Dust of History: Awakening (Part 2)

When the great priest walked into the dungeon, he just saw the cardinal and the marquis coming out. The faces of the two were calm, as if nothing happened. Only then did the great priest heave a sigh of relief. Just now there was a muffled muffled sound of impact from the dungeon, and he could still feel the mixed smell of magic and vindictiveness. He thought that there was a battle below, so he rushed to down.

"It's nothing. Your Majesty the Marquis is here to tell me the words of His Majesty the Pope." Bishop Jiawei signaled to the priest to fight.

Reverend Ryan's eyes turned around the cardinal and the marquis. He really couldn't see anything wrong except that the bishop's expression was a bit complicated. Although he was very puzzled by the weird look shown by this young bishop who had always been in the city, but he was an understanding person, and he didn't want to understand what happened.

Bishop Jiawei's eyes flickered, and the expression on his face seemed to fluctuate more than before. After being silent for a while, as if he had finally made up his mind, he said, "You take Lord Marquis to see that prisoner... just remember to bring Lord Marquis in, and then you don't have to worry about it..."

"Yes." Although he was still very puzzled and felt that something seemed wrong, the reaction of the great priest Ryan became clearer. An old man like him who has no blood and fighting spirit knows very well that the more unpredictable the future is, the more likely there is a hidden background behind it, the better he should not go into it.

"Let's restore it to its original state for the time being. I have executed all the monsters inside. No one else is allowed to go down without my permission. I have something to do with Lord Rodhart first..." the voice of the cardinal Although a little tired, his tone was commanding. It seems that he has accepted the Academy of Magic as a matter of course.

The great priest thought for a while, and seemed to be considering what attitude he should adopt, but finally nodded and answered: "Yes."

After closing the tunnel entrance. Priest Ryan led the Marquis towards the dungeon where the prisoners were held. On the way, he seemed to ask casually: "Inham, have you already worked for His Majesty the Pope in Celeste? The prisoner, the Bishop, said that he was going to be sent to Celeste to His Majesty the Pope... "

The Marquis smiled and replied: "No, I'm not in Leicester. It's our honor to share the worries of His Majesty the Pope occasionally. Your Majesty has a lot of things to do every day, and this prisoner really doesn't need to bother His Majesty, so I will deal with him. Let's go."

"Well..." The great priest really couldn't find any definite clues from these words, so he could only continue to look mature and steady.

The School of Magic is really not small. It took more than ten minutes to go from the cathedral to the dungeon where the prisoners were held. And when Priest Ryan saw the open dungeon door and several priests and guards lying on the ground, he was always so steady and almost jumped up.

"Someone is robbing the prison." The great priest rushed over immediately. The expression of the Marquis also became serious in an instant, and he followed to see what happened.

The guards on the ground were all stunned by heavy methods. Two of them were stripped down to their underwear. This place was originally just a remote cellar, and there was no one around at all, so no one found out and called the police. And these guards and priests obviously didn't get the chance to shout.

The great priest helped a priest up, and the priest slowly opened his eyes under the continuous flashing of the white magic light in his hand. The great priest asked quickly: "What's wrong? How many people attacked you? What kind of people are they?"

The priest answered with difficulty and almost made the great priest jump up: "I'm sorry. I didn't know anything, so I was knocked out..."

The Marquis didn't pay attention to the priests who were knocked unconscious on the ground. He first glanced at the iron door of the cellar. The door was intact and was not opened by violence, but the lock on it was broken. The cross-section of the lock face is not very neat, it can be seen that it was not cut with a magic weapon, and there are some strange sagging marks on the cross-section. Others might not be able to see what's going on. But the Marquis saw it at a glance. This is the dissolution effect that can only be produced after the fire or dark magic power is highly concentrated in an instant.

The guards have their backs to the cellar door. This method of magically breaking the lock can be done silently. If the man moved faster, it should be possible to knock out the completely unsuspecting guards before they have no reaction after opening the door.

Although he didn't inquire carefully, the Marquis also knew that Jia Wei would never be able to lock this person in a place where he could escape without any damage. Moreover, being able to dissolve the lock with magic without the people around him noticing it seems that this is beyond his ability.

Stepping into the dungeon, there is a strange heat wave inside. The steel bar thick as an arm of the cage was not damaged at all, and the lock on it was still dissolved by magic. And the ground in the center of the cage is a piece of cracked ground. That is the unique trace left after being baked at high temperature. It seems that someone set up a stove and burned it here for three days and three nights.

"What is this? This... Among the people who robbed the prison, there is a great magician of the fire department? But the surrounding magic circles are still intact, what's going on..." Great Priest Ryan I also saw these strange traces and screamed.

