The girl was silent for a long time before uttering a sentence, "Raphael is not a monster, Arnold, these are not important anymore, are they? What we mainly do now is to get rid of those monsters and undead."
The expression on her face was a little indifferent, but it made people feel that the matter was not simple, but she didn't want to say more. In a sense, there was a kind of pale and powerless.
The blond young man opened his mouth, and he frowned and said, "Okay, Andrea, I respect your decision and believe your words."
Arnold is a little regretful now, if he hadn't left the city lord's residence ahead of time, but had stayed a few more days, everything would have been different.
I feel physically tired, and I can only find some comfort in food.
Shen Mubai didn't treat his appetite badly at all, he ate as much as he could.
However, in the eyes of everyone, everything about the girl was too normal.
Priest Vic looked at the indifferent man, who was eating as usual, and couldn't help but feel guilty and distressed, "Everything is my responsibility. If I hadn't told the saint in time, all these things wouldn't have happened."
He couldn't imagine what happened to the saint, not to mention that the Holy See obviously also had grudges and dissatisfaction. If it wasn't for resisting monsters and undead, he would have been deprived of this position long ago.
For the first time, Priest Vic was shaken by the Holy See. He even felt that the current Holy See was hypocritical, corrupt, and incompetent.
It is obvious that everything can be prevented from happening. Over the years, it has not only rotted internally, but also failed to fulfill its duties externally. What an irony this is for Lord Guangming.
Knight Commander Fortley was silent for a moment, patted him on the shoulder and said, "When the monsters and undead are driven away, I have already planned to voluntarily leave the Holy See and become an ordinary magician."
Priest Vic was shocked, "Have you made your decision?"
Fortley nodded, set his eyes on the girl who was having dinner, and sighed, "I always thought that what I was after was the Lord God of Light, not the current Holy See."
Priest Vic followed his gaze and hesitated.
Fortley noticed his strangeness and asked, "What's the matter, Your Excellency?"
Priest Vic shook his head, "No, nothing."
I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that the face of the saint is more rounded than before.
Priest Vic rubbed his eyes.
The girl carefully chewed the food in her mouth, her face was cold and elegant, even though she was sitting like this, she was still so holy and clean that no one dared to feel profane.
The lines of the snow-white cheeks are slightly raised.
Priest Vic felt that he must have made a mistake.
The saint has suffered too much outside, and even her body is a little thinner than before.
He thought so painfully.
After all, after a year, some impressions have also produced vague shadows.
Monsters and undead continued to break in, and other races united with the Holy See. Even if the purity of Shen Mubai's power of light was polluted, he could still resist treatment.
However, the news from the Holy See made everyone stunned.
"The statue of light in the main temple has been destroyed." All the priests showed angry and unbelievable expressions on their faces.
"Who did it?" The believers of the God of Light couldn't restrain their anger.
Knight Commander Fortley said with a complex expression, "I heard it's a golden dragon."
Everyone's eyes widened, feeling a little unbelievable, "Golden dragon? What are you talking about? Is that a golden dragon?"
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