It was also a refreshing autumn day.

According to the information given to him by the Holy Flame, the Raven snatched a fire-attribute magic artifact from a church in the Anglo region. It was a half-meter-long golden double-headed staff called "Dance of the Sun".

Originally, that thing was an illegal trade item that had been lost from the Holy Flame, but then it ended up in the hands of the priest of the church. However, at that time, the Magic Alliance also got the news. The crow expected that he might be stopped, but he didn't expect that the executor who was sent was actually Carlo, whom he hadn't met for a long time.

When he saw Carlo, the crow was standing in front of the idol where the "Dance of the Sun" was placed, and Carlo suddenly rushed towards him without hesitation, and the crow was taken aback and immediately turned around and climbed the stairs leading to the clock tower.

Standing on the clock tower with the wind whistling on all sides, the crow threw the wind blade in his hand. The pitch-black dagger flew in all directions like an agile black elf. Carlo's robe-like black trench coat was blown by the wind, he no longer had the steel armor of the knight of the kingdom, and the sharp dagger swept in front of him, and he stopped and raised his scepter to block the flying blade.

The dagger's extremely regular rhythm of attacks made it impossible for him to get even closer to the crow. Even though Carlo also has a magic magic weapon in his hand, he still can't compare to the genius of the crow.

"Carlo?"

Retracting the blood-stained dagger, the crow stared at him in amazement, the dagger slicing through Carlo's calf, forcing him to crouch down temporarily, "You...... Joined the Wizard Alliance?"

"Yes. Carlo's round eyes were bloodshot with rage, "I want to avenge His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness the Princess!"

At that moment, the crow was stunned for a moment, and the facts that he could not forget drowned him like a tidal wave.

Taking advantage of this short moment, Carlo suddenly got up, stepped forward, and the blade-like lightning slashed down in the air, which was a complete determination that left no room for error.

The crow hurriedly bounced out of the way, landing right below the bell, and the lightning left a charred mark on the ground. Another dagger whizzed from Carlo's other leg, fell to the ground with a thud, and then flew again under the crow's control.

Carlo's wounds were not very deep, and although the crow was on the verge of death at the time, he did not lose control of his ruthlessness.

"You want revenge?"

The crow straightened up, a faint mockery with a hint of bitterness, "Are you going to kill me?"

Carlo didn't answer, but there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

In fact, the crow does not feel that revenge is wrong.

It is true that he killed King Charles and destroyed all three of them in their past. Raven knew that Vincent had ordered the cleansing of the Brandes family and that Carlo's parents had been put to death, and that it would be understandable to blame him for the incident. Although he did not give that order, without him, Vincent would not have been able to take the throne by virtue.

"I used to be a knight of the kingdom of Aura, and it is my mission to protect the royal family!"

However, Carlo's next words made the crow almost pop his eyes out, and he stood dumbfounded for a second, suddenly feeling like he was about to collapse.

Is this guy just for revenge for the sake of his mission?

The crow, of course, knew that Carlo had been sent to his side to guard against him. Carlo was a very obedient knight, and he didn't think much about anything other than the tasks given to him by the king and his family. The temptations he said were all arranged by others, even though what he said was not technical at all, and the meaning of temptation was completely lost.

Carlo had always been like an idiot, no, he was a tool to be manipulated, the king he was loyal to was dead, his family was doomed, and this guy was still living like a marionette on a mission in the past.

Carlo wants to avenge his past mission, but Raven doesn't want to give up his life for Carlo's mission. That's ridiculous.

"Okay. The crow sneered. He held the "Dance of the Sun" in his left hand, and his right hand was raised high, and the reflection on the black dagger crossed an arc of light.

"In that case, then you'd better die. ”

With that, the dagger pierced the air, sending a fierce wind to the top of Carlo's head.

Suddenly, the crow noticed that something heavy was falling directly above, and he subconsciously rolled to the side, only to find that the huge bronze bell had lost its strength and smashed vertically to the ground.

Carlo also has a partner.

That partner's name was Showlyn Joan. After putting down the bronze bell, she decisively shot at the "Dance of the Sun" in the crow's hand. The magic crystal of the fire attribute was attracted by the origin magic of the fire attribute, and the crow put down the "Dance of the Sun", got up and flipped back, and jumped directly from the clock tower.

The cloak behind him landed steadily, and he heard an explosion on the top of the clock tower, but he never looked back.

......

"I was trying to kill Vincent. Since you can't find Rey's brother, let's kill Rey's brother's father first, so that Rey's brother can also taste the pain of losing his relatives. Brother Rey, you're really smart, you know I want to lie to you, I want to use you to get rid of Vincent?"

Angel's words were mixed with strange eating and laughing.

"Actually, I don't really want to kill Vincent! I hate you the most!" Angel's fist suddenly slammed viciously on the sheets.

"Why! Why did you lie to me! Why did you betray me? Father, what did he do wrong! What did I do wrong? Why did I have to be burned to death, why did I have to endure pain! I became like this because of you! Why!

There is no why.

Faced with Angel's questioning like a raging rainstorm, the crow could not answer. He didn't want to patiently explain to Angel what Charles had done, because he also knew that Charles was indeed a good father who loved Angel for her.

He killed the good father who loved his daughter, soaked the carpet with his blood, and showed this cruelest scene in front of his simple and ignorant daughter. He made Angel's whole world fall apart. Angel will run away, will hide in church, will be burned...... It's all his fault.

He had been cheating on Angel, and even though Angel trusted him so much, he finally chose to betray Angel. He didn't do anything wrong, but he hurt Angel.

Therefore, Angel, who crawled back from hell, should be the one who has the most reason to take revenge on him......

"What am I going to do to forgive me?"

The crow lowered her brow gently, and with a slight trace of sorrow stared at the trembling Angel, who roared alone in the storm, she was the center of the storm, surrounded by the lightning of anger and hatred, the furious cry of the dove and the sound of flapping its wings like the roar of thunder, and the frenzy raged in the small hotel room.

In fact, when the crow sat in a daze on the small wooden bed upstairs of the "Cedar Forest House", he figured it all out.

If that girl was really Angel, then he wouldn't run away. Whether Angel's anger or hatred, that is what he should bear, even if Angel hates him so much that he wants to kill him, he must go to see Angel.

Revenge is irretrievably lost.

But none of the avengers take revenge for the sake of retrieving anything, they take revenge because what has been taken away is too precious, and the feeling of loss is too painful! If nothing is taken away from the plunderer, how can we prove that preciousness, how can we make up for that pain?

Angel looked up, her purple eyes seemed to be filled with bright red sparks, and her face was iron-blue, like an undead crawling out of hell. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth curled.

"Do you want me to forgive you?" said Angel, raising her eyebrows and covering her mouth in feigned surprise. She leaned closer to the crow, unabashedly fixing her hateful gaze into the crow's emerald green eyes.

She used to have such a pair of smart eyes.

"In that case, then give me your eyes. Angel smiled, her pale pink lips curled up, and spat out a cruel and terrible request like a sharp knife.