"She's safe. Penny stood up and turned his gaze to the people who had walked in at the door, not only Hickel, who was in the lead, but also Vica's attendant, and a yelling fellow:

"Ah?!Who hurt my family?hmm?is it you damn wizard?" Claude rushed over, his expression extremely angry, and stretched out his two hands, as if he wanted to grab Penny's collar like an ordinary angry relative, but his eyes flashed a trace of cowardice at this moment, and even his tone weakened by two points: "It's you, it's you who caused Vika, if it wasn't for you to attract the assassins, how could she be like this?"

The wizard was silent, now his mood was at a low point, and he had no time to care whether this son-in-law, who was angrily accusing him, really had the qualifications, until the butler next to him pulled him away, and he was still chattering: "Wait, despicable fellow, if the head of the Edmont family dies because of this accident, you will have to bear all the consequences......"

The man went away with a lot of chatter, leaving only Hickol and Nephis, and a butler named Oggen, who was no stranger to Penny, a middle-aged man who followed Vica to the Northlands and was a close confidant.

Hickor sat next to Penny, his forehead resting on the wizard's shoulder, his expression so sad that he could not say anything for a moment.

Nephies stood beside her obediently, she and Vika didn't have too deep feelings, but she also knew that it was best not to bother in this case, just sat on the other side of the wizard, paying attention to the wizard's expression, and also alertly observing everything around her, when her eyes roamed around, she met another pair of eyes, these blue eyes made the little girl's eyes stop moving, noticing the complicated look in these eyes, Nephes blinked a little confused.

The paleness behind that day's blue pupils couldn't help but make people feel depressed, and Nepher looked at the place where the eyes were staring in confusion, and she was even more puzzled.

Noticing Nephes's gaze, Serra lowered her head again, and hurried out of the hall with some tools in hand.

"Penny, do you know her?" she also attracted Hiccol's attention, and learned that Vika was not in danger of life, although Hickel's mood was low, but not to the point of ignoring foreign affairs, and the sound of the paladin's armor vibrating when he walked was a little too loud in the quiet church to attract her attention, and when she noticed the woman in armor, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Sean, she's ...... She's in the city too?"

"......" Penny's eyebrows sunken, "You know her?"

"Hmm. Shecole bowed his head: "When you came back from the Northlands, you had her portrait with you......"

"So you already know. The wizard was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Her name is Serra Grofia, and she's the Templar here, and I've met my comrades in the Northlands, and I didn't expect her to serve in this place. ”

"Comrade-in-arms?" Hickel's tone raised slightly, and then shook his head.

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, Hiccol, who had already decided to indulge the wizard**, didn't want to pursue it.

"Peace of mind. The wizard, of course, knew what she was thinking, and shook his head: "There is nothing between me and her. ”

A glimmer of light bloomed in Hickel's pupils, but it immediately dimmed: "Yes, it's nothing, Penny, just don't hide it from me." ”

The paladin's somewhat haggard back fell into her eyes, which inevitably made her sensitive heart suspicious.

"I'm not lying to you, two years ago I was just a child. The wizard spread his hands.

Hickor blinked at the wizard for a moment, then exhaled and shifted his gaze to the bed.

This act undoubtedly declared her distrust, and the woman lying on the bed gave her enough reason.

"There's really nothing. He took Seacole by the shoulders and whispered in her ear, "I won't lie to you anymore." ”

She looked up, her eyes flashing with bewilderment, but she was clearly moved by the words: "...... Really?"

"Of course it's true. The wizard nodded and took her slender hand, "Trust me. ”

A warmth spread from her arms to her whole body, and the girl felt a little fluttering all over her body for a while, leaning softly on the wizard's body, two blush appeared on her cheeks, and her tone was a little blurred like her eyes: "Hmm...... I believe you. ”

The wizard tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to smile, but when his eyes fell on Vika's face again, he couldn't laugh.

"When will Vika wake up?" Hickel's attention fell on Vika's face along with Penny, the hazy warmth on her face masked by the apprehensive paleness.

"Don't worry, she won't leave our ......," the wizard whispered, "we've always been together...... In the future, too. ”

"Hmm. The girl nodded, and closed her eyes in a drowsy and confused.

Restless, Serra returned to her room and took off her armor, dressed in Sister Tyre's robes, and returned to her room punctually to rest as the priest in the temple had finished praying in the hall, but until the wee hours of the morning, she kept her eyes open, not because of her thoughts—but because her mind was blank and stiff, making it difficult for her to find the feeling of sleep.

This undoubtedly made her feel uncomfortable, and she walked out of the room in a pair of soft shoes, and entered the temple through the backyard, where the side hall was often filled with medical guests, so the candle flame was always lit - but it was inevitable that it would not be so bright in the middle of the night, and in the dim light, Serra saw that the wizard was still inside, holding a young girl in her arms, still looking at Vika on the bed, and the little girl was on the other side of the wizard, with her little head resting on his lap.

