Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Cordelia took the initiative to extinguish the sacred candle in her hand.

This move meant that she was completely heartbroken.

The most painful betrayal is always from a close friend.

She whispered: "If I die here, have you considered the consequences?"

"This is Yingzhou. Whatever happens is reasonable. Rome is far away and the Holy Church is thousands of miles away. It has no control over here..." Andre replied dully.

"Do you really think this explanation can pass the scrutiny of the Holy Church?" Cordelia raised her neck and leaned against the wall. She whispered: "The church will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly, and so will my parents. "

"In the long life to come, can you really hide it from everyone and confirm that you can lie for the rest of your life?"

"Even if you really hid it from everyone, just the fact that I am dead and you are still alive is enough to make you unable to live the rest of your life with comfort. I can guarantee that you will die of poverty. This is both anger and revenge. "

Andre took a deep breath.

He knew that what she said was all the truth... Cordelia's identity was not only a saint, but also the daughter of a grand duke. As a battle priest and follower, he should have died before her, but he managed to survive. Afterwards, even if Roman law could not punish him, there was a strict punishment system within the Holy Church.

Andre was silent for a long time, and then said: "After you die, I will change my name and say goodbye to this identity completely... No matter where I go, just treat Andre as dead."

The saint took a deep breath and looked at him quietly: "It seems that you are ready to give up everything, whether it is your past honors or your responsibilities as a member of the church."

Andre gritted his teeth and said: "I think I have fulfilled enough responsibilities! I just want to survive!"

"Really?" Cordelia smiled faintly.

The sarcasm in this smile made Andre clench his fists. He frowned and defended in a low voice: "I am indeed not a purely good person, but I have saved many people, and I have defeated many evil mages with my own hands. , I have always protected your safety, defended the honor of the church, and been loyal to God, these are all facts!"

The saint said quietly: "So you think you have done enough, and there is nothing wrong with choosing to betray?"

Andre avoided her gaze, lowered his gaze, stared at his toes, and slowly raised his hands: "I don't want to either, but I have no choice... In the past few days frozen by the petrified magic eye, My body couldn't move, but my consciousness remained awake."

"You don't know what that feels like."

"At first I thought it would be okay even if I died in battle. This belief lasted for three days! If I could die within these three days, I would still be myself and I could spend my life maintaining my honor!"

His fingertips trembled.

"But three days later...I suddenly started to be scared. I started to be afraid of death, and realized that all the beliefs I held in the past could not save me at this moment. They were just tools to make me calm; but when death When the sickle was placed on his neck, his survival instinct finally broke the dam."

"It was as if a certain door was pushed open, a certain chain was cut off, and the things that bound me disappeared without a trace. I began to realize that there were not so many restraints and shackles, they were all mine. Set a framework for yourself.”

"It's like the story of the mahout I told you when you were a child - there are no chains on anyone's body."

"I never want to spend such a long time again, the physical and mental torture, the resistance to death, twisting me bit by bit."

"So I secretly swear that no matter what, I will get out of here alive!"

He looked solemn and serious, and saying these words made him feel more relaxed: "And I really hope that the person who finds me in the end is not you."

Cordelia was slightly moved.

This explanation could at least make her feel a little relieved.

People don't change overnight.

If the experiences of the past few days have changed Andre, it will at least prove that he is not that kind of hypocritical and changeable villain.

He just went through something and... changed.

The changes are changes when elementary school classmates meet again after more than ten years; the changes that change a person in just ten days are also changes.

She felt slightly relieved, but it didn't mean that she would really understand and accept the other party's changes.

Because at this time Andre was already running wildly in the direction of depravity.

Once he experienced this feeling of being without shackles and losing restraint, he was infinitely close to the crazy evil mage and the fallen. As long as he died here, he would truly undergo a complete transformation.

Andre said what was in his heart, and he seemed to have been relieved of some weight.

"If you have any last words, please tell me...I can tell them to your relatives and friends."

"Although I will disappear, I will definitely fulfill your last wish."

Cordelia laughed and coughed up blood.

She won't just cooperate.

"Go to hell." The saint blessed softly.

