Dust of History Chapter 106: Variable (10)

Adela said something softly again, which was still something that only Lancelot could hear clearly, and the surprise on Lancelot's face finally calmed down and became quiet. The murderous look in his eyes had disappeared, and he looked at Adela's nod and slowly replied: "I understand...Since this is His Majesty's intention, then I will definitely assist you..."

"En." Adela nodded with a smile. His smile is still as good-looking as a woman, but now there is an indescribable majesty and thickness in it. "Your Majesty is right, Mr. Lancelot, you are really trustworthy."

"It's alright, it's alright." Although the cardinal and several great priests didn't know what was going on, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Contrary to everyone else, Bishop Inham's bright smile just now had disappeared. The look that had been in Lancelot's eyes was now in his eyes, and now it was his turn to look at Adela, as if piercing the smiling face with his eyes, to see what was underneath. .

"Talis, show Bishop Adela what Bishop Inham said was his."

"But teacher..." Talis still hesitated, she knew the identity of the acting pope.

Lancelot didn't care, and said lightly: "Bishop Adela has now acted as the pope, and he is now His Majesty the Pope. You don't have to worry about it."

"Yes." Talis nodded. She took out the emerald green leaf from her bosom, and the radiance from the leaf immediately dyed the faces of the surrounding people green. "This is it..."

"Oh?" Lancelot and Adela let out a low exclamation at the same time, not only their faces, but even their eyes were dyed with leaves.

"Your Majesty, I don't think this will belong to Bishop Inham." The astonishment only flashed across Lancelot's face, and then he sneered, and from Talis's hand Take the leaf of the world tree. He looked at Inham. I don't know if it was a distracted slip of the tongue or he has completely admitted Adela's identity, and even changed his title.

Ingem's eyes suddenly lit up, then dimmed, and he also sneered, but there was more than half of a bitter smile in this sneer, and his face was already a little blue.

"It sure doesn't belong to him. It seems that Bishop Inham made a mistake." Adela glanced at Inham and nodded. "Did this little girl bring this thing? I'll ask her later..."

"I'm sorry, Lord Adela. Lord Lancelot. It is indeed my mistake. It is not mine." Inham sighed suddenly, and bowed to the two. "It's just my excitement. It's just a mistake. The dispute with Knight Talis is also a misunderstanding..."

"Oh, so it is." Adela and Lancelot glanced at each other.

Inham backed up and continued, "I suddenly remembered that there is something urgent. The friend who treated the child may have finished the treatment. There are orcs everywhere now. I have to go and see."

Inham backed away at first. Lancelot immediately took a step forward, but Adela waved his hand and stopped Lancelot. "Well, you can go, Bishop Inham. I also hope that Mr. Stephen can really heal Bishop Jiawei..."

Looking at Inham's figure quickly going away, Lancelot said softly: "He seems to know... Isn't this letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Adela shook her head slightly, and said in a voice that could only be heard by Lancelot: "There is no way to do that. The current environment and situation are not suitable... and he might not How dare you, judging from his desperate desire for the leaves of the World Tree, Stephen should not be able to completely cure his son, he may come back and beg us..."

Standing beside Talis, the faces of the cardinal and the great priests were all extremely confused. They were completely puzzled by the words of these three people, and could not imagine what was going on.

Adela's appearance is still gentle and soft, but her tone and demeanor are completely gone from the frivolity and changeability of the past. He looked at the crowd of beasts gathered in the square. He said lightly: "Now this is the most important thing. As long as this is resolved, everything else will be much easier. I'm really a little surprised... How could Sedros use such a risky method and put all his eggs in one basket? , why is Gru the only one, where is he himself? Is there something in it..."

"No matter what, we will win if we wipe out all these orcs. Oufu has already lost because he is dead." Lancelot said lightly. But there was no look of triumph on his face.

