Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

Orcs can give birth to offspring when they are about ten years old, and then reproduce steadily at the rate of one child per year. Some records left by the elves show that they existed in ancient times before the elves invented writing. Their strong reproductive ability was once They made them spread almost in every corner of Feanor continent, until other civilized races appeared one after another. In the face of cruel survival and territorial competition, this race with no advantages other than being born more and being brave and fierce declined rapidly. Now, apart from the circus and the Colosseum, they can only be seen in the deep mountains, old forests and some plateau areas.

Due to their low intelligence, although they have existed for tens of thousands of years, they have never developed any decent civilization, and they don't even have their own characters, and they still live half like humans and half like animals. -- "Feno Continental Encyclopedia · Humanoid Creatures"

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After the deputy head of the Knights Templar went out, he was busy threatening the few people who had seen the evidence with him, saying that the matter had not been clarified, that they were not allowed to spread rumors, or they would settle accounts after the autumn, etc., and ordered the Knights Templar to disperse those The onlookers whispered around the cathedral on the third and outer floors. When he turned around and noticed the situation in the church, Darius had lost too much blood and passed out.

"Are you crazy!" Sack also thought that Evandel held Darris hostage just to negotiate terms, but he didn't expect that Evandel would openly kill their leader in front of so many Templar knights, "Even if you doubt He is guilty and should have a fair trial through the Council of Archbishops, stop his bleeding quickly! You can’t just kill a Templar Commander, unless you want to become the enemy of the entire Templar Order!”

Having recovered a little bit of strength, Leicester also walked out while supporting the wall: "He's right, you can't just kill Darris like this, even if the evidence is solid."

"Can't I?" Evandel raised his eyebrows, "But I just did it."

The mage didn't want to listen to them any more, so he used magic power to condense into a black blade, and beheaded Darris who had been motionless.

Sac was stunned for several seconds before he said in astonishment: "You...you actually..."

"How so?" Evandel asked disapprovingly.

It's one thing for Sac to dislike Darris privately, but a mage blatantly killed the head of the Knights Templar under the watchful eyes of everyone. will be gone.

So Sark could only grit his teeth: "You really killed him! Even for the honor of the Knights Templar, we absolutely cannot tolerate you - a mage, openly killing our leader! Attack!"

Following his orders, some Templars rushed into the cathedral, while others hesitated. They heard Evandel's accusation against Darius. Even if he didn't see the "evidence" that the mage said with his own eyes, Sak's behavior of coercing the other onlookers to keep silent after he came out has already made some Templars realize something.

Avondel was not surprised by the reaction of the Knights Templar. He used another Weakness Curse, causing the Templars who rushed into the church, including those who were about to rush in, to get down on the ground.

"Take off your armor! Don't bring a two-handed sword with a dagger. Even if we tear it with our hands and bite our teeth, we must not let this villain who desecrated the body of His Excellency the Pope and killed the head of the Knights Templar escape!" Affected by some weak curses, he still loudly commanded his men to attack, and named those templars who hesitated one by one, "Rock, Kyle, Mills, and Ivan! Are you going to disobey the order? ? Don't forget your oath!"

After all, the obedience training over the years had the upper hand, and those who were named also joined the ranks of the attack with a look of helplessness.

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In the cathedral, Leicester held his forehead tiredly and helplessly, and began to regret that he was so dizzy and impulsive that he followed the mage into such an unsolvable place, knowing that Avondel had no intention of reuniting with him at all. Deadlock: "As long as you are willing to listen to my advice, things will not turn out like this."

"...I have also tried to hand over the villains to the authorities before, thinking that there would be some kind of fair trial, and the final result only made me realize one thing-if you want a bastard to pay for his crimes, what? It’s not as effective as killing him with your own hands.” Evandel said without any regrets, “You are right about one thing, this is Darris’ territory, and his power in this city is deeply rooted, I don’t want to let him off. opportunity for sin."

"Then what should we do now?" Ferdinand huddled in the corner, every wrinkle on his face was full of sorrow, Avondel could not be affected by the holy words of exorcism at all, but he couldn't, he had completely lost the ability to cast spells .

Evandel used a shield technique at the door to block the templars who were rushing forward despite the curse of weakness, and then he used a magic to make his voice spread far away , so that most people in the city can hear it.

"Residents of Micaran, I am Avondel, you should know me, I am the author of "Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent", the mage who defeated the demon army, and the only one who can open the portal to another world." Evandel said loudly, "I just exposed a shameful conspiracy. Darris, the Knights Templar, murdered your beloved Pope for his own selfishness. The facts are clear and the evidence is sufficient. The price has been paid, but the corrupt Knights Templar are attacking the Cathedral of the God of Light in order to cover up their crimes, do you want to see these depraved people succeed?"

At this time, Palos sneaked into Micaran with two disguised demons. He originally wanted to find the Pope in private and discuss whether he could cooperate with the demons, but he heard such a passage by accident.

"The Pope is dead?" Alfred looked back at Leicia, but Leicia looked at Palos: "Who should we go to now?"

Palos' focus was entirely on Evandel: "...he's in trouble, we have to go to the Cathedral of the God of Light!"

"Wait!" Before Alfred had time to persuade him, Palos ran past the corner of the intersection, and they could only chase after him.

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"Will it work?" Ferdinand said without much hope. "People here have grown up listening to the hadith. If you want to encourage them to rebel against the Knights Templar, it is easier to persuade the tiger to skin you and give it to you." .”

"How do you know if you don't try?" Evandel said.

