Who hid my body?

They once threw him into a polluted land, leaving him to face a highly purified polluted beast alone, but when they arrived at the assembly point, they found that he had already been waiting there, holding the head of the polluted beast in his hand. They also threw him into a forest of bones that was said to be impossible for anyone to get out of, because the terrain there was complex and there were countless indescribable ghosts, but he still arrived on time, and his metal body that should have been eliminated long ago was covered with black blood.

He is like an old dog who knows the way. No matter where he is thrown, he can eventually find his way home, with a bone in his mouth to show his credit to his master.

It's as if I can never get rid of him.

But Kud knew that this was not forever, because he was not invincible.

As the difficulties and enemies he faced became more and more powerful, he could no longer handle them as easily as he did at the beginning.

Sometimes he would be late, and sometimes he would be covered in wounds, as if he had escaped death. Everyone knew that one day he would not be able to hold on.

Just like... today.

They had eliminated all possibilities of his survival. In order to prevent the almost impossible accident, they did not even allow him to bring his personal weapon - the chainsaw sword which was several versions out of date. At this moment, the sword was placed next to the carriage. The setting sun shone the sunset glow on the blade which was already covered with rust, and it looked like a silent tombstone.

Kud looked at the sword and fell into a long silence.

Chalmers noticed Kud's mood change and asked in confusion: "You seem a little disappointed? Isn't it a good thing that he won't come back? We can finally end this meaningless mission."

Facing Chalmers's doubts, Coode slowly replied: "I just don't think it should be done."

"Shouldn't it?"

"He was once a hero of Lyra and was supported by Lyra." Kud said calmly, "Later, he became a sinner of Lyra, and that should be judged by Lyra, not handed over to Rhine. Even his body should be used as a reward for Rhine to dismantle... This is an insult, both to him and to Lyra."

Chalmers scratched his head. "I haven't thought about it that much. I just think he should have died a long time ago after doing something like that. It doesn't matter where he dies, but it would be best if he died in a contaminated area. That way he would be worthy of his life, no matter his honor or his sins."

Kud looked at Chalmers in surprise, as if he had not expected to hear such somewhat philosophical words from him.

At this time, Chalmers' watch rang. He spread out his palm, pointed to his palm, and said, "It is indeed time now."

"I know." Kud felt his heart go empty, but he still nodded and sighed softly, "Let's go and take his sword back. It can be regarded as an explanation..."

Before they could finish their words, they suddenly heard footsteps coming from the end of the road.

The footsteps were heavy, and just by listening to the sound one could tell that the person was a person of considerable importance.

Their expressions changed drastically and they immediately turned their heads, watching the extremely familiar figure appear in their sight again.

He was covered in blood, but his steps and breathing were not disordered at all.

So he came in front of the Lyra Knights with such a strong smell of blood, walked towards the chainsword, put it on his back, and then nodded to Kud, as if to tell Kud that he had arrived.

All of this made the Lyra knights feel a little hallucinatory, as if they were back to the time when they first sent him on his journey.

But at that time, this guy was only facing a group of polluted beasts. Although they were difficult to deal with, it was understandable after all.

But last night...what did you face?!

A terrifying guess came to everyone's mind, which made Chalmers, who never talked to him, couldn't help but speak: "You, what's the matter with the blood on your body?"

"I saw an ownerless body when I came back." Gerard looked at his body and replied calmly, "I helped bury it on the side of the road."

...An ownerless corpse?!

Help bury it on the side of the road?!

Chalmers didn't know what expression to use to respond. He turned his head towards Kud as if the axle on his neck was stuck.

Kud's face was also full of disbelief: "Gerald, where is Bishop Corey?"

"He's dead." Gerard answered calmly, and then said, "Can we set off now? There's something wrong with the camp you chose. It will be flooded if it rains next night. Let's set off early and find a safer camp... Follow me."

As usual, after returning, he never explained what had happened to him, never asked any questions, and always walked at the front of the team after everyone was gathered.

So he went straight on his way.

Usually at this time, other people will follow directly and there is no need for too much conversation between them.

But... this time it was obviously different, and everyone present had not yet recovered from the shock.

