The consequences of the failure were fatal, not only did he lose two of his descendants, but his whereabouts were also exposed to the eyes of the Inquisition, and he was chased like a mad dog for two days and two nights. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Fortunately, Rainier is not only an expert in tracking and counter-tracking, but the Illager Ravens he raises can also detect and warn from high altitudes, so that they can repeatedly break through the network of Blackwing Monks.

But that was the limit for him and Reinier, and according to the man's judgment, they should have been driven to the vicinity of Bemont Falai, and further west was the border between Sarion and Fieldsway. The iron fist of the Inquisition is all over the territory of Sarion, and it is said everywhere, but when it passes, its influence is close to zero. The pursuers were well aware of this, and completed the encirclement before dark.

"Due east is the weak point." Rainier leaned over to him and whispered, but there was no look of joy.

"Of course it will be due east, and to the east is the hinterland of Sarion, and there is no need for extra fortifications, which are natural iron walls." The man straightened his cuffs and sat cross-legged on the grass. "Save your energy, Rainier. You and I can't afford a tough battle right now. Of course," he laughed, and asked in a loud voice, "I'm not going to be tied up like that, do you?" ”

As if in response, figures emerged from the darkness in all directions, silent as ghosts. They were uniformly dressed, dressed in elegant black monks' robes, with crosses embraced by black wings embroidered on their chests, and their sleeves swayed in the evening breeze, with the silver glow of black keys slipping out of them.

The top combat power of the Inquisition, the faithful hound of the Goddess of Order, and the Blackwing Monk. The most famous of them all, and perhaps the most unbeatable, is the nun of Hell in Marions, who has single-handedly hunted down many of the infamous Death Knights. But this force was actually a team of thirty men, and was responsible for clearing all the heretical strongholds in Sarion and hunting down the infidels who accidentally showed their feet. Occasionally, there will be a little friction with my former peers, the current Goddess of Creation Order.

"Stubborn heretic, your soul will suffer in hell in a thousand ways!" The black-winged monk at the head spat out a cold ruling from his mouth and slowly raised the black key in his hand.

"What makes people stubborn is faith. They are all the same steadfastness, your stubbornness is reverently blessed, and ours is viciously cursed all the time. There was not a trace of expression visible from the silver mask, but the man's tone had a playful smile, "Hell? ”

He raised his head leisurely, and his eyes suddenly became cold: "We are the masters of hell!" ”

A burly black shadow with batwing wings plummets down! It landed on top of the head of the monk, and he was crushed like a weed without even screaming, and then the black shadow jumped up and rained down the black keys that had been snatched up. Along with the black shadow, a huge crow fell from the sky, ghostly and ghostly in the middle of the crowd, constantly screaming and covering their eyes, and then being shot in the head by the black key.

In five seconds, twenty well-trained Blackwing Monks were wiped out!

"It's a little late, Trevor. Another friend of ours should have informed you of our exact location long ago. The man still sat cross-legged, "And how did you get this virtue?" ”

"Dante is back in Sarion." The demonized Trevors said, "As a last resort." ”

"Dante? He's back to Sarion too? 'That friend' is probably more than lucky. The man was surprised, he was clearly aware of the past between Trevor and Dante, "Looks like they value Samael." This dark chess piece was exposed too early, and killing only one Jeffrey would not help the big picture. But since you have used the grace of the goddess, Schneider must already be a dead man, right? ”

"Nope." Trevor shook his head,

"I missed."

……

Kea tossed the blood-stained silver knife on his plate. He gasped slightly, and threw himself into the cold and hard mahogany stool wearily, while the maid on the side lovingly wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. Duke Elfwan looked at his second son with inquiring eyes, and Kia shook his head, indicating that he was not sure. After hours of intense first aid work, he barely managed to close the shocking wound on Schneider's stomach, and at the same time used a staggering number of rare herbs at an astonishing price, but still only hung Schneider's life on the brink of endangerment. Schneider's breath in the hospital bed was inaudible, and only by putting his hand on his chest could he feel the slightest vital signs from the whispering heartbeat.

It's just ...... The sword of Damocles of judgment falls from the sky! Kea recalls the scene and has palpitations. He stood beside Schneider and watched as Trevor swooped down, and if Dante hadn't pushed Schneider in time, it wouldn't have been as simple as disemboweling.

"Father, I did my best."

"Don't say that, it sounds like Schneider is hopeless." Duke Elfwan patted his youngest son encouragingly, "Although it is good to be humble, excessive humility is unwarranted arrogance in the eyes of others, and it often attracts the envy of villains. This is knowledge that the collections of books in the Great Library will not teach you. He turned and walked to the door, "Next, I'll take over the logistics." This war—" he paused and sighed, "it's far from over!" ”

The door was pushed open, and Teresa stood in the door expressionlessly: "Brother, come with me to the Inquisition." ”

"What's the matter?" Kia subconsciously asked.

"The director said he needed the best doctor in all of Sarion, so let me call you over."

"Is His Excellency Dante injured too?"

"No, he just asked you by name."

Inquisition, meeting room.

Essius sat in front of Dante, looking at each other with a good eye. The latter didn't care, just intently flipped through the mountains of dossiers in front of him.

"I'm in a bad mood right now." Dante flipped through the paper and muttered to himself. "Wandering abroad, I was recalled to the capital by the king's decree, but I was almost buried alive in the ruins of the prison by my old friend many years ago, and when I returned to the prison, I had to deal with a mountain of files, and I also found some shady scenes that made people angry and helpless." He raised his head and met Estheau's gaze, "How would you react if it were you?" ”

"......" Ai Xiu was silent, he didn't know what the other party's words meant, so he could only be silent. Dante chuckled, disimpressed.

"Unexpectedly, you are the third drunkard."

"Drunkard?" Ai Xiu was puzzled, he keenly caught some information, but he didn't dare to be sure, "The old drunkard's apprentice?" ”

"The response is not slow, and the understanding is not bad. Of course, it's still much worse than me and Trevor. ”