In the end, what kind of words should be used to describe a troubled world?

Before the head of the tide had fallen, more waves had already struck, and a gloomy cloud had just dissipated, and a more violent storm had begun to stir.

This long-brewing shadow storm reached a small climax in Ranken in the winter of the following year of revival, but there is always an inexplicable correlation between world events, and the situation on the mainland is even more affected by the whole body, and the Duchy of Anlan, which is thousands of miles away, has also been affected.

The nobles are vying for power, the undercurrent is surging, the wind and rain are coming, and the throne is shaky.

The gold-carved scepter in the hands of the young Grand Duchess grew heavier and heavier, and her dominance became more and more precarious. When internal and external troubles arose, she began to tentatively send letters to the "grief" mercenary group for help.

But at this moment, the opinion of the consul Andrei is that he will not move and will not respond.

Some people may suspect that this is mixed with his selfishness, and some people may begin to think that it is not for nothing that Onisha sent the messenger to avoid Andre's scruples. However, the other two people present, the two highest officials of the mercenary group who remained in the Herseus River Valley, were only slightly stunned, and then groaned thoughtfully.

Obviously, things are not so simple.

There was a contemplative silence in the room, the cooing of pigeons in the square was faintly heard, and in the faint light, André leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes until the voice of the old magician broke the almost frozen atmosphere.

"I agree with this opinion in principle, but it is better to leave the final decision to Dios," Brooke hesitated, "but is it a bit too much not to respond to His Royal Highness's letter? ”

"Hold still. It is indeed the best countermeasure at the moment. Andre just wanted to explain a few words, but Dios next to him expressed his opinion first, as the controller of the military power of the mercenary group. He said so, which means that in the next period of time, the mercenary group will not make substantial military support to Onisha, but as the final decision-maker. He still opened his mouth to explain, "Although during this period of time, the establishment of each battalion of the mercenary group has been expanding, and the combat level of the soldiers has also been greatly improved, but now most of the troops in our hands are fulfilling the escort agreement with the 'Flywheel Merchant Group', even if some of them are urgently transferred back, the number cannot be too much, in this case, it is very wise to choose not to move." ”

"And that's not all. After analyzing the mercenary group's own situation, André interjected and added, "In the Green River Valley, the power of the great nobles is deeply entrenched, and there are not a few armies and private soldiers in their hands. With the current combat strength of the mercenary group, even if it intervenes in this chaos, it is difficult to say that it will win, and it can only deplete our strength in vain. It's better to find another way. ”

"As for not responding, it is also very necessary. Andre saw Dios and Brooke nodding at the same time, so he continued to explain, "If we respond to His Royal Highness the Grand Duke now, then it is very difficult to choose how to respond with an attitude. Now that we have chosen to stand still, let's agree to His Highness's words again. On the other hand, a clear refusal will directly hurt the relationship between the mercenary group and His Highness, which is not what Lord Allegri wants to see. ”

"Speaking of which," Brooke frowned. "I've been worried, will the teacher be dissatisfied with the way we handle it?"

"It's okay," Dios said with a smile as he shrugged his broad shoulders, "I'll carry this pot, and I'll say it's my decision when the time comes." ”

The three of them all laughed, and in the entire Sad Mercenary Group, the only one who could say this was Dios, who was also a brother and friend with Allegri. The other half is a hippie smiley, gag Illo.

"By the way, I've always been very curious, what is the relationship between Lord Allegri and His Royal Highness the Grand Duke?" the atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and Andrei suddenly asked out loud.

"Sort of, friend," Dios thought for a moment before he said calmly, "Or rather, an alliance that helps each other." Of course, according to my observations, Allegri also has some admiration for Onisha, but in any case, he can't have any affection, that's for sure. ”

"It's like you know everything," the old magician and Dios were very familiar with each other, and couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "Illo is used to messing with flowers, and the teacher has also had an unclear relationship with several girls, only you, so far you are innocent, and there have never been any scandals." ”

"Eh?" Dios didn't expect to be burned, and couldn't help but be stunned, "Isn't this a good thing?"

"I don't know if it's a good thing or not," the three of them talked and laughed harmoniously, and Andre also mustered up the courage to add, "However, there are rumors in the valley that there is something abnormal in some aspect of you......"

