Late at night, in the firelight, Finn, Arya, Arroyo, Raymond and Sua finally followed the streets of the city to the gates of the Cathedral of Tiamagos. The unknown half-elven girl lay on Arroyo's back with confused eyes, and the young thief held her back steadily, watching as the young paladin stretched out a hand in front of him and pushed open the iron door to the Great Hall.

The main entrance of the church was not completely closed before the crowd arrived, and a piece of iron that looked like a lock was thrown aside like a child that no one wanted, and the half-hidden door clearly told everyone that the place was not safe.

On the way to the parish, Suya had already told Finn about the upheaval of the night. From the mouth of the nun lady, I learned that a large number of undead creatures crawled out of the cemetery and cemetery in the city of Hurengue without warning, and the shepherds who appeared in the city at some point carried the soul-attracting lamp and commanded the undead creatures to kill people everywhere and set fires, and the dead citizens in the houses and on the streets were constantly transformed into new undead by the corpse witches, and Hurenger's intruder lineup quickly formed an unstoppable force like a snowball according to this momentum, It didn't take long for the Cathedral of Tiamagos to become a target for undead creatures and shepherds.

Since the Marshallese priest had taken most of the Mithril Knights from the church on a business trip to the Faentan Empire in response to Pope Medrus a week earlier, and Priest Mercas happened to be out on the spot before the church was invaded, the priests and paladins in the church were quickly routed by the cultists and their undead forces, while Suya escaped from the church with a few remaining cleric companions after the battle.

Fein pushed open the doors of the church with Arya and Raymond standing beside him. When the door to the hall of the Great Hall was pushed open by the young paladin, everyone present immediately smelled a strong smell of blood wafting out of the hall, and Miss Nun, who was standing slightly behind Arroyo, immediately covered her mouth sadly.

She couldn't hold back her tears, but her mind was uncontrollably reminded of the tragic images of the clergy fighting to the death against cultists and the undead in the church.

Finn frowned and glanced at the scene in the Great Hall, where the benches for prayer had been dismantled as he had seen last night, the corpses of priests and paladins littered the stone floor of the hall, foul blood and stomach-upsetting shredded flesh were everywhere, and the single beds for the purple-spot patients were a mess on the floor, but the sick patients were nowhere to be found. The reddened moonlight from the fire shone through a stainstained glass window on one side, and the lonely marble statue standing in the depths of the auditorium became the only night watchman here, and the scene beneath the frescoes in the dome resembled a silent and solemn indoor cemetery.

With the Whirling Blade in his right hand, Finn opened the other half of the door beside him with his left hand, and then took a cautious step towards the depths of the Great Hall, deliberately hiding his anxious gaze everywhere to find the warlock girl who had the first encounter with him in this world. Arya and Raymond followed Finn with their weapons, and the young thief and Miss Nun, who were protecting the little half-elven girl, followed their companions into the auditorium when they turned around to make sure that there were no new undead creatures running outside the church door. The six young men were walking in the post-mortem church with a child, and suddenly, Arroyo pinched his nose and saw a corpse leaning against the wall twitching slightly, and immediately rushed to the others next to him to warn, "Hey, guys, there seem to be living people there." ”

The young people's attention was drawn to him, and they turned their heads to look at Arroyo, who then reached out and pointed their gaze at the man sitting against the wall of the auditorium.

Looking in the direction of their gaze, they saw a half-orc in silver armor lying dying under a large flower window on the wall of the hall, the orc had a hideous gap in his neck and chest, and the blood at his feet was dragged in the other direction to draw a blood-red curve, which seemed to show that he had crawled to the window and sat down against the wall after being seriously injured. Finn looked at his injuries and guessed that he might have awakened a talent in the orc bloodline to endure death and survive for a short period of time after receiving lethal damage.

Su Ya looked at the orc who was not far from death with white fingertips, and it only took her a moment to recognize the other party from her past memories, and she immediately shouted in a lost voice, "Knight Bergro!" ”

"Sister Sua......" Hearing the girl's voice, the orc knight, who was sitting on the floor of the auditorium with his head tilted against the window, seemed to regain consciousness a little, and the two eyes under his forehead slowly opened.

Bergaro half-opened two heavy curtains to look at the picture before him, and saw Miss Nun running eagerly to his side, crouching down, and in a panic holding the priest's emblem from her bracelet in her hand towards him.

"Please don't worry, I'll treat you right away." Su Ya comforted him with a crying voice.

"It's too late." He replied weakly, "I'm poisoned, and the healing magic has lost its effect on me. ”

"Then I'll go find the potion, you wait-"

When the words fell, the girl who was holding back her grief immediately got up and prepared to go to other places to find a potion bottle for him that could restore health, but he suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed it.

Miss Nun looked back at the orc Mithril Knight in a daze, only to see the other party smiling bitterly and shaking her head gently, the already desperate look seemed to say to her, "No, it's useless." ”

Suddenly, the young nun felt a great sense of powerlessness rudely crush the last taut string in her spirit, and as soon as the string that suppressed negative emotions was broken, she felt her tears gushing out of her eyes again, and suddenly she knelt beside the orc knight with a "bang", and then covered her face with both hands and sobbed.

Looking at the self-reproaching girl beside him with a very blurred gaze, Bergero adjusted his breathing, which was about to stop, sighed weakly, stretched out his large rough hand and gently stroked the girl's head, and expressed "It's not your fault" like a kind father comforting a frustrated child.

