People are at the junction, but they become the incarnation of the sun

It can be said that everything tortures the living people.

By then, how will these devout believers fare?

Follow in Malika's footsteps and become a martyr?

Or should we live humblely and wait for the return of Queen Malika?

At that time, I really just couldn't live but couldn't die. I watched helplessly as my body developed bugs due to the blessing of the golden tree, and became thinner and older day by day. However, I was always hung up and unable to die. I was at the crossroads between life and death. Wandering between boundaries.

And the most important thing is that the teachings of the Golden Tree do not allow believers to commit suicide, which means that all the blessed people can only fall into this eternal torture, waiting for the arrival of the Faded One to help them escape.

Gee, that kind of situation makes me feel miserable just thinking about it.

The ridiculous golden law, the ridiculous golden tree, rejecting death, removing death, never imagined that this result would lead the borderland to a point of no return.

However, just as he was thinking about this, sitting next to him, the equally "devout" teacher Se Lian had his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and was about to fall asleep at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally, Se Lian came to take a look with interest, and maybe do some research on the power of prayer, but the result was disappointing.

Talking about a bunch of obscure teachings, the grace of Queen Malika and the blessing of the golden tree, it really doesn't make people interested.

"...Our gods teach us through the law that regression converges all things toward the same, and cause and effect makes all things interlocked. This is the fundamentalism of our obedience to the law - regression and causality. "

The priest continued to talk about the fundamentals of the Golden Law on the stage.

But the fundamentalism of the Golden Law was never limited to this. In addition to the fundamentalism developed by Michaela, there are also the Holy Law of Death and Holy Law Healing that are closely related to death.

It's just that these fundamentalisms against the dead have never been promoted to the public. In the eyes of these priests, that is the only violence allowed by the Golden Tree or the goddess Malika.

However, this time, Teacher Se Lian, who was sitting next to him, was somewhat energetic and listened attentively. He even took out his notebook from his backpack and started writing and recording.

It doesn’t matter whether this behavior is accepted or allowed.

Also, the golden law fundamentalism described by the priest now is what Teacher Ser Lian wants to hear and understand, and how can those red tape rules restrain a fanatical origin magician like Teacher Ser Lian.

But this good news didn't last long, and the restlessness coming from outside the church interrupted everything.

"Tsk."

Ser Lian, who was suddenly interrupted from recording, could not help but frown and close the notebook, and like other believers, moved his gaze outside the church.

I saw the sound of neat footsteps coming from outside the church, mixed with the sound of horseshoes on gravel.

Seeing this, Reinhardt couldn't help but frown, and whispered in Se Lian's ear: "Teacher, those royal nobles can't be so crazy, right? Send troops across Stonewell City to catch us?"

"...I heard that [Golden] Godwin has a gentle temperament and is kind to others, coupled with the stubborn character of those old antiques, maybe this is the case, so be careful."

Se Lian responded with laughter at the same volume, but her hand had already touched the pyroxene staff hanging on the side of her backpack.

As long as the pursuers from Kallia came through the door soon, she planned to give these guys who were not afraid of death a shot of broom star on the spot.

Soon, the footsteps stopped at the side of the church, and the person who appeared in front of the door was even more unexpected than everyone present.

"Long time no see, my friend."

Accompanied by hearty laughter, a man in aristocratic attire walked into the church door. His flowing golden hair and the cheerful personality and appearance of a big boy made Reinhardt's eyes widen. .

"What the hell, Your Highness Godwin?!"

107. Greg in the rebellious stage (5K)

Godwin, the eldest prince of the Golden Dynasty, the first son of Malika, the current owner of Stonewell City, and the monarch of Nimgofu, appeared in front of the door of the Ailei Church at this moment.

The subjects knelt down one after another, lowering their heads and not daring to look directly. Only the priest of the Golden Tree stepped forward to greet him.

"Oh, noble Prince Godwin, your honor."

"Well, Gui'an, Father...you don't need to be polite."

Godwin waved his hand and dispensed with the etiquette of the people under his rule, but his eyes were turned to Reinhardt.

"Rhine, my friend, it seems that you are unhappy when you see me appearing?"

"Ah, of course not, it's just a little unexpected... I didn't expect you to come here to find me."

Godwin was not the only one here this time. He was actually accompanied by siblings Lance Sanks and Folsanks, whom he had not seen for a long time since Wang Chengyi's farewell. Moreover, they both looked at him. The look in his eyes was also very wrong.

It always feels like something is happening.

"Hahahaha, of course, my friend. Don't forget, I am now the lord of the land of Nimgefu, so I will naturally have a way to know your whereabouts."

As if he hadn't seen an old friend for a long time, Godwin happily slapped his shoulders and laughed.

"But having said that, isn't this noble witch lady beside you going to introduce me to her?"

Godwin looked slightly at the pyroxene magician who was standing in front of the bench and also looked at him.

At first, Godwin did not recognize that this was a witch. Because she was not wearing a hood, she thought she was just an ordinary magician apprentice. But when he saw half of the witch's hood exposed in the backpack beside him, he realized it.

His expression also became serious and respectful.

It can be said that the identity of the pyroxene magician will be regarded as a guest anywhere in the border area, and the identity of the witch is much higher than that of the pyroxene mage. That is a talent that is scarce even in magic academies.

"...Sorry, sorry, this is my teacher Se Lian."

After being reminded like this, he remembered that he had almost forgotten the teacher, and quickly introduced to both parties:

"And this is [Golden Lord] Godwin, and those two are [Ancient Dragon Priests] Lance Sanks and Folsanks of the ancient dragon clan."

