Pulling a hair and moving the whole body, the impact of Marcello's death is actually not small.

To some extent, this has accelerated the pace of action.

Among them, the newly formed Sand Sculpture Conservation Association is just one of the countless waves of speculators.

The royal capital of the Farolian Dynasty, Wisteria City, is a bustling city with a variety of architectural styles, blending tradition and modernity.

Classical art reliefs, modern living facilities, enthusiastic and unrestrained men and women...... The romantic atmosphere makes it one of the most revered cities on the continent.

Today, three more young talents have taken a steam train to this place, which is known as the capital of freedom and paradise on earth.

The three of them walked side by side, and on the far left was a handsome guy with blond hair and blue eyes, handsome and handsome, elegant and easy-going temperament.

In the center is a man with a Chinese face, with a beard, wearing a black trench coat and riding boots, and his body is strong.

On the right is a diminutive young man, less than 1.65 meters tall, with a cute baby face and a slightly wide blue suit.

The three are Raphael, the "Silver Spear" of the Church of Light, Alfred of the Steam Alliance, and Chris, the "Shadow Hand" of the Witchers Society.

More than half a month ago, they had taken part in the battle in the small town of Oratán, and after a ten-day stay in Casvia, the three of them had arrived in Farolan together on a steam train.

Alfred took a cigarette in his mouth, swallowed the clouds, looked at the traffic on the street, and smiled: "I like this place, the girls here, more enthusiastic than the Silver Eagle Federation." ”

"I love it too, and I don't think there's a man who doesn't like this place except for Michelle's ice cube." Raphael smiled brightly and said lazily.

Like a bad boy next door, he looked at the hot girls in short skirts around him.

"I don't like it." The baby-faced Chris whispered back.

Raphael, who was slapped in the face at the speed of light, smiled unchanged and glanced at him: "It's hard to imagine that you and Howl's old rascal have a common language. ”

Chris didn't reply, his little face expressionless.

Speaking of Hal Mihawk, Alfred smiled heartily, he and Hal had met a few times, but they were still able to talk.

He turned his head to look at Raphael, who had flowing blond hair, and his voice was deep and magnetic: "I have long thought that the [Paladin] of the Church has no nightlife. ”

Dumbfounded, Raphael snorted lightly: "How is this possible, don't I have a girlfriend, she is still a [singer], I like her voice the most, both in bed and under the bed."

What age is it, the set of abstinence rules and precepts has long been abolished, and now, paladins have girlfriends or wives. ”

In the middle and late Quaternary Period, the precepts of the Church of Light were the most stringent, and in a week, the second, fourth, and sixth days of the week were abstinence days, and even husbands and wives were not allowed to have sexual intercourse.

Now, though, that's all a thing of the past.

"Michelle doesn't have a girlfriend, let alone a wife." Chris whispered.

Raphael, who was slapped in the face again at the speed of light, smiled and glared at the baby-faced youth.

Chris was indifferent, with no joy on his face, like a teenager with nothings.

Alfred laughed and reached out to touch Chris's little head.

He and Rafael are both over 1.8 meters tall, and in comparison, Chris looks small, and the other party is also a few years younger than the two of them, 28 this year.

"Chris, why did your president suddenly appear and launch the Silver Beacon Order." Alfred asked casually.

Raphael was also curious, and his turquoise pupils looked at Chris, who had a sparse expression.

The president of the Demon Hunters' Guild, the one with the nickname "Zero", hadn't been seen for 50 years before that, and no one knew what he was doing.

It is rumored that the sharp profession of [Shadow Hunter] was created by the president of the Witcher Association.

Chris's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand to the south of Faroran: "I don't know, the Beacon Order was handed over to Hal, only he knows the inside story."

There, however, the Pugni Plain, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and the land is barren, and it is a good place for the dead. ”

The Pugni Plain was chosen as the battle field, and there is indeed this reason, once the transcendent reaches the fourth order, the destructive power is amazing, once the war starts in the city, whether it wins or loses, it will leave behind a ruin.

Hearing the words Pugni Plains, Alfred's eyes flashed.

A few days earlier, Carson had sent an important piece of information to the various branches of the Steam Alliance in Farroland, an assessment report, with which the terms could be negotiated.

Raphael's expression was a little strange, he came with a secret order from the Pope this time.

