"Looks like we were an unexpected guest! I think it's like a little doe in a mountain folk's fable that rushes into a hunter's trap, and Miss Magdal is a welcome welcome. Marquis You Xi smiled.

The nun stared at him with resentment, but more eyes fell on the hands of the High Priest of Merros, and the look of shock and trepidation on her face revealed the uneasiness in her heart; Lord Marquis turned his head: "Lord Priest, what are you going to do with this beautiful young lady?" ”

"You'd better not beat her mind, this woman's identity is complicated, and it's a trouble you can't afford to provoke." The Priestess of Merrose replied with a straight face.

"Ha, you're kidding, Lord Priest." Marquis Youxi laughed, "Woman—I have a lot of them, and I have always had little interest in provoking thorny roses compared to those women who are delicate and gentle, and soft as water. ”

The High Priest glanced at him.

He looked up at Magdal and said coldly, "I'll send you to Wood, and he'll know what happened." Until this matter is settled, he will oversee you on my behalf, Your Highness Princess, please take your own position. ”

He accentuated: "This is also for the safety of your life, there will be no next time, Princess Magdal." ”

"I don't need your mercy, despicable man," Magdal turned pale and gritted her teeth in refusal, "Under the pretense of intervening in the political disputes of other countries by the hand of the Temple, the laurels of the revered King of Fire, Geert Cloudtop, will also fall into the mortal dust and be stained with blemishes because of you, and you and others will be sinners after the incident of Ampesel." ”

Her eyes almost burst into flames.

Murros's expressionless face and the nun princess's words were almost the highest judgment for a devout believer, but they sounded painless to him. "The holy war is imminent, and Eruin is stale inside, and if he does not purify himself with the power of thunder, thousands of Li people will fall into the sea of fire, but sooner or later."

"In extraordinary times, extraordinary means are performed; Your Royal Highness, your opinion is nothing but a woman's foolish opinion. He dismissed Magdal's words one by one, and then raised the ring on his hand, "Besides, isn't that the only thing you care about?" I don't feel much more ashamed of you and me as naked as you face judgment before Martha—"

In Merroth's hand was an ordinary noble seal ring, made entirely of smelted silver, shrouded in a glimmer of light in the candlelight, with an olive branch carved into the ring, surrounding a flaming ruby in the center.

The emblem on the ring, with olive branches, flames and winds, and a crescent moon, is the family crest of the Sifah family.

The nun trembled for a moment, and her face turned even whiter.

Merrose glanced at the Marquis of Youxi, "Send her to Wood, and if he asks, you can answer truthfully." ”

"That's secondary, but I really don't want to meet High Priest Wood, and I can see that he doesn't like me." Marquis You Xi replied self-deprecatingly.

Murros didn't say a word, but he secretly sneered in his heart. Magdal lowered his head, his heart even colder, hearing them say this, the Wood Priest already knew this, but he didn't say anything.

"Whether it's Merros or the Lord Priest, they all represent the Temple of Fire and Cruz, but they are not Eruin, their best friends, or ......"

She lowered her head in a daze, not realizing that Marquis Youxi had come to her side, and the latter smiled slightly, ready to help her up. Magdal felt a pang of heartfelt disgust, and she shook her hand and said angrily, "I'll do it myself." ”

Unexpectedly, between pulling and pulling, there was a 'clanging', and a black and heavy thing fell from Marquis You Xi's hand to the ground.

It was a ring-shaped serpentine ring, representing the Ouroboros ring of the Oneness Society.

There was a slight silence in the room.

The faces of the three people in the room changed at the same time, Magdal raised her head, and looked at Merros and Marquis Yuxi in disbelief, her mind was like a pot of porridge boiled, and the mixed thoughts came up one after another, but finally precipitated into one word:

Run!

The nun princess's mind was like lightning, but her mind was clear, and she immediately got up and ran.

"Catch her!" The High Priest's voice came from behind, as if it had no emotion, as if a cold sword pierced the princess's vest, causing her to strike a spirit, and even the last trace of luck was completely eliminated.

They're really a bunch! How so!

Magdal felt her heart tighten, and she knew that if she was one step slower, she might not be spared. What's more, this secret is too big, and she has to tell others.

Wood Priest?

Magdal found herself suddenly frightened, and for a moment she was not sure if the big man who was her mentor and friend was also involved, and another figure immediately appeared in her mind—an overly young lord.

But is it too late?

The nun princess's heart was pounding, and she couldn't help but look back. But at this glance, time seemed to freeze before her eyes. She first saw Marquis You Xi close at hand, looked at her with a slightly regretful look, and then saw the cold and shining sword in the other party's hand.

"Don't ......"

Magdal felt her tears flow uncontrollably, and for the first time she realized that she was not so bent on death, and that she wanted to live, even if it was to return to her homeland and live a peaceful life.

The sword pierced her heart from behind.

Princess Antobro felt as if she had been struck by a bolt of lightning, and then the stinging pain spread, "I'm sorry, Griffiin ......"

The darkness gradually spread before her eyes.

