"The End of Twilight is a new group that has emerged in recent years, and they believe in an evil creature called the Elder Gods. And the belief of this sect is to follow the guidance of the ancient gods and turn this world into a desperate country where nothing but ruin and madness remains. ”

After Lancelot finished speaking, Artoria opened the dark tome in her hand. The more she looked, the tighter her brow became, "This Twilight's End Sect...... It's really shockingly evil, and no one is going to deal with their affairs? Father is not a man who would allow such a cult church to run rampant. ”

"In fact, His Majesty the King had specifically purged this evil sect. Unfortunately, these cultists are elusive, rarely caught by the kingdom's guards, and they have begun to spread throughout the country, beginning to deceive many people into believing in their evil gods. ”

Lancelot said, sighing, "And this time the disaster in Southsea Town was caused by one of the fanatics. He seemed to have heard the whispers of the evil gods, and researched some terrible virus that poisoned the entire town, and although he himself died in the disaster, the sins he left behind are still tormenting the innocent. ”

"Haven't our medics been developed yet?" Artoria frowned and said, "And according to common sense, the people of the Holy Light Church should have sent someone to help with the disaster, right?

Lancelot shrugged his shoulders and said, "At least in this matter, they are as helpless as our medical staff. ”

"Well, I see," Artoria took a deep breath, "you go down first, about this." I'll talk to Merlin. ”

Artoria felt that she really needed to talk to the wise old wizard about Twilight's end. The horrific information contained in the dark tome in her hand, as well as the torture and the beliefs of the evil gods, made Artoria understand that this was not a cult that could be ignored casually.

And when it comes to understanding the legends and histories of the gods and demons in the kingdom, it is estimated that there are not many people who know more clearly than this old wizard.

"Hey, good morning, Merlin. ”

When the old wizard was found, the short old man was squatting in the small square to feed the pigeons. These cute and alert creatures flutter their wings and flock around Merlin, being fed by the old wizard.

Saw Artoria coming. Merlin stood up from the flock and clapped his hands, a little curious.

"My dear disciple, aren't you supposed to be with Miss Gnevelle now, why did you leave the guests and come to me?"

"I've found the perfect stand-in for me to help me deal with Vier," Artoria said with a smile at the thought of Lancelot and Gurnie Vier's staring at each other, "and maybe Vile is much more satisfied with his company than I am with myself." ”

"Oh, I don't think Lancelot would have been glad to hear that his lord had sold him. Seeing something in the disciple's smile, Merlin couldn't help but laugh, "Of course, he may or may not like it." After all, Miss Gnavel's beauty is obvious to all. It is estimated that no man in this world can refuse her. ”

"Is that including you? Merlin?"

"Hey...... Artoria, it's not etiquette for a princess to make fun of an old man," said the old wizard himself, though he said so. "Then my esteemed princess, is there anything important about you sacrificing your precious time to come to me, a bad old man?"

"Something about the end of the twilight sect. Merlin, you should know something, right?" Artoria shrugged her shoulders and handed over the Dark Tome in her hand, "Today I found out that there is such an evil and terrible cult hidden around us, and it has spread so widely in our land of Britain. To be honest, I was a little scared. ”

"The End of Twilight?" The old wizard took the thick tome, a little confused, "I've heard of this sect, it doesn't seem to be a serious sect, but ...... Uh......"

Turning the first page of the classic, looking at the false words on the title page, the old wizard was directly stunned.

"Huh, Merlin?"

Artoria curiously pushed the old wizard in a daze and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Smack-

Closing the book heavily, the old wizard sternly raised his head to look at her and said, "Artoria, my disciple, it seems that we have caused a big trouble. This so-called Twilight End is no ordinary cult, they must have more terrible sources and beliefs, and we must find out the truth of this matter in time and solve it. ”

As he spoke, the old wizard opened the book in his hand again, pointed to the preface on the title page, and said, "This is a magic spell that was circulated in ancient times more than 10,000 years ago, and it is said to hide a great secret. However, with the passage of time, most of today's magicians have lost their ability to remember this magic spell...... It seems that this Twilight End Sect has a long history. ”

Artoria was stunned, looked at the row of words on the title page, and read it.

