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The heretic Descartes fully demonstrated the tenacity of a great knight in the wonderful battle with the three powerhouses in the main professional field, and the audience other than the magician did not understand the meaning of the young black-robed priest summoning the red and black high-density spheres at the same time, and they only saw that the great knight who did not fall after the turn of the attack seemed to be "purified" by the purple lily magician in an instant.

Therefore, the black light emitted by Augustine suddenly appeared extremely dazzling.

For the uninitiated, this is the most thrilling picture, a dark judge from the Sacramental Ministry, who easily solves a Saxon forest heresy, and before that, he will "devour" the brilliant magic of tulip magicians who are at least 7 levels higher than him, unless he comes from the "Torch", a mysterious institution of the Royal Academy of Magic that specializes in cultivating geniuses.

Otherwise, it can only be a sacramental mage who goes deeper into the forbidden area than heresy, therefore, no one doubts the identity of this magician as an inquisitor, because the members of the High Inquisition all have different levels of "purification" privileges, according to the principle of proximity, the principle of high coverage of low level, And the ultimate leader overrides the three principles of imperial law to judge and convict heresy, of course, no one has the opportunity to see the implementation of the latter two principles, especially the third law, I am afraid that many cardinal archbishops of the Holy See who are not very qualified have not been able to witness, that requires the personal judgment of the three giants of the sacramental ministry, and the great nobles of the empire can only see the only Teutonic Lord among the three giants who retains the title of nobility at the major ceremonies of the Royal Academy of Magic every five or six years.

It's just that now the Imperial Curia has the authority to use the leader above the principles of the law, and among the big men of the Sacrament Order, there is a young priest, a son of traitors, Augustine, the consul of the "order".

"Teacher Carver, is that some kind of rare high-level magic skill? Like the level 52 [King's Grace] in the "Magical Divine System" you gave me, which can absorb the opponent's nuclear weight water spring as your own energy? But it doesn't seem to be the same as the introduction in the "System", can you explain it to me?" On the third floor, in the special position set up for the Greenspan family in the noble hall, a young woman with a holy face asked her question, in addition to the Yellow Sunflower Medal winner Ellen, and Greenspan's "wild boar" Bud, who is one of the representatives of the hawkish military who have risen in the empire in the past two years, is opposed to the group of hawkish generals with the Pompeii family as the core, if it were not for the two hawks to contain each other, the Emperor's Chamber in Jupiter City would have long since left no place for moderates and conservatives, giving the first impression that the woman of the pious nun can sit next to the "boar" Bard and the rookie nobleman Ellen, proving that she is by no means an ordinary member of Greenspan, because not every student in Marceau County can call Carver the magical sage as a teacher.

"Little Alice, in the unpopular' On this magic branch, [King's Grace] is to convert the opponent's elements into their own nuclear weights, the conversion rate is not high, and it is too time-consuming on the battlefield, so it has not been a popular branch, but the excellent magician at the bottom directly converts other people's single magic elements into his own fusion magic elements, which skips the redundant link of the body, and saves a lot of conversion rate and time, child, when you grow up, you will understand that in the harsh Royal Magic Society assessment, maybe a deviation in the mantra section can determine whether you take off the Golden Clover Medal or continue to wear the original Tulip Badge。 ”

The old man wore a golden clover medal that was enough to win the respect of all the magicians of the empire, his emaciated body, his wrinkled face, and his simple black magic robe, which was completely different from Greenspan's personal magician Yarman, who had white hair and white robes and a white crystal staff, and he looked kindly at Miss Alice, a beginner in magic, and patiently explained: "That young man only uses the simplest magic ball, and uses the most ordinary." Affinity' magic collects certain elements from around the body, condenses, and forms a sphere that is conducive to energy storage according to the body shape theory in the laws of magic, but the difference is that he can summon two elements at the same time, and arrange them according to some unknown rules, and finally create a very interesting little magic, which can 'eat' and resist sin. Little Alice, that's why the teacher is already a magic sage and has to work and study tirelessly, because magic can always throw out one temptation after another, haha, in the eyes of magicians, magic is more tempting than women. Among the many private tutors in the empire, the ceremonial officer, the pianist, and the romantic poet all made the nobles more worried than the magician, for fear of bringing their little princess to ruin. ”

Old Carver's last words were extraordinarily soft, he was a stereotypical magician, but a funny and kind old man.

