Chronicle of the Temple of Light

Haider is in the city above the clouds.

Nasoko, the goddess of the sky, is happily looking at her youngest son whom she has not seen for many years.

"I really didn't expect...to see you again." She hugged Haider with tears in her eyes.

Haider apologized: "I'm sorry, Mother God, my divine power was not fully recovered before, and it was Uncle Ratanton who helped me."

Nasuoko said: "Yes... Lal looks frizzy, but he is actually quite careful."

She first praised her younger brother, and then said: "Then you stay here until your divine power recovers, and I can see you more."

Haider didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mother God... I still have something to do on the earth. I'm here this time to ask if you know anything about Tarot and Hum?" Some, including the judgment of the goddess of life Lai Feng.

"Are they traitors?!" Nasok exclaimed, "I don't know about these things, but the Sky Mirror should be able to remind you of something."

The two gods hurried to a lake on the edge of the city above the clouds.

"Let's take a look..." Nasok's fingertips lightly touched the lake.

The surface of the lake changed suddenly, and what was reflected was the image of Tarot, the Goddess of Justice, in contact with a man.

"This man was the leader of the human rebel army back then. He was also the one who seriously injured my sister," Haider said with a look of anger on his face, "How dare she!"

Nasok was thoughtful: "I asked the mirror of the sky when you... had an accident, but it couldn't reflect anything. I thought..."

Haider didn't hear what she said, so he hurriedly said: "Then mother, I'll go back to the earth first, or I won't be able to make it to the Grace Festival...uh."

Nasok's beautiful eyes similar to Haider's narrowed his eyes: "God's Day? What god?"

Haider was very embarrassed: "It is, it is the God of Light." The voice could not be softer.

"You've been to your own festival?" Nasok couldn't believe it, "Why?"

Seeing that he couldn't keep it a secret, Haider simply told the whole story about himself being the Knight Commander in the God of Light Society.

"You mean, you go to enshrine your own temple as a knight commander? You ran for the Pope at the beginning, but you haven't won yet?" Nasok's voice was erratic, "Are those humans blind?!"

"...It's not entirely their fault, after all, I am too young as a human being." Haider said.

Nasok was never a doting god, she covered her mouth, but shrugged her shoulders, obviously laughing uncontrollably.

"Mother God..." Haider was helpless.

Nasok was still laughing: "I'm sorry, it's just that you've never been so deflated before, I really can't help it hahaha..."

Haider didn't want to pay attention to his schadenfreude mother god: "Then I'll go first."

"Well, let's go." Nasok waved his hand in a good mood and told him to leave.

After Haider left the city above the clouds, he quickly went to reflect the God of Light, the Dark Eternal Life Society, and told the remaining gods about the betrayal of Tarot, the Goddess of Justice.

"It's over, I'm afraid I will be missed by Aldrich and those old people when I go back." Haider thought guiltyly, and he was a little guilty, after all, he forgot to bring the teleportation scroll when he left the temple.

Without doing anything, he simply stayed on the road for a few more days, trying to wait for those people to calm down before going back.

Not wanting the Holy Knights to contact him, Haider clearly heard the little knight at the other end exclaim in surprise: "Master Geben! I have contacted Lord Turens!"

He suddenly remembered that when he handed over this contact method to the Knights, he swore that as long as people were on the mainland, they could get in touch... So now, how to get it back...

Chesia's voice came: "Hyder! Are you okay!" The voice revealed extreme anxiety.

Haider didn't know what Chesia had imagined: "I'm fine, you didn't contact me before?"

Cecia's voice paused, and then Haider heard him sigh: "It's fine, come back quickly, something happened to the temple."

Haider was taken aback, what happened to the Temple of Light? !Could it be that the seal of the abyss of evil has been opened? !

Fortunately, his current location is not far from the Temple of Light. If he moves forward with divine power, it will probably not take a while...

Of course, after arriving at the Temple of Light, Haider didn't worry about whether he would be discovered if he used his divine power. Now he was worried about why Cesia would stand with Santos and Borachi.

"Finally back! Go and see uh...Francisco." Santos looked very anxious.

Haider looked at him suspiciously, not understanding why he didn't even call the Pope, but called Aldrich's last name directly.

But Chesia was like an old hen guarding her cubs: "No see! What's so good to see!"

Haider looked sideways, he had never seen Cecia express his dissatisfaction with Aldrich so clearly.

"So... what's wrong with Aldrich?" Haider ignored them and looked directly at Borachi.

Borachi smiled wryly: "I'm sick, very sick... probably won't last half a year."

"...Are you kidding me? Before I left, he was as strong as a bull." Haider didn't believe it at all. "If you say that he was poisoned, I might still believe it."

"It's almost the same as poisoning, just this 'poison', not poison in the traditional sense." Borachi touched his nose, and he had already seen Santos glaring at him unkindly.

Haider looked at him for a while, and found that Borachi's expression did not seem to be fake: "...so you are serious? Where is Aldrich now?!" He lifted his foot and walked to the left side hall.