At first, it was far away and dark.

When hatred erupts, there is fire.

When the wound is scarred, it is dirt.

The cry of pain gave birth to the wind.

What seeped down from heaven was a sea of tears.

We are born of darkness.

The world is covered with knowledge.

It is for anger, hurt, pain, and sorrow.

Seeing his disciples silently chewing on this passage, the old wizard sighed and said, "This passage has even been engraved into the epic of their lives by many gods, and its importance and mystery are self-evident. I think we should head out to Southsea to investigate the so-called plague and the Twilight's End cult. ”

Originally, I thought it was an ordinary cult activity, but I didn't expect to dig up such a secret, Artoria took a deep breath and slammed the book shut.

"Ready to go!"

The princess's order was quickly conveyed and received timely feedback from her subordinates. Soon, the official residence took care of the princess's trip, and summoned Grahide, one of the core members of the Knights of the Round Table. Recognized as a brilliant man within the Order of the Round Table, Grahide was able to handle most matters within the realm during the time when the princess left the mansion.

As for Lancelot, he was supposed to go with him, but due to Gnavel's request, the handsome young knight had no choice but to leave his lord and accompany Gnavelle on an outing in another direction.

After three days on horseback, Artoria arrived at the town of Southsea with her guards. What appeared in front of her eyes was a shocking epidemic, people were tormented by a strange virus, and their bodies were covered with abscesses and were constantly overflowing with foul-smelling mucus.

The screams can be heard clearly even if they are thousands of meters away. Even interspersed with a few cries of pain, begging the medical staff to kill them and put an end to their suffering.

Artoria stood inside the huge tent, listening to the screams not far away, her expression a little gloomy. This is the command center for disaster relief, but with Artoria's personal arrival, the commander here has instinctively handed over all the power to Artoria.

The old wizard Merlin stood beside her, sighing, and did not have a good idea about this matter. When she was originally in the lord's mansion thousands of miles away, although Artoria was worried about the pain of the people being tormented by the epidemic, she lacked an intuitive understanding of how terrible this virus was.

At this time, she came to the scene in person, and in just over ten minutes, the girl's heart was already filled with thick anger.

"Bring those cultists to me!"

It was the first time in years that the princess had been so angry. Listening to the painful cries of the people, the pain of those patients made her empathize, she could no longer hold back the anger in her heart, and she couldn't wait to punish the evil cultists, and return the pain they inflicted on her own people to the evil god behind them a thousand times!

The order was swiftly conveyed, and soon the curtain of the tent was lifted, and several bound civilians were dragged in, all bound and kneeling in front of Artoria. The girl looked at these cultists angrily, if it weren't for the cold and evil aura on their bodies, they would be no different from ordinary human beings at all.

Artoria couldn't imagine what kind of vicious intentions would have caused them to commit such a crime against their own people, it was outrageous!

"The Elder Gods will destroy you!"

In the face of Artoria's gaze, a fifteen-year-old boy even held his head high and cried out loudly, "You heretics! All of you will go to hell! Wait, the great god of the ancients has come to this world! Poor sinners, you are dying!"

Obviously he is just a fifteen-year-old boy, he should be an innocent little guy, and he should enjoy a happy childhood. But under the poison of the evil sect, it became so vicious that there was no longer the slightest innocence of a young man in those eyes, and instead there was a gloomy fanatical viciousness.

Looking at these eyes, Artoria's heart froze.

She originally thought that after these cultists committed a lot of crimes, after seeing the tragic situation in Nanhai Town, and seeing the suffering of their compatriots, they should repent for it. Even if you don't repent, you should feel the depth of your guilt.

But she finds out that she is wrong, this is a group of real thugs! a group of evil devils in human skin! (To be continued......