"It's been a long time! Gail, you are always so sharp!"
Amidst a burst of peaceful laughter, a middle-aged man with an elegant face, wearing a black windbreaker and a decent dark blue suit, suddenly appeared outside the gate of the Northeast family's manor; The front is neatly combed to the back of the head, revealing a smooth and high raised forehead, as if full of wisdom; and the rimless unilateral glasses make the person in front of him look more scholarly-peaceful With a smile on his face, the elegant middle-aged man walked slowly to the place where Luthier was killed, and shook his head gently; there was no regret, anger or unwillingness in his expression, as if he was purely for everything he encountered in front of him. And the formula shook his head in general. ([])
"Lord Judge!"
The black-clothed priests, who were originally in chaos because of Luthier's death, saw this elegant middle-aged man who looked like a scholar, and immediately came to him as if they had seen the backbone, and knelt down on one knee Land, reverent salute.
"Get up!" Waving his hands, the elegant middle-aged man said calmly as always: "Go back to your respective parishes, the things here are over for you!"
Immediately, all the black-clothed priests looked at each other in dismay - they were summoned outside the Northstead family's manor, lost troops, and eventually even the high priest Lutil was killed; and just like this, no one in black The priest would feel comfortable, but the inner obedience to the man in front of him still prevailed, making them bow and salute again.
"Yes, Lord Judge!"
After answering, the black-clothed priests quickly divided into three teams as they did before they came, and retreated towards their respective parishes in the bay area.
"I've shown my sincerity, Gail, what about yours?"
The elegant middle-aged presiding judge walked straight to the original iron gate of the Northstead family manor, glanced at the iron gate that had turned into molten iron and then condensed into flakes and covered with blood. He sighed softly: "Blood!" Always with all the sins!"
"The perpetrators of this crime are people from your Holy See!"
Silently walked to the distance of less than ten yards from the opponent, Gail Northstead waved at the clansman who was facing the enemy behind him. Immediately excluding the Sea God descendants, all the members of the Northeast family retreated to the main house of the manor—for this seemingly elegant, scholar-like existence in front of them, Gail Northeast was very clear about the other party's attitude. Inside and strength. No matter how many ordinary tribesmen there are, it will only increase unnecessary sacrifices in vain; just like the other party made all the black-clothed priests retreat before, the other party also understands that no matter how many black-clothed priests are, it is useless.
"So. He used his life to atone for his sin!"
Dizio pointed to the ground covered with blood and minced meat, and replied calmly.
"Atonement? Human life is always so weak and powerless in your eyes! Apart from being used as an excuse, it is only left to be abandoned by you at will!" Gail Northstead was extremely angry. calm, but regardless of the presiding judge named Dizio in front of him. Even the descendant of the sea god behind him could clearly hear the anger and sadness hidden in it; taking a deep breath, Gail Northstar looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and stared at him: "This time, I will treat you to Northwest." The attacks on the family manor and business houses in various places are all from your hand, right?"
Although Gail Northstead's words were questionable, the tone was incomparably certain—from the moment when the Northward business houses in various parts of Lorant were blocked by unknown forces a few days ago. All the familiar techniques made him feel the presence of the middle-aged man in front of him; it was precisely because of this. He gave a very clear order that all the Nords who were able to return to Landingburg must return; unfortunately, except for a small number of people who were able to enter the Manor of the Nords before sunset today, most of them lost contact.
Even if he didn't have to think about it, Gail Northard understood what happened to those tribesmen, and it was precisely because of knowing that Gail Northard felt even more painful in his heart - Northward had no living prisoners; the first generation The oath made by the Grand Duke of Nordst under the banner of the Sea God Wave. And his descendants are undoubtedly unswervingly fulfilling it!
In clenched fists. The nails pierced deeply into the palm of the hand, and the blood fell down the scorched earth along the cracks of the fingers—Gail Northurd would not resent the ancestors who made the oath that raised the Northward family. He will not resent those clansmen who died for the oath; the objects of his resentment are only himself and the enemy!
Unable to protect the healthy and happy life of the clansmen, let down the hopes of the clansmen, and even selectively forget the vows left by the ancestors at certain moments...
I really am not a qualified patriarch!
With a self-deprecating smile, Gail Northstead turned around and smiled at his daughter: "Honey, lend me your trident!"
"Father… "
Seeing her father smiling at her, Linda opened her mouth subconsciously, and then silently handed over the trident in her hand to the other party—Linda, who had already vaguely guessed what her father was going to do, wanted to stop her, but couldn't at all. No corresponding reason could be found; no matter how anxious she was, she could only hand over the trident to her father. Such an uncomfortable feeling made Linda unable to bear the severe pain coming from the depths of her mind again.
