God seal

Fengqi City is about to experience a turmoil.

"To be honest, when I first heard the news, I thought you were playing some low-level joke." Monte looked at the half-orc opposite, "Are you sure what you said is true?"

"Maybe he's just lying." Bard Neil said aside.

"No! No, believe me, absolutely not!" the half-orc Wallis begged, "I told you all the information you want to inquire about! It's true! At that time, I saw with my own eyes those demon hybrids and that man named Levi Tan’s men, after they asked me to lead the way to the hotel to find Sarandir, they all joined the professional association! I’m not lying, I was almost discovered by them!”

"You believe him?" Neil asked the half-elf.

"It's hard to say." Monte shrugged, "The demon hybrids have been operating in the Southern League for hundreds of years, and it's not surprising to say that they have connections with various official organizations. What I'm concerned about is whether Leviathan was based on It was only through the information provided by the Professional Association that we were found. If Sarandiel hadn’t been there, we would have been doomed.”

"I heard that Salanduel also asked the Southern Professionals Association to take care of you later."

"This can't clear them of suspicion. It is impossible for an organization to put all its eggs in one basket." Monte said, "Especially now the president of the Southern Professionals Association is still a cunning old man. This old man is now the highest in the South. One of the rights holders. Although he may not want to offend Searle, the news that he may have secretly allied with Leviathan is not good for us."

The elves and half-elves are searching for all the news about Sarandir. The half-orcs brought back from the tavern were just unwilling to let go of a clue, but unexpectedly they found an important piece of information.

The figure of the demon hybrid once appeared in Vannen City, and then with the Black Robe Association of Vannen City as the hub, it allied with the Temple of Light to create "Magic Addiction" and "God's Promenade". Traces of demonic hybrids appeared in southern professionals Does the association mean that they have penetrated into the upper echelons of the southern regime and are gradually controlling the only force that is not affected by the Temple of Light?

As for Neil and Monte, they still didn't know the news that Leviathan appeared on the sunken continent.

"That's not going to let them get away with it."

Neil said, "We are still relying on the Southern Alliance to bring down the Temple of Light. We must not let this power fall into the hands of demons." The bard's emerald eyes looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, "Because the North Hundreds of thousands of people have died from 'Magic Addiction', and even the orcs have been forced to retreat to the rear canyon. If this continues, I'm afraid we and the Temple of Light will lose out, and the horned monsters will benefit."

"Contact Estes."

Just as Monte was about to say this, he saw the female half-elf Fiye rushing in from outside the house panting.

"There's news!" Her expression was mixed with surprise and joy. "Polis brought news of Salanduil from the east. They fell into the abyss, but they were all safe and sound!"

"Then why are you so flustered?" Monte was puzzled.

"The bad news is that Sarandir was planning to go directly to the Sea of ​​Trees! However, they made a mistake in teleportation, and just yesterday the news came from the north that 'Duyi has descended on the holy city and sealed the whole city with divine power'!"

There was silence in the room, and the half-elf and the bard didn't speak for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Monte heard himself asking in a hoarse voice.

"Boris and the others, what are their plans?"

Feiye took a deep breath, "He suggested that we occupy the Southern Alliance and officially start a war with the Temple of Light. He will provide us with troops."

"That's too timely." Neil said with a sneer, "It just so happens that we have caught a big handle from the top leaders of the Southern League."

The wolf girl Therese, who was sleeping on the table, was woken up by them, opened her eyes, and looked around in confusion.

"Searle?"

……

"Searle, aren't you going to sleep?"

The girl's gentle voice instantly reminded the elf of his old friend.However, from the moment he withdrew his gaze from Feixue outside the window and looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar girl, he knew that everything was just his own illusion.He would mistake Roni for Nanni in an instant, so would he also mistake Bossian because of the illusion?

Searle shook his head, trying to dispel the influence of Du Yi's words on himself.

He would definitely not mistake Bethien, and Dui could never be Bethion.

"It's snowing outside, Ronnie, don't you think this winter is a bit too long?" Searle asked.

"To be honest, before I leave White Rose City, I don't care whether winter has come or if it's too long." The girl walked to Searle and watched the snowflakes outside the window with him, "Because I won't go hungry , I have never been cold, winter is just a name change for me. And after leaving home...after leaving that family, I know that in places where there is not enough food, countless people will lose their lives because of this beautiful snow."

Roni laughed at herself, "And the heirs of the high-ranking family will not know this."

Searle teased her deliberately, "You are not the heir of the family."

Ronnie couldn't help giving him a blank look, "I know, I think Hani should understand the meaning of 'winter' better than me. Is that why you were more optimistic about him at that time?"

The elf rubbed the girl's head, "How should I put it, if I were to choose now, I might not be able to make a decision so easily."

