The Devil’s Cage Chapter 105: Deception
At night, the Thunder resounded through the entire Atandin Castle again.
People who have just fallen asleep have been awakened, but none of them got up to observe, just grunted in dissatisfaction, and then retracted their heads to the warm blanket again.
You know, in Atandin, the most unbearable thing is to get out of the bed on a winter night.
Former Gino is no exception.
This young knight is always struggling with his bed and bed because of his duty and patrol in the middle of the night. Every time he always feels that he is sealed on the bed, he does not want to move.
At that time, he always felt that everything except the bed was Far Away Place.
However, he will eventually reach Far Away Place.
Once it was because of a sense of mission.
And now?
Touched the pillowed scabbard.
Gino's eyes are struggling.
Then all struggles became firm.
He just wanted to live.
Boom, boom.
"Gino Knight?"
After knocking on the door, a strange voice came.
"Come on."
Speaking of such words, Ginola opened the door.
There is no hesitation or vigilance.
It’s supposed to be safe in the cathedral, isn’t it?
A Deacon of ‘Dark Hall’ stood outside the door, telling the corners of the costume that the person in front of Gino and the person who had previously blocked him in the room were a class of people.
The difference is that the previous two are cold.
Smile in front of you.
"Deacon Your Excellency, what's the matter?"
Gino asked kindly.
"Master Mortol wants to see you, please come with me."
Deacon answered respectfully.
Then, on one side, with a half-bend gesture, he made a please gesture.
An ordinary guardian knight is certainly not worthy of a respectful Deacon, but a guardian knight summoned by the Privy Council is worth doing.
"Okay."
Gino nodded and did not sort it out, just walked behind the Deacon and walked towards the depths of the cathedral.
As a guardian knight of the cathedral, Gino did not really understand the cathedral.
In fact, most of the range of activities of the guardian knights are limited to the first half of the cathedral, the second half of the cathedral? Unless it has a special identity, otherwise it is impossible to enter.
Following behind Deacon, all the way to the second half of the cathedral.
Gino looked around curiously.
Unlike the magnificent rumor, there is no **** ground.
Same as the first half of the cathedral, the same architectural style and decoration are similar, except...
A glance at a large number of near-decent ‘Dark Hall’ Deacon, Gino takes a deep breath.
He never thought there would be so many people in ‘Dark Hall’.
More than he thought.
Then he subconsciously prepared to pray.
Pray to the God of ‘Mist’.
However, quickly, youngster reacted.
He quickly changed his prayer.
Prayer words that originally pointed to the **** "Mist" changed to point to "War God", and with the prayer to War God, the face of Gino became intolerable and both eyes was more pure and firm.
It seems that the previous experience is long gone.
......
The Mortol sitting in the small hall has a serious face.
The information I got from Your Highness is far more serious than he thought.
Not only does there really exist such a person, but, according to the meaning of Your Highness, the other party seems to have appeared very early, far from Viper Sect before ‘Black Disaster’.
Of course, the Privy Council did not think that Viper Sect was deceiving him.
It’s nothing more than Viper Sect.
For this reason, Mortol considers it normal.
You know, that guy who can even deceive Your Highness.
Not only deceived Your Highness, but also let the other party's messenger mix in.
As soon as he thought about what Sean did, the princely bishop became gritted.
"It must be eradicated!"
Mortol makes a fist violently.
Compared to this hidden existence, the Atandin royal family, Demon Hunter, Quiet Night Secret Society, etc. are nothing.
Because these forces are on the bright side.
They are all familiar with them.
Some behaviors are branded in the bones, they only need to glance at them, they can know each other, and they will abide by the rules between each other.
But the hidden existence is different.
Look at what the other party is doing.
This time, if heirs of that person who are not Atandin and Viper Sect are vigilant, once the opponent is successful, a real war will be inevitable.
War God Temple will never fear any enemy.
It can never be used by others!
Especially such a guy!
