Taming the Dark Lord

The star light burned on the floor, then gradually expanded, burning in the gap between the floor and the wall.

Most of the entire torture room uses metal and special materials as cages to trap prisoners. Only the gap between the walls uses a whole piece of wood, so the flame seems to be driven by people, and spontaneous combustion without wind spreads to the entire house, but Unable to really reach the unconscious crowd on the ground.

Amelia counted the time and felt that the two girls should have escaped from the city according to the note she left, and it was time to wake everyone up.

She lay back on the ground and changed to a comfortable position.

"Be honest, don't make any noise." Amelia warned the elf in a low voice.

He was quiet in his pocket, and it took a long time to hear a twisted hum.

Amelia took it as he agreed.

Her fingers on the side of her face trembled lightly, a magical force condensed into a small hammer, and with a'bang', it hit the unconscious Debra.

"Well...?"

Debra got up from the ground dazedly, clutching his aching butt, and opened his eyes blankly.

"!"

Everything into the purpose made her gasp.She panicked for a moment, stretched out her hand to push other people, and sniffed them: "Wake up? Are you okay?"

The people in the room woke up one after another, looking around in a little panic.

"What's the matter? Where's the fire?"

"Look, those two witches are gone!"

"What the hell is going on? Who did it?"

Debra stood up and looked around vigilantly: "I don't know too well, I just remember that my head suddenly fainted, and then I didn't remember anything."

The saints nodded one after another: "Me too."

The blazing flame surrounded them, but it couldn't bring them a trace of fear.

What the saints are really afraid of is the heresy who doesn't know the source. He is so powerful that he can stun so many saints in an instant, and no one sees his face.

Such a mysterious and powerful opponent is something they have never encountered before.In contrast, ordinary Fanhuo appears simple and plain.

Amelia pretended to have just woke up, supported the ground, and struggled to get up.

Rita on one side helped her and said in a panic: "Why don't we go out first, people who can stun us silently must be very powerful, what if they are still here? Let's go out and tell them the bishop first. "

The other saints were waiting to nod their heads in agreement, but Debra categorically rejected her proposal.

"No!"

Debra's beautiful eyes glared at her fiercely: "If you think about it, the one who rescued the two witches must have been heretics. The heretics are both cunning and cruel. How could it be that we simply fainted? Other means."

She walked a few steps back and forth, condensing her eyebrows and thinking: "Maybe, these seemingly ordinary flames are just disguise. As long as we remove our guard and approach, they will immediately turn into giant beasts and swallow us, or this is just an illusion, not real world."

Of course Debra had guessed these words.

She said this only to prevent the saints from actually listening to Rita's words from the fire scene.

The two evil witches easily ran away under the eyelids of hundreds of saints, and set a fire in the sanctuary. For an incident of such a bad nature, everyone present would be severely punished by the higher authorities. .

Maybe even the qualifications to preside over the scriptures will be taken back and given to any bishop.

Debra would never allow this to happen.

She must preside over the scriptures, she wanted to see the gods she had always dreamed of, if she could get in touch once, even if she died, she would have no regrets.

Debra clenched her fingers, she must coax all the saints present before the arrival of the bishop and the pope, and reverse the current situation.

So she needs to procrastinate for a while until the fire is big enough that some saints will be threatened for their lives. Then she will stand up in time to save people, and it is best to get hurt.

In this way, even if it turns out that the flame is only ordinary fire, she will not be blamed on her, but she will only be said to be overly cautious.

Maybe, she will be rewarded for her life-saving behavior.

And the chief who stayed aside and did nothing...Debra sneered, glanced vaguely at Amelia with a dazed face, and turned around and said to everyone:

"Everyone, we are facing a sinister and cunning heresy. We must not let our guard down. This matter is too weird. I suggest that it is safer to wait for someone to come and rescue. What do you think?"

"Debra makes sense."

"Anyway, the Bishops are coming soon, so it's okay to wait a while."

The saints nodded and approved Debra's proposal.

"Okay, everyone get together tighter, I will put a barrier to protect everyone." Debra gathered everyone around him, so that he could die at any time to save others.

