In the small town from Alda's cabin, Tilia was quietly practicing the priest's healing spell, and Nord walked around her in annoyance. Tilia pulled Nord's package over and piled it up with herself, and said, "Nord, don't you keep walking around, okay?"

Nord stopped, looked at the woman who was squatting, and asked hesitantly, "Tilia, is it right or wrong for me to do this?"

Tilia was slightly stunned: "Why do you ask me?"

Nord hung his head, gritted his teeth, and whispered, "I told the knights the location of Priest Southkorn. They promised me that in return, they would absorb us into the church. ”

"Nord!" Tilia was startled, and Huo Di stood up and said in a trembling voice, "You...... You...... Don't you know that Pastor Sothkorn had a holiday with ......them? You're doing him a please!"

"Really?" Nord smiled wryly, "Probably not." Anyway, Pastor Southkorn was once a member of the church, so they wouldn't treat him like that...... Isn't it, Tilia?"

Tilia turned her head to look at Nord, the disappointment in her eyes became thicker and thicker, and she said softly: "Know, Nord, I have always thought you are very good. You are upright, kind, courageous, compassionate, and a man who stands up to the sky, just like your brother Kidd. But you're ......"

"I haven't changed, I'm still the same Nord!"

"No, you've changed. You wouldn't have disregarded other people's feelings in the past, and traded other people's freedoms for your own utilitarian gains. ”

"I didn't!"

"You have. You're trading Pastor Thornkes' freedom for your own future!"

"He's a member of the church, why shouldn't he come back to church? I'm just helping him!"

Tilia shook her head slowly and said, "No, it's an excuse. You just want to get into the Church of Light, and Pastor Southkoen is your quid pro quo. ”

"You talk nonsense!"

"Nord, we grew up in a village, I don't know what kind of character you are? Why are you like this now?"

Nord gasped heavily, clenched his fists, and roared: "Because I want to become stronger, I want to avenge Kidd, and I want to slaughter those miscellaneous people hidden in the black mist!"

"So, you can be so selfish as to trade others for your own benefit?"

"I didn't do anything wrong! Pastor Southkern is also a member of the Church of Light, just like you and I grew up in the same village, and will help each other no matter what!"

Tilia looked at Nord a little blankly, and after a long time, she whispered, "Is that really the case? I don't know much about the church, maybe it is Pastor Southkeen's freedom to return to the church, and it shouldn't be used by you as a bargaining chip to build up the future." Nord, I don't know much, but ...... You don't know you anymore. Are you still you? Nord? the partner I grew up with?"

Nord eagerly stepped closer and said quickly, "Tilia, believe me, Pastor Southkorn will be fine. He would go back to church with us, and I apologized to him personally. Please understand me, I just want to be strong, strong enough, strong enough to protect my loved ones, my village, you, and myself! Don't you feel it? Where could we have done this before? The church has given us the opportunity to open up another sky! Oh, Tilia, don't say you don't want to be stronger, let alone you don't have anger and resentment in your heart. As long as we learn the skills and become stronger, we can not only protect ourselves, but also recover what we have lost, and make those bastards who make us miserable pay!"

Tilia looked at him in confusion. It's so important to be stronger? It's important enough to give up your own nature, to give up your persistence, to give up the things that you have been holding onto? I vaguely feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell the specific feeling, but when I look at Nord's familiar face, I feel a little stranger now. The face, which is a mixture of handsome and simple temperament of the village, is full of a burning obsession, and it looks a little hideous.

Tilia lowered her face tiredly and said softly, "I don't know what to do, my heart is very chaotic. I don't want to talk to you right now. With that, he gently carried the package and went to rest under the tree next to him, and his heart was in turmoil for a while.

Nord stood stunned, looking at Tilia, her stiff back stubbornly revealing a message of rejection, and then at the somewhat gloomy sky, and couldn't help but ask himself: Did I do it right or wrong?

Nord could not find an answer, and there was no one to answer. No one can even tell Nord now: when a person gives up his nature for some obsession, he is already in the process of falling into the devil!

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At the same time, Alda was still laughing conceitedly, and said softly, "Byron." ”

Like a puppet who listens, Byron resisted for a moment and then gave up, slowly drawing the sword from his waist.

Yang Yi's heart shrank, but seeing Alda's calm and calm appearance, it was estimated that this might be a way to give orders in this time and space.

Sure enough, after Byron pulled out his sword, he just slowly raised it to the sky, and said in a wooden voice: "Retreat-"

Somehow, Yang Yi suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and the wand in his hand suddenly lifted, but it was suppressed by the binding enchantment under Aldab, and he couldn't move.

The next moment, turn into elbows and armpits!

"-Down!" Byron shouted, his sword deflected, and slashed at Alda's right leg.

Alda was startled, and as soon as her instinctive hand was raised, a white light blasted into Byron's chest. Byron hurriedly raised his shield, and the white light struck the shield, causing a rain of light in the sky, and under the impact of the force, the long sword was finally disoriented, and instead of cutting off Alda's leg, only a huge deep cut was made.

Blood spurted, and a fountain of blood immediately soaked Alda's robe on her left leg.

"Damn!" Alda roared, staggering backwards and falling backwards, the head of the staff glowing white, and the bucket-thick white light slamming into Byron's chest.

Byron had already jumped high, and his superior skill made him retreat into the ranks of the knights like a big bird, leaving behind his mount as a victim, leaving only half of his body after being bombarded by the white light.

Byron landed on the ground, holding his sword and laughing in the ranks of knights: "The hall master you said told me. He also told me that Alda Sothkorn was cunning and cunning, and that he was not physically fit for battle, and that he had mastered a variety of priesthood skills. How can I not be guarded?" he took off his visor with a smile, flipped it over to reveal the pattern inside, and smiled, "Look. This counter-pattern is still hand-drawn by the hall master. It's a pity that you can only use it once. However, mind control has five minutes to prepare, and you can only control a single player at a time, so you don't have a chance. ”

Byron, who had taken off his helmet, was a rather handsome brown-haired young man with a flamboyant smile and a sense of superiority and a discordant indifference on his face.

Alda sat down on the ground, looked at Byron coldly, and took the potion from his bosom and poured it into his mouth.

Yang Yi was so anxious that he struggled desperately in the invisible restraints, just wanting to rush to Alda's side and use his strength to manage his affairs.

Alda took out the second bottle of medicine and drank it, and said in his mouth: "Clever, Zhilu Dao used the power of the light system to hurt me, so that I could not heal with the skills of the priest. It's getting smarter. ”

Byron nodded over there and said, "It's the teacher who teaches well." The wounds caused by the light force cannot be treated with the light force. With a swing of his sword, he looked at Arda with eyes like a dead fish: "The hall master also said that the biggest disadvantage of a priest like you is that you have no melee ability. He also said that we could kill you, but don't even think of leaving you alone with three times as many knights. So, I'm going to find a way to cut off your legs. Well, actually, it's a little different from what I thought, but you don't seem to be able to run away. You don't mind, do you?"

Yang Yi was angry and angry, struggling more and more desperately in the restraints, glaring at Byron angrily.

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