"Although he received supreme glory after his death, made an unparalleled contribution to the whole of mankind, and was remembered by all the world, he himself received nothing but lost his life in vain. ”

"I don't want this kind of life, so I'm going to feed the dogs out of curiosity!" Kylelius concluded aloud.

Then, he looked at the head still hovering in the air, sighed a little excitedly, and said weakly: "But after all that, I'm afraid you won't hear anything now." ”

"Then leave this world, the old magician who is full of curiosity and has worked hard for his dreams, the honorable Lord John Fisher......" said with a flick of the silver axe, and the dark red blood flew in a beautiful and bewitching arc in the night sky, drawing a beautiful picture in this unquiet night.

He took a deep look at the head that was about to fall to the ground, and the blank old face on it, as if he hadn't yet understood what was going to be like this, and the confused expression indicated that his magic path was over.

Ignoring the blood that was spraying from the blood vessels in the cross-section of his neck, he turned around cleanly in the rain of blood, and took a firm step by step without hesitation or hesitation, making a "pop~pop~" stomping sound, just like he did when he came......

The priest left slowly and casually, leaving the alley without even collecting the precious magic materials, scrolls, and strange objects that Fisher had on him.

This seemed to Kyleus. It is the etiquette and respect that should be there for a respectable opponent.

The figure of Kylelius slowly disappeared into the night.

In the alley, Fisher's body slowly collapsed due to the loss of its center of gravity, and the old magician's head, which was flying in the air, finally fell to the ground.

"Slap!", and then the fragile head also hit the ground heavily, and the gravitational acceleration brought by the fall from a high altitude made the head smash like a watermelon at the moment it touched the ground.

Dark red blood and yellow brain pulp. Mixed with pieces of white bone. Scattered and scattered on the ground around it, painting a cruel pattern that would make any ordinary person nauseous and vomit when they saw it.

In this way, when everyone didn't know what was going on, the originally silent alley regained its former tranquility. The laughter and clamor of adventurers and various service providers in the distance is still so unbridled. It's still the same town full of adventurers.

Night. It's still the same as usual.

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The next morning.

Banky. This ordinary town, which had just experienced the war, suddenly fell into a strange chaos at this time.

It is strange because ordinary people are still immersed in the pain of losing their loved ones, friends or loved ones. Of course, there are not a few people who are immersed in the joy of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

In short, these ordinary people who didn't know anything, and the adventurers who had been drunk and spent the whole night in a daze last night, didn't know that Banji had happened enough to shake or even collapse the 'whole building' of the town in just one night yesterday.

As the first rays of the morning sun appeared on the horizon, the people of Traveler's Church began another day's work, as busy and uninteresting as ever.

The only difference may be that yesterday because several large, at least large mercenary group leaders were approached by the town government to inquire about the riots in the town the day before yesterday, and they have not yet returned.

"Hail to the great Lord Rick Luxembourg, arrest those hateful bastards. Those guys like to go against us staff when they don't have anything to do, and they always make trouble for us because they are a little stronger. You deserve to be arrested, and you'd better never let it out!" said one staff member gloatingly.

"Alright, don't say more. If they are caught, they will be locked up for a few days at most, and they will be released immediately. Even if our mayor is the heir to the Duke's family of Luxembourg, he can't stop the pressure from the diocese of the kingdom......"

"So, don't say a word, if someone is snitching here, you should be careful later. Another staff member walking next to him looked around vigilantly and whispered to his companions.

"Uh......" The previous staff member was speechless, and then looked around a little frightened, and only after finding that there was no one did he pretend to be calm and said: "Those guys don't know what we're talking about, and besides, I'm in this church, and I'm not afraid that those people will dare to do anything to me." ”

Although he didn't take those people into account in his tone, his voice unconsciously lowered a few points.

Immediately afterwards, as if he remembered something, his companion said to him: "Speaking of which, didn't Your Excellency the branch president ask you to go to his place today, saying that he wanted to discuss the specific way to rescue those people next? ”

He was the unlucky guy who was scolded by the branch president in the office yesterday, and he was also the last person to see the branch president.

"What can he come up with?!" said the unlucky man disdainfully, "he's just a crude mercenary who climbs up from the bottom by doing tasks, and can he hold anything else in his muscular head full of battles?"

"But you still have to go. It's been a day later, and patience has passed. Said the unlucky ghost's companion.

"Tsk......" smacked, and the unlucky ghost reluctantly walked slowly towards the branch president's office.

"Bastard, just put up with you for the last day, after today, you're going to get out, and we finally don't have to do things under you idiot. He complained as he walked down the hallway where there was no one going around.

"I hope that the guy who came this time can have a little ability and not make it difficult for those of us who are running errands below......" The unlucky ghost who prayed like this had already walked to the branch president's office unconsciously.

But at this time, he felt that something was wrong. After feeling it carefully, I found that there was a thick bloody smell floating here.

It's been at least one night. The unlucky man thought so.

But he suddenly realized something, this is the office of the branch president, usually because of his irritable temper, so if there is nothing to do, no one usually comes here, 'Do you say ......?' (To be continued......)