"You want me to retreat?" said Boris. This was the outskirts of the station, and in front of him stood a man dressed as a priest, but judging from his momentum and expression, he did not look like an ordinary clergyman.

"This is the will of His Majesty the Pope, if you think the time is right, you can choose to retreat," the man said in a very light tone, and there was no aggressive gesture, but Boris had to think about it seriously, because this person had been by his side from the beginning, and at this moment he represented that person, the so-called right time was just a euphemism, they came to him at this moment, in fact, they were implying that they should retreat now.

Boris was quite skeptical, and he frowned: "This is not like His Majesty's style of acting. ”

The man said, "There is no doubt that this is indeed an order from the center of the Holy See, and it has already been arranged. ”

Boris's heart moved slightly, as a high-ranking Templar, of course he understood the true meaning of this sentence, and the figure of a blonde boy dangled in front of him. He let out a sneer, looked at the other party, and said, "Pastor Landiston may come back at any time, and they may not listen to me." ”

After Boris said this, he suddenly noticed that this person was laughing, and it was very unscrupulous, and he waved his hand outward, as if deciding everything, and said loudly: "Don't worry, he won't come back." From the moment he stepped onto the Cliffs of Fury, he wouldn't be coming back. ”

Sure enough, it was against Landiston! Boris's heart sank, and then indescribable emotions welled up in his heart, and he said in disbelief, as if he was talking to himself: "He's not coming back, he's a dragon slayer, bishop of the Holy See, unless it's a ......."

"Unless it's the guy on the Cliff of Thunder, right?" the man snapped the knuckles of his fingers, making a clicking sound, laughing weirdly, and a strange light in his eyes.

This kind of look...... This is a bitter hatred, but also mixed with a kind of revenge pleasure, this person's identity is definitely very unusual, Boris's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "How sure is it? If the result is not as expected, then this matter is ......"

"That's impossible!" the man interrupted him impatiently, "You and I both know very well that the man on the Thunder Cliff will definitely not be so peaceful, and the mask is tantamount to helping her this time." If Landiston wants to stop this, it will be tantamount to going against this man, even if he is a dragon slayer, he can't be this man's opponent!

"If it's a head-on fight, the odds are slim to none. Boris muttered: "However, a clergyman of his level, if he chooses to retreat, he should still be able to avoid death." ”

No, the man smiled again, and said with confidence, "Our plan is perfect, even if he can be dragged off the Cliff of Thunder, will he still be able to escape the encirclement of the Dark Council below? ”

"Really?" Boris looked at this person's face, a very handsome face, but he confirmed that he had never seen this person before, and after a moment of silence, he said slowly: "The Monks Association has already lost several Monk Chiefs, if the Holy See loses another Monk Leader at this time, then the power of the Mage Council and the Knight Alliance will inevitably rise, which is extremely unfavorable to the Holy See......"

"You're still not at ease," the man looked at Boris playfully, "Are you worried that the Holy See won't sacrifice a monk at will at this time?" His Majesty the Pope has already thought about it, Brother Boris. In the last sentence, he deliberately accentuated Boris's address. Gas.

Boris Lou had a hint of surprise, his long-term wish was about to come true, even with his tenacity and determination, he was a little out of control, took a deep breath, and seemed to be holding back the fluctuations in his heart, however, he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with it, something seemed to be wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

"What's the matter? What are you hesitating about?" the man's tone remained the same, but his eyes became like a beast, staring at him intensely.

"It's nothing," Boris didn't seem to feel the other party's gaze, not even a defensive movement, and said with a slight self-deprecation: "It's just that I can't retreat now, because we are surrounded by the Dark Council, and it is not too easy to rush out, and the reason why Landiston is willing to leave the team with peace of mind is probably also to see this, right?"

The man withdrew his blade-like light, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he walked in a little again, lowered his voice, and said, "There is no need to worry about the Dark Council, there will be a gap when the time comes, as long as you lead the team to run there, there will be no problem." ”

"Gap?" Boris said coldly, "You have made a deal with the people of the Dark Council?and those infidels, please give me an explanation! His hand suddenly pressed against the scabbard. It seems that the answer is as he thinks, and he will immediately turn his face.

