Dust of History Chapter 46: Short peace (part 1)

No matter how severe it is, there seems to be nothing that cannot be cured under the cardinal's white magic. But no matter how advanced and exquisite white magic is, it can't restore the exhausted power of the paladin. The Holy Light Cross Sword, which could no longer be used in the first place, used up all of Lancelot's combat energy and magic power, and even more than half of his vitality in the final blow. Even though he can barely stand now, he is no different from ordinary people for the time being.

The glorious battle armor scattered all over the place left everyone in the church stunned. The Glorious Armor is not a wine glass. It is not a glass that will shatter when touched head-on. It is not only extremely tough, but also can automatically recover from damage under the influence of white magic. What power can destroy this treasure of Celeste. But now they just saw it with their own eyes.

"Unexpectedly, you are better. It's a pity that the task His Majesty gave me seems impossible to complete." Lancelot wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Gru and said lightly. His demeanor and voice did not have the anger and depression of a loser, and his brown eyes were still as calm and dignified as a mountain. Just a little regret.

"You are my good opponent." There were black flames burning in Gru's eyes. His injury also recovered under the treatment of Sedros and Asa. His situation is a little bit better than Lancelot's, but only a little bit, maybe any templar can confront him now.

But this is clearly never going to happen. Even if there are no elves around or any other people hindering him, and this person is dying of blood, no one will draw a sword against him. dare not.

"I seldom remember the enemies I killed, but I will always remember you." Gru stretched out his hand, pointing at Lancelot with that slender finger. He sighed again. "It's a pity that we probably won't have the chance to have such a hearty match in the future. The rare one-on-one time like this is running out."

Lancelot nodded. The identities of the two are too special, and it is unlikely that there will be external forces suppressing the helpers around them like today.

"Okay, okay, it's great that everyone didn't suffer any injuries. That's all for today, Tula Leon never welcomes any unnecessary fights. Mr. Sedros and Mr. Asa are ours Friends. Friends from Glorious Castle are definitely not our enemies. Let’s reconcile today.”

The elf elder's tone was very kind, but the bows and arrows of so many elves around him were always stretched, which made his words much more persuasive.

"Friend?" Adela turned around and said with a cold snort. "Bring over the leader of the thieves who can still speak." Immediately, a templar flew away, and after a while, he came with Isis tied into a dumpling.

Adela looked at Elder Lloyd and asked, "Dear Elder Elf. Don't you think it's strange that a group of thieves can break your barrier many times?"

"Actually, I don't know, but I can probably guess it." Adela smiled. He gave Sedros a meaningful look. "We'll find out if we come to verify it now. What do you say, Mr. Sedros."

Elder Lloyd followed Adela's line of sight and gave Sedros a strange look, his face full of doubts. Sedros was also full of doubts. Frowning, he shrugged at Lloyd, expressing his incomprehension. Then he nodded to the cardinal and made a gesture of invitation. "Of course, my lord bishop." Adela stared firmly at Sedros's expression. Those black and white eyes were full of doubtful light, the white brows were tightly wrinkled, and that thin face was full of doubts, doubts, puzzles, and even every slightest wrinkle was confessing to the master. Mood. No matter how suspicious or observant a person is, they can't find the slightest flaw under such a face.

Adela sighed secretly. In fact, he also understood that it was unlikely that the other party would turn against each other. Even if Sedros is indeed manipulating behind the thieves, he definitely has a way to not show any flaws.

However, as a result of this, what should be asked should still be asked. Adela looked down at Isis who was thrown on the ground. Question: "If you don't want to howl to death at the stake, just tell me why you attacked Tula Leon and how you were able to break the enchantment of the forest."

Isis trembled all over on the ground, like a mouse that has been skinned under the cat's claws. Looking at the templars and dense elves around him, he exhausted all his strength to be able to keep himself from defecation and incontinence at the same time. Trembling, he replied: "Yes... yes... a necromancer from Dijagu...he asked us to find a leaf with magical power..."

"Necromancer?" Adela frowned and asked sharply, "Are you sure?"

"Yes yes yes... I dare to confirm in the name of my Lord's holiness and brilliance. The Lord's supreme wisdom can see everything." Isis sensed the importance of the bishop, and thought he had the capital to survive, so he was in a hurry He swears in the accent he practiced at the Academy of Magic many years ago. "The mage is wearing a silver skull mask. I can see that it is made of Mithril, and a lot of magic has been solidified on it. It is only available to necromancers..."

"The scroll was also given to us by him... I have said everything, my lord bishop, I found in your radiance a radiance and warmth comparable to that of God, and I swear that I will surrender to the Lord from now on. In the arms, no, it is at your feet, I used to be a member of the Enfast Academy of Magic, I will definitely be useful..." Isis finished all he could say, and began to beg for mercy at length.

Adela frowned and gestured to a templar. The templar swung his sword down, and Isis's mouse-like hunchbacked head rolled to the ground with blood, and his twisted limbs twisted and twitched as much as possible before they stopped moving.

