Covering his sword wound, Glori walked to the end of the hallway, catching his breath. He noticed a shadow jumping through the window and turned his head to the left.

Suddenly, a broken window of paper wrapped in stones flew - Glori leaned back, and at the same time stretched out his right hand, and grabbed it. Then he looked around again, followed by Silver's shouting. So, he pushed open the door, hid in the closet, and moved the silk garment inside to the hook in front of him.

Holding his breath, Glori struggled to suppress the overflow of mana from the wound, and he clutched his wounded left hand, dripping with blood. He had to reach for his clothes in the depths of the closet and put them behind his back.

The movement in the doorway was getting closer, and it was only then that Glori remembered the paper ball. Bard's death was undoubtedly a heavy blow, but Glori was quite sober. He opened the door with his bloodless right hand when he entered, and the paper ball was stuffed into his breastplate.

Glori opened the paper ball with one hand and read the handwriting with the help of the faint candlelight that penetrated the gap.

"The Knights of Merit are in trouble. "The words on the paper ball are very succinct. But it was this succinct sentence that made Glori breathless.

"What happened to them?"

Glori wondered. The door was pushed open. He could only take a deep breath.

"Where are you?" ...... little mouse," Silver stepped into the room, deliberately knocking on the door that was already open. Every step he took was sonorous and powerful, and it was nothing short of threatening.

"Boom......", Silver slammed the door shut. He stretched out his left hand and pressed it against the counter, then slashed the counter vigorously, leaving four marks.

"Squeak...... Squeak ......", the counter kept rattling, followed by the sound of glass dropping, "bang......"

Silver crushed the glass to slag with all his might, like a man who had resisted him. He likes to torture all who resist him in despicable ways, make them so miserable that they can't speak, and then put them on the gallows in the open—and now, he would love to do that to Glori.

Silver had already looked at the room, and apart from the bookcase, the cutlery counter, and the bed, there was only a round table carved with chivalry.

Silver looked at the round table, then deliberately offered a sword. "Chivalry...... "Heh," he scoffed, "you're a knight, you can't hide under a four-legged table, can you?"

"Blue Star, I know you're here. Silver banged on the walls, looking for the secret door, and unleashed his magic to feel the fluctuations of magic around him.

"You think it's cat and mouse, but I've warned you, I'm the White Eagle, the Silver Hunter! you're challenging my patience! The White Eagle is always fast, accurate, and ruthless!" cried Silver. He poured magic and power into his feet, then kicked into the wall, almost knocking a hole.

Glori's brow furrowed, bloodshot eyes spreading. However, he had to calm himself as calmly as he could.

"You'll have to try to calm down! Do you see your opponent's gaze? Do you feel your opponent's breath? Glori was about to close his eyes due to the exertion of physical strength, but his eyes widened suddenly.

"Yes, you have to be calm, or you're going to take your life. And Lord Bard, he's here to save you...... He's here to save you......" Glori admonished himself in his mind, and the last sentence kept echoing.

Take another light deep breath...... Glori let go of his clenched fists, trying to keep himself from being discovered. He tried his best to maintain the status quo, but his breath was still disturbed by his injuries.

Glori wanted to cough, but as soon as he lost his mind, he covered his mouth with his left hand. With that, the smell of blood on the hands entered the nose, and what was even more dangerous was the overflow of mana.

"You're here!" Silver sent a sword. He pierced the wall in one fell swoop. He forcibly slashed his sword, and the sword tore through the walls with the blessing of magic.

"Look at the sword!" Glorry shouted. He raised his hand and stabbed forward, causing Silver to lean over. So, Glori stepped sideways out of the closet. With a single effort, he pulled the rope of the cash box in the closet, and Glorie lifted his foot and let the cash box smash it at Silver.

The coins engraved with the head of the god of order were scattered in front of Silver. A few of them, tauntingly, spun around a few times, and burrowed into the crevices under the closet.

"You're going to pay it back, yes, you need something back for me, but I don't want it! I want the golden covenant in your hand and your life!" Silver shouted.

"Then you can get it!" said Glori, forcefully. He pushed his sword forward, squeezing Silver behind the door, then forcibly pulled it with his left hand and pulled it again.

Silver was directly touched by the door. He tried to grab Glori again, but was hit on the forehead by the closed door.

"Oh, damn it!" Silver scolded, stamping his foot. He looked at his feet, and a blood-red footprint was on the nail plate.

"What you just did was pretty neat...... Uh, stomp on his foot and pull the door at the same time, and then 'bang', making him deflated. Darkfire couldn't help but laugh.