This tough attitude made this man stunned, he didn't expect Boris to become tough on this issue, but seeing that things were about to be done, he didn't want to have any more variables, thought about it, and seemed not very reluctant to say: "The situation is not what you think, you should not doubt my devotion to the Lord, we use other methods, in short, you don't have to think too much about this, even if you don't believe me, you should not doubt His Majesty the Pope." ”

Boris snorted, the devout believer's statement was nothing more than a gorgeous cloak in disguise, only the simple-minded fanatics would believe it, but he didn't intend to expose them, he said slowly: "There are still a lot of Landiston cronies in that team, I need to take some time to deal with it." ”

"Then you're coming soon," the man smirked, puffing out a row of neat teeth, "neither His Majesty nor I want any variables. ”

Boris returned to the camp with a blank face, although he was unrelenting in his charge, but that was with great confidence, and it was based on trust in his own strength. He is not good at trickery, he prefers to solve complex problems with simple means, with blades and fists to cut and crush everything, but this seemingly simple action makes him feel dangerous, which is an indescribable intuition.

Something must be wrong!

What exactly is being overlooked?

Was Landiston really that easy to kill? He asked himself several times, and was horrified to find that the answer was actually no.

Landison won't die!

To fail to do what His Majesty the Pope will do would mean to betray the Pope, but there is no place for him on this continent.

He stood up and walked around the tent in a frustrated manner, and several times he wanted to resist the desperate move. It's too difficult to chop all the people who stand in his way to shreds, and he feels like he's in danger of becoming crushed when he steps out of the way, left or right.

"My lord, Lord Angus Gale begs to see you," the guard's voice sounded outside the tent.

"Oh, then please let him in. Boris gripped the hilt of his sword, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Angus Gale walked in, the chief monk had maintained good manners and manners from the beginning of the war until now, and had always been an elegant nobleman, as if killing and blood had no effect on him.

"Knight Boris, we have repelled another attack, and we are to hold out for at least three days, according to the orders of the Patriarch of Landiston," said Angus Gale after a pause, "but we find that they seem to have sent a small team upstream of the water source." ”

"What?" Boris was startled, if the water source was cut off, then he had only one way to go, at this moment, he was full of murderous intent, although Angus Gale was not a close confidant of Landiston, but he was the biggest variable and must be removed.

"There are two solutions to this. ”

"Oh?" Boris was surprised, he didn't expect Angus Gale to have a way.

Angus Gale didn't seem to be worried, and he turned a blind eye to Boris's killing intent for a moment, but just smiled: "First, retreat into the depths of the Angry Thunder Cliff, there is a water source on the cliff, but in this way, the danger factor is undoubtedly greater, but I obeyed the order left by the priest." ”

"And what about the other one?" the power in Boris's eyes was brewing, almost bursting into a sharp sword.

"Rush out. Angus Gale looked at Boris and repeated, "Rush out." ”

Boris was stunned, his momentum, killing intent, and the mental state that had accumulated subsided in an instant. Suspiciously, he said, "Rush out?"

"But it's not a great choice. Angus Gale smiled faintly, "The Dark Council's attack is not very strong, and the fact that it deliberately intercepts the water source also shows us that it seems to mean that they are waiting for something." ”

"What are they waiting for?" Boris said as he stared at him, "what do you think they are waiting for?"

"If it's waiting, then you're waiting for the best opportunity. Angus Gale looked at Boris seriously, "At this time, if we make a mistake, no one will be spared." ”

Hearing this, Boris's heart jumped, and he knew what he was afraid of.

No one is immune!

Yes, he feared that he had been abandoned by the Pope, and that he himself was a victim of the scheme, but this death might be more in line with the status of a clergyman of the Holy See.

Will the Dark Council make a gap?

He sneered, even if it was true, the variables were too great.

Take your own life into your own hands.

After only a moment of panic, he calmed down and said slowly, "I need to kill someone." ”

Angus Gale didn't ask much, not even a surprised expression, he still kept smiling, nodded and said, "Do you need my help?"

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