"Teacher Carver, is he really from the Holy Sacrament Ministries of the Holy See?" It was the woman outside Alpha City who was looked at by Augustine and smiled, she and the "maid" in the "Pope" in Witch Street had an angelic face, but the angelic face of the woman who passed by the top Heroin Poppy Hot Spring was more of an innocent and innocent "mask" Alice Greenspan is a kind of nun holiness that seems to come from the inside out, but the only pity is that Miss Alice does not have the fiery figure that Augustine expected, and her breasts are as thin as her waist.

"I'm not sure if it's the Sacramental Ministry, but I'm sure he's not from the 'Torch'. Old Carver laughed, because he is a professor at the Royal Academy of Magic "Torch" institution, there are not many students there, from 5 to 30 years old, there are actually more than 90 people together, in the teaching staff in the torch, the proportion of orthodox academic magic sages like Old Carver is only 30%, the remaining 65% are great geniuses and old madmen who are no different from the warlocks of the Sacrament Ministry, and the last 5% are the most glorious, and the teachers who are the same age as the students or even younger, with Archpriest Napoleon and "Black Obsidian" The former is always a sign of official orthodoxy, her manners, words and deeds, and spirit make the most demanding court ceremonial officials impeccable, while the latter is the other extreme, she is forever rebelling against orthodox magic, the "torch" The current leader, St. Donald, the former dean of Morgan College, once said that the greatest joy of this child is to dig the foot of the walls of the temple of magic, and she will either become a great magician who will step into the place of honor of the Mayan temple, or a witch who will simply destroy our spiritual pillars, and I am sure that at that time, this child will laugh.

At this time, except for the reserved and arrogant big men in the aristocratic hall, almost all of the Fatiao Orange customers on the second and third floors were lying on the railing, staring intently at the adjudicator of the Sacrament Department who had solved the Grand Knight Descartes, and the biggest emotion was that this guy was so young. Some of the bold ladies who were tired of playing with bards or handsome pianists, looked at Augustine with burning eyes and awe, speculating on his prowess in some way, and among them was the resentful widow of the dead nobleman, who was eager to tear his clothes at him to reveal the heavy twin peaks, and cried out in her heart: "Lord of the Sacramental Ministry, use your flesh to edify the devil in my heart!"

Augustine stood in place of Descartes in the encirclement of the magician Alman, the golden lion and the assassin of Solomon's sword, except for Yarman, who was stunned by Augustine's magic skills, the latter two were more afraid of Augustine's sacramental role, otherwise in common sense, a short confrontation with a bounty hunter who was close to the top and a swordsman who had just drawn two flower knives, unless he was a magic sage who was proficient in magic to the transcendent realm, or he would only be played to death by them.

Augustine stroked the Titan dragon eye at the top of the staff, which was similar to the black crystal, and the dragon's eye flashed a faint light, and the poor heretic body that was almost nailed to the cylinder by 21 red and black high-density elemental spheres suddenly took off, and everyone suddenly raised their heads, and the back of the great knight pierced into the amethyst chandelier from the Plantagenet Dynasty handicraft workshop at the top of the hall, embedded in the huge chandelier, just like another heretic who was tied to a cross by the Byzantian Holy See on another spiritual map.

Only at this moment, Hera Bolsefol, who had always stood firmly at the center point of the column, could see Descartes's face clearly, although she greatly disapproved of the reckless behavior of this fanatical follower, but she understood the perseverance of a knight walking on the path of faith, for this, she had only regrets, looking up at her Saxon comrades who continued to drip blood from the hall, the once proud and powerful daughter of Zeus had an extremely gloomy look, and perhaps only now, she recognized that her honor and glory were completely lost at the moment when she was dragged off her horse by the fat knight who liked to bite the obsidian badge in his mouth on the battlefield。

The Count of Marseille, who had a premonition that the situation was not good, had already stood by the railing, and gestured to the person in charge of the auction on the first floor, signaling that the column that imprisoned Hera Bolseforler would be lowered, and his intuition told him that the ultimate goal of the young adjudicator downstairs was the "daughter of Zeus", not just the head of a great knight of heresy, but for the Count of Marseille, the loss of both was beyond his reach, and it was all golden Caesar gold coins.

The column descended slowly, and finally Hera stood in front of Augustine, and sure enough, she was barefoot and about Augustine's height.

Augustine stooped down to pick up the dark gold dagger that Descartes had left behind, and threw it to Elizabeth, who was sitting in the front seat drinking red wine, because she was afraid that the rich landowners and merchants of Marceau County who would be injured by the fight were evacuated to the back row, Elizabeth unceremoniously opened a bottle of the best vintage Château Angel white wine, which tasted good, and when she took the dark gold dagger and automatically classified it as a private fortune, Elizabeth felt that the wine was much more delicious than the water of Black Swan Lake, just like all her taste buds were dancing happily to a small chacha dance of the Onyx River。

"That 'Ruth Scythe' is in my collection. A burly man with dazzling blond hair smiled.

