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In the corner of the Holy Land, there was a tall building with a difference, made of black rock, covered with gold and red veins, and even the clergy of the Holy See would subconsciously speed up their pace when passing by this building, not wanting to linger longer.

This is the headquarters of the Inquisition.

In one of the halls inside the Judgment House, only the torches on the walls on both sides lit up only a tenth of the hall, and the night watchmen who stayed at the headquarters were all gathered here, and there were no less than a thousand people in the area illuminated by the torches alone.

"Eyes of Darkness?"

At the end of the main hall, the hand wrapped in the black robe grabbed a piece of information with the Holy Court pattern printed on the edge, and the owner of the hand said lightly: "Very detailed information, heretical traitor? ”

When the words fell, a corner of the ground of the main hall lit up, and the words "Dark Eye" appeared, and the handwriting was red, as if it was a brand, illuminating the surrounding ground, all densely filled with handwriting.

The floor of the main hall is engraved with a list of heretics, and this is the sequence of the judgments of the Holy See that resounded throughout the world!

The four words cooled down and turned into pure black, which is the threat level of heresy, and the Eye of Darkness is the most dangerous black.

"Send an arbitrator to Abraham and kill heresy. ”

In the corner of the main hall, a young voice sounded: "And what about that heretical traitor in Frigga?"

"Young man, don't think that you are the son of God and can intervene in my words casually. ”

It can be called a majestic coercion that swept through the hall, like an abyss, like a prison, just the momentum made the space vibrate slightly, far beyond level 10!

“...... Subordinates understand. ”

"Don't worry about Fliga, the Holy See doesn't intervene in the war of hegemony. ”

"I'm willing to go alone. "It's still that young voice.

"Whatever you want. ”

The young man in the Holy Silver Armor left the dimly lit hall, and the sunlight illuminated his face.

Orona.

......

The potion as red as a red crystal shook slightly, and Ivo moved his shoulders, his muscles tense and relaxed, adjusting to their optimal condition.

It was the boiling blood of Abel, which the king had given him two months ago, and Ivo was ready to drink it.

He took a bite of the bright red potion, which tasted sweet and pungent, and was a little choking.

A stream of heat spread from his lower abdomen to his limbs, and the deep bones were tingling and itching, and Ivo stood with his eyes closed, using his willpower to resist the pain.

He sank his consciousness into his body, clearly feeling the beating of every muscle, the muscles and veins were gradually thickening, and the bones were foaming on the surface under the action of the medicinal liquid, as if boiling, becoming more tenacious.

The change lasted for half an hour, and the physical strength of the newborn flowed through the whole body, and the energy was full of energy.

Ivo silently realized that [Abel's Boiling Blood] transformed the potential of a person's body, and his physique became more tenacious, increasing his potential by at least twenty percent, which was a great improvement for the physical body of the mimic with almost perfect potential.

"It's worthy of a seventh-level potion, and the effect is extraordinary. Ivo nodded, satisfied with the change in his body, which improved the efficiency of future workouts and saved at least a year or two of growth time.

Ivo took out the tooth of Cain, and the rich blood energy rushed to his face, he didn't know how to use this blood relic, maybe he could find a blood count or marquis to use it, and then devour their blood to replenish his life force, just like he did to McConlon.

The energy contained in Cain's Fang is as vast as the sea, but only the Bloodclan can absorb it, and the Bloodline's body is a filter, absorbing the obscure energy of Cain's Fang, turning into blood and life force, and Ivo can devour the part of the life force in it.

It took him several days to expel the blood energy flowing in his body, and he had stomach trouble every day, and he flew coolly.

It may be possible to make a deal with the Sertet family in exchange for something useful, but the Sertet family is known for being greedy and insidious, eating people without spitting out bones, and Ivo does not want to come into contact with them.

Ivo's lips tugged at a smile, but the other families would definitely be interested in the centuries-old relics that had been lost for hundreds of years, so they just needed to find a suitable time to sell them, so they didn't have to worry about running out of buyers.

There was a knock on the door, and Nafi walked in, looking at Ivo with a complicated look: "You...... How's it going?"

Ivo spread his hands and smiled slightly: "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

It's been a while since his speech, the dust has settled, and Ivo doesn't expect to impress everyone, and it is true, a small number of outcasts in Lyma Town can't accept it, and they all hate heresy and leave Liema Town one after another.

But the vast majority of the inhabitants remained, far more than Ivo had estimated, and he was relieved that what he had done to Lyma had touched many people.

Nafi and the others have a subtle change in their attitude towards him, the friendship is deeper, in the past, Ivo hid his secrets, and occasionally revealed the tip of the iceberg, which is always shocking, and now Ivo has exposed his secrets, Nafei and the others know him more deeply.

A reformed "heretic" doesn't sound bad.

Moreover, Ivo is also the lord of Ruma Town, and they have to rely on his protection, and Talper and Biris are the first people not to worry about Ivo's identity, and they see reality very clearly.

Nafi visits Ivo twice in three days, seemingly worried that he will be influenced by the attitudes of the homeless people who have left the town, but she is clearly overly concerned.

Nafei sat down, wringed her fingers, and said softly, "I wish the war was over soon." ”

"Who isn't?" said Ivo shrugged, poured her a cup of black tea, pulled out the dew grass and betel nut, and put it in his mouth to chew it, exhaling the swirling smoke.

Nafei took a sip of black tea elegantly, glanced at him and said, "They are already nobles, and they still eat such cheap things, so it is better to buy a pipe." ”

"I don't have any cigarettes, do I smoke air?" Ivo didn't have a good air.

Nafei covered her mouth and smiled, looked at the withered leaves outside the window, and sighed: "It's winter again, and before you know it, the war has been going on for half a year." ”

Ivo nodded silently and muttered, "Fliga's winter is the hardest, it's time to give some cotton clothes to the homeless." ”

Nafei looked at him, her gaze as gentle as water, and she reminisced, "Do you remember the first winter we spent together?"

Ivo scratched his head, "Honestly, I forgot. ”

Nafei snorted softly and whispered, "Although the snow fell heavily, the whole kingdom did not feel the cold, and the people stayed at home, and the warmth of Pokarid, the god of fire, embraced the people, and it was peaceful and serene. ”

"Indeed, I remember you weren't that old back then. Ivo looked reminiscing.

"Big, are you saying I'm old?" said Nafi.

Ivo squinted his eyes and glanced at the tall mountains, Nafi's face suddenly understood, her cheeks flushed, and she said angrily, "You are teasing me again!"

Ivo immediately straightened up and sighed: "I'm afraid that a harsh winter like this year will occur for several years in a row." ”

"You've changed the subject again! Believe it or not, I'm gone!"

"I don't believe unless you kiss me. ”

"You ......"

Just as the two were arguing, the curtain rose automatically without wind, and a figure appeared behind Ivo, and Nafi immediately stood up, drew her staff, and waited for it.

Ivo was unmoved, calmly drank the cup of black tea in one gulp, did not look back, and said helplessly: "Captain Jendison, do you have to go through the window?"

(To be continued.) )