The picture inside the cage cannot be known to anyone.

Having such a filthy, filthy, dirty, and crazy mother would tarnish the reputation of her goddess.

That can't happen, can it?

She Lothwiser is a goddess, and she carries not only herself, but also the glory of the entire Holy See.

That's right, she is not for herself, she is for the entire Holy See not to be tarnished.

Roseweiser's face showed sadness, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

"But, who let you see this scene, who made you laugh at me in your hearts......

Lothwieser looked a little nervous, muttering incessantly, and the long hair behind her back was dancing wildly, becoming longer, as if it had turned into a terrifying poisonous snake.

Sneer......

The hair raged in the cage, tangled, and there were strands of blonde hair everywhere.

The strands were sharper than the sharpest of swords, accompanied by eerie sounds, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the entire cage.

Tiny pieces of meat fly up and down.

All that floated in front of him were beads of rich red blood.

Beads of blood burst onto Lothweiser's face, staining the fair face with a little scarlet. The pure white garment of the Holy Maiden turned a crimson color, as if soaked in blood.

When everything calmed down, the long hair stopped dancing.

Except for the Saintess Phyllis, who was bound in chains, there was no one around Lothweiser, and the ground was only covered with a layer of meat sauce.

These clerics who had resisted an unknown number of traps along the way for Lotswayer, and who had opened the way in front of them, had all mixed together and adhered to the ground.

Some minced meat mixed with blood rolled down the hair.

The blood seemed to turn into a thick fog and roll in the cage. Lothwiser took a deep breath, and there was a strange sweetness.

Obviously, there were still beads of blood on her face, but her face showed an innocent smile, the corners of her mouth curled up with an innocent arc, and her eyes swept over the blood, as if she could still see the original

"You died for the noble goddess, and the great gods will remember your glory, so go in peace."

Looking down at the stains on her body, Roseweiser frowned a little distressedly and pouted, the appearance of her body was really bad enough.

You must clean it up, otherwise you will definitely frighten the believers outside if you go out like this.

The tip of the scarlet tongue swept across her lips, and Lothwies's smile began to become a little weird, and a strange force began to churn on her body, accompanied by strange fluctuations, sticking to Lothwiser's skin, and the blood on her clothes seemed to be absorbed by Lothwiser's body.

The color of the crimson saintess gradually faded, and after a few minutes, it had completely returned to pure white, and even the long hair full of filth had turned a golden color again.

I stroked my hair casually, and some dry residue was scattered on the ground.

Lothwieser clapped her hands happily, and this time, the situation in the cage would never be seen.

After doing all this, Lothwieser's eyes turned to her mother, Saint Phyllis.

This crazy woman.

As if frightened by what Rosewither had done, Phyllis's almost frantic howl disappeared, and she just stared blankly at Roseweisser.

The big soft golden eyes like Roseweeser were full of doubt.

In Lothweiser's body, Phyllis could feel a very familiar aura, perhaps that is, the feeling that blood is thicker than water.

She subconsciously shook her arm, tugging at the chains, and rattling.

Phyllis seemed to regain her senses a little, and her eyes gradually became more longing, as if she wanted to embrace the girl opposite in her arms, but because of the chains

Nothing can be done.

Rosewiser slowly walked to a stop in front of Phyllis, her gaze sweeping over the woman who seemed to be much more normal, and did not hide the disgust in her eyes.

Isn't the situation a little bad now?

Do you want to take this woman out?

With so many priests already dead, if there is nothing to be gained, it will definitely hit the confidence of his command, right?

But this woman is like this now, and it is useless to take it out except to embarrass herself.

She was in the Holy See, and every day she went mad, her reputation was damaged.

After the last few seconds, Lotswayer's eyes filled with a warm smile and he approached Phyllis, but the smile seemed to make Phyllis feel terrified.

Obviously, she even wanted to hug Rossweiser before, but now Phyllis's body just subconsciously curled up and trembled.

She seemed to remember something again, and looked at Lothwiesser's gaze as if she were looking at some twisted and terrifying monster.

Sure enough, he is a madman, mentally abnormal, and changes very quickly.

