"Didn't the gods return to darkness?"

The masked man who had just floated into the courtyard asked the black-robed man who opened the door, with a strong sense of doubt in his tone.

"When you meet the Divine Envoy, you can ask him for yourself why he hasn't returned to the darkness!"

The man in black who was in charge of opening the door said coldly, turned around and walked to a wall, stretched out his hand to open a secret door, and walked forward along the secret passage.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the masked man's eyes, and then he quickly disappeared, followed the man in black who opened the door into the dark passage, and walked around a few times before entering the hall in another mansion.

Dozens of candles were lit in the hall, but strangely they didn't give people a sense of security, but instead looked very eerie because of the strange shape.

There were already four people sitting in the hall, all of them in the same black-robed and masked appearance as the masked man, one of whom was sitting in a position that was obviously one level higher than the other three, and the other three were all far away from him, looking a little afraid.

"Collaborator, what is it that makes you late? is it fear, betrayal, or blasphemy against the gods?"

An eerie voice rang out from behind the candle, pointing straight into the heart of the masked man who had just entered.

But the masked man did not show a look of panic, but said very coldly, "Before you say such things, please prove your identity first, I don't remember that you are among the servants of the Divine Envoy." ”

"The servant of the Divine Envoy?"

"It's funny!"

The black-robed man sitting at the top stretched out his arm, and a ray of pure black flame suddenly appeared on his fingertips.

An irresistible oppressive force suddenly appeared, and the wisp of black spread out, filling the entire hall.

The dozens of candles in the hall were strangely not bright enough, but now they were almost completely swallowed up by the night, and only a little bean-sized light barely flickered.

"You are an oracle....... My lord?"

The masked man who walked in was finally a little surprised, his eyes behind the mask staring at the pure black flames, and the look of doubt in his eyes slowly disappeared.

He could perceive the dark power of the flames, and it was an indisputable proof of identity.

"Now, can you tell why you're late?"

The god made the Lord withdraw the black flame between his fingers, and the night passed, and the candles in the hall regained their strange brightness.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not a servant of the Divine Messenger, not before, and not now, so I don't need to explain this, and I will even consider whether to continue to cooperate with you until you show your sincerity. ”

"Hehehehehehe!"

The god made the adults laugh happily, and they laughed for a long time.

And the masked man who arrived at the end stood still, letting the divine envoy laugh there, unhurried, unafraid.

"Sincerity?

The Divine Envoy lifted the hood of his black robe and took off his black scarf, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.

"Are you...... Aren't you ........."

The masked man, who arrived last, was shocked and pointed at the god to leave the Lord speechless.

"Didn't I die in Fort Greensam?

"No, the last time I saw you....... You're not like that!" the masked man's voice trembled, with fear, as if excited.

The envoy stood up, walked slowly to the masked man, and said in a sarcastic voice, "Yes, the last time I met you with that guy who can only play the piano in Herdorf, how I wished you would help me in knowing me in the past, and say a few nice things to the bullshit pianist, but you laughed at me........

"What right do you, a leper, have to laugh at me?"

The divine envoy roared angrily, and then changed his face to return to a sneering expression.

"And now, who should laugh at whom?"

From a closer distance, the masked man saw the middle-aged man in front of him, who was none other than the former member of the Flensian royal family and the night god Herdorf's lackey, Berluen Augustine.

But Berluen Augustine, who was once neither a human nor a ghost, is now back to his former appearance, with smooth and smooth skin comparable to that of a woman, and where he still has a withered and evil face.

"How did you do that?" said the masked man's question, with an unconcealed longing.

"How did I do that?"

"You actually want to ask me why I can restore my physical cripple and you don't receive the gift of the gods.......?" After all, it's a poor wallgrass. ”

Masked Man: ".........."

"Bérune, you didn't come to me to mock me, but to seduce me, didn't you?"

The masked man was shocked for a moment before calming down, showing a super psychological quality.

