Lord Roar

Chapter 486 Beamon's Honor

Every generation of Holy See Sons, whether they are chosen by the major dioceses or the Holy Sons of the Holy See Mountain, has their own mission and their own future path from the moment they are given this title.

Carrying the sacred mission that I think, or many people think, I am walking that seemingly glamorous but endless road.

At the end of that road, all races believe in the Holy Father.

But both the Pope and the Holy Son knew that this was an impossible fantasy.

Even if it is a fantasy, they are still walking this road.

From the beginning of his memory, Orpheus knew that he would be the next generation of the Pope, and he also knew that he was the future religious leader of the human race.

Menrosa once told Orpheus that his greatest wish is to hold the code of law in his left hand and the Holy Cross in his right, so that all races on the continent can convert to the embrace of the Holy Father.

But Orpheus does not agree, his greatest wish is world peace.

Yes, world peace, he thought so when he was seven years old, and now he is 17 years old, he still thinks so.

The wish at the age of seven was very naive. At the age of 17, he was far more mature than many people, but he still yearned for this seemingly naive fantasy.

Sitting in front of Orpheus was a Beamon.

Although it is Beamon, it is difficult for Orpheus to connect the other party with the word "orc".

Different from others who are vulgar and full of tendons, the Beamon in front of him not only behaves elegantly, but also behaves decently, showing the demeanor of an ancient nobleman in his gestures and gestures.

The old but very neat clothes, the ancient but not luxurious family badge, the old but majestic face, the curved mouth corners are just right, it seems that they are always smiling, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

This is the feeling that Edward III has always brought to Orpheus, an ancient and noble high-ranking nobleman.

Orpheus filled the teacup in front of Edward III with a smile on his face.

As the patriarch of the previous generation of Swan Clan, Edward showed aristocratic demeanor in every gesture, and kept a noble smile at all times.

"Your Excellency, the Holy Son of the Human Race, Mourinho, did he really join the Holy See of your Human Race?" Even though it was about his own son, Edward did not have any mood swings.

Orpheus was silent for a while, and did not answer immediately.

He is also the two-generation patriarch of the Swan clan who is also well-known in Beamon. Mourinho gave him the feeling that he would always look calm.

However, Edward III was like a wise man who saw through the world, as if everything in time would not arouse his interest.

The most important thing is that Edward always gave Orpheus the illusion that this High Priest of the Beamon Crown, with a faint elemental aura, is better than Archmage Downey and Albert, and even better than his father Monroe. Sa is even stronger.

"No, Patriarch Mourinho didn't defect, nor did he seek refuge. According to him, your Beast Emperor Caesar wanted to eradicate him for some political purpose, so he was just forced to protect himself. It’s just a means, and when I was in the Holy Light Castle that day, I also saw your Beast Emperor’s personal guard kill the unconscious Mourinho.” After Orpheus finished speaking, he felt a little helpless.

He wasn't trying to provoke Edward and the Beast Emperor, but just stating a fact.

And what made him helpless was that the Holy See thought it was using Mourinho, so Mourinho didn't use the Holy See and the Terran.

The purpose of the holy mountain is just to get combat information about Beamon from the former Beamon No.1 handsome man.

As for Mourinho, why didn't he want to use the human race to destroy the Beast Emperor Caesar so that he could change the imperial flag.

"It doesn't matter what the facts are. The important thing is that every Bimon thinks that Mourinho has defected to the human race." Waving his hand, Edward seemed unwilling to continue talking about this topic.

Orpheus sighed, and said slightly: "Old patriarch, I have a question that I have been unable to figure out, can I ask you for advice."

Edward smiled and nodded. From the bottom of his heart, he likes this gentle and refined human child very much. Unfortunately, everyone is their own master.

"Whether it's you or Beast Emperor Caesar, I believe that you know that whether it is the human race or the Holy See, you will never give up those lands to you Bimon. If this is the case, why do you go back on your word?"

"For war!" Edward said decisively: "Just for war!"

"Go to war?" Orpheus exclaimed subconsciously. Since he was placed under house arrest, he has never been able to figure out the significance of Beamon's actions, and he believes that since the Holy See knows about the dynamics of the demons, Beamon should also know. , Under the threat of this whole continent, why did Bimon turn his face against the human race?
"Yes, thousands of years ago, our ancestors lost once, and we lost again when the two clans fought, so we can't lose again." Edward sighed slightly: "This is His Majesty the Beast Emperor, and everyone The deepest thoughts of the orcs."

"If we talk about peace, there will be no war, and there will be no victory or defeat, so you put us under house arrest and want to start another war?" Orpheus asked puzzled: "Aren't you afraid that the demons will take advantage of it?" And enter?"

Edward shook his head and said: "I've checked the space cracks behind, and it's very unstable. The demons want to set foot on this continent again, but they can't do it in a short time, so we need a victory, just a victory Forget it, it’s not for plunder, it’s not for land, whether it’s in the Great Wasteland or in the Sabak Imperial City, as long as there is a victory that can wash away all the previous shame, that’s enough.”

Orpheus was stunned for a while, and finally nodded painfully.

He finally understood why Beamon backtracked, this is the orc!

At this time, Orpheus suddenly understood a little bit. Peace with a sense of shame is far inferior to the flag of victory planted on the scorched earth.

Even if there are countless bones of Beamon under the flag.

Edward left, and the constant smile on his face seemed to have disappeared.

Maybe he is also very contradictory, but no matter how contradictory he is, he is still a Bimon.

Orpheus sent Edward out the door, turned and walked into the bedroom, where Longningt and Albert sat with sad faces.

Orpheus laughed dumbfounded. Five days ago, the three of them entered Sabak under the guard of the Knights of the Holy See.

But no one expected that in the Beamon Palace, the Beast Emperor Caesar would suddenly turn his back on him.

Originally, the three of them had a chance to escape, but Orpheus stubbornly questioned why the Beast Emperor suddenly turned his face regardless of the innocent lives of the two races.

Because the three of them lost the best chance to escape in vain.

Afterwards, Albert asked Orpheus why he didn't run, and Orpheus told him that he was the Son of God, so he couldn't run.

Albert is a very cautious person, and he is also a space-type saint. No one can stop him from leaving, but he watched Orpheus grow up, and finally joined forces between the Juggernaut of the Extreme North and the High Priest of the Crown, Edward. Down, missed and captured.

Langningt didn't make a move at all at that time, because he knew that he was just a soy saucer, and Beamon killed him as soon as he said he would, without blinking his eyes, so it's better to just stay there.

Protecting the Son is certainly his sacred mission, but no matter how sacred it is, it is still not as important as his wife, children and father-in-law.

Today's Ronningt is no longer a dogmatic knight. In his cognition, the Holy See is not his home, but the Bloodhoof Tribe is his home.

For the Bloodhoof tribe, he can even sacrifice his life on the bloody battlefield, because the tribe has his children, family, and friends, and he has everything there.

But the Holy See is not his home, and it is not worth sacrificing for the Holy See.

Let alone sacrifice, even a little blood is not worth it.

Langningt felt that he had such an idea, and it did not run counter to his own beliefs. Didn't the Holy Father say in the scriptures that he should love his family and everything around him.

If you don't think about your family, you are shaking your faith.

"War seems inevitable." Orpheus sighed and sat next to the two.

Albert twisted his body uneasily, and said helplessly: "Fight, fight, what are these damned orcs trying to catch us for?"

On his head, there has always been a purple-red single-control aura, which is Edward's forbidden magic aura that restricts his magical elements.

(End of this chapter)