Although it was only fleeting, it seemed as if all the strength in her body was drained in an instant; clenching her teeth tightly, relying on her extraordinary willpower, Linda didn't make herself fall to the ground—she didn't want to let At this time, I distracted my father; because this would only make my father's chance of winning, which he had almost no chance of winning, even more illusory.
The presiding judge has the highest status except for the chief and two deputy chiefs of the tribunal; what matches it is almost the top combat power in the Holy See—the Inquisition, which originally had five presiding judges , once made everyone and the forces look sideways, but after one of them was accused of heresy and blasphemy and left the Holy See, and the other fell; the remaining three presiding judges gradually faded out of everyone's sight.
However, fading out of sight does not mean that they are not taken seriously; among the three existing presiding judges, except for Constance, who has already left the ranks due to his health, the remaining two are the objects of focus by various forces— As the eldest daughter of the Northeast family, even though her nature made her want to stay away from such disputes, her sense of responsibility still made her have to seriously examine any ally or enemy of the Northeast family; and because of this, she I understand very well. The gap between his father and the other party.
There is a natural gap between the Moonlight class and the Sunyao class!
Only the solar class can face the solar class, which is recognized in the dark world. And there is only one Sunshine class in the entire bay area—Ye Qi.
leaf…
Linda silently recited the name that had always given her an inexplicable affection—it was only at this moment that she suddenly realized that deep down in her heart, she really hoped that the other party would always stand behind her and protect her from the wind and rain. . Provide her with a warm support.
Taking a deep breath, Linda suppressed her chaotic thoughts, and raised her hand—although she knew that even if all the descendants of the sea god were on the field, they could only resist the opponent for a short period of time, and could not cause harm to the opponent at all. Even with the passage of time, the descendants of the sea god including her would die one by one at the hands of the other party, but this was not the reason for her to refuse to save her father when he might face death.
Seeing his captain raised his arm, the rest of the Sea God descendants clenched the tridents in their hands, waiting for the moment when his captain swung his arm down—to be able to face the Sun Yao level powerhouse and die in battle, for It was no humiliation to them; especially when it was procrastinating more time for their own people to escape. This kind of moment is exactly the moment when they need to prove their glory as descendants of the Sea God. Just like their ancestors!
"This is my battlefield!" Looking at the daughter who raised her arms, Gail Northstead smiled and said, "Just watch from the side!"
"Just watching, how can I do it! Isn't that lonely? Let me find some suitable opponents for you!" Dizio, who ignored the covetous eyes, clapped his hands lightly. Suddenly, more than a hundred people The disciplinary knight appeared in the open space not far behind him; looking at the disciplinary knight passing by him, Dizio looked regretful. He shrugged his shoulders at Gail Northstead: "I originally wanted to call a team of holy knights, but it's a pity that Tozan, a dead-brained guy, directly rejected my request. It's like I yelled loudly, 'Only the Pope The order of the holy knights will be dispatched!' What a dead-headed guy. He doesn't know how to change things; therefore, there is no way to be safe, so I have to bring more punishment knights here to meet you; after all, The descendant of your family's Sea God is really a headache at certain times!"
"Now, let me ask you again, will you continue to abide by the previous agreement?"
When he asked this sentence, Dizio withdrew his peaceful expression, and asked each word in a very serious manner.
Amidst the other party's questioning, Gail Northstead, who was holding a trident, looked at the sea god descendant who was confronting the punishment knights behind him. The uncoordinated tenacity made people feel both funny and heartbroken—the corners of his mouth were pursed, Gail Northstead turned around, looked at Dizio in front of him and said loudly: "Put all your hopes on Among other people's sympathy, it is my biggest mistake that has forgotten the oath of my ancestors; although it may not be possible to make up for the impact of this mistake on the entire Nord family, but I have already missed it once, how can I continue to make mistakes?"
"Have you decided? My friend!"
Dizio asked again with a serious face.
"Well! Then it's still the same as before, I'll make the first move! It's just that this time we won't stop!"
Nodding his head, the sharp spear in the middle of the trident in Gail Northard's hand was already pointing at the opponent's throat.
"I will never die!"
Slightly difficult, Dizio said slowly and forcefully—the trident stabbed in front of his eyes in an instant, without any hesitation, almost instinctively. When the edge of the trident was about to touch the skin, Dizio quickly Turning to one side, dodging this attack, just like when the two first met twenty years ago.
