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Sid wiped away tears.

He said hoarsely: "Please leave. It's dangerous here."

Courteney smiled and handed over the handkerchief.

"Don't you understand?" she said, "I've been inseparable from the time you were carried into the black dove by Mr. Alder. Besides, warriors and pirates are dead ghosts."

Isaac stood at the door and yelled, "Me too."

When Courteney heard this, she turned her head and scolded, "Watch your door, soldier."

Isaac stood up hastily, staring at the crack of the door with the piercing eyes of his half-dried underwear.

Sid took the handkerchief.He started wiping the mud off his face.

Only then did Courtene remember that the Holy Son was temporarily unable to use magic, and cast a cleansing spell on him.

With the help of Vera's magic potion, Sid's silver hair has grown back to its original length, illuminated by the spot like a flowing water mirror.Courteney couldn't help touching it.

Only when the paladin who killed Qiandao was away, did she have the opportunity to touch the hair of Lord Shengzi.

"When you were on the snow mountain, Omega happened to be going back to the Forest of Elf to resign. He didn't want to do the work of a messenger, but the queen didn't allow him to enter the Holy Land, so he had to hide and find time to sneak in. But he suddenly saw Omega Baron Ald ran after the high priest, and saw a group of griffins flying over, so he watched quietly not far away." Courtene fiddled with Sid's hair while explaining the ins and outs, "He planned to snatch you away at that time, But you know, most of the half-elves are cautious cowards. Seeing so many people, they had to come back non-stop to rescue soldiers. The old man is very familiar with Clara's magic, and it took him a whole day to find the loopholes in the enchantment. Slip in."

Soon, Courteney gave up her dream of braiding Lord Son's hair.

This is a technical job, which she guesses can only be done by the ingenious maid and that strange knight.

Sid's expression changed when he heard the name Omega.

But he still sat stiffly in place.

Courtene pushed him slightly: "Okay, let's go! I'll take you to find your old friend. Even if the descendant of Sinbad came to steal the treasure, he still needs to be sneaky at Prouvelle's feet. "

Sid shook his head, and handed the amethyst that stored the altar of communication between the holy courtyard and the elves to Courteney.

"Please take a look at this."

Courteney picked up the crystal and was about to pull Sid up from the ground, but Sid was unmoved and stared at her firmly.

She sighed helplessly: "Your Highness—this kind of thing can be seen at any time. I will make Isaac stand upside down and watch it a hundred times when I get back. But there are a bunch of priests and knights standing outside the door."

Sid insisted: "Please take a look first."

Seeing his firm expression, Courteney could only sit in front of him and check the text messages stored in the amethyst.

Seeing this, Isaac sneaked over and stood behind Courteney.

After a long time, Courtene put away the crystal and pressed her temples.

"I'm done, my lord. Shall we escape now?"

Sid looked at her suspiciously.

"I thought you'd tell me to stay here."

"You want me to talk about my feelings? Okay." Courteney rolled her eyes blankly, "Taylor's words are actually right. Prouvel is really a bad face. He made the Holy House and the elves so Happy, I actually asked you for a reward when I was done."

Sid froze for a few seconds at the explicit title.

He was shocked.

The vocabulary Courteney used in front of him was always more elegant, and this was the first time Courteney was so angry that she swears in front of him.

"A slut!" exclaimed the warrior. "That dwarf's words are—Prouvel is a slut!"

Courtene stopped him: "Shut up, watch the door! Those shit knights are watching you from the crack of the door!"

Isaac winced from her scolding.

He scratched his nose, walked back to the door in small steps, and looked at her cowardly.

Courteney turned her head, changed her old mother's voice, and asked kindly: "Is there anyone who doesn't have eyes—ah, no, who expressed a different opinion, my lord?"

Sid: "Principal, and the magic tower."

"I don't know what kind of people they are. But if it's Dad, or Sinbad standing here, they will definitely not push you as a target," Courteney laughed, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "I Too."

The soldier shouted carelessly again: "Me too."

Courteney took a deep breath: "Dear Mr. Credit, I don't want to say the same thing a second time."

The soldier quickly fell silent.

Courteney continued: "We can't control the battle between gods, and there is no need to care about it. The things that Clara and the elves spit out can only fool fools. No one knows what the God of Light and the God of Darkness are." No idea. They're just a bunch of puppets brainwashed by Prouvel."

Sid whispered, "But Prouvelle is a bit better than the Dark God."

Actually not a little.

In the heart of the Holy Son, the latter is hundreds of times more terrifying than the former.

Courteney: "...That shouldn't force you to die. At least that god has to step over the bones of Vlasis and his descendants."

Isaac seemed to want to say something more.

But he covered his mouth before the words came out.

Love life, cherish life.

Sid fell silent again.Courteney seemed to have noticed his abnormality, and pressed the corners of his eyes with her fingertips before Sid could speak.

She knew that this time the Son had listened to her.

"Be patient, don't cry in front of us, my lord. That idiot will make you laugh with his language, but I still hope you will save your tears in front of Mr. Paladin." Courteney pressed his shoulder , "That unreliable guy... must let him take a good look at how wronged his little friend was when he went out to fool around."

Sid sobbed, and tried to smile at her with the mist in his eyes that hadn't faded away.

Courteney felt like her heart was about to break.

Master Shengzi really looks like a bright little sun when he smiles.

It took them some time to appease the wounded Son.Courteney jumped onto the carved window first, and the warrior lifted Sid over his shoulders, allowing Courteney to lead him through the gap in the window, leaving him behind.

She led Sid and jumped down from the eaves to the lawn in the backyard of Guangming Holy Court.

