The Pope looked at the old man, who seemed to be several years old and had lost his spirit, and said with some reluctance: "Why should you have such an obsession, Asa. The mages were no longer able to make any waves, they were all chained to their collars, and they could only bark in the cages we had made. ”

The chief judge shook his head, "That's because you don't know them, Your Majesty. I've dealt with many archmages whose names can be recorded in the register. These people have a fire in their hearts, just like the knights who can give their lives to their faith, and they can fight to the end for their faith. ”

"Never underestimate a heart that harbors ideals, even though they are likely to bury the whole world. ", the referee said very solemnly.

"Are sinners and saints in the same mind?, is that Al Edward the same?", the Pope asked.

"Yes, he is. "And what is more terrible than the knights is that these mages are not bound by high morals. Even in the hearts of many mages, they are resistant to or even disdainful of morality, which is one of the important reasons for the outbreak of disasters that year. ”

"If the tyranny and shamelessness of the nobles stemmed from their greed for pleasure, then the mages' dangerous explorations and experiments stemmed from their never-ending insatiable curiosity and curiosity like monsters in hell. Essentially, these mages are no different from the nobles who trample on the precepts, and because of their knowledge, they become even more dangerous. ”

"All human beings are born with sin, and if they are not restrained and put on chains, they will devour the light and spread the darkness. When I recited the commandments, I often wondered why all people are born sinful in the commandments.

But I didn't dare to ask, I didn't dare to answer, I could only hide this question deep in my heart. As he spoke, the hearer of divine will, the preacher, the shepherd, had a blank look on his face. If the apprentices outside see it, I'm afraid the faith will collapse.

The great earthly agent, the saint Gregory III, could be at a loss?

At this time, only those gray-haired, well-informed old priests could answer them: saints are also human beings.

So I often wonder if it was the will of the gods, so our ancestors could write this commandment. Even though I never believe in ......", the referee suddenly fell silent as if talking about taboos.

However, from his words, a very astonishing message was revealed: the supreme holy commandments in the hearts of all believers, which had been proclaimed as gods and conveyed to the world, were actually compiled by men!

"I see, so let's add an insurance policy. The Pope nodded, "Al Edward has broken the Holy Commandment, and the death penalty is avoidable, but the living crime cannot be escaped." Row him to the fortresses of the north and wash away his sins with blood. ”

"But the dark elves aren't going to ...... soon," the chief judge was taken aback, but he reacted immediately, "But didn't you make a deal with the Iron Thorn Family?"

"But I just promised to release Al Edward. A rare look of cunning appeared on the Pope's face, "As for the complaints of the Iron Thorn family, I have been very generous in letting Al Edward out, and if Iron Thorn wants to stretch its spikes, I will say that all those burrs will be pulled out, and there will be no one left." The Pope raised his eyebrows and said very domineeringly.

"That's a way, and I have to give this little guy a warning. The referee thought for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

As he turned to leave, the old man finally said, "Your Majesty, please be careful. Don't forget that your opponent is the one in the palace, and you're still too soft-hearted compared to him. ”

"I hope you can overcome him, but I hope you don't become like him in order to defeat him. ”

"Hey, I hope you're doing well, take care. With one last word of advice, the old man finally left the prayer room with a slight stagger.

"Grievous. The Pope looked at the idol, his eyes full of memories and recollections, and he stretched out his hand, as if trying to grasp a small tail of good memories.

"How many years have we not seen each other?"

......

Al tightened his coat and sneezed. He lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked at the gloomy and gray weather with a little annoyance, and muttered, "This damn weather. ”

But what annoyed Al even more was the dead face of the priest who was also sitting in the carriage, which made Al's mood even more gloomy than the winter haze.

"Father, it didn't take long for us to see each other again. The rest of the journey is very long, so please advise. A smile erupted into Al's face.

That's right, this escort is not so much an escort, but a priest who monitored and escorted Al to the north, the same one who arrested Al before and imprisoned him in the Holy Inquisition, no wonder Al is in such a bad mood now.

Even if you finally get out of the black prison, you can see the sunshine that you haven't seen for a long time.

As a sinner, El was escorted entirely by priests and warriors of the Holy Cult on his journey to the North. All the supplies prepared, including the carriage in which Al was riding, were taken care of by the Holy Cult. How could these clergy, who believed that finances were external things and pleasure was the source of evil, give Al special care and a good face.

If it weren't for the special care of the chief referee, there might not even be a carriage, and Al would have to ride all the way to the north.

Things weren't getting any better, though, and Al pressed the hard plate. Not to mention the blankets, not even a cushion, Al could imagine that by the time he arrived in the North, all his bones would fall apart. In fact, he was very interested in asking the priest:

"Doesn't your butt hurt?"

Of course, this was unspeakable, and while Al was constantly complaining in his heart, the somewhat bumpy carriage suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, what's going on!", the priest asked, raising his voice.

"My lord, there was a woman who stopped outside the carriage, and she said that he was the old friend of Al Edward, and wanted to give him a ride. ", replied the samurai outside the carriage in a loud voice.

"A woman?", Al's heart moved, who could it be? and alone?