In the dark woods, only a few bits of moonlight shone through the cracks in the leaves.

Gray rode alone, galloping at a gallop. Andrew followed with a large group of mercenaries.

"What about the woman, why is there only a paladin?"

"Two other little knights are missing. ”

"He's the only one on our job!"

As they galloped, the mercenaries chattered.

Soon, Gray's figure had disappeared into the darkness ahead.

As a last resort, Andrew could only stretch out one hand and condense a triangular green sign pointing forward on the palm of his hand. This is used to track down Gray.

However, the green sign is also fading, which means that Gray is getting farther and farther away from them.

There was no way, Gray's horse was too fast, and Andrew could only start to bless his horse with the Wind Technique, and gradually, he had distanced himself from the large group of mercenaries he was carrying.

The large group of mercenaries soon lost their guide and disappeared directly into the woods.

......

At the same time, Pierce Cathedral, with the withdrawal of the troops that Ireen and the others, as well as the Knights of the Silver Moon had sworn allegiance to Gray, and they had not even completely evacuated, and the remaining mercenaries could not wait to send Benedict II to the place where Gray was standing.

He was dragged to the balcony with Bishop Dean of Isaac. Both men were disgraced.

The leader of the mercenaries shouted: "The paladins who have fallen into darkness are gone, but the Holy Spirit has not forsaken us!

Suddenly, the originally noisy square fell silent, and the civilians looked up one by one and whispered.

"The king is back?"

"Isn't he dead?"

"When did this guy get involved with generosity and kindness?"

The author of "A Knight's Guide to Maturity" also craned his neck: "The king is back again......? He's already fallen out with the Paladin, so how can he spend money on the Paladin's book?"

Thinking, he turned around and walked away in discouragement.

Everyone was looking at Dean and Benedict II.

Dean and Benedict II were also watching everyone, and they didn't say a word for a long time.

"Tell me something, don't you even know how to speak?" said the mercenary leader next to him viciously.

"What do you want me to say?" Dean whispered nervously, "I haven't figured out what's going on yet." ”

"Say that you have received a revelation from the Holy Spirit, that the paladins have fallen, and that the king was sent back by the Holy Spirit to save Isaac!"

"But I didn't get a revelation. ”

"This is the Pope's order!"

"No, the Pope does not joke with the revelation of the Holy Spirit, you lie!"

In front of the civilians, both sides quarreled, but although they were tense, they all kept their voices down, and the civilians under the balcony did not know what they were arguing about.

The mercenary leader was in a hurry, grabbed Dean by the collar, flashed his dagger and said viciously: "I don't care if you get a revelation or not, now you have only two choices! Either do as I say, or I'll stab you twice in the stomach and drop you from here!"

"You dare?!"

"Why don't you dare? Paladins can fall, can't the bishop?"

Dean suddenly thought of something, and looked around, seeing the smiling faces of the mercenaries.

"The paladin didn't fall at all, you framed him, right?"

"Don't you see it now? It seems that you are no different from those fools. With that, the mercenary leader put the dagger wrapped in his sleeve on Dean's waist and whispered, "Okay, make your choice now." You only get one chance. ”

Dean stared around with wide eyes, red firelight shining on his face, beads of sweat the size of beans sliding down his forehead.

The embarrassed Benedict, the vicious mercenaries, and the civilians under the balcony all looked at him.

......

Finally, Andrew saw the figure in the silver moonlight in front of him.

He stopped his horse and looked at Gray from afar.

"Yo, Lord Paladin, I'm waiting for me, what about your demon bride, and the two little knights?" Andrew smiled and rode his horse slowly, saying defiantly, "It's ridiculous. Who would have thought that the dignified paladin was actually a necromancer? Hehehehe, the Silver Moon Knights, who can fight without sleep, are actually an army of undead at all, right? Then again, does the Holy See know that you are a necromancer? How did they come up with the idea of canonizing a necromancer who is guilty of the unpardonable sin of blaspheming the dead as a paladin?"

Gray sat on his horse, motionless, and watched him quietly, his hand slowly resting on the hilt of the long sword at his waist.

"Can you defeat me without even a helper?" Andrew asked softly, "Although I don't know necromancy, if I'm not mistaken, you summoned an entire Order of Undead Knights." A whole hundred people. Do you have any magic left to fight me?, maybe you can take back the magic from the Undead Knights, but then they'll fall apart on the spot. Everyone will see that it is a pair of skeletons, and then, the identity of the necromancer will be completely exposed. ”

Just when the villain was talking a lot of nonsense, Gray had already begun to discuss countermeasures in earnest.

"If I don't take back the magic given to the Knights of the Silver Moon, I can beat him, right?"

"Yes, it can be won, but it will be tough. Of course, it is also possible to lose. ”

"But you just said you were going to win. ”

"See that pendant around his neck? it's a pendant from the time of Krimartha, it's supposed to be a magical treasure. The power is not clear. If he unleashes that, you're likely to lose. Even if you win, your identity will definitely be exposed, and you can't easily win in armor as before. ”

"Will my identity be revealed? What if I add Jones and Dora?"

"You'd better not think about those two little ones, it's useless. They probably won't be able to withstand the necklace. ”

......

