The night rose lightly, like a deep veil covering the earth.

The Earl of Hutton stood in front of the gate of the manor, quietly watching the three men in black robes who were walking away.

He held a piece of papyrus in his hand, which stated that the Holy Maiden, Rogers, and Alinor needed to complete a secret mission, and asked Earl Hutton not to explore or interfere.

The lower right side of the envelope is also marked with the lacquer mark of St. Herte's pattern, which looks very new.

There was confusion and confusion on his face, whether it was right to let it go like this, and why the excuse for confusion was so clumsy.

"Your Royal Highness, I don't understand why you are obsessed with the arrangement of Lord Rutgers's room today, Your Highness Princess?"

Earl Hutton hesitated for a while, but he couldn't help but ask.

He had learned from his daughter about the saint's heart for Rogers, and he also knew about the deep relationship between the Alina family and the Rogers family.

However, Rufia's actions were really difficult for him to understand, so he thought of using words to tactfully let the other party understand his difficulties, and it was best to pay a little attention when he was in his family's territory, so as not to make trouble for the prince later when he found out.

"Maybe you're at my age, and you'll understand." Rufia also probably sensed Earl Hutton's intentions, and replied with a serious face, following the example of Rogers when he dodged the question.

"I ......," Earl Hutton opened his mouth when he heard this, and his thoughts were momentarily stuck.

"Alright, take me to Eunice, I want to play with her." Rufia thought about the important task that Rogus had ordered to monitor Eunice's state before leaving, and continued to urge solemnly.

……

Rogers tugged at the hood on his head, his face was wearing a sterling silver mask, and his only function as a magic item was to conceal the probe magic below the golden level, which was also exchanged for credits.

In his other hand, he held a small disc and observed the direction of the hands in it.

Alina and Alice share the same black robes and silver faces.

"Succubi love nothing more than seducing men, and they like to use seemingly intimate and inappropriate actions to try to arouse your desires and gain your favor, and then lead you to depravity.

"Although you need to use the other party to eradicate the evil things from the Discord Abyss this time, you must be careful not to be tempted by them, and you must be more vigilant."

Alice admonished Rogers with a very concerned gaze through the gap in her mask.

"I'm not going to give anyone with bad intentions a chance to misbehave." Alina understood the sarcasm in her words, and responded in a nonchalant and calm tone.

Rogers listened to the two of them start a new round of argument, and walked along the way he had come as if he had never heard of it.

It wasn't until he entered the dimly lit, still noisy and noisy area where shops and taverns gathered, that he ignored the strange gazes of passers-by and followed the pointer into an unlit alley.

The deeper you go, the more the noise of the downtown outside the alley gradually fades away, as if everything is becoming mysterious and indistinct as you go.

Poof-

A torch was lit, and a faint crackling sound echoed through the darkness.

"Holy Son!"

The light of the fire shone on Melusie's delicate face, and she cried out with joy in a purple dress embellished with stars.

"Holy Son......" Alice was slightly stunned when she heard this, and subconsciously muttered again.

This sound naturally attracted Melusie's attention, and she frowned at Alice, although she could not see her face, she still felt an instinctive disgust and resistance from Alice.

It wasn't the breath of the Abyss of Discord, nor was it like the Pantheon cultists, but it gave her a sense of déjà vu.

"Holy ...... Holy ......" Melusie opened her mouth wide and raised her hand to Alice in disbelief, and the magic on her body rose in an instant.

"She's here to keep me safe." Rogers tosses the pointer to Melusie, stopping her hostility.

"Worthy of the Holy Son! You are indeed the strongest! Melus put away the disc and gently touched the side of her face with her hand, her eyes flooding with irrepressible adoration.

Her cheeks flushed, and she leaned forward to get closer to Rogers.

However, as soon as she took a step, several air currents suddenly condensed, swirling around her, rigidly restricting her movements, and even the sensation of a sharp weapon sliding through her throat was heard.

"Please stay away from him." Alice admonished in a cold voice, she had already smelled the evil aura from the succubus on the other party's body.