Bollach whispered: "Dungeon."

Haider paused, and looked back at the three people who greeted him in disbelief, all three of them avoided his gaze.

"You better give me an explanation!"

"Hayder, let's go first, it's inconvenient to talk here." Chesia sighed.

Haider ran to the dungeon angrily.

When he looked at Aldrich in the last cell, he didn't need to listen to their explanation, his face immediately turned green.

Seeing that Aldrich was still in a deep sleep, he simply raised his hand and moved the lock, and several runes appeared on the original transparent wall, like a combination of the Silencing Curse and the Blinding Curse.

"I'm just absent for a Grace Day, what the hell did you do?! Why does Aldrich have the blood of light in his body?!" Haider gritted his teeth.

Santos was taken aback: "How do you know it's..."

Borachi stretched out his hand and pulled his nemesis, who couldn't grasp the point at all, and calmly explained to Haider, from the cause to Aldrich's identity, but concealed Aldrich's relationship with Aslantu. feelings aside.

Haider looked at the ignorant Elder Santos who was said to be his loyal, ignorant face, took a deep breath, resisted the idea of ​​beating him up, and pretended to speak calmly: "Did you agitate before the elders' house?" Me and Aldrich?"

Santos was puzzled, wondering why he asked this.

"You...if it weren't for your beliefs to be pious..." Haider said angrily, "I still need to solve this mess in the end."

The three were all at a loss, not knowing what Haider was talking about.

Haider seemed to ignore the wall that was said to be an artifact, and walked straight in without chanting any spells.

Cesia: "...Didn't you say it was an artifact?" He looked at Santos.

"I don't know either..."

Haider sat on the only chair in the cell, and looked at it for a long time with his chin in his hands: "Little Douding with a beard?" He felt cold and immediately stopped his imagination.

He simply and neatly kissed it, and with just a light touch, he made a small cut on the ring finger of his right hand, then cut Aldridge's ring finger apart, and pressed it lightly, the divine marriage contract was successfully concluded.

Aldrich also opened his frown that was tightly locked in his sleep, and Haider knew that he would wake up in a short time, so he stepped out of the cell in a flash.

"Okay, he will wake up later, if Aldrich asks how he is, you can say that it is light, light, god, grace, bestowal, don't say much, and you are not allowed to say me I've been here! Remember, I won't be back until tomorrow!" Haider's face was a little distorted.

Santos was about to speak, but was interrupted by Haider: "Don't ask too many questions! If he asks where the God of Light is, you just say you don't know."

"Absolutely, absolutely, don't say I've been here!"

"We really don't know where the God of Light is..." Santos murmured, "No, why should I listen to you!"

Haider was already on the verge of collapse: "If you say one more word, I will die for you!"

Cesia quickly covered Santos' mouth, and Bollachi was slower than him, but he also expressed his opinion.

"You can let him out, he is not some evil god," Haider said quietly, "If he wants to be pope, let him be."

"I'm leaving, mark my words!"

Cecia put down her hand and wiped it with a handkerchief. Santos' face twitched: "...I think my face is fairly clean."

Cecia looked at him gloomyly: "If you say one more word later..." He raised the sword at his waist threateningly.

"You too." He looked at Borachi again.

Checia could guess that Haider had probably made some sacrifices. As for the cost of helping Aldridge recover, anyway, even the gods themselves could not solve the troubles. Haider solved it by himself. How small can the cost be?

Obviously Haider didn’t want Aldrich to know that he saved his life. Combined with Haider’s mention of the “marriage urging” of the elder’s house before, Cesia felt that the answer was already obvious.

It's clear that Haider fell in love with Aldrich bitterly, so he could only help him solve the problem secretly and then leave sadly!

So Zuo Fudian was inexplicably targeted by the Holy Knights, of course, this is a later story.

"Should we open the lock now?" Borachi, who was still calm, pointed to the wall, and Santos walked over to open the lock as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Aldrich had already woken up when the three of them were talking, but because of the runes on the wall, he couldn't hear or see what was going on outside. Of course, he didn't bother to look, feeling that he was not resisted by the blood of the light. Yes, he looked at his right wrist in disbelief—it was the divine pattern of the God of Light, which was exactly the same as the logo of the God of Light.

Aldrich's mind was still in a mess when Santos opened the lock.

"Why do I..." His voice was hoarse, "Where is Aslanto?"

Santos still remembered Haider's entrustment, and only pretended to be mysterious: "Everything is a gift from the God of Light. As for the whereabouts of His Highness, that is beyond our control."

"He didn't fall..." Aldrich murmured, stroking the divine pattern over and over again.

"What else did he say?" He looked at Santos expectantly.

Santos was taken aback by him, and Borachi stepped forward calmly and said, "Your Highness said, if you still want to be Pope, I will let you be." He directly quoted Haider's words.

"Is it gone?" Aldrich was a little disappointed, but quickly cheered up, "I know, I will continue to stay in the Temple of Light."

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