"So it's the guys from Di Yagu... No wonder they have such a scroll." Elder Lloyd nodded.

Cedros frowned and sighed, and said to the Elf Elder: "The necromancers have always been omnipotent. The Forest of Whispers is a perfect example. Now that they have discovered it, can you Be careful. This time I heard that there are thieves plotting evil in the Tula Leone forest, and I felt that there was something behind the scenes, so I asked Mr. Asa to sneak in first. But I didn’t expect it to happen like this in the end. Big misunderstanding."

Sedros's expression is still so sincere, sorry. Behaved close to perfection. Even Adela doubted whether this was really the case.

"Those who can use necromantic magic may not necessarily be people from Dejagu." The cardinal glanced at Asa and said. He is now in an extremely depressed mood. Although he was somewhat prepared for the Sedros guys, what he didn't expect was that the thief leader would say so confidently that behind him was the Necromancer Guild.

"You are absolutely right." Elder Elf immediately nodded in admiration. "Magic is just a skill, not a proof of identity. However, the necromancers of Dejagu have indeed coveted our family's fetishes for a long time. Mr. Asa once sacrificed his life to **** our sacred objects here, so whether he is outside How is it in the human kingdom, at least here we must ensure his safety."

Adela's eyes twitched. Did not speak. He knew that today he could only return empty-handed.

These people in front of them are all opponents they dream of killing. One mana is running out, and the other is exhausted. These two people are confidantes no matter whether they stand on the cardinal or another position. If he is fully sure to win them on other occasions, it is a pity that now he is also fully sure that he will do it with one order. , the elves must not be able to watch.

I still have ten unscathed templars and a temple knight on my side, plus I still have a few top-level magic scrolls. In fact, it is possible to solve these two under the obstruction of the elves. But that's not very sure. More importantly, he was sure that at least half of the arrows of the surrounding elves were aimed at him. Whether the opponent's life is more important or one's own life is more important, there is no need to consider this kind of question.

Adela's eyes swept over the faces of Gru, Sedros, and Asa one by one. His eyes were not fierce. Even the soft face couldn't pretend to be a bit ferocious, but everyone could feel the flame burning under those eyes. Finally, it landed on Luya who was next to Elder Lloyd, looking at the emerald green leaf and sighing.

Elder Lloyd also sighed, but he was looking at Adela. He had already noticed the cardinal from the first time he looked at the leaf when he first appeared.

Asa didn't pay attention to the dialogue at all, he was looking at a templar. The sanctuary was looking at him, too, with a strange smile on its lips.

Asa found it very strange that this was not the first time this person had looked at him. Every time the eyes met, he couldn't feel the hostility it should have. Those blue eyes like the sea gave him a strange feeling of hazy familiarity. Although he could definitely feel that the samurai's smile was not fake, a sense of disgust and hostility subconsciously rose from his mind. It seemed that the silt that had been deposited in my mind for many years was suddenly rippled by the thrown stones. But he can be sure that this is the first time he has seen this person, as long as he sees that handsome sunny face once, he will never forget it.

"It seems that we can only stop here today. Let's wait and see." Adela said lightly, then turned around and led the Templar Knights and Templars back the way they came.

"Please tell His Majesty Magnus that we Tula Leon will never be Celeste's enemy." Elder Lloyd waved his hand, the elves retreated like a tide, and the cardinal made way.

Looking at the disappearing figure of the cardinal, Elder Lloyd murmured to himself: "It will probably be troublesome in the future..."

"The trouble that should come will come sooner or later." Sedros walked over and smiled at him. "Today is just a rare opportunity. Maybe we should discuss how to solve future troubles together."

"Actually, we can take this opportunity to solve some of the troubles first." Asa looked at the figure going away, and said to the elf elder. "Four temple knights, ten temples. This must be a big blow to the church..."

"That's helping you, Oufu, to solve some of your troubles~IndoMTL.com~Because the army of the religious countries in the Western Continent must spend time razing Tula Leon before attacking you." Elder Lloyd looked at him and smiled wryly. After a while, he said: "Not to mention that we are not sure to kill them all before they use the teleportation scroll. No matter what, the bishop boy and the paladin will escape."

Sedros patted Elder Lloyd on the shoulder and said, "So let's discuss it carefully..."

The next day.

The first rays of sunshine in the morning appeared on the horizon, and the air passing through the forest was extremely clear. Every breath felt like being soaked in the chest and abdomen by the thousands of years of snow on the highest mountain in the world.

Asa stood at the top of the tree house and felt the incomparably beautiful morning. He is not the kind of person who is easy to feel, but when a person wears a mask almost all the time for half a year, he is always alert to the danger that may befall his head at any time, and lives in killing and fighting every day. Through the trees, I can see the traces of yesterday's battle, the cracked and sunken ground, and the broken trees, but now the elves and unicorns are walking gracefully in the forest, and the tranquility and harmony around them no longer have the slightest taste of yesterday's swords and swords.

"Hey, Elder Lloyd told you to come over." Luya called Asa coldly from under the tree.