This is a very ordinary room in the church, the door is closed, there is no decoration inside, only a fresco nearly two meters high is hung on the wall, which depicts a world of ice and snow.

An old man in red knelt in front of the mural in prayer, pale hair sticking out of his hood.

"Squeak-"

The sound of the door being pushed open shattered the silence in the room.

"Get out of here, this is not the place for you to bother." The old man lowered his head and said, one hand slowly touching the long sword placed on the ground beside him.

"A slave knight?"

The barefoot nun slowly stepped into the room and looked at the kneeling old man, a playful smile on her lips, "You shouldn't be a guardian of painting. ”

"I'm Gale of Eiredel," the old man stood up, frowning at the nun, "an ash? What are you doing here? ”

"I'm Fried, as you can see, a resurrected ash, and as for my purpose, of course, I need to enter Eledre, the flame of this world is about to be extinguished, and I heard that there is still a fire in the world of painting." The nun stepped forward, half of her face covered by a wide hood, a mark resembling a burn could be seen in the corner of her right eye, followed by a knight in a black trench coat.

Gail fell into deep thought, at this time the world of painting began to corrupt for some reason, and Father Eredel, who was in charge of the restoration of the painting, needed to light the fire and burn the world. And the eldest lady, who inherited the master of the painting world and the bloodline of the goddess of sin, was able to draw a new world after seeing the flames ignite.

With such an ash at this time, it may be possible to speed up the process, so that the inhabitants of the painting world who have been tortured by corruption and turned into taboos can be freed as soon as possible.

"If you're here to light the flame of Eiredel, then I'll let you in," Gail said, staring at the nun.

"Light the flame?" Fred was a little surprised by what Gale said, she knew that Eredel had a fire, but from the old knight's words, she knew that the fire had never been ignited.

"Yes, the priest will light the fire in the royal vessel and burn the now corrupted Eledel," Gail's tone looked helpless, although this is a necessary process, but Aredell is also a hometown that has lived for a long time, who wants to see their hometown destroyed.

As he spoke, a flame ignited in the corner of the canvas and slowly spread.

Gail glanced up with a complicated expression, "It seems that the priest has already started working." ”

Fried frowned and looked at the slow-burning canvas, Gail's words were obviously different from what she knew, especially the existence of a royal weapon in the world of the painting, it was not an ordinary fire, it seemed that the plan needed to change.

"How do I get in?"

"It's simple, put your hand on the canvas."

Fried whispered a few words to the black knight beside her, walked forward slowly, put her hand on the canvas, and the blinding white light lit up, and her whole body was sucked in uncontrollably.

As Fried's figure disappears, Gail prepares to go back to the world of painting, waiting for the rebirth of that world.

However, just as Gale reached for the canvas with his palm, the black knight who had come with Fried moved, and the two-handed sword he had taken from behind his back ignited a black flame and slashed at Gail, forcing the other man away from the canvas.

In the face of the sudden attack, Gale showed agility that did not match his old appearance, and rolled on the spot to avoid the black knight's slash.

"Bastard, who the hell are you!?"

Gale grabbed his weapon and half-crouched into a defensive stance as he yelled at the black knight.

"Vihel of Longdor, follow the orders of Lord Fried and prevent you from returning to Eledle!" The black knight directly reported his name, and as he spoke, he grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stepped forward, the big sword slashed a pitch-black arc in the air, the black flame looked a little weird, it seemed that there was no heat, but it made the surrounding air ripple distorted.

Gail, who only had an ordinary straight sword, did not dare to fight hard with the other party, so he could only keep dodging and being tired of coping.

There was no defensive meaning in Vihle's offensive at all, and the two-handed greatsword danced quite sharply in his hand, and Gail only felt a tingling in his palms when the blades staggered.

"You are from the Black Church!"

Gail, who had guessed the origin of the other party, couldn't help but regret putting the ash inside, the woman definitely had other purposes, and it was likely to hurt the eldest lady, he had to go back as soon as possible.

Gale kept looking for an opportunity to get closer to the canvas, but Vihel's attacks wrapped around him like a viper, leaving him with no chance.

"I won't let her hurt the eldest lady!" The old knight Gale blushed angrily and rushed towards the canvas despite the attack, and Vihel obviously didn't expect Gale to be so desperate, swinging his great sword and slashing at the old knight's knee.

Blood spurted from Gale's knees, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The weakness and pain in his legs kept Gale from his feet, and while it wasn't fatal, it was no different from fatal to him, and he looked desperately at the canvas on the wall, but couldn't reach it.

Vihel came to Gael's side with his broadsword, the blade pressed against the old knight's neck, and stopped.

"You kill me, but please don't hurt the eldest lady!" Gail closed his eyes in pain, but waited a few moments before he died.

Seeing that Vihl had withdrawn his weapon, the old knight, who had collapsed to the ground, walked to the canvas that had already burned a little bit, and disappeared into it with the white light.

Gail sat down on the ground, he didn't know why the other party would let him go, he quickly began to bandage the wound on his knee, the continuous loss of blood made his face a little pale, and the half-cooked healing miracle healed the wound very slowly.

I don't know how long it took, as if no one was aware of what was happening in the small room, and when Gail could barely support his movements, only a corner of the canvas on the wall remained, and just when he thought the canvas burned out and he would never be able to return to that world, the flames stopped.

Gail couldn't help but feel a little happy, but then he realized that this didn't mean a good thing, and quickly struggled to hold on to the wall.

But I saw a gust of wind blowing, and only the canvas the size of a palm was blown up and floated out.

Gale chased after him desperately, but the wind seemed to tease him on purpose, and the canvas moved a little farther away with each time he got closer.

It wasn't until he came to the chapel of purification that he saw the canvas floating towards a young man, and he didn't want the world of painting to enter an unknown outsider, so he subconsciously shouted to the other party.

Zhang Lin's arms had been sucked into the canvas when he heard the shout, and he hurriedly grabbed Ciris beside him, but the two disappeared together, and the canvas slowly fell to the ground.