There are also a few bees coiled around the rosemary in the clock bed.

Courteney had no time to praise the delicate flowers in the Holy Court.

She looked up at the sky, and began to scold again with [-]% sincerity——

"Shit is no different from Prouvel."

She was afraid of attracting the patrolling knights in the yard, so she had to lower her voice and curse the idol of the Holy Court, which was very unpleasant.

I don't know if Clara heard the wind, but a second magic barrier appeared in the sky in the courtyard.

And before she and Isaac sneaked into the holy courtyard, this ghost thing hadn't appeared in the courtyard yet.

Father is still waiting for their news outside the holy courtyard.But this barrier obviously cuts off all senses from the outside world.

They had to find their own way out of the Holy Court before the Holy Son of Light was found to be no longer in prayer.

The uproar came sooner than they predicted.The sharp-eyed warrior was the first to hear the exclamation from the prayer room.

The holy servants smashed the porcelain bottle containing the holy water for the escape of the Son of Light, and their hurried footsteps and shouts resounded through the white jade spiral staircase of the holy courtyard.Knights and priests began to rummage in the holy courtyard, trying to find out the holy son who was hiding somewhere.

Courteney and Isaac were about to find a place to hide when they heard the sound of a cane hitting the floor tiles.

They quickly grabbed Sid and hid in a nearby bush.

Howard appeared before their eyes.

Fortunately, the old man didn't seem to notice the commotion they had just caused.

He came to the side of the stone bench where he often sat and rested on weekdays, and raised his cane, with the end facing the wall.

The old pastor moved his lips, and the insignificant crunch was swallowed up by the noise in the church.

Through mouth recognition, several people hiding in the bushes knew that he was casting a spell.

what is howard doing

They had the same question in their hearts, until a round hole appeared in the wall leading to the streets and alleys outside the holy courtyard.

Howard knew the key to cracking the enchantment, and opened a corner of the enchantment!

The soldier was gearing up, planning to knock the priest unconscious with a punch while he was not paying attention, and then take the opportunity to sneak out.

Sid and Courteney hold Isaac down before he pops out of the bushes.

Howard had spotted them long ago.

Sid was first out of the bushes, followed by Courteney and Isaac.

Howard heard the sound behind him, turned around, and walked to Sid step by step.

Courtney was about to put the knife on the priest's neck when Sid stopped her.

Sid asked, "What's the matter with you, please tell me."

"At that time, there were many people with mixed eyes. But now I can say it." The old man paused, and said word by word, "I believe in you, my lord."

Sid said nothing.Courteney felt his fingers trembling slightly.

The last cloud that remained in Sid's heart began to lift.

Howard is the leader of the Qing School of the Holy Court, and he does not blindly obey the orders of the Pope and dignitaries.

Compared with the rhetoric of the two, he believed his eyes more.

It was his job to be in charge of the Knights of the Platinum Seat, so he had more contact with this little boy who had been in the pile of books for decades than the pope and bishop who had left the Son in the Holy Court.

He saw the son grow up from nine years old, and Sid also witnessed him from middle age to old age.Howard put a hundred times more effort and care into Sid than Chelte's adoptive parents.

Therefore, even for a moment, he never thought that Sid would be a child born by lies.

The old man took out a wooden box wrapped in black shark silk.He opened the box, and there was a letter inside.

Sid took the letter from Howard.He discovered that it was a letter of recommendation he had written for Navia last year.

"Every time Baron Alder passes me, he will ask if he can take this letter back." He said, his eyes sparkled, "Now he is your knight commander, he has the right to take back this letter .Your eye is never wrong, he is a very good knight commander."

Sid put the letter into his arms and looked up at him: "Thank you, Pastor Howard."

"I don't deserve your thanks. If the God of Light didn't die, I wouldn't help you either." The old man whispered, "Please leave, my lord! Remember to hide well. Whether you meet the Light Alliance or the Dark Guild, you will have big trouble."

A majestic voice sounded: "He is not allowed to leave."

Howard immediately recognized the voice of the speaker.

It's Clara.

Howard immediately turned around, faced the gloomy Pope, and drew out his wand, intending to buy time for the Holy Son and his party to leave.

He knew that Clara had always been ruthless.

But he had lived long enough to leave something behind for the younger generation he favored.

Just as he was about to push the three of them out of the hole in the wall, a figure came in from outside and jumped in front of him.

"Stand back, young man."

The old man lowered his head and muttered as he wiped the sword.

After Howard opened the hole in the wall, Clara's barrier lost its effect.When the old man heard Clara's voice, he hurried in.

The sword in Dad's hand was almost broken during the duel with Navia.

Fortunately, though.The monster kept his hands for the sake of the little lover.

Francis rolled his eyelids, glanced at the Pope, and said arrogantly: "You are no different from a head standing in front of him. I will be his opponent. In front of me, he is no different from a child wearing crotch pants. "

Courtene made a gesture, and together with Isaac, dragged the stunned Son of God out.

Seeing that Sid was about to escape from the Holy Court, Clara stepped forward with a gloomy face.

Just as the old man was about to stop him, the pope waved a gust of wind, forcing him back a few meters.

"Prouvelle's bald head is on top." The old man stuck his sword upside down on the ground and sighed, "What did that monster do to Clara for his little lover?"

Clara laughed wildly: "Do you know the Undead Witch?"

As Francis said, his powers had waned with age, but the witch's heart that Navia had retrieved for him finally worked.

Brave Francis laughed heartily, shaking his head.

"The medicine that can cure the daydreaming of the little kid is probably a good thing." He pulled out the sword from the mud, just like he was ordered to conquer the devil when he was in danger.