Iroh sends Irene back to Seapine's castle, and Mel wants to go, but is driven back.

"Stingy!" Mel said viciously.

"It's not a matter of being stingy or not, you can't follow right now." Iroh said.

"What are you going to do that you can't let me see?" Mel continued to speak viciously.

"You don't have to worry about what we're going to do, and have you done what I told you earlier? Just ask this and that. Iroh poked her forehead lightly, "If you don't finish the mission and I'm going to clean up the mess for you, you'll have to be locked up for a year or two." ”

"I'll go!" When Mel heard the word mission, she immediately came to her senses, but as she left, she glanced at Erin, clenched her fists, and made a "come on" gesture to Erin.

"Don't go yet!" Iroh said angrily and amusefully.

"Go, go, don't rush!" After Mel finished speaking, he ran into the center of the college district and began to investigate.

After sending the troublesome spirit away, Iroh turned his head to look at Erin, "Let's go back too, shall we?" ”

"Hmm!" Erin seems to be in a good mood today, I don't know why, maybe Iroh is about to dance with her at the prom? Iroh didn't know either.

After dinner, Iroh walked to the door as usual, and was about to say goodbye to Erin, but Erin grabbed her by the sleeve.

Iroh turned around and saw Erin staring at him intently behind him.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I want to go out into the streets." Erin replied.

For Erin's small request, Iroh basically won't refuse, not to mention that it's still early, and most people don't go to bed so early, so it's natural to go out for a walk now.

This town has grown rapidly, and in the six months since Iroh arrived, there have gone from only a dozen small shops to dozens of them, where there are not only princes and nobles with enough spending power, but also many researchers in magic-related industries, whose spending power and desire to consume are incomparable after boring academic research.

The two walked through the brightly lit streets, silent all the way, and just when Erin was thinking about finding a suitable topic as a starting point, Arlo suddenly spoke: "Erin seems to be very happy today, what can I say to share?" ”

"Of course, I'm on the same starting line as Queen Elizabeth today." Erin met Iroh's gaze with a smile.

"Have we met Elizabeth today?" Iroh smiled when he saw her smile as if he had been infected.

"Women are creatures that compete with each other in secret." Erin said, taking out the ring, "Look! That's it! ”

"What's wrong with this ring?" It was impossible for Iroh not to recognize the physique ring, but for him, the physique ring could not be associated with Elizabeth.

"Because I can tell Edward and Iroh apart, I'm on the same line as her!"

Hearing her say this, Iroh couldn't help but gently squeeze her hand, and then said, "It's Iroh who will do this, otherwise it's Edward, and you're already at the end." ”

Erin subconsciously saved Iroh's arm, and the night was still long, and the two walked the streets until late at night.

The royal capital of Visa.

King Visa was angry, but it didn't help him to be angry. The three words "executor" had already formed a nightmare imprint in his mind.

The point is that the executor, the executor who spoke in place of the Pope, said not a word was wrong, the strength of the power could not be compared, and the reason was also unreasonable on his side, and the king of Visa felt a deep sense of frustration.

But why is this happening? Something wrong with something that was handed down from your ancestors? Sacrifices should have been outlawed in the first place? From the beginning to now, all the routine activities of Visa are all wrong?

King Visa couldn't figure out that he had sacrificed so much and was completely rejected by the Templar in the end, this feeling was too bad for him, his mind was completely stuck in a dead end, and the ancestors asked him to continue walking, but the road ahead had been completely blocked by the Templar See.

"What to do!" King Visa raised his teacup fiercely, but just as he was about to fall, he suddenly stopped.

He was not a tyrannical person in the first place, and even if he wanted to vent his temper, he was not willing to cause damage.

In essence, King Visa's personality can even be described as suave, except that there is this bloody and strange sacrificial tradition in the tradition of the Visa's royal family, the Rusfil family.

"Your Majesty!" King Visa made some small noises in the study, which seemed to startle the guards outside the door, so the guards immediately made a questioning voice inside.

"I'm fine!" King Visa immediately said, "Keep patrolling!" ”

"No, Your Majesty, someone asked to see you." So said the captain of Visa's royal guard.

King Visa frowned, and then said to him, "I don't see, didn't I say before, no one should come and disturb my rest?" How? Do you want to rebel? ”

"I thought His Majesty would want to see him, so I brought him here." For the first time, the captain of the royal guards disobeyed the orders of the King of Visa.

"Bold! The Holy See doesn't dare to hold me accountable, do you still want to ride on my head now? Is it really the other way around? "King Visa was so angry that he wanted to pour all the anger he received from the Holy See on the captain of the guard.

"This ......" The captain of the guard turned around in embarrassment, and from the silhouette of the window, it seemed that he was looking at the person next to him.

Seeing this, the people around him also waved their hands at him, signaling him to leave, and the captain of the Wangcheng guard immediately bowed, and then ran away.

"Don't embarrass him, he's the one who ventilates for me." Roland's voice came from outside the door, "Open the door, your door is locked, I don't want to break it." ”

"Who are you?" King Visa tried to listen to the voice of the man outside the door, and he found that he could not make out the voice, so he questioned.

"My current status is the executor of the Holy See's number 07." Roland responded.

"Hasn't the Holy See already promised to forgive me from my sins? How? Want to backtrack? A sneer crossed King Visa's lips.

"Don't worry, although my current identity is this, I didn't say that I wanted to use this identity to meet you." Roland said, knocked on the door again, and then said word by word: "Brother, I am going to come to see you as the deceased Grand Duke of Roland, I wonder if you will open the door for me?" ”

"......" The door hesitated for a moment, and then only a commotion was heard, and the King of Visa immediately ran to the door and opened it.

Outside the door, Roland stood in front of the King of Visa, his face had not aged for decades, except that his hair color had changed from the original lilac to pure black.

"What is this?" King Visa looked at him in amazement.

"I've mastered the demons, and I've proven that the family ritual is nothing more than a meaningless evil spell, do it yourself, Flanda I've brought it back to you, but from this day forward, his guardian is no longer you, but me, and I'll check on her regularly, don't let me down, brother."

Roland had only come to explain the matter to King Visa, and after saying that, he turned and left, not at all wanting to hear what King Visa had to say.