After Gerard walked about ten meters, he realized that no one was following him, so he stopped, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chalmers swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat and asked with difficulty: "Did you kill Archbishop West of the Rhine?"

"What's the question?" Gerard frowned. He was about to answer, but found that the blood on his hands had become sticky. He wiped the blood off his hands and answered, "Of course not."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 72 Then what do you want to see?

The convoy rested under the starry sky.

The Lyra Knight in charge of night watch stared at Gerard who was sitting at the other end with a slightly nervous look. The latter was looking at the pocket watch in his hand, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The matter of Archbishop Rhinekoli had been explained clearly, and the knights of Tianqin also knew that the bishop was not killed by Gerard, but was already dead when Gerard went there. Although this explanation sounded very magical and made people feel like a story, Rhine, which had lost the archbishop, was in chaos. At this time, the whole city was searching for the murderer, and there was no intention to explain the whole story to Tianqin.

In other words, their mission failed again this time.

Gerard was still alive and well, and even outlived the Archbishop of Rhine.

Thinking of this, the Lyra Knight felt that Jellal was even more terrifying.

There was a "click" sound.

The knight was startled and immediately looked up to find that Gerard had put away his pocket watch and walked towards his carriage.

The knight knew that this was the end of his vigil.

No matter what team it is, it is basic common sense that there needs to be at least one night watchman when spending the night in the wild.

However, no one has ever assigned this job to Gerard, and the reason is very simple, no one trusts him. But even so, Gerard will still put himself on the list, and will consciously come out to keep watch when it is his turn. Even if no one needs him, even if the people who keep watch with him do not feel at ease, but only feel nervous, he still does it, like a machine that has a problem, but still stubbornly runs alone.

Such machines will most likely be eliminated in the Rhine. Of course, Tianqin also wants to eliminate Gerard, but has never succeeded.

Now that Gerard had gone back, it was time for him to change shifts, so the knight turned around and saw another knight coming out of the carriage yawning, looking as if he had not yet woken up.

Until Gerard, who was walking by, said without any context, "Do not go gentle into this night."

The knight was startled and immediately woke up. He subconsciously looked at Gerard, but the latter had returned to his carriage. All he could see was the closed door.

The two knights looked at each other, then shrugged at the same time, as if they were used to it.

Gerard returned to his compartment, snuggled up to the bed and looked up at the starry night sky.

Then, he slowly raised his hand and reached out to his left eye.

He used his fingers to absorb a layer of film on his eyeball, and in an instant, his brown pupil became bright and dazzling, even more dazzling than the starry night sky.

At the same time, he also felt that the whole world became clear.

Things that were invisible before can now be seen.

The magic power that filled the surroundings and the surging arcane energy seemed as if the other side of the world had unveiled its mysterious veil for this eye, and all the truths were revealed one by one.

This feeling attracted even Gerald deeply, so much so that he wanted to take off the camouflage eye mask several times during the day to see the real world. But he still suppressed this thought, and at the same time he also realized that this eye was addictive.

And in Gerard's experience, anything addictive is extremely harmful.

There are too many such examples in that polluted land.

Moreover, the owner of this eye claims to be... that legendary being.

This made Gerard feel even more dangerous. His lifetime experience in fighting pollution was warning him madly, and he involuntarily raised his hand and reached for the eye again.

But at this moment, the voice he hadn't heard in the past two days rang in his mind: "You are more confused than I thought, Jellal... How many times have you wanted to take this eye off?"

Gerard paused and said coldly, "You said you wanted to rest."

"Yes, I am indeed resting." Bai Wei said lazily, "But resting does not mean that I really fell into a deep sleep. I am still looking at the world with this eye."

The price of fulfilling Ulu's last wish was heavier than Bai Wei had imagined.

He used his soul to support the broken body for half a day longer, which was an extremely risky act. Even though he persisted until he handed the eye and finger to Jellal, he had to rest for two days due to excessive consumption. He almost missed the opportunity to bewitch Jellal... Oh no, it was a novice guide, teaching him how to use his own body parts.

So these days, he saw Gerard wanting to take off his eyes more than once and twice, but he gave up in the end.

This also confirmed Bai Wei's judgment of Gerard - confused.

