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The Holy City, Mirandor, the holy place of divine radiance, the towering minarets of the churches stand all over the city, when the Holy City was still called Mirandal, it was already a place of strong religious culture, and the predecessors of these famous cathedrals were mostly built during the period of Mirandal, after the church headquarters moved from the south to the east of the empire, it was not much renovated, and it has been settled here as if it had taken root for hundreds of years. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Pope Room, the Templar Hill, and the headquarters of the Holy Knights, each of the three unfold in turn around a giant church, corresponding to an equilateral triangle, while the other twelve main gods are in the form of twelve palaces, drawing a regular twelve-sided shape.

Therefore, no matter from the window of any of these fifteen cathedrals, the view presented to you is so pleasing to the eye.

White templars, black roads, gray houses, pious and clean citizens, patrols in white robes and black belts slowly patrol the streets, and in the face of the paladins on towering white unicorns, the barefoot believers cast respectful and envious glances.

But looking at the neat and unique layout of the city, as the supreme bishop of the church under one man and above ten thousand, Adolf Leobert knew very well that this was no coincidence.

"Adolf, are you worried about Lamberts?"

A sudden voice from behind him interrupted his thoughts.

"Don't worry, we've been properly relieved, and as long as the Silver Rose family doesn't have any intention of breaking with us once and for all, he won't do anything to the priests. ”

"Nona......" Adolf frowned.

Like Lamberts, Adolf Leobert had very pure pale silver hair, usually found only on the very pure Imperial. He brushed all his hair back to the back of his head, and his resolute and rigid face reflected a pale golden glow in the light of the sun.

It's like the face of a god.

"Look" Turning to look at her Supreme Bishop, Nona hid her eyes under the turban and couldn't help but show an admiring gaze.

Perfect image, perfect temperament, plus perfect ability.

Everything is the same as the immortal saints in the legends of the church.

This is why more than half of the people in the Church feel that Bishop Leobert the Cross is more suitable to be the representative and leader of the Papal Chamber than the rather disrespectful Pope who sits in the Holy See today.

It's just that there is a small flaw in the almost perfect man in front of him, which makes his incomparably dazzling resume no longer so difficult to look at.

Nona couldn't help but feel a little guilty about the sudden dark thoughts in her heart, and in order to divert her attention, she opened her mouth to ask Adolf: "But I heard that you plan to expel that child's membership, will such a punishment be too heavy for him?"

"Lamberts' boy......" Adolf couldn't help but be silent for a moment, "maybe it's really all my fault." ”

"This punishment is appropriate. Adolf said lightly, "That kid has always caused a lot of trouble to the church, I originally wanted him to make meritorious deeds and repay the kindness and tolerance that the church gave him by dedicating his life to the church, but now it seems that this kid may really not be suitable to continue to stay in the church." ”

"Maybe he's not as ...... as you think" Nona subconsciously argued, Lamberts' child can be regarded as something she watched grow up, although sometimes she will feel a headache about what he did, but now to see him really come to this point, after all, it is still a little unbearable.

"I'm ......" Adolf suddenly spoke, interrupting Nona's persuasion, "I'm still selfish after all......"

"It's the best ending for him. Adolf looked quietly into the distance, "Because of him, so many people in the Sunnah have been killed and captured, in order to save him, the Papal Hall can even give up all the others I know that this is your care for me, but this kind of thing can't go on like this, so...... I finally decided to let go......"

"But have you ever wondered what this means to Lamberts?!" Nona finally got a little angry, "It's right that you let go like this, and you are relieved, but what about Lamberts, who was given up by the church and the Lord God who believed in him wholeheartedly, and by his father who longed for him the most...... What would he think!?"

