"Alright, this is it. ”

Migar glanced around, the area he was familiar with, surrounded by hills of varying heights, luxuriant trees and covering most of the surface, but because of the messy growth of these plants, as if someone had pulled them up and then inserted them indiscriminately, plus probably because of the soil quality, the plants were different in color and green, and they also looked terrible, so it gave people the impression of chaos and madness.

In the vicinity of the Holy See, this may be the only place that is inaccessible, and in any case, people will automatically avoid those uncomfortable places, but if some people don't like it, it doesn't mean that everyone doesn't like it, like Michael, who has played with the female prayer teacher in the temple many times here, and he can even recognize that not far away on the slightly raised slope buried a beautiful corpse, the frightened and timid eyes of the female prayer teacher, and the mottled tear stains, still fresh in his memory。

However, Migar had rarely been here since becoming a Templar, and it was only then that he realized that everything here had barely changed from two years earlier.

He paused, then slowly turned back.

Elma stood still, silent, without any joy or anger on her beautiful face, looking like the most devout nun.

Migal looked her up and down, a playful smile gradually appeared on his face, and he said in an eerie tone, "This is the tomb I chose for you, do you have anything else to say?

Elma was a little surprised when she heard this, she looked around, and then shook her head.

The corners of Mikgar's mouth rose with a hint of superiority, and he slowly pulled his sword out of its scabbard, and then said, "Then before you go to hell, remember that the person who killed you was the Templar of the Holy See, Migal Wallace. Although he did not know why the countess, whom he admired, had to put the woman to death, he decided to do so, even though he might offend the Bishop of Landiston. However, he did not take it to heart, as a few people, he knew very well that the real identity of the countess was the illegitimate daughter of the Pope, and if she took this line, it seemed that she did not have to care too much about the identity of a regional bishop.

Arma didn't speak, and there was no fear in Meimu's eyes. There is no panic, there is just indifference, indifference that does not even care about one's own life and death.

Faced with such a scene, Mikal's action of drawing his sword stopped, he looked at Elma with great interest, and said, "Why, aren't you scared at all?" It seems that you are not afraid of death, so I would like to ask before I end your life. Since you are not even afraid of death, but I was obviously a little surprised to see you just now, can you tell me why?"

Irma hesitated. Then he lowered his head and said, "I thought." You brought me here. Do you want to ...... It's something else...... "Her voice was very soft, low.

What about somewhere? This sentence seemed to remind Migar. His heart "slammed into the heat." He took a closer look at Ermadi's beautiful face. The neck is exposed but delicate and elegant. It's still as reserved as a saint. Suddenly, he felt like he was a little dry-mouthed.

Elma also seemed to notice that something was wrong with the other. For the first time, there was a slight hint of horror in her eyes. Albeit just a little. But Migar caught it. See. He felt like he was getting hotter and hotter. The breathing became heavier.

Brunette. Black pupils. Black robe. Everything is a black ground. It's just that the skin is white and pure. Like a lamb......

Migar suddenly made another frantic move. He was going to tear off the garment of this woman's holiness. Look at what kind of moving body lies beneath the iceberg-like exterior. I don't know how she reacts when she's under her own body.

Fiery power is burning. His eyes were bloodshot. Step by step, I walked forward. He grabbed Elma's weak and boneless wrist. The latter let out a soft cry in panic. The delicate body began to tremble slightly. Her eyes were full of fear. "No," he said. No. You can't ......."

"I can!" Mikal yelled viciously, "why not!"

Not only did he speak, but he directly tore Elma's clothes with his hands, the latter struggled in vain and weakly, and there was a trace of despair in his beautiful eyes, but these movements were very expression, but the animalistic side of Mikal's heart exploded, his movements were rough and crazy, without any scruples, but when his eyes inadvertently glanced at the pair of delicate red lips, his body shook suddenly, but his movements slowed down, his attention was attracted by the brightness and fullness there, as if it was a blooming rose, full of fragrance and fragrance, his eyes suddenly had a trace of confusion and doubt, unconsciously, he lowered his head and kissed it......

