At night, thunder resounded through the entire Altantinople again.
People who had just fallen asleep were awakened one after another, but none of them got up to observe. They just muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, and then retracted their heads back into the warm bed again.
You know, in Eitantine, the most unbearable thing is getting out of bed on a winter night.
Gino was no exception.
This young knight was always struggling with his bed and quilt because of his midnight duties and patrols. Every time he always felt that he was sealed on the bed and didn't want to move.
At that time, he always felt that the place other than the bed was far away.
However, he will eventually reach the distance.
It used to be because of a sense of mission.
And now
He touched the scabbard on the pillow.
Gino's eyes were filled with struggle.
Then all the struggles turned into determination.
He just wants to live.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Knight Gino?"
After knocking on the door, a strange voice came.
"coming."
With those words, Gino opened the door.
There is no hesitation, and no so-called vigilance.
Inside a cathedral, it's supposed to be safe, isn't it
Standing outside the door was a deacon of the 'dark hall', with the corners of his clothes, telling Gino that the person in front of him was the same type of person as the person who 'blocked' him in the room before.
The difference is that the two before were cold.
The one in front of him is smiling.
"Your Excellency, what's the matter?"
Gino asked kindly.
"Master Motor wants to see you, please come with me."
The deacon replied respectfully.
Then, turning to one side, in a half-bent posture, he made a gesture of please.
An ordinary apologist knight is naturally not worthy of a deacon's respect, but an apologist knight summoned by a privy bishop is worth doing.
"OK."
Gino nodded, did not tidy up, just followed the deacon and walked towards the depths of the cathedral.
As the apologist knight of the cathedral, Gino has never really understood the cathedral.
In fact, most of the apologists have a limited range of activities, limited to the first half of the cathedral, and the second half of the cathedral? Unless you have a special status, otherwise, it is impossible to enter.
Following behind the deacon, he arrived at the second half of the cathedral unimpeded all the way.
Gino looked around curiously.
It's not as magnificent as the rumors, and it's not bloody everywhere.
Same architectural style as the first half of the cathedral, similarly decorated, except…
Glancing at the numerous and almost upright 'dark hall' deacons, Gino took a deep breath.
He never thought that there would be so many people in the 'dark hall'.
More than he imagined.
Then, he subconsciously prepared to pray.
Pray to the god of 'mist'.
However, the young man quickly reacted.
He quickly changed the prayer.
The prayers that originally pointed to the God of 'Mist' changed to 'God of War', and, as he prayed to the God of War, Gino's face couldn't help but become devout, and his eyes became more pure and firm.
It seems that the previous experience has long since ceased to exist.
…
Motor, who was sitting in the small hall, had a serious face.
The information he got from His Majesty was far more serious than he had imagined.
Not only did there really exist such a person, but also, according to His Majesty's intention, the other party seemed to have appeared very early, far before the "black disaster" that the Snake School said.
Of course, the privy bishop didn't think it was the Snake faction who was deceiving him.
It's nothing more than the Snake faction didn't find it.
In this regard, Motor thinks it is normal.
You know, that's a guy who can deceive even His Majesty.
Not only did he deceive His Majesty, but also allowed the other party's envoy to get involved.
Thinking of what Sean had done, the Privy Bishop gritted his teeth.
"It must be eradicated!"
Mottol clenched his fist hard.
Compared with this hidden existence, the royal family of Eitandine, the demon hunters, the Order of the Silent Night, etc. are nothing.
Because these forces are all on the bright side.
All they know.
Some behaviors are even branded in their bones. They only need to look at each other to know each other, and they will abide by the rules with each other.
But that hidden existence was different.
Look at what the other side does.
This time, if Aitandin and the heir of the Snake faction hadn't become vigilant, once the opponent succeeded, then a real battle would be inevitable.
The Temple of War God will never be afraid of any enemies.
But it must not be used by others!
Especially a guy like that!
"Cholera on Earth?".