The sight filled Serra's pale mind with a different emotion, a serenity that seemed to have a sour taste, and she couldn't help but have tears in her eyes until a few drops of liquid slid across her cheeks and fell to the ground, and she didn't notice it.

Until a hand touched her shoulder, she was shocked, wiped her eye sockets twice, and looked at the old man who appeared next to her with a pair of red circles.

The old man's robe was very clean, and some of the white spots that looked strange because of the fading told others that the robe had been around for a while, but this shabby old robe was worn on the old man's body, but it looked very majestic, the old man had three locks of cleanly trimmed black beard, and the hair combed to the back of his head was also neat and neat, and his eyes were still majestic in this darkness, revealing a sense of inviolability.

"Oh...... Bishop Qajar ...... "Serra saluted the lord.

"Quiet...... Follow me. Archbishop Albert Khazar raised a finger, interrupted Serra's greeting, and quietly led her out of the chapel, through the candles used to light the hallway, he could see Serra's embarrassed expression, this degrading look naturally made him frown: "Captain Grofia, do you know that man?"

"Yes...... Yes, Lord Bishop. ”

"Oh......" Bishop Khazar frowned and nodded, remembering the identity of the man outside.

As the spokesperson of a god on the ground, in order to better spread the glory of the gods - especially on the territory of Ximen, but also to deal with the large group of vampires who are haunting in the night, of course, you have to watch and listen to all directions, as a large force on the coast, although due to some special surnames of the wizarding organization, outsiders do not know much about the Coastal Wizards Association, but some people who have a heart can still know some information.

Mr. Pan Diesel, a new member of the Wizards of the Coast, is a powerful wizard who wandered from the desperate Eastern Regions Sesk, and with his superb magic skills and the approval of the heir of the heir of the former vice president of the Wizards of the Coast, he accepted the legacy of Zos, and some time ago, rumors about this wizard were still quietly spreading in the market - but neither the general public nor adventurers paid much attention to the wizard group, so the rumors spread soon before they subsided.

And the specific information about the turmoil at the opera house last night had also reached his ears at this time, and it was not difficult for him to guess that the murderer who injured Lady Vika was a vampire, as the archbishop who had been crisscrossing the city of Simon for more than ten years, and was regarded as a thorn in the flesh by the Night King, but never found a chance to kill him, seemed to have other ideas.

It's just that he still has doubts in his heart, because those rumors about this wizard have more or less reached his ears, and the captain of the holy warrior in front of him actually knows this wizard, which makes him feel even more strange.

The long life that had gone through had given the bishop a wealth of experience, and through Serra's expression, he knew that this affection could not have been recent, but must have been brewing for a long time, and before trying to take advantage of a person, at least figure out what it was.

Naturally, the archbishop will not fail to understand this truth.

"It seems that you have known each other for a long time, can you tell me how you met?" asked the archbishop in a low voice.

"This ......" Serra was embarrassed, and a low mood made her extremely reluctant to talk about Penny, and the archbishop's inquiry brought her mind back to two years ago, and the memory once again made her tremble, and it was not until the archbishop reminded her that she regained consciousness in a tremble.

Noticing Serra's unusual reaction, the archbishop coughed lightly: "Forgive me for my presumptuous and inquisitive inconvenience, but I would love to know that it was the Night Mask who attacked Lady Vika, and you know, that was the Church's worst enemy in Simon. ”

The euphemistic words made Serra feel that she could not refuse, and after some reflection just now, although Serra's mood was still low, there was a little more vitality in her eyes, and she also had the energy to answer the bishop's question.

She thought for a moment, shook her head, and took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, Lord Bishop, I know you want to know about his past, but I can't say it, because if such news leaks out, it will threaten his safety......"

She raised her hands, prayed, and opened her eyes that had become calm: "My lord, he has saved my life twice, and I can't put him in danger. ”

The paladin's uncooperative attitude undoubtedly made Khazar frown, but fortunately, years of fighting with the Night Mask had made him master the art of euphemism, and he did not choose to oppress Serra with a high position, but thought about it for a while, and turned to a tentative tone: "So, those rumors about him about Serre are true?"

"This ......"

Serra was stunned, the honest precepts made her unable to give Khazar a negative answer, and the good habits of sincerity she had cultivated over the years also prevented her from making more disguises, so that Khazar got the desired result in a temptation.

Her face suddenly turned ugly.

"Don't worry, Captain Grofia. Qajar shook his head: "I won't do anything that upsets you with similar information, and I'm going to keep my mouth shut." ”

"This ......," Serra breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you so much, Lord Khazar. ”

Despite the difference in status, the Church of Tyre does not lie to each other - it is an unwritten rule to follow the rules of order, and of course the faithful are to supervise each other and fulfill this creed.

