'Don't you wear armor when you are paid on campus today?'

Lan En thought silently in his heart, and sighed on his lips.

Old-fashioned schemes, but they do work.

After all, the Knights of Lothric are completely loyal to Lothric, and one of the two princes of the coup, the eldest prince Lorian, has even personally led the knights into battle.

The knights revered this noble and brave prince of the Protoss.

But because of this loyalty and reverence, who can be wary when the prince himself orders them to assemble in the chapel?

Lan En quietly pinched his temples on both sides, looking like he had just woken up and was a little unconscious.

But in fact, he was relieving the pain in his mind that was like being gnawed by a carnivorous bug.

The erosion of darkness is becoming more and more evident as the first fire weakens.

"Mind if I see the dragon knights coming down from the inner city?"

"That's what I'm looking for." Lorenzo nodded nonchalantly as he watched as Ryan rose from the ground. "I need a lot of advice right now, any advice."

The Knights of Lustric, who had just been removed from their patrol posts, were also resting against the wall in the hall of the church, and some of the priesthood were unskillfully using restorative [miracles] to heal their injuries while patrolling.

And when Lann and Lorenzo pushed open the heavy church door, the witcher's eyebrows couldn't help but furrow.

Sky. It's too dark.

The sun of this world had become a 'bleeding eclipse' some time ago, and the intensity of the light was like the tail of dusk on a normal day.

And now.

The Lords of Lustric, as well as the civilians who had come to the church alive because of their luck on the high walls, dismantled the wood and furniture from the building and made improvised fires and torches.

That's when there was some light in the poor visibility.

The light in the sky is now only equivalent to the moon's fine night.

But now, according to Mentos's biological clock, it should be daytime!

No wonder, the darkness in the body is stirring.

Because the world is one step closer to extinguishing.

"Are you okay?"

Lorenzo asked beside Lanne.

"Ever since you woke up, it feels like you're feeling a little uncomfortable."

"No, nothing." Lan En quietly skipped the topic.

Then he walked towards the wyvern's corpse outside the church.

On the corpse of this wyvern, there are many traces of being ravaged by thunder.

It was the dragon hunting equipment of the Knights of Lothric.

Thunderbolts, as well as thunder pots similar to the Flame Kettle.

Although the knight of Lothric is now accompanied by dragons, the art of dragon hunting is still the foundation of the combat system.

Originally, the staircase in front of the church was large enough for ten people to walk in parallel.

But when a wyvern fell here, the dragon's wing claws and wing membranes were so large that they had to hang diagonally against the wall at the edge of the stairs.

The corpse of a dragon knight was crushed to the leg by the head of the wyvern, and then a knight's spear was pinned to the ground in the chest.

It seems that this is the dragoon who came down to chase and kill.

When Lann walked over, the knights sideways out of the way. He found that Priest Emma was also present at the scene.

A few people nodded to each other and said hello, and then Lan En crouched down next to the corpse of the prince's dragon knight and began to look at it.

Nothing complicated, just an ordinary dragoon dressed in the full knight's armor of the usual Lothric. It's just that Lan En deliberately flipped over the small lantern hanging from his waist, which had been broken in the process of falling.

"How did this happen?"

Priest Emma muttered to herself in a little frustration.

It's just that she kept looking at the darkness beyond the firelight around her, not at the dragon knight in front of her.

Obviously, the environmental changes caused by the initial fire are the object of her description.

"The bell has already sounded, and there should be three of the four remaining paymasters, even excluding Eldridge who escaped!"

"How could it be that the Immortal of Fran, the giant king of the capital of sin, Yum, and the Vault Dweller of Courland, Rudos, could have all had an accident?"

"To this day, no one has arrived at the fire transmission sacrifice ground and sat on the throne of longing to maintain the first fire!?"

[Longing for the Throne] is a fire-spreading device specially prepared for the four salaried kings who maintain the world during the bridging period.

This thing is noble and sacred, after all, it is part of the fire ritual that keeps the world running.

So Len had seen a few words in the library of the Dark Church.

This technique was absorbed into Los Ric along with the exiles after Dolanguerag was destroyed by Casas.

The normal way to pass the fire is to go to a place called the 'Initial Furnace' to come into contact with the Initial Fire and burn his soul as firewood.

As for the special salary kings who support the operation of the world during the transition period of the fire transmission ceremony, they have their own exclusive thrones in the fire transmission sacrifice field.

On it, they don't have to go to the initial furnace to come into contact with the initial fire, so as not to be burned clean in one go.

