"Tread-tread-tread-"

Footsteps sounded on the bluestone floor, and Olivia, who was sitting against the wall, looked up with difficulty, trying to see the faces of the visitors. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Shadows covered the knight's pale face, and the sun was obscured behind the tall figures of the enemy. However, this did not prevent Olivia from recognizing the identity of the enemy, and it was not the first time the two had met.

"Archbishop Charles?" the knight's voice looked weak, "and this result is not bad in comparison!"

After learning that it was the Temple of Dawn who was planning this, Olivia's mouth pulled into a slightly bitter smile. Compared to being betrayed by the Temple of Knowledge, the current result can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

"Is it worth it?"

Charles looked at the knight sitting there with a complicated expression, his original target was not this man, but the self-righteous George XIII. However, the movement that the other party made in the enchantment was so great that he had to give up his original plan and change his itinerary to come here.

Olivia guessed correctly, although he had planned for such an action, but Charles did make this decision just now, and of course it would bring a lot of inconvenience to act in a hurry, at least in terms of manpower arrangement.

No matter how much he didn't take the royal family seriously in his heart, the Dawn Temple would not dare to openly assassinate the king of the empire in front of the people of the imperial capital.

The assassin must be an "unidentified outsider or careerist", even if everyone knows that the archbishop of the Temple of Dawn is hidden under the mask and cloak, but as long as they do not see it with their own eyes, then all speculation can only be hidden in their hearts, otherwise it will become a slander.

In fact, no one with the eye would put their speculation on the fly, after all, spreading "rumors" about the temple would do no good other than to incur the wrath of the gods on oneself.

Therefore, for the sake of the secrecy of the operation, Charles is the only one who is really involved in this matter.

According to the archbishop's plan, he first used the barrier to trap Olivia for a while, and then he directly attacked in the central square and killed George XIII here.

At that time, the little prince who was friendly with the Temple of Knowledge was not yet a minor, and the eldest prince, who had always been close to the Temple of Dawn, had a natural advantage, and as long as he could seize the opportunity, it would be natural for him to ascend to the throne.

But to Charles's surprise, Olivia did not hesitate to risk the annihilation of his soul and forcibly induce the chaos of the law, if he did not come to quell it, not only would the precious enchantment be shattered, but also the storm would be leveled within a radius of a hundred miles.

The emperor is the foundation of all temples, and there is no room for the slightest turmoil.

It doesn't matter if he can kill George XIII this time, anyway, there is a chance, but Charles absolutely cannot tolerate the slightest damage to the peace of the imperial capital, which will affect the people's belief in the "Lord of the Dawn".

So, he came to the barrier and stood in front of Olivia.

"It's not worth it," said the knight nonchalantly, "Protecting the royal family has been the mission of the 'Stanvia' family since the ancestors swore an oath under the banner of the griffin, and since many of our ancestors have lost their lives for this, how can I be stingy when it is my turn!"

"It's a kind of faith, isn't it?"

Charles let out a sigh of emotion, and I don't know what he thought of it.

"Yes," said the knight, "it's no different from you, except that you agree with the idea of the gods, and we agree with the idea of the royal family." ”

"Agreed?" said the bishop, in a disdainful tone, "for the sake of so-called oaths and wealth, such an ancestor is really not worthy of praise. Besides, are you sure you are 'identifying' with the royal family, not 'foolish'?"

The knight did not refute the bishop's taunt, he knew that the other party was right, maybe George III was a monarch worth following, but George XIII ......

He had thought about leaving, but when he remembered that "many of the ancestors of the family had lost their lives to protect the royal family," he gave up on his intention to leave.

Since you are not afraid of death, why should you be a "deserter"?

In fact, Olivia knows very well that this is a kind of "kidnapping" based on blood and kinship.

Every time an ancestor dies for the royal family, it will make the younger generations more loyal to the royal family, because once they give up, it means giving up all the meaning of the ancestors' actions and the value of life they have been pursuing, and such a result is unbearable for them.

The knight believed that there must have been many ancestors who saw the mystery, but they still accepted such an "arrangement", and it was really difficult to draw a line between stupidity and helplessness.

"Perhaps," Olivia remembered George III's reverence for the Knights of the Round Table, "and since it is to pay off the debts of the ancestors, there should be no hesitation." ”

What he had been avoiding thinking about for a long time was torn open in front of Charles in front of him, revealing the bloody truth below. Although he said that it didn't matter, there was already a little sadness in the knight's tone.

"Paying off the debt......," the bishop nodded, "what an image." ”

A few civilians from the guard's background actually sat on an equal footing with the king, and of course such a courtesy could not be repaid in a generation, so Olivia was not wrong to say that they were paying off their debts.

"Actually, you can throw away these personal debts imposed on you and really live for yourself. ”

Of course, the "Knights of the Round Table" knew George III's intentions, but they did not refuse, and the Duke title was more touching to them than the freedom of life of the younger generations, so the oath was a natural thing.

"Hahaha," the knight laughed, spitting a mouthful of blood foam and asking rhetorically, "Are you trying to recruit me?"

"No, I just don't want you to fall like this. ”

"What Lao Tzu hates most in his life is traitors, followed by deserters! I can be sorry for those ancestors who only care about their own happiness, but I can't be sorry for the armor I once wore and my thirty years of warfighting career!"

"It's a pity ......"

Charles's expression was a little lonely, and he saw the shadow of his old friend from Olivia's body: the same stubbornness, the same invincibility, but it just couldn't be annoying.

"There's no pity," Olivia was not happy to accept the bishop's mercy, "Maybe they were bastards when they took the oath, but it is because of this oath that the 'Stanvia' family has survived to this day, and I have the honor of being a Knights of Champions to fight on the battlefield, instead of becoming a merchant and farmer running for a living!"

"Live for yourself? Lao Tzu has never lived for anyone else!"

The knight struggled to his feet, his voice getting louder and louder, not at all like a man who had been badly wounded, but his pale face revealed his true physical condition.

"George is no longer a thing, but he is also what I grew up watching! Since he calls me uncle, my uncle has to die before him!"

"What's more, there is also an archbishop of the Dawn Temple who was martyred for me, what do I have to regret!"

Olivia still had a smile on her face, which she had been smiling since Charles was here. Because he knew that no matter what the outcome was, George XIII was safe for the time being, and no matter how bad it was, the alchemy alarm bell that sounded after his death could attract the attention of several colleagues.

As for Charles, Olivia doesn't think he can leave alive, the hurricanes in the enchantment have already begun to affect him, the initiator, of course, not another Legendary Archbishop can resist, even if he can calm the storm here, the heavy damage will be enough for him to not fight people for a hundred years.

"Since Your Excellency insisted, then I had no choice but to fulfill it. However, there are many things in the palace, so I will not stay here with you. ”

As the calm words rang in Olivia's ears, the storm raging in the barrier gradually subsided, and if it weren't for the reminder of the broken walls of the surrounding buildings, he would have thought that time had returned to the time when he had just entered the barrier.

Looking at the Roland pattern that appeared on Charles's eyebrows, he felt that his connection with the law had been completely severed, and the knight who fell into a state of stupor only had two words left in his mind: "domain" and "demigod".

"Alas," Charles let out a long sigh and turned away, exposing the sun behind him to the knight.

The shadow receded from Olivia's body, and the morning light, a symbol of hope and life, fell upon him again. For the first time, he felt that the sun was so warm that it shone not only on his body, but also on his heart......

On the day of George XIII's birthday celebration, Olivia, the head of the Knights of the Champions, died in a corner of the 7th Commercial Street where the sun could shine, looking peaceful......