"Cholera world?".
"How could I let you succeed!"
"The whole world belongs to me!"
Mortol heart said silently.
Then he looked in the direction of the gate.
The door of the small hall is not closed, so Mortol can see the young knight who followed Deacon at a glance.
"I hope you don’t let me down!"
With this thought, Mortol stood up.
"Master Bishop."
Deacon and Gino salute together.
Mortol waved at Deacon, indicating that after the other person left, he looked at Gino.
"Gino, are you loyal to Your Highness?"
Mortol asked.
"I am willing to use my life to protect the honor of Your Highness."
The young knight knelt on one knee without hesitation, and answered.
The moment the words fell, the young knight gleamed with a faint white glow.
It's not really white, but what people see is really white.
Tough and thick.
This represents "loyalty" to War God!
Or, yes, faith.
Looking at such a firm belief in front of him, a smile appeared on Mortol's serious face.
"Get up, my boy."
As he said, Mortol lifted his hand and helped the young knight up.
"I have arranged for someone to teach you all kinds of knowledge."
"Include the Sword Art you want."
"Not just Basic, advanced/Evolve."
The Bishop Privy said softly.
Obviously, after confirming the belief of the young knight in front of him, Mortol was completely relieved.
This is a test laid by Your Highness himself. He does not think that there is anything that can deceive that person Your Highness.
Similarly, such a smart, keen and loyal youngster deserves everything the other party deserves.
......
"Want to deceive a god?"
"Hard!"
"It's too hard!"
"I can't do that!"
Superior Evil Spirit sighed. Then, at the next moment, a smirk appeared in the corner of his mouth. He shook his finger, facing his boss, and said proudly: "It is very simple to deceive a mortal. What people are best at is self-deception."
"You gave him a hint?"
"A good choice."
"But be careful."
Kieran is evaluating and reminding.
"Relax, boss."
"I will never fake it."
"And, I have more than one backhand."
Superior Evil Spirit is guaranteed.
As for this, Kieran asked no more.
Since the guarantee is made, then Superior Evil Spirit will certainly be able to do it. Kieran believes in his own Follower.
Superior Evil Spirit can feel such trust in with no difficulty.
Not unreal.
Yes, it's real.
Look at the contractual power deep in its soul.
It is already shining far beyond the sun.
In this regard, Superior Evil Spirit has no trouble in his heart.
It's already a fate.
Although it still wants to return to West Coast now.
Tread, tread.
Familiar footsteps are heard outside the tent.
"Master Bishop, His Royal Highness Colin, Viscount Little, Earl Valentin Seek See."
The sound of Rogart sounds.
"Invite two Your Excellencys to come in."
Superior Evil Spirit said this, with a pair of Kieran gaze, in the latter slightly nodded, walked straight out.
Some things already doomed, Kieran does not want to participate.
Just give it to your own Follower.
The Follower with Superior Evil Spirit is so easy to use, but it is also a hands-on person, either a fool or a lack of ten stacks of contracts scroll.
Fortunately, Kieran is neither.
......
"Little, do you really want to do this?"
"It’s useless for us to form an alliance with ‘Mist’Church?”
"And, is it worth using that secret to change?"
"That's what we paid for at a great price!"
The Count Valentin couldn't help asking again.
In fact, this is the fourth time he has asked along the way.
And every time he gets the same answer.
This time?
No exception.
"Worth it!"
"The benefits of forming an alliance with ‘Mist’Church will be far beyond our imagination."
The squinting Little is like a real fox, and people can’t help but think of words such as cunning.
The same answer again, making Earl Valentin scratch his head uncontrollably.
He swayed his bloated body, took short legs, and walked around next to Viscount Little.
Valentin has no doubt about the wisdom of his cousin.
However, this method of saying half and half is really disgusting.
If it was someone else, he had already drawn a sword and cut down the opponent.
But your own cousin?
He can't do it.
Hoo!
