Wizard From Afar

The body seems to be drained, and the chest is still coming from convulsive pains, and the stimulation of the nerves again and again seems to be to completely tear myself apart.

"You are awake."

The cold voice does not seem to be asking, it is more like a calm narration of a fact.

The guard Knight tried to open his eyes, and his blurred vision gradually focused on the silhouette in front of him. After confirming the identity of the other party, he turned his gaze and looked towards the surroundings.

Withered yellow weeds, and a few gradually withering trees, there is an open wilderness nearby, and a town built around a hill can be seen not far away.

This is... the outskirts of Furnace Town?

Farnesis is sitting next to him, holding an open book of "Holy Cross", right hand index finger on the yellowed page, seems to be praying in the morning.

At this time, the bishop master has already taken off the golden red bishop costume, and put on a worn and faded pure black priest costume, with a wooden holy cross pendant hanging on his chest, with a large pocket The hood almost completely covered his face, and he could only vaguely see the invisible face under the hood.

With a light sigh, the guard Knight struggled to get up, the memory seemed to remain at the moment before the coma:

"I lost, Lord Farnesis; even with the gift of the Holy Cross Fu, I still lost to the blasphemer."

"That doesn't matter." Farnesis didn't look up, still staring at the "Holy Cross" in his hand: "Loren Torino is a very A dangerous enemy, an enemy who is good at deceiving and disguising, can't be too careful to face him; but he is not our target-at least for now, he is not."

"But he recognized me , And are still with His Royal Highness Brandon Desalion, and they are also going to the fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain."

Guard Knight frowned slightly: "If this is true, this dangerous blasphemy He will definitely be your hindrance, just like in Eboden."

"Then, he will be the test of the Holy Cross for us." Farnesis's tone is still as plain as water:

"Belief that has not experienced setbacks and tempers is worthless."

"Take a rest, wait till dawn and go on the road." Farnesis opened the mouth and said softly: "From Furnace Town to Broken World The mountain fortress is still far away. Winter is coming, we don't have much time."

The guard Knight was silent.

"What do you want to say?"

"I have never had any doubts about your piety and choice, Lord Farnesis." The guard Knight spoke slowly, "All at once. No."

"But this time, the place you are going is...North."

Farnesis closed the "Holy Cross" in his hand and slowly raised his head:

p>

"Are you scared?"

"Never." Guard Knight's eyes were still firm: "I am the one who made the oath of the'sword of oath', and do it anytime, anywhere Prepare to sacrifice for the Holy Cross!"

"Then you should be afraid, because the Holy Cross is watching us all the time and testing us—sometimes this test is not just as simple as sacrifice, but Let you face your own beliefs."

"Face...faith?"

Guard Knight bit these two words.

"Even if it is death, it is still so pale and weak in the face of such a test-when you have to use evil power; when you see, hear, and believe When you completely violate it; when you can’t even prove that what you believe in is an absolute transcendent existence, maybe not even as you think it is the incarnation of justice and light..."

"You still Will you be wholeheartedly and defend your beliefs without mind?"

Farnesis’s speech is incredibly slow, and his meaningful eyes stared at the guard Knight’s eyes for a long time—that’s definitely not questioning and guiding. It's more like seeking an answer.

After a while, the hesitant guard Knight was still solemnly nodded and silently replied.

"At any time, I will be ready to sacrifice for the Holy Cross." The guard Knight paused, also caught in a certain kind of thinking: "But I am afraid not all believers will think that, especially those... ordinary person."

"So we can't tell them all the truth-faith must be blind, too much knowledge will only make them lose their way in ignorance and arrogance."

"Because of this, all sources of confusion and confusion must be eliminated as much as possible. Excessive kindness will only make the glory of the Holy Cross be questioned, opposed, and understood by their believe oneself infallible."

"Erasing these chaos is what we have to do."

Slowly got up and turned to the brighter horizon in the distance. The corners of Farnesis's mouth under the hood trembled slightly:

"It's time to go."

Seeing his silhouette preparing to leave, Knight, the guard who remembered something, suddenly looked up: "Master Farnesis!"

Priest, waiting for his question.

"About the question just now." The guard Knight licked his chapped lips:

"Have you ever...faced your faith directly?"

The expressionless Farnesis paused for a while, and then made an unimaginable action in the eyes of the guard Knight:

He held his right arm tightly and stared at the bandaged right. Hand wrist, the scorching eyes seem to penetrate everything:

"My test...never stopped!"

…………………………………… ………………

For Furnace Town and Furnace Academy, yesterday’s night was longer than a year.

After the dean was forcibly arrested by Brandon Desalion, with the help of clues Isaac found in the account books and files, the soldiers of the Guard found a large amount of "non-existent" materials in the warehouse. The amount was huge enough to arm a whole Legion, which was jaw-dropping.

What makes them "stunned" is not the dean’s corruption—many workshop foremen and Academy mentors didn’t seem to be surprised at this point, and they even had it. Perceived, it's just not clear what the specific amount is.

The real terrifying thing is that His Royal Highness Brandon Desalion found evidence from the piles of accounts and files overnight, even all the "black The specific location of the list of materials!

Of course, they didn’t know that in this world there is an innate talent like Isaac Grantham, who is so powerful that he can remember the mysticism genius of all the books of the entire library in just one day. It is even more impossible to think of this. His Royal Highness Brandon doubted them from the very beginning.

The asymmetry of information and the unintentional arithmetic, the Honest and Timid Sacklanders in Forge Town were so severely "pitted" by their Royal Highness.

As for the master dean, Brandon didn’t really intend to do anything to him—after all, the other party is legally a vassal of the Imperial Brother. If he really digs out his eyes, I'm afraid it's hard to justify.

But this is just Brandon's plan according to his current situation. After all, this highness once set the big living man on the earth plane, what he can't do in the world...it really doesn't See more.

Naturally, the work of interrogation and getting him to confess fell to Loren.

"First of all, allow me to declare that this is not my request, but a job forced by His Royal Highness Brandon."

Looking at the shackled courtyard in front of me. Long, the black hair wizard who sat down "kindly" reminded: "I believe you understand-from the very beginning, this is a carefully prepared plan, and now we have sufficient evidence to convict you. So there is no point in entanglement any more, just click it?"

The dean stared at the black hair wizard coldly, dismissively.

Why are they all Won't shed tears till you have seen your coffin? With a sigh in his heart, Loren right hand turns a dagger in his palm, and the tip of the knife steadily stopped less than a centimeter in front of his right eye.

"Please don't consume my patience, dean." Loren gradually lowered his voice: "I'll give you one last chance, confess!"

"If you really It is really wrong to think that His Royal Highness Brandon Desalion dared not kill you. When he hanged the group of free nobles in Eboden, I saw it with my own eyes and I need me to tell you. Is the death of those people?"

"To confess, I am a loyal courtier of the Desalion family, why do you want to confess?!" The dean sneered, and even pointed his eyeballs without fear. The tip of the knife: "I can see it, Brandon thinks I'm helping his big brother to deal with him, right?!"

"Brandon...Your Highness." Loren's cold tone slowly Close the knife: "Please pay attention to your wording."

"The wording? You are a bunch of idiots!" The dean is still dismissive and dismissive: "I can guarantee that Furnace Town has always been a virtue. Loyal ministers of the Salion family, we have never assisted any prince of the De Salion family against another."

"Who is your enemy?" Loren stared at him firmly.

The dean sneered:

"It's Holy Cross Church!"