After the holy sword is broken

The executor of the poem of truth must know a little about everything.

Therefore, in addition to the physical and sword skills of his job, Alger also needs to learn some knowledge of divination and basic magic after submitting the application for becoming an executor reserve.

Magic theory is notoriously difficult to understand, even if it's just the basics, it was a headache for little Alger at the time.

In contrast, divination made him even more fond of it.

An important reason for his partiality was a book of divination practice notes given to him by Ferro.

[I have chosen for a long time, and I still think this book is the most suitable for you.Keep it well, this note is very precious, and you have to return it after you use it up. 】

Belive's divination notes, a few words, are written on the cover in a beautiful round font, other than that, there is no other decoration.

The paper pages are a little yellowed, even though the sect has special means to preserve the books, the paper will inevitably become fragile after too long a time.

Alger must treat this notebook very carefully, not only turning pages carefully, but also avoiding sunlight as much as possible.

After the change of the times in 2000, the language used in the notes is quite different from the current human language, and the reading is not smooth, but Alger still likes this note very much.

Even if it is fragile, even if its language is out of touch with the times, even if it looks so difficult, he still likes it.

Because of the warmth.

Warm as Philo.

Through the lines of words, you can feel its owner, the tenderness and warmth conveyed through the words, and you can touch the beauty of the pulse.

Just looking at it, I feel my heart melt, and unconsciously, I want to raise the corners of my mouth.

To this day, Alger can still recall some fragments.

[Today, I used Gard cards to calculate a relationship problem for Tiffy, but unfortunately there was a big deviation.

This deviation is not only in the result, but also in the process.When arranging the card array, I accidentally put the position of two cards upside down.

After discovering this, I switched the two cards back in time, and the calculated result was exactly the opposite of the reality.

Then, I tried to put the two wrong cards back to the wrong position, but got the correct result.

Could it be that the fallacy in divination is also the revelation of the God of Destiny in the dark? 】

[But in the end, I'm still very sorry for Tiffy.The frustration of the relationship made her very sad.If I had been more careful in my divination, such a mistake might not have happened, and I should bear full responsibility for it.Think carefully about how to help her impress her sweetheart.

Divination in the future must be more prudent. Since you hold the key of fate, you must use it well and play its due role.

Hope the future will bring happiness to all. 】

"Wait a minute," Alger suddenly woke up from the memory, "Then the 'Tiffy' she mentioned in her diary is—"

This intimate short name, familiar pronunciation, associated with that era, Alger suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Saint Tiffany, the saint of that generation, was also the one who finally sealed Jiuros with the holy sword."

"……"really.

Is it actually a close friend who turned against each other...

It was a bad debt back then.

Alger remembered again that the diary was incomplete, the last few pages seemed to have been torn off violently, leaving only a few words from the previous page.

【Nothing happened today, so I did a divination for myself...】

In retrospect, the entire notebook, in various senses, is full of content.

"After the empire was built, she was supposed to stay in the poem of truth, but just after she chose to sleep, a red dragon she had subdued took her away.

"At the same time, the kingship of the empire also completed a change. Emperor Augustus suddenly announced his abdication and handed over the supreme power of the empire to his former subordinates. The church was busy helping the new emperor stabilize the situation and had no time to take care of it. Can let the red dragon leave."

"But," Alger called to stop again, he felt a little strange, "Didn't you say that the religious order has an iron law that you are not allowed to participate in politics?"

"Do you think it's possible?" Fei Liya's eyes were full of helplessness: "Our existence itself has already involved it. Don't forget whose territory the church is in now."

Every inch of the empire has its owner.The emperor gave the land to the big nobles, and the big nobles distributed the territories to the small lords.

Many noble families have their own inheritance of secret arts.In their territory, no matter whether it is the church of the Stars Department or other secret arts groups, they cannot easily settle in.

When it comes to getting a place to live, there are usually only three options.

The first is to live in seclusion like the secret key of the holy door of the order.

The second is to accept the recruitment or cooperation of local lord families with secret art inheritance.

