"Only you know, and only you know, what you want. With these ambiguous words, the old man turned and walked out the door.

"May I ask one more question, Radiant Cross Church...... Or what are you going to do with me?" Edward turned around with a flat expression, his hands behind his back, and he looked like he was being slaughtered: "Is there someone outside the door with chains, ready to tie me up and throw me into the cell?"

"We won't hurt you, kid. Archbishop Castro shook his head, his eyes were extremely profound: "Your resurrection from the dead is enough to prove that the Radiant Cross has other arrangements for you, as for the future path is up to you, I hope you can cherish such a rare opportunity, and keep your pious heart forever!"

Archbishop Castro's gaze and words seemed to have a calming power, making the dark-haired boy feel indescribably comfortable—as if the evening sun made the whole body extremely relaxed. Edward lowered his head to his chest, humbly following the other man's teachings.

"The Radiant Cross will always watch over you, child. Facing Edward, who still refused to let go, the old man had no choice but to sigh, and opened the door: "You can take him away." With that, Archbishop Castro turned and walked up the stairs.

"The Knights of the Sacred Tree send you their sincerest greetings, and wish the first servant of the Radiant Cross in the world a long and healthy life forever!" a loud and hearty voice came from outside the door, and a familiar figure in a black overcoat chain mail stood in the doorway, greeting the old man's back with great respect.

"Sir Leonardo Cambrai?" Edward, as if he had just discovered the other, deliberately twisted his head in a slightly surprised tone, "Have you come here so early to pray?"

"No, I'm for some damn little bastard, and I've even alarmed the Grand Master for it. Leonardo turned his face abruptly to glare at Edward, not angry, but laughing: "Don't pretend, I guess you already knew I was going to come for you, and now eighty percent is very proud, right?"

"It's only halfway, I thought you'd find me in a few days. Edward knew very well that this Sir Leonardo still had a good impression of him, but showed a slightly flattering smile, like a junior deliberately doing something bad to attract the attention of his seniors: "I think I'm afraid someone has sued you." ”

"Of course, and you should know each other. Leonardo nodded: "It's the little maid of the Young Master Allen of the Kwyn family, who told us yesterday that if we can't find you, the Eight Achievements will go to the Radiant Cross with your clergy friends." ”

"And we also heard something else about the miracle of your resurrection...... I know what you're trying to do. Sir Leonardo looked at Edward with deep eyes: "But that title is too heavy for you now, and I am even a little glad that I came early." ”

A fierce light flashed from Edward's eyes, and his expression immediately reverted to what he had just looked: "I think I may not understand what you're talking about, maybe you should explain it to me?"

"You want to get this status in order to increase your weight and value, so as not to be abandoned by the Knights of the Sacred Tree...... I guess I'm right. Leonardo shook his head: "It seems that you may have experienced something similar, or seen it, but the Knights of the Sacred Tree would never do this, I promise you!"

Edward did not answer his words, but remained silent - as if admitting the other party's thoughts, but also as if he did not dare to object, of course, such a thing could not be directly admitted, even if the other party said nothing wrong.

"The Knights of the Sacred Tree would never do anything like that, and we didn't seek you out to use you, at least for now, we have the same intentions, right?" Leonardo patted him on the shoulder: "You must not let Tornir die in vain, he is your master, my brother, and the brother of all the knights, we have to avenge him!"

"Haven't you always wanted to be a Sacred Tree Knight, this will be a great opportunity, if you go along with it, you will soon inherit his ring and become one of the glorious ones among us. After saying that, Leonardo turned around and walked outside: "When you are ready to leave, come to me outside, and I have already brought your horse to you." ”

.................. Descending the tower, Edward, alone with the sword given to him by Lady Angelica, walked towards the staircase on the white marble slab under his feet. At this time, Edward's mood had completely calmed down, at least after receiving the archbishop's promise, he did not have to worry about the death of a minor priest for being too simple.

