Josh's identity is more sensitive now, and there is no news from Archbishop Margusa's side.

Although Fukukoshima is committed to collecting knowledge from all over the world, it is not necessarily possible to deal with the Dark Descent.

You must know that the reason why the struggling humans were able to end the millennium-long War of the Darkspawn was that the Twilight Star Spirit of the Celestial Realm chose a human host and asked him to teach the humans to use the cross blade of Charikar, the first queen of the Ascension, to draw the power of the sun and moon to kill or seal the Darkborn.

As the War of the Darkspawn ends, Calikar is once again buried in an unknown mausoleum with the sarcophagus of a hero of Shurima, until a thousand years later he is found by Sivir, the royal blood of Shurima, and becomes her weapon.

Unless he finds Calikare, Josh doesn't think that Helia is capable of solving the problem of the Darkborn, but he still hopes that he can be separated from Lunihia, who covets his flesh.

After all, now that he has the Rune Codex, in essence, he doesn't need Lunicia anymore.

After hiding the rune toi, Josh changed into his pajamas and lay back on the bed, pretending to be sleeping.

At this time, Lunicia spoke: "Why...... I always think you're thinking something bad? 】

"I'm thinking about killing someone." Josh said, "Isn't that what you want?" ”

[Hmph! I'm afraid you've got the Rune Archive and you're trying to kick me out, right? Lunicia guessed Josh's thoughts, "Don't even think about it, don't even think about getting rid of me in your life until you help me break the seal!" 】

"Hey, why does that sound ambiguous?" Josh diverted the subject, "How do you feel like you have to stick to me, as if you are making a promise." ”

Lunicia was furious, "You bastard! How could I fall in love with you, a human ant?! I don't know your face, and the simple little fox will be deceived by you! 】

She paused for a moment, as if she was feeling puzzled, and added: [Are you qualified? When I hadn't risen to the top, whether it was the army or students studying in the great library created by the scholars, anyone who wanted to pursue me could line up outside the City of the Sun! 】

The pain in his right arm began, but Josh, who had long been accustomed to it, disagreed, and retorted: "Maybe I'm not qualified, but aren't you really hungry for me now?" ”

【You fucking ......】Lunicia finally exploded into a foul mouth, [Why are you full of astringent waste?] I want to take your flesh! Flesh! Got it? I need a body, I need to get out of this cage that has imprisoned me for hundreds of years! 】

"You still have the face to say that my mind is full of astringent waste? Who has been instigating me to make a move on Ahri in my head before, and every word is inseparable from adult content? ”

【You...... Never mind. 】

Josh could hear Runicia breathing deeply.

With the help of his body, a symbiotic relationship was formed, and the Darkspawn's cage no longer completely sealed off Lunihia's senses to the outside world.

Although she still felt constrained, without the freedom of her ascension body, at least she could breathe and sense the outside world.

[I don't care about you. Runicia snorted.

"Obviously you can't talk about me, right?"

[Your master and master are here, and you still want to quarrel with me? 】

"Huh? They're fast. ”

As Josh expected, someone had died in the village, and the Tower of Light was definitely coming to investigate him.

If he had insisted on looking for Greel, even if the Cult of the Light Favored knew that it was actually the ghost created by the water of life that killed the villagers, in order to keep the secret, they would have pushed the pot to Josh, who was not at home.

After a while, Josh heard a knock on the front door of the living room.

After a few more knocks, pretending to be impatient to be woken up, Josh narrowed his eyes and staggered to the antechamber to open the door.

Led by Margusa, Bartek, Tyrus, and Gendakaya, many members and soldiers of the Cult of the Light gathered outside the door, crowding out most of the front yard.

"It's been the middle of the night......," Josh rubbed his eyebrows as if he had just faded from sleep, and his gaze swept around, "Have you found a solution to the Darkspawn?" ”

Josh looked at Tyrus, who was solemn, and Ruiz, who had a deliberately tense expression, stood behind him.

Noticing Josh's gaze, Ruiz quickly winked.

Looks like he's going well on his side.

Josh pondered, withdrew his gaze, and looked at Margusa and Bartek at the forefront.

"We're not here for this, Josh Russell." The toad-faced Elder Batek stepped forward and said in a stern voice, "Do you know anything about the villages in the pastoral area? ”

"Huh?" Josh looked dazed, "What are you talking about?" ”

"You still want garlic! We've all found the breath of runic magic there! ”

Bartek's face folded, shaking as he spat on the stars.