The third is to reach an agreement with nobles who do not have the inheritance of secret arts, and provide shelter from hidden power for their territories, so as to gain a foothold.

The poetry of truth belongs to the third case.

"Besides, laws and regulations are always broken. This is not a commandment handed down by the gods, but a constraint imposed by the sects on themselves."

Thinking of the conversation with the princess just now, Felia sighed complicatedly, and continued the previous narration:

"It is said that the red dragon made a promise to the religious group, as long as the poem of truth finds it with the ring of the chief priest, it will agree to any of our requests.

"But we haven't been able to find it since it left. The cunning red dragon has made us an empty promise."

Although from the very beginning, I knew that the "any" in Red Dragon's words contained moisture, but I still didn't expect that the other party would directly ignore the premise of fulfilling it.

When Borgins heard this passage, before Fei Liya finished speaking, he hurriedly asked: "If the red dragon has lived to this day, will it be..."

Alger also reacted, he looked at Burgess: "That ancient dragon?"

Know the rings of the chief priests, take the initiative to ask them questions, the unusual habitat, surprisingly powerful strength, and the iconic magma ball-like eyes of the ancient dragon...

It's an exciting conjecture, and if it can be confirmed, it's even more exciting than finding the lava core itself.

This means that they touched a corner of the ancient legend.

However, only Dana who opened the portal knew the coordinates of that location.

"Missing?" Alger repeated in astonishment, "Didn't Goer come back?"

Dana was ordered to go to Wangcheng to look for Goer, the ninth executor. Now, the one who was found has returned, but the one who sought it has disappeared.

what's the matter...

Fei Liya: "Goer was sent back by the princess. We asked about Dana, but the princess didn't know."

Alger frowned: "Is this royal city cannibalistic?"

"You want to go to him?" Burgess asked.

Alger frowned and clenched his fists: "No, do you still remember the Chimera corpse placed in the Mage Tower?"

You can use prophecy magic to find clues from Chimera and reverse the location at that time.

After all, recasting the holy sword is the first task, and there is no need to delay.

"no?"

In Dana's mage tower, amidst the unbelievable thoughts of Ta Ling, Fei Liya stood in front of the huge Chimera corpse, and shook her head at Argel who asked her back.

"That is to say, we can only find Dana?" Alger suddenly relaxed his brows, but relaxed.

Worries about close friends will not dissipate because of the level of task priority.

If he could find him in a legitimate way, even if the step of recasting the holy sword would take more time, the depression in his heart would subside a lot.

"Oh, gods, how could this be? What a misfortune, is this a terrible curse? Why, why is the owner of this tower always unable to escape the fate of disappearing?! To leave me alone again, I am here alone. Destiny, impermanent fate, take me away too, I don’t want to face this hopeless life anymore..."

As Taring spoke, he really broke down and burst into tears.Illusory tears shed like money, and the invisible spiritual body cried out of breath, looking miserable, and those who saw it couldn't bear it.

"Mr. Tarling." Alger said calmly, "I will bring him back."

The butler-looking Taling cried even harder with a "wow", and floated over to lean on Alger's shoulder.

"Thank you... really thank you, Mr. Alger..."

Alger patted Taring's shoulder comfortingly, even though he could only feel a piece of cold soul energy.

"Don't worry, Dana will be fine."

"If we had said it earlier, we could still ride Her Royal Highness's carriage and go straight to the city, instead of going out of the teleportation gate as we do now."

It was now afternoon, and the day he decided to enter the royal city, he set off.

Walking out of Fei Liya's portal, the closer to the king's city, the more lively the neighborhood will be.As before, the two wore long cloaks and hoods to hide their faces.

As a favored subject under the command of the princess, Burgess owns a mansion in the royal city.In other words, since he returned to the Human Empire, he has almost always settled in the royal city, so he is very familiar with the paths here.

"I am an important minister, not a favorite." Burgess emphasized again, "I am a legendary blacksmith, and there are very few blacksmiths of my level in the world.

"The Viscount Yamutaris was conferred when I returned to China when I was still a great blacksmith. After I was promoted to Legend, I was supposed to raise my title, but I thought it was troublesome so I continued to be a Viscount.