"You haven't connected my finger yet." Bai Wei said slowly, "Don't you want to?"

The middle finger of his left hand was still firmly in the inner pocket of Gerard's shirt.

"Why should I connect your finger?" Gerard asked coldly.

"This question can be replaced by 'Why do people pursue power?'" Bai Wei said with a smile, "And this is not a problem for most people. For example, after Archbishop Xi of Rhine got this eye, he naturally wanted to find the remaining body parts. By the way, you are much more resolute than him in your attitude towards this eye. At least you know to cover it up, while the Archbishop would like to use it as a light bulb."

Gerard did not respond to Bai Wei's question. He just asked, "Did you kill Archbishop Corey?"

"Yes, but also not. I just made a deal and provided a game." Bai Wei said with a smile, "The archbishop is the loser, and the other is the winner... the one you buried."

Jellal thought back to the body.

Even though he had been dealing with contaminated areas all his life, he had never seen a corpse like that.

It was as if everything was burned out, and even the rotting shell looked more alive than it.

"You call that a winner?"

"At least, before he died, he felt like he had won," Bai Wei said. "A big win."

"...I see." Listening to Bai Wei's words, Gerald said slowly, "I finally understand what you are."

"Oh? Tell me."

"You are also... polluted." Gerald said, "I was never sure before, but now, I am sure."

Gerard's words made Bai Wei stunned for a moment, and then he smiled: "I see, have you always regarded me as a source of pollution? You don't believe that I am Visas?"

"Whether you are Visas or not has nothing to do with whether you are the source of pollution." Gerard said calmly, "I don't know Visas, but I know the source of pollution. Only pollution can lure innocent people to approach themselves and make them do self-destructive actions. Even if they lose consciousness or become monsters, they will not look back. Just like what I said before, they feel that they have won a big victory."

"Interesting, very interesting." Bai Wei exclaimed, "You are indeed an expert in fighting pollution!"

Gerard didn't say anything, but he was already sure of his judgment. Generally speaking, once the identity of the pollution source is revealed, people will immediately become crazy and hysterical.

So he calmly clenched the dagger in his arms, ready to take out the eye as soon as he discovered the problem.

But he didn't expect that Bai Wei was not excited. Instead, he chuckled and asked, "In that case, Sir Gerard, why did you approach me?"

Jellal's body paused.

That left eye, as bright as a star, is getting bigger and bigger.

"Are you an innocent man?"

"What do you want to see with my eye?"

After a moment, Jellal slowly let go of the dagger, turned his head again, and looked at the starry sky under the night sky.

Bai Wei was very satisfied with Gerard's reaction. He did not say anything extra at this moment, but just thought about Gerard in his heart.

The Knight of the Evening Star, Gerard.

He was once the greatest hero of the Lyra Order and the first to fight against pollution.

But one day ten years ago, he went crazy and led the Evening Star Squad he founded to the deepest part of the pollution source, causing immeasurable losses. From then on, he was regarded as the biggest betrayer of Lyra.

So, what do you want?

What are you willing to pay for this?

Bai Wei chuckled and then fell silent, leaving Gerard alone in the not-so-spacious carriage until dawn.

Two days later, the convoy saw the giant tower that seemed to connect heaven and earth, and the city under the protection of the tower.

Tianqin, we’re here.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 73 Four Your Friend?

Lyra.

It is the name of God, a synonym for the church, and the most magnificent city in the world, bar none.

The Tower of Babel that seems to connect heaven and earth is the best proof. It does not seem like a product that can be made by human power in this era... Of course, it is indeed not man-made. It was made by Lyra, or in other words, the entire Lyra City is a symbol of the power of that god.

The carriage slowly stopped at the edge of the city, and the members of the "Skeleton" troop, the city guards who had been waiting there, greeted them with smiles after seeing Kud and Chalmers on the carriage.

"Hey, Kud, you're finally back."

"Chalmers, how does the carriage feel?"

Kud responded with a smile, while Chalmers grumbled, "Don't mention it. I've been riding in a carriage for more than a month, and my gears are almost falling off. Why are there such backward tools in this world? When will we be able to lay tracks for gear cars all over the world?"