"How could I let you succeed!"
"The whole world belongs to my Lord!"
Motor said silently in his heart.
Then, he looked in the direction of the door.
The door of the small hall was not closed, so Motor could catch a glimpse of the young knight coming with the deacon.
"I hope you don't let me down!"
With this in mind, Motor stood up.
"My lord bishop."
The deacon and Gino saluted together.
Motor waved at the deacon, motioned him to leave, and looked at Gino.
"Gino, are you loyal to His Majesty?"
Motor asked.
"I am willing to use my life to protect the honor under the crown."
The young knight knelt down on one knee without hesitation and replied.
And the moment the voice fell, a faint white light appeared from the young knight's body.
Not really white, but what people see is white.
Tough and thick.
This represents the 'loyalty' to God of War!
Or rather, faith.
Seeing such a firm belief in front of him, a smile appeared on Mottoer's serious face.
"Get up, my child."
As he said that, Motor raised his hand and helped the young knight up.
"I have arranged for someone to teach you all kinds of knowledge."
"Including the sword skills you want."
"It's not just basic, advanced."
Privy Bishop said softly.
Obviously, after confirming the belief of the young knight in front of him, Motor was completely relieved.
This is a test personally arranged by His Majesty, and he does not think that there is anything that can deceive His Majesty.
Again, such a smart, perceptive and loyal young man deserves what the other side deserves.
…
"Want to deceive a god?"
"Disaster!"
"too difficult!"
"I can't do that!"
The upper evil spirit sighed, and then, the next moment, a smirk appeared on the corner of its mouth. It shook its fingers, and said triumphantly to its own boss: "But it is extremely simple to deceive a mortal. After all, a human The best thing is to deceive yourself and others."
"You gave him a hint?"
"Good choice."
"But be careful."
Qin Ran evaluated and reminded.
"Don't worry, boss."
"I will never pretend to be real."
"And, I have more than one backhand."
The high-ranking evil spirits guaranteed it.
Regarding this, Qin Ran didn't ask any more questions.
Now that the guarantee was made, then the high-ranking evil spirit would definitely be able to do it, Kieran believed in his followers.
High-ranking evil spirits can easily feel such trust.
Not unreal.
Yes, for real.
Look at the contractual power deep in its soul.
Already shining far beyond the sun's brilliance.
Regarding this, the upper level evil spirit felt nothing at all.
It has already accepted its fate.
Although it still wants to go back to the West Coast.
Step, step.
Familiar footsteps came from outside the tent.
"My lord, His Royal Highness Colin, Viscount Little and Earl Valentine, please see me."
Roger's voice sounded.
"You two are invited to come in."
As the higher evil spirit said so, he met Qin Ran's eyes, and while the latter nodded slightly, he walked straight out.
Qin Ran didn't want to be involved in some predestined matters.
Just give it to your followers.
A person who has such a useful follower as a high-ranking evil spirit and does it himself is either a fool or lacks ten stacks of contract scrolls.
Fortunately, Qin Ran was neither.
…
"Little, are you really going to do this?"
"It's useless to us to form an alliance with the Church of the Mist, right?"
"And, is it worth our trade for that secret?"
"That's what we paid a huge price for!"
Earl Valentine couldn't help asking again.
In fact, it was the fourth time he had asked along the way.
And every time he got the same answer.
this time
No exception.
"worth!"
"The benefits of forming an alliance with the 'Mist' church will far exceed our imagination."
The squinting Little is like a real fox, and people can't help but think of words such as cunning when they see it.
The same answer again made Earl Valentine scratch his head.
He swayed his bloated body and walked around Viscount Little on short legs.
Valentine had no doubts about his cousin's intelligence.
However, this practice of saying half and leaving half is really disgusting.
If it was someone else, he would have drawn his sword and cut down the opponent long ago.
But his cousin
He can't do it.
call!
With a sigh, Earl Valentine was like a deflated ball.
never mind.
