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Today, the theater is performing the only movement in the "Anthem of Light" that is neither majestic nor impassioned - the overture "My Goddess".

The music is soft and long, changing the solemnity of religious music, and even more like a love poem, which makes people intoxicated and deeply immersed in it.

It is said that this movement was written by the founder of the Temple of Light, the first Paladin of Light, Rasier Tyrande.

Therefore, many people are speculating that at the moment of the collapse of faith, it was this pure love that supported Rasier Tyrande.

"It's arranged in such a place, playing such a repertoire?????? Is this young and beautiful papal envoy going to confess to me?"

Hagrid took a sip of the new sterling silver flask, still talking nonsense as usual.

And Colt, who accompanied him, thought seriously for a moment as before, and gave the most real possible answer.

Perhaps, the other party is simply courting goodwill, hoping that the Templars and the Papal Palace can cooperate sincerely. ”

"Well, you have a point, so now let's move on to the music. ”

Hagrid said, putting down the flask that never left him, closing his eyes, and quietly savoring the notes that echoed in his ears.

It wasn't until the end of the movement, with sparse applause, that Hagrid opened his eyes again.

At some point, a woman in a white robe appeared beside me.

Even in this dark theater, the long golden hair still exudes a faint glow. With that not only beautiful, but also graceful and luxurious countenance, it even makes people feel that it is a waste to be the chief adviser and envoy of the Pope, and that she should be given a higher status, definitely not only a bishop, but perhaps a step further, or even more than one step of identity and status, worthy of her.

"Miranda, St. Johnson?"

Although it was the first time they met, this beauty of the Papal Palace had already been famous, and it was not so difficult to make such a judgment based on those rumors.

Sure enough, the other party put away his clapping hands and smiled charmingly at Hagrid: "First meeting, Chief Paladin, Your Excellency Hagrid St. Brooke." ”

However, Hagrid's reaction was very different from what he had ever been.

"Bishop Miranda, then, is it possible to expand on topics that are inconvenient to touch in the letter, in the present situation where you and I are face to face? ”

Serious and serious, polite and blunt.

Full of official flavor, Hagrid can be said to be like two people on weekdays.

And Miranda said a little apologetically: "I'm sorry to let you come in person, originally according to your identity, His Majesty the Pope should have come in person, but His Majesty the Pope has been unwell recently, so I was sent to take full charge of the negotiations between the two sides." ”

"So let's get down to business, or do you think I'm idle?"

Well, Hagrid's politeness had gone with patience, and only stiffness remained.

And Miranda showed a cultivation that matched his appearance.

"Since Hagrid is pressed for time, let's cut to the chase. ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

Suddenly, a pastor who followed handed over a document.

Hagrid unceremoniously took it in his hand and flipped through it.

Miranda, on the other hand, said: "Six thousand years ago, with the joint efforts of the Papal Palace, the Knights Templar and the Inquisition, the faith in the continent of Igura was unified. However, as the glory of the goddess of light shone on the earth, shadows crept in. ”

"The Dark Council - a radical force of rebels and blasphemers have come together to rebel against the existence and faith of the Goddess of Light. ”

"But I have to say that the power of the Dark Council is so powerful that even the Goddess of Light has fallen in this war. Thankfully, it was the heyday of the Temple of Light, and it had heroes like Rasier Tyrande. So, this wave of rebellion was finally crushed. ”

"But in fact, the Dark Council has not been completely wiped out, but there is a remnant of the power that exists in the shadows, and has used six thousand years to develop and grow. ”

"With the will of six thousand years ago, the Dark Council, which should have ceased to exist, has returned. ”

And for this moment, a plan implied the will of the Dark Council for six thousand years was launched. ”

"'The will of the millennium', that's the name of the plan. ”

And in order to mock the hero who fought for this, and even lost the love of his life, Rasier Tyrande, this plan was translated into the Elven language - Metalin. ”

Miranda's explanation was over, and Hagrid finished reading the information in his hand.

However, Hagrid's heart could not be at peace for a long time.

In fact, the plan he has in his hands is everything related to the "will of the millennium".

And it is worth mentioning that this information ?????? It's too detailed!

It's so detailed that this information is enough to replicate what the Dark Council has done for six thousand years.

And Miranda also seemed to have discovered Hagrid's inner doubts, and still maintained that calmness, smiling and saying, "Your Excellency Hagrid, I believe you have already guessed. So, I can be honest with you now?????? Yes, the Dark Council was able to survive and carry out this plan with the support of the Papal Palace, and it can be said that it was fully supported. ”

"The reason is very simple?????? If there is no more darkness and fear in this world, then there will be no soil for light and faith to survive. So, it was a political bargain - the Papal Palace guaranteed the minimum existence of the Dark Council, and every now and then they made a fuss to prove the value of the Temple of Light. ”

Hagrid sneered and said, "Doesn't the Papal Palace think that such a 'faith' is too selfish and despicable?"

