Kylelius nodded in agreement. He approached the maid and treated him briefly for his injuries and reattached the broken bones.

And then he continued: "So what do you want in return? Take you out of here, or do you want some other reward?"

The maid's answer this time was equally surprising: "I want to ask you...... Let me leave this world. Even if he was as calm as Kellius, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he heard this request.

After a while, Kylelius asked in a deep voice, "Really?"

The maid did not answer, but simply looked directly at the priest. The determined eyes showed the determination of her heart, and there was no room for turn.

Looking at the lifeless aura in the maid's eyes, Kyrlius knew that there was no need to ask the question he had just asked.

The maid who has experienced a great change in her life has no motivation or desire to survive at all, and all she needs for the maid who is desperate in this world is peaceful relief.

Keellius, who understood this, did not hesitate, just took a deep look at the maid, and then turned away decisively.

It wasn't until he closed the door that the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard in the room.

In the room, a relaxed and peaceful smile hung on the maid's face.

After that, Kylelius cut his trip short and no longer searched every room. He just found all the people who were still in this villa, killed them, and set fire to this sinful hell on earth.

The night in Bangui is still lively, even though it's the middle of the night. The lights and noise in the town have not diminished in the slightest. But the outskirts of Banji are unusually quiet, and the dim and remote streets and alleys are unusually frightening.

The howling night breeze makes the mouth of the alley look like a large mouth with an open mouth intent on devouring man, which makes people afraid to avoid it.

But in this frightening remote alley, there is an old and short figure moving slowly in it.

It was an old man in his sixties, and the wrinkles on his face made him look a little older than his actual age.

The old man was on his back, looking only 1.6 or even 1.5 meters, and his short and very thin body made him look like just an ordinary human old man who had been around for a long time.

The old man was wearing a black-gray robe with a very neat and new set of ordinary clothes. It looks like it's just an old man hanging out at night.

The only thing that counts as weird. It was probably the inside of the black robe, which was full of various scrolls and pockets, but if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't notice them.

A short figure that slowly moved his legs like an ordinary old man. But it suddenly stopped at this point. He looked up at the corner of the alley in front of him. He said lightly to the alley that looked empty, "Who is it?!"

Talking. At the same time, the old man slowly drew the wand in his arms, and with his other hand took out an open scroll. The wand pointed at the deserted alley, a faint flow of magic at the tip of the wand. It stands out in the dark alleys.

The sound of leather boots stepping on the ground made a "pop~pop~" sound, and it suddenly echoed in this otherwise empty alley.

From the shadow of the place where the old man's wand was pointing, a tall figure slowly walked out at this time, his height of about 1.9 meters compared to the short old man who was only 1.6 meters tall, he was really a behemoth.

"I'm so easy to find, John Fisher!" the melodious aria came out of the man's mouth, and the sound full of laughter made him appear very relaxed and pleasant, and let others clearly feel that his emotions were unusually high.

The golden hair, the blood-red eyes, and the face familiar to Fisher gave the old magician's face a look of shock.

But this expression was only fleeting, and in the dim light, no one could see his fleeting expression. The only one who can see clearly is Kyrlius.

"Unexpectedly, the first person to catch up with me was actually you...... Father Kellius. Fisher said with some trembling. Although it sounded a little weak, the wand in his hand was still firmly pointed at Kyllius who came out of the shadows,

"So who do you think will be the first person to spot you and chase after you?" said Kylelius with a relaxed smile. It doesn't seem to have taken this into account at all, and Banki has all the old magicians who are jealous of it.

The blood-red eyes looked at the enemy in front of them playfully with a look that could kill the prey at any time.

Although Kylelius was still smiling, Fisher saw a strong killing intent and hatred in it, and the black night was particularly chilling.

A drop of cold sweat ran from the corner of his eye, but he didn't dare to wipe the sweat that seeped into his eye sockets and caused pain, still staring at the seemingly casual priest in front of him.

Although his heart was full of nervousness and anxiety, Fisher still pretended to be calm and said: "It could be Rick, it could be Diermod, I even thought it might be the Red Robe or the Traveler's Church, but you are the only one in it!"

Ignoring Fisher's deliberate provocation, Kyrlius only smiled softly, and then revealed a complicated smile, like contempt and ridiculousness.

Seeing that his words were useless, Fisher could only change the subject, and he asked suspiciously: "Since you were the first to find me beyond my expectations, then I also have a question that I want to know, so how do you know that the Dao is mine?"

"How do you know about the Dao? I didn't know that it was you before tonight, and I didn't even suspect you, and even everyone didn't doubt you. After all, no one would have thought that you, who were standing tall in Banky, would take refuge in the insecure red robe at this time. ”

"But if you are as cautious as you are, you would never have thought that it would be your companion who would betray you in the end. As he spoke, Keerlius burst into a loud laugh.

At this time, he was very much looking forward to Fisher's expression, the expression of being betrayed by his own people. He wanted all those who had participated in the killing of Lycia to be tortured in pain, and Fisher was no exception.

But to his surprise, the expression on Fisher's face barely fluctuated, and his expressionless face looked like he had expected this.

The old man just said lightly, "Really...... That's right, he is the only person here who still knows my identity. (To be continued......)