"You are always so stubborn. If you had listened more to other people's opinions and adopted other people's suggestions, neither you nor I would have reached this point." Andre said disappointedly.

Cordelia looked at another sculpture: "Why are you trapped here with the flute player?"

"I cooperated with him." Andre said: "If Arsene Robin hadn't set a despicable trap here, maybe I would have found the rare object and returned safely."

"How dare you cooperate with the flute player?" Cordelia frowned.

"In the depths of the underworld, it is difficult for anyone to survive alone. They can only choose to cooperate, or use each other." Andre looked indifferent: "Coming here to catch the flute player is just your wishful thinking."

"He is an apostle of foreign gods and the great enemy of the church!"

"Naive." Andre said lightly: "Of course you don't know that the believers of the outer gods have already penetrated into the empire. Otherwise, why hasn't a full-scale war broken out for so many years? There are so many things that are more complicated than you think. They can Not an evil mage whose brain has been polluted by hell’s karma.”

"Do you really think you can clarify Yuyu and clear the air by relying on your own wishful thinking?"

"Cordelia, after all, you are just a child born with a silver spoon in your mouth!"

"You have never experienced many setbacks since you were a child. You relied on your own good luck and God's favor to get to where you are today."

"The reasons you use to convince too many people are just based on your own 'intuition'...but you yourself are very convincing about it. Have you never thought about how ridiculous your behavior is? Who would spend time, energy, and Is your fortune and life weighing on your gut?”

"What they believe in is your success, and no one cares how much of your success comes from yourself."

"Even I have a purpose in helping you. I need you to be successful enough to recover enough secret treasures and increase your influence by increasing your reputation, thereby helping me to complete the leap within the church."

"With my original connections and declining family background, I will never be able to reach a higher position in my life."

"I bet and I lost."

"Good luck is indeed an enviable thing."

"But one day, your good luck will run out. After you lose the good luck that you rely on for a living, look what you have left."

Andre gave the last lesson to the girl he watched grow up, and every word was a lesson soaked in blood.

He didn't dare to say these truths in the past, and couldn't say them either.

But now that he has no scruples, he can lash out angrily.

In his eyes, Cordelia is a vase in search of treasure.

One day, she will fall to pieces because she was praised too high.

And these words are not false.

It was a fact that Cordelia was lying here, she didn't even have the strength to stand up again.

The sneak attack from behind penetrated her heart. If she left it alone, she would die soon even if there was no curse.

The effectiveness of the magical object of healing and protection, the angel pendant, is gradually being suppressed and covered by the curse.

She may die soon.

After opening her mouth, Cordelia found that she had no way to refute.

From the beginning, no one supported her leaving Rome and coming to Yingzhou. It was she who fought against everyone's opinions.

If you think about it carefully, it was her confidence that led to today's ending.

But what she relied on was of no use in this strange land full of dangers.

Even though she has the status of a saint, she can't even see the shogun in Yingzhou, let alone preach.

After entering the Huangquan front line, it was even more unilateral and insistent... Even Andre expressed strong concerns.

The reason she gave herself was just 'intuition'.

It is true that the more I think about it, the more ridiculous it becomes.

Now, her self-esteem and self-confidence were finally shattered at the same time.

Betrayed by the battle priest who followed her all the way, she clearly realized how fragile she was wrapped in her outer shell. It turned out that those seemingly unbreakable things were all illusions.

Once she left Rome, all her reliance was gone, and she was nothing more than a bubble of fantasy that could be burst at the drop of a hat.

Her heart was filled with self-deprecation.

If it weren't for the fact that she still had resentment towards Andre, she might have hugged her knees and started to drop her little pearls autistically.

She is unwilling to show her vulnerable side in front of the enemy of life and death.

This was her last remaining self-respect.

"I will smash your statue after you are completely petrified..." Andre clenched his fist and finally declared: "At least it won't make you feel too much pain."

Cordelia bit her lower lip, retaining her last bit of dignity and stubbornness.

At this time.

A third footsteps sounded in the secret room.

From far to near.

Andre turned around and Cordelia looked over.

The young man with black hair and black eyes broke the final calm: "Did I come at the wrong time?"