"Hello, Prince Godwin, I am [Heretic Witch] Se Lian, a sinner who was exiled by Rhea Lucalia Magic Academy." Se Lian nodded slightly to Godwin, and then looked at the Gu Long siblings: "... And you, thank you for taking care of my apprentice when you were in the royal city."

This kind of response can be said to be arrogant or even rude, but it is just right for someone like Se Lian.

After all, in terms of status, the only people who can make a witch bow down are kings or gods.

Moreover, this arrogance is also reasonable and reasonable in the eyes of Godwin and Gu Long.

"No need to be polite, Witch Se Lian, I am [Ancient Dragon Priest] Lance Sanks, and this is my younger brother, Fursanks." Lance Sanks said on behalf of his younger brother, Fursanks Si also nodded.

"However, you have really taught a very good disciple." Lance Sanks couldn't help but admire him.

"That's right, Ms. Se Lian, since you are the teacher of my friend Rhine, I should naturally respect you... This is Nimgefu and it is under my rule, so Ms. Se Lian does not have to worry about being pursued by the college. Godwin also responded enthusiastically.

As for sinners, they don't care at all.

In their eyes, there were no sinners at all, only the teacher recognized by Reinhard - the witch Se Lian.

"However, this doesn't seem to be the place to talk. Let's find another place."

Godwin looked around and found that the priest's face was a little embarrassed. Even the believers didn't know whether they should continue with the ordinary sermon meeting.

"That's right..." Reinhardt also looked around. A place like a church is really not suitable for conversation. "By the way, I remember seeing a lot of special pubs on the way here. Why don't we go somewhere to have a drink and chat?"

"No, since you have come to my place, I will naturally make the arrangements. And if you want to taste the specialties of Nimgofu, why go to the tavern? Wouldn't it be better to come directly to my castle?"

Godwin slowly smiled, perhaps guessing that he was going to refuse, and without giving him a chance to answer, he turned directly to Ser Lian and asked, "What do you think, respected witch Ms. Ser Lian?"

"Well..." Serian gently pinched his chin when he heard this, glanced at his apprentice, and after thinking for a moment, he replied: "Then thank you for your kind invitation, Prince Godwin. It just so happens that I have never been to Stonewell City. , you might as well go and have a look.”

"Moreover, my apprentice kept praising His Highness when he came. He said that if His Highness hadn't arrived in Nimgefu soon and would be very busy with official duties, he would have wanted to have a drink with His Highness."

"Really? Hahahaha, that's great!"

Godwin laughed happily, like a child weighing several hundred pounds. He immediately grabbed Reinhardt's wrist and walked out: "Follow me, my friend. We won't come home until we get drunk tonight!"

In this way, Reinhardt was reluctantly dragged away by Godwin, but his eyes were always on Se Lian who packed his backpack and followed behind.

That look seemed to be saying——

'Teacher Se Lian, I regard you as the person I trust the most, and you actually betrayed me! ! ! '

But Se Lian smiled indifferently, and then focused on the surrounding scenery along the way.

That look in his eyes seemed to be telling him - this is all for your own good as a teacher.

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As night falls, the golden tree slowly puts away its afterglow, and the junction is gradually shrouded in darkness.

At this time, the lights in Stonewell City were brightly lit, like a bright light perched in the center of the storm, which would never go out despite being blown by the strong wind.

But in fact, this storm is just a barrier protection for Stonewell City.

In the grand and luxurious hall, everyone sat in separate tables. The maid beside them quietly divided the roast meat for them from the plate. The aroma of meat continued to flow into the nostrils.

Just smelling it makes you feel delicious.

It is indeed the food of the royal prince. Compared with what he usually eats, it is almost like pig food.

But then again, this place looked familiar to him.

The light emitted by the expensive and luxurious chandelier is the main light source in the hall. The swaying lights make their shadows elongated, and there are many torches placed on the surrounding walls.

On the largest wall on the side, there is a portrait of Godwin's father, War King Godfrey, holding a giant axe.

In front of their table, there were lit candles next to the exquisite silver tableware. The flames swayed slightly with their breathing, as if they were performing a graceful dance for their guests.

"I'm sorry, humble houses are rarely shabby. I hope you don't mind."

"Ah, no, to be honest, this is already good."

Reinhard picked up the wine glass and signaled Godwin not to worry about this.

However, this dining environment looked increasingly familiar, and he finally remembered where it was.

If he remembers correctly, this should be the place where he remembers the limbs -

Godwin's son Greg sent people to capture the faded ones, and then brought them here to be dismembered. The dismembered limbs were hung on the ceiling with hooks and hung in the air, just like a slaughterhouse where pieces of meat were hung.

Greg and the so-called limb-repairing nobles under his rule assemble the limbs here, and the remaining different parts are randomly wrapped and tied with cloth, and thrown outside where the corpses are piled up, allowing them to rot and ferment. , eaten by wild dogs.

But what I didn't expect was that the original place for limb replacement was actually a place for dining...

But it makes sense when you think about it. When I first played the game, I saw all kinds of tableware placed here, and even the kitchen was on one side. It seemed like it was really a restaurant.

Greg, you have really embarrassed your father Godwin, and you have done so many evil things!

Reinhardt subconsciously glanced at the young Greg sitting next to Godwin, and even thought about whether he should let Godwin practice trumpet again while he was still young.

Although Greg chose this way to become stronger in order to return to the foot of the golden tree, and he also had a group of loyal followers, but what was the point of bullying the weak faded ones who had just arrived at the border?

If you have the ability to amputate your grandfather Ge Fulei's limbs!

The most important thing is that I don't have enough brains.

Since you can catch the flying dragon cub, you can catch some Bear King and Shrimp King and catch them on yourself. Isn't that much better than the Faded One?

It's really funny that a flying dragon cub pretends to be a piece of trash and then swells up and feels invincible.