Pierce Cathedral.

On the balcony, Dean stepped forward, closed his eyes, carefully drew a cross on his chest, and whispered, "Please forgive your servant, your servant, who is only obedient to his own heart." ”

Then he took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and said in a loud voice according to the meaning of the mercenary leader: "Paladin Gray, once a great paladin. But, unfortunately, now he has been tempted by the devil and fallen into darkness. I share your grief. However, the Holy Spirit has not forsaken us. Now he sent generosity, ahem...... Send Benedict II, our uncanonized King Majes, to come and save Isaac and save us. Let us save us from darkness! We should embrace Him, honor Him, and worship Him as King!"

As he spoke, Dean held up the hand of Benedict II beside him.

However......

There was no cheering, no applause, and the civilians under the balcony just watched quietly, like clowns. Or rather, worse than watching a clown. Because they all have constipation-like expressions. It's like looking at a fool.

Dean and Benedict II stood like fools, staring at the civilians under the balcony, embarrassed.

The leader of the mercenaries impatiently pushed Dean aside, personally raised Benedict II's hand, and said in a loud voice: "This is your king! Do you hear clearly, only he is the only king of Isaac recognized by the Holy See! King Isaac! From today onwards, King Isaac has returned!"

With a "snap", an egg smashed into the mercenary leader's face with unmistakable accuracy. He wanted to draw the knife on the spot, but he swallowed dryly, pulled out half of the knife, and slowly inserted it back. Because he saw that more civilians had already picked up stones from the ground.

"Damn. That damn paladin, ruined everything. Even the Holy See has no prestige. We don't have an army, so how can we put this scumbag on the throne?"

"Who do you say is the scumber?" said Benedict II, who was on the side, glaring at the mercenary leader.

"Aren't you?" said the mercenary leader viciously, "no soldiers, a king with nothing!

"You!" Gritting his teeth, Benedict II simply stood on the railing of the balcony and shouted hysterically: "The paladins were bewitched by the devil to repeal the New Deal! As long as you support me, the New Deal will remain the same! I ...... I'm going to keep giving you money and I'm going to keep the law loose! Do you understand? As long as you support me and put your hands up, you'll get what you want!"

The people who were about to throw the stone couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Raise your hands! cheer for me! He can do it, I can do it!"

"Is what he said true? The New Deal continues?" someone asked cautiously.

"Impossible...... Will he be so good?"

Someone was already hesitating to raise their hands.

"Very well!" called Benedict II, pointing to one of the young men, "you are the first to raise your hand in support of me!

Someone else raised their hand.

"You're my procurement minister! And you, I'll give you the title of knight! You, you're too old, but it's okay, I'll give you ten gold coins, give it now!"

Benedict II scrambled to pull out the only gold coins he had, and almost fell straight off the balcony. Fortunately, the mercenary leader moved quickly and hugged him.

People raised their hands one after another, and the originally oppressive atmosphere was swept away, turning into a hoarse cheer, and the entire Lion King vibrate.

"What is the matter? I can't climb the throne?" said Benedict II, glaring viciously at the mercenary leader who hugged him, his expression almost mad.

"Yes, you're doing a good job. I retract what I just said. The same crazy mercenary leader replied.

......

"What are you waiting for?

"Stalling for time? Or is there no corpses here, not suitable for necromancers, and you want to change places? Or are you a coward at all?

"You can't beat me, really. Under normal circumstances, you wouldn't have beaten me. What's more, I still have Krimasa's pendant in my hand, this pendant can provide me with three times the magic power, and you have divided a hundred undead knights. You have no chance of winning. Hahaha. ”

"I advise you to seriously consider my suggestion. As long as you bow your head to the church, all problems are solved. Isn't that bad?"

Andrew continued to provoke, and gradually, he realized that something was wrong, because Gray was silent.

"Are you listening to me?!" he snapped.

"What did you just say?" Gray quickly tilted his head.

"You bastard necromancer, how dare you ignore me!" Andrew roared and flashed his wand, a surging green mana quickly condensed in his palm.

"No, I didn't ignore you. On the contrary, I value you. Gray said earnestly, "I'm just discussing." ”

"Discuss?" Hearing this word, Andrew suddenly became vigilant, and his eyes swept around: "Is there anyone else here?"

"There are no more people, but there are others. Gray whispered.

Before Andrew could understand the meaning of Gray's words, Gray bent down slightly, and the black cat had already squeezed out of the gap in the armor on Gray's back and jumped to the ground: "There is me." ”

"A ghost cat, are you kidding me?" said Andrew, a smile slowly raised at the corner of his mouth.

"And me. Another voice rang out.

turned around suddenly, and all of a sudden, Andrew's smile that he finally showed froze directly. Because he saw behind him, in the moonlight, a "petite and lovely" figure suspended in mid-air was staring at him with a smile.

"Charm, charm, charm charm ......"

"Succubus. Vivien reminded with a wink, "You make a fuss about a necromancer being a paladin...... Elf, your imagination isn't rich enough. Also, as a villain, you have too many words to be qualified. ”

Andrew's expression was distorted throughout.

Who would have thought that the Pope had promised him that the angels would not intervene, and as a result, he ran into a demon.