The Divine Envoy Berun Augustine tilted his head and looked at the Masked Man with a smile before he said, "You are indeed smarter than me, no wonder others say that you are a cunning and treacherous man." ”

In the face of the taunt, the masked man said unmoved: "If you want to tempt me, then you must throw some bait!"

"Good!"

Berluen Augustin simply stretched out his finger, and the "poof" was inserted into the masked man's shoulder, and a wisp of pure black gas seeped in.

The masked man shuddered, and the intense pain went from his shoulder to his head, tearing at the nerves in his head as if it were going to tear his skull open.

The masked man's hands tried to wave his hands several times in resistance, but in the end he endured.

He has endured it for so many years, and this time is the closest to his dream.

"Knock Knock"

The masked man's heart began to beat faster, and he felt the feeling of childhood, and he felt that if he endured it a little longer, he might be able to take off the mask like Berun did.

But at this moment, Berun's fingers on his body were pulled out, as if a beautiful woman was ready to "enjoy if you can't resist", but the gangster spat and left.

"Bait is bait, it won't feed you!Want more?Give everything you have to the gods!" Berun whispered a devilish temptation in the masked man's ear.

The Masked Man gave Berun a hateful look, then turned and walked out, his body becoming blurry again in the night, and he quickly and silently jumped over several high walls and scurried along the central street of Luxon City.

There is a curfew in Luxon at night, with a patrol of soldiers patrolling every few blocks, and the density of patrols increases the closer you get to the city center.

But the Masked Man seemed to be familiar with Luxon City, and easily avoided the blockade of the patrol and headed straight for the center of the city.

Suddenly, his vague figure paused and looked warily to the side.

On the side is a small church in the neighborhood, and on the spire of the church sits a figure, as if looking at the moon.......

...........

...........

Ariana has been in Luxon City for several days, and everything that needs to be done has been done, anyway, it is just a matter of walking around the Church of Twilight in Luxon City, who dares not to give her face, the daughter of the Pope?

But after she "warned" the Luxon Church of Twilight against interfering in this aristocratic war, she didn't know where she was going.

She is now the deacon bishop of St. Lemont's Church in Nancy City, Lorraine, and it stands to reason that she should return to her diocese to carry out her work, but returning to Lorraine would normally require passing through the Blue Mountain Pass, and she does not want to see someone in the Blue Mountain Pass now.

So she stayed in Luxon City, wandering around Luxon City during the day with nothing to do, and finding a place to look at the moon at night.

When she was in Castle Chlorsen, she used to watch the moon silently with someone for a night, and since then when she is upset, she will look for peace of mind in the moonlight.

Today is no exception, Ariana has found a place to stay quietly, occasionally recalling some past events, and a natural smile will appear on the corner of her mouth.

But suddenly, the wisp of special spiritual power from the divine favored "Grava Chaina" in her body trembled a few times, which made her whole person alert.

She looked sideways to the left, but she couldn't see what was strange in the darkness.

Ariana frowned, and took out her own "Dark Exorcism Holy Lamp", which was infused with special spiritual power.

The Darkening Lamp immediately resonated with this special spiritual power, and the fine patterns indicated by the stone lantern lit up at once.

"Buzz!"

A ray of light suddenly rose into the sky, illuminating the night sky within a radius of several miles, and also dazzling a pair of eyes behind the mask of the masked man in the distance.

"Warrior of Light !!"

The masked man's heart sank, and he turned around and began to flee frantically.

"Humph!"

Ariana snorted, jumped down from the guard tower, and chased after her.

For a few days, she had hesitated to look at the moon in solitude, and how would she answer if someone asked her what she was doing?

Are you in a daze? Do you want a man?

But now she has an open answer.

...............

...............

The masked man only escaped for a few dozen seconds and knew that the person behind him was a powerful character, no matter how he changed direction, he couldn't escape the lock of the lamp, and the opponent's speed and momentum were also very strong, if he was caught up, it would definitely be a battle that was very unfavorable to him.