The Marquis looked at the crack on the ground with a thoughtful expression, he took a deep breath of the hot air in the cellar, as if savoring the meaning hidden in the heat, slowly His face became more and more ugly, and finally he began to feel a little frightened and angry.

"It can't be done. Go and inform Bishop Jiawei, I'll gather people to hunt him down immediately..." The priest turned his head and said to the Marquis, but when he turned his head, he realized that the Marquis had disappeared.

At this time, Asa and Jessica were being brought into the prime minister's mansion by the guards.

Both of them were wearing clothes stripped from the stunned priest. The mask he had been wearing all along had been baked into ashes, and now he had to smear some improvised dust on his face to make it lumpy. Although it looked a bit weird, but with the clothes of the magic academy and the lie of delivering a letter for the bishop, he was still brought in.

The guards brought them into the study where the prime minister works. Xiao Yi, who was dressed in an official uniform, was leaning against the desk and looking at the documents absently. From her expression and eyes, it can be seen that she doesn't seem to be in a good mood these days. Hearing that the people were already there, she just asked without raising her head, "What's the matter? What's the matter with Bishop Jiawei? He was acting weird at my place two days ago, and I asked someone to invite him, but he didn't come... "

"Master Prime Minister, the matter I reported is very confidential, please ask others to avoid it, okay?" Asa said with his head bowed.

Xiao Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then her body shook. She recognized the voice.

"Well, this pastor has a confidential and important report, so you all step back for now. Close the door, and remember that there is no order from me. No one is allowed to come in, you understand?" Xiaoyi took a deep breath, Speak to the guards and the two clerks and secretaries next to him in as calm a tone as possible.

Everyone backed out, and the door of the study was closed. Asa wiped his face with his hand, and all the camouflage turned into dust and scattered down. He looked up at her, and smiled.

There are sourness, bitterness, vicissitudes and sweetness in this smile. He no longer had the worries, shyness, and hesitation of the past, and gave all the emotions in his heart to the other party like the spring breeze in the wilderness.

Xiao Yi also smiled. Neither of them spoke. Language is superfluous at this time. Words though are a tool to convey emotion. But real emotion cannot be carried by words.

Asa strode up to Xiaoyi. Reaching out to wrap her in his arms. Say softly: "I'm sorry."

Xiaoyi was slightly taken aback by his different actions than in the past, but then melted into the embrace of this person who had appeared in memories and dreams countless times, and said softly: "I'm sorry, idiot."

The body in the arms is so soft and warm, as if all the warmth and softness of this private office are gathered here at this moment. Every inch of skin on the body feels this gentleness. That feeling went straight to the deepest part of my soul. The end of the nose smelled her again. I used to think that I had forgotten this shame, but it was only when I revisited it that I realized that the fragrance had already been imprinted in the deepest part of my soul.

Unknowingly, there are tears in the corners of the eyes. That is not sadness, nor much joy, but the comfort expressed by suppressed and accumulated emotions. He put his mouth next to her ear, felt the softness of the hair on the side of her mane like water through his dry lips, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

"Fool." There were tears in the corner of her eyes. Just smiled and hugged him tightly, repeating that sentence.

In the corner of the room, the black elf looked at the two people hugging each other. Her eyes and expressions were very strange, complex and complicated, but one could tell that the most serious one was loneliness.

Maybe it's been a long time, maybe it didn't take long, the people in this room don't have a fixed concept of time. Xiaoyi said softly: "Why did you come here at this time? Do you know how worried I was during this time? The cardinal suddenly became very strange after he found your knife at my place that day. I looked at him , I suddenly felt a strange and frightening feeling..."

Asa sighed softly and said, "You will never know who that guy is."

"Is it someone we knew before?" Xiaoyi asked.

"It's not just acquaintance." Asa smiled wryly. "Actually, even now, I feel really hard to believe that guy's true identity... I never thought that guy is still alive, and he will come back here with this identity... Don't worry, don't worry, there is I am here, and I will protect you."

"Who are you talking about?" Xiaoyi asked with a frown.

At this moment, the door of the study room was suddenly opened. A person pushed the door open, smiled and said in a polite and slightly apologetic voice, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Xiaoyi and Asa parted reflexively. And Asa immediately remembered that there was no cover on his face now. He hurriedly wanted to turn around and bow his head, while fighting spirit and magic power were condensed in his hands at the same time. But the moment he turned around, he saw the person who came in, and he was taken aback.

At this time, Xiaoyi also saw the person coming, and said in surprise, "Lord Marquis?"

"Huh? Why are you here?" The Marquis saw Asa with a surprised expression on his face. He walked over, smiled and stretched out his hand to Asa's shoulder. "I haven't seen you for so many days. Are you okay?"