Augustine did not turn around, still staring at Andrew's daughter.

"Looks like our 'Helen's kitten' is going to be angry. The noble young master who was supposed to buy Hera Bolseforle at a sky-high price of 1.5 million Caesar gold coins said with a smile, the golden lion-like and terrifying bounty hunter Gordon is an ace that Helen has focused on cultivating in the past five years, at the age of 35, the peak of a warrior's body, the "little kitten" has already obtained the title of "hunter" only two steps away from the apex, and the Helen family has no reason not to trust a monster who can easily pinch 3 level 9 knights to death in the arena. Especially when the kitten shows a smiling face, it means that he is ready to move seriously.

"Dear double master Miss Hera, do you know the freckled fat man of Mesia City?" Augustine asked with a smile, he remembered that the little fat man Reinhardt, who liked to play Paya war chess with him when he was a teenager, had been accumulating practical experience in the Saxon Forest, and heard that he had already won the Iron Oak Medal, one of the three major decorations of the Imperial Soldiers, a few years ago, according to the military history of the Empire, half of the soldiers who were able to receive the Iron Oak Medal before the age of 25 became generals, and half died on the battlefield before the age of 30, because they were all war maniacs.

"No wonder the empire's evaluation of insidious is the greatest tradition of the Rotonchilde family, and on the battlefield, it is also ugly and despicable, and treason, which is really the best destination for Rotonchild. Hera-Bolseforler sneered, she couldn't let go of a dead fat man who changed the trajectory of her life, that stout fat man who was used to wearing an obsidian badge in his mouth ruined a counterattack of the savior's hard work in a way that even imperial politicians felt dishonorable, so that the savior who had almost caught up with the "Poseidon Horn" suddenly returned to the bleak state of 10 years ago, I don't know why, Hera had an involuntary hatred and hatred for the young man in front of him, because he had a temperament very similar to the fat knight.

It's all the breath of a hypocritical conspirator!

She may not have imagined that the little fat knight, who was very "perverted" in the eyes of the imperial military strategists, once liked to follow behind the butt of the young man in front of her for both flattery and admiration, and the freckled fat man's old-school aristocratic boasting and patting horses were all learned from Master Augustine. Most of the young knights involved in the Holy War knew that their superiors had an inexplicable mantra "I am a smart pig", and they certainly did not know that this pig liked to rub his ass from time to time just because he was kicked too much by some of his peers.

Of course, the guy standing a few meters away from Miss Hera is the heir of Rotonchild, whom Hera Bolseforler wants to kill at the cost of her body and soul.

The goddess of fate always likes to be a little naughty after creating tragedy.

But for some reason, Augustine seemed to have deliberately disguised his Augs Song City accent, which sounded a little indistinct to Elizabeth, and he was quietly and frantically promoted to the "Blood Queen" drinking fine wine, and muttering to himself: "What a prudent consul." Blessed are you, followers of Master Augustine. ”

"Thank you, Miss Hera, for your heartfelt compliments to Rotonchild. Augustine narrowed his eyes and smiled, still in a vague accent.

"You're from the Inquisition?"

The corners of Hera's mouth hooked up a cold mocking arc, "You can seize the opportunity to subdue a great knight who has been hit to the bottom, but you dare to 'judge' a luxury item worth 1.5 million Caesar gold coins from the hands of the great nobles?! If the answer is yes, I admire your courage and ignorance." ”

"It seems that Reinhardt, apart from being rude and cunning, has not shown you the 'ignorance' of a worthy heir to Rotonchild. Augustine smiled happily, seeing the pity in this woman's eyes, half of which was contempt for his low political literacy, and half of pity for the golden lion behind his own ignorance.

What happens to a magician who has his back to a "hunter" at close range?

In the perception of Miss Alice Greenspan, who had already recognized the young man, it was nothing more than a painful death and a comfortable death.

Gordon, trained by "Sissy Helen", made a sprint, intending to punch through the chest of the arrogant magician. As for how to explain to the Inquisition, it was the Helen family's gold coins that had the final say, and he was not worried at all, because the ancestors of the Helen family said nakedly, "There is no soul that cannot be redeemed with gold coins." ”

When Hera-Bolseforler sighed, she didn't see the young enemy of the Sacrament Department holding some strange magic staff being hit through the body by the powerful golden lion, the staff was suspended between her and Gordon, and he himself disappeared mysteriously and strangely, the two most basic latitude realms of space and time have always been the sacred privilege of level 80+ magic, so when Augustine's figure reappeared in the place where Gordon was standing, Yarman had a mental breakdown again, and the young man who made him unable to feel the fluctuation of the huge magic core used to transcend common sense"Miracle" wounds the heart of a glorious tulip magician.