Hawkers, after all, I just killed so many people, it's normal to be afraid, and Lothweiser is a very generous woman, so she won't be angry because of such a trivial matter.

"My dear mother......

"Can you recognize me? It's me, Lothwiser, your daughter."

"It's you and the child of the great gods."

Great gods?

When these words suddenly heard Phyllis's ears, the woman seemed to be stimulated like never before, her eyes widened and her head shook desperately, her messy hair was fluctuating up and down, and a burst of extremely suppressed sorrow permeated her throat.

"No...... No...... I don't ......."

Hey, that's crazy.

Lothweser sighed with some regret.

But she was still not angry and maintained a gentle smile: "My mother, don't worry, I will help you get out of here, but if you leave this cage like this, you will definitely be looked down upon by the people outside."

"You don't want your daughter to be embarrassed, do you, so I'll wash you first, and when you're cleaned up, I'll take you away." The corners of Lothweiser's mouth curled into a smile.

The tips of her fingers rippled with magical power.

A stream of water rushed onto Phyllis's body, washing away the filth from Phyllis's body.

Although she had gone crazy, Phyllis seemed to be faintly aware of something, the water wrapped around her body was pressing hard against her entire throat, her eyes widened, her lips subconsciously moved, and a faint murmur continued to come out.

Lothwieser listened very hard and intently, and finally heard a few words.

"Oku......

"Augustus ......"

"Help me!"

The voice was the same as it had been more than twenty years ago.

……

The other side.

In the deep cavern beneath the lab, Augustus gasped for breath.

The entire laboratory has almost completely collapsed, and a large amount of materials and test subjects in the laboratory have been buried in dirt and boulders.

Even the cave was shaking violently, as if it could collapse at any moment, all supported by various magical prohibitions.

Right in front of him was a huge right leg, almost completely fused with the dirt around it.

This right leg, which has long been separated from the body for many years, rippled with bursts of violent fluctuations, fortunately, after encountering this right leg and feeling the amazing energy contained in it, Augustus used various means to completely block the surroundings for the first time, and arranged a large number of magic arrays and prohibitions. At this moment, Augustus was able to suppress the fluctuations coming from his right leg.

But even so, it was still a terrible drain for Augustus.

His face was pale, and the breath in his throat was snorting like a bellows.

Suddenly, Augustus felt a palpitation for no apparent reason, and the speed of his heartbeat increased several times in this short moment, and his heart tingled as if a piece had been cut off.

The inexplicable sudden stinging pain made Augustus unable to maintain his body and staggered back.

What's going on?

Why does the body suddenly react in such a strange way?

To the extent of Augustus's strength, he naturally understood that any slight abnormality in his body had a different meaning.

Won't it ...... Something is wrong with Phyllis, right?

No...... No way.

During this time, Augustus reduced the frequency of his visits to Phyllis.

There was no way, the hope of revenge was in sight, and he became very busy.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Augustus wanted to seize it no matter what.

After all, revenge is the driving force that has sustained Augustus for more than twenty years, and if it weren't for this strong hatred, Augustus felt that he might not have been able to hold it a long time ago.

Augustus tried to mix the blood collected from his right foot with various potions and finally infused it into his body.

He was amazed to find that in this way his level of magic continued to increase.

Even the aging on his body has slowed down, and there are even signs of rejuvenation.

This discovery excites Augustus, who is desperate for power, and he doesn't even have much control over the Holy See, and spends most of his time studying the right foot.

If you can get back to being young, you can be with Phyllis, right?

Otherwise, even if Phyllis can leave the dungeon freely one day, but she is already gray-haired or even old and dead, how can she be by Phyllis's side?

Although the process of infusing the blood was fraught with unbearable human suffering, Augustus endured it again and again.

He believed that this was the last darkness before seeing the light, and that as long as he carried it, everything would be fine.

As for Phyllis, although he has reduced the frequency of visiting Phyllis, he still maintains at least one meal delivery every day, but he really can't take care of cleaning up his body and changing his clothes.

He believed that Phyllis would be able to understand it too.

After all, it's for the bright future of both of them.