Chapter 19: The Immortal Demon

At the castle of the Lord of Meg, Zack, the butler, is guiding the servants to set the dishes, his eyes are like falcons, and the slightest mistake cannot escape his gaze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"Ellie, if you still want to do this, replace that damn cutlery on your left for silverware, Master York doesn't like ivory cutlery, do you want me to say it a third time!"

Maid Aili broke out in a cold sweat, her face was pale, and she was so frightened that she almost fell to her knees, "I'm sorry butler, I'll change it immediately, please give me another chance." ”

"Opportunities are earned on your own, not just by one mouth. The butler's tone was very cold.

"Yes. Ellie hurriedly put the silverware back in place, and immediately checked the other seats.

Originally, a dinner party did not need to be attended by the big butler in person, but today's dinner lord was very concerned, and Zach didn't want to mess up the dinner, so he personally supervised these servants to do things.

In the study room in the castle, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous aristocratic robe was writing a letter, and his appearance looked very attentive and in line with the temperament of the aristocracy.

Then... There was a knock on the door, and the middle-aged man stopped the quill in his hand and looked at the door, "Come in." ”

A knight in silver armor pushed the door and walked in, and came to the table, and the knight pressed his chest and saluted, "Lord Count, I'm back." ”

"Did the gods make Lord Klein agree?" said Count Manley's expression.

Knight Anlie shook his head, "No, he refused. ”

The Earl's brow furrowed, "What is his reason this time?"

This lord has invited the oracle for the sixth time, but the other party always finds an excuse to refuse. The Earl had thought that the god Klein would care about the influence of the Magic Guild, and he would definitely attend this dinner this time. ――I didn't expect the other party to refuse without regard to the Magic Association.

"It's a red-haired boy, maybe a mercenary, and Master Klein is guiding him in the wrong direction. An Lie's expression looked a little nervous.

"Damn!" the Count slapped the quill in his hand on the table, he also wanted to maintain his noble lordship demeanor, but the grandiose excuse was too much for him to accept. The Earl thought to himself, a poor man needs a fart guide, which is clearly not taking himself as a lord seriously.

"Do you want to kill that bad boy? By the way, remind the Divine Envoy that this is your territory. As the Earl's chief knight, he probably expected the Earl's reaction a long time ago, which is why he cast a murderous look at Payne at that time.

"Nope. The Count stretched out his palm, "Even if you want to remind him, don't do anything to an insignificant pauper, for this will not only be ineffective, but will only exacerbate the conflict." ”

"Your Excellency is wise. But I don't understand, why do you have to invite him?" An Lie asked a long-standing question, "The oracle will only stay in the church during the three months of winter, and by the time winter comes, it is likely that he will no longer be Lord Klein." ”

"There's a reason for that, of course. The Count stood up, facing out the window, from a position where he could see the whole of the realm, "Don't you think this winter is a little unusual?"

An Lie paused, "You mean the man-eating beast some time ago?"

"It's just a small part of... Before the onset of winter, the rare knights of the Holy Light suddenly appeared frequently, and it is believed that the son reported that this was because of the appearance of an immortal demon. ”

"Immortal demon, what's that?" was the first time Anlie had heard of it.

"A bunch of undead monsters spreading the plague everywhere... Undead. The Count clenched his fist, and among the nobles there was a terrible legend of the undead, a group of unkillable monsters, and the most terrible thing was that the plague they carried would take all the life of a city in a matter of days, and no one would be spared.

An Lie's expression immediately became nervous, he hadn't heard of the undead, but he had heard of the terrible plague, "You mean... , the plague of the Western Kingdom has spread to the country?"

"That's what I want to know, that's why I want to get something out of Klein's mouth, even if it's just a hint, so we can prepare as soon as possible. ”

......

Back at the inn, Payne's mind still hadn't calmed down. He did not know if the oracle's identity would represent the entire Holy See, but one thing was certain: the Holy See would not sympathize with the weak.

This was very different from what he knew about the Church, or rather, the Holy See could not be considered an apostle of God at all. The reason why Payne thinks this way is entirely because of his understanding of God. -- God is loving, and Her brilliance should shine on everyone, not on the basis of merit.

Wait, he remembered that the oracle used 'she' for the title of god, "Is it a goddess?"

For the whole night, Payne thought back to the whole thing. However, the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, the only thing he was sure of was the oracle, he should be the angel he had seen before.

Thirteen outstanding bounty hunters have all died in Iron Rhino Town, why can a single oracle settle all this, Payne wondered to himself, what kind of terrifying state the power of the oracle has reached. Is there really an angel in this world? But he clearly said that he was born as a slave.

"Slave origin?" Payne suddenly thought of something, "how did he get those wings that pull the wind!"

......

With a mess of questions, Payne fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Payne looked a little sluggish, perhaps because he didn't find the answer in his dream.

But after a good night's sleep, he suddenly felt that those problems were no longer serious, because it was obviously not the time to think about them.

Thinking of this, his spirit relaxed a lot, and what he had to do now was to fill his stomach first.

Walking through the market district, where the smell of cooked food wafted with meat makes it difficult to choose to ignore it, Payne weighs his money bag and decides to ignore the past once again.

When he came to the stall selling black bread, he was still the same, paid ten copper coins, and chose a bread that looked more pleasing to the eye. While gnawing hard, he walked out of the city.

Although hard training still has no effect, you can't give up.

The slums, which was the only way to get from the bazaar to the outside of the city, if he didn't want to go far.

As usual, the black bread that faded from his mouth as he passed through the slums always attracted a few burning glances, but he never paid any attention to them, for the landlord had no surplus food.

"Ahh "Payne was obviously unlucky this time, and the sand in the bread almost didn't crush his teeth. After a few mouthfuls, he spit out all the bread in his mouth.

Looking at the half loaf of bread in front of him, Payne began to re-examine himself. Thinking of the other people's crossing and the beautiful women hanging their shoulders, and looking at himself, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in himself - what am I doing here!

Payne slammed the remaining half-pound of bread out of his hand, - God it's easy to open his eyes once, am I here to gnaw on these damn breads?

I'm going to change the status quo -- right nowβ€”right now!