Dust of History: Unbelievable (medium)

"Is your friend really reliable? You won't be seen, right?" Talis said with a frown.

Asa nodded: "Don't worry, I have great confidence in him. With his scheming and the city government, he will definitely be able to lure that guy here."

This is the place outside the capital city, where they saw the Queen meeting with Bishop Jiawei that day. They were still lurking in the grass not far away, and it was now in broad daylight. Naturally, it was impossible to use the black elf's deep darkness technique, but Asa was not worried about being discovered. The level of Asa and Talis is definitely enough to hide their aura well before they make a move, not to mention the black elf, lurking is the talent of her race. And Rod Hart will naturally attract Javie's attention. And no matter how good a person's observation skills are, as long as his attention is not concentrated, there can also be loopholes everywhere.

According to Rod Hart's heart, if he went to tell the cardinal that he had found traces of vampires and asked him to come and watch, then he would definitely not bring extra followers, and all his energy must be put on this place. On the issue, it is an excellent opportunity to ambush and sneak attack.

"Didn't you go get that weapon back?" the black elf asked.

Asa was silent for a while, and then said: "Four people deal with that guy together, empty hands should be enough."

The black elf sneered disdainfully, and said, "I didn't expect you to be so shy. I just hope you don't lose our lives because of your shyness."

Asa thought about it. He sighed and said, "Besides, it's not very far from the Academy of Magic. I'm afraid that if the priest there notices the fluctuations when I use it, it will be difficult for people to deal with it."

At this time, two long-lost figures appeared in the distance. The three fell silent immediately.

The two figures slowly approached here. The leader is Bishop Javi, and beside him is Rod Hart. And sure enough, as planned before, Bishop Jiawei did not bring any followers. There was a mixture of strangeness and anxiety on his preoccupied face.

"Your Bishop, look, this is the trace of the vampire I found." Rod Hart pointed solemnly at the mounds on the ground, one of which already had traces of excavation. Half of the body was exposed inside. "These blood-sucked corpses are actually buried here, and all of them are homeless teenagers in the capital. So I'm sure that the vampire must exist, and it's getting more and more cunning. And the one we captured The murderer is clearly innocent."

Although the distance was far away, Asa could still see Rod Hart's expression and movements clearly. He had to be proud of his own judgment. Rod Hart's scheming and city government were really deep. Even if he knew that the cardinal in front of him was the murderer who threatened the queen, and the black hand who directed the vampire incident, but he Now whether it's actions or facial expressions. Indeed, there is absolutely no flaw to be found.

"Well..." Bishop Jiawei nodded absently, fixed his eyes on the few mounds on the ground, and then turned his head to take a deep look at Rhodes Hart. "How many people still know about this?"

Asa felt a little tense in his heart, he could naturally feel the meaning behind this sentence. But now is not the best time to make a move.

"Many people still know about it." Rod Hart's answer made Asa heave a sigh of relief. "These were first discovered by a small leader of the Holy Knights during his mission, and there are still many people in the regiment who know about them."

"You tell them when you go back. This matter must be kept secret..." Bishop Jiawei sighed, nodded helplessly, and bent down, as if wanting to take a closer look at the few mounds on the ground. At the same time, his hand seemed to touch the hilt of the sword at his waist intentionally or unintentionally.

Without the slightest warning, a streak of sword light suddenly shot out from the cardinal's waist.

Just then, Rod Hart beside him also quickly retreated.

Rod Hart's movement and support are definitely fast enough, Asa is even sure that even if he is in the same position, his reaction will not be more perfect, but the sword lights that are practiced still pass by his chest. This sword was really too fast, without the slightest murderous intent or warning sign, it was almost a fatal blow with a very random movement of flicking fingers.

With a scream, Rod Hart staggered back immediately after landing. A cloud of blood sprayed from his chest. Under the sudden sword of the cardinal, the stainless steel knight armor was as defenseless as a piece of paper. If it weren't for his speed and reaction fast enough, I'm afraid It has been split into two parts by the chest.

"My lord bishop, what are you going to do?" Rod Hart looked terrified. Although the light of white magic flashed in his hand at the same time to stop the bleeding, the sword had undoubtedly seriously injured him.

"It's nothing, it's just that fewer people know about these things..." Bishop Jia Wei said lightly, shaking off the blood on the sword. "Don't worry, you will still go back to command the Paladins, but from now on, you will do exactly what I want..."

At this moment, a figure emitting white light suddenly appeared from the tall grass not far away, and rushed towards the cardinal like a crossbow arrow.

