The golden light shines brightly, and the magnificent palace is built on the top of the holy mountain. Lars came here at a good time. The Pope is sitting on the throne wearing a gold woven robe, and the crown of his head must be inlaid. A crown made of pure gold with various gemstones, a thick "Bible" is placed on the left hand, and a magic wand that is taller than him is held in the right hand. He looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. A young man, but in fact, the Pope is one hundred and thirteen years old this year.
If other races are not counted on this continent, there are a total of twenty-seven countries, big and small. The kings or emperors of these countries have also sent people to congratulate them, and no one dares to give the Pope’s birthday Ignore the past.
Lars found his position and stood up, and Oledo stuck behind him, as if trying to protect him.
"Duke Lars, long time no see." A nobleman in dark formal attire walked up to him, because the banquet had not officially started, so the people in the hall were more casual, and the nobleman glanced behind Lars again Oledo raised his eyebrows and asked, "This is Oledo who was in the arena that day, right?"
Lars didn't remember who the man in front of him was, and he didn't think he was an important person, so he didn't speak, and stood there with a sullen face.
The noble didn't feel embarrassed either. He walked around Lars and approached Oledo, and asked, "Oledo? Can I call you that?"
Lars didn't want to talk to this man, how could Oledo give him a good face? He also had a cold face, and he didn't even give him a spare look.
The noble didn't feel angry either. It's normal for a dual-line magister to be a little arrogant. What's abnormal is that this person is willing to be a slave in front of Lars. He thinks that Oledo is willing to obey Lars now. The drive must be something to ask for, and he also believed that what Lars could give to this man, he could also give, so he touched Oledo's arm again and asked him: "How about following me? Can Duke Lars Give it to you, I can give it to you too."
Yaao is a small country, and Lars, a duke who has been abandoned by the king, is naturally not looked down upon by these people. They lived in the post house before, because it was at the foot of the holy mountain. The post house also belongs to the Holy See, so these people can’t force their way in if they can’t see Oledo. Now they can finally see the legendary dual-line magister. Of course, these people hope that this dual-line magister can help for their own use.
Oledo actually wanted to tell the noble in front of him that what Lars could give him, he really couldn't.
Seeing that Oledo was still indifferent, the nobleman spoke again, boasting about his wealth.
Suddenly, someone outside shouted: "The saint is here—"
Everyone turned their heads to look at the door, and saw the saint wearing a white and plain robe, coming slowly from the palace door. With a dazzling halo, she frowned, and there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, but she always gave people a sense of distance, making people feel that she was inviolable.
Behind the saint is a man in his twenties, wearing silver light armor, with a long sword pinned to his waist. It is the guardian knight of the saint, a young holy swordsman.
The moment the saintess entered, the entire hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone retreated to the sides to make a way for the saintess.
"Good day, Your Majesty the Pope." The saint walked up to the Pope and bent down.
"You're here, Fia." The pope had a kind smile on his face, as if looking at his own child.
The saint raised her head, and the smile on the corner of her mouth widened a little, "Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."
"Come here." The pope looked away from the face of the saint, and swept across the faces of other people in the hall. It seemed that there was a pause on Lars' face, but he moved away immediately, and said Nobody noticed.
"I'll let you preside over the ceremony later, my child."
The other people in the temple felt a little strange when they heard this. They really needed to hold a sacrifice later. In previous years, this ceremony was presided over by the Pope. What's wrong this year... Could it be that the Pope's health is not getting better
The saint moved her lips, "Your Majesty..."
The pope just smiled and did not explain, but said to the saint: "I believe in you, my child."
"Okay." The saint nodded, no longer refusing.
The ceremony was held in the square outside, and there was a huge statue in the center of the square, which was said to be chiseled out by the first Pope with a small hammer according to the appearance of the God of Light.
The pope and the saint walked at the forefront, and the nobles followed behind them. Finally, the saint stopped in front of the statue. The pope stepped back to the side and said to the saint, "I leave it to you, Fia."
"Relax, Your Majesty."
The saint bowed devoutly to the statue, and the nobles behind her, including the pope, also knelt down.
Lars also knelt in the crowd, his expression was not devout, but to be honest, which of the nobles around him really believed in the God of Light? Willing to come to a poor old man's birthday.
The saint in front straightened up, clasped her hands together, and chanted some incomprehensible spells. After a while, a gap was opened in the sky, and a golden light shone on the statue, and then It seemed that the clear and clean holy voice of an angel reached everyone's ears, and the ceremony seemed to be a success.
But at this time, a sudden change occurred, and a dozen or so people among the kneeling crowd suddenly stood up. Under the holy light, the weapons in their hands gleamed with a bloodthirsty cold light, and then they stabbed at the Pope with lightning speed. .
The scene suddenly became a mess, but these people panicked not because of the Pope, but because they were afraid that they would be accidentally injured. Seeing a vision in the square, a large number of knights rushed into the square immediately. These knights have also been specially trained, and their movements are extremely fast.
As for the assassins who stabbed at the pope, although they won by surprise, neither the pope nor the saint is jealous. The pope is also a great magister, and there are only three big magisters on the whole road. Magister, so when he saw someone stabbing at him, he immediately raised his magic wand and threw out a few balls of light.
