Honorary title of the system

Chapter 194

Ignoring the other party's small movements, Andre's eyes fell on the dark carriage in front of the door. The carriage's carriage

The wheel sunk deeply, leaving deep marks on the surrounding roads. It seemed that it could not bear the weight of the cargo it carried.

"Is everything delivered?" Andre asked amusedly, looking back at the other party's nervous look.

"Well, you got a lot of iron ore you want, but Captain, these unsmelted minerals are useless!" Seeing that the other party was not entangled in his yelling, Gore was secretly relieved at first, and then Frowning again, he said in a puzzled way.

"Hey, you don't need to worry about this." He dunked on the opponent's head with his fingers. Before the opponent could react, Andre's figure had already passed him and walked straight to the carriage.

Lifting off the black cloth that covered it, what was placed in the carriage were neatly arranged black cargo boxes, about a dozen in total.

Picking up a black cargo box in one hand, Andre walked straight into the courtyard.

Seeing that the opponent's hands were empty and his body was as vigorous as flying, Gore, who was standing beside him, immediately stared wide-eyed. He didn't react until Andre walked to his side.

Others don't know what's in these black cargo boxes, maybe they don't care, but he naturally knows that what's inside are all solid ore.

After being filled with pieces of ore, each of these seemingly inconspicuous black boxes weighs more than a hundred kilograms. However, at the moment in Andre's hands, each of these black boxes seems to have lost all weight In general, become as light as nothing.

Gore clearly remembered that when he and his brothers carried these cargo boxes onto the carriage, several of them were too tired to lift a black cargo box. Comparing the two directions, the gap was even bigger.

However, thinking that the person holding the cargo box in front of him was his own captain, Gordon felt a lot more relieved. The other party was a freak among freaks, so how could he use common sense.

After five or six trips back and forth, Andre finally transported all the boxes to the courtyard.From beginning to end, his arms carrying the cargo box didn't tremble at all, and even his breathing was very steady.

A few gold coins were thrown from Andre's hands, and then flipped in mid-air, shining brightly under the sunlight.

Gore skillfully poked his arm into the air, and then couldn't help biting the few gold coins he caught with his teeth, and then bursts of uncontrollable smiles appeared on his face.

"Go away!" Seeing the wretched smile on the other party's face, Andre shook his head speechlessly, and said angrily.

"Yes." Gore agreed with a smile, and then flipped his palms, and the few gold coins disappeared, and then ran out of the courtyard in a hurry, as if afraid of Andre's repentance.

Ignoring the other party, Andre opened one of the black cargo boxes and lifted his finger upwards. With a soft "click", the box was immediately opened, and pieces of rough unsmelted iron ore It rolled out quickly and fell on the ground, making a series of harsh sounds.

In the silent night, the stars are gradually disappearing, and the white moon seems to be shyly hiding in the clouds, leaving only this endless darkness, which flows into the whole world little by little.

The waves kept hitting the shore, wave after wave, and in this dark night, the waves seemed more exciting than usual.The bright red lobsters, like blood, slowly climbed up to the shore from the sea in dense rows under the cover of night, but they didn't know what they were pursuing at the risk of their lives.

In the silent room, the faint light from the candle on the wooden table could not drive away the endless darkness.

Through the faint light, you can vaguely see a stooped body sitting on a chair. It seems to be a somewhat old face. Dense wrinkles have covered his face, but all this cannot hide him at all. Those bright eyes seemed to have stars twinkling in them, revealing the light of endless wisdom.

The surrounding doors and windows were obviously closed, but a cold, cold wind was blowing from nowhere, and the faint flames of the candles on the table flickered with the blowing of the cold wind, as if they might be extinguished at any time.

However, the faint light is like a fearless warrior. Although he has suffered countless heavy injuries, he refuses to give in no matter what. Even if he has only his last breath left, he will persist to the end.

However, what was horrifying was that as the breeze blew by, under the light of the flickering candle, at some point, another figure unexpectedly appeared.

Under the faint light, it was impossible to see the face of the figure that appeared, but it could be vaguely recognized that the other party was covered with a layer of cold armor.

As if they didn't see each other, the two figures sat quietly like this.

After a long time, the newly-appeared figure turned its head, and with a "click-click" sound, a pair of eyes pierced out like the sharpest sword in the world, directly hitting the chest of the old man opposite.

Facing the other party's scrutinizing eyes, the old man still didn't seem to notice it at all, his eyes were closed all the time, and he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

In the silent room, there was no sound other than the almost imperceptible breathing.

"Donny Kex, we have been looking for you for so long, but we never thought that you would hide on such a remote island and become the mayor." The cold words spit out from the mouth of the newly appeared figure. , the other party seemed a little surprised, but those cold words covered everything up.

With a helpless sigh, the figure who had been sitting quietly before finally slowly raised his head, completely exposing his old face to the candlelight.

If Andre were here, he would definitely be surprised to see the face of the old man, because this old man was the old Nice who taught him the "Secret Sword: Die Waves", but compared with the last time Andre saw him, he was clearly the same. A few months later, however, the face under the light at this time seemed to have aged several decades, but the spirit of the other party was still there, and compared with the past, it seemed to have become It is more intense, and there are some indescribable things.

