August 1733 in the solar calendar, Pamela Kles

"Why are you back again?" Less than a minute after Kenji ran past, Gegs saw her turn and come this way again.

Reaching the knight's side, Rias whispered, "Modrye pulled into Palinda's house. ”

"Since that's the case, just wait. Don't try to find out. Gegth looked at the woman and felt that she was restless.

"I'm not a crow, I don't have that much to do, now instead of studying Modrella, let's think about whether I can ask Sanderley for help..."Rias bit her lip at the mention of him.

"Forget it, His Majesty didn't say anything anyway, Potners has a bad relationship with you, there's no need. "The two countries are notoriously on bad terms, and even the knights of the Holy White Fortress know this very well.

"It's not good, really. Speaking of this, Lias swung his fist, "Forget it, in case His Majesty the King blames him, I will bear it alone." ”

"It's your fault. The knight reminded her with a frown.

"Ahh ”

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In the dungeon, the interrogation was over, and the Inquisitor had left last night, having achieved everything she wanted, leaving the failed dragon messenger behind. This originally dark and damp dungeon was unexpectedly beautiful because of the faint blue light of the sealing magic, and the sound of the ticking water combined with the blue halo on the rock was like some kind of magic cave, as long as there was no other light source to break the haze, the rest of the people in it could imagine for themselves. It's not that difficult, as long as the body is not tied down and the spirit is good enough.

Nichol was still lying on the torture bed before, the things that tortured him were scattered next to him, and Rukia had taken most of the roots of the spell tree, but a few of them were red and no longer absorbed, so they were thrown here. Unlike before, now he is very conscious, the dragon's eyes are shining with a faint yellow light and he is looking at the blue roof in a daze, no one disturbs him, not even the nightingale, and now there is only the sound of water drops in this cell.

"What are you thinking?" said a woman's voice from a distance, accompanied by the sound of slight footsteps.

"Why didn't you knock me out? Just leave me here, don't worry?" Nickle snorted as he squinted at Jasmine as she walked in.

"No need, the dragons have stopped rescuing you, and we have got the information we want, so we don't need to continue to stun you. Walking over to the dragon envoy, Modella moved a chair and sat down.

"Desecrate my memories and deceive my feelings, you are despicable enough. "Nichol is much calmer now, and the commotion when he first woke up was a bit scary.

"No way, you won't tell you, we can only do this, who made us stand on different sides from the beginning, and our identities are very different?" Picking up the root of the spell tree on the table, Modryla played with it.

"What do you want to do now? are you here to kill me?" Nichol said, closing his eyes.

"Nope. "Jasmine Rah shakes

Shaking his head, "I'm not here to kill you, it's because I've got a lot of information from you, so I want to talk to you, talk about it." ”

"Just tie me up and talk about it?" Nickel laughed, "You races are really interesting. ”

"You think we're interesting, and if I let you go, can you promise you won't attack us?" asked Modrila directly.

"Even if I say no, can you believe it?" Nickel opened his mouth, a dragon's breath brewing in his mouth.

"Of course I dare. But first—" Jasmine said, getting up and coming to the dragon envoy's side, "Primordial Spirit, please return this life force to his master." The puppet pinched the root of the spell tree in his hand, and the branch was like a cotton cloth, and the absorbed blood in it was forced out by this squeeze, and the dragon blood returned to the dragon envoy's body, "It's not all, but it should be enough for you to recover, right?"

"What do you want to do?" Nickel was a little overwhelmed by this action, he never expected that the other party would help heal his body.

"Untie your bonds. He shouted to the side, and although there was no one in that direction, the seal that bound Nikkor suddenly grew larger, from a close-fitting bondage to an entire area of the cell.

Nickel immediately jumped up when the restraint disappeared, he moved his body, so many days of restraint made him feel very stiff all over.

"That's enough to show my sincerity, isn't it?" said Modelilah, coughing suddenly.