Everything is left to the cousin.
It's like this every time anyway.
I just have to follow orders.
After such thoughts appeared in his heart, Earl Valentine completely relaxed, and then, he began to really look at the temporary camp of the Church of 'Mist'.
Simple, but the defense measures are well done.
Looking across the tents, Valentine, who was born as a hereditary nobleman, naturally looked down on them.
But his education allowed him to understand that the layout was quite reasonable.
Looking at the tower that looked like a ruin, it was enough to see the camp and everything around it. It only needed a team of 4-6 guards to play a tenfold role.
If another trench is dug, with a few war dogs and antlers placed, it will be enough to withstand the charge of 4-500 people.
"The person who arranges it should be an expert."
"But it's not orthodox, is it a mercenary background?"
Count Valentine guessed.
As for the association with Silvaka
I'm sorry, Count Valentine is not good at thinking.
He prefers to leave such things to Little.
What was just now was just a subconscious thought.
This behavior pattern did not change until I saw the upper evil spirit.
"Good evening, Bishop Simon."
After saluting according to noble etiquette, Valentine stepped aside and handed everything over to Little.
"How is your body recovering?"
The high-ranking evil spirit asked Little.
"TOEFL."
"After getting rid of the toxin, it's basically fine."
"Thank you again for your life-saving grace."
Little replied with a smile, with a kind of intimacy in his expression.
No one was surprised by this closeness.
After all, it was a life-saving grace.
Only the upper evil spirit knows what this intimacy represents, so its attitude becomes more gentle and natural.
"No need to thank you again."
"Little, you've said it countless times."
"And my answer is the same: saving you was just a coincidence. I thought I caught that guy's tail."
The upper evil spirit explained.
"That guy?"
Little was taken aback.
Valentine, who had nothing to do, was also attracted.
"Um."
After the upper evil spirit nodded, its face was ponderous, and then it smiled bitterly and said: "Although I should tell you everything, please understand, I also have difficulties, this matter involves too much, I can't tell."
"understand!"
"There are many things that we can't help ourselves."
"But things like forming alliances, we can still make decisions for ourselves."
Little nodded first, then said with a smile on his face.
"Alliance?"
The upper evil spirit expressed surprise.
"Yes, form an alliance!"
"To show my sincerity, I would like to tell you a secret."
"The true identity of that Jino knight!"
Little lowered his voice.
"The true identity of Knight Gino?"
The upper evil spirit was really surprised this time.
"Yes, he is also a direct bloodline of the royal family."
"According to his blood, he should be the cousin of His Royal Highness Colin."
"Simply put, he is the child of His Majesty VI's younger sister."
Little explained.
"Sister of the Sixth Emperor?"
The upper evil spirit was puzzled.
As far as he knew, the royal family of Aitantine was almost in the same line. Coupled with the witch's curse, there had been no so-called sisters since the Second King.
"That was a mistake left by His Majesty the Fifth during his expedition to the south."
"I have detailed evidence to prove everything I said."
"Moreover, some secret techniques are enough to prove the bloodline."
Little's words made the brain of the upper evil spirit spin rapidly.
It smells an unusual opportunity here.
Maybe something can be done to maximize the benefits.
Some thoughts began to emerge from the mind of the higher evil spirit, but on the surface, it didn't stop.
"The secret surprised me."
"I am willing to accept this secret, and I am also willing to accept your alliance with Little."
"Similarly, I will also tell you the secret before."
Speaking of this, the upper evil spirit took a deep breath.
"In Aitantine, besides the God of War, the lady, and Your Majesty, there is another god."
"A god in the true sense."
"Hide in the dark, cholera everything."
"What?!"
Little and Valentine exclaimed together.
Looking at the surprised two people, the superior evil spirit continued to speak unhurriedly.
"And we, the royal family, the Temple of War God, and the Secret Order of the Night are ready to unite and deal with it."
"Of course, now there's..."
"you!"