"Da! Da!"

William Caledin, with his waist-length hair and white robes, gradually emerged from the shadows of the hallway. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, he stopped and stared quietly in front of an oil painting.

Unlike his younger brother Luke, he admired art, admired great people, and worked hard for the purpose of his heart.

It's hard to imagine that there is such a huge difference between two beings with the same bloodline.

But that's what it is, at least on the surface......

"Banner of Radiance - Rachel St. Tyrande. ”

William whispered the title of the painting, lost in thought.

Of course, this oil painting is not a priceless artistic treasure, and what makes him ponder is the content of the oil painting.

Rachel St. Tyrande, the founder of the Templar Order, the founder of the Temple of Light, the first believer of the Goddess of Light, an elf, and the first "Godslayer" in the history of the Continent of Igura.

As the most valiant knight of the Goddess of Light, he defeated and killed countless gods with his own hands, spreading the glorious faith of the Goddess of Light.

As the most trusted knight of the Goddess of Light, he single-handedly established the system of "separation of powers" of the Temple of Light, making the Temple of Light still the leader for thousands of years.

As the most devout knight of the Goddess of Light, he did not give up his faith after the fall of the Goddess of Light, and continued to preach his teachings, turning the tide when the Temple of Light was about to collapse.

Humility, integrity, mercy, valor, justice, sacrifice, honor, faith.

He is the representative of knights, the source of the "Eight Virtues of Knighthood", and one of the three people William admired most in his life.

However......

"The current Temple of Light...... The Papal Palace has become a kingdom for hypocritical politicians, the Inquisition has become a madhouse of indiscriminate killing, and even the Knights Templar have been reduced to a dispensable institution of violence......"

With such emotion, William crossed Rachel St. Tyrande from the list of his inner admiration.

Suddenly, there was the sound of noisy footsteps.

"Hurry!

With this voice, four Templars hurried up with their weapons in hand.

"Pastor?"

The leading Templar was surprised when he saw William, but then he found that William was wearing a white robe, not the priest's robe of the Temple of Light.

"Enemy!"

There is no doubt that the intrusion of a stranger at this time does not think of anything other than the enemy.

At that moment, the four Templars raised their Holy Cross swords and slew at William.

In an instant, silver-white light burst out from the four Holy Cross swords, enveloping William.

"Blade of Light" - the most common offensive technique used by the Templars.

In an instant, the silvery-white light intertwined and entangled, shattering the different white in the center of the light.

The fragments of the white robe danced like butterflies in the silver light, with an indescribable strange beauty.

But...... Something seems to be missing?

"No...... Gone?"

Amid the exclamations of the Templars, William appeared behind them more than once, as if ignoring their presence, and walked away.

Only then did the blood-colored flowers burst into bloom, surrounded by white butterflies, revealing their beauty in the silver light.

It's a pity that this beautiful picture scroll only lasted for a moment, and then it became an endless hell of broken corpses!

"Instant is eternal......"

William said, shaking off the blood stained with the short sword in his hand and slowly inserting it into the scabbard at his waist.

After the robe was shattered, what leaked was a slightly strange set of armor on his body.

It was neither the all-encompassing heavy knightly armor of the Templars, nor the light leather armor of his brother Luke, but a set of chain mail made of countless metal rings fastened together.

This armor mainly protects against bows and crossbows, but its protection against slashing is not satisfactory.

At that moment, there was a buzzing sound from William's magic communicator.

He opened it casually, only to hear Luke's annoying voice.

"Hey!"

"This is the Templar Commander Luke! Oye! Now the Legion Commander is so stunning!"

"The first and second floors have been slaughtered, and all that is left is to rush to the top floor conference room and beat the idiot paladins and stupid lords to death. ”

William frowned, then closed his eyes and felt and confirmed, then walked to the oil painting of "Glorious Banner" and gently pushed it to the side.

At that moment, a staircase leading to the ground floor came into view.

"Keep going on the offensive, I'm going underground now. ”

As he spoke, he cut off the communication and walked off without waiting for Luke to reply.

"Let me see what you're capable of...... Sticky ......"