With a sigh, the Valentin Earl seemed like a discouraged ball.
Forget it.
Everything is left to the cousin.
This is true every time.
I only have to obey the command.
After such thoughts appeared in heart, Earl Valentin completely relaxed, and then he began to really look at the temporary camp of ‘Mist’ Church.
Simple, but good defensive measures.
Valentin, a hereditary aristocrat, naturally looked down on that tent.
But the education he received allowed him to understand that the layout was quite reasonable.
Look at the tower that looks like a ruin, enough to see the camp and everything around you, only need a team of 4-6 guards to play a tenfold role.
If another trench is dug, paired with a few War Dog, and the antlers are placed, it is enough to withstand the charge of 4-500 people.
"People should be experts."
"But not orthodox, are the mercenaries born?"
Count Valentin guessed.
As for Silvaca?
Sorry, Count Valentin is not good at thinking.
He prefers to hand over such things to Little.
What I just said is just a subconscious thought.
This behavior pattern did not change until Superior Evil Spirit was seen.
"Good evening, Bishop Simon."
After saluting in accordance with the etiquette of the nobility, Valentin stepped back and handed over everything to Little.
"How is your body recovering?"
Superior Evil Spirit asked Little.
"thanks to you."
"After the toxins have been expelled, they are basically harmless."
"Thank you again for your life-saving grace."
Little replied with a smile, with a touch of closeness in his expression.
No one was surprised by this closeness.
After all, that's life-saving grace.
Only Superior Evil Spirit knows what this closeness represents, so its attitude is more gentle and natural.
"No need to thank you again."
"Little, you have said it countless times."
"And my answer is the same: saving you is just a coincidence I thought I caught the guy's tail."
Superior Evil Spirit explained.
"That guy?"
Little was taken aback.
Valentin, who has nothing to do, has also attracted attention.
"Uh."
Superior Evil Spirit nodded and pondered, and then he smiled bitterly: "Although I should tell Little everything to you, but please understand that I also have a pain, this matter is too broad, I Unable to speak clearly."
"Understood!"
"A lot of things, we are involuntarily."
"But for things like alliances, we can still make our own decisions."
Little first nodded, then said with a smile.
"Alignment?"
Superior Evil Spirit expressed surprise.
"Yes, align!"
"In order to show sincerity, I am willing to tell you a secret."
"True identity of the that person Gino knight!"
Little lowered the sound.
"True identity of Gino Knight?"
Superior Evil Spirit was really surprised this time.
"Yes, he is also the direct bloodline of the royal family."
"According to the blood, he should be the cousin of His Royal Highness Colin."
"In short, he is the child of His Majesty VI."
Little explained.
"Sister VI?"
Superior Evil Spirit is puzzled.
As far as he knows, the Atandin royal family is almost in the same line. Coupled with the curse of the witch, there has been no sisters since the second.
"That was a mistake left by His Majesty V during his expedition to the South."
"I have detailed evidence to prove everything I said."
"Moreover, some Secret Technique is enough to prove bloodline."
The words of Little make the brain of Superior Evil Spirit rotate rapidly.
It smells unusual opportunities here.
Maybe something can be done to maximize the benefits.
Some thoughts started to come out of Superior Evil Spirit 's mind, but on the surface, it didn't stop.
"This secret surprised me."
"I am willing to accept this secret~IndoMTL.com~I am also willing to accept your alliance with Little."
"Similarly, I will also tell you the previous secret."
Speaking of which, Superior Evil Spirit takes a deep breath.
"In Atandin, apart from War God, Ms. that person, and Your Highness, there is a god."
"Real spirits."
"Hiding in the dark, cholera everything."
"What?!"
Little and Valentin exclaimed together.
Looking at the surprised two, Superior Evil Spirit continued unhurriedly.
"And we, the royal family, War God Temple, Quiet Night Secret Society are ready to unite and deal with."
"Of course, there are..."
"You guys!"