- This weekend is a bit trivial, there is no way to add more, but at the end of the month, two days will be added ~ ask for a monthly pass

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The two-handed greatsword in Lucian's hand was unpretentious, introverted, and had a sacred and solemn flavor in the faint luster, but what made Leo's body and voice tremble was not that it might be valuable, but that it was very familiar, like the two-handed greatsword he had seen Ivanovsky hold when he chased Lucian that night.

"Leo, you have a good eye, this two-handed greatsword is called the Purifier, and the last owner is Ivanovsky. When he pursued me, I struck me in turn. ”

Lucian smiled calmly and lightly, not at all worried that the exposure of the "Purifier" greatsword would make people suspect that he knew about the existence of the necromantic realm, because at that time, Ivanovsky's excellent and superb "acting skills" made everyone believe that he was here to hunt him down, instead of running away towards the crack in the necromantic realm at the bottom of the mine.

And in the process of chasing and killing, it is not strange that he was killed by himself in a remote mountain forest with the help of terrain, traps arranged in advance, powerful magic items, etc., especially Nikonov did not find any traces of a battle at the bottom of the mine, nor did he see Ivanovsky in the necromantic world, so the previous inference is undoubtedly the only "real" result.

In addition, it is not easy for a mid-level magician to seduce, hint, and control a strong-willed knight, and it is impossible if he encounters a "disturbing" bloodline like Ivanovsky. His resistance to magic is very high, combined with his own will, unless he is a high-level magician, it is possible to charm and control him, and if he wants to ask from his mouth about the existence of such a secret in the necromantic world that he does not dare to reveal in his subconscious, at least the nine-ring magic needs to "invade the mind", otherwise as soon as he is asked, he will be sober because of the strong violation of his physical and mental will, as if he was controlled to commit suicide.

In fact, the reverse is also true. If it weren't for the fact that Ivanovsky had been caught and tortured to reveal the secret, the big man behind him would not have told him about the existence of the necromantic realm and how to enter it.

Comparing the list of saints who opposed the pope at the Supreme Theological Council with the list of cardinals who encircled Wilfrid, the "Pale Lord", Lucien thought that he had stood at the secret door that could shock the entire world. I can vaguely perceive the problem, and I have a deeper understanding of the value of the necromantic world, and I understand that once I know that the existence of the Tao is exposed, I will not talk about others. At least the current pope and saints of the Northern Church will definitely take action to erase themselves without regard for face.

These two lists are clearly placed in front of the world by the Church of the North, and they have no worries about being seen. Because the premise of understanding the real weirdness of these two lists is that it must be clear that although the "Pale Lord" Wilfried is not missing, he has a close relationship with the missing legendary magicians, and has conducted a mysterious experiment together, and knows the existence of the Necromantic Realm, and knows that there are secrets about immortality hidden in the depths of the Necromantic Realm, and most people who know these can guess some situations without looking at these two lists.

So. Even though the Council of Magic collected the history of the Church in the North and South, it was unable to find anything.

After Leo heard Lucian's plain answer, although he was only middle-aged, his face with deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes suddenly became blank and empty, as if the meaning of his life suddenly disappeared. And his hands trembled visibly with the naked eye, revealing the agitated emotions that he could not calm down in his heart.

Lucien looked at him quietly, did not speak, and after a full five minutes, Leo reluctantly smiled with mixed emotions: "Thank you, sir, for avenging me." ”

His voice was full of intense joy and deep regret, loss, and confusion.

Lucien understood his feelings very well, because if it were him, an enemy who killed his entire family was not killed by himself, and he would have the same loss and regret if he witnessed him die.

"The dead will pass......" Lucien spoke slowly, ready to comfort Leo, but Leo interrupted Lucian a little erratically, "Master, please allow me to go and be quiet for a few minutes." ”

With Lucien nodding slightly in understanding, Leo walked towards a boulder next to him, his steps seemed to be calm and steady, but after taking a few steps, he almost tripped over a small rock and tree roots, and his tall body stumbled forward.

After coming to the boulder, Leo knelt on one knee without hesitation, kissed the dry moss on the stone with his lips, drew an orthodox cross on his chest with his right hand, and muttered names such as "Diana" and "Mile Hail".

Lucien took a few steps to the side, not eavesdropping on what he was praying, and the knights who had grown up in the kingdom of the Church, whether they truly believed in the God of Truth, whether they had completely violated the Holy Scriptures of the Church, whether they had done blasphemous things, when they were in a state of agitation, when they were unconscious, would draw crosses and pray. This is a deep imprint of being preached since childhood, and being carried in and out of church by parents before they have the ability to discern, and it has nothing to do with piety.

"Childhood experiences really have a lot of influence on everyone's behavior patterns...... This can also serve as a direction for arcane research. Lucien thought thoughtlessly.

A few minutes later, Leo slowly walked back, and he said a little tiredly: "Master, let's go, and leave the Urals quickly." The Night's Watch and the Knights are chasing them like mad dogs, and if it weren't for the many times I've smuggled around the neighborhood, I'm afraid it would have been hard to avoid them. ”

He has brought back the complex emotions of bitterness, relief, loss, regret, sadness and joy back to the bottom of his heart, and has conscientiously fulfilled his duties as a guide and fulfilled his obligations.

