After Char City suddenly lost the defensive magic array of the ancestral soul, those princes really felt a little panicked, and almost sent all the people to guard all the city gates, and even the city walls were full of people, and they didn't know which prince's proposal was to temporarily ban all alchemy materials from entering the main city, although to a certain extent, the possibility of the explosion was reduced, but they didn't use their brains to think about it, if they really wanted to blow you up, they just needed to put things in the space ring.

But fortunately, Xiu Yi doesn't seem to want to stimulate the fragile nerves of the people in the city for the time being, and there seems to be nothing strange happening in Char all over the past few days, of course, it is not the wails of the civilians who have lost their relatives and homes that moved him, but he feels that there is no need to continue the implementation of this plan, after all, the dead soldiers he has cultivated are not unlimited, and the dead soldiers looted from the mainland have almost died in this explosion.

Another thing is that he knows very well that even if he kills and slaughters all the people in this city, the soul of the ancestors will never appear, because it is here, the Char Empire is there, it is gone, the Char Empire is really gone, judging from the style of the old guy who has lived for more than a thousand years, it will definitely abandon the city and even the royal family here.

"Heh," Char Doyle, who was sitting in the prince's study, of course, was actually Huey Hale, and after seeing the pile of information in his hand, he couldn't help but chuckle a few times, obviously laughing at his own "brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts" , It seems that he is in a good mood and has come out of the blow of failure, so Xiuyi, who has learned a little bit of Buddhism ability with the Buddha, does still have a little bit of growth in self-cultivation and surname, otherwise, anyone will be crazy to take revenge on Don Quixote, even if he can't kill Don Quixote, he must do everything possible to find his wife and kill his wife to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

But Xiu Yi knows very well what his purpose is, what the goal is, he has already made a vow to devote his life to his own ideal, at this time, if he really finds Kyle and kills her, then the only ending is to completely anger the lich, although in fact, in his heart, he and Don Quixote are definitely immortal, but this immortality has a premise, that is, when he can kill Don Quixote with one blow, he will make a move, otherwise, the attack on Don Quixote will always be ranked after the overthrow of theocracy。

"Hmm~" Xiu Yi gently picked up the water cup and took a sip of the Faren version of tea, to be honest, he has been here for Char for so long, and his favorite thing is this, drinking this can make his thoughts very clear.

"Amanda," Huey called softly as he put down the glass.

"Yes, Prince, what do you command," and after a few breaths, a maid who had been on standby walked in.

"I was a little tired, and told them that I would not see anyone today, and if they dared to trespass, they would kill me. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty Prince"-

Since the resignation of the previous pope and the whereabouts of the Sun Temple, the entire temple has been divided into two factions, one is the conservative faction of the faith and doctrine with the holy woman promoted by the Pope as the core, and the rest is the radical faction of the seven priests of the Sun Temple who seems to have become fanatical because of the domineering power of the sun god, the power of the two factions is obviously stronger than the seven gods from the top strength, you know, although the strength of the sun priests is average, but each of them has a sun god technique, and this magic can allow them to compete with the mages of the realm, although in fact, they themselves have not reached that height。

However, religion is not a thing that plays with power, but faith, in a sentence from the earth, whoever wins the hearts of the people wins the world, and the powerful power of religion is not used to obtain faith, but to protect, if the temple of the sun does not have such a powerful power, will other countries and forces allow them to preach in their own countries and establish another theocracy system? Obviously, it can't.

So, although the faction of the Sun Priests has great power, it is also their shackle, that is, they don't seem to know how to win over believers, and their almost buggy worldview believes that you should believe in the Sun God

The result can be imagined, as a saint who is born to win over believers, in this respect, she has almost thrown off dozens of streets of the seven priests, so one side has a strong power, and the other side has a large number of believers, and the two forces do not give in to each other, which has caused a result, the Sun Temple has existed for thousands of years, and it is the first time that there is no pope.

Because according to the rules of the past, the pope was elected from the seven priests and saints, of course, the designated person must be the sun god, but maybe the sun god himself has found this somewhat thorny problem, on the one hand, he has brought himself a lot of new faith power, and on the other hand, he has maintained the stability of the church for himself, and it is a problem to choose who to choose, so he simply did not make a decree, and it has been dragged on like this, but fortunately, although the two factions do not tolerate each other, they all sincerely believe in the sun god, and there is no so-called infightingThere is a tendency for well water not to interfere with river water.

Recently, for example, the Holy Maiden seemed to be too lazy to deal with the group of madmen on the Supreme Bright Mountain, but instead led many of her subordinates to Mass around the world, and it was evident that it was a long journey even for the Temple of the Sun, even if they had airships.

"Huh~~" Standing at the front of the airship deck, the woman named Saint Maiden seemed to be squinting her eyes and enjoying all this, the blue sky, without a trace of clouds, the cold wind seemed to have no effect on this slightly weak woman, as a saint, it must also have divine skills, and the slightest cold wind naturally couldn't do anything to her.

