Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

"You...can you break the curse!" Sissel was so anxious that she almost cried, this spell...is too uncomfortable!Sissel rubbed on the carpet impatiently, he didn't want to perform jerking off in front of Dinin at all.

Dining stared at him, the heat on his face was almost smoking, and he stammered, "Teacher...won't you?"

Sissel really wanted to cry without tears: "Of course he won't!"

Count on the teacher?Sissel thought, if one day he needs to be cured, it is absolutely reliable to find a teacher to solve the aphrodisiac?It would be better to pray directly in front of the statue of the God of Light!

Dinin gasped, and knelt beside Sissel, with his hands raised in the air, trembling as if he didn't dare to make a move, those who didn't know thought he was the one who had been cursed.

"God of Light, why did I come to you?" Sissel was about to be tormented by the spell, and he muttered, "I'm sure...the brain was broken by the spell, I...I'd better find you." Someone who can solve it..."

As he spoke, he wanted to stand up, but it was a pity that he crawled for a long time, because once the willpower was relaxed, it was like a dam bursting, and it couldn't be blocked at all. On Ning's lap, it was farther away from the target he stood up to.

"Sissel..." Dinin bit his lip, the mermaid's teeth were much sharper than human's, and the way he bared his teeth made him look a little more dangerous.

Dinin hesitated for a moment, grabbed Sissel and turned him over on the carpet, then tore off his pants—

"Hey!" Sissel trembled, "You...you don't want...I didn't tell you to..."

He half-spoken, and held back, because some goddamn fang of some fish scratched some of his secondary vitals—

"It hurts, it hurts!" Sissel wailed, pulling Dinin's hair, and her eyes welled up.

Dining was more flustered than him, and hurriedly threw a healing spell to stop the bloody tragedy in time. This kind of thing is too skillful, no matter how much written knowledge you have learned, it will still be a tragedy if you don't have practical experience.But fortunately, even after going through the tragedy, the spell was still persistently in effect, and the pain didn't interrupt it at all, but made Sissel have a kind of longing like prostration.

He pulled Dinin's hair and saw that the mermaid's expression was more innocent than his, trembling as if he was the victim, but he didn't even wipe the blood on his lips!

The spell and the timely healing technique quickly erased the memory of the pain. Sissel gritted her teeth, hugged Dinin, and began to play tricks: "You...you must settle this matter today!"

Maybe it was the blood that inspired the mermaid's instinct, or maybe it was Sissel's attitude that affected him, maybe... Even a human being, seeing the object he has always liked lying disheveled on the carpet in his room, asked to solve this kind of thing... …everything is inspired by something in nature.

The mermaid's sharp nails directly tore those well-made robes. The defensive magic circle on the priest's robes can resist external forces, but the master can't prevent it by tearing it off by himself. The transformed human legs merged into a slender and strong blue fish Its tail slapped on the ground, one can imagine how excited its owner was, those rough and slippery scales stuck to the softest skin of Sissel's thighs, he shivered, trying to hide, Dinin He lowered his head and bit his throat.

"You...you're not going to kill people..." Sissel whimpered, closing her eyes with a feeling of going to death.

……

After Kevin and Yalan dismembered the golem and divided up the spoils on the spot, Etjaye couldn't help reminding them:

"Isn't this thing considered evidence? Doesn't need protection?"

Yalan shook her head: "Do you really think of me as a magistrate or a judge? Secular laws have regulations on evidence, but I am a priest, not a professional case handler, and the dangerous enemies we face are not the kind that require first Interrogation before sentencing! Do you want to give an Annihilation cultist time to make his own statement, and then stop him from murdering and setting fire after he finishes speaking?"

Atgaya said, "No, I'm just saying, won't keeping this golem help us find more clues?"

"But it's been dismantled." Yalan said awkwardly.

Etjaye saw his aggrieved expression, and immediately changed his words: "Tear it down as soon as it is removed, what's the big deal!"

But they have been tinkering with the golem for a long time. Yalan and Kevin can also do basic carvings. Any spellcaster who wants to make a golem will learn to sculpt in advance. Otherwise, what a spellcaster pursues is not only knowledge, but also art. Woolen cloth?

Yalan held a part of the golem's tail and said, "The creator's carving technique is very personal."

Atgaya stared at it, but couldn't see any style.

"It is mainly hand-carved, and cutting spells are not used in many places, so every knife has personal marks." Yalan said, showing the tail to Et Gaya, "The traces caused by the spell will be more neat, even if the control is not good. A good mage, one spell is one spell, he can’t control the length at most, but the cut surface of each spell will be smooth, but this one is not. The traces can only be realized directly by hand.”

"What does that mean?" Atgaya said.

"The sculptor of the golem is not only the mage himself." Yalan said, "From the saber technique, we can also see traces of at least two people. Different saber wielders have different habits of using force."

