The "......" pouring rain poured down again, washing away all traces of the war, and the heavy rain washed down Fodamès's entire body gradually became cold like his heart, Fodames didn't know where to go, completely unable to see the way forward in the future, and at this moment he couldn't tell whether it was his own tears or cold rain flowing on his face. He leaned feebly into the boulder behind him, but a small object rolled out of his bosom—the bottle of wine that Sariyah had stuffed into his arms the previous evening.

Sariye...... Thinking of this little angel-like girl, the irrepressible sadness filled the whole body again. She has been shattered and dissipated like a beautiful dream, and she can no longer touch half a point, she watched the tragedy happen, but she couldn't do anything, and the huge sense of self-blame mixed with a sense of powerlessness hit her heart over and over again. Not wanting to think about anything more, Fudames fumbled and picked up the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and drank it all up to the sky.

The wine is still the same wine, but now what Fodames can taste is no longer half of the sweetness, some are just endless bitterness and sourness, and the bits and pieces here for three years have been constantly intertwined in front of him, and Fodames's expression gradually sank into darkness in a trance......

"Uncle...... Uncle ...... "There was a childish voice in the deathly black silence, and a bright white light pierced the desperate darkness in front of him, and it was ...... who smiled and beckoned to him under this light Sariye?

Suddenly, as if hope had been rekindled, Phuldames got up and walked towards Sariye, who kept that angelic smile and looked at Phodamès as if to guide him, half-turning towards the source of the light, his body floating farther and farther away from Furiet.

"Sariye!" Fudames shouted in a hurry, and his body didn't know how to float, chasing Salier close to the light, the farther forward, the brighter the light, and soon the figure of Salier in Fudamès's eyes became more and more blurred, gradually blending with the light, and another scene gradually became clear in the light - it was a triangular stele about the same size as himself, the cracks and mysterious golden lines on the stele made Fodames feel an indescribable antiquity and mystery, as if some kind of ultra-ancient ruins, Then a soft and warm voice slowly came into his heart, and although he did not hear any words clearly, he could clearly feel the message contained in it—the stone was calling to itself, and it said to itself that it could give itself the power of salvation, hoping that it could help it fight evil.

"Against evil? Okay, ......" The incomparably noble sense of sacred solemnity made Fodamès feel no sense of rejection in his heart, and involuntarily accepted the voice of the proposal, almost without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand and touched the stone tablet, and in an instant, a surging, amazing, bright and magnificent power surged towards his body, as if he had been struck by countless lightning bolts, he felt a violent and unforgettable impact, his body was shattered, his soul was torn apart, and that feeling was unprecedented pain, It's as if your soul is being refined, burned, and destroyed......

Pain...... Unspeakable pain......

"Whew......" Fodames let out a sip and opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for breath and getting up. It was no longer so bright but a little dim, with flickering candlelight, closed stone rooms, old tables and chairs. And he was lying on a wooden bed, as if everything had just been a dream of nothingness and he had just been awakened. The chaotic thoughts were intertwined in his mind for a long time before he slowly settled down, and the scenes of painful despair before falling asleep turned over again...... Thinking of this, Fodames looked around at the scenery with a blank expression. Where is this? Why are you here? Could it be that the disaster that has befallen the village has been discovered? Brought in as the only survivor? One question after another haunted me, but no matter what the answer was, I had to leave as soon as possible, and I couldn't let my cursed body harm others, so I thought about Fodames and got up to leave.

"Are you awake?" An old voice came, the wooden door creaked, and a figure in a priest's robe walked slowly with an oil lamp.

"Huh?" Fodamès looked at the man's white beard that covered his chest, and the wrinkles and slow pace of his face showed that he was at least a hundred years old. His expression was plain and revealed a kind and kind, both from the outside and from the inside, he was obviously a human being, since he was his own countryman, and he was a respected clergyman, such an elder should leave him as soon as possible, lest he be harmed. So Fudames passed by the old man silently, intending to push the door and leave, although it seemed rude, but it was much better than those tragic endings.

"Why are you in a hurry? Are you afraid that your curse will hurt me like it killed the chief Raphael? The old man did not stop Fudames from leaving, but spit out this sentence so unhurriedly, and then calmly put the oil lamp in his hand on the table.

“！” The old man's words immediately calmed Fudames and was surprised that he couldn't say half a word, he actually knew about what happened to him? Who is he? Could it be that he misjudged that he is not a human being, and he is also willing to be virtuous? Or is it something else related to the Cursed Beast? All sorts of possibilities flashed through Fodamès's mind in an instant, and he stared at the old man tightly, his face full of nervousness.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a monster worth your nervousness. I am your compatriot, a true human being. Looking at the reaction of Fodamès, the old man still maintained that kind and kind appearance, he seemed to see through Fodamès's heart, and then said slightly: "You wonder how I know about you? Do you think that Raphael, as an intelligent species that has been around longer than the entire human empire, will completely weigh everything about the future of their people on you? ”

Vaguely, Fudames heard the meaning of the old man's words, but he still couldn't fully understand it, so he could only ask, "What do you mean?" ”

Faced with Fudamès's question, the old man just smiled and shook his head, explaining: "In order to prevent you from going back on your word after she treats you, or your ability is not enough to make the empire believe them, she also made contact with me after receiving you. So I know everything about you. ”

"You are ......" Fodames immediately understood what the old man meant, but he didn't understand what the other party's identity was, and he was worthy of the matriarch's entrustment as a backup.

"Azbiche. I am the archbishop of the Hidden Wing Church, and of course the priest of the Church School in Newbron in the eyes of the general public. And this is the closest secret stronghold we have to the village of the Rafael chief. Although he reported his identity, Fodames was still full of doubts, he knew that Newbron was an inconspicuous town located next to Silas, and he was very familiar with the largest and most sacred religious group in the entire empire, the Light Wing, but what was this Hidden Wing? Perhaps it was a glance that saw through the doubts in Fodamès's heart, and the old man of Azbiche, who claimed to be the Bishop of Hidden Wing, carefully introduced Hidden Wing to Fodamès, just as he introduced it to Crowen a few years later, but after listening to his account, Fodames, as a former soldier of the Empire, still looked noncommittal. Of course, he had already expected this, and he didn't care much, but continued: "I met the matriarch nearly a hundred years ago, and at that time, she had no intention of coming into contact with humans, and she just wanted to live in peace and seclusion with her people until after this Silas Demon Breaking War. She feared the persecution of her compatriots who had escaped from the Code of Destruction and my first hope of human approval. But at that time, something big happened to our hidden wing, and we didn't have time to take care of her, and the matter was not resolved, and she continued her life with worries. Then it was to take you in, and she came into contact with me again, and in addition to what I said earlier, to prevent you from being unable to fulfill your promise, and as now, after the tragedy and their demise, your curse problem. (End of Chapter 108)