Galileo walked out of Furcy's room, leaving Foxy alone in the room to soothe his disturbed heart, and just woke up to learn such a secret, it is true that not everyone can withstand such pressure.

Compared with the slaughter and cold of autumn in the city of Constantine, Francie now felt colder in his heart, the cold wind outside the window was like a warm wind blowing on his body, but directly through his body like the sharpest knife pierced into his heart and soul. It turned out that he thought he might be an enemy of the Church, but this time it was not just him who might be an enemy of the Church, but the Church had been his enemy from the beginning. His family paved the way for him with his life, hoping that one day he could make the Heidewutz family rise, but should he give up his goal now? For a moment, Felsey's mind was left with a mess.

On the grassy slope where Vesey often lay down to look at the stars, Galileo met Archbishop Cambolet, who had just returned from the Spencer family, the godfather of the Spencer family's jewel. The so-called godfather is the guide who guides her into the arms of God, and the average aristocratic lady will study theology, which is an unwritten rule circulating on the mainland, and the godfather is one of the main factors. Of course, Archbishop Cambolette is also half of this young lady's personal teacher, because this young lady of the Spencer family not only has a high theological comprehension, but also has a strong occult talent, and her bloodline seems to be a special existence, and the Spencer family is now the most prosperous family in the empire, so Archbishop Cambolet will occasionally guide her cultivation.

"The kid woke up?" Archbishop Cambolet was surprised to see Galileo outside the church, and he guessed that Fercy must have woken up, otherwise it would have been almost impossible for Galileo to come out on his own.

"That's right, and ......," said Galileo, pausing and seemingly thinking for a second, before moving on again, "I told him something, and maybe it's too early for him to accept hatred." ”

"I know you're burdened with suffering, but I still have to say that hatred can't make a person truly powerful. This has nothing to do with faith, since ancient times, nobles have been accustomed to blood revenge, but in the end, only the reconciled family remains in this world, and other families blinded by hatred have disappeared into the long river of history. We grew up under this heavenly dome, but we cannot have a broad mind like the heavenly dome. In fact, even in history, there has been no shortage of people in your family who have gone far without caring about these old hatreds. They may die at the hands of the church, but their hearts must be satisfied, and they are the ones who can truly ascend to the kingdom of heaven. "Archbishop Camboret's face was full of compassion and serenity. More than many in the Church, the archbishop is like coming out of the light. Even those who have sinned in the past will be closer to the Light than those hypocrites who pretend to be good if they regain their faith.

"This time I was too radical, but I couldn't let all the promises and hopes of my old friends be disappointed, I had to guide Furcy on the right path. Galileo was also silent for a long time after hearing what Archbishop Cambolet said. It can be seen that he also feels that his approach is inappropriate, which is indeed a bit cruel for a teenager, but he can't let his old friend's hard work go to waste.

"Do you know this kid? Do you know what his goals are? Do you know what he does every day? You don't know what Foxy is in, and you impose these complex things on him. The Lord said, "Blindness leads people into the abyss of ignorance and betrayal." Old friend, this time it seems that you are right, but you are doing it wrong. Archbishop Camboret's words woke up Galileo in an instant, and Galileo realized that he didn't know the boy at all. Even though he was very kind to this young man on the surface, there was still a disregard for the inferior from the strong that he himself could not detect. At this point, there will be some people in the church who look at different people from the perspective of the equality of all beings.

"Let me persuade this child, it is easy to save in hell, but it is difficult to get out of hell. He needs a guide on the road to becoming stronger, and he also needs a guide to guide the inner direction. Archbishop Cambolet glanced at the cathedral in front of him, silently drew a cross on his chest, and walked into the church alone.

In the city of Rome, the downpour was accompanied by a huge thunderstorm, as if to foretell what was about to happen.

The Tiber River changed its usual calm and clearness, and roared through the Vatican and into the city of Rome. The murky water of the river constantly laps against the stone embankments along the river, splashing countless waves, and then flows further along the river. However, the Castel Sant'Angelo, located next to the Tiber River, was silent at this time, and the lightning illuminated the dim sky again and again, which also made the Castel Sant'Angelo feel even more eerie. It was the first rain in Rome since August, and the streets of Rome were barely pedestrianized. However, at this moment, a rapid sound of horses' hooves came from the west gate of the city of Rome, trampling on the stagnant water of the Roman masonry streets, heading towards the Vatican's Castel Sant'Angelo.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk......" A knock on the door finally broke the silence of Castel Sant'Angelo, and the owner of this room opened his closed eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

"Presiding Judge, the Dawnbreaker team sent a message to Turin a day ago using the Streamer Hearthstone, they have found traces of 'hunger' in the mountains of Nergon in the Duchy of Oakberg, and are now hunting it down with the Grey Night's Watch. "Entering the room was a small-looking young man with a red-red file bag in his hand.

"Looks like the Streamer Hearthstone needs to be improved, and we need to find some time to visit Linus. "The man sitting in this room is the presiding judge of the final chamber of the Inquisition, Shylock Roschbach. When he heard the news, he didn't immediately pay attention to the Hunger movement, but mentioned a seemingly inconsequential Hearthstone.

"Go ahead, I see. Shylock always had his back to the man who had entered his room, and there was no joy in his tone, the opposite of the raging weather outside the window.

With the sound of the door shut, Shylock was the only one left in the room, and he stood at the top of the cliff like the loneliest wolf head of the pack, looking into the distance, guiding the wolves.

