"Is there only ...... salvation" After listening to Wally's story, Regulus fell into deep thought. He remembered how invincible he had been www.biquge.info and that his ten thousand years of experience in the world after becoming a young man had made him bloodthirsty, belligerent, numb, and arrogant, creating Marrus, the god of war, who admired war, and Marrus, who blasphemed the goddess of the moon. He had caused wars for a momentary pastime, and after witnessing the various injuries caused by earthly wars, he began to feel ashamed of his title of god of war. Wally is right, the god of war really deserves to die, and he never cares whether these lives live or die. Now that I'm one of these beings, I can no longer see it through the eyes of a god who was on high, I'm just a sinner with endless life......" Regulus thought to himself.

"My story is over, and the source of the elves' power I mentioned earlier is the one they tried to find by building mines everywhere in my story, so I believe that if we can capture it, we will be able to turn the tide of battle. Wally said solemnly, "Now, isn't it time to tell your story?" he said, patting Regulus on the shoulder.

"Well, I've decided, I'll do my best to help you win the war, and it's also my responsibility to be able to do that big part of those elves are so rampant now, and I didn't think much about it at all. I used to start war through violence, and now it is necessary for me to curb the spread of war through violence, because this is also my salvation. ”

"Your salvation, what did you do wrong?" wondered Wally.

"Let's go, I'll talk to you later, and we'll take Mora down first!" Regulus said, pushing Wally out of the tent.

Now, Miller.

Regulus slowly opened his eyes, and he felt that he had been in a long dream, in which an uncle had been talking to him about salvation and redemption, and he was so annoyed that he was so annoyed. He looked to the left and saw his sister Alyssa kneeling beside him, and he sat up sharply, wondering if it was a dream, but a tingling in his chest told him it was true. He touched his chest and found that there were still traces of blood and sharp cuts on his light armor, but there were no traces of his body.

"I'm not already ...... Are you dead?" the words "Dead made Regulus shudder subconsciously, for he remembered the girl's voice behind him in the dream that had haunted him before—"You're dead." ”

"Brother Regulus, you're finally awake!" Alyssa had a smile on her face and tears in her eyes, which made Regulus think that this was still his weak and kind silly sister, but the truth he had learned from the sword soul told him that Alyssa was the goddess of the moon in her previous life, and she was a partner who had fallen in love with the god of war, which made Regulus's heart feel like a wall, and he didn't know how he should treat his sister in the future, let alone how to tell her the truth.

Alyssa...... You ......"

"It's okay, I already know the Goddess of the Moon and something, I don't have any other extravagant hopes, I just want to be by your side all the time like in previous lives. Alyssa's calmness surprised Regulus, and what she said puzzled Regulus even more.

"You already know? And what you said about previous lives...... And why are you here, aren't you supposed to be in the village?

"Actually......" Just as Alyssa hesitated to tell Regulus that everything about Biredea was fake, and that she had inadvertently created an illusion, the knights who surrounded her helped her out.

"Lord War, are you alright?" asked Knight Matt.

"Lord War, what are we going to do next?" asked Knight Andy.

"Lord War, there's something you need to know first," Clark said, pushing aside the courteous knights, stepping forward, "The young girl who stabbed you earlier, Captain Auden, has already left with a few men along with the son of the god Hades, and we don't know if they will be friends or foes in the future. ”

"Is that her name?" said Regulus, holding down the chest that had been pierced by the ice blade before, "is she gone......?"

"Don't worry, I'm sure Sayales will wake up sooner or later. Alyssa comforted, "I don't know what the price of awakening will be...... she didn't say the latter sentence, but buried it in her heart, remembering that in her previous life, when Hyales remembered everything, it was the moment when Regulus killed her, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

"How did you know about her, and how the hell did you get here?" asked Regulus.

"Let's explain these things slowly later, and now let's go to the center of Miller according to the will of the archbishop, this war is not over yet. Alyssa's words revealed a maturity beyond her years, which also surprised Regulus, and he began to suspect that the sister he remembered was gone, although this sister was a fake in the first place, but fortunately he didn't know that the whole village was fake for the time being, and these things were enough for him to digest for a while.