After listening to the whole process, Amelia slowly played a question mark.

She turned her head to look, and even Rita, who had been secretly hating Debra, reluctantly agreed, obviously agreeing with Debra's words.

Don't talk about others, even she felt very reasonable when she heard it, and almost believed it.

——If all this was not directed by her herself.

Amelia whispered: "In fact, it's not necessarily true. If these flames are really unusual, why not attack us..."

"what!!"

Her words were interrupted by a sudden scream.

The original red flame suddenly prolonged for a moment and turned into a red black ink color.It rolled like a devil's tentacles and touched it in front of a certain saint, scaring her to scream.

It's really not a common fire!

Debra was surprised for a moment, and then immediately changed his plan.

She immediately said: "It seems that my previous guess was not wrong. There really is a problem with this fire. Please get closer to me. Don't panic. The bishops will definitely be here soon."

The crowd panicked for a moment, huddled together, facing the black fire with their teeth and claws, their eyes widened vigilantly.

Fortunately, those black fires looked fierce, but their attack range was very narrow. As long as they were farther away from the edge of the house, nothing happened.

Then someone said in a weird voice: "Debra is still great, and you can see that there is a problem at a glance. If we listened to the chief, I would have died how many times."

Amelia: (╯▔ware▔)

Bastard, who did it!

She tugged at the corner of her mouth without a smile, and secretly stretched her hand to her pocket.

The elf who has been quiet raised his eyebrows and raised his head in surprise.

The white and soft fingers flicked across his cheeks as if stroking, and he fumbled for Xueyin's hair, finally found the pair of long pointed ears, gently pinched with the thumb and index finger, and then violently mentioned— —

'hiss!'The elf swallowed the painful cry in his stomach.

"What are you doing!" His face was pale, his sensitive ears were red and swollen, and he was throbbing with pain.

The crackling flames concealed his voice, and only Amelia, who was very close, heard it.

She frowned and said, "What are you pretending to, didn't you do it? There are other dark creatures besides you!"

With such a strong smell of dark magic in the air, there is only him a dark creature here, who is it?Could it be possible that other dark creatures could get in?

This is the sect of Guangming, not a vegetable market that anyone can enter!

I told him not to make trouble before. Now that things get into this situation, how will they end up in a while?

Amelia thought about it more and more angry, held the pair of tender ears and turned it viciously, and gritted her teeth and said: "Be honest, and make trouble again to see how I go back to clean up you."

Alfonso wanted to kill this woman.

He stayed in his pocket and didn't move, and a cauldron that he never wanted to fall from the sky suddenly fell on his head.

And this stupid woman really believed it!

He's usually quite clever, how can he be as stupid as a pig at this time, it is obvious that the line of fate is connected to the woman in the middle of the crowd, and he is wronged!

The elf couldn't swallow this breath. He was about to stick his head out and tell Amelia to understand, the pocket was tightly fastened and closed, and the woman's fierce voice came from outside.

Dare to clean him up?

The elf laughed angrily, well, when he found the person who dared to plant him, he crushed the person and threw it in front of the stupid woman, blinding her dog eyes.

The fire is getting more and more prosperous.

Sweat oozes from everyone's forehead, and drops slide down the tip of their noses.

This can't work, they must be let out. Amelia was about to say something, and a flash of fire quickly passed her eyes.

Something has fallen!

Before she could think about it, she suddenly stretched out her palm, spreading her slender fingers like claws, and the invisible magic gathered in her palm and bounced the burning metal falling toward the crowd.

"boom!!"

There was a loud noise.

Everyone was startled and looked at the place where the sound was made. Only then did they find that a large piece of hot metal fell from their heads and almost hit them.

Such a large iron plate, even if it can't kill a person, it can also smash a blood stream from a hemiplegia.

And before they found this iron plate and saved them...

The lingering saints looked at the chief who was hiding behind the crowd, with a little complicated expression.

Before Amelia had time to control everyone's surprised and complicated gazes, she raised her head and looked to the roof.

The wood used for fixing there has been burnt to the point, and a lot of metal is crumbling, just about to fall.

