"Why is the swordsman's certificate here with you?! Answer me where the director is!! ”

Before Executive Kaede Saki, who was standing in front of her and barely resisting the killing intent of the sword qi, could react, her shoulder was grabbed by Letitia and pulled backwards violently.

Completely ignoring the mood of her subordinates scolding her mother, Retitia, who jumped away with the help of the reaction force, showed a fierce light in her eyes.

The suffocating killing intent brought by the swordsman's evidence only reduced her movement speed in front of Retitia, and it could not subdue her. After all, the deaths she had witnessed were far more than Shu Xiaosheng, who had not been a swordsman for a long time.

"He's dead."

Through a hazy dust, Shu Xiaosheng calmly looked at Retitia's figure, and her tone did not have the slightest ripple, as if she was expounding a simple fact.

Leaping forward, through the haze, Retitia felt a chill in her heart.

The more lightly the other person acts, the heavier the meaning will be.

The black clouds surged, and Shu Xiaosheng stood quietly in front of her, looking indifferent. He stuck the pupil sword on the ground, and the pitch-black air continued to pour out from the sword, and a wisp of black smoke cast a shadow on his indifferent face.

This is the spiritual pressure brought by the swordsman's evidence, and Shu Xiaosheng knows very well that his next conversation cannot be heard by others.

Ignoring the black mist rising around her, Retitia's face turned slightly hideous, "Impossible, he can't die!" The hall chief is a ninth-order Venerable, and there are less than ten people in the entire Helset Continent who can defeat him, and these people are all ......."

All belong to the Church of the Priesthood.

She couldn't finish the last paragraph.

Letitia unconsciously covered her mouth, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and a little haze rose on her pretty face, as if she remembered something not so good.

She's always acting crazy, but she's not stupid.

She was the executioner and deputy director of the Inquisition Hall of Heresy belonging to the Church of the Priesthood.

The former is in autosuggestion, gradually seeing life as a sundry, and his hands are dyed scarlet. The latter is mired in ink-black quagmire, sinking involuntarily in the darkness, and the more darkness he sees.

Naturally, Retitia also guessed more or less what was going on.

But she didn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it.

"He's dead, and he's dead at the hands of someone he's protecting, it's tragic." Shu Xiaosheng mercilessly made up for it, "Although I don't know what your relationship with him is, you at least know that the transfer of the Hero's Certificate, in addition to the recognition of the Hero's Certificate, also needs to be ......"

Shu Xiaosheng slowly rubbed the hidden lines on the hilt of the sword, waiting for the other party's answer.

“…… The life of the previous hero's certificate is also needed. ”

Letitia looked up slowly, as if countless swords of shards made up her features, and a sea of blood was surging in her beautiful eyes.

"The Hero's Pass can only be transferred to the next one if the previous Hero's Pass holder dies. You inherited the swordsman's certificate, it can't be you've done it, otherwise you'll be killed by the swordsman's certificate - say, who killed him!? ”

"The cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackeys are cooking. The birds are all gone, and the good bow is hidden. He is out of the control of the central organs, and as a pawn, he has his own thoughts. As a weapon, he has his own morals and values. He went from being a prop to slowly becoming a decent human. However, there are people in this world who do not want to see him grow up, do not want him to disobey any cruel orders, and are afraid that he will one day find out the truth and take revenge...... Don't you have a little count in your heart about his death? ”

Shu Xiaosheng's tone was still so flat, but the hand holding the hilt of the Pupil Sword inserted in the ground clenched silently.

"Impossible!"

Shu Xiaosheng snorted indifferently, "Oh? Looking at your expression, don't you think of who? ”

"Shut up!!"

Retitia's gaze was awe-inspiring, and the Snake Curved Sword flashed with a sword light, and a torn whistling sound came from the gelatinous air.

This was her most powerful sword, an unprecedented blow, and a fierce sword intent rose in anger. In the heat wave, the blade of the bright snake with red light was pressing between the eyebrows.

But what Letitia didn't expect was that the person who stopped her was not Shu Xiaosheng, but ......

Beside Shu Xiaosheng, the girl who had been quiet since the conversation between the two opened the shining soul codex and softly chanted a mysterious incantation, and the obscure pronunciation touched the power of the spirit. If Knoll had been sober, he would have been amazed. This is an ancient text that has long been forgotten by the world, and only a few words have survived in the world.

The knowledge of ancient writing preserved throughout the continent should have been collected by the Priesthood Church.

The next moment, Yueyue's blue eyes revealed a faint halo.

"And God said, Thou shalt not hold thy anger till the sun sets."

And then, it was like thunder......

No, it was far more blazing than the thunder, like a supernova erupting, and there was a loud bang in the depths of Retitia's mind!

This sudden voice pierced through the spiritual pressure of the swordsman's evidence, and it was indeed like thunder to the ears of the heretical inquisition hall enforcers and adventurer guild members, and even the spiritual power in the body was stagnant when they heard it. But in Rettixia's ears, it is even more heart-stirring, containing the power to touch the soul.

Ninety percent of the soul impact of this spiritual level hit Retitia.

"Witch ......"

Retitia's eyes turned white, and she leaned forward and fell to the ground. She tried to stand up with her sword on her hand, but her limbs trembled like chaff, and her pupils dilated as if they were out of focus in the eyes in front of her.

“……”

Shu Xiaosheng looked at the well-behaved girl beside her with a confused expression.

"Month, month?"

"Miss Yueyue?"

Seeing that the girl did not respond at all, Shu Xiaosheng, who was originally in an extremely heavy mood, suddenly began to panic.

Noel is still unconscious, and there is no priest's certificate, in case of a fight with the fully formed Yueyue...... In the aftermath alone, everyone here is expected to die.

The girl was silent for a while, and slowly turned her head to look at Shu Xiaosheng.

There is no intimacy or warmth in his eyes, only residual hostility and inexplicable complex emotions.

"My name is Lilith."

Lilith slowly closed the Soul Codex and looked at Shu Xiaosheng, not knowing how to talk to her.

One month.

For a month, the time spent with him by the soul devouring himself, these memories are all in my mind.

It's not just that I've been calling him a father for the past month, including Shu Xiaosheng's previous sentence, "She's my daughter, not a witch...... He stood up for her and stood alone against the Inquisition of Heresy.

She remembered all of this and this clearly.

Glancing around, Lilith sighed inwardly.

A few minutes ago, the people here were aggressively trying to execute her.

Now, which of you is still standing?

"Let's go." Lilith sorted out her complicated feelings without leaving a trace, she turned to Shu Xiaosheng and saluted slightly, "This is not a suitable place to talk, I have something I want to tell you." ”

"I'm so scared of you." Shu Xiaosheng's brain twitched for no reason, and she murmured in response, "...... It's like a confession. ”

After saying that, he regretted it.

Maybe I'm bad at learning from the night, and my speech has become a little jumpy.

Well, no matter how you think about it, it's the fault of the night.