"It's still not a high-level magic skill. ”

The sage Carver, who walked to the railing with Alice, immediately gave his precise explanation, the threshold height between the tulip magician and the magic sage was far more than the threshold between the high-level sword butterfly and the tulip archmagician, the old man sighed, " I've heard Dean St. Donald mention that there are countless veins on the continent that are intertwined by two invisible threads of latitude and longitude, and only a few of them are meaningful existences, and if you find them, you can find a shortcut to space, but no one has ever been able to give a reasonable and systematic explanation for this, even if there is a large collection of magical classics, there is not even a single piece of paper related to the written record, it seems that there is a great magician in the Plantagenet Dynasty who has been studying this for decades, and it is not clear how it is progressing. Miss Alice, please pay attention to the position of Helen's servant and the young magician's feet in the swapping places, they should be two small magic circles that are not recorded in the books, if I am not mistaken, the interesting magician who seems to only be able to do magic below level 30 stopped when he first passed Helen's subordinate position, and created the simple magic circle prepared for 'jumping', hehe, I, an old man, can't help but jump down and study the little guy at his feet, maybe enough for me to write a let' Torch's group of geniuses are also interested in the papers. ”

Gordon rushed to Augustine's position and immediately relied on instinct to turn around, and when old Carver explained the cause and effect to Miss Alice, Augustine had already spread out his hands, and two red and black spheres far more dazzling than the first magic appeared in his palms, and the spheres were intertwined with dazzling white lightning veins around the spheres, especially the left hand wearing a red glove, the red orbs were particularly bright and gorgeous, and even those landowners who couldn't even support a basic little magic could completely ignore realized that this gadget was definitely a terrifying weapon, and before the audience realized this, Gordon had already begun to continue to rush forward, his vast experience tells him that giving ample time to a magician who doesn't know the depth of his strength is tantamount to suicide.

Gordon's idea was not wrong at all, but at the critical moment when he was still 2 meters away from entering the bounty hunter "God's Zone", the black staff suspended in front of Hera Bolsefleur had an amazing "resonance" with the two orbs in Augustine's hand, and a lightning energy vein came out of the dragon's eye at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye, passing through the two orbs and finally converging into a suspended beautiful triangle , and directly hit the chest of Gordon, the golden lion with excellent agility, knocking the strong lion back to the center of the triangle.

Augustine "jumped" into the magic circle under the staff of the Titan Dragon's Eye, held one hand on the epic dragon's eye from the strongest dragon, looked up at Helen's heir, who was finally no longer smiling gracefully but with a look of surprise, and then glanced at the "daughter of Zeus" in the center of the cylinder, the meaning in his eyes can only be understood by the wise.

The head of the sissy aristocratic young master must have been one of the tallest in the Fatiao Orange Auction House, so he immediately understood the intention of the young magician downstairs, which was to exchange the life of the golden lion Gordon for the ownership of Hera Bolsefleur, and the handsome and beautiful aristocratic young master smiled, holding the wine glass with one hand, and holding out the other hand, signaling Augustine to take care of himself.

He obviously didn't believe that a magic array could imprison or even kill the little kitten of the Helen family.

Augustine sneered softly, his throat moving slightly.

The most shocking and direct was of course Hera Bolsefleur, the Dark Arts, the mutated Little Gamma, the Forbidden Arcane?

She was a level 11 arcanist without the slightest bit of water, so Augustine's suffocating darkness, she accepted almost all of it, it was like the man who came out of the Inquisition stripping her cloak little by little, especially the last glimpse, which made Hera almost despair.

He was telling her: you are mine, and your fate will be worse than being the trophy of the knight Reinhardt.

Then, the whole Orange of the Law went through a scene that was unforgettable.

All the powerful mages, including Old Carver and Yalman, instinctively unfurled a shield of light defense that was the size and thickness of their abilities.

Augustine jerked down on the Staff of Titan Dragon's Eye, inserting it into the vein at his feet.

The black round divine dragon's eye exploded with brilliance, and the lightning veins that ran through the dragon's eye and the red-black sphere skyrocketed several times in thickness, growing from the thickness of the original adult man's thighs to an astonishing size larger than Augustine's body, dancing wildly in the air.

Suddenly.

A vast and holy light poured down from the orange dome of the law like a waterfall, covering almost the entire auction house.

The crowd heard only two words.

"Redemption".