"Can't wait, let's go!" Amelia's eyes were sharp, and her delicate face was a bit dazzling.

Debra said angrily: "Amelia, can you stop making trouble at this time! What if you hurt someone, are you responsible?"

"Nonsense, is it possible that you are responsible?"

Amelia didn't argue with her, she was magically stunned, and while blocking the gravel, she pulled out a path in the sea of ​​fire, and shouted: "Go!"

Perhaps her face was too harsh in the reflection of the fire, which made people unable to resist. The saints did not say anything, and obediently lined up out of the burning house.

Seeing that everyone had listened to Amelia's words, Debra gritted his teeth and walked out.

Until they breathed in the fresh air from the outside world, many people did not react and said in a daze: "What's the matter, was that the real Amelia just now? Isn't she weak and squeamish and incapable? Who is rumoring that," It made me believe it."

"But her grades are really poor..." someone said weakly.

"No, I remember her magical talent is indeed very strong, which is praised by the pope himself, so it seems reasonable for her to be the chief...?"

Everyone's eyes focused on the petite and slender figure in front of her. She turned her back to them, with a blazing flame in front of her. At this moment, the figure looked extraordinarily tall and composed and eclectic.

Amelia explored the room again, and after making sure that no one was left, she breathed a sigh of relief and finally relaxed from the tight state.

Originally, according to her calculations, this little flame could not hurt the saints at all, and would be easily extinguished. Unexpectedly, the combination of a few little geniuses, coupled with the dark elves disrupting the situation, actually came up with a conspiracy theory. He just dragged the scene to where it is today.

It's better now, the house burned out, and people were almost hurt. I really don't know what their little heads are thinking.

Amelia shook her head and turned to ask if everyone was hurt. Just turning her head, she met everyone's surprised and admired and complicated eyes, and her heart suddenly shook.

It's over, did she expose something?

The situation was a bit anxious just now, and she suddenly forgot that she had to pretend to be weak!

In the face of everyone's gaze, Amelia's cold sweat suddenly came down. She shook her body and suddenly staggered a few steps before kneeling weakly on the ground.

Rita was taken aback, strode forward to support her arm, and other people also came around: "What's wrong?"

"I... run out of magic." Amelia tremblingly said.

From a closer look, the girl's skinny cheeks are covered with beads of sweat, not as if they were pretended, but really can't hold them.

The saints looked at each other, and then there was a little authenticity.

Right, this is just like the usual Amelia.

Rita took her arm and said concerned: "I will send you back to rest."

Amelia glanced at her gratefully and nodded tremblingly. A bead of sweat followed her movement from the corner of her eye to her chin, leaving a mark of tears.

Look, the child is tired and crying.

Thinking that Amelia was so tired because of them, the saints' eyes became more kind, and they helped them up.

In fact, Amelia was in a cold sweat.

Thinking of staying here for the rest of her life, she was so frightened that she could not walk.

The crowd just helped Amelia walk a few steps away, when a group of people squeezed in at the end of the road, the leader with deep eyebrows and serious expressions, it was under the crown of the pope who had just arrived.

"Under the Pope's crown." Amelia followed the crowd to salute the Pope.

The pope glanced at the torture chamber burning and cracking in the thick smoke, and lightly lit his staff on the ground.

Magic power gushed out, suppressing the unbridled flame, and gradually calmed down, exposing the house that was burned to the skeleton.

"Amelia." The pope called her name calmly.

Amelia trembled.

Here it is, here it is!

The pope finally decided to take off her title of chief!

Amelia was excited.If such a bad incident can happen in the presence of the chief, the pope must have seen the nature of her five.

The pale and delicate girl broke free from the support of others, limped and knelt in front of the pope, buried her head deeply in repentance, her body trembled slightly, as if she was guilty of not protecting others. He accidentally let go of the two witches.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the pope seemed to be on fire, and the other saints quickly squeezed and knelt behind them like little quails.While peeking to see the movement in front of her, her heart was complicated, and she didn't know whether to help Amelia speak well, or to get into trouble.

Amelia had just rescued them, and logically speaking, they should have said nice things and pleaded for her.

