Inspired by the emotions of the poet of great love, Viscount Augustine was more angry than frightened at this time.

Obviously, the long seal had caused him to accumulate unimaginable anger.

"Speaking of witches...... I remembered reading in the witch's magic book that you were a cruel vampire who loved nothing more than to take a young mother's child, suck her child's blood in front of her, and then feast on her anger, despair, and blood. ”

Ranch seemed to have finally finished explaining his work to the clergy, and was able to concentrate on Viscount Augustine, and said lightly to him.

There was no joy or anger in his voice, not even emotional fluctuations.

"So you want to judge me?! Mankind!! ”

Viscount Augustine seemed to understand what Lanch meant, and struggled with the last of his strength and roared,

"You hypocritical poor creatures, while talking about justice, are doing exactly the same thing as the wicked people you denounce! Can you really tell me what I did wrong and are you completely right?! ”

Hearing Viscount Augustine's words, Huberian was slightly stunned.

She didn't know how to refute Viscount Augustine.

In this chaotic and dark era, rules are a game that can be trampled on at will, and the strong do have the power to uphold justice and judge right and wrong according to their own will.

If you want to deny the correctness of the strong ruling the weak, to break the rule of the bloodline, and establish rules and order to protect the weak, you can't avoid repeating the law of the jungle to fight violence with violence, and open up a bloody road, the essence of the process is no different from what the bloodline does, but a stronger person is born to rule the bloodline in turn!

In this era, you can either be a tyrant, and there is no way to become a benevolent emperor.

The three clergy on the other side could not find an answer either.

If they were all outright villains like the Church of the Resurrection, they might be convinced that it was only natural for humans to kill the Bloods.

But they were also confused after Viscount Augustine's questioning at the moment, would what they do under the banner of benevolence really violate benevolence?

“……”

However.

A slight smile appeared on Rankie's face.

"I never said I wanted to stand up for justice, and I didn't assert that you were evil. I only believe that love can work miracles, and now I am touching you with love, hoping that you will become kind and friendly. ”

His voice was full of pity, as if he wanted to give Viscount Augustine salvation.

“……？！！”

Viscount Augustine, who was still a little hard and thought that Lanchi was a messenger of justice, suddenly trembled.

When the enemy still argues with him about right and wrong, he can at least disturb the enemy's mind with his words.

But.

This time he came across.

Seems to be a complete lunatic.

It doesn't make any sense with this kind of thing, and its mind won't be shaken by any enemy!

"Great love poet, you can help train Viscount Augustine."

Ranch said to his soul buddy, the Great Love Poet.

"Find me for this kind of thing, you have found the right demon, I am sure to train you well!"

The poet of great love pressed his fingers against his dimples, and his face was full of sweet happy smiles.

At the same time, Frey had probably drawn the blood of Viscount Augustine.

Ranchi also lifted the summons of [Shining Virtue], and suddenly, the seemingly forgotten colors in the bedroom room were restored again, and the candlelight flickered slightly, sprinkling a faint halo on the curtains, illuminating the wooden carvings at the head of the bed.

The portraits and tapestries on the walls are dim in the dim light, and the figures in those paintings seem to be silently watching everything in the room, and the manuscripts and quills on the desk quietly await the return of their masters.

"By the way, Viscount Augustine, did you just say that this Bloodline lying on the bed is weak?"

Lanch walked over to the bed, turned his head sideways to look at Viscount Augustin on the ground, who was struggling to open his eyes, and asked.

“…… Isn't it? ”

Although Viscount Augustine's heart had already been filled with extremely bad omens, this was his last momentum, and he must not be frightened by these few human beings.

Ranchi patted the mummy and asked, as if in an interview:

"Count Palocas, do you have anything to say about Viscount Augustine's evaluation as a senior?"

"Hello Augustin......"

The mummy's throat twitched and he made a hoarse sound, but he almost swallowed his breath in the middle of speaking.

“…… Earl? ”

Viscount Augustine's eyes were full of fear and disbelief, and his eyeballs almost protruded from their sockets.