******

While the people left behind in the valley were busy, their regimental commander was on the post road thousands of miles away, sitting in a carriage and singing, all the way north.

It was Allegri who rode in the carriage, and Illo who sang.

"Shut up for me," Allegri snorted angrily as he smashed a piece of dry food into his hand, "how long have you been singing?" ”

"I'm not bothered—" Illo seemed to have eyes on his back, pinched the dry food with his backhand, and replied in an aria-style bel canto singing before he turned around and said with a grin, "What's wrong?

"No," Allegri shook his head with an annoyed face, trying to feel the situation inside his body, but he couldn't help but get any response from the fire magic, "what the hell is going on?"

In the process of hurrying, the pain of the physical injury gradually subsided, but bigger problems followed. I don't know if the structure of his body was changed by the "Bright Flame", or if it was the after-effect of the "God's Favor" ritual of Narauszi, Allegri could no longer feel the flame magic in the sea of souls in the eyebrows, nor could he release even a single flame spell.

He could clearly feel the surging of the flame elemental beside him, but no matter how he chanted, these little guys who used to be summoned and waved away just ran away mischievously, and did not produce any magic effect at all.

This was not only incomprehensible but also unacceptable for Allegri, and as soon as the joy of the aftermath had passed, the question came to his mind. That's why he agreed to let the Holy Maiden Gottian go, just to learn more about the "God's Grace" ceremony, in a vain attempt to find any clues from it.

However, the white-robed girl didn't seem to understand much more about the nature of the ritual than she did. Allegri listened attentively, while the maiden kept telling the story of the ritual's origins and even its teachings, what legendary heroes turned the tide in times of crisis, and what devout believers eventually became great saints after receiving "divine grace...... And in the process of telling, she has been looking at him with a look full of expectation and enthusiasm, as if she wants him to come to such a transformation again.

Allegri, however, doesn't see this as a good change. He loved magic, was good at magic, and had no interest in the Church of Light or the teachings of the Lord. So after listening patiently for a while, he drove the girl to the other corner of the carriage without hesitation.

But the question remains, where did his magic go?

Allegri reached out and stroked his eyebrows, his heart was filled with manic depression, Illo glanced at his troubled face, finally stopped his intoxicated singing, and asked,

"Not alright? You can't really cast spells for the rest of your life, are you?"

"How do I know if this is a temporary sequelae or a lifelong change," Allegri waved his hand impatiently, listened for a moment and suddenly asked, "What sound?"

Illo's ears were erected, and he said, "Yes...... The sound of horses' hooves, it should be that Innedir has caught up again. ”

"Teach them a lesson. Allegri was in a very bad mood and snorted casually. Illo replied excitedly, rolled over and climbed onto the roof of the carriage. The hum of the bowstring bouncing rapidly, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground mingled with the neighing of the horses, and the pursuers seemed to roll into a ball.

"Innedir, how can he be the same as kraft candy, he can't beat and scold and don't run," Allegri shook his head puzzled, the Gothian Holy Maiden was still in his hands, and the fearful Inedil did not dare to attack the carriage, but he kept following them closely, looking like he would never leave, he glanced at the girl who closed her eyes and prayed softly, and asked casually, "Does he really have such deep feelings for you?"

"What's the feeling?" the white-robed girl widened her eyes and retorted with some urgency, "He chases so closely, it must be because of you, not because of me." ”

"Oh?" said Allegri, leaning back on the cushion and squinting his eyes, "Tell me, then, what is it about me?"

"You still don't know the way, do you?" the girl thought for a moment, nodded and whispered, "Well, you haven't said it since you woke up, so you still don't know the way." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Allegri scratched his head, searching for the mess of memories, had he really forgotten something?

"Your 'God's Grace' ceremony this time is very different from the past," the girl sat up, looked at his reaction with a serious expression, and shook her head slightly, "No, it's not your identity, but more importantly, have you ever wondered where that pure white flame went after you fell from the sky?"

Allegri was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the girl's soft voice continue to come,

"The moment you fell, the Holy See's holy relic, the 'Flame of Light' that would never be extinguished, also disappeared. (To be continued......)

PS: (First update, don't worry, it's time for a wave of domineering five consecutive shifts, to keep up with the slow pace)