In the morning light, the faint light shines through the tiny gaps at the bottom of the curtains, faintly and finely sprinkled on the floor of the house, conveying the arrival of a new day to several people in the bedroom.

"You've got my hair down."

Alia's snow-white eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she stared straight at Rogers with her amber eyes, and poked Rogers cheek a few times with her fingers.

"Oh......" Rogus raised his head slightly, and casually flicked the hair under his head a few times before he opened his eyes and looked at Alina, who was slowly sitting up.

Then he rubbed his fingertips against the side of his neck, and after feeling a little dampness, he turned his gaze to Alina, who was combing her long hair with her fingers, and also brought an inquiry.

However, the other party just ignored the inquiry sent by Rogers as if he was unconscious.

With Alina's movements, Alice also slowly opened her eyes, there was still a little bloodshot in her eyes, she had just closed her eyes, and most of last night was thinking about Alina's words last night.

"Hurry up and wash up a bit, it's time to get to work."

Rogers lifted the quilt, got out of bed at the end of the bed, summoned the magic guide book, took out the same printing paper from it, looked at the message of the cultist on it, and urged a few people out loud.

The four of them cleaned up quickly, and during this time, Rogers also instructed Alice to wake up the succubus Liravina, who was tied up once.

Rogers didn't let the other party say too much, just explained that he didn't have too much malice, but in order to protect the other party and for the common interests of the two, he would secretly send the other party to his own territory.

At the same time, he didn't forget to ask about the use of skills in charm, and this time Liravina became very cooperative, and took the initiative to dedicate a skill explanation book called "The Book of Charm".

After everything was cleaned up, Liravina also returned to a calm "sleep", and several people took the succubus straight to the back garden of the Viscount's Mansion.

The plants in the Winter Garden are magically kept alive and decorated with a thin layer of snow.

However, Rogers was not in much of the mood to appreciate it, and he led a few people to a rockery located in a corner, where three figures in black cloaks appeared through the cracks in the rockery.

The three of them all walked up to Rogus and bowed deeply, the leader of which was a middle-aged believer named Luca.

Viscount Gerson is basically a marionette in Rogers' hands at the moment, and if it weren't for his instructions last night, these cultists would not have been able to enter the mansion smoothly, so there was no need to be so cautious.

However, Rogers understood their occupational illness to some extent and did not comment too much.

"Although there should be no problem with the restraints on this succubus, it is best for you to strengthen a few more layers of seals, especially to avoid the opposite sex below the silver level from approaching her, these are a few precautions related to succubi, just in case, everyone who transports her should read through it."

When Rogers threw Liravina beside Luca, he also gave Luca a pamphlet, which was a summary of his research on succubus.

When he was reading a book at school, he had seen a story about a sealed succubus who could charm the opposite sex and desperately try to "save" by relying on his own exuding charm.

"Holy Son, please rest assured, I specially brought sealing props before I came, and I will also arrange the relevant personnel carefully, after all, your will is the will of the gods on the earth."

Ruba rubbed his hands together and flattered, and then he chanted a spell, summoned a dark purple coffin with strange patterns, and neatly drove the magic to lock Liravina inside.

According to him, this coffin can be firmly sealed even by a strong person who has just entered the gold, and it is foolproof against a succubus who is less than the golden rank.

At the same time, it can easily fulfill one of the requirements mentioned by Rutgers, which is to suppress Liravina's consciousness, lest Alice need to keep the [Cage Bonus] running.

It's just that Rogers is still not very relieved about this, until Alina did a divination to make sure that he is okay, and Rogers can use the [Liqi Bonus] to easily determine the location of the other party as a guarantee, so he didn't add more insurance.

"Is the Holy Son interested in succubi?" Luka rolled his eyes, bowed and rubbed his hands, and asked with a tentative smile.

"I'm not interested in succubi, but the guy who happens to affect my many plans is a succubus." Rutgers just in case the other party has any strange impressions, solemnly said.

Luca's eyes swept over the several girls around Rogers without leaving a trace, with a look of sudden realization on his face, he hurriedly bowed constantly, the flattery on his face became thicker, and he said bluntly: "Understand!" Got it! It's me who said too much! ”

"What do you understand?" Rogers' eyebrows frowned slightly, he always felt that the guy in front of him gave him a very unserious feeling.

"The Holy Son is not interested in succubi!" Lyca reiterated rhetorically.

Rogus bowed his head slowly, reminding the other party not to gossip about it, and finally specifically told the high priest of the Pantheon that he would come to Gerson in the afternoon, so it was best for him to start the transfer of Liravina with the other cultists earlier, and not to delay too much.

"Rest assured, we are professional." Luca patted his chest and made a reassurance, and then before leaving, the two of them bowed to Rogers again: "May the glory of the bottomless pit shine forever." ”

As the words fell, the three of Luca walked into the rockery with the coffin, and escaped into a hidden tunnel that appeared at some point, and quickly disappeared in front of Rogers's eyes.

Rogers looked up at the morning light in the sky, paused for a moment, then turned back to the mansion to find Viscount Gerson, and said a lot of things.

In his eyes, this viscount is an existence that wants to die as soon as possible, but how to make the other party die, he also has his own considerations.

As time passed, the sun reached the middle of the sky, and without the slightest intention of tilting, it shone straight on the earth.

The sun shone through the thin gaps in the clouds, and it was no longer as enthusiastic as in summer, but faint, with a kind of silence.

High Priest Farek also hurried at this moment, and when he arrived, he was confronted only by the Holy Maiden who had defeated many evil creatures, the repentant Viscount Gerson, and the many magicians who had been captured and imprisoned in the Viscount's Mansion and were intended to be sacrificed.