"I didn't expect that I had been hiding for so many years, but I was still found by you." Old Nice sighed, and a helpless sigh came out of his mouth.

"Hmph, from the moment you took away that part of the "scepter", you should have such a realization that since you dared to steal the power of the gods, the pursuit of you will never stop until your soul Fall into eternal darkness." The figure opposite said coldly.

"God said: the light will illuminate the darkness. Poor child, you can't even tell the difference between darkness and light, so how can you determine whether the place you send someone's soul to is hell or heaven?" Old Nisi looked at There was a hint of pity in the eyes of the figure in front of him.

"What you see, what you hear, what you encounter, what happens to you, everything is just a script that has been planned long ago, but it's a pity that you yourself have never noticed it." Nice's words were like a series of sharp swords piercing into the body of the figure opposite.

"The devil always uses words to confuse people's hearts. Sure enough, you have abandoned your previous beliefs and thrown yourself into the arms of the devil." Faced with Old Nice's words, the figure opposite him remained unmoved at all.

"The real devil has begun to invade the sacred hall little by little, but you have never noticed it. I have known this many years ago. It's just that I didn't expect that after all these years, the Holy See has punished you The knights are trained so rigidly that they hardly have the ability to think independently and the most basic judgment."

The so-called disciplinary knights are a very special part of the knights in the Holy See. They are all orphans. Otherwise, no one has the right to transfer.

The cultivation of every discipline knight is extremely difficult. They have to undergo hellish tests since they were young, and most young children cannot pass such tests.And even if they pass the test, it's still unknown how much resources will be spent on cultivating each discipline knight.Therefore, even for the Holy See, every disciplinary knight is extremely cherished and will not be used easily.

"Is the devil always so deceptive? Hand over the part of the "scepter" you stole from the Holy See back then. It is a treasure of the Holy See, not something a blasphemer like you can have. If you hand it over Scepter, I think the Holy One will forgive your crimes and allow me to directly deprive you of your life instead of executing you."

While talking, the figure on the opposite side took out the hand that had been under the table before. In his right hand, he was still holding a dark red box.

The dark red box was clasped on the table, making a heavy "bang".

Not caring about Old Nice's surprised gaze, the disciplinary officer opened the dark red box on his own.

Rapiers, iron hooks, axes, hammers, rivets, tooth saws... all kinds of execution weapons spread out on the table like a dazzling array of commodities, exuding bursts of bloody breath, little by little.

"You're still an executioner?" Seeing the various bloody weapons in the dark red box, Old Nisi seemed a little surprised and said in surprise.

As an extremely powerful force in the hands of the archbishop in red, there is no doubt about the strength of the punishment knight.Every disciplinary knight has gone through various tests since childhood, like hard stones, being carved into rough jade bit by bit, the hardships and pains experienced during this period are naturally needless to say.

And every disciplinary knight is not only a warrior guarding the glory of the Holy See, they are also the most loyal believers. This kind of belief is not as vulnerable as those hypocrites, but has already been deeply rooted in their hearts. Sprout, grow, and then turn into a big tree in the sky.

They memorized every sentence in the scriptures backwards, and their understanding of it was even higher than that of some bishops who had served the gods for decades.

For these disciplinary knights, their fate has already been doomed since the moment they were chosen. This not only means that they will dedicate their lives to the gods, but also means that their beliefs, characters and even some life experiences , will walk in the direction that the "God" has already arranged.

They are one of the most steadfast servants of the gods. For the firmness and faith in their hearts, these disciplinary knights can give up everything, wealth, beauty, emotion, enjoyment, and even... life.

And what they have to do is to obey the order of the archbishop in red, and use the long sword in their hands, which represents justice and brilliance, to eliminate all people who violate the will of the "god".However, although these disciplinary knights had slaughtered countless defilers, their position was always "cleansers" rather than "executors".

Although the results of the two actions may be the same, the meanings are completely different.The punishment knight has always been under the light, sending his body into the darkness from time to time, in order to cleanse his sins.As for the "executors", although their hearts are bright, their bodies have been walking in darkness. Compared with the punishment knights, their behavior is more violent and cruel, and it can even be said to be... inhumane.

They are butchers walking between light and darkness, and they are "weapons" that the Holy See is unwilling to use easily. Their hands have long been stained with blood, which is a sin that cannot be washed away by floods.

Some people say that they are devils who do not see the light of day, but they compare themselves to holy angels. Devils want to destroy everything and then recreate a chaotic and absurd world. The same is true for angels, but they only create a new one under the guidance of gods. world.

The "executors" are angels with broken wings. Since they have fallen into hell, they can only use the behavior of the devil to do what angels should do.

The gods in the scriptures are benevolent, forgiving, and have a broad mind. Although the discipline knights who have been familiar with the scriptures since childhood are cruel, their hearts have long been assimilated by the gods. To a certain extent, They are the incarnations of the gods walking in the world, so it should be impossible for a punishment knight to become an "executor", because the ideas and beliefs of the two conflict with each other.

Like the "Retribution Knight", the "Executioner" is also one of the dark forces of the Holy See, but the "Executioner" is under the "Inquisition of Heresy", while the "Inquisition of Heresy" is independent and under the control of the archbishop in red In addition, it is one of the most powerful organizations in the Holy See. Under normal circumstances, no one else can order them except the Pope.

(End of this chapter)