Reicester looked at him helplessly: "I hope you have a backup plan."

"I've always had a backup plan." Evandel looked outside the cathedral.

Sac was sniffing at Evandel's speech: "The residents of the holy city of Mikalan are the most devout believers of the God of Light. Do you think they would listen to the nonsense of a mage? It's ridiculous."

Before the words were finished, something suddenly hit the back of his head without a helmet, and Sac let out a short exclamation: "Ah! Who threw it?!"

He turned his head and stared angrily at the crowd who hadn't gone far even after being chased away by the Templars.

People just looked at him in silence, and that kind of gaze made him feel the danger instinctively. Sac put one hand on the hilt of his sword and walked towards the crowd, trying to nip some not-so-good things in the bud: "Who threw it, stand out!"

He was answered by a stone thrown from another direction. The stone hit his forehead firmly, and Sak's head was hit sideways. He held his bloody forehead in disbelief, and said no for a while. Speak up.

The Templars next to him hurried up a few steps, protected the deputy commander with their shields and retreated. This was like a signal, and more stones fell from all directions, hitting the armor and shields of the Templars. There was a thumping sound.

Anger spread like a fueled flame, and people began to yell and kick these heavily armed Templars in order to avenge the beloved Pope and prevent them from killing the heroes who protected the city. The only Sharku mage who can open the portal, or the Knights Templar—especially the mage hunters’ coercion in the name of religion has a long history of grudges, or it’s just to find an excuse to vent the sun’s disappearance The psychological pressure accumulated since then, in short, soon everyone began to frantically attack the city's former protector.

But the young man who threw the first stone squeezed out of the excited crowd, whistled cheerfully, went around the dark alley where no one noticed, and turned into a bat.

The Templars could face the charge of the devil directly, but they didn't know how to deal with such a scene. They could only support their colleagues who had been cursed with weakness, protect their heads with shields, and were pushed and shoved by the angry crowd. Sac didn't dare He ordered the use of weapons to fight back against these unarmed civilians, otherwise the situation would turn into "the massacre of ordinary people by the Knights Templar". He did not dare to bear such a bad name, so he could only be forced back step by step .

The adjutant asked him loudly what to do, and Sac covered his forehead and ordered: "Retreat! Go back to the barracks and close the gate!"

It is not without reason that he is only a deputy head in his 50s. Faced with such a situation that is completely out of control, hiding in his shell like a tortoise is the only way he can think of at present.

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After the Templars were forced to retreat, Ferdinand walked to the door with a sleepwalking attitude, looked at the mess and murmured, "Are we safe?"

"As you can see." Because of Ferdinand's cooperation just now, Avondel was not as mean to him as before.

"...Okay." Ferdinand swallowed, "So... and then?"

"Yeah, and then what?" Reicester said, "You're happy to end your grievances and let the bad guys get what they deserve, but you also completely paralyzed the Knights Templar. Two-thirds of the defense force, maybe more, without the leadership of the Knights Templar, those reinforcements from different countries will start to mess up first."

Evandel said helplessly: "Well, I admit that my handling method is too willful. It is really not the best plan to kill Darris at this time. Now please stop condemning me for the time being and think about how to deal with it together. okay?"

This time his mood did not get better with revenge, the old problems were not solved, and new problems followed one after another, so annoying that he really wanted to put down his pick and ride a griffin to hide far away and do nothing up.

Evandel has never been without a way out. If the crisis of the disappearance of the sun is really unsolvable, he can transform himself into a lich who does not need to eat and will not die like Festantis. He has already made all preparations , all the materials are lying in his bag, and the spell flow is already familiar, and Festantis, an experienced senior, will be there to help, even if everyone else dies from hunger and cold, he He can still exist, he can immerse himself in the ocean of knowledge like Festantis, and use the methods used by the gods or demons to explore the void until he finds another new world full of vitality.

But he still didn't want to give up on this world, and he wanted to keep writing his encyclopedia, recording more colors on this continent, instead of watching it turn into a lifeless wasteland.

Leicester's guards recovered from the weak curse and began to tidy up the scene. Silent monks also silently reorganized the Pope's body for burial. Several archbishops returned to the cathedral after the chaos. The Pope died. The head of the Knights was also killed, and they could only find Evandel to discuss a question that the mage couldn't find an answer for himself-what to do next.

Palos rushed over at this time.

Evandel saw him at a glance. After recovering his life, this hateful demon spy didn't know how to cherish it. He wanted to come out to show his presence. He looked dusty and was wearing an oversized cloak. It was the armor that Avondel asked Phils to throw away, and he wanted to know how it got on him.

Palos ran over without thinking about anything, until he saw Avondel standing here safe and sound, his brain had no time to think about other things, and was made knotted by too many thoughts: "Avondel , are you alright? His Excellency the Pope, he... passed away?"

The mage's already bad mood became worse: "I said that I never want to see you again, do you have to come out and challenge my endurance limit at this time?"

This made Palos a little sad, and in turn made Evandel a little irritated. The mage didn't understand why things had come to this point. He didn't understand that things had come to this point, how could he still be worried because of the disappointed expression of this demon spy.

Palos sighed softly, he had to look down at the ground to keep himself sane and calm: "Evandel, I know you don't want to see me, after the current crisis passes, I promise I will never Appeared in front of you, but now think about how to live together, okay? Protoss has no way to ignite the Titan world, but the demons can still do it, do you want to consider cooperating with the demons?"

"So you are negotiating with me on behalf of the demons?" Evandel looked at him with a sneer.