The flame at the tip of the torch in Melusi's hand flickered, and there was a look of shock in her eyes, as the succubus blood made it easy for her to understand why the saint had acted the way she did.

That white-haired guy is annoying enough! Why is there another saint?!

Her eyes were filled with grievance and grievance, and she stared straight at Rogers.

"Time is of the essence, hurry up and lead the way." Rogers raised his hand to signal Alice to stop, and then looked sideways at Alina, only to see a slight smile in the other's eyes.

"Follow your will." Melusie sighed, and when the air subsided, she raised her hand to caress the wall beside her, and after purple silk threads appeared and flowed, painting a circular magic array, she explained:

"After this is the wizarding market of Hutton's territory, and the location of what the oracle says."

Rutgers and the others, led by Melusie, passed through the circle that turned into a dark purple vortex in turn.

Behind them are old stone houses, the floors covered with moss, and the walls covered with vines.

Most of the people here are dressed in various robes and masks, and they whisper to the people who set up stalls along the road.

A dazzling array of gems, potions, divination tools, and magic weapons are placed on a rag to make for a stall.

The smoke wafted out of nowhere, and the breeze blew through it, gently blowing the cloak, bringing a different atmosphere.

"Most of the vendors and shoppers are wild mages, and there are also some believers from various orders, and there are also many ...... here for the madmen of the Disorderly Abyss and the undercover agents of the Pantheon."

Melusia was inside the noise barrier, slowly introducing the wizarding market to several people, and she wanted to get close to Rogess, but the saint's wary gaze never wandered away from her for a moment.

It wasn't until they reached a rough stone hut that Meluccie stopped talking, pushed open the heavy stone door, and reached out for Rogers to let him in.

Bang –

When the stone door closed, Rogers could see the light from the torches stuck in the wall.

The walls of the house were covered with scrolls, magic runes, and trinkets, and mysterious pill bottles were placed on wooden shelves against the walls, filled with strange plants or flowing powders.

An ordinary magician's shop, this is the feeling of Rogers for the first time.

In addition to this, there was a wooden table in the room, and there were seven people sitting at the table, six of them covered in various robes, except for one who had only covered his head with old cloth, and his naked upper body was covered with various scars.

They all saluted Rogus on their chests, and then they all cast suspicious or conflicting glances at Alice.

"She's a saint! But he has been secretly subdued by the Holy Son! Now he is acting as the guardian of the Holy Son! As if showing off her exploits, Meluccie proudly introduced herself to the Seven.

Several cultists were silent at first, and then they all slowly fell to their knees, shouting praises of Rogers' glory, their eyes showing more respect and reverence.

The topless guy kept banging his head on the ground, making a rhythmic sound.

Rogers quietly watched Alice's reaction, he had told Alice about the use of cults to get rid of evil things, but he was still a little worried about Alice's mentality, if it wasn't for Alina's presence to put him at ease, he would never have brought a saint to such a place.

"Get up and tell me a little bit about the current progress......

Rogers folded his hands in his sleeves, listened to their current manpower arrangement and planning, and gradually understood why the gods of the bottomless pit had sent him.

The object that these cultists are to sacrifice is a small stone tablet that is used to link to the Discord Abyss deity known as the Plague Star, and in addition to this, the tablet is also used as a ritual vessel for their sect's conversion rituals.

Just destroying this thing can greatly reduce the number of its followers.

The cultists were ready to steal the stele at any time, but they had no way to destroy it, and it was likely that the followers of the plague were in a never-ending chase because they had a way to locate them, so they had to increase their casualties and have no time to prepare for the sacrifice.

Rogers's role is that he, as the Chosen One, can quickly send the small stone tablet to the bottomless pit, and that's it.

It's saving the world again, and it's weakening the foundation of the cult, so the Pantheon should pay itself some salary......

He couldn't help but sigh and complain in his heart.

Thinking of this, an idea suddenly popped into Rutgers's mind, he took out a map from his hand, and said with a smile:

"Let's start in the middle of the night, and when you get the stele, you can send it to the location marked on the map."

He then begged Alice to find a place to hide and wait for news from him.