In that brief moment, the magic power fluctuations emitted like a return of light undoubtedly belonged to the earl-level blood clan!

Viscount Augustine's mind remembered the ring of Count Palocas, which Lanch had first shown him, and gradually figured it out.

Next, there is the real extinction of all thoughts.

Just looking at the way Count Palocas, who was far stronger than him, was always worse than death, Viscount Augustine's face turned pale because of his physical and psychological health.

At this point, he was fully aware of the danger he faced, and the fear of approaching hell nearly broke him.

However, it was already too late to be undone.

All his self-confidence, all his arrogance, all his pride, were all shattered in this moment, and the blow to his heart was unacceptable to him.

Like a balloon that has been blown up, it is completely shattered in an instant, and the light in the blood-colored eyes begins to dissipate.

"Look how gentle and friendly Count Palocas has become, this is the power of love."

Lynch was always full of kindness towards Viscount Augustine, and never had a trace of hostility.

"A word from Mr. Lanch is better than reading a church book for ten years."

The executioners, paladins, and priests on the side observed all this, as if they had learned something again, and suddenly realized.

After a series of improvements in their practical skills, their beliefs were also sublimated at this moment.

"There is no right or wrong, good or evil, only love is eternal, love is a miracle...... Having comprehended the true meaning, we can no longer be shaken by evil side creatures! ”

"Viscount Augustine, come and join the glorious evolution."

The three clergy, each with tweezers, pliers, and scalpels in their hands, could see their smiling eyes squinting like crescents even with masks.

Their temperament has become completely natural.

"No, don't!!"

Augustine's screams were like the worst curse in the abyss, piercing the castle's heavy stone walls and resounding in the night sky at the top of the hill.

Outside the castle, there are still endless deep mountains and forests and a sea of clouds, as well as the moonlight shuttling in between.

The night is clear, and the glow of the full moon shines faintly on Lichtens Castle, giving the castle a hazy and mysterious beauty.

The sun will still rise the next day.

Everything will be warm and beautiful again.

The towering minarets and intricately carved window lattices are even more tranquil at this time, and the wind blows and the leaves rustle among the jungles, as if preparing for the dreamy fairy tale of the castle.

Only the dim silhouette on the curtain depicts an ineffable ritual.

This picture of the film world came to an end at this end.

……

Echrita Academy.

At two o'clock in the morning, a few lonely stars twinkled in the distant sky, and the deep outline of the main building of the Sage's Academy almost melted into the night, only the windows of the conference room on the top floor were still lit.

The glass of the conference room reflected the ever-changing light and shadow of the magic screen, and whenever the screen flickered, the reflection of the windows jumped in the night sky, and finally disappeared into the night as if the curtain had ended.

Most of the teachers had already left by this time, and only a few were still sitting at their round tables watching.

Loren didn't leave until now.

He crossed his fingers on his chin and watched as the three clergy began to cook Viscount Augustine's tricks like tidbits.

“…… If you don't watch it, you won't watch Ranchi's movie world next time. I don't care how he tosses me, no matter who asks me, I don't know Ranch. ”

Finally, Loren stood up from his desk, his voice tired, and walked out of the door of the conference room.

But others know.

Dean Loren may not be tired, but numb.

And when they heard that even the most honest and honest Dean Loren had begun to evade his responsibilities, they always felt that there seemed to be some signs of inappropriateness in the dean!

——

The second shadow world has come to an end, and tomorrow a new chapter of the present world begins!

At the beginning of this month, I had been desperately adding to the changes, and I ran out of manuscripts and reversed my schedule. Now every day is desperate to catch up with the death line.,Sometimes it's sent at eight o'clock after nine o'clock.,It's not that I don't want to add it.,It's really not that I can't catch up.,Unless you don't sleep.。 The plot time of the brain hole is several times more than the time of the code word.,Sometimes it takes eight or nine hours for four thousand words.,I'm really not a lazy dog.,I've been working hard to code words.,I'll do my best to add more after adjusting my schedule.。

I beg you for a monthly pass at the end of the month, and cry at night!

(End of chapter)