But the dozen or so assassins seemed to be well-trained. Facing the ball of light thrown by the Pope, they dodged calmly, and even took out hidden weapons from their waist pockets and shot at the Pope.
And in this chaos, whoever touched the organ suddenly opened a round hole with a diameter of more than three meters in the ground in front of the statue, and Lars was standing beside the round hole at that time, and was pushed away go in.
"Master—" Oledo subconsciously reached out to grab Lars, but he only grabbed a corner of his clothes. He had no time to think, so he jumped in without hesitation.
While dealing with the assassins around him in the crowd, the Pope gave the saint a wink, and the saint immediately understood, and sneaked away while taking advantage of the chaos, ran to the back of the holy mountain, took out a golden key, and opened the The entrance to the secret passage opens.
The height of the jump is not enough to kill people. Oledo's heart relaxed slightly, but when he landed, he didn't see Lars. He looked around, but he still didn't see anyone, so he had to call Said: "Master—"
His echo rang for a long time in the empty secret passage.
It was a long time before I heard Lars respond, "I'm here."
Oledo ran over in a hurry looking for the direction of the voice. Seeing Lars sitting on the ground in a state of embarrassment, he knelt beside him and asked Lars, "How are you? Master."
"It's okay." Lars shook his head, then put his hands on the ground and tried hard, as if he wanted to stand up.
"Don't move, master." Oledo reached out to stop Lars' movement. Although no one could be killed from such a high place, it was obvious that Lars' feet should be injured.
Oledo ignored Lars' resistance and took off his boots with such a tough attitude. Then he saw that Lars' ankle was red and swollen. Kissed on Si's ankle: "Master..."
"Oledo!" Lars shouted, his face blushed a little, and he didn't know whether it was from shame or anger. He wanted to retract his right foot, but found that he couldn't use the strength at all.
"Sorry, master." Oledo's expression was a little cramped, as if what he did just now was just out of control. He put Lars' right foot down and put the boot on him.
In fact, there should be potions for treating trauma in his magic bag, but at this time, firstly, he must not violate the development of the plot, and secondly... He thinks it would be good if the person in front of him can't leave now.
As for the little kiss just now, it’s just a detail. Although it’s not mentioned in the plot, it’s within the allowable range. Oledo did research at the headquarters before coming to this world.
Perhaps because of Oledo's actions just now, Lars' face was a little ugly. He sat stiffly in place, without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something.
Oledo didn't make any other excessive moves. He turned around, turned his back to Lars, and said in a low voice, "I'll carry you, master."
Lars was a little hesitant. His calf was injured before, and he suffered such a big impact just now. He might not be able to move at all now, but Oledo's actions just now made him a little wary, but he also It's impossible to stay in this ghost place forever.
In the end, he climbed onto Olado's shoulder and said, "Thank you."
Oledo stood up, thinking about going to a passage on the left, he replied: "Why did the master say thank you to me, these are what I should do."
Lars was silent for a while after hearing this, and suddenly asked Oledo: "You are a dual-element magister, why do you follow me?"
There is no light in the secret passage. If Lars could see it, he would find that the expression on Oledo's face was unusually gentle at this time, very much like the man from before. His pair of blue eyes seemed to be the sky in the night sky. The brightest star, he replied: "I have already said that, you are the reason for me to stay."
"Really?" Lars still didn't quite understand the meaning of Oledo's words, but thinking of Oledo's actions just now, he felt that he might have understood something vaguely.
For a long time after that, the two of them didn't speak again. In the dark secret passage, their breathing blended together, as if they were lovers.
After walking for more than half an hour, Lars vaguely saw a figure in front of him, but he couldn't tell who that figure was.
Oledo could tell at a glance that the figure was Saint Fia, but he didn't say anything, and walked forward in silence.
"Duke Lars?" The saint called out first.
Only then did Lars realize that the figure was Saint Fea, he nodded and called out, "Your Majesty the Saint."
"Why did Duke Lars come here?" The face of the saint showed surprise at the right time.
Lars appropriately omitted part of the situation at that time, and only said: "I don't know either, the ground suddenly cracked, and I fell into it without noticing, where is Your Highness?"
He was lying on Oledo's shoulders, and when he spoke, hot air would puff into Oledo's ears. Oledo tightened the hands holding Lars' legs again, but did nothing.
"It's all the same." The saint's tone was a little annoyed, she paused, and said again: "I think... I should know how to get out of here."
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Since it was the saint who said she knew how to get out, Lars believed it. He felt that there was no need for the saint to deceive them on this point. Unfortunately, the result of the saint leading the way was very disappointing.
There is a dead end in front of me, and it is not really a dead end. It is just a secret room, but it is sealed, and it cannot be opened without a key, and the only saint among the three who may have the key is still shaking. Shaking his head, then this road must not work.
"Go back." Lars patted Oledo's shoulder.
"good."
At this moment, the saint called out again: "Duke Lars?"
"Huh?" Lars just turned his head when he saw a white light flashing in front of him, and then he fell into a coma.
"What is Your Highness doing?" Oledo asked, his tone calm, without any anger. (83 Chinese.83.)