Chapter 54: Pleasure

The news of Yan Feng Lizheng's death spread throughout Fuyuki City as quickly as possible, which made all the servants who had just returned to the battle a group couldn't help but be stunned by the movements in their hands. Although they all knew very well that Ye Yu would never sit idly by, they could directly kill the initiator of this crusade like this...... It's a bit too resolute or a little crazy.

After all, Yan Fengli represents the Templar Church, and as the overseer of the Holy Grail War, he is also an official member of the Church stationed in Fuyuki City, and rashly killing him is tantamount to directly fighting the Templar Church...... Even if you can get peace for the last few days, but so what?

You must know that as the only organization in the world that can be compared to the Magic Association, its strength and strength are not at all something that ordinary people can guess, and as a member of the heretical interrogation knights of the Templar Church dedicated to killing infidels, each of them is an executioner stained with blood...... What's more, the burial mechanism that gathers the strongest members of the surrogate, frankly speaking, the current head of the burial agency, Narubalek, is not inferior to any high-ranking heroic spirit in terms of strength alone, not to mention that there are still "ancestor" level monsters among the members of the burial agency known today......

It would be unwise to provoke such a massive monster agency, even if it was a magician? There is still no capital to shout in front of the Templar Church, and Ye Yu has not yet reached the level of the Fa as far as they know, although a great magician is basically the highest combat power in this world, it is still nothing compared to those madmen of the Templar Church.

But Ye Yu killed Yan Fengli Zheng so lightly, not only that, but also loudly announced this atrocity, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he did it. I really don't know if such an act should be evaluated as bold or reckless...... The only thing that can be called a harvest is probably only that he can temporarily get out of the siege of the Heroic Spirit.

"It's worthy of being the person that this king likes, it's really beautiful!" I'm afraid that the only person who can laugh at the moment is the most ancient king who is shining golden all the time, Ye Yu's madness has become an unexpected trick in her eyes, and even when she hears Ye Yu's message, Jill can make up for the light and breezy look when Ye Yu is holding Lizheng's head.

"This is really unexpected......" Rider Keci, who was fighting against Jill, also stopped his movements, since Lizheng is dead, then there is no point in continuing to fight, isn't it, Der knows very well that he may not be able to beat Jill who is like an upstart in the case of his hole cards, and Jill is not interested in fighting Rider to the death...... After all, this is not the final showdown.

"But that little brother usually looks civil, but I didn't expect the shot to be so crisp, it's really impressive~~" Inserting the weapon in his hand back into the sheath, Rider couldn't help but sigh softly. As a king who has grown up in the army, like every soldier, she naturally has her own heroic side. Even if it's the Templar Church, if you threaten you, you must crush them, destroy them, and conquer them!

β€œrider…… Where the hell are you talking about something?! Rider's praise caused Webber, who had been worried from the beginning, to cry out loudly, "That's the Overseer of the Templar Church...... Now it's a big problem! ”

"What's there to worry about? It's just a dead man...... My little master, you have to learn this from Brother Ye Yu. Man, it's not okay to always look forward and backward......" Rider patted Webber on the shoulder with his hand indifferently, but it was such a gesture of kindness that almost knocked the thin young magician to the ground, making Rider smack his mouth there in embarrassment.

"Now that Yan Fengli has been awarded, you have no reason to chase him, so this farce will end here." The farce in front of him made Jill feel bored, so he didn't refuse to say this, and after saying this, he flicked the cloak behind his back, turned around and turned into a ball of gold dust and disappeared in front of the eyes of the two.

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"Qili, I can't see the slightest sadness in your expression, this is really surprising~~" The moment he passed by Qili in the corridor of the Yuanban house, Jill said casually in a volume that both of them could just hear as if he had a finger, "Is this what your father expected?" An existence like a saint without sorrow or joy? ”

"I hide my grief in the bottom of my heart, and it is not necessary to make such feelings known to everyone......" The completely formulaic answer shows that Qili has no intention of talking to Jill about it at the moment.

"Grief? You're only grieving because the Limasato you killed isn't you~~" The two staggered, and Jill lowered his head and whispered in a voice that only he could hear. None of them turned back and turned their backs on each other, but Gil was more sure than anyone else that it wouldn't be long before Qili would come back to him.

"Father ......" returned to his bedroom, Qili sat alone in the chair, with the Bible given to him by Lizheng in his hand, he thought about it, took the Bible in his hand, and inexplicably appeared in his heart Lizheng's voice and smile before his death.

For an ascetic who comes from the Templar Church, it is not uncommon for such a person to stay in the ashram, and generally speaking, it is also part of the spiritual practice, and the Qili is undoubtedly the best in this practice. But today, Qili's heart was in turmoil......

He knew that this situation was not due to Lizheng's death, and as Jill muttered to himself, Qili did not feel any so-called sadness in his heart for the death of his loved one. On the contrary, the somewhat unfamiliar excitement is what is more worthy of his attention.

It was a rather strange experience, and the moment of collapse that arose from the depths of her soul made Qili obsessed...... He didn't know what it was about, or what caused this emotion to arise - in fact, the only thing he knew for sure was the death of his loved one, but unfortunately the only thing that Qili could call a relative was the young Karen, who was not worth his attempt.

Thinking like this, Qili picked up the information specially requested from Shi Chen from the table again, and looked at the man above who had no dignity at all and was even called a battlefield wild dog, Qili couldn't help but have a hint of longing, if it was him......

But for now, all you need to care about is how to maintain your status as the master in this war, and now that all the assassins have died, Qili has lost her ticket to participate in this war......

"It's good to get one back...... Whoever you want. Qili decided in her heart...... (To be continued.) )