The airship of the world of Faeron can't fly too high, so looking down from the airship, if it's daytime, you can still see the buildings on the ground clearly, or the people who are moving like ants, suddenly, this woman with a hint of holiness on her body chatted with her hand about her hair, turned around and walked towards the interior of the airship, as if she didn't intend to enjoy the scenery outside, although judging from her expression, she didn't seem to be very willing to go back, because the smile that was still on her face was now gone。

"Holy Maiden. "The knights of light in the Sun Temple, who were in charge of guarding the Holy Maiden, beat the armor on their chests very hard, making a clicking sound, to show their worship of the Holy Maiden, obviously, as I said before, the Holy Maiden may be far inferior to the Seven Divine Officers in strength, but in terms of buying people's hearts, there is almost no need to play any tricks, with her holy breath is enough.

"Well," the saint smiled slightly, "Hagen, you go and rest, there will be no danger on the airship, I am going to prepare for the next mass in the study, I don't want anyone to disturb me, you can inform them for me." ”

The voice of the saint is not the kind of gorgeous, or noble, but gives people a very cold, very magnetic feeling, no matter how anxious and nervous you are at the moment, hearing this voice, it will be instantly quiet, so Hagen, who was made by the smile of the saint, miraculously regained his composure, and smashed his breastplate hard, "Obey, saint!" Obviously, in his opinion, the order of the saint is above all else, of course, it cannot be higher than the supreme sun god.

"Bang!" The saint gently closed the door of the study, of course, in fact, this is not just a study, the space of the airship is not very large, and it is not so extravagant to make so many places, so there is a small room inside, which is actually a combination of bedroom and office.

After sitting on the bench with her back to the bookshelf, the saint waved her hand slightly, and a glorious enchantment enveloped the study and bedroom, and then she sighed faintly, "Come out." ”

"Squeak~" The door to the saint's bedroom was opened, and it was naturally Huey Hale who came out, although he was now Char Doyle, but masks and cloaks could still be made at any time.

"You're so annoying," the saint's face was still expressionless, but the disgust in her eyes was real.

Huey Hale shrugged, "Your subordinate is standing outside the door, I don't dare to show up in the study, besides, you know, I don't have much interest in women." ”

Instead of paying attention to Huey Hale, the saint took out a few pieces of parchment from a drawer and really began to write some of the next Mass, "What is the matter with you coming to me this time?"

"Two things," Xiu Yi didn't seem to mind at all about the saint's coldness, "First of all, your trip to Mass, Char's trip to the end, the plan failed." ”

"Oh?" the saint, who had been cold-faced, seemed to finally change her expression, and looked at Xiu Yi with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, you've failed twice in a row." ”

Xiu Yi shrugged his shoulders again, "There was some accident, I met a person who was impossible to meet, and it turned out to be another bad move, and a game of chess was once again messed up by him," said Xiu Yi and sat down opposite the holy woman, as if his holy face really had no attraction to him, but took out a very delicate parchment from his arms and put it on the table, "That matter will not bother you, I have a follow-up plan, this time I came to you, mainly this," Xiui reached out and tapped on the parchment on the table, meaning to show the saint.

The saint put down the graphite pen in her hand, and picked up the parchment instead, on which a lifelike human head was drawn, and what was even more surprising was that it was still colored, it looked quite like a hyper-real painting of the earth, gray-white hair, slightly curly, slightly pale skin, black pupils, at first glance, it gave people a very easy-going feeling, "Don Quixote, male surname, lich, strength, mage of the ring, life deeds"

The front of the parchment is Don Quixote's head, and the back is what Don Quixote did, the details are abnormal, from his interception of Safi and Luosi, to the demolition of the railroad tracks in Britain, until he sabotaged Xiuyi's plan twice in a row, it can be said that this records everything Don Quixote has done in recent years, obviously Xiuyi really used all his forces, secretly, openly, and thoroughly investigated, so that he has this extremely detailed information.

"Da," said the holy woman, placing the parchment on the table again, "I regret that he ruined your plans, but does it have anything to do with me?"

"Take the opportunity to give this information to the radicals, I think those people will be very interested in this lich who killed nine Divine Punishment Knights and an archbishop, and those guys who have the brilliance of the sun god in their heads will not care about the contract with the Temple of Life. ”

"Huh~" The saint sighed slightly, obviously disgusted by Xiuyi's approach, but she still nodded, because she also had that soul chain in her soul, "Are you sure he will still remain like this? ”

"Don't worry," Xiu Yi stood up, "He's a mercenary of the Char Empire now, and I didn't reveal his identity at the time, so he won't change his body in order to keep the secret that he is a lich, so I'll take my leave first." ”

"Heh," the holy woman glanced at Xiu Yi coldly, "Go slowly, don't send it." ”

(To be continued)