Today, the Church of Light in Norman City has an envoy and a team of Knights of Light, and if they are seduced again, they will definitely be burned at the stake.

The Masked Man wasn't particularly alarmed, though, as he turned around a street corner, lifted a sewer lid and jumped off.

The narrow sewer was filled with foul-smelling sewage, and the swarms of rats were frightened by the masked man, and they ran to both ends in panic, making a seeping "squeak" sound.

The Masked Man was obviously used to all this, and ran down the sewers, with no direction in the dark, but he could turn left and right all the way forward.

There was a faint light behind him, but the masked man had already lifted the manhole cover again and slipped out of the ground, escaping two streets before diving into the sewers again.

After switching between the ground and the ground several times in a row, the masked man finally couldn't feel the oppression of the light behind him, so he changed directions and walked a distance, and finally lifted the manhole cover and drilled to the surface.

This is a vast garden, the breath of early spring has made a large area of green, fresh grass and trees, delicate spring flowers are pruned by the gardener neat and exquisite, some of the precious pets are also fat, obviously this is not an ordinary family.

Several hounds ran towards the masked man, spreading their paws and pounced on him, grinning and panting, their tails wagging in a way that didn't disgust the smell of mud on his body.

The masked man removes his dirty clothes and takes out a brand new outfit from a small bag he was carrying.

A silver mask, silver gloves, and a silver robe that wraps around the whole body.

Silver metal has a restraining effect on the Night Cultists, and if a person is always wearing silver jewelry, it will be difficult for him to connect with the Night Party.

In the distance, the night guards heard the barking of the hounds, and quickly rushed over, and when they arrived and saw the masked man clearly, they all knelt on one knee.

"Lord Duke!!"

The masked man didn't even have the interest to wave, and walked forward with his head held high, until he walked into the tallest building next to the garden, and followed the stairs up to the floor of the master room.

Several maids who were keeping vigil were napping at the door of the master's room, and when they heard the footsteps and saw the comer, they fell to their knees in fright and did not dare to make a sound.

They really didn't know why the Duke had come to the Duchess's door at this time, and they didn't know if there was hot water in the kitchen, in case there wasn't........

The masked man pushed the door in with a blank face, and the rude movement woke up the beautiful woman who was sleeping in the room.

The beautiful woman saw the person clearly by the faint candlelight, and asked with some doubts: "Haaland, is it so late....... Is there something wrong?"

The masked man stretched out his hands and said coldly, "Take off your clothes!"

The beautiful duchess was stunned, and hurriedly stepped forward to undress him, and whispered as she took it off: "Why do you think about bathing at this time? Is the war ahead making you feel tired? Wait a minute, I ........"

The Duchess suddenly stopped talking and couldn't close it for a long time.

"Haaland, you ......"

"Mask!"

The Duchess reached out to the silver mask tremblingly, and after several struggles finally removed it ruthlessly, and then covered her mouth with her hand in horror to prevent herself from making any exclamations.

She looked at the face of Haaland Griffiths, Grand Duke of Luxon, and although it was still a little scary because of leprosy, there was something exciting about her.

"Undress, you!"

“..........”

The Duchess looked down and finally noticed an even greater change in her husband.

.............

.............

The two maids woke up the butler of the Duke's Palace, and with a group of sleepy-eyed servants, they laboriously carried enough hot water to the Duchess's door, but just as they were about to push the door in, they were stopped by a strange noise.

Slowly, everyone heard, and they looked at each other.

"Is the Duke so good if he didn't take a shower today?"

"Duchess today........ Why is it different from the previous sound?"

"Shut up!"

The butler of the Duke's Palace snorted angrily.

He closed his eyes and listened carefully for a while, and said silently in his heart: "Today's Duchess's voice ....... More real!"

"It's so hard for her!"