……

In the inner courtyard of the Great Sanctuary of Andervoula, the rain fell from the patio like a silver horse in the dark and rainy night, washing the trees in the courtyard; However, in the midst of a bush, there was a conversation between two people.

"Hey, Jill. I said, wouldn't it be a little too risky for us to do this, this is the temple, you think, those big guys can crush us like a worm with just a finger of their fingers. ”

In an unknown place under the bushes, a piece of ground suddenly shook, and then the whole thing sank. It looked like a hole had been cut in the mud, and water and dirt poured in from the ground—

"Get out of the way!"

"Be quiet, ah-"

"Uh......h Phew, I said you shouldn't go out when it's raining, especially tonight, my newly bought clothes are all soaked, you see, it's all mud, it's all over. ”

"Cloth, you stole that dress." A voice kindly reminded.

"That's not the point, what's the difference between buying and stealing? In the end, people aren't paying for the stolen goods, well, to change the subject - I mean, the tunnel you found is completely unreliable, at least the people who designed it didn't think about the water. In my opinion, either his brain is in the same water as my clothes, or it's just the work of a stupid thief. ”

The voice paused, "Just like us." ”

"We're not thieves, we're thieves."

"Come on, Jill, we're thieves." The first voice said lazily.

"When this is done, we will be thieves, wait, someone is coming, you shut up!" A small head came out of the hole under the bush, and it had to be said that it was raining so hard that it took a while to wet all the hair on the head.

But the young man called Jill doesn't seem to notice, and if you look closely, you'll see that he has surprisingly large emerald green eyes, yes, it's a big goblin. The largest of the elves, if you don't pay special attention to their eyes, you'd think they're halflings, but they don't have as hairy hands and feet.

In any of Vaughnd's stories, goblins are beautiful creatures, and their distant relatives, elves are the embodiment of beauty. I have to say that the big goblins are the same, they are all quite delicate and beautiful races, but unfortunately they don't have a good reputation.

If the halflings who wander the continent and live in no fixed place are easy and hardworking, the great goblins are simply a place for thieves, and nine out of ten legends about them are related to thieves.

Of course, thieves are desirable, but thieves in real life don't have such a good reputation.

Jill and Bou are the glorious members of Ampesel's underground and shadowy brotherhood of thieves, of course, light or not, but audacity is a certainty. By chance, Jill gets a map, which is actually a blueprint, a secret blueprint for the underground tunnels of the Temple—

This is no ordinary thing.

If it were an ordinary person, it would definitely be hidden well, or it would either be burned altogether, or it would be sold for a good price as soon as possible, so as not to get into trouble. But Jill immediately had the idea of a 'model of thieves':

He decided to sneak into the temple to make a big deal!

It's just insane.

Of course, this is taken for granted in the eyes of the big goblin. In the ethics of the great goblin, the property between heaven and earth is ownerless, and those who have 'virtue' get it. It's hard to say what exactly this 'virtue' is.

Jill cautiously poked his head out, and by the only glimmer of light on the rainy night, the eyesight of the great goblin was a hundred times better than that of humans, in fact, he could see clearly even in the dark, but the pouring rain interfered with his observation, and it was not until the footsteps on the opposite side were very close that he shook his ears and heard that the other party was coming towards him.

"Shh He hurriedly turned back and made a silencing gesture to his companion, who was famous for his large mouth in the Brotherhood of Thieves, and once ...... No, there have been several times when he missed because he was so talkative.

It seemed to Gil that if it weren't for his talkative companion, the two of them would have spent at least half as little time in Ampesel's cell.

Luckily, this time the cloth looked well-behaved, perhaps because he was sorting out the mud on his 'new clothes'.

Jill's eyes quickly widened, and he saw three people coming out of the darkness, one after the other. One of them seemed to be carrying something on his back, and the three of them came to a stop on the other side of the courtyard and opened a lid from the ground. It was an exit on the other side of the tunnel, and Jill had a good memory, or rather, it was the basic skill of the Nightingale.

In the rain, soon the man carrying the bag put his things down. I only heard another person say: "This matter is too important, put it here first, and when Wood leaves, I will naturally find a way to send it out." ”

"Will Priest Wood be suspicious?" An urn-clad voice asked, the voice was very small, and if it weren't for Jill's long, pointed ears, he might not have been able to hear this sentence clearly.

"Don't worry, Magdal has often secretly left the temple these days, and when tomorrow is in chaos, others will naturally think that she has disappeared in the chaos."

The three of them exchanged a few words in the rain, but Jill was already on fire here, "Martha is above, the 'treasure' they buried is actually related to the high priest!" "—As a good Ampesel, especially for the thieves who know the upper nobility well and think about it day and night, of course you know what the name 'Wood' means.

He didn't even hear what the next few words were, and as soon as the three of them left, he climbed down and dragged his companion, and exclaimed excitedly, "Do you hear me, Bu, we have made a fortune this time!" ”

"Yes," replied Bou, angrily, "I hope the trouble is not as great." ”

"The risks are with the benefits, my partner."