That year, a war broke out between the "humans" and the "magicians". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If you ask about the cause of this war, both sides are at odds, and it is difficult to know which side is the truth, but it is all right, my children, that we should not remember the hatred of the past, and that you will defend the town you love. There may be things that don't go your way, you may be confused, you may be miserable, you may be overwhelmed, but remember, my children, that you are the doers of my Lord and the heroes that people trust.

If you don't know where to go, faith will guide you.

Now, congratulations, my children, on standing out from your fellow citizens. Some people failed to persevere, chose to give up halfway, and some failed to withstand the cruel training and unfortunately left us... Do not forget them, and you will guard these towns in the place of all those who have left and those who have died.

Now, my children, I will recite your names one by one, and the names of the "noble ones" you will become.

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"Enough of the ramblings, this guy."

Mu Delett sneered and listened to the prayer, if his words were heard by others, I am afraid that everyone would be surprised why this black-clothed godfather, who had a high status in the Holy Land, would be so disrespectful to his faith. Unfortunately, Mu Delett is an atheist who dismisses the gods, and not only that, but he even occupies a place in the Holy Land as an "alien".

After listening to the prayer of blessing the new disciples, Mu Delett's face, which looked like he was in his teens, showed a relieved expression.

Because he probably won't hear the same prayer again for many years. In his more than 100 years of life, every time he heard such a prayer, it meant that another group of elite death squads who had been brainwashed by the Holy Land appeared.

Although the price of this death squad is a bit high, and the strength is too high.

Mu picked up the crutches next to him and dragged his impaired right leg to the residence.

It wasn't a disability, and if a vampire would have been left with a disability due to something, the Holy Land couldn't have been happier. In Mu's right leg, nailed to the Holy Land and his "trade" in exchange for his right to move freely in the Holy Land, the thing that sealed his power.

"Wait a minute, Master Delett." A priest dressed in white called out to Mu.

"What's the matter?" Mu looked at the face, and was not impressed.

"It's like this... The Sect Master of Sierra has entrusted me to convey to you that she has recently discovered an alien exile in your jurisdiction, and she wishes you to deal with it," said the white priest, "In addition, the two disciples of Caesar and Shadow will be assigned to your city, so please do not command them politely. ”

"It's really giving me a lot of trouble..."

Mu had a gloomy face, and he needed to use the alien race of the disciples, and pinching the current Mu to death was like playing, and Mu began to think about whether to temporarily postpone the schedule of going back.

"Finally, it's the message that Lord Serra asked me to bring you..."The white-clothed priest looked at Mu's face cautiously, "Lord Serra said, 'The rest time is too long, and it can be continued'. ”

"Really? That's really bothering you, go back. Mu stretched out his hand on crutches and patted the white-clothed priest on the shoulder.

The white-clothed priest nodded in fear.

Sierra that chick... Mu is on crutches, if it weren't for the fact that a hundred years later, such a girl and herself would not have been able to become a bishop at all, and the holy land a hundred years ago would be like a rotten and smelly sewer. Thanks to the war with the magician, a major purge was also carried out inside the Holy Land, and the 'meat balls' on the original seats were cut down by the group of "Holy Warriors", and the "Archbishop" at that time instantly controlled the military power inside the Holy Land, and the current Holy Land can have this more positive image. Midgard finally had a decent church.

No, if it hadn't been for that time, there might have been no Holy Land now.

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Winterfell, on the border of Midgard and Niforheim, is a city that is subject to wind and snow all year round.

I, Hu Hansan, are back!

Thinking like this, Mu, who shuffled off the plane with a staggering pace, breathed in the cold air and felt extremely comfortable.

Although on the surface, Mu is the manager here, in fact, everything is controlled by the Holy Land behind the scenes, all Mu can do is just some trivial things, only this kind of work of crusading against foreign races, directly distributed to Mu by the Holy Land, can Mu exercise his right to Weibo.

It's a puppet, but it's safe here.

If there were no troublemakers of the alien race.

The so-called alien race is the general name of all races other than human beings in the Holy Land of Midgard, including Mu, who also belong to the alien race.

Mu was happy to accept this crusade, and there were hardly any inhabitants in Winterfell who would have left here, but it was also because of the ban on the Holy Land. If you want to leave the city where your household registration is located, you need very, very, very troublesome procedures to apply for a passport, and there are as many as three that need Mu to approve it personally.

So with the exception of people like Mu, who don't need passports, not many people are willing to leave the city where they live.

Winterfell is very large, big enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, or this is no longer a city, it can be said to be a province, but this province, except for the fields, is all connected in a string, with convenient transportation and developed communications, and it is not impossible to say that it is a city.

Mu came to the checkpoint slowly, but there was no one at the empty checkpoint, except for the staff, Mu only saw a passerby.

The passerby immediately caught Mu's attention.

Holding a book, attracted by the huge world in it, and ignoring everything around her, the girl only wears a light Lolita dress in the cold town of Winterfell, and her pale face is like winter snow, perhaps set off by the long black hair.

A girl around ten years old, alone.

Mu felt that something was wrong.

He was about to take a detour to leave through the other exit, but the girl quickly noticed him.

The doll, the girl's first impression of Mu. And then the puppet, laughing.

"Gui'an, Mr. Mu Delett."

“... Oh, if you want to forage for food, go to the city," Mu stomped on his cane, "The bloodline's blood-sucking behavior is only allowed by husbands and wives, I remember one of them. ”

"Ahra, Mr. Mu is really sharp-eyed." The girl immediately looked disinterested, and turned her gaze back to the book.

This girl... What's going on? Mu frowned.

She was probably one of those aliens that Sierra was talking about, didn't she know she was being hunted?

"It's not a good place to stay," Mu walked out of the departure hall on crutches, "those white dogs are coming over to smell you." ”

"How long have you not eaten? Mr. Mu? The girl asked suddenly.

Mu's eyelids jumped.

"It's not long before I've been to the Holy Land for a few days," Mu paused, "but whether I eat or not, I'm just a waste now." ”

"Ahra, that's boring."

The girl pursed her lips and closed the book. Only then did Mu see the cover of the book.

"The White Moon", by M. Delit.

Pupils shrank sharply.

"I really like your work, sir," the girl Yaoyao said, "but that's obviously not the whole story, is it, that guy named Mu Delett finally chose to become the enemy of the world, so what?" ”

"Dead," Mu replied lightly, "The woman who holds her own ideals and her beloved is dead." ”

"Then why don't you write it out?" The girl blinked.

"What is written is "life", and life has no ending." Mu replied, "Even if you die... There is no ending either. ”

Just like you and me, even if you die, you will be entangled by your own undead, Mu thought secretly.

"It's a shame, when is your next book?"

"yes, maybe I'd like to start by knowing the name of a girl of the same race?"

"This heart leaf, a very common name."

"Then Miss Xinye, it's getting late now, and I'm hungry too, so I'll retire first." Mu bowed slightly, and staggered towards the outside of the waiting hall.

"Are you going to leave too?" The girl sighed and opened the book again.

Mu's figure paused for a moment, and then walked towards the cold and cruel world without hesitation. The girl was left alone on a bench in the departure hall.

Because I'm going to start killing you, Mu sighed.

I'm afraid that it would be wrong for me to accept Serra's assignment. However, before he left, the girl suddenly said something else:

"You know... Castle in the sky? ”