Marquis’s expression is indeed very friendly, and his movements are also very natural. It is indeed the reaction when he sees an acquaintance whom he has not seen for a long time. Even Asa subconsciously recalls the friendly memory of this old acquaintance. It's all a good impression, and it's by no means wary. But Asa looked at the hand that was stretched out naturally without the slightest smell of fireworks to express intimacy and friendliness, but knew that it was best not to let him touch it.

Not intuitive. Intuitively speaking, he even had a good impression of this person, and that thought was the judgment made by his vigilance and thinking in just a few blinks of an eye.

Before, he would not be wary of this person. But now that he knew the true identity of Bishop Jiawei, the identity of this person had to be cast a strange shadow. Although those hands are indeed soft and weak. Without the slightest vindictiveness and magical fluctuations, he could even squeeze it into sauce within a tenth of a second if he wanted to, but the strange appearance of this person at a strange time in this strange environment still made him have to be a little wary . So Asa reached out around the friendly palm to grab his wrist.

The palm was still limp and limp, but it turned and turned very well, still very slow and friendly. But it patted Asa's wrist to grab his wrist.

Asa retracted his hand, then stretched it out again. This time, he already had Dou Qi and the sound of wind and thunder on his hands. As long as it is caught by him, even a whole piece of marble will be crushed into pieces. Moreover, the speed with which he reached out was enough to catch the arrow shot from the crossbow.

But the Marquis's hand changed its direction very slowly and slightly, and met Asa's palm again. Not only does the hand not have the slightest vindictiveness, but even the muscles are not very developed. It seems that there will be absolutely no good end if it touches the hand that is spreading the vindictiveness and the muscles are protruding. They all hope to shoot it in Asa.

Since the other party wants to shoot. Then absolutely not let him shoot. Out of this strange thought and idea, Asa had to stop again. And this time because he used too much force when he shot. So when he stopped, he had to sink his waist and immediately took a step back. There was an unpleasant creaking sound from the floor under his feet, and his feet actually sank half an inch into the floor.

The Marquis also retired. But he didn't retreat as sparks as Asa did. His movements are still so casual, and every step back is a big step.

The distance between Asa and Xiaoyi was already very close, and the Marquis seemed to retreat to Xiaoyi's side intentionally or unintentionally with this step. Asa's face changed.

"Master Marquis, didn't anyone outside stop you when you came in?" Although Xiaoyi could see the strange movements of the palms between the two, she still didn't understand what was going on. She suddenly arrived at the place where she had issued an order just now not to allow anyone to approach. She has always had a good impression of the Marquis and the friendly smile on the Marquis's face made her not at all defensive. It just feels weird.

"I stopped it. But I can't stop it." The Marquis still smiled so kindly and friendly, and at the same time, the other hand also held Xiaoyi's hand kindly and naturally.

Marquis' expression, voice, and demeanor are all too perfect and natural. So Xiaoyi didn't even feel that there was anything wrong with his answer until a feeling of numbness spread from the Marquis's wrist to her whole body in an instant, and she felt something was wrong.

Just as Asa was about to move, the Marquis' eyes immediately fixed him there. The expression of the Marquis is still very gentle, and his smile and voice are as gentlemanly as if he was attending the highest royal banquet, but the cold light in the deepest part is enough for people to understand his meaning: "You better not move."

The floor under Asa's feet let out an overwhelming moan again~IndoMTL.com~ The force that was about to erupt just now was forced back, causing his feet to sink a little further to the floor. The veins on his hands and forehead appeared, and the bloodshot eyes became heavier.

"Don't worry, it's my hand that caught it." The Marquis raised the hand that was about to slap Asa several times just now. "Not this hand."

The hand raised by the Marquis is long and slender, and the bones are as clear as a sculpture. It is white and clear, and it vividly expresses the temperament that an artist should have. There is a ring on the **** of this hand.

The ring is very elegant and delicate, and it matches this hand very well. But now there was a thin, barely visible needle running across the ring. If the Marquis hadn't shown it so deliberately, I'm afraid no one would have noticed.

"The toxin from the tail of the dragonfly in Tatalia, the branches and leaves of the black mist grass that is special in the Lizard Swamp, the sunset flowers from Dejagu, and the toxin from the tail of the manticore in Niyao underground are mixed together and cursed with dark magic. , In addition, this ring also has rotting corpse poison in necromantic magic... Don't underestimate this needle, although it is small, but if it is pierced, I bet even the strongest behemoth will be affected. No." The Marquis casually introduced the ring on his hand, and at the same time glanced at Xiao Yi who could not move. "Of course, she can't bear it even more."