Now this is not an excellent opportunity to make a move, but Asa can't wait any longer, he can't wait any longer, he has to make a move. It was too late to use necromancer magic, and it only took him two blinks of an eye to rush out of his hiding place before rushing to the front of Bishop Jiawei, punching away with a white light of fighting spirit and a roar of piercing wind.

Looking at the sudden appearance of the enemy cardinal, he was slightly taken aback, but immediately raised his sword to meet him. A brighter, faster and sharper white light flashed from his hand than the one just now.

It looks familiar. This was Asa's first feeling after seeing the sword light. But he had no time to think about where he had seen this before. The sword light was so intense that he could hardly bear it, and the battle energy condensed in his hand could just resist the sword edge. And this sword light is surging. The dignified, the poisonous. It seems that a tsunami turned into a mountain, then turned into a poisonous snake, and finally became this light.

In an instant, a pair of fists and a long sword stabbed, bumped, bumped, struck, grabbed, and cut each other countless times. The airflow generated by the collision of battle qi made a muffled thunder-like sound. Asa desperately wanted to grab or swing the sword, punch or deliver to the opponent. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't succeed. Instead, he took a step back in the constant confrontation.

It was only at this time that he realized it. Although he had already estimated the young cardinal's strength very high, he didn't realize until now that he still underestimated him.

But even so, this battle is still a sure thing. Although it was a step behind him, Talis and the black elf had already arrived. It shouldn't be a problem for the three of them to deal with this opponent.

The cardinal also seemed to be aware of the unfavorable situation, he let out a cold snort, made further progress, and drew his sword again. This time the sword light was actually more turbulent and surging than last time.

It seems that there are some important memories that are about to come out of my mind. But Asa didn't have the slightest intention to catch it at all. He had to advance instead of retreat, otherwise the cardinal would take advantage of this gap to retreat. Meditation has been fully activated, and he can already see the sword containing infinity in front of him.

But just as he summoned up all his strength and fighting spirit to meet the sword light, a cool feeling suddenly emerged from his back.

This thin feeling penetrated his skin, pierced the muscles, pierced the right lung from the two ribs, and then came out from the chest in the same straight and opposite process.

Meditation takes all the tactile sensations into the senses in complete detail. Asa could even hear how every muscle in his body was cut and torn, as well as the sound of blood gushing out of the alveoli causing convulsions.

Whoever sees a sword tip protruding from his chest will only feel horror, but Asa is not, he only feels surprise and anger, a kind of anger that can almost make him forget the pain in his chest . He knew whose sword it was. Know only who can thrust such a sword.

Just after such a pause, the sword light in the Red Bishop's hand has already flashed across his body like lightning. Immediately he fell like a emptied sack.

According to his physical strength and fighting spirit, even if he killed his hands and feet, he would not be so weak. But the cardinal's swords all passed over his joints with the precision of a scalpel in Sandroux's hands, and all his strength was gone at once.

Footed to the ground, Asa could just see Rod Hart behind him, and through his blood-filled eyes, which were almost blood red when looking at everything, Asa saw Rod Hart's handsome face There was no unease in his face, as if it was only natural that he just stabbed his best friend in the back with a sword.

Rod Hart stroked his chest with his right hand, and traces of blood were still oozing from the inside of the armor. The sword just now was indeed not faked at all. He and Bishop Javi exchanged a knowing glance.

At this time, Asa fully understood what was going on.

This is indeed a trap, but it is not a trap for the cardinal, but a trap for himself. He was not mistaken either, Rod Hart's city was indeed deep, and his scheming was indeed sufficient, but such a city and scheming were used to deal with him.

Unrequited rage surged in his chest, and turned into a low beast-like growl in his throat, but was soon turned into a cough by the blood gushing from his lungs. A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

Seeing that the original ally suddenly stabbed Asa from the back with a sword, the temple knights and black elves who ran halfway screamed in unison, but after the exclamation, the two of them fell apart. The response was quite different. Talis yelled angrily and continued to rush towards Bishop Jiawei and Rod Hart, while Elf Xuan turned around and ran away.

Jessica's choice is undoubtedly much more correct than Talis. But at this time, it seems that there is no difference in what kind of choice, Bishop Jiawei took out a scroll from behind and unfolded it. The wave of white magic flashed past, and the light spots of paralysis flashed around Jessica, and she fell to the ground like a puppet.

"You evil necromancer, you still..." Talis didn't have a chance to finish her nonsense. Immediately, he was involved in the fierce sword light storm of the cardinal. Immediately, he was taken to the point where he couldn't even speak.