Miranda, however, continued to smile and said, "Then it depends on how Lord Hagrid understands the faith." In my opinion, the so-called "faith" itself is nothing more than an excuse for evasion, and a place of spiritual sustenance for the cowardly to compromise at the end. People are always praying, asking what the believed, can bring to the faith they give. Rather than thinking about what you can offer to the faith. So, the faith itself is selfish and mean. Well, it's not wrong for the Papal Palace to take such a measure, isn't it?"

"It's unimaginable??????" Hagrid looked at Miranda with a slightly strange expression, and said, "Andre, a fanatic, would actually teach such a ?????? No, your thoughts, your actions are enough to be called blasphemers. ”

Miranda didn't care, but said: "Hypocrites, blasphemers, no, the Dark Council is, and although I don't want to admit it, in fact, the accumulation of six thousand years has been so huge that the Papal Palace is beyond its control. Therefore, in order to cope with this crisis, the Papal Palace unanimously agreed that the Temple of Light had reached the point where it had to be reintegrated and unified with the outside world, as it had been for six thousand years. ”

"Actually, I prefer confrontation. Hum hum ??????"

Stitch didn't know when he appeared in the seat behind them, letting out a low laugh.

And Miranda couldn't help but look at Stitch: "The ace of the Knights Templar, the second Night Paladin, Your Excellency Stitch is really mysterious, even the Papal Palace, which is best at using the intricate network of relationships to obtain untraceable information, only knows these things for Your Excellency." And, judging from your words, can I interpret this as a statement by the Knights Templar?"

As she spoke, Miranda waved her hand again, and then a tall and strong figure pushed the door straight in.

"Pray to me, and I will bestow upon you and other nations an inheritance. ”

"To the end of the earth are yours. ”

"But thou hast held the battle of black iron in thy hand, and hast crushed them like earthenware. ”

"Therefore the kings possessed themselves and received the judgment of the light. ”

"Serve thy lord and thy god with trepidation, and go to war with joy. ”

"Kiss your child!"

"And then go to death!"

Reciting the words of the Anthem of Light, André drew his javelin from behind and headed straight for Stik.

Looking at that murderous appearance, Miranda suddenly understood that the situation was out of control at this time, and originally planned to use Andre's appearance to remind Hagrid's Inquisition that it had agreed to cooperate, so as to pressure the Templar Order's plan to compromise, but also couldn't take care of it, and immediately shouted: "Teacher Andrei, please stop!"

"The Holy Flame is blazing, and they will be helpless, unreliable, and will fall into hell and atone for their sins forever!"

It wasn't until he finished reciting the "Divine Punishment" in the "Song of Light" that Andrei spoke: "Let the monster in front of you walk freely, what kind of saints will be, and what qualifications do you have to stay in the Inquisition?

As he spoke, he held up the sterling silver javelin and ejected the golden blade.

"Oh, is the fun game about to begin? this time, you won't even have a chance to beg for mercy!"

As he spoke, the pitch-black blood spear already gathered in his hand.

Seeing that a bloody battle was about to begin, Wooger suddenly broke in.

"Master Hagrid!

Hagrid suddenly got up, bowed slightly to Miranda, apologized, and said, "Bishop Miranda, I think our meeting is going to be suspended for the time being, and I have some things to deal with. With that, he beckoned Colt and Stitch to leave. It can be seen that he is not sincere.

Sdick snorted slightly dissatisfied, and said, "It seems that this battle is going to be put on hold for the time being?????? I hope the next time we meet, you'll still be murderous?????? Andrey ??????" After saying that, he dissipated the blood spear in his hand and turned to leave.

And Andre also put away the sterling silver javelin and sneered: "You monster, start counting down your days in this world, the next time we see each other will be when you fall." With that, he turned to leave.

And Miranda looked at the sudden change in front of her, and couldn't help but have a headache and said, "It seems that this negotiation broke down??????"

However, none of them noticed.

In a dark, imperceptible corner of the theater, a figure in a black robe sat silently. It wasn't until everyone had left, and even the lights in the theater had gone out, that he said in the darkness as if talking to himself, "Have you found out?" what 'Metalin' really means?????? But in fact, I still don't know anything. Hehehe, when will a war of rivers of blood and mountains of corpses begin??????? It's exciting??????"

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