"The old boy from Cullen sent a notice saying that while discussing with the historians of the Holy Spirit in the Great Library of the Holy Spirit this afternoon, he accidentally discovered another explanation for the murderous crimes committed by King Link against the elves, and this explanation has been recognized by most historians. Three days later, Cullen will hold a state banquet in the royal city and vindicate King Link. You know that, right?" asked the Pope on the way back to the Basilica of Vanti.

"I know that's what I came up with. Gloomy nodded and acknowledged.

"But now Cullen is wanted for treason, and that guy is also wanted for you for blasphemy. You are now burdened with two charges that would be enough to send you to the gallows, and do you think I should arrest you?, but little Cullen has offered a reward for a very large estate outside the city, which produces a very famous wine, and has an annual income of more than two thousand gold coins, and it will only take three or four years to make up for the loss I have just suffered, and I will reap the benefits in a steady stream for a long time. That's good, isn't it?" said the Pope, rubbing his beard.

The husband King Cullen Seth is almost 100 years old, and he is still "Little Cullen" in the mouth of the Pope. I wonder what kind of thoughts he would have in his heart if he knew this title?

"I don't really believe you're going to arrest me. For one, I'm not that easy to catch. Second, if you really wanted to arrest me, you could have arrested me a long time ago, so why wait until now?" In his eyes, Cyril Victor is a nervous and lying-loving "little guy".

That's right, just like he did to the old king, and in his dark eyes, the pope is also a little one.

He was almost 200 years older than him.

"Well, I hate shrewdness and unfooling of you. The Pope pouted. Such an action is indeed very funny when placed on an old man, as if it were ...... It's like one day you find your cow smiling at you, and there's always a weird feeling.

The Pope continued, "Now Elvi XXII has set up a full 300,000 elven soldiers on the border less than thirty miles outside the city of Grey Goose. The city lord of Grey Goose City has already asked for help from the royal city, and now a large number of reinforcements are also rushing there. The Elven Empress was tough, saying that if the Terrans insisted on proving it for Link Seth, she would send troops. The war is so close that you are the one who started it. ”

"Ah, is the Empress going to war with the Terrans?" said Sylvia, with a hint of worry in her eyes. It's about the elf clan, and she can't help but worry about it, it's her mother clan after all.

"Even if the two sides went to war, I still stuck to my original decision. Because if we are afraid of war and hide the truth, then what are we studying history for?" said gloomily: "When I first read history books, I knew that discovering the truth is the mission of those who do history, and if we want to do academics, we must rely on a cold-blooded heart. Just like your Terran's most famous necromancer, Mr. Ador, when our demonic army reached the bottom of the royal city, he turned the 200,000 forbidden soldiers in the city into undead necromantic creatures, and then made the demons unable to fight the abyss again. Did he do the right thing? Some people say he's doing the right thing, some people say he's just contemptuous of human nature. But I think he was right, he used 200,000 lives, but he saved 20 million lives, otherwise Seth would have been gone. ”

"That's a similar idea to Terry, and that's what he told me. He said that peace should not be the dust that covers gold, and that it is the will of my lord, the god of light, who will not allow any righteous person to be manipulated by evil. Yesterday's darkness is for today's light......"

"You're talking nonsense to me like this here, and it makes me feel like you're trying to trick me and not give me a good price for that batch. A slap on the Pope's shoulder interrupted the white-bearded old man's desire to continue talking.

"Old man, I am not a deceitful, there is absolutely no such thing as cheating and abduction, after all, I am the Pope, and the Pope is dignified!" Cyril Victor said with a noble appearance.

"I'm afraid your dignity has long been thrown out of the clouds, right?" said silently in his heart.

Under the bright lights of the Hall of Dawn, the Pope used the detection magic array very professionally to inspect the objects that Di had brought out of the secret passage behind the Heavenly Falls.

"I have to say that your kid's luck is really not ordinary. Two fifth-level magic shields, two fifth-level magic swords, and even the 'Echo of the Dust', which has long been lost, have been found by you. The Pope was amazed when he looked at the equipment that had just been dusted and was now as bright as new.

"Hearing you say that, is this sword famous?" Gloom picked up the quaint gray longsword from the testing table. The sword's appearance was really very low-key, there were no decorative patterns, and even the magic inscriptions were hidden in the shadows because of the matte gray, but the low-key looking blade shone with a cold glow.

"Of course it's famous, otherwise how could I have called it out in one bite?" the Pope took down a thick black book from a mahogany bookshelf on the side of the Hall of Dawn, flipped it to one of the pages, and said, "Well, all the information about this long sword is here, you can see for yourself." ”

Looking at the ancient pages that had been magically processed, they were still dull yellow and had begun to become brittle, and he pressed his index finger between the lines and began to read them earnestly.

"Echoes of the Dust", a sixth-level magic longsword, its creator is not a dwarf, but a master of magic named Harvey Eisenhower. This near-perfect weapon came from an imperfect man - the Harvey master's life was nothing short of bumpy, and his legs were born with a natural hypochondriac, which made him almost unable to stand, sitting or lying down. In middle age, he lost his wife, and in his later years, he lost his only daughter. "Echoes of the Dust" is the last work of his life, and it is also his best one. After Master Harvey Eisenhower finished making this sword, he himself said that when this sword met someone it thought was right, it would sublimate into a level 8 magic weapon, and the name would also change to become a "colorful echo".

- You buried those painful memories deep in your heart, but when the memories were revealed, they were all beautiful.