Ronnie showed a smug smile, which made Seir amused.

"This year's winter is too long." He said again, "With the addition of 'Magic Addiction', it is estimated that millions of people will die in this winter."

Ronnie was taken aback.

"So many! Those nobles, and people from the temple, don't they do something?"

"The cold is the god of death called nature, and the swords of the rich and powerful are useless to it." Saill said.

"What about Eli? Can't it do something?"

Searle was silent for a long time before saying, "I don't know, maybe...he can't do anything." No, maybe Eli didn't want to waste his energy at all.

Du Yi's words still deepened the gap between Searle and Eli.Searle hadn't heard Eli's voice for a long time, and he thought that maybe the omniscient God understood the situation.He is also avoiding himself.

The door creaked open.

Bo Xien came in from outside the house. He glanced at the two of them and went straight back to his room without saying a word.The three of them headed south all the way after leaving the holy city, and finally found a hotel in a small town to stay overnight on this snowy night.However, Bo Xien went out for half the night without making a sound, it was hard not to be suspicious.

Ronnie expressed her dissatisfaction to Searle with her eyes, and whispered again.

"I have been mediating with the nobles in the holy city for several months. Even the nobles who are not as good as the outside are not as unpredictable as him."

"He used to..." Searle said after consideration, "He has been like this since before, nothing."

Bossian would never speak his mind to others, even to the end of his life.Searle and Ronnie went back to rest respectively, but in the middle of the night, their dreams were accidentally broken after all.

The wailing sound from the window came from far and near, and the smell of blood in the air became thicker and thicker.Searle opened his eyes, and the moment he jumped out of bed and walked out of the room, he met Ronnie's eyes.

"It's 'Magic Addiction'!" the girl gritted her teeth, "'Magic Addiction' has spread here, and people in the city are being attacked!"

Searle was surprised that this city is not far away from Iranpur, and the "magic addiction" has advanced to such a deep level.He thought of the Leviathan he had seen on the sunken continent before, and sighed in his heart that the casualties of millions of people he estimated were at least not many.

"go!"

Searle grabbed his long sword and touched the familiar lines on the hilt.

"Go, where are you going?" the girl asked in a slightly trembling voice behind him, "Are we leaving here?"

Before Searle could answer him, he saw Bethien, who was fully dressed, standing outside the house.As if noticing his gaze, Bethien looked sideways.

"Together?"

Searle smiled.

"Together!"

He drew out his long sword, and ran towards the place where the wailing sound came from together with Bethien.

Bethian is definitely not Duy.

Although Du Yi has the memory of Bethian, he still wants to draw Searle into his camp from the beginning to the end, and he wants to use Searle.

As for Bossian, he was always silently preparing, and would always reach out to help Searle when he needed it.

Dui, who has the memory of Bethion, is not Bethion.

The amnesiac in front of me is it!

Searle became more and more convinced of this idea, and rushed to the front with a sudden sense of relief.

"Strange, monster!"

"Mom, woo woo, mom."

"Help! Help, please let me get into the carriage too, please!"

"Go away, there's no room for this carriage, don't implicate us."

"Ahhh! Lina!"

When Searle and Bossian rushed to the scene, what they saw was such a human tragedy. The small town that was quiet and warm under the snow a few hours ago had been reduced to hell.A fleeing carriage is stopped by demonized monsters, the horses are torn apart, and the people in the carriage push each other desperately, unwilling to wait for death.

The irrational monsters stretched out their sharp claws to the crying people, but were cut in two by a sharp sword.Soon, the closest demonized monsters who pursued ushered in the same fate. The moment their ugly bodies lost their temperature and fell to the ground, they suddenly found their souls.

"Ah... thank you..." The monster's eyes leaked liquid, and he fell to the ground slumped.

The terrified survivors looked at each other, and they saw the silver-haired swordsman who descended from the sky squatted down and closed the eyelids for the monster.They saw his slender ears and his handsome face, but they didn't understand the intolerance and compassion on his face.

When he turned his head to look at them, the people who had just escaped from hell broke out with strong emotions.

"It's Sarandir!"

"Savior, Saran'dir!"

There were not many demonized monsters attacking the city. When Ronnie arrived late, Searle and Bossian had resolved all the threats, and the survivors surrounded Searle standing next to the last monster's corpse, cheering with his name.The corpses of companions and monsters were coldly thrown aside.Searle is like a statue, motionless for people to worship.

Roni suddenly said, "For the first time, I feel that 'Savior' is not a good title."

Bo Xien didn't answer her, he stepped out of the crowd, and walked towards the figure surrounded by the crowd step by step.When everyone shouted Saran'dir's name, the mage stretched out his hand to the elf.

"Searle."

Searle was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.

He took Bethian's hand.