Then he took out a pair of boots painted with dark gold patterns: "Master, this is the boot I picked up from the corpse of that magician, it seems to have the ability to teleport at short distances. ”

"Dodge Boots, a Level 3 medium magic item that increases a mage's agility to the level of a Level 3 Knight, as well as a three-ring magic 'short teleportation' twice a day. ”

After Lucien examined the boots, he smiled in agreement with Leo's suggestion: "Okay, let's go straight through the Ural Mountains, the monsters here are still within my reach, and I have a mage hut. ”

After saying that, Lucien comforted him again: "Leo, wait until you get to Aalto." Just stay there, don't go back to exile, and I think you should reconsider the matter of your descendants. You take this purifier two-handed greatsword first. It can come in handy when dealing with monsters in the mountains. ”

Hearing the word descendant, Leo's expression became complicated again, in this world of bloodline inheritance, title, wealth and glory, most people value their descendants very much.

Leo silently took over the "Purifier" as if he was thinking about something. He examined it carefully, then carried it and opened the way in front of Lucian.

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On the evening of the twentieth day of the twentieth month of spring (April).

A horse-drawn carriage drove into the small town of Massawa from the northern province of Tiran. It's only half a day's walk from Aalto.

The "blonde" Lucien, accompanied by "Butler" Leo, stepped out of the carriage and into the familiar inn, while looking at the crowd that seemed to be crowded.

"On April 9, 416 A.D., I departed from Aalto and arrived here. It was almost exactly three years. Lucien thought with a little emotion, and a sense of intimacy arose in his heart, as if he was about to return to his "hometown".

After leaving the Ural region. Lucien and Leo traveled all the way through the depths of the mountain range, encountering many monster attacks, but they all relied on the magic strength of the four rings to solve the problem and successfully reached the northern fortress.

With the Northern Fortress guarded by two legendary powerhouses, Divine Radiance and Chaos Serpent, Lucien and Leo climbed far and wide from the towering snowy peaks. Entering the territory of the Duchy of Vaorit, it was delayed for a while, and the trip, which was supposed to arrive at the end of March, was delayed until the end of April.

Massawa is a small town, and it does not belong directly to the Grand Duke, so there is nothing particular about this inn, the hall is the dining room, and many guests with different accents and dresses are dining, and they have no so-called aristocratic etiquette when they eat, and they talk to each other warmly.

"This 'Aalto Music Festival' is much worse than three years ago, but it can be regarded as a grand festival of mainland music, so I was reluctant to leave, and I stayed for more than a week. A middle-aged man in a silk shirt who was obviously worth a lot of money said to the three guests who shared a table with him.

Lucien came to his senses when he heard this, this year was another year for the Aalto Festival, but unfortunately he couldn't catch up: "But that's okay, Natasha should have come out of the bottom of the convent, you have to contact her first." Otherwise, wouldn't it be a swagger to go back as a musician to underestimate the Church's ability to gather intelligence?"

Due to his own Holm Crown Award and his reputation in the Magical Council, Lucien was not careless and continued to disguise, because the church was likely to have sent the genius magician Lucien Evans? X is connected to the great musician Lucien Evans.

Leo walked up to the middle-aged man under Lucian's gaze and asked politely, "Hello, sir, the table in the hall is full, only your long table is still vacant, I don't know if we can sit here." ”

Lucien hopes to inquire more about recent events and news from his friends before returning to Aalto, and after tonight he builds the "Professor's Infrasound Resonance" into his soul as his fifth four-ring magic, he will set off directly to "return" to Aalto tomorrow.

"No problem, the people who rushed to Aalto during this time are returning one after another, and the hotels along the way are crowded. The middle-aged man saw that Lucien was handsome in appearance, elegant in manners, and had a butler with him, and seemed to be a nobleman, so he agreed very politely, and the other three guests had no opinion.

Under Leo's service, Lucien sat down at the table and smiled, "Hello, I'm Michelle from the ancient kingdom of Syracuse, I don't know what to call you?"

"I'm Grinton who travels back and forth between the Dark Mountain Fortress and does business with Aalto and Tria. The middle-aged businessman replied with a smile, and the other two male and female guests also introduced themselves.

Lucien pretended to sigh regretfully: "I originally went to Aalto to attend the music festival, but unfortunately I encountered a lot of things on the way as if I was haunted by bad luck, and I ended up being more than ten days late and missed the music festival, which is really a pity." I listened to Mr. Greenton, you seem to have just returned from Aalto, can you tell me about the festival?"

"It's a shameful experience. "Actually, this festival is very good, but because the festival three years ago was unprecedentedly grand and full of profound significance of musical change and inheritance, in contrast, without the participation of two great musicians, Maestro Christopher and Mr. Lucien Evans, this festival seems much more ordinary, which makes many people slightly disappointed." ”

"Of course, Mr. Victor's concert in the Chant Hall was just as beautiful and genuinely musical, showing a high standard. (To be continued.) )