However, Glori didn't have the heart to joke with Darkfire. He had to hurry, but the thought of the vague meaning on the paper ball made his face look confused.

"The person who wrote this message should be a genius. You don't even know where the Knights of Merit are!!If this was thrown to me, I would have given the messenger a taste of being struck by a door. "Even though he knew that Glori was injured, Darkfire was full of energy. He even wanted to talk about more things or make Glori even more depressed.

"You have to keep your mouth shut, or you don't want to live until the moment when the power of the dragon god appears!" Glori said in a speechless voice.

"Live until that moment......" Darkfire's voice became faint.

That's when Glori realized how wrong he was with what he said. How can I say that?, he reproached himself. However, when he thought of himself, he had to smile helplessly: "Will you live until that time?"

Glori gripped the sword in his hand and slid down the collapsing wall.

"It's really open here. Glori stood in the corner on the west side of the hall and found the entire street silent.

"Where have they gone? The battle is over, and what about the orderly soldiers from the Emerald City?" Glori wondered. A corner of the wall fell to the faint sound of the wind, and Glori glanced at it—he began to look for a way to the teleportation circle.

"Here ......"

"Come here! I know where the teleportation array is!" the boo drew Glori.

Glori couldn't tell if he was friend or foe, but he knew that he had to get to the teleportation circle as soon as possible, and only by reaching the teleportation array could he know where the Knights of Merit had come from.

Glori looked around again and saw Silver where he had just slipped down. Fighting Silver to win or lose, not now, he knows. So, when Glori took one step, he took two more steps, and his pace gradually increased. He followed the boos.

Walk through the collapsed houses of the central street and enter a basement. The voice appeared twice in quick succession around the dark corner so that Glori could catch up.

Glori struggled to step down the steps, then leaned against the corner of the wall. He knew what it was that made his feet slippery, and he knew that it wasn't the drops of water that dripped on his shoulders - the whole basement was fishy, making him cough and breathe.

"I'm here!"

Just as Glori was about to slip, the owner of the boos grabbed Glori.

"Are you?" asked Glori.

"Hans Cooper, the owner of the Liquor Hotel. Leo's friend, who is also a member of the Nightfall Church, is still a ......" Hans shrugged his shoulders, "Whoever I am, I know who you are. You have to come with me!" he was a little happy when he saw the blue star again, and almost delayed his business.

"Ahem...... I remember you, you were the one who delivered the horses for us at Camp East," Glori tried to finish his sentence, but still coughed, "cough......" He coughed several times, blushing until he couldn't bear it anymore.

Feeling more and more uncomfortable, Glori wiped his mouth with his right hand and realized that he had coughed up blood. He simply wiped his mouth and straightened up.

"You see, we need to hurry. Hans lifted Glori's left arm, then ripped off the mural on the wall and pulled the handle again. And so a door appeared.

"You're from the Night Church now, so you must know about Miss Eileen. How is she now?" asked Glori.

As for Erin, Glori knew that Evan would try to protect her, but since Mochizuki City had fallen, Erin would not be safe.

"This time, I am not a messenger of the Church, but a messenger of the Knights of Merit. So, whether Miss Erin is safe now, I don't know. Hans hesitated.

In fact, Miss Erin didn't go anywhere, let alone leave the Temple of the Moon. She had always been there, because she couldn't let Mochizuki City fall into the hands of the Demon Dragon Empire no matter what. And Silver, naturally, he went to visit and kept her under surveillance. Both Erin and Evan are trying to do their part and contribute to the kingdom of Alex in different ways.

"You must know something, because your voice trembles!" Glory frowned, grabbing Hans's arm with his right hand and speaking eagerly.

"I ...... I'm sorry, Miss Erin has been ...... the Luna Temple," Hans said weakly.

Hans had been sent out by Miss Erin to keep track of the movements of the Revival Corps. Later, he was hiding and saw the Knights of Merit and the Revival Legion attacking the City of Miracles. And when he left the Temple of the Luna, Miss Erin had been protecting the Staff of the Luna God.

"What did you say?" Glori raised his voice. He almost hurt Hans's hand.

"Silver doesn't do anything to Miss Erin, she's the High Priestess of the Stars, the one who wields the power of the moon god. Hans reassured.

"Both Evan and Erin prepared for the worst...... "Glori said sadly, "and now, we've lost Lord Budd!"

"So, you have to come with me as soon as possible, the Knights of Merit need you. Hans reminded.

"yes, we can't turn back!" said Glori, gritting his teeth.

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