Although there were so many twists and turns and so many unexpected adventures, we still won in the end. Everything is within our control. "Adela took the leaf of the world tree from Lancelot's hand and held it tightly in his hand. In his hand, the brilliance of the white king's ring and the green leaf of the world tree reflected each other. He used He touched his face with his hand, and even squeezed it, as if he wanted to feel the elasticity and texture of the body, sighed, "Is it luck that the all-or-nothing bet succeeded? I really want to think that this is God's favor..."

"Report..." A swordsman covered in fresh food yelled and rushed towards him, staggering and stumbling. It can be seen that he was seriously injured. He was about to rush directly towards the Temple of Light. "I want to see Your Majesty, I have a very urgent military report..."

"Is there anything to report? Tell me quickly." Lancelot frowned.

"Where's Your Majesty? Where's Your Majesty?" The swordsman swayed, unable to stand still, and seemed to be a little confused. He had several severe injuries on his body. The two great priests hurried forward to support him and used healing magic.

"I saw... I saw that he seemed to rush out of the orc..." Talis, who supported Aimei, said.

"I am Sousa, a court swordsman under General Erasia Oring, and I have an urgent military situation to report to Your Majesty..." The swordsman bent down and coughed, coughing up a large cloud of blood. Being able to break out alive from the large number of orcs around the teleportation magic circle, the strength of this swordsman is already quite good. But no one cares about this anymore, what he said while coughing up blood has shocked everyone. "Dragon... the dragon is coming..."

"A huge black dragon has destroyed Erathia's palace and is flying towards Celeste..."

On the other side, Inham has already rushed back to the basement.

Completely different from the usual low-key behavior, he almost bombed and killed all the way back there. Whether it's a swordsman, a priest, or an orc or a bull, all things that stand in his way are blown into pieces, burnt into coke, and corroded into zombies. He has even used death without any scruples. spirit magic.

His mood has never been so bad, almost out of control. He had guessed what was going on.

There is no such thing as a slip of the tongue, and what is blurted out inadvertently is the truest thought of a person, and Inham is very clear about this. From Lancelot's "Your Majesty", Inham knew that Adela was no longer Adela, not some cardinal who acted as the pope, but Gwen Magnus, the real Pope.

The appearance, posture, voice, and even the smell have not changed in any way, but that is indeed the real Pope Magnus. Or rather Adela's body, Magnus' mind. Only in this way can the abnormal reaction of Lancelot and Adela be explained.

Reincarnation and rebirth, the most advanced spell of soul magic. Soul magic, a magic system that has been regarded as heresy by the church for hundreds of years and is almost extinct, is more difficult to master than spiritual magic, and fewer people practice it. But it was unexpected that Magnus could use the ring to use this magic in the end, and it actually made him succeed.

Is it the relationship between that idiot Adela who thought she killed Magnus, and then couldn't wait to put the ring on...? Perhaps, in fact, Magnus had always cultivated him as his replacement body. Even so, that magic has only one tenth chance of success...

Is it luck? This is something that no one who is good at calculating can calculate~IndoMTL.com~It is uncertain, but it can change everything. Now that things have come to this, is it just because of such a lucky reason that all the arrangements and all the efforts are all in vain?

But since it happened, no matter how unwilling you are, you have to face it. Inham collected himself and walked into the basement.

"Oh, you're back, how is it going?" Stephen asked, already sitting on a wooden chair beside him.

The soft bed was already stained with blood, and Jia Wei lay quietly in the center of the pool of blood. There were scars all over his naked body, but it was obvious that he was much stronger than his original body. In the corner of the basement, a pile of rubbish-like things were piled up there, which should have been the bodies of two dead knights.

"It's nothing." Inham's expression had returned to normal, and he just shook his head lightly. "What about you? Teacher Stephen."

"I have good news for you." Stephen had a smug smile on his face.

"Good interest?" Inham was taken aback. Hearing this word in this situation at this time made him a little uncomfortable. He really didn't expect this thing to appear.