Yuri sat behind his desk in a daze, reflecting on what he had done, and he felt that he was not suited to be a prosecutor, even though it was an enviable position.

He also had a hard time accepting the way his mentor taught him how to handle things, and every time he made such a decision, he could think of Stratholme who was still raging in the dark arts.

His family died in that city.

They may still be saved, or they may not be killed by the soldiers who are supposed to protect them.

"Your Excellency the Prosecutor, do you want to continue?" An arbiter who served as a prosecutor's escort asked Yuri.

Yuri glanced at the arbiter with a blank expression, and when he saw the strange look in the latter's eyes on him, he woke up, and he shook his head and said, "No, rest." I have something to consult with my mentor. ”

He was the first to get up and walk out of the interrogation room, down the dark hallway, to the innermost high-ranking prosecutor's office.

Torches were fixed to the wall on the right, and Yuri passed by the burning torches, his young face flickering brightly and darkly.

In the interrogation rooms on the left, one after another, one soldier after another could be heard from time to time.

It's nothing more than that they are not spies of the undead of natural disasters and so on.

Yuri shook his head, he quickened his pace, he really didn't want to hear that anymore. He felt that his colleagues and what he was doing must have been against the Light's will.

How can the Light cleanse its followers? Isn't it all-encompassing? Could it be that the Grand Commander misunderstood the Light's intentions? And that undead spy is also because of other coincidences?

You know, these people who are questioned are their brothers!

Confused about these matters, Yuri knocked on the door of High Prosecutor Eric.

"Please come in!" Mentor Eric's majestic voice came from through the door.

Young Yuri's arm shook unconsciously a few times, and he hurriedly straightened his uniform and the red robe on his chest, until his body was neat and tidy, and then he took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

Gently closing the door behind him, Yuri stole a glance at the desk not far away, where his mentor Eric was sitting upright, quill pen in his hand writing quickly.

"Stop standing stupidly and find a place to sit." Eric didn't look up, he cupped his eyes on the bridge of his nose and said, "There's juice, bread, and fresh fruit in the cupboard over there, take whatever you want." ”

Young Yuri's heart warmed, and his mentor always cared about him very much at all times, just like his own father.

Yuri didn't bother to get anything to eat, he sat down on a nearby wooden bench, patiently waiting for his mentor's work to finish.

The room was silent, save for the rustle of Eric's quill pen as he wrote on parchment.

Yuri looked around, he had been here many times, and there was nothing worth noting, and he quickly focused his attention on his mentor.

Once upon a time, the guru's head was also covered with white hair?

Yuri looked at the Mentor in distraction, remembering that when he became his apprentice to learn the Way of Light, Mentor Eric still had black hair.

Now his thick black hair has turned gray.

Yuri's distraction was quickly noticed by Eric, who raised his head slightly, his eyes out of his glasses under the bridge of his nose, and looked at the apprentice who was staring at him in a daze.

Eric put down the quill pen in his hand, took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and rubbed his eyes.

"Tell me, what did you come to me for?" Eric rubbed his eyes and said, "Is there anything you can't figure out again?" ”

"You are the most gifted apprentice I have ever met, and I would be happy to tell you everything I know about the Way of Light."

Eric's words woke Yuri out of his stupor, and the latter pursed his lips, not knowing how to tell his mentor what he was asking for.

After all, your own mentor is really good to you.

"I—" Yuri looked at his mentor's smiling face, unable to speak.

"Do you have anything to hide in front of me?" Eric looked at his apprentice with a smile and said to him encouragingly, "Say whatever you want." ”

Yuri let out a long breath, and he set his eyes on the portrait of the archbishop behind his mentor, and quickly said what he wanted.

"I applied to be transferred out of the prosecutor's ranks, and I wanted to go to the barracks on the front line and become a chaplain."

After saying these words, the room became unusually silent, and Yuri lowered his head as well, not daring to look at his mentor's disappointed face, he felt that he had failed his mentor's expectations.

Eric was a bit of a surprise at first, but he recovered quickly.

He shook his head with a wry smile and said, as if talking to himself, "Really, that's true of your uncle Old Yuri. So do you today. Are you all like this......

Eric didn't say any more, he smiled wryly for a moment, and then opened the drawer under his desk.

Yuri looked up at his mentor in some surprise, he had expected his mentor to persuade him, or scold him.

Eric didn't stop his apprentice, and in his opinion, his apprentice must have been unable to figure it out because of his recent work.

However, according to his ideas, going out and seeing more of the outside world will be very helpful to his growth and experience. After all, people have to go through setbacks to grow.

"Take it and give it to the Grand Prosecutor of the Valley of the Hearth, the Great Sage of Demethya." Eric quickly filled the parchment he had taken out of the drawer with words and handed it to his apprentice.

"Right now, it's the only place where there are a large number of undead scourges, let's train there for a while. I believe that spending time there may change your mind. ”

Yuri hurriedly got up, dodging his mentor's gaze and grabbing the parchment, but to his surprise, the mentor didn't let go.

He looked up at his mentor, who was smiling at him.

"Yuri, the vacillation in your heart at this time actually stems from the ambiguity of your own position. When you really understand where you stand, you won't be as preoccupied as you are now. ”

Yuri bowed his head wordlessly, but at the same time he thought about the soldiers who had been wronged as undead spies and died tragically in Stratholme's family......

Yuri couldn't help but shout in his heart and asked, Holy Light, can you tell me, is this really your instruction?