Kevin nodded and concluded: "The gang committed the crime."

But just like this, it is still impossible to directly determine whether the perpetrator has any connection with Duke Catilla. Thinking of this, the joy of sharing the spoils faded away again.

"Should we have a knife on that rock, so that everyone who sees it can try to scratch it?" Atgaya said.

The casters didn't want to take his joke, at least the golem was destroyed, and the attack might be temporarily interrupted.

They had been tossing until dawn, and the window began to turn white. There were obvious dark circles under Kevin's eyes. Yalan couldn't help but remind him to take a rest, but Kevin had a gloomy face, as if he didn't want to rest much.

"I'll go see the cemetery again."

Yalan sighed, "Then you should sleep for a while at least at noon."

Kevin nodded in agreement, but looking at his leaving back, Ya Lan obviously didn't believe that superficial nod.

"Mavis." Yalan said, "That's a good holy white knight."

Etgaya was silent for a while, and said: "Ten years ago, I guessed that there would be such a day. When I led the army to the Kantanaroa Temple to ask for someone, Mevis confronted me for half a month. An expression that insists on killing the necromancer on the spot. But when I took Kevin away, I felt like he was about to cry."

"Unbelievable!" Yalan said, "That knight stronger than a lion, crying?"

Etjaye smiled weakly: "Anyway... If something happens to him, Kevin should cry."

"I hope that Duke Connor won't even ignore the last point of the bottom line, and really use his brother as a sacrificial ceremony to the evil god." Yalan frowned.

When they returned to the station, Et Gaya just walked all over the street in such a bright and aboveboard way. As long as the passing soldiers saw a white robe, they would automatically give way and salute. No one looked up. The face exposed in the collar of the white robe was the day before yesterday. Or the rapist they identified.

Moiraine was waiting at the door, and as soon as they came back, the female knight hurriedly began to report: "We are looking for the 'rape victim' and protecting him from secondary harm as an excuse, and we have all the surrounding areas of the library, including civilian areas. A preliminary investigation was carried out."

Et Gaya's expression was obviously helpless - this kind of embarrassment can really be used!

"What's the result?" Yalan looked into her bright eyes. Based on her understanding of her over the years, Moiraine had definitely investigated some key issues.

"No trace of magic!" said Moiraine cheerily.

Etjaya stroked his chin: "Oh, really? I don't see why it's fun."

Moiraine gave him a blank look: "Dark Knight, tsk tsk."

When did paladins start to participate in the professional discrimination chain?They are all knights, so the one who uses the holy light has a higher IQ than the dark knight?Etjaya rolled his eyes back, Yalan smiled in between.

"There are no obvious traces of magic in the surrounding area. First, it means that the mastermind is not hiding among the civilians, so it can be basically confirmed that it is related to the nobles. Second, this attack is obviously aimed at a specific group of people."

Yalan nodded, and smiled approvingly at Moiraine, and sure enough, the female knight puffed out her chest happily.

"Two large-scale attacks, one was the legion's barracks, and the other was the Sanctuary of Truth."

"Landmarks?" Atgaya said. "Some enemies who like to create momentum love to attack landmarks."

"That's the barracks of the Magic Legion of the Duke of Haines, which was just stationed, not the landmark of the fortress." Yalan said.

Atgaya thought for a while: "Then, the victims are all spellcasters, or at least have some magic power."

Military mages accounted for only one-third of the magic legion brought by Haynes. The legion also consisted of warriors who protected the spellcasters. These fighters would form formations and charge when necessary, but it was a magic legion after all, and the chosen fighters were all It's the kind that can use one or two elementary spells, and there is no hope of becoming a serious spellcaster, but it is still possible to use flash lighting to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

The Sanctuary of Truth, this is a mage organization.

"Oh, and more!" Moiraine added, remembering something, "During the investigation, the medical officer in the city said that the owners of two magic shops on West Street had accidents one after another. It seemed that one fell from the second floor of the house, and the other I stumbled in the store and became a vegetable. We have been to the scene and performed a special magic test, and the control is so subtle that it is almost impossible to detect."

"It seems that the enemy used 'succubus' as a cover for a large-scale attack, which also attracted our attention. Scattered small-scale attacks are also happening, omitting the use of aphrodisiacs to pretend to be a succubus, and directly sucking away souls."

"And the method is very rigorous!" Et Gaya said, "We must first know the existence of the magic of absorbing souls before we can judge that these two people have been attacked. Wrestling in your own house without eyes!"

Yalan nodded slightly solemnly: "Is Sissel's matter settled yet?"

Moiraine scratched her head: "Um, what's the matter with Sissel? No one knows where he is."

"Perhaps, just ask Dining." As a teacher, Yalan spread her hands, but thoughtfully said, "Forget it, let's wait for the two of them to come out by themselves."