"......" Adolf listened to Nona in silence, and then said calmly, "Nona, do you know? I've been wondering if I've hurt Lamberts, the kid. ”

"There are countless people in this world who will never be able to break through the truth in their lifetime, but no one will do anything about it like Lamberts's child. For the first time, Nona could hear a clear trace of exhaustion in Adolf's voice for the first time, "The same happened to the Black Blood Nine years ago, I have been wondering if that kid will be too demanding of himself." He had only me in his eyes all along, and you know, my ridiculous title of 'the one closest to the saints'...... So Lamberts is invisibly, and he is also taking me as an example, and asking for himself. ”

"I chose the church for him, and I chose the path of faith for him, because a long time ago, I thought that this was the only right way. Adolf's voice flickered briefly with exhaustion, and then he regained his senses, "But now I know that it was just my own naïve bias, and that there might be a more suitable path for Lamberts waiting for him...... And all this time, it was I who bound him. ”

"For the sake of their children's growth, the lions will drive the children out of the lions, and the goshawks will push the chicks off the cliffs. It may be a long time later, but I should probably let go of the shackles that bind Lamberts and let him find his own path. ”

“...... But what if he falls because of this?" Nona listened quietly, but for a moment she didn't know how to dissuade Adolf, and finally said only a little palely.

"I believe in what the gods and the church have taught him. Adolf smiled faintly, "Even if he is no longer a priest, he is still a child who has gone out of the church, so I believe that he has been taught and understood all along, he is no longer a child, he will know what to do." ”

"This can be regarded as a little selfishness on my part, if he really falls, I will take responsibility and kill him. ”

Adolf quietly looked at the sky south of the holy city, where cumulonimbus clouds seemed to be brewing, but the power of the sun was so constant that even if there would be dark clouds for a short time, it would be a sunny day after the storm......

The priest from nine years ago was quietly curled up on a hard bed in the dungeon, frowning and muttering something.

It seems that compared to more than ten days ago, his spirit has settled down a lot, but he still seems a little nervous.

When Evanian pushed the door open and walked in, Lamberts just quietly looked up at him, then looked back.

It's just that Evan Ian can see the hatred hidden under those blue eyes.

"Good morning, Priest Lambert Leobert, have you slept well these days?" Raising his hand to drive Iofita behind him, Evan Ian sat outside the cage, staring across the fence from Lamberts.

"......" Lamberts' gaze swept over Evan Ian, and then he stood up and slowly walked to the cage, his red eyes fixed on Evan Ian.

Lamberts pressed his head to the iron, his expression full of anger and bewilderment, but not as irrational as he had seen Evan Ian before.

"Heresy...... Why am I being captured by you...... Why would I, as a surrogate of the gods, be defeated by you, a filthy black blood, and why would the justice of the gods be trampled under the feet of you, a disgusting ant!?"

Evan Ian quietly looked at the man in front of him, the other party was twice as old as him, and his beard was scruffy at this time, like an uncle, but his expression and thoughts were so simple and naïve.

"Is the son of a perfectionist father a clean man......" Evan Ian muttered softly, "what a good and evil dualism." ”

"Justice is supported by strength. I'm stronger than you, so you've failed. Evan Ian was not in a hurry, he played with the small glass bottle in his hand, and gossiped with Lamberts, but suddenly remembered that this seemed to be the first time he had sat down with Lamberts and talked quietly. Either Lamberts looked down on Evangel before, or Evan Ian didn't look down on Lamberts, and he didn't talk well after all.

"And what about God?!Can you be stronger than God?!" Lamberts was not reconciled, "God's wrath is like a holy flame, and it should destroy all filth and ......."

"Alright. Evanian interrupted Lamberts, "I'm not as strong as the gods, and the gods aren't you. In fact, because the power of the church is too strong, I am already planning to let you out. ”

"......" Lamberts glared at Evan Ian, his teeth gritted, he took a deep breath as if he suddenly remembered, "How strong are you? I don't believe that your strength is really only the middle level of the arcane law as the outside world says......"

"Oh...... This one...... This is an intentional intelligence operation, but since you all know about it now, I'll tell you. Evanian lifted three fingers, "My arcane spells are indeed only at the middle level, and that is not lying to you. ”

Then he bent a finger: "But in elemental magic, I'm super high-level." ”

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