"Now there are no other rune mages on this island besides you and Ruiz! Tyrus didn't teach Ryze magic, and you've been borrowing so many arcane books lately......"

The more Bartek spoke, the more agitated he became, as if Josh was the murderer of the three villagers in the village.

"Elder Bartek." Margusa finally spoke.

Just calling his name, Bartek immediately turned his face, squeezed out a flattering smile, and retreated behind Marchusa.

"I see, it's better for you to speak, Archbishop Margusa."

"We're not here for the Darkspawn."

As he spoke, Margusa slowly walked up to Josh's two or three paces away and stood firm, staring straight into Josh's eyes with the sharp eyes of an eagle.

"We've got to talk."

……

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Underneath Helia, in a hidden vault in the Hammerstone Prison.

Ellock Grell lit the lantern on the wall with flint and tightened the knob to raise the iron plate to gather the light, dimming the light in the room.

More than half a year ago, Greer's room, who was still the guard of the Hammerstone Prison, was invaded by his superior supervisor who oppressed him, and a lot of contraband in the treasury that he had secretly collected over the years was revealed.

After defeating the warden in a fight, Grell imprisoned him in a more secretive prison that no one would visit.

While blaming the warden for collecting contraband, Grell hangs on his life every day, torturing him with various torture instruments for fun.

Hammerstone Warden Nizana does not seem to know what is going on, and only sees the escape of the previous warden as a fear of absconding, and promotes Grell to the new warden.

Since then, Grell has never kept stolen contraband in his own house, but in abandoned warehouses where no other hammerstones can pass by.

But even so, Greer, who had experienced the last incident, was more cautious.

Even when he knew that no one would pass by, he would try to be as quiet as possible, so that the light from the lantern would not penetrate the corridor outside.

Untying the jug containing the eaux-de-vie from the belt of his crotch, Greer hummed a cheerful tune that was the opposite of his gloomy demeanor, picking up the sharp scythe and slashing it into his palm.

The hideous wound was a centimeter deep, and the torn flesh turned out, and blood poured wildly, but there was no trace of pain on Greel's face, but the corners of his mouth were even higher, revealing an expression of excitement and cruelty.

Biting the cork of the kettle with his teeth and pulling the eaux-de-vie, Grell poured a small sip into his mouth.

Slightly sweet, similar to the natural mineral springs in the mountains, but not very special under the water of life.

Within two seconds, a miracle happened.

The wound, which would have had to be stitched and scarred, glowed with a white-green glow, and the bleeding stopped.

Grell picked up a clean cloth and wiped his palm, the wound on it had healed, leaving no trace of being cut by a sharp object

Grell shook his head and muttered, "Compared to external application, internal consumption is too wasteful." ”

For such a large wound, it takes a small sip to drink the water of life, but if you use it directly on the wound, you only need one drop.

Hanging the water bottle of the water of life back on his waist, Greermore rubbed his chin and thought about what to do next:

The princess of Kamavia is still pursuing the eaux-de-vie, and since that kid Rhaze is unwilling to help me uncover the secrets of the Shining Tower, let outsiders help me complete my revenge.

The more he thought about it, the more hideous the smile on Greel's face grew, and gradually evolved into a hearty laugh.

"It's time to share the good news with my dear Inspector Maxim...... Hehehe, with the water of life, I can enjoy more pleasure and torture...... Well?! ”

Suddenly, Greel's ears caught the slightest movement, and he immediately closed the lantern completely, grabbing the chain scythe on the rotten wooden table.

After being underground for so long, he could make out almost everything that sounded here.

"No, not rats, not bugs, not people...... Wait a minute! ”

A hint of surprise appeared on Greer's face, "The voice just now...... It's ringing directly in my head?! ”

Grell held his breath, perceiving the slightest hint of sound that he had somehow come into contact with.

It wasn't long before a dull, hoarse, nonexistent male voice sounded in Greel's mind, as if penetrating through the flesh to the depths of the soul:

[Mortal. 】

Startled by this voice, Greer breathed for a long time, his slightly frightened eyes widened, and asked in a trembling voice, "You...... What are you? Demons?! ”

[Nope.] 】

The voice was silent for a moment.

I am the Darkspawn - Tarosh. 】

[Find me, I can give you supreme divine power. 】

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