"All for the sake of peace! When the news comes from me, I'll be ready to activate the Silver Ring, and I'll summon you in time if I'm in trouble. ”

Rogers pressed Alice's shoulder, not giving her a chance to refute, shook the silver ring in his hand that Alice had given him earlier, and turned to leave.

……

In the darkness of the night, Rogth followed Melusie's instructions to leave the Hutton Lord's Wizarding Market, and after exiting the market, he rode directly on Alina's back, and she led him to his destination.

"Do you believe in Alice that way?" Alina asked in the wind as she walked through the dirt path lined with tall trees on both sides, holding Rogeth's legs.

"The professor can send her to carry out the mission, he must have given her a lot of protection, and with her strength at this time, she has a chance to run away in the face of the existence of the silver personality, and Earl Hutton will definitely not allow the masters of the gold rank to run around in their own territory.

"Anyway, can you run a little steady, it's too bumpy, a little disgusting." Rogers crossed his legs in front of Aliana's abdomen to stabilize his bumpy figure.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Alina pinched Rogers' leg, unhappy with the answer.

"Ah, do you mean to let her know who I really am and bring it to the cultists?" Rogers took Alina's shoulder, rested his chin on the top of her head, helped her compact the hood, and at the same time pulled the brim of his own hat with his other hand, and replied very indifferently:

"I did have a lot of concerns at first, but I believe you more than trust her, after all, isn't that what you want to prank?"

He didn't include Alice in his plan at first, and even thought of many ways to avoid the other party, but at this time, it seemed that Alina, even if he couldn't know his future, should have foreseen something else, so that he could think of this one-and-done solution.

The sound of the wind whistling in his ears due to the high speed of movement passed by, and Rogers only felt that after his words fell, the whistling in his ears became more rapid and brighter, apparently Alina had picked up speed again.

"What's more?! Be steady! Be steady! I'm really going to throw up! ”

Rogers' hand shifted from holding Aliana's shoulders to wrapping around the other's neck, and his legs clamped much tighter.

The two of them galloped into a dense wood, the moonlight casting dappled shadows through the dense leaves of the trees, and Alina's feet rustling on the fallen leaves.

The forest is filled with a thick smell of dampness, and the night breeze blows through the trees, bringing with it the whimpering and roaring of animals in the distance.

It wasn't until the two of them reached a hill that Alina stopped and put Rogus down.

"I'll go find Alice, be careful yourself."

With that in mind, Alina hurried away.

Rogers stood still, holding his hand on the trunk of a nearby tree and letting out a retching sound, the violent jolting of the road reminded him of the evil feeling of teleporting magic from a distance.

Adjusting his condition, he looked at the hole at the bottom of the mountain pack, which contained the source of Eunice's curse and the location of an early mid-to-mid dungeon.

Inside it was a creature called the Stone of Mixed Desires, a cursed object that he had thought of when the Lord of the Feast cast his eyes on him in the school library.

He had originally sorted out all kinds of strategies, but when he was at the Wizard's Bazaar, it suddenly occurred to him that the solution might not need to be too complicated, and it was okay to just erase it.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it was, and there was a commotion in the distance, from which I could make out a few ugly curses.

Rogers took two balls out of his sleeve pocket and crushed one of them.

"Holy Son! We got it! ”

A shirtless man emerged from the woods, holding a small, quaint stone tablet in his hands.

"Well done! Well done! Rogers quickly approached him, resting his palm on the stele as he shouted:

"I would like to dedicate this thing to the great bottomless pit!"

An illusory aura floated from above his head, horns and thorns coiled and condensed, turning into a quaint crown floating on his head.

The next moment, he crushed the second orb, and the figure and the stone tablet dissipated together.

The big man didn't turn a corner about what was happening in front of him, and he looked at the two companions who were following closely beside him, and the enemies who were constantly shouting vicious curses behind him.

The sky above everyone's heads instantly brightened as day, like a blazing sun appearing out of thin air, bathing everything in scorching light.

As the sun fell, the raging flames engulfed everything above and below the ground, and everything dissolved in an instant, and the humming sound that resounded around it was like the mournful roar of the earth.

(End of chapter)