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"Huh, this bastard!"

Luke cursed, and put away the magic communicator angrily. Immediately, he stood up from the "throne" of the Templar corpses and shouted angrily at the ghouls around him, "Have you idiots eaten enough!"

So, in a sea of corpses and blood, the army of ghouls continued to move forward and went straight to the conference room on the third floor.

"Ahh

......

"The first and second floors have fallen, and the enemy may kill them at any time, Hagrid, please arrange for us to take refuge immediately!" Count Ryan looked panicked, and his face was full of fear.

Hagrid shook his head: "I said before that in order to ensure confidentiality, the door of the conference room was the only entrance, which means that we have no way out. ”

"Bastard, how are you going to take this responsibility!"

Count Ryan pointed at Hagrid, panicked, but angry and scolding.

"Count Lane, shut up!"

Count Quint unceremoniously stopped Count Lane, and then swept everyone present with a gloomy polish, and then spoke: "Now is not the time to hold accountable, if it comes to the last moment, your life can only be protected by yourself." With that, Count Quint finally fixed his gaze on Hagrid, and said lightly, "I'm right, Hagrid." ”

Hagrid nodded as he played with the flask he had flattened, "Yes." ”

"But...... Isn't the opponent an unkillable ghoul, and he's armed?"

Earl Lane was silent for a while, but he found himself in despair.

"It's over! We're all going to die!"

Earl Ryan wept bitterly and hugged his head.

"When!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the conference room.

Almost everyone nervously grabbed the ceremonial saber at their waists that had never been drawn except for festivals.

Except for three people.

Count Ryan was busy screaming "Help, the enemy is coming!", and Count Quint looked at Hagrid with an inquiring gaze, and Hagrid smiled and said, "Colt, come in." ”

"Yes, Master Hagrid. ”

Colt's old voice came from outside the door, and then the door was slowly pushed open, and Colt and Wooger walked in intact.

Almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But there are still three exceptions.

Earl Lane burst into tears of excitement and excitedly shouted "No need to die!"

Count Quint frowned slightly, as if he was a little confused.

Hagrid was stunned for a moment and said, "It's a trap!"

Just when everyone was wondering, an arrogant voice that was familiar and unfamiliar to everyone came from the end of the main hallway.

"Yo! This is the last strength of the Knights Templar? an old man, and a knight's squire? Ha! It's boring! It seems that I have to torture you to ease my depression!"

Immediately, in the shadows, Luke arrives with an army of ghouls that are constantly roaring!

Looking at this scene, Hagrid said with a gloomy face: "Do you deliberately give way to the conference room to attract reinforcements to come and annihilate them in one fell swoop...... Colt, let's be honest, are we done?"

"Huh?" Colt said with a look of surprise, "What are you talking nonsense, Lord Hagrid?"

"Compared to the days of the Knights Templar led by Lord Rasil six thousand years ago, the current situation is not even a crisis. ”

"As long as you order ......"

As he spoke, Colt raised the Holy Cross Sword in his hand, turned his head to look at the army of ghouls at the end of the corridor and sneered, "Not a single one of them will be thrown into the trash completely." ”

"Huh. ”

Hagrid smiled, got up from his chair, and waved the order.

"Order! Kill the enemy when you see it! This order will not be changed! Enforce it! Attack!"

......

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the solid walls of the castle were blasted into a one-man hole.

Through this hollow, William saw a room that was much larger than the castle hall, and could not even be seen at a glance.

"Even if it is hidden, such a huge amount of magic will still be sensed by me, who is also a magician, through my spiritual power. ”

With that, Luke stepped straight in, heading deeper into the room.

"Hidden?"

"Uh-huh...... What a boring joke. ”

Finally, when Luke walked in, he saw the figure.

The figure in black knight's armor and scarlet cloak sat on the throne.

Black as deep as night, scarlet more vivid than blood, and the throne was made of piles of bones.

"You've made me wait impatiently, little ghost. ”

The figure said.

William smiled, bowed respectfully and politely, and said, "First meeting, Lord Stick, my name is William Caledin, and I am a night clan who revere you very much. ”