At this time, in Fenrir's prison, that Shura grabbed the blue hair and fell into confusion. He didn't know what was going on at all, and he even believed in the conjectures of Marquis Carmon and others. O'Neill came to him as a scapegoat. It was his original plan to join forces with Saruman, who violated the commandments, to attack the Principality of Kasmi. The Seurat, who was devoted to knowledge, was a complete idiot when it came to the world. Stupid as stupid as those commoners who believe in rumours.
Suddenly, the guard standing in front of the prison door, wearing chain armor, coat of arms and robes, and holding a hook and sickle spear suddenly fell to the ground without saying a word. That Shura was startled, looked up and saw Adela holding the dagger and opening the prison door, and walked in with a very serious expression. "How did you open the prison door?" That Shura asked blankly. But such dizzying words made Adela roll her eyes for a while, and then she stepped forward and grabbed the front of Shura's shirt and said, "You shouldn't be concerned about this issue. The first thing is that you have to go out." "No! I'm not going out!"
Nashura stubbornly shook off her hand. The ** sitting in the cell again. Adela looked at Seurat who was coquettish like a child, and suddenly felt a tremor in her heart. She squatted down and said in a childish tone, "My dear, it's not an option for you to be trapped here. I know you don't want to get involved. Tazhilin's teacher. But no matter what, you can't do anything by staying here!" As soon as these words came out, there was a hesitant expression on Shura's face. Adela took advantage of the situation to persuade: "And I vaguely saw the attacker in the morning. It's definitely not O'Neill! Although I haven't talked about him, that strange aura will definitely not come from a mage. "
Seeing that the expression on Nashura's face was a little loose. Adela said half-jokingly: "You can hand me over to Marquis Carmon. In this way, not only will you be free, but your friends will also be cleared of suspicion!" "How can this be done!"
Contrary to Adela's expectations, Shura's reaction to this sentence was very intense, and he suddenly stood up. Looking at Adela with bright eyes, he said, "I can't give you to others just because of my friend! Besides, now the Hassassin Alliance is wanted by the Holy See. If you go, you will definitely die!" "Why, Do you still want to stay here?" Adela rarely showed a woman's attitude in front of Nasura. She crossed her hands back. She looked coquettishly at the recovering Shura.
"Well, it's no use staying here. Thank you... However, my scroll, staff and many other things..." "Idiot, take it." Adela chuckled and took out the folded magic from her back. Props and wands on robes. Handed it to that Shura. "...Thank you." That Shura was suddenly speechless. Had to squeeze out the word thank you. Prison soldiers don't take a magic robe well. It must have been made by Adela herself. That Shura only felt a warm current spread throughout her body. He suddenly smiled confidently and grabbed Adela's little hand and said, "Come on, let's go out together! Find my friend and ask me what I really want." "Well..." Adela's face flushed slightly. She suddenly felt that this dirty and damp prison was particularly beautiful. I really hope this moment will last forever.
So not long after that, the story of Seurat's escape from prison reached the ears of Marquis Carmon and other cronies. Coincidentally, there were still some doubts that the mages of Hewlett would not do such an outrageous thing. After hearing the news, they decided that the forest mages of Hewlett Tower would come forward. put one's oar in. Believe this matter completely, and if you are aggressive, you must find the person in charge of the Mage Association in the Principality of Kasmi to have a good chat about life!
But these are later stories. At this time, Palatine rushed back to the aftermath of the **. After hiding Aberle in the basement and packing up the five hundred gold coins promised to Bishop Andrew. Just as he was about to leave the church and head to Adelly. The messenger who was in charge of delivering the message for Palatine suddenly approached. "Oh! Father, you are back so soon! I have come to thank you for your expensive reward."
With three gold coins in his hand, the unsteady messenger didn't know it. At this time, when he saw him approaching, Paladin's heart suddenly moved with murderous intent! "This is a witness! Prove that I received Aaron's letter today! It must be removed, completely removed!" The messenger looked at Palatine's unsmiling expression, the cold meaning in his eyes, and suddenly there was a strange crisis Feeling coming.
In the evening, the setting sun was about to extinguish its last brilliance in the sky. The messenger disappeared completely from the world. Of course, it would be another matter if he could be recognized from the shapeless pile of rotten flesh in the grass.
When Palatine came to Adeley, people all over the city lit up the smoke, lit their lights, and ate a warm dinner. Palatine walked on the empty streets, smelling all kinds of fragrances wafting from all directions. Suddenly, he felt an indescribable sense of loss. Paladin, who stopped abruptly, looked at the open window of the private house next to him, a child with a smile on his face was holding a red cherry, and devoured it one by one. A man and a woman were sitting next to them, and a smile that Paladin had never seen before was showing on the faces of the couple. And deeply reflected in the heart of Paladin.
Watching all this silently. Paladin didn't say a word. It was only after quietly watching the family of three for a while that he tightened the bag full of gold coins in his hand and walked to the magnificent Adeley Cathedral in front of him. What does this mean for Palatine? Pointless. A monster that is powerful by sucking the life of the same kind, will he long for that ethereal affection
Maybe the young Palatine really longed for it, maybe he was really in the childhood of the Free Stonemasons, lying in that dilapidated ** every night longing for the care of his parents. But now he is gone. What Palatine has now is more precious than all parents can give their children! This is his parents, his life, his dignity, his future, his all. This is the stone of truth.
Temporarily suppress this hard-hearted nonsense. Palatine enters the Adley Cathedral. Seeing that there was no one in the main hall, he went up to the second floor on his own. As soon as the door was opened, the dining table was covered with fine red silk, beside the fragrant food. Bishop Andrew and another priest in white, all looked at themselves in surprise. "Oh, my esteemed bishop, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."
Paladin bowed very politely, closed the wooden door with his backhand and walked in. Andrew casually put a fat piece of beef on the plate with a fork into his mouth. After savoring the juiciness and fragrance, he took a sip of the bloody red wine in the glass and wiped it with the napkin on his chest. In a slightly reproachful tone, he said, "Father Palatine, it seems that your concept of time is worse than I thought."
Paladin stood aside and laughed. The eyes began to look at another person in the restaurant. This is a priest in a white robe. Although the decoration of the robes is not the clothes of the Holy See, it is also an extremely exquisite and expensive material. Unexpectedly, this very young priest had shoulder-length hair, and the sharp corners of his eyes looked a little sinister, looking like a young man with a gloomy feeling. It's not as big as the Palatine. But the strange thing is that the young man just glanced at Paladin and lowered his head to look at the food. Gives a feeling of contempt. What caught Paladin's attention even more was that the food on his plate was full of vegetables and fruits. And three slices of golden bread!
"This guy is vegetarian? Could it be an ascetic monk? What is the significance of Andrew calling such a candidate at such a time?" With a smile on his face, he gently shook the purse in his hand. There was a slight collision of gold coins: "Sir Bishop, please forgive me, after all, the people of the church I belong to are too enthusiastic." After putting the bag of gold coins on the next stage, there was another crisp sound of gold coins.