readx;? On this day, a guard told Adam that the Pope of the Temple of War had asked to be contacted, and Yarman was waiting at the door of the study. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After getting Adam's answer, the guards brought Yarman into the study, and after Yarman entered the study, he simply saluted Adam, and did not talk nonsense, and directly used magic to communicate with the Pope.

Adam guessed that maybe Yarman had been in Blackstone for a month, and he was a little anxious, and he wanted to go back.

The magic was cast, and soon after, he contacted the Pope, who was in the Temple of War.

"Long time no see, Lord Adam. The pope's voice sounded indifferently: "I don't know if His Excellency Adam is ready to hand over the prisoners, I have prepared all the supplies, and my people are carrying the supplies and are in the Tianying Capital." ”

Adam nodded in agreement, "That's fine, I'll send someone tomorrow at noon to take Hall and Yarman to the edge of the Forgotten Forest." ”

The Pope laughed: "Okay, then I will wait for His Excellency Adam!"

After saying that, the Pope was very clever this time to cut off the divine connection in time, in case Adam made any other requests.

Adam sent someone to take Arman down and called out to Mondstadt.

"Tomorrow you make arrangements to take Hall and Yarman to the Forgotten Forest to hand over supplies. Adam bowed his head as he reviewed the hilly affairs of Blackstone on the bookcase, and instructed Mondstadt.

Mondstadt nodded, "Yes, Your Highness!"

Adam suddenly looked up and asked, "By the way, do you want to bring a few Hell Man-Eaters, I'm worried that you will pass through the cliff abyss." ”

Mondstadt smiled confidently, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I'll only take some of the Templars with me, and I can fly a few people with my magic." ”

Normally, only when you reach the strength of a Sage can you control the strength of flying, but if you look at Mondstadt, the strength level is only level nine, but he can already lead people to fly!

Adam nodded: "That's fine, you go and arrange it first!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Early the next morning, Mondstadt left Blackstone with more than a dozen Templars, guarding Hall and Yarman. Mondstadt wrapped his magic around the crowd and flew all the way to the underground passages.

By the time Adam received the attendant's briefing, Mondstadt had already set off.

Although Mondstadt brought fewer people with him this time, considering Mondstadt's own strength, Adam didn't take this matter too seriously. As long as the Pope of the Temple of War hadn't come here in person, Mondstadt would have been able to bring back supplies safely.

The prestige and strength of the first person of the same generation are not in vain!

Mondstadt and his party didn't say a word all the way, even in the underground passage, Mondstadt didn't cancel the magic and turned into a streamer all the way, moving forward quickly.

In the envelopment of the divine magic, everyone only felt a golden light in front of them, and when the light disappeared, everyone had already appeared on the edge of the Forgotten Forest.

Hall and Yarman were among them, surrounded by the Templars, who protected them closely, but also watched their every move. Standing at the front of the procession, Mondstadt looked into the distance, the edge of the Forgotten Forest was deserted, and Mondstadt looked up at the sun, it was still some time before noon, and the exchange of supplies had not yet arrived.

But it didn't matter if they didn't come, there were still some things to deal with, and Mondstadt turned to look at Hall.

Yarman looked at Mondstadt in confusion, but Hall sensed that something was wrong, and his heart jumped and he looked at Mondstadt vigilantly: "What are you going to do?!"

Mondstadt chuckled, "In order to prevent you from revealing the location of Blackstone, I need to do something in your memory. ”

Yarman now knew why Mondstadt kept looking at the two of them!

"You can't do that!" said Yarman, a man of horror, as a clergyman, well aware of the damage that erasing memories can do to the soul, and it is a lasting damage.

If it weren't a last resort, ordinary people wouldn't use this kind of magic technique, but if it was really an ordinary person, they wouldn't use this kind of domineering magic art.

Hall took a few steps back, and with a look of fear in his eternal eyes, he shouted, "Mondstadt, aren't you afraid that His Majesty the Pope of the Temple of War will trouble you?"

"Can't be afraid, hehe, there's nothing you can't do for the sake of Your Highness!" Mondstadt raised his eyebrows, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he waved his big hand and pointed his left hand at the two of them: "Memory Erasure!"

The Harvest Sacred Book on his right hand rose into the void, and golden light burst out of the book, sweeping towards Hall and Yarman.

The golden light flooded Hall and Yarman's entire person, and a trace of golden light seeped through the bare skin of their bodies, and then submerged into the depths of their souls, erasing their memories of the underground passages of Blackstone.

During this process, Mondstadt kept his left hand pointing straight at the two of them, and golden light continued to spill out of the Harvest Tome. The Templars on the side could clearly see that Lord Mondstadt's body was trembling slightly, and it was still difficult for Mondstadt to perform such a domineering magic technique as erasing memories.

This is also thanks to the help of a top-level artifact like the Harvest Sacred Text, otherwise Mondstadt would never be able to perform such a domineering magic alone, and even with the help of a top-level artifact, Mondstadt would still have a hard time keeping the spell-casting process intact.

After a few moments, the magic was cast, and the golden light on the two of them faded like a tide, returning to the Harvest Tome, which fell gently into Mondstadt's hands.

"Poof!" Mondstadt felt the blood rush through his chest, and he couldn't hold back the onslaught of blood, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Excellency!"

"Lord Mondstadt!"

The Templars nervously said that Master Mondstadt, who had been invincible in their eyes, had vomited blood!

Mondstadt waved his hand, slightly weak, and said, "It's okay. ”

Waving off several of the Templars who were supporting him, Mondstadt looked up at Hall and Yarman, and seeing their confused and confused eyes, Mondstadt knew that the magic had been successful.

Mondstadt breathed a sigh of relief, and to be honest, it was the first time he had tried to perform this kind of magic, and if it hadn't been for Adam's precautions and allowing Hall and Yarman to remember the existence of the underground passage, Mondstadt would not have performed this magic that was very harmful to his body.

All this is for His Highness Adam!

Hall and Yarman looked around in confusion, all they remembered was that they had been captured by Mondstadt, and then somehow they were taken to Blackstone, and they all remembered the events that had happened since then, and they knew that today was the day of the prisoner exchange.

Except for them, they don't remember how they were brought to Blackstone in the first place.

Mondstadt shifted his attention after a momentary look at the two of them, taking the sweat towel from the Templar Warrior and wiping the blood from his mouth, just as Mondstadt cleaned himself up, a stream of light flew towards him in the distance.

Mondstadt looked up at the horizon, a blood-red streamer. Mondstadt squinted slightly, he felt a powerful aura, the strength of the comer was definitely at the holy level!