The cough caught Nikkle's attention, "You... Never mind. The dragon envoy shook his head, he looked around, and found the fact that the seal was still there, "Is that all sincerity?" he snorted again, then turned around and sat down on the Xingtai, "I don't have anything to say to you, either kill me or let me kill you, but I don't really need to come." With that, he lifted one leg and placed it on the other, making a position that would be relaxing for a human.

"I know what you're trying to say, the Yuan Spirit has indeed taken away a lot of my life force. Moselilla pressed her chest.

"You know, but you're also a renunciated believer, you should know. Nichol's expression at this time was a little gloating, "When you cough, it means that you have no extra life to squander, and there is probably a month left, your cough will get worse and worse, and finally die." ”

"I'm not a believer in the primordial spirit. Instead of denying his opinion, Modrilla corrected the most basic point, "I just once discovered the existence of the Yuan Spirit, as well as your existence, as a scholar. But I just peeked at it and didn't continue researching..."

"Why? aren't we stronger than what you believe in now?" Nichol was suddenly happy when she heard that she had discovered these things herself, but Modelella's attitude next was irritating.

"Because you've been forgotten, there's always a reason for that. When I peeked into this knowledge, I understood that you are not weaker than the current gods, and I am even more afraid, and there must be a reason why history has made you forgotten, and I can't understand it, so I stopped researching. ”

"Ignorant of the faint of heart?" Nickel sneered, "You humans are really... Cowardly..."Nikkle's expression was sad at this time

It's not that he doesn't know that he has been forgotten, and it's not a joy when people find out that they exist but don't dare to touch them because they're afraid.

"But like you said, even though I don't believe in the primordial spirit, I'm still using its power. My understanding of this belief is an equivalent exchange, I have not been given any favors, barter, life for life, blood sacrifices tend to get the most power, maybe that's why it's forgotten?"

"What do you know!?" Hearing the puppet describe the Yuan Spirit, Nikk, who was originally quite calm, got angry, and he smashed the torture bed under his ass with a punch, "What do you think the Yuan Spirit is? It fell from heaven like you heretical gods?"

"I know it's the embodiment of nature. "Modrilla still understands.

"Then do you know what nature is? Everything is in order, everything is in cycle, and you never thought that it itself does not have the power to give you? ”

"You mean... Transforming the power of my sacrifice is the limit?" Modrilla rolled her eyes, she had never thought about the question, "Then it's too weak, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know anything about it, what she does to this world, you races can't understand it for a lifetime!" Even if he said Yuan Ling, Nickel felt shame, he gasped repeatedly, and the dragon's breath churned in his mouth, but he was still restrained. As he said before, he won't attack these races now, and when he says that he must do it, "Even if you're not a believer, you just use it, the primordial spirit is willing to respond to you! It even agrees that you use it to fight us..." Even if you have fallen into this, it has not given up on you... I don't know what it's trying to do!"

Having said this, Moselle felt that she did have a problem with her understanding of the old faith, but the topic could not stop here, and since she had opened the other party's chatterbox, she had to continue, "If you really know all this, then why did you choose to be our enemy?"

Hearing this, Nikkor suddenly became nervous: "What do you know?"

"I already know from you that your father, the Dragon King, fell into a deep sleep and couldn't wake up, and the dragons thought it was all caused by our heretical gods, right?"

"Hmph, I don't have anything to say. Closing his eyes, the dragon envoy was in pain, and it seemed that his useless self had revealed all the most crucial things, "I only want to die." There was nothing left to pay for his sins, and Nikkor was devastated.

"Don't sigh yet, I'm wondering, how do you think this is justified?" Modrilla leaned her face in front of Nikkle, "Even a cowardly scholar like me who knows nothing knows that believing in another god doesn't have any detrimental effect on another. How could you not know such a simple truth?"

"Father is not a god, and those you believe in are not gods at all. Nichol nudged the doll's body, he didn't like the feeling of being pressed, and the dragon envoy stood up to leave a little space for himself.

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