The very top of the battlements of the fortress.

General Finger and Knight Andillo had been ordered to retreat, and there were only two men standing against each other in the sea breeze.

"What kind of eyes are you? Think about what I saved your life and what you did to me, how do you think that the two of us should be in the opposite position. Julian held out two fingers and flicked the tip of his sword against his throat.

"No matter what you want to do, if you want revenge, take advantage of it now, otherwise let me get out of here, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future." In contrast to Julian's ease, Prince Harlan was extremely vigilant.

"Revenge? Now that Ipeya is dead, my revenge can be regarded as revenge. Now I don't have the slightest sense of hatred when facing you. ”

"Do you think I'll believe it, you thief who stole my holy sword!"

"The Holy Sword is not yours, and I did not steal it, but the Holy Sword chose me, not you. I think you know this better than anyone else. ”

These words reached Prince Harun's heart, and it was a thorn that pierced straight into his heart, and the slightest touch would make his heart painful. And the sword he was holding in his hand trembled slightly with his uneasiness.

"Tell me, what did you say to General Finger?" Prince Harlan seemed to realize his distraction, and he tightened the strength of his hand, and advanced his sword a point.

"All the facts, almost all of them, are said, starting from the banks of that little river and ending with the destruction of Alexandria. There is no addition or subtraction, no exaggeration, and no fabrication. Julian pulled his sword away again, "Except for one thing, and that is your relationship with the Society of Truth. ”

Hearing Julian say this, Prince Harlan breathed a long sigh of relief - although he didn't seem to have any change in expression on the surface, this change in mood could be seen in his eyes.

"You seem to be worried about the generals, they know who you really are. Julian said.

"If you want to use this to threaten me, I'll shut you up forever. ”

"yes, I'm looking forward to it. ”

Facing the blade that shimmered with cold light, Julian smiled confidently.

The town is located in a remote area, because it is not a necessary way to trade and does not have a relationship with words such as "prosperous", and even in broad daylight, the simple streets still seem a little deserted. Providing a trading place for the villagers of several nearby villages is the only function of this town. So after the weekly market, the streets are like a dead city

The old priest, dressed in an old black robe, walked on crutches down the empty street, and walked straight to a shop that was not listed. The door was locked, but there must have been someone inside, as there were still a few wisps of smoke from the chimneys of the houses behind the shop.

The old priest tapped the door vigorously for 10 minutes before someone finally agreed.

"Who's going to let you take a nap!" the wooden door opened a small crack in the door, and one eye inside was faintly visible.

When he saw a strange old priest standing at the door, the person inside snorted coldly and quickly closed the door.

"Wait!" said the old priest, "Hello, for God's sake, can you let me finish my sentence before the door closes?"

"We're all starving to death, and we don't have the money to donate to church. ”

The door was opened, and this time it was possible to see a thin, dark-skinned boy of about 13 or 14 years old. He glared impatiently at the old priest with disgust in his eyes.

Although the town was under the jurisdiction of the Papal Dominion, the attitude of a child showed that the inhabitants of the town were already extremely disgusted by the increasing variety of taxes and miscellaneous taxes of the Central Church.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just going to get some chairs for my church. Although he was treated very unkindly, the old priest kept a kind smile.

"We don't have chairs. ”

"I saw an axe carved into the wooden sign outside your shop. Isn't this a carpenter's shop?"

Hearing the old priest say this, the child thought for a while, and questioned in a tone that was still distrustful: "Will you pay for the chair made for you?"

"Of course. God's servants in the light never deceive. The old priest took out a silver coin from his robe and said, "I can pay a deposit first, and then complete it when it is finished." ”

The boy snatched the silver coin, pulled the door wide, and then turned and walked into the house, shouting as he went, "Dad, don't sleep, we have a job to do!"

The old priest who was left out waited for a while, hesitated, and did not immediately follow up.

If a few months ago, let alone the chief judge, even if any of the Holy Inquisitors were present, people were honestly afraid that the slightest mistake would lead to the guillotine, but now, the chief judge, who has lost his power and position, has to do everything he can to curry favor with a child in order to enter a dilapidated doorway. Such a contrast is truly ironic.

Syxtus knew very well that once he walked through this door, there was no turning back. He's not buying a few chairs for his chapel, he's making a deal with the devil.

However, as the saying goes, "there is no turning back when the bow is opened", the chief judge finally couldn't resist the desire in his heart, raised his feet, and stepped into this simple door.

"It seems that you did not make the wrong choice. After seeing Prince Harlan withdraw his sword, Julian smiled calmly and said, "But can we change places, the sea breeze here is too salty." ”

"Why should I listen to you? Prince Harun said disdainfully.

"In such an open place, you don't want our words to be heard by a third person. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Prince Harlan nodded and said, "Okay." I'll see what you're doing. ”

A few minutes later, Prince Harun and Julian walked side by side through the fortress. Wherever they passed, the soldiers who were patrolling and training would immediately salute respectfully, with a solemn and loyal attitude, and there was no pretentiousness in their eyes.

This made Prince Harun's heart a little furious. He could clearly feel that the respect of the soldiers along the way was not for him as a prince, he knew the character of the knight of Andillo, and Andilo, who usually did not talk much, would definitely be cautious in his words and deeds during his stand-in, and would not have too many eye-catching performances, so the respect of these soldiers for Prince Harlan himself was more out of courtesy to the royal family, but the eyes of the soldiers looking at Julian showed that Julian had already established his prestige in his army.

Prince Harun knew that he was no match for Julian if he fought alone, but if he had not suppressed the idea of mobilizing his troops to kill Julian, I am afraid that no one would have obeyed his orders.

This kind of Julian is too terrifying, and he is no longer the nerd knight that Prince Harlan remembers that can be easily manipulated and deceived. What is it that makes a man's heart change so subversive in just one month? Prince Harun had no way of knowing, but he now clearly felt that he had gradually fallen into Julian's grasp.

They came to the underground armory. After repelling the soldiers on duty in the armory, he closed the door of the armory and locked it from the inside.

"Alright. There are only two of you and me left in this place, what do you want to say?" In order to hide the uneasiness in his heart, Prince Harlan deliberately raised his voice.

Julian didn't reply, and with a "swish" he pulled a golden-colored sword from one of the scabbards at his waist.

The golden light immediately filled the entire armory, and Prince Harlan had to raise his hand to shield it so that his eyes would not be dazzled by the glare of the holy sword.

"Maybe you don't like it at all, but I just want to make a deal with you. Julian said.