And from this incident, Amelia was still a bit courageous at the critical moment, not as weak as they thought.

But, but!They are not bad!

They just didn't react at once. If they were asked to do it again, they would definitely perform better!

Who doesn't want to be the chief, they want to do it too. If Amelia steps down, the pope will pick another one at random, or they will be selected.

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Debra was overjoyed in her heart, but she looked like she wanted to say something nice to Amelia: "Under the crown of the Pope, she is the chief..."

"All right!"

The Pope suddenly interrupted Debra, staring at Amelia with the eyes of a hook, and suddenly laughed: "Good job."

Amelia:???

Saints:???

Debra:???

Amelia doubted her ears, raised her head boldly, and said tremblingly: "What?"

The pope laughed, pulled her up, and patted her thin shoulders: "I saw it just now. You took everyone out and escaped. Good! Courageous and courageous. Deserving the position of chief."

"It's just that the magic reserve is a little bit less." The pope pondered for a moment, "Well, come to me when you have time, and I will teach you personally."

When these words came out, everyone present dropped their jaws.

.... What's the situation?The pope is about to accept disciples?

What about Debra?What about her?

Someone quietly cast their gazes at Debra, who looked frustrated and crumbling, but more people looked at Amelia with envy and jealousy.

She is lucky too!

Not only did he pick up Debra's leak by luck, he became the chief inexplicably, and now he is favored by the pope as a student. From then on, his life is about to rise and reach the climax.

From this point of view, who really presided over the scripture in half a year?

It was poor Debra who was suddenly caught up from behind by the crane. She didn't know what it was like in her heart.

Debra bathed in the sympathy and mocking eyes of everyone, quietly lowered her head, her sharp fingertips plunged deep into her palm, and a trace of bright red blood slowly dripped onto the ground.

And Amelia...

Amelia is already numb.

She especially wanted to ask the noble Pope what was wrong with Ning, but in the end she dared not ask because of the threat of life, her eyes were filled with tears, and her eyes slowly nodded empty.

What can she do, the pope offered to accept her as a student, she can't help but refuse in public, right?

So Amelia had to admit it again with tears, and watched herself one step further away from being face to face with the God of Light.

In view of Amelia's efforts, everyone unanimously decided to let her go back to rest first, and others would take care of the rest.

Amelia did not refuse either.

She felt grief and anger in her heart, and she realized in a daze that she could not escape the matter of hosting the scripture.

Go back and pack your bags and prepare to escape.

She was in a daze, and she was supported by someone walking back and forth, without noticing that a palm-sized object slipped out of her pocket.

The complexion of this thing was dark, no one noticed it in the deep darkness, and quietly escaped into the darkness.

The night was deep, Debra handled the mess, returned to his palace physically and mentally exhausted, and sighed deeply.

Today's wave of operations not only failed to achieve the goal, but also gave the enemy an assist.

The position of the chief was originally in her pocket, and the presiding of the scriptures was also a certainty. Debra, who had been living so smoothly for a long time, couldn't believe that she lost to a saint who didn't know where she came from.

By the way, he is still a guy from an orphanage with an unknown father.

Debra gave a disdainful sneer. Of course, she would not just give up like this. In half a year, she would definitely pull down Amelia and take the position of chief.

From then on, he was superior, overlooking all beings, and becoming a true servant of the God of Light!

Debra cheered up for herself, opened the door of the study and prepared to study for a while. At this moment, a tentacle from nowhere suddenly curled up on her neck.

"Oh..."

The tremendous force on the neck made Debra's face pale, and there was a weird gurgling noise in her throat.

A pair of beautiful eyes widened, looking at the elves in horror.

how come...

Here, why is there a dark elf??

A male elf with dark chocolate skin stood in front of the wide open French window. The snow-white screen window brushed his indifferent eyes, but he was not as dazzling as his long silver-gray hair.

He glanced over, his eyes seemed to contain a sea of ​​blood, looking down at her condescendingly: "Hand it over."

Debra was horrified and confused.

The elf looked impatient, and the strength of the tentacles tightened, "Hand it over, the choppy who dared to frame me."