After a while, after the Miss Nun beside him held back her tears and looked at him again, the Mithril Knight of the Church noticed that there were other people behind Miss Sister standing aside and looking down on him, so he raised his head again with difficulty and looked at everyone, and asked, "Holy Warrior?" ”

Everyone turned to look at Finn, who stared at the orc's somewhat dilated pupils, then nodded lightly and took two steps towards the latter.

"A little more." The orc knight looked at the young paladin who was walking towards him, "Friend, my time is running out, I have something to say to you and Suya." ”

"Please." The young paladin came to the orc knight and knelt down on one knee, his eyes level at the latter's face.

“…… First of all, we creampied out two traitors. Bergro looked at the nuns and paladins beside him and in front of him, and then slowly spoke, "Count Drew and Priest Merkas are from the Shepherd Cult...... They colluded with the cultists, and they ransacked the auditorium. I tried to stop them, but I failed, the patients in the auditorium should have been carried by them to the Earl's Castle, and I heard the word 'sacrifice' in their words. ”

After saying this, he paused and took a slight breath, and his chest was slightly heaved with blood. I fell for a moment.

"Next is a piece of advice." The Half-Orc Mithril Knight continued, "Don't go to the castle...... Count Drew was strange that I had no chance of winning in front of him, that he could catch my sword with his bare hands and cut my throat without any weapons... Maybe he used some kind of spell, but I don't see how he casts it. ”

After saying this, he moved his eyes tiredly to look at the expressions of the two young priests in front of him, and sure enough, he saw a look of surprise on their faces.

"It's hard to believe, right? But that's exactly what happened. Then he continued, "Listen to me, and don't go to the castle...... Escalate this matter to the Church and let the Church deal with it, you are no match for the Earl. ”

"Can you ask a question?" A suspicion quickly crossed his mind, and Finn took advantage of Bergero's pause to breathe.

"Yes." Bergero looked at him and nodded, "But please hurry." ”

"May I ask where Count Drew is strange?" "I mean, apart from his strength." ”

“…… His face, her voice. ”

"She?"

"That's all I can say." The weakened knight struggled and gritted his teeth, "I broke the count's face in the middle of the battle, and the count's face was hidden under a white hard shell, which I am sure was not a jawbone but something else. As for her voice... Yes, she, her voice, the Count's voice became a woman's timbre and voice after that...... Gaztex is on top, I'm not lying. ”

Fearing that the young paladin in front of him would have doubts about what he had just described, Bergaro added an emphasis at the end of his sentence, and tried to raise his hand to swear to the gods they shared.

"I believe in you." The young paladin reached out and pressed the half-orc knight's arm, "What else do you want to say, right?" ”

"One more last word...... "The half-orc knight's eyes were misty, "private, it's okay if you can't finish it." ”

"I'd like to hear it." Fein exhaled softly and looked at him with a sincere expression.

At the same time, the nun beside the knight glanced sideways at the young paladin, and then looked back at him and nodded slightly, indicating that she was the same as Finn.

A smile tugged at Bogro's face.

He looked at the junior holding the giant sword in front of him and asked gently, "Friend, tell me your name." ”

"Finn Noe Ozerit." The young paladin did not hesitate to give his name.

"Thank you, friend, I will remember you......" Unconsciously, tears gleamed in the orc's eyes, "Please write down my last name, my full name is Bergro Bloodroar, Bloodroar is my clan, my hometown is located in the wasteland west of the Thorn Fortress of the Violet Kingdom. If it works, one day, please take our faith there, spread our order and goodness, my brothers and sisters are still tormented by chaos and fighting, they are dominated by primitive savagery, and the masters of the wasteland cannot be fooled forever...... I want to change there. ”

At this point, the half-orc knight's eyes finally dimmed, as if something had gone out, forever.

The exhaustion of life crumbled down on him, and the arm he had just raised slightly in an attempt to swear fell down at once, and the eyelids on either side closed again without opening any more.

"His soul ...... It's time to go. Su Ya whimpered and watched the knight in front of her slowly get up, and the priest's holy emblem bracelet was held in her heart as a gesture of mourning, "Towards the country of death...... The destination of the soul. ”

"We have an obligation to give him one last ride." Finn lowered his head and was silent for a second, then continued Suya's words as he looked sideways at the hand of a priest's corpse not far away to see a blood-stained white paper.

The young paladin recognized the book. He stood up, walked over and bent down to pick up the "Low Ring Divine Manual (Templar Church)", and with his dexterous fingers skillfully turned the book to the front page, the consciousness in his mind gave a command to the system in his body and paid 20 experience points to temporarily learn the name of the One Ring Divine Technique.

Closing the book in his hand, Finn took a bottle of holy water from a small altar in the corner of the auditorium and poured it on Bogro's lost body, then reached forward and lifted his paladin emblem forward in prayer according to the divine knowledge that had been settled in his brain.

The huge auditorium was silent for a while, and the body of the orc Mithril Knight, bathed in holy water, glowed with a thin layer of white light, and it didn't take long for it to return to the way it had been when it had been asleep. His face looked the same as before, but Finn, who was a paladin, and Suya, who was a priest, knew that the ritual of transformation of the undead could no longer disturb the martyr who had been sleeping for a long time.

"What are we going to do next?" Suya wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand, and looked at Finn with her somewhat red and swollen eyes.

"Guys, follow me." Finn turned to face his companion behind him, "Let's go to a place first." ”

"Where?"

"Not far away—right inside the church, at our feet."