One of the people in the projection was Swell, who was an unknown number of years younger, and he was eagerly yelling at the other person: "Murada, why did you choose to become a necromancer? Do you know that this will become the public enemy of the entire continent?"

"I know every one of my choices. Lucas, who was still using the name Murada O'Bright at the time, said calmly.

"You're! You don't know what a dangerous and difficult path you've chosen!" Swell yelled out in a faux puff, anger already making his face completely distorted and look particularly hideous.

"But this path can give me unparalleled power!" replied Murada without a trace of emotion in his gray eyes.

Seeing that Murada remained unmoved, Swell's tone softened: "Murada, I ask you to think about it again, and while you haven't changed jobs yet, it's still too late to turn back! You are already the deputy head of the Knights Templar, and as far as I know, there has never been a younger person than you in history to hold this position." I don't understand why you want to give up your future and become a necromancer, the mortal enemy of the Holy See?"

"A great future?" Murada smiled dismissively, "You're wrong, Swell. I can be sure that my position in the Holy See has reached its peak—there will be no change in at least five hundred years! Under the influence of the iron laws of the Holy See, I have no chance of advancing to the Holy Realm in five hundred years, and my life will not last that long!"

"The Iron Law of the Holy See? what is that?" asked Swell, confused.

"I almost forgot, your position is not enough, naturally you can't know the secrets of this Holy See. Murada smiled sarcastically.

"Of course I'm not as good as you. Swell said with some shyness. The two were about the same age, but Murada was already the deputy head of the Templar Order, and Swell, who was only a mid-level priest despite all his might. Of course, there are reasons for Murada's famous background, but Murada's outstanding talent that even the Lost Sword Saint Ophelas praised is the main reason.

"Swell, don't be presumptuous. I believe that your accomplishments in the Holy See will definitely be above mine. There was a rare flash of warmth in Murada's cold eyes, and perhaps only to this dear friend would he open his heart.

"Don't make fun of me, how can I compare to you?" Swell said with a flurry of his hand.

Murada smiled tolerantly, and did not answer, but instead introduced the iron law of the Holy See that was known only to the upper echelons of the Holy See at that time: "The so-called Iron Law of the Holy See is a special continental law specially formulated by the other eleven main gods for the Holy See after the Lord of Light won the battle of faith in the Continent of Eliat, in order to prevent the Holy See from becoming dominant on the mainland. Under the constraints of the iron laws of the Holy See, only one Sanctuary can exist in the Holy See. ”

"How can there be such a constraint in the Holy See?" Swell's surprise was.

"In order to prevent other forces from having any delusions because of this, the iron law of the Holy See has been carefully hidden, and only after becoming a high-level member of the Holy See and touching the threshold of the Advancement Sacred Domain will they be allowed to know. Murada sneered.

"So you've reached the edge of the Ascended Sanctuary?" Swell, looking at his best friend in shock. Murada is a rare genius in the mainland, he has become a tenth-level paladin at a young age, which is why he was exceptionally promoted to deputy head of the Templar Order, Swiel never expected that Murada would still have reservations.

"Actually, I'm already level twelve, and I've hit the Sanctuary more than once. But it's clear that I've made full preparations, and I've even mastered the rules after promotion, but I can't break through ......" Murada's eyes flashed with imperceptible anger.

"What's that? You've already tried to break through?" how come I don't know?" Swell yelled in a gaffe. He and Murada were almost inseparable, and he had never noticed anything unusual about his best friend, let alone something as big as the impact on the Sanctuary.

"Have you forgotten that every year since three years ago, I have been away from the imperial capital for a certain period of time?" Murada reminded.

"You're not carrying out the patrol order - are you using this as an excuse to leave the imperial capital and look for a breakthrough?" Swell suddenly realized.

"That's right, otherwise I'm so unlucky, every time I go on a tour, it happens to be my turn? Murada nodded.

"Why don't you choose to break through in the Imperial Capital?" asked Swell, puzzled.

"Everything was an accident, or rather everything was predestined. Murada lowered his eyes and sighed, "My first breakthrough came three years ago when I went out on tour, and that breakthrough failed unsurprisingly. Afterwards, I carefully summed up the experience of that time, and found that the reason for the final failure was not me, but was subtly interfered by some irresistible external force. ”

"The Iron Law of the Holy See?" Swell guessed.

"That's right. But I didn't know about the existence of the papal iron law at the time. So I consulted a sanctuary and learned from him about the existence of the Iron Law of the Holy See. Although Mulada's tone was calm, Swell, who knew him very well, could clearly feel the anger he had suppressed in his heart.

"Sanctuary, could it be the Lost Sword Saint Ophoras?" Swell easily guessed the answer. Although there were many geniuses in that era, none of them were able to successfully advance to the Holy Domain, looking at the entire empire, only the Sword Saint who chose to live in seclusion in the imperial capital was the only one who clearly knew the residence, but ordinary people did not dare and could not casually visit this Holy Domain.

All this was not a problem for Murada with a strong background, his ancestor Franco O'Bright had fought alongside Opiras, and Murada would have been received as a junior to meet the Juggernaut.

"It's Ophoras. Murada's blunt answer made Swell feel a little strange, and he noticed that Murada did not use honorific titles for the highly admired Swordmaster.

"Isn't there a way for the Sword Saint to let you break through the restrictions of the Holy See's iron laws?" "The Sword Saint's prestige is too great, and he is almost omnipotent in the eyes of the world. Swell felt that he should be able to give Murada some useful advice.

"The iron law of the Holy See was jointly formulated by the eleven main gods, and no matter how strong Ophelas is, he is only a mortal after all, what can he do?" said Murada disdainfully.

"And what were you going to do then?" Swell couldn't understand why he had chosen to betray the Holy See only now since Murada had been stuck by the Holy See's iron laws three years ago.

"What can I do?" Murada smiled bitterly, "I didn't realize the horror of the Holy See's iron law at the time, and the unbelieving ones were ready to attack a few more times, but the Holy See's approach made me feel chilled. ”