"That's right, Lord War, let's go to the castle first, the war is not over yet, and the conspiracy behind this needs to be explained by seeing who is behind all this. Danco thought about what had happened to St. Lucas and what he had seen on Alcatraz ten years ago, and he touched his chest, he knew that there was nothing underneath the skin he was pressing, he was a heartless man, and he needed an explanation from the man who summoned the demon.

"Can I make a request. Regulus stood up and said helplessly.

"Tell the story. ”

"It's just that I can please stop calling 'Lord War' and 'Lord War', I'm going to collapse these days......"

"Well, I'll just listen to you. ”

"Don't use honorifics on me, just call me Regulus, I don't have anything like you chiefs except for this incomprehensible background and this sword......"

"Isn't it the end of the chatter, let's go!" Marshall, who had been leaning against the wall and napping before, opened his eyes, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said nonchalantly.

So after the rendezvous, the combined forces of Vasilian and Oden advanced again, and the remaining more than 1,000 people of Oden were all led by the knights Clark, Mike and Gray, after all, they had spent a few days with these warriors, and Vasilian's warriors, who were less than 100 men, followed the rest of the knights. "Just go to the castle and there will be information on the way, this is ridiculous!" Knight Matt complained, "we only have such a few men, there are no reinforcements, and Roy's boy has disappeared with an army of 10,000 people, is this for us to die?"

"Roy, they'll be safe. York said, still thinking about what the Archbishop had said, "Jack is fine," "Jack is with the vanished army of 10,000 people, and if Jack is okay, then everyone should be fine, but why didn't he come to see us?"

"Why are you so sure, do you know something? Who was the Jack that the Archbishop told you before?" Clark asked, as if noticing that York was hiding something, and looked at York with a scrutinizing look at the prisoner.

York never wanted his fellow Knights to know his origins, and he didn't use the "spiritual arts" of the Church of Light when he was besieged by demonic beasts and fell into a desperate situation, because he hated his church origin from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't want to be treated differently by them. He hoped that he could surpass Danko by strength, not through his background. But now that the thoughtful Clark had noticed his secret, and now he didn't know how to hide it, it seemed that this was the end of his life for the Knight......s? No, can he be blamed for this? The archbishop just passed on a word, and it made his hanging heart sink and make him breathe a sigh of relief, can he still put the blame on others at this time? If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being born in the wrong birth in a church family......

Just as York was in a tangled situation, Danko suddenly interrupted Clark's questioning of York, and he pointed to a stone tablet in front of him and said, "There seems to be something on it!"

"Isn't this just a stone?" Regulus followed the group, and found that Danco was referring to nothing more than a boundary marker that marked the direction, with the words "10 meters from the Holy Capital".

"'Matt', what unit is this, and how was the distance represented before?" Alyssa wondered as she pressed against Regulus' back, but Regulus noticed it and shook her off in time to keep her at a distance.

"The Holy Capital should refer to the capital of Miller, which is where Miller's Castle is located. Knight Andy analyzed.

"No, this stone is not just a boundary monument, there are other information on it, which was artificially added later. Danko said.

"Other information, why didn't we see it?" asked Knight Matt and John together.

"You found it, York. Danco turned his head towards York, his tone less questioning and more affirmative, and it was then that York realized that Danko might have known about his origins, and that he had deliberately interrupted Clark's questioning. York felt the strangeness on the stele very clearly, and he knew that it was written by Jack in a way that was unique to the Church to convey confidential information, and that only by knowing the sequence and steps of the encryption could the text be revealed.

"Put the words into shape, York. Danko said.

At this point, York didn't care if the text left by Jack would reveal the relationship and life experience of the two of them, if it wasn't for the regiment commander to cover him, he would have been exposed before. So he began to whisper a spell, gathering a beam of white light on his fingertips, and then scribbling a few lines on the stele, and the white light left two traces of "Y" and "J" on the stele, which were the first characters of his and Jack's names, and they used to do this when they were children when they passed messages to each other and didn't want others to see them, so York knew how to decipher this message. When the trail of light faded, the words hidden on the stele were revealed.

"It's ......" York's eyes lit up after seeing the content of the message.