"This was probably the best pattern before Fernand went into retreat. This time, Shylock directly called out the name of his old friend, but there was a lingering helplessness in his tone, even the presiding judge who kills decisively on weekdays will have a tired day.

The thick clouds finally obscured the warm glow of the sun, and the inhabitants of Constantine felt the cold air from the snowsphere sting their faces. Even the holy and solemn Hagia Sophia is very deserted.

"The seventh-generation head of the Heidewutz family once said: The family is as heavy as Mount Tai, and the individual is lighter than a feather, but it is impossible to exchange my personal goals for the interests of the family. Outside the thin wooden door, Francie suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice coming out.

"Everyone in this world has troubles, and maybe not everyone will go to God to talk to them, but it is better to say them than to hold them in your heart. The wooden door was gently pushed open, and the figure of the Archbishop of Cambolet appeared before Furcy's eyes.

"Archbishop Camboret, why are you here?" Foxy didn't know what had happened after he fell asleep, or how Camboret had anything to do with Galileo. He just felt strange why the archbishop had put down his body to listen to his distress.

"Galileo and I were friends many years ago, and I have had the privilege of reading the writings of some of the heads of your Heidewutz family, many of whom are indeed admirable. So today you can treat me as an ordinary elder and confide in me your thoughts. Archbishop Cambolet sat directly across from Furcy, and looked at Furcy's pale face from the confusion of his heart with a very serene and equal look, as if he was wordlessly comforting a wounded beast.

"I don't know why things have turned out the way they are, but since I chose this path, everything seems to have changed. I kept choosing, but fate gave me one heavy blow after another, it put shackles on me one after another, and the distance between me and my original goal seemed to be infinitely stretched. Whenever I want to affirm myself, I always seem so powerless. Fox held his head in pain, even if he had two lives of human experience, but there were many complicated situations that he had not experienced, in such a world, the human heart was not necessarily simpler than he had known.

"There is nothing in the world that can be described as 'simple', and everyone has their own unique experience. This is why the Lord created us, and we exist to make a difference and change in the world. We are bound to face a lot of things, but no matter what threats, intimidation, or coercion, you must stick to your inner vision. We don't live in the world entirely for others, even if you choose to be a knight to protect others, but you should also have your own knighthood. Archbishop Cambolet's words had a penetrating warmth and a wisdom that had been through the vicissitudes of life, and it was as if the starry sky had once again appeared in front of Fursy's eyes. Under that starry sky, he thought of his sister again, and that was the first time he had the idea of protecting her. And then it was this idea that pushed him into the distance, he became a knight, he went on adventures, he went to spell his name, all for this initial vision.

"I'm sure you'll also have your own desires and your own ideas. The family is important, and the mission cannot be shirked, but if you even discard your inner goals, why do you exist in this world. Archbishop Cambolet suddenly leaned back in the back of the chair he was sitting in, exhaled slowly, and smiled slightly.

"I've heard of a knight who is weak in his own right, but who has been wandering the continent only to help those in need. His name was Don Chechard, a knight who observed chivalrous chivalry, and he once said, "Although I have wandered the world, I have never lost my heart." Now he is still wandering around the continent, helping others, even though he is now a long-established apocalypse powerhouse, he still follows the direction of his heart. Archbishop Cambolet stood up and walked over to Furcy's side, but said no more, only to cast his gaze across him into the distant sky.

"No matter how much I say, it's only useful if you see it yourself. Even with the arrival of winter and the clouds obscuring the sky, there is still the arrival of spring, and there is still a starry sky full of stars. Archbishop Camboret's voice echoed in Furcy's ears repeatedly, and he suddenly felt a gap in the fog that hung over his mind, and beyond that gap was a bright starry sky.

It was night, and the city of Constantine fell into complete silence, and the only sound that passed through the streets was the rustle of fallen leaves being blown by the wind. Winter in Constantine was announced, and even the grass in front of Hagia Sophia began to grow a thin layer of hoarfrost. The winter clouds had just shrouded the sky of Constantine, and the cold north wind that hit in the evening blew away the heavy clouds, and a real white cold moon illuminated the city of Constantine. The sky is full of fragmented stars, spread over this black canopy, forming an extremely beautiful Milky Way. And on this cold night, on the frosty meadow, Furcy was draped in a blanket and stared blankly at the starry sky above his head.

That night, on the top floor of the Great Library of the Holy Gospel, an old man in a white robe was frowning, looking at the dense twinkling stars in the sky. Behind him, a crystal ball that glowed a dim yellow light suddenly extinguished its light and shattered completely.

"The fourth apocalypse is dead, and the action of the church has finally begun officially. Even so, good things become a blessing or a curse. "In the quiet of the night, the wind suddenly rose.

It was night, northwest of the city of Rome, and the Tiber River had finally become much quieter because of the cessation of the heavy rain, and had ceased to roar loudly. In front of a window in Castel Sant'Angelo, Judge Shylock was looking through the sparse thin clouds, looking at the mysterious starry sky behind the clouds, his sharp gaze through the night, as if he could see the lights of the capital of the Duchy of Oakberg in the distant west. But he seemed to be looking up at the looming starry sky above his head, as if he was looking for something in the starry sky.

Under the starry sky of Vientiane, everyone has their own secrets, everyone has their own wishes, and how many people can really touch this starry sky?