…
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Carter leaned on his staff just like he had appeared on the streets of Port Saas before, and walked forward with the crisp rhythm of the staff hitting the stone floor; and Delin still followed behind Carter, except Apart from being stained with other people's blood, there were no scars on his body; obviously, those guardian knights who stayed behind did not cause even the slightest trouble to this existence who was also from the Holy See seriously.
"It's a pity, if your master can see the scene of the whole church burning just now! It will be very gratifying! It's such a pity!" Carter shook his head, and with a commotion in the hood, he sent out A sigh.
"The master has more important things to do. If that thing is done, all the regrets of the master will be made up for!"
"Are you looking for his enemy? Hehe, I hope you won't be blinded by hatred!"
"Master will never make such a mistake!"
Faced with words that obviously mocked his master. Delin's already rough voice immediately raised its volume again, and he glared at the dark wizard in front of him, even clenching his fists tightly; obviously. If the other party can't give a reasonable answer, Delin will definitely not let it go. As for the difference in strength? For an existence like Delin, it is simply not within the scope of thinking.
"Don't get excited! I'm just an ordinary person, just worried as a friend! If you don't believe me, you can ask these two!"
talking. Carter's gaze stayed on the shadow beside him, while Delin looked at Carter and then at the shadow with a frown—extreme ability made Delin powerful at certain times , but at certain times he was as weak as an ordinary person; at the very least, with his weak perception, he couldn't detect the existence in the opposite shadow at all.
"Well, although I don't know about your existence, how sincere is your worry about your friends. But I think it's better for you to worry about yourself!"
In a slightly greasy voice. A thin young man walked out of the shadows slowly with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and behind him a tall man who had surpassed the height of ordinary people followed closely. The two walked straight to the middle of the road, blocking In front of Katwu and Delin—although he just walked out of the shadows calmly, Delin's nerves tensed instantly. The muscles of the whole body squirmed and knotted together. It's like armor; although his weak perception can't make him notice the hidden two people, when they appear. The extremely dangerous breath caused his body to react instinctively.
The tall man is like a majestic castle or a high mountain. As long as he stands in front of him, Delin feels he can't breathe; of course, this is not the reason that Delin has a dangerous reaction in an instant; it really makes him feel dangerous The most important thing was the thin young man who was smiling in front of the tall man—although he was smiling, but looking at him, Delin couldn't help thinking of the poisonous snake hidden in the bushes and grass, which was inconspicuous but extremely deadly. .
"Are you two arguing about the Holy See?"
As Carter said, he used his eyes behind the shadows to keep looking at the two sudden existences in front of him—although he had spotted them at the first time before, he was sure that the other party did not deliberately The reason for hiding his whereabouts; after all, compared to Delin, who is weak in perception, Katwu, who is a dark wizard, can feel the strength of the other two better; of course, there is still a certain gap compared with him; after all, Even if it is the Yuehui top level facing the Sunyao level, it is still a natural barrier.
And without the trouble of strength, Carter didn't mind satisfying his curiosity.
"How many of those hypocrites in the Holy See die, how can I care?" The little man honestly expressed his feelings for most of the people in the Holy See: "If it is not because of his status, he can't make a move. Those bedbugs entrenched here have long been cleaned up by me with insecticide!"
"Bugs? Good metaphor!"
When Carter heard the comparison of the little man, he was slightly taken aback, and then immediately laughed; however, this kind of dry laughter made Delin frowned, and he couldn't help but take a step forward , said to the little man: "Since it's not because of the Holy See, please get out of the way ahead!"
"Forgive me for not being able to do this. Although I don't care how many bedbugs in the Holy See die, we demon hunters have suffered a lot of casualties because of your Excellency! If you don't remove all your arms and legs, If I stuff it into your upper and lower holes, I'm afraid I will have trouble sleeping and eating!"
The little man ignored Delin in front of him, looked at Carter with both eyes, and still had a slightly subtle smile on the corner of his mouth, but his voice became colder and colder: "Please don't tell me that there is a ghost in the cemetery near Port Saskatchewan. Your change has nothing to do with you; if this is the case, I am afraid I will think of 10,000 tortures for you to experience one by one, until you admit it!"
"Witcher? Oh, witcher!"
As if thinking of something, Carter nodded suddenly: "I always feel like I've forgotten something, so it's you homeless stray dogs! But since it appeared, then go to hell! "
Satisfied with his curiosity, Carter picked up his staff and pointed it at the small man and the big man—after all, in his eyes, although the witcher and the Holy See have different ways of doing things, the essence of the two is in his view. There is no difference in the past, they are all the damn kind.
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