On the mountain road northwest of the royal capital, the two teams of cleaners and the bishop were at a loss in the face of the puddle of blood that Michelle had turned into. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoFor a while, everyone was silent. The washers looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Lord and Bishop......

It took a while for someone to say that.

"The degenerate who are tempted by the devil are not strong-willed, and it is not a pity to die. The bishop interrupted the man suddenly, and said in a stiff tone like a heavy ingot, "Let's ignore her and go on chasing the carriage." ”

The cleaners looked at each other for a while.

Hunting down Benjamin Reeser was the real mission of their trip, and they always wanted to do it. However, after witnessing Michelle's "melting", for some reason, they all had a strange feeling in their hearts, but they didn't start acting immediately.

After a moment's hesitation, another purge spoke, saying, "Our ......, Lord Bishop."

"That's enough!" the bishop's voice suddenly became a little agitated, "this person is not Christine, she is just another evil mage, she is dead, there is nothing to say. Benjamin Reese, this talent is our goal. Even if we turn the whole kingdom upside down, we must seize that boy and cleanse him with his sins with the light!"

An unimaginable killing intent permeated from his words.

The cleaners seemed to have doubts, but no one said anything more. They had always obeyed the bishop's orders, and besides, they had never seen the bishop so angry as he was today.

Therefore, they nodded in unison, kept their mouths shut, and asked no more questions.

Just as they were about to ride their horses and chase in the direction where the carriage had left, suddenly, from the corner of the mountain road behind them, another paladin on a horse ran out.

"I—I have very important news for you, my lordship!"

The anxious and unusual voice stopped everyone.

Another unexpected change.

When the bishop heard this, he also took the reins of his horse, turned around, and looked coldly at the paladin who had arrived on horseback.

"What's wrong?"

The paladin stopped. He looked at the bishop twice, and then at all the cleaners. It seemed that he was being watched by so many people at the same time, and he suddenly became a little nervous, and the words he was ready to say became stumbling.

"Yes...... Yes......" He took another deep breath and cleared his throat before adding, "Yes...... His Majesty the Pope. ”

Hearing this, the bishop's face changed.

He quickly recovered from his emotions, his eyes flickering imperceptibly.

"His Majesty the Pope...... His Majesty and we split up and pursued Benjamin Reeser from two directions. His tone gradually returned to his former calmness, and the ups and downs that had just now were ruthlessly pruned off like weeds at the moment, "But, if His Majesty the Pope has discovered something, why did you come to deliver the news to us?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate. The purge looked at the paladins who had arrived to report the news, and their eyes gradually became less friendly.

Some have even put their hands on the hilt of their swords.

The paladin who reported the news was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly explained: "No, Lord Bishop, I don't know why, all the visions are out of order. There was no other way but for me to deliver the message. ”

As soon as these words came out, many of the cleaners showed hesitant looks, as if they were thinking about the credibility of the paladin.

As for the bishop, he didn't say anything, but took out a silver bead from his pocket that exuded a magical aura, ready to verify it on the spot.

He took the bead in his hand and looked at it intently, as if to confirm that the Vision still had the function of connecting. Soon, however, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, revealing a slightly puzzled look.

After a moment of silence, he put away the silver beads again.

"You're right, the Vision is out of order, and something seems to be hindering the transmission of information. The bishop looked back at the paladin and asked solemnly, "Tell me what His Majesty the Pope has discovered." ”

However, the paladin grimaced.

"His Majesty the Pope did not find something, but ...... Rather, he ...... tried to organize the language, but he didn't come up with a reason for a long time. It seems that the message he wants to deliver is so special, so special that even he doesn't know how to express it.

The bishop looked silently at the stumbling paladin, patiently waiting for the other to finish. But suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his face changed suddenly. Then, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his eyes showed mixed emotions.

The afternoon sun shone down, scorching the slightest chill on the ornate armor of the washers.

Meanwhile.

To the north of the royal capital, near the direction of Pearl Lake, there is a clearing on the side of the road, and there is no half of a figure.

Half an hour ago, however, this was not the case here.

Half an hour earlier, in this very place, the Pope, dressed in a robe and holding a scepter, had stopped. At that time, his lowered eyes were slightly raised, and he looked in a little surprise at the person who was blocking his way.

Opposite him, too, was an old man.

Wearing an elegant and solemn dress, his white hair was combed up, half of his eyebrows were playfully raised, and there was a subtle smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Pope recognized her.

"Mrs. Reese, it's been a long time, but your spirit is as strong as ever. He narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Now, I hope you can explain to me that I have forbidden the people of the Rieser family to leave the royal capital, why are you still here?"

Hearing this, the old lady looked at the sky a little blankly, and then said with a smile: "Yes? I'm really sorry, I'm old, my brain doesn't work, I always forget things." Your Majesty, please don't mind. ”

However, when she had said this, she did nothing, still straightened her back, and continued to stare at the Pope with that innocent and subtle expression.

The Pope frowned.

It was evident from the sudden clenching of his scepter that something was starting to feel wrong. On the side of the empty road, the old lady stood quietly in front of him, and with it, a silent pressure also fell on the Pope's chest.

- He hadn't felt this kind of pressure in a long time.

After thinking about it, the Pope nodded expressionlessly and said, "In that case, Lady Reese, I understand you. God will forgive you for your sins, and you can return to the royal capital. ”

However, when she heard this, the old lady neither replied nor had the slightest intention of leaving.

She folded her hands and hung gracefully in front of her, looking at the Pope with a seemingly kind smile. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes curled up gently, like veins behind leaves, so kind that they were even a little meaningful.

For some reason, under the gaze of the old lady, the Pope involuntarily showed a momentary panicked look. However, he quickly adjusted, suppressed the unprovoked panic, and spoke calmly:

"What's the matter?, Mrs. Reese, do you have anything else?"

Hearing this, the old lady shrugged innocently and said, "What can be the matter, we have known each other for so many years, and old friends catch up with old friends, isn't it?"

"Mrs. Reese, I'm afraid your memory is bad again. The Pope also seemed to be a little impatient, and his tone gradually became gloomy, "Although you have been married into the Riser family for many years, it seems that we have not had many opportunities to meet, let alone have any friendship. ”

"How so, Your Majesty, have you forgotten?" said the old lady, with a look of astonishment, and with her hand half-covering her mouth, "we have met once on the edge of the Scaiver Mountains for more than fifty years, and I have given you a small gift, haven't I?"

As she spoke, the old lady suddenly raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

"If you forget, I can remind you again. ”

With a crisp sound and the old lady's careless words, a fireball the size of a human head appeared out of thin air in front of her. Then, after a slight pause, the fireball flew straight towards the Pope.