Instead, he can remotely transmit his power to the First Flame through the throne, barely keeping the First Fire from being extinguished in a weak but continuous state.

This allows Lothric to take advantage of this short period of stability to complete the fire transmission ritual and restore stability to the world.

In the tens of thousands of years that Lothric has been in charge of the fire ceremony, even this situation can be said to be very rare.

But now it's the case. Is there no one on the throne of longing?

There is no doubt that this is a grim situation that has never been seen before, even for Lothric.

"It is precisely because the situation has become so serious that we must act!"

Lorenzo said in a determined tone.

His iron-gloved palm rested on the side of the dragon's corpse, then clenched into a fist and slammed it.

"Bang."

"No matter what, we're going to have to meet King Othloes! Now is not the time to follow the king's commands! Emma presiding priest! ”

Lorenzo turned his head to look at the aging priesthood leader, his tone bordering on accusation.

"The reason why Lothric founded the country is to spread the fire! Even His Majesty himself has said that he is only preserving this body because he wants to preside over the overall situation, and if it reaches the point of no return, then he, as the oldest and most powerful Protoss today, should also devote himself to the first fire. Stretching the Age of Fire to the last moment. ”

"The courtyard where Your Majesty has locked himself is just above this church, not far from the road into the inner city."

"I don't understand, it's all come to this! Seeing that the first flame is about to be extinguished! What else is there to hesitate about? Can't you even meet with Your Majesty and ask for an idea?! ”

The surrounding Los Rik knights couldn't help but make a commotion when they heard this.

They were all flame-bearers, and they were all around Lorenzo at this time.

In this divided country, they have decided that 'spreading the fire' is more important than the 'royal family'.

Lorenzo's words are their inclination at the moment.

After bowing her head and being silent for a long time, Priest Emma looked up at the lightless sky again, and finally sighed.

"yes. Nothing is more important than passing on the flame. ”

"Let's go, pick a few good hands, and I'll show you the way to His Majesty's courtyard."

It wasn't until Emma said this with a sigh that Lorenzo's expression slowed down a little, and the surrounding Los Ric knights also had a vaguely high morale.

Helmets wore and nodded to each other, a celebration of hearing good news in a world that was getting worse and worse.

At this point, however, Lane offered a different point of view.

"I'd suggest it's better not to let too many people go, guys."

Suddenly, the people around them looked at the witcher.

As if he didn't feel the gaze, the witcher flicked the small lantern on the waist of the dragon knight's corpse with the toe of his boot.

"The lantern was only hanging from his waist, but it showed no sign of being lit, folks."

The witcher looked up, his cat's eyes glancing around.

"I'm not underestimating your will to fight, but . . . Will you be able to keep fighting in the dark? ”

The darkness of this world is not a simple phenomenon of light and shadow, but something that has a real impact.

So the Rosric knights present now either have a small glass lantern lit on their waists, or they have torches in their hands to light them.

"But this guy will do."

Ryan kicked the little lantern again that hadn't been lit until it shattered.

"They served the prince, and even at this point they did not change their loyalty. So it doesn't matter if you're fighting in the dark. ”

"Now the darkness is prosperous. If they take advantage of the current situation, whose advantage is it? Separate elite knights, is there still the ability to deal with it here? ”

Even the most radical Lorenzo, under Lanen's calm and composed questioning, could only close his mouth, gritted his teeth, and puffed out his apple muscles, but he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

This is indeed a real problem.

In order to spread the fire, they should act. However, in this city, it is estimated that this is now the only stronghold of the Fire Transmission Sect that still retains its establishment.

If this place is breached, then the Holy City of Spreading Fire Lothric is equivalent to a complete fall.

"And what do you think?"

Emma did not procrastinate after making a decision, and directly asked Ran, who questioned it, if he had a plan.

"The plan does have for me to go, alone."

Lan said with a look of distraction.

"I'm not a member of the Knights, and fighting with you wouldn't have been a good match. My departure doesn't have much impact on the combat power here. ”

"And to be honest, their mobility is really poor. It's much more convenient for me to be alone. ”

Lorenzo's expression froze.

Others could have doubted this, but he had seen Lan En jump onto the roof several meters high with a slight turn!

Although I don't know why this guy can move so elegantly, there is no doubt that what he said is true.

"Looks like everyone has no opinions?"

Emma looked at Lorenzo's expression and nodded.

"Okay, that's it. Come here, Lanne. I'll show you the way. ”

(End of chapter)