"In order to keep me, the royal family spent a lot of money, and many of my treatments are beyond the standard. Although I am called a viscount, my actual treatment is higher than that of many earls."

Burgess boasted seriously to Alger, but the tips of his ears were faintly red.

Alger looked funny, and couldn't help reaching out to stroke his head.

"Well, that's great."

After listening to Borgins, the tips of his ears trembled slightly, and he was about to float with joy.At any rate, he still remembered that he was a viscount, so he forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart and coughed in disguise.

"Well... I have already notified the steward, and they should greet you at the gate of the city."

There was a long queue in front of the city gate, and the gate guards carefully checked the people entering the city.

"Outside, or go back to the city?"

"No weapons in the city, disarm."

"Dangerous goods are not allowed either, Wangcheng's control is very strict, especially recently."

For a large number of civilians who dare not carry weapons and dangerous goods, Alger's epee is particularly conspicuous, attracting the attention of others.

Still far away from the city gate, the sensitive guard has already shouted loudly: "The man in the cloak over there, take off the hood, take off the weapon and hold it above your head!"

Burgess held Alger beside him.

"You are a priest, and I am a nobleman, so I don't have to abide by these prohibitions."

He took off his hood, revealing that handsome face.

"Master Viscount Burgess?!"

Someone recognized him, and the gate of the city suddenly became chaotic.

The crowd pushed and shoved, wanting to stay away from the precious and noble lord, so as not to accidentally scratch him, which would not be enough to pay for his life, but also stretching their necks to see what the viscount looks like.

It is too rare to see aristocrats who go out without a car or a horse and only take an "attendant".What's more, this viscount is also very handsome, and I want to see it again after seeing it once.

People stretched their necks, tipped their toes, and pushed and squeezed.

In the chaos, a carriage drove out of the city gate, and a knight led a group of followers, riding at the forefront.

The knight was wearing formal attire and a long scarlet cloak behind him, with a handsome face and firm eyes.The short golden-brown hair shone like gold in the sun, and the lake-like dark green eyes only reflected the figure of the lord.

"Master Viscount." The knight got off his horse and knelt down in front of Burgess.

"Get up. Joseph, long time no see. How are the mansion and territory doing?"

The knight in formal attire stood up straight and replied to the lord.

"all good."

Burgess nodded with satisfaction: "You have always been trustworthy."

The knight bowed his head, accepting the lord's praise.

The pent-up longing in my heart was comforted the moment I saw him.

There is much more to say.

Lord Viscount has lost weight recently.

When Mingming went out, he said that he would be back in a few days, but why did he wait until the weather had warmed up for a whole season before seeing him again?

I want to ask him if he can bring himself as a knight with him on his next trip.

But the tall knight has long been used to silence, he only dared to meditate on these words in his heart, never said them out.

"Oh, yes, I'll give you this back."

A badge fell into the palm of his hand, and it still carried the temperature of Lord Viscount, which made his heart tremble slightly.

Sword and lance crossed in front of shield, this is his knightly insignia.Lord Viscount forcefully pulled it off from his neckline before leaving.

[Lend this to me for use, and return it to you when I come back. 】

Does it mean anything that the thing closest to your heart is taken away by someone who is about to travel far?

He couldn't sleep at night because of a certain guess. He wanted to think deeply, but he didn't dare to think about it.

If it's true, if, even a little bit...

In reality, Lord Viscount boarded the carriage with a stranger in a cloak.Behind the stranger was a large sword with a strange shape.

"Sir, this is..."

"this?"

His lord Viscount laughed, his eyes were dazzled by his good looks, with his usual narrow face, as if he was playing tricks on someone.He said:

"It's your lord's wife."

The sound of dream and heart breaking together is so clear.

The author has something to say: After discussing with the editor, I plan to enter V tomorrow (April 4, Monday), starting from chapter 22 and ending with this chapter.There will be 24D updates on the same day, which will be released in three chapters.

Thank you for your support and companionship, and I will continue to work hard in the future to strive to write better stories. (*/ω＼*)