Because of the conflict a hundred years ago, the relationship between the Faroran royal family and the Church of Light was very bad, and they almost tore their faces back then.

The Fire Dragon Knights almost went to war with the Knights Templar in the Guhuo River valley in the western part of the Farolan, and if they did fight, it would definitely be the top battle in the civil war of the Sixth Age.

In the eyes of many, it was unlikely that the Church of Light would come to Farolan's aid this time, but Raphael came to Wisteria City......

The three of them walked out of the train station in the south of the city and came to the city center, at this time, it was time for them to go their separate ways.

Glancing at the "White Tower of Order" standing like a silver giant in the west of the city, Alfred smiled slightly and waved his hand at the two: "Friends, there will be a meeting later!" ”

Raphael and Chris nodded as they watched him stride towards Game 7 headquarters.

"The fellow of the Steam Alliance, who has come to make war money again, I don't know how much he can take advantage of Karna.

The Butcher of Purgatory is a veritable man of both civil and military affairs, and even my regimental commander is full of praise, what do you think, Chris? ”

Raphael smiled and looked at Chris, who had short black hair and a pouting mouth.

Karl was the deputy head of the Dragon Knights, served as the foreign minister of the royal palace, and wrote books.

Chris's voice was a little erratic: "The righteous order in your mouth makes me feel disgusting.

It's also about making money, at least we're very direct and make it clear that we take money to do things, and you still like to talk about those righteous things. ”

Raphael, who was slapped in the face for the third time, had a dark face, he didn't ask this, the other party didn't open which pot to mention.

The Natural School and the Witcher Society are neutral orders, neutral means not intervening in wars between countries, and "just orders" are much more "interesting".

Raphael sighed leisurely: "The essence of justice is to add power to strength, and then put on a name that is acceptable to the world and sounds better." ”

If a person thinks justice is childish and ridiculous, he does not recognize it for what it is.

No matter which world it is, it is the strongest force in a region that is qualified to define justice, holding the pinnacle of power.

No matter how vicious the criminal, he may be very arrogant, free from the law, and even play tricks on law enforcement agencies.

But that's all "justice" and not the real thing, otherwise, any "evil" can be easily crushed to death.

Hearing Raphael's words, an inexplicable smile finally appeared on Chris's little face: "Yes, I said I was a hero, I was a hero!" I say I'm kind, I'm kind!

As long as it is placed in the name of justice, all positive evaluations are readily available, and vice versa. ”

The opposite is the Red Witch, who was originally very kind, and she rescued the woman who was imprisoned and tortured by Cardinal Giulio's son, and killed the scumbag.

But Julio used the power of the church to lightly wash down the dirty water, and she was killed by Wren and Catherine, and she also suffered notoriety.

How can an individual oppose a kingdom?

Claire alone, with one mouth, can't fight against the powerful church, let alone the St. Joan Empire.

If she is so good that she overthrows the church, congratulations, she is another kind of "justice."

There is no kind of true power that is not righteous, only unpopular people or forces are evil.

"Many times, evil can only exist with the tacit consent of justice." Raphael said with a smile.

This is easy to understand, because where there is light, there is shadow, just like man cannot destroy his own shadow, but this does not mean that the shadow is good.

He pointed in the direction of the palace: "I'm going there, for justice, what about you?" ”

Chris said lightly: "My destination, not that." ”

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

The two waved goodbye, and Chris's purple-black pupils looked at Raphael, who was walking towards the palace step by step, and muttered to himself: "If you lose to the demons, then there will be no justice and no order." ”

The Demons - the dark chaos camp, in fact, they are not chaotic, and they have established an orderly society in the Second Age.

But in the Quaternary they lost, so they were in chaos, and they were not qualified to say that they were in order.

Chris waited on the street for a while when a deacon from Game 7 approached him.

He wears a black trench coat, a black and white checkered uniform, and a badge cap.

This is a young man, who looks like he is in his twenties, with purple sideburns and green eyes, and a handsome appearance, with the romantic temperament of a poet.

It was Carl's nephew, Eddie of the [Singer] profession, whose voice was mellow and soft: "Master Chris, I've been waiting for a long time. ”

Chris rarely showed a smile: "It's out of the way, let's find a place to talk slowly." ”

Chris: No matter what, the money still has to be earned.

The four major organizations, the four major hooligans, each with its own routine.