For a moment, he felt as if he was soaking in a pool of warm water, lazily not wanting to move, but only a moment later, the nerves honed by the Templar Knight's years of refinement brought him back to his senses, and he was shocked to find that the vitality in his body was passing rapidly, as if the dam that usually built qi collapsed in an instant, tilting outward like a flood of bursting embankment, and that gap was the pair of seductive and moist lips.

Stop! Stop! He roared in his heart!

He wanted to stop, but he couldn't.

It was as if his body was out of his control, and even his consciousness was fighting against him, and after a while, he collapsed to the ground like a dead snake, his face became haggard and tired as if he had aged for dozens of years, and his skin and hair color had lost their original luster, and they were as strangely dry as the plants around him.

He didn't die immediately, but let out a faint gasp and said intermittently, "Dark bloodline...... Talent ......"

Arma regained her indifference, she didn't even look at Migal, and as if she hadn't heard him talk about the flowers, she straightened her clothes, and slowly stood up, as if aimlessly walking into the depths of the forest.

Shortly after she left, two thieves with the insignia of the sickle on their chests loomed out of the air, and they glanced at each other, each seeing the surprise on their companion's face, one of them came forward to check on Migar and shook his head, and the other made a gesture in the direction of Elma, and nodded, and the figures of the two men dimmed again until they were gone.

Knightly League Lekvi Station.

This is the largest fortress on the northern plains of the Central Continent, when the secret messenger of the Holy See arrived here, it was the turn of the high-ranking knight Alex on duty, this knight who likes to drink was very unhappy that someone interrupted his drinking, he impatiently flipped through the parchment letter signed by the former Pope and Luo Lan, and did not read the contents in detail at all, so he sneered and said: "The discovery of the Holy See's Chief Landison Monks? I don't care what the hell he found out, I think it is you gods who are playing tricks." ”

The envoy explained with some embarrassment: "This matter was taken very seriously by the former Pope Scipio, and the Bishop of Landiston......"

Alex immediately slapped the table, interrupting the envoy's next words in a rough voice, he picked up the parchment letter, which had been somewhat deformed, and shook it, "I know what to do, I don't need you to remind me," he waved his hand, and said, "You can go." ”

After casually sending the envoy away with the strength of the wine, Alex looked at Luo Lan's signature on it with jealousy, "Dragon Slayer, hum!" He threw the letterhead aside with some unhappiness, and after drinking heavily, he lay down and fell asleep, until when he woke up the next day, he had completely forgotten about it.

In the Mage Society, the letter attracted the attention of the Mage Council higher-ups, and the envoy was treated with a certain courtesy, and the three deacons in charge of such affairs in the Mage Tower also talked about it, and when the lengthy meeting was over, four or five days had passed, but they finally tactfully told the envoy that since the authenticity of this information was still debatable, they could not casually report it to the higher-ups, and the battle with the Council of the Dead was still going on, and they had not found anything as serious as Bishop Rantiston had said, so they thought that they had to observe for a while more until it was really confirmed before making arrangements, hoping that the Holy See will understand their difficulties.

In the end, the envoy had to leave with reluctance, and both letters were ultimately lost without stirring up any waves.

When the news reached the Holy See, Luo Lan, who was waiting in the temple, did not show any displeasure, but nodded and smiled: "This is expected. ”

In fact, if this letter had been sent in the name of the current Pope, Pildoca II, it would probably have attracted the attention of the Mages and the Knight Alliance, because he was the nominal supreme priest of the Church after all, but Siddiro insisted that Luo Lan and himself should send the letter, and finally only informed the Pope lightly, and did not seem to take this matter seriously, but the intention in this was very interesting.

Xiao Gu, who was standing next to him, vaguely guessed as if something was going to happen, he looked to the side, the square was full of priests who went to the temple to pray, each of them seemed to be pious and firm in faith, he suddenly asked, "My lord, how many people do you think will die this time?"

"This time?" Luo Lan slowly raised his head, he looked at the square, then at the temple in front of him, thought about it, and said in a deep voice: "A lot." He slowly turned his head, looked at Xiao Gu, and said in surprise, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask this question?"

Xiao Gu struggled to recall the figure of the ugly templar and the old paladin in his mind, then shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm afraid too much, I can't remember." "On the starting point, it's either a mistake or a whiteboard, and I can only come back and send it when I'm eating, and I finally succeeded......