Because the sacrifice to summon the calamity was not carried out at all, and as a medium for the calamity, that is, a bloody rune, it was also respectfully presented by the awakened Viscount Gerson.

All the high priest could do so far was to record the cause and development of the events and put on some symbolic scenes.

As for the trial of Viscount Gerson and the ghoul plague that almost broke out, as one of the great sacrifices of the Pantheon, he did not want to get involved in such a tricky thing without permission, and he happily threw it all over to the inspector sent by the royal family to supervise the operation of the "defilement campaign".

When Rogers returned to St. Herte that night, the cultists sent news of Viscount Gerson's decision through the same printing paper.

According to rumors, Viscount Gerson was forced to death by the Inquisitors who questioned him severely, and his only son, who was not yet eighteen years old, hastily ended his knightly training in the home of a Grand Duke in the North, and returned to the realm the next day to prepare for the raid ceremony.

"How to die is also a great philosophical proposition."

In the office on the top floor of the three-story wooden house with the "Rutgers Club" sign on it, Rogers stood by the window, facing the morning light, looking at the several students practicing spell magic in the far open space below, he took the black tea handed by Alina next to him, took a sip, and said slowly.

If Viscount Gerson had died after being tried by the court, it would have been meaningless to Rogus and to the entire community of nobles in the fiefdom, but it would have been very meaningful for everyone who were also nobles in the fiefdom to be forced to die by the overseer.

Rogers made his death a prologue before the opening of "Midwinter", which was worthy of the noble status of this high nobleman.

"So that's the answer to my question that night? After choosing to go home, are you going to completely oppose Your Majesty? ”

Alina looked at Rogers' face that was steaming with black tea, and although Rogers did not directly say that Viscount Gerson's death was related to Rogers, when Rogers specifically told her about it, she instantly knew Rogers' intentions.

The two of them are always like this, many things do not need to be explained, and with the understanding of each other's habits, they can clarify what each other thinks.

"The Emperor once told me that midwinter was inevitable, and asked me to think carefully about his proposal before then.

"I've also thought about your question, whether you want to go home in the middle of winter, delaying may be a compromise, but the fundamental problem is still there.

"It would be better to make this year's midwinter more intense, even if it is cold, it will eventually pave the way for my next, inevitable new year."

After Rogers finished speaking, he took another sip of black tea, he felt the rich sweetness brought up by the slight bitterness, and when it flowed down his throat, he turned to Alina and asked, "Did you add a little too much sugar this time?" ”

"Don't like it?" Alina asked, taking the teacup and looking into Rogers' eyes.

"It would be nice if you could make me tea." Rogers shook his head slightly, he didn't think it was a bad thing to change his flavor once in a while.

"Then after you have thought about this great philosophical proposition, can I continue to help you make tea?" Alina placed the teacup on the desk beside her and continued to ask in an inexplicable tone.

"When did you notice that?" Rogersmo asked, rubbing his chin and looking back at Alina.

"I don't know when you started to care more and more about the identity behind you, you are not the kind of person who likes to live in anxiety for a long time, so death does have a lot of value for you." Alina chuckled back.

Rogers was silent, he had indeed thought more than once about using his death to put aside his current identity so that he could do whatever he wanted.

But it was only a thought after all, at least first he had to wait for his brother or sister to appear after he had made a decision with his father; There is also the establishment of a magical academic community to ensure the achievement of his epoch-making achievements; and to acquire enough knowledge in St. Hellite to ensure that Alice is able to complete her mission as a saint.

When he was promoted to Silver, he realized the value of his death to the ritual, and if he could do it again when he ascended to the gold, and then offer all his achievements in transforming the worldly and magical ages, the benefits would be unimaginable.

Just as he gave Viscount Gerson a meaningful death, how to make his own death more meaningful is also a proposition that needs to be pondered more and more deeply.

"I don't necessarily choose this way, and it's still very early, a lot of things need to be pushed to be done, and then the time to make a decision is needed."

Rogers shrugged and said that only when the expected merits were actually achieved was when he needed to choose how to die and be resurrected.

"You'll make that choice sooner or later, after all, you're an extremely greedy guy." Alina walked up to Rogeth and watched with him as he watched the young students practicing spell magic in the distance.

"Is this a prophecy?" Rogers asked curiously.

"No, that's what I know about you." Alina shook her head in denial, and then her tone was rarely embarrassed: "These students of yours are so kind to you, if they let them see your death, and then see the Son of the Bottomless Pit, it must be a big blow to them." ”

"There will be a lot of time when I will make them strong enough, this is the excellent spark of my school, it is an achievement that I am proud of, it is not okay to be too fragile.

"And fate is not very clear, who knows if I will inherit the family business and become the uncrowned king of the East, or will I take root in St. Herte and open an academy in my name? The death of the future is too far from the present. ”

Rogers braced his hands on the window, the cold winter wind stirring his silver hair, making it fluctuate with the wind.

"You've changed a lot, and if it were Rogus Breed when I first met, I would definitely assert that I was going to die a bang, not swing from side to side like I am now."

Alina's snow-white hair was also lifted by the wind, fluttering in the air like wings, and she spoke in a brisk tone.

Bell Bell Bell –

There was a knock on the door of the office, and Rufia's voice followed: "I called Delik, and he has also sorted out the files of the students' credit changes in the club recently. ”

"Alright, let's not talk about the distant future, we have to deal with this tricky matter of the present first, and find a way to find out that disordered abyssal madman.

"Holy Son or something, one is enough." Rogers straightened his collar and spoke to Alina before striding to the door.

Alina bent her fingers through the hair fluttering in her ears, staring at Rogers' back, her lips slightly raised, slightly bent with a graceful smile, and opened her lips and whispered, "We." ”

(End of chapter)