"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Talis Knight. When did you get mixed up with this guy? This surprised me a lot. Lord Lancelot taught a good apprentice. Bishop Javi sneered. The earth sword has clashed with Talis's sword several times in the blink of an eye.

Talis staggered back and yelled angrily: "Bah. A guy like you is lurking in the Glory Castle. I must... in the name of the Lord, give me the blade that destroys demons..." She had to shut down immediately. Change your mouth. I used a blessing technique for myself to barely withstand the long sword stabbing from the opposite side.

"In the name of the Lord, give me the blade to destroy demons." The cardinal sneered, and at the same time recited the same prayer. Snow-white light lit up on his sword, both the speed of casting spells and the magic power lit up on the sword were far higher than those used by the female knight.

The bodies of the two separated again with the sound of the dense intersecting swords, and it was still Talis who staggered back. A strand of blond hair fell from her head, and a streak of blood appeared on her forehead.

"Without the armor of radiance, do you think you are still my opponent?" The same white magic radiance emanated from both Cardinal and Talis almost at the same time, and they fought together again.

Whether Rod Hart offered to help or not, he had already seen his strength. Finally, Talis was kicked hard in the stomach and bent down in pain. Jia Wei immediately added another palm on her neck, and she also fell to the ground.

"Lancelot kindly asked you to come out and hide, but you ran into my hand yourself. This is good, let me grab a handle to deal with him. His disciple actually assassinated Luo with this assassin The wanted criminals of Bishop Nice and Bishop Eschael have come together, and I believe that no matter who they are, they will be very interested in this matter." Bishop Jiawei smiled triumphantly at the Temple Knight who pushed his perception.

At this time, a group of figures slowly appeared in the distance around. They are moving here in an enveloping formation. These people are all in the same attire, with neat steps and movements, but everyone's footsteps are very light, and their movements are very smooth and concise, approaching here quickly but almost silently. These hundreds of people are actually quite high-level masters.

Asa coughed up another mouthful of blood. It was really heart-wrenching pain, he could hear the blood bubbling from his alveoli, and it felt like his heart was about to fall. But he couldn't help but smile wryly, he knew this group of people, they were all members of the Holy Knights, and there were hundreds of people here, probably the entire Holy Knights came. Even the opportunity to come was so empty, I calculated that my attention must be focused on the cardinal and I would not notice their approach.

But even so, the performances of Rod Hart and Bishop Jiawei just now are still so realistic and hardworking, which shows the effort and painstaking effort put into this trap. He did lose. Although he still couldn't believe that Rod Hart had turned to the necromancer who threatened the queen, the facts were already in front of him, and the sword that pierced his chest was more convincing than anything and inferences.

Bishop Javi came over and looked at Asa on the ground. Although just now his expression was so natural and well hidden, but now there is an almost uncontrollable ecstasy jumping on his face. It's just a trap, but he seems to have accomplished a feat that can be remembered in history.

"I finally won," he said. The voice was a little excited. "And this is just the beginning, I tell you, there are other places where I will win as well."

Asa coughed up another mouthful of blood weakly, but didn't answer, and couldn't answer.

Bishop Jiawei bent down, using white magic with one hand, and pulled out the sword left in Asa's chest with the other. His white magic attainment was unexpectedly no weaker than that of any full-time priest. Asa could feel that his serious injury stopped immediately, and he even recovered a little.

"Do you know why I won?" The cardinal squatted beside Asa, his lowered voice and expression seemed to be showing off, and also seemed to be sighing. Said word by word: "I will give you a word. Character is everything."

Asa's body shook ~IndoMTL.com~ and looked up at Bishop Jawi.

The young cardinal also stared at him, his face was still smiling, and it was more sunny, brighter, and more proud.

The strangely familiar feeling that had been surging during the battle just now was finally rediscovered, and the last bit of fog was cleared up by a single sentence. He remembered someone. Asa looked at him, the disbelief on his face was even worse than when he was attacked by Rod Hart just now, he said with difficulty: "Is it you?"

"Yes, it's me." Bishop Javi, the man who used to be called Clovis, nodded with a smile. Speak in a voice that only the two of you can hear. "I can finally return this sentence to you. Character determines everything. The reason for your failure is the problem of character, because you believe in human nature, but I understand human nature."

"How could it be...it's you..." Ajiesa was still shocked in this utter disbelief.

The cardinal admired with satisfaction the combination of surprise and failure, the face of despair, which he was sure was the most moving expression he had ever seen in his life. He sighed contentedly, and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. I know this should be one of the bottom lines that Mr. Sandro gave me. And I also promised that others will not let you die... ...So don't worry."