"It seems that you have a deep affection for each other. Khazar paused and continued to ask.

"This ......" Her eyes flickered, and she hung her head in some frustration, and the archbishop also saw the scene in the room just now, and it was not difficult to guess where Serra's frustration came from, and he shook his head:

"Lady Grofia, with all due respect...... Sometimes, it is better to keep a proper distance than to get too close, and as His Majesty's earthly messengers, we should learn to restrain our feelings. ”

“...... I understand. Serra was silent for a moment, then looked up, her expression much calmer, "Thank you for your teachings. ”

The archbishop raised a palm: "No, I just hope you don't bother so much. I'm not biased about your emotions, in fact, this uh...... Mr. Diesel is a figure worth fighting for. ”

"Well worth the fight?" said Serra, frowning.

"Yes, we must unite all the forces we can to deal with the shadows that lurk in the depths of the Dragon's Shores. Khazar's expression was serious: "If possible, I don't know if I can invite him to come and talk to me." ”

"Okay. After some conversation, although she still did not fully withdraw from her low mood, she was able to use her reason to barely restrain these unpleasantness, she went into the side hall and informed the wizard, Penny was not embarrassed, woke up Oh Nephis on her lap, put Hiccol beside Vica, and followed Serra to the backyard.

The personal reception of Archbishop Khazar undoubtedly baffled him a little, and the conversation was of little substance, and the bishop only kindly reminded him of his vampire ambitions: "Miss Vika must have been attacked by those monsters who wanted to attack Edmund, as her friend, you should pay more attention, although this is a smoky city, the apostles of Tyre are willing to maintain the light, and when you encounter a situation that makes you difficult, you may as well come and ask for our help." ”

There was a lot of information in these words, and Penny chewed on a lot of flavor, which made him feel a little kind of affection for the bishop, and after thanking him, he left the bishop's chamber with a pleasantry.

And Serra sent him all the way to the front hall.

The atmosphere along the way was a bit dreary, and he had been focusing on Vika all night, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to Serra's mood changes during the conversation, so he felt a little wrong when he saw Serra's calm expression like a pool of stagnant water: "You look a little unwell, are you sick?"

As soon as he asked a word, he knew that he had asked a nonsense, how could a holy warrior with divine grace suffer from disease?

And it's good not to ask, this sentence was asked, and Serra's expression became significantly darker, and the quivering corners of her mouth told the wizard that her emotions were a little wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, so he could only be inexplicable.

"Nothing...... Mr. Diesel. Serra finally calmed down, she stroked her somewhat disheveled forehead, shook her head, suddenly remembered something, and raised her clean face again: "Can I ask you a question." ”

"Speak. The wizard waved a hand.

She took a deep breath and seemed to expend a huge amount of strength: "We...... Let's be friends. ”

"Of course. Penny replied without hesitation, they were friends, of course.

The answer "That's ......" seemed to make Serra feel better, and a look of comfort was evident on her face, and she bowed slightly, "Thank you very much." ”

This thank you seemed a little clueless to Penny, and he watched the paladin turn away with a confused gaze, his brow gradually deepening, and finally he noticed something unusual.

At this time, he heard the call of Hickel in the front hall, and hurried over, it turned out that Vika on the hospital bed was in some 'trouble', and the two of them and Nephis hurriedly dealt with it for a while, and then sat for a while, and the light of dawn shot into the vestibule of the temple, and the priests began their morning prayers, and as the sun rose, more merchants and nobles who had received the news came to comfort Miss Vika who had been assassinated.

One night was enough time for the news to spread throughout the city of Ximen.

In Simon City, the name Vika Edmont still carries a lot of weight, and her assassination by the Assassins is naturally a major accident, which has caused a certain sensation, and it is understandable, Ogan and the servants who arrived to deal with these greetings. And Penny sat on the edge of Vika's bed, holding her chin and falling into thought.

Anxiety and anxiety had settled into the depths of the soul over the course of a night, and anger and hatred had arisen with it.

Attacked by vampires for no apparent reason, and also harmed relatives, of course the wizard has to ask for an explanation, revenge is inevitable.

But before he could retaliate, of course, he had to find out what was going on - he asked himself how he could provoke a vampire assassination by keeping a low profile?

He could remember clearly that after the female vampire disguised himself as close to him, the target of the sword assassination was himself, so close, a vampire with that strength obviously would not aim at the wrong target.

Then it was necessary to dig deeper, but to his distress, he had no clue at hand, and he was at a loss.

He looked at the guests who came and went to greet him, slowly combing through the events of the previous night, and suddenly caught a suspicious point.

The guests came to pay their respects to Miss Vika Edmont, who had been assassinated by the Assassins.

But why did Claude Edmund, Vica's brother, the first to hear the news, know that Vika was involved in Penny?

Penny's gaze sharpened.

(To be continued)