A heroic figure stood under an olive tree, with a green olive leaf in the corner of his lazy mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThis is the captain of the Imperial Guard, Rombido, wearing a helmet and armor, and holding a richly decorated greatsword in his hand.

Praise to the great Alula, he has been coming to the Naga Palace in the Shengla Cathedral for a month, and after Her Excellency returned to the palace last month, he escorted him all the way back, and then he was told that it was unfortunate that the saint's pet, the sacred beast of the Holy See, the Holy Unicorn, was missing. After expressing his anger at the failure of the countless priests in the care of the Cathedral, he looked at a tearful Victoria, who promised to stay and help find the missing beast.

It's funny that these priests, who can only chant scriptures, have lost the mount of Her Majesty the Goddess.

Pope Poye XVII was a good friend of his uncle Burton, and he had met the old man, who had only taken over the papal throne at the age of sixty-five. When he was a child, he often came with his family, sometimes his mother who came to pray, sometimes his gray-haired grandmother, and occasionally with Uncle Bolton to the council chamber behind the central temple, and he was always placed in the pilgrimage garden by the adults, and he could clearly count the number of marble bricks from the pilgrimage garden to the staircase of glory.

At that time, the pilgrimage garden was managed by a very weak nun, who was always careful to rescue the delicate roses that had just been destroyed by him.

"Rombidó, you are such a wild child. She always said helplessly.

At that time, he always liked to annoy her, and then she reprimanded her helplessly.

Later, the nun was never seen again, and everything in the Cathedral seemed to lose its luster.

He never came here again.

If it weren't for escorting Victoria back this time, he wouldn't want to set foot in this place again.

He was disgusted with the clergy who came and went every day, chanting and praying, the holiness of which had been tainted twenty years earlier.

He believes in Alouluo, the Saint of Light, the Aluda of power, and only power represents everything.

The river flowed quietly, and Rombido stretched, thinking about how he would persuade Victoria to give up looking for her pet when he met her later.

The unicorn could not be found after rummaging through the entire church, and it was either stolen or fell off the waterfall in front of the Naga Palace and was washed away. After so many days of searching, these were the two scenarios he felt were most likely. He prefers the latter in mind, because the possibility of the former's implementation is too small. This is the Shengla Cathedral, the center of the Holy See of Light. Even if he didn't like those priests anymore, he had to admit that it would be difficult for a fifty-member cathar cavalry regiment, a twelve-member Council of Light, and more than three hundred clerics of light to steal a single hair here, let alone such a big divine beast.

He shook his head and walked towards Victoria's palace, not far away.

When I walked to the door, I happened to meet Miss Dora coming out. Dora couldn't help but blush slightly when she saw this tall figure coming, the chief knight of the Bright Empire, known as the sword of the empire, Lord Rombido, was out of her reach.

Rombido said, "Is Your Excellency the Holy Maiden all right?"

Dora sighed: "She just fell asleep, she has been very sad all this time, every time she dreams, she also shouts Xiaobai's name, Your Excellency has raised Xiaobai for two years, she has never been so sad." It's all my fault, if only I had taken a good look at it. ”

Rombido looked at the self-reproaching little maid and waved her hand to pull her back.

Since Victoria was sleeping, he didn't plan to bother, he paced back slowly, wondering if he should go back to the royal city first.

After thinking for a while, he clenched the giant sword in his hand and walked towards the waterfall.

This matter always has to be resolved, and if it can be confirmed that the unicorn fell down the waterfall and died, then Victoria will also die and slowly recover her spirits.

Rombido stands at the edge of the waterfall with his eyes looking down into the depths of the bottom.

Hundreds of feet into the abyss, the flowing water poured down, and there was a rumbling sound.