Each generation of the Holy See's Sons, whether chosen by the major dioceses or the Holy Sons of the Holy See, have their own mission and their own path to the future from the moment they are endowed with this title.

Burdened with what he thinks, or what many people think, the sacred mission, he walks the road that seems glamorous, but has no end.

At the end of that road, all races believe in the Father.

But both the Great Pope and the Holy Son knew that this was an impossible fantasy.

Even if it's fantasy, they are still walking this path.

For as long as Orpheus can remember, he knew that he would be the next generation of archpopes, and that he would be the future leader of the Terran religion.

Monrosa once told Orpheus that his greatest wish was to hold the Code in his left hand and the Holy Cross in his right hand, so that all races on the continent would be converted to the arms of the Holy Father.

Orpheus, on the other hand, disagrees, and his greatest wish is world peace.

Yes, world peace, that's what he thought when he was seven years old, and now at seventeen, he still thinks so.

At the age of seven, his wishes were naïve, and by the age of seventeen, he was far more mature than many people, but he still longed for this seemingly childish fantasy.

Sitting in front of Orpheus was a Beamon.

Although it was Beamon, Orpheus had a hard time associating the other party with the word "orc".

Unlike other vulgar and unbearable tendons, Beamon in front of him not only behaved elegantly, but also behaved appropriately, showing the demeanor of an ancient aristocrat in his gestures.

The old but very neat clothes, the old but not luxurious family crest, the old but majestic face, and the curvature of the corners of the mouth are just right, as if they are always smiling, giving people the feeling of a spring breeze.

This is how Edward III always felt for Orpheus, an ancient and noble nobleman.

Orpheus poured the tea from the teacup in front of Edward III and smiled.

As the patriarch of the Swan clan in the previous generation, Edward showed an aristocratic demeanor in his gestures, and maintained an aristocratic smile at all times.

"Your Excellency the Holy Son of the Terran Race, Mourinho, has he really taken refuge in your Terran Holy See?" Even when it came to his own son, Edward didn't have any mood swings.

Orpheus was silent for a long time, and did not immediately answer.

is also the patriarch of the two generations of the Swan clan who is famous in Beamon, and Mourinho gives him the feeling that he will always be that calm appearance.

Edward III, on the other hand, was like a wise man who saw through the world, as if nothing in time would interest him.

On top of that, Edward always gave Orpheus the illusion that this High Priest of the Crown of Bemon, with his elemental aura, was more powerful than Archmage Downey and Albert, and even more powerful than his father Monrose.

"No, Patriarch Mourinho, he is not defecting, nor is he taking refuge, according to him, your Beast Emperor Caesar wants to eradicate him for some political purpose, so it is just a means of self-preservation, and when I was in the Holy Light Castle that day, I also saw your Beast Emperor's personal guards kill the unconscious Mourinho." After Orpheus finished speaking, he felt a little helpless in his heart.

He wasn't provoking Edward and the Beast Emperor, he was just stating a fact.

And what made him helpless was that the Holy See thought that it was using Mourinho, and Mourinho was not using the Holy See and the Terrans.

The purpose of the Holy Mountain was only to ask for operational information about Beamon from the former first commander of Beamon.

And Mourinho, why didn't he want to use the human race to destroy the beast emperor Caesar in order to change the imperial flag.

"It doesn't matter what the truth is, what matters is that every Beamon thinks that Mourinho has defected to the Terrans." With a wave of his hand, Edward seemed reluctant to continue on the subject.

Orpheus sighed and said slightly: "Old patriarch, I have a question that I have been unable to figure out, can I take the liberty to ask for advice." ”

Edward smiled and nodded, from the bottom of his heart, he liked this gentle and elegant Terran child, but unfortunately, everyone was their own master.

"Whether it's you or the Beast Emperor Caesar, I'm sure you know that the Terrans and the Holy See will not give up those lands to you at all, so why do you rebel again?"

"For the sake of war!" Edward said categorically, "Just to go to war!" ”

"At war?" Orpheus subconsciously exclaimed, since he was under house arrest, he has not been able to figure out what the meaning of Beamon is doing this, and he believes in the dynamics of the demon race, since the Holy See knows, Beamon should also know, under this kind of continent-wide threat, why does Beamon still turn against the human race?

"Yes, thousands of years ago, our ancestors were defeated once, and when the two races fought a war, we were defeated again, so we can't be defeated again." Edward sighed slightly, "This is what His Majesty the Beast Emperor and every orc thinks in their hearts. ”

"If we negotiate peace, there will be no war, and there will be no victory or defeat, which is why you put us under house arrest and want to start a war again?" Orpheus asked puzzledly, "Aren't you afraid that the demons will take advantage of it?" ”

Edward shook his head and said: "I probed the spatial crack behind me, it is very unstable, the demons want to set foot on this continent again, and they can't do it in a short time, so we need a victory, just a victory, not for plunder, not for the land, whether it is in the Great Wasteland or in the Imperial City of Shabak, as long as there is a victory that can wash away all the previous shame." ”

Orpheus was stunned for a while, but finally nodded sadly.

He finally understood why Beamon had rebelled, this was the orcs!

At this time, Orpheus suddenly understood a little, and peace with a sense of shame was far worse than the banner of victory planted on the scorched earth.

Even if under the banner are countless Beamon's bones.

Edward left, and the unchanging smile on the face before leaving seemed to disappear.

Maybe he is also very contradictory, but even if he is contradictory, he is still a Bimon.

Orpheus sent Edward out the door, and turned back into the bedroom, where Ronningt and Albert sat with sad faces.

Orpheus smiled dumbly, five days ago the three of them entered Shabak under the escort of the Holy See Knights of the Cathar.

But no one expected that in the Beamon Palace, the Beast Emperor Caesar suddenly turned his face and became troubled.

Originally, the three of them had a chance to escape, but Orpheus stubbornly questioned why the Beast Emperor suddenly turned his face regardless of the innocent lives of the two clans.

Because the three of them lost the best chance to escape in vain.

Albert had asked Orpheus afterwards why he hadn't run, and Orpheus told him that he was the Son, so he couldn't run.

Albert is a very cautious person, and he is a spatial saint level, no one can stop him if he wants to leave, but Orpheus was raised by him, and finally under the joint efforts of the Far North Sword Saint and the crown high priest Edward, he was captured by mistake.

Lonningt didn't make a move at all, because he knew that he was just a soy sauce beater, and Beamon would kill him if he said he would, without blinking his eyes, so it was better to stay honest.

It is certainly his sacred mission to protect the Holy Son, but no matter how sacred it is, it is still not as important as his wife, children and father-in-law.

Today's Lonningt is no longer the kind of knight of dead dogma, in his cognition, the Holy See is not his home, but the Bloodhoof Tribe is his home.

For the sake of the Bloodhoof Tribe, he can even give his life on the battlefield because the tribe has his children, family, friends, and everything he has there.

But the Holy See is not his home, and it is not worth sacrificing for the sake of the Holy See.

Not to mention sacrifice, it is not worth shedding a little blood on your body.

Lonningte felt that he had this thought, and it was not contrary to his own beliefs, didn't it be said in the canon of the Holy Father, to love one's family, to love everything around oneself.

If you don't think about your family, this is what shakes your faith.

"War seems inevitable." Orpheus sighed and sat down next to the two.

Albert twisted his body uneasily, and said helplessly: "Fight and fight, what are these damn orcs doing with us." ”

On his head, there was a purple-red single-control aura, which was Edward's forbidden aura that restricted his magical element.