"Don't tell me your foolish skills, it's useless. Keep it for the 'lost lambs' who come to church regularly every week to pray, they don't have the belief that they will die, I do! ”

Suddenly, the Chief heard in the ears of the Chief, the kind old man of the Priesthood Church branch in North, saying to him: There will never be a day of revenge and the suffering of the Avengers, and your mother will not want you to go astray. Let the past pass, and forget the grief. Let go of this hatred in order to reap the future, and your future will be power and glory in your hands.

It's so good, it's so easy, it's exactly the same as what the person in front of you said!!

"I also thought about forgetting, thinking about getting rid of this and living the life of an ordinary person - but I can't forget." With his hands on the conference table, the chief tilted his head back and said in a calm voice, "Pretend I've forgotten everything from the past, pretend I don't remember what happened, pretend my mom never appeared in my memory, pretend she didn't suffer like this...... Deceive yourself and make up a me, without hatred, so that I can live a happy life? ”

"That's right, when my mother was being slashed by a thousand knives, she was still covering my eyes with her last strength. Mom is so kind, she must not want me to know who the murderer is, and not let me go for revenge—" he whispered.

Cesar listened quietly, and the spiritual power hidden under the white robe surged. He could feel some kind of terrifying obsession in the chief's calm words, far more violent than the storm outside the window.

"But I can't forget! Mom died, her hands slipping from my face. I opened my eyes and saw my mother's killer with my own eyes, his face still appears when I have nightmares, how can I sleep peacefully without killing him! ”

The Chief glared at Cesar with a crackled gaze and a low, beastly roar, "Go and tell your son, go and tell your wife, Noel Hilbot, their most hated bastard." He is now above all people, he has come back for revenge, and his heart has never let go of his hatred for you! ”

Noor's voice was soft and beautiful, as if he was reciting poetry, but it revealed the killing intent of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.

"How can I let go of all this without killing the people who hurt my mom and lied to my brother? If there really is a god in this world, then he must have eyes, right? The wicked men, who have the blood of a city in their hands, wear this mysterious mask, hide in the noble and elegant halls for meetings, and live longer than anyone else. If God does not punish the wicked, then God should also go to the eye doctor. There is no need for such a world to exist. ”

Invisible coercion filled the hall, and the two looked at each other and were silent for a long time.

Cesar looked at the child sitting on the Mithril pedestal ten meters away, and finally let go of his tense shoulders like a deflated ball. He muttered, "Whatever you plan to do, I want you to think of one thing before you act on it." No matter how much you hate your family, you still have family blood in your body. ”

"I'm ashamed of the blood I have." Noel sneered viciously.

Alas. Cesar shook his head slightly, he stood up and gathered his robe, ready to leave.

As he reached the door, Noor's voice was heard.

"The Heavenly Punisher and the Princess's Lady Panishi...... Is there a connection? ”

The angry voice hadn't subsided, but Noel forced himself to keep his eyes on the present. He wants to complete his revenge, and he has a lot of work to do.

Cesar's grip on the doorknob stiffened slightly, but he didn't respond, his hand pressing down on the heavy metal grip.

Noor's face quickly darkened, and he asked without a trace of emotion, "Cesar Hilbot, I command you, in my capacity as the chief of the central organ of the Priesthood Church, to ask you to tell the story of what is being concealed. Five years ago, you left the party and went it alone during a royal hunt and didn't appear until the hunt was over. What exactly have you done during this time? It is impossible for the young princess to escape from the hunt on her own, and where she has fled, please answer me. ”

“……”

There was a long silence, in which the torrential rain crashed against the windows and flowed along the glass like a waterfall.

After waiting for a long time, Cesar finally spoke, "This is not something you can meddle in now......

Noel stood up, narrowing his eyes slightly, his hand holding the alchemy scroll trembling slightly.

However, Cesar's next sentence stunned him.

"Noor, when you recover from your injuries and return to the royal capital, I will tell you the truth about the princess."

Cesar suddenly lowered his shoulders, looking a little hunchbacked. At this moment, he looked like a tired middle-aged uncle, not an unattainable pope.

However, the feeling was only for a moment. When he opened the door, he was again the person in power who people hoped he would be, and he walked with a feeling of spring breeze.

Leaving Noir stunned, Cesar strode away without saying a word.

Nor stared blankly at his departing back, his body that had been tense like a string pulled to the limit, breaking apart.

His body fell uncontrollably down, sitting on the Mithril pedestal, gasping for breath. It was only a few breaths away from the Mithril pedestal, and his vitality plummeted to a dangerous level.

Noir lowered the white robe and cap, revealing a young face full of pain, and her long golden hair flowed smoothly.

"I didn't expect him to find out that I was injured...... In that case, why didn't he kill me now? Keeping me alive is the biggest threat to the Hilbots, isn't it? ”

Noel thought for a moment, and decisively gave up Cesar because of his old affection, which was impossible.

"Maybe it's because I still have value for him......"

He muttered to himself, tilting his head back on the Mithril pedestal, gasping for air.

Without the Priest's Certificate, Noor's strength was no different from that of an ordinary Sixth-Order Warlock. Marshal Cicero will end up so badly, just because he colluded in advance and is acting.

By the way, Cicero had just been dragged back to the military headquarters by Kaiser.

Norr looked down at the alchemy scroll in his hand, and his lack of spiritual power made it impossible for him to even cast the scroll.

This kind of alchemy scroll, itself is made of special materials, there is a layer of powder formed after the crushing of rare spars, only the high-level warlock for the depiction of the spell, can seal the spell on the scroll, once used, it can complete the instantaneous, minus the time of the spell chanting. Low-grade alchemy scrolls can be sold for high prices on auction houses.

In Noor's hand is the Spatial Positioning Teleportation Technique: Radiance-level Alchemy Scroll, whose value is even more incalculable.

If it weren't for the rush back for the meeting, he would be reluctant to use such a priceless scroll. Thousands of miles away, in a blink of an eye, it really deserves to be the power of space, the power of the king.

Speaking of the power of kings......

"Where the hell are you going? Why can't I sense you......" Noel slowly closed his eyes and muttered to himself.