Walking in the empty marble square, the golden morning sun rising in the distance spreads the golden morning light on the splendid spire of the Cross Chapel, and the black and white towers and palaces are completely bathed in this sacred atmosphere.

It's actually quite ironic to say - according to the Church of the Radiant Cross, the night sky is the whole picture of the kingdom of the stars, and the most magnificent and shocking moment of this church to embody the sacredness of the Radiant Cross is at dawn, when the sun shines on the earth.

Even in the early morning, there were still many people on their knees in front of the gate of the Radiant Cross Church, looking up at the sky with their hands folded, whispering about their sins and asking for forgiveness from the Radiant Cross, and many even shed tears of emotion - apparently as the holy place of the Radiant Cross Sect, there were also many pilgrims.

Edward, standing in front of the gate, was completely submerged in the crowd, a pair of black eyes silently staring at the top of the tower, the huge silver glorious cross sculpture, bathed in the dawn of dawn, as if a knight in silver armor, wearing a golden cloak, stood there, looking down on his followers.

"Did you, or some other force, bring me into this world, and for what?" Edward muttered to himself, his voice so small that he couldn't even be sure if his vocal cords were vibrating, "What is the purpose of resurrecting me as a careless person?"

There was no one to answer his question, and Edward, shaking his head, no longer looked at the dead thing that had been piled up with an unknown amount of gold, and as soon as he reached the marble staircase in front of the templar, he saw Webb's thin figure, pale on his knees, probably because of the thick bandages on his legs and soles, and he didn't even wear boots.

"Are you leaving?" After a long time, the little priest kneeling there praying noticed Edward's deposit, quickly stood up and asked with concern, "I heard Priest Cado say in the morning that a few members of the Knights of the Sacred Tree are coming—they are coming to you, right?"

"yes, so I'm leaving here soon. Edward nodded: "The archbishop told me that they will keep the news of this matter under wrap up for the time being, and wait until later to decide." ”

"Thank you Radiant Cross!" Webber let out a long sigh of relief as if relaxed, and a reassuring smile appeared on his face, "At least then I can finally forgive myself for my mistakes." ”

"So, what are your plans?" Edward smiled curiously, as if looking at the little priest's expression, "after completing this glorious mission." ”

"I ...... I must go back to the church in The Hague Castle, where the priests are always supposed to stay, and I have never studied like the monks, nor do I know how to preach to strangers. Weber's expression was full of inferiority: "Maybe going back to church is what I should do." ”

"Fort Hague is thousands of miles away, and it would be dangerous for you to go back alone—it's all churches, so why can't you have a church here?" asked Edward rhetorically, "Haven't you always longed to see this glorious cross with your own eyes?"

"Yes, I didn't know myself until I saw it with my own eyes...... How incompetent you are. Little by little, the little priest with trembling shoulders lowered his head: "I...... I don't even have the will to spread the Radiant Cross, or even the ability to convince others of the miracles of the Radiant Cross!"

Webb, who couldn't cry, his legs went limp, his bandaged knees fell heavily to the ground, and the bright red blood was once again soaked in white gauze: "I am ashamed of the grace of the Radiant Cross!"

The little priest who hid his face and wept fell to his knees, and Edward watched him silently...... If he really wanted to, I am afraid that the blow to Weber would be even greater, and for this simple and pious little priest, excessive frightening was secondary, and the whole worldview might collapse because of it!

"You are a qualified priest, my dear friend Webb Alexander, and in fact even the noble archbishop said the same?" Edward sighed, "Why doubt yourself?"

"But, but, I ......"

"It's nothing, they just can't accept the reality - you've made them believe it, it's just that they don't want to face it yet, and the grace of this miracle is extremely heavy not only for me, but for everyone!" Edward lifted the little priest's chin and looked at the young face that was full of tears, and a little confused and stunned.

"Don't you want to complete this glorious mission, and don't you want the will of God to truly spread to the hearts of all people in this holy land of the glorious cross, isn't that what you want—why would you be here?"

"Webb Alexander, you are destined to begin your faith here!"