After the holy sword is broken

The time-traveling episode replayed, and Argel was a little confused in distinguishing reality from reality.

But this time, it was a little different from last time.

For example...

"Take it." Bertha handed him an epee and a dagger.

"And the emblem of the order," Kath tossed a silver necklace to him, and winked at him, "Let's go, we still rely on you to get out."

"What's going on? Just now..." Alger was pushed and ran out, still a little confused about the situation.

Bertha answered him: "It's the mirror world."

Alger frowned: "Mirror Realm?"

It sounds familiar.

"That's right, it's the mirror world modeled after Jinghu. I don't know if those blood clans in Jinghu don't do their own human trafficking, what's wrong with coming here, bah, they don't want their mother's face. "

Before he could recall, the grumpy Kath had already scolded her first.

Elder sister Bertha corrected her calmly: "The blood clan in Mirror Lake did not engage in the slave trade, it was the blood clan in the dark crypt."

"What's the matter with Mirror Lake?"

"Forget, there are so many blood clan factions, whoever has nothing to do to remember this, anyway, it's not a legal business."

"So what is the principle?" Alger interjected.

Kath: "Are you sure you want to hear it?"

Alger paused, remembering the past that was baptized by the mage with a theoretical storm.

Shaking his head.

"just forget it."

Go out first.

Bertha: "Be vigilant. This is the real Duke's Mansion. A scuffle is taking place now. The scene has gotten out of control. Be prepared for accidental injuries from arrows."

Alger drew out the epee: "Understood."

"Fuck, fuck, it's a sword made by Your Excellency Burgess, it's in good condition!" Kath admired all over her face.

Alger: "...I haven't even activated the runes yet."

Even if you blow with your eyes closed, you have to have a degree, right?

"Then hurry up and get one," Cass urged.

"..."

Alger sighed, decided to ignore her, and asked Bertha instead: "Where are you going?"

The situation in the Duke's Mansion is very bad. The invasion of outsiders has turned this place into a battlefield of magic.

Mages don't even need to face each other, they can sense each other through walls and rooms, and then lock and release the secret technique of long-distance killing.

The defense mechanism of the entire mansion has been activated to resist foreign enemies.

The seemingly harmless flower arrangement will transform into poison ivy, and the moment a stranger approaches, it will surround him, wrap him tightly, and devour him silently.

The seemingly solid ground will suddenly sink, and the person standing above will fall into a bottomless trap, without even the sound of landing.

The dignified lady in the oil painting has the power to charm people's hearts.As long as he looked at her, he would immediately send the weapon in his hand into his chest with his backhand.

Bertha's amber eyes turned scarlet, like two pills of blood jade, the power originating from the blood was agitated, pulling the vitality of the poison ivy away.

The language belonging to the abyss spit out from Kath's mouth, and the existence from the other side of the gate of hell reached into the time and space shrouded by the rules of the gods.

Alger swung his sword and chopped off the arm of an iron-clad puppet, and asked with some maladjustment: "Did you really not betray the sect?"

"No, I disappointed you."

"How is it possible, little rascal."

The same blood-red eyes looked at him, but the difference was that the owner of the eyes looked calmer, and the other was more playful.

Alger's hands trembled in shock at Kath's address, and he almost failed to knock down the hidden arrow from the opposite side.

"...Please be sure, don't, ever use that title for me again." Alger pronounced his words clearly.

"Follow your will, my lord." Cass took a break from her busy schedule and winked at him.

"..."

Can this matter be reversed?

After solving the last little trouble, Bertha looked around and said lightly: "Well, there is only a wall separating us, should we go around, or..."

Burgess was walking in the chaotic duke's mansion, and "the favor of the moon god" radiated a faint light.

There are at least three forces at work here.

Devil worshipers, royal families and religious orders.

This morning, the second prince suddenly launched an attack against the Duke of Iris, accusing them of committing hundreds of crimes, including mentioning death row, instigating civil strife, treason, colluding with the abyss, killing nobles, framing and imprisoning priests.

The royal faction wants to mobilize the power of the old aristocracy, and of course the great aristocrats with a long heritage and profound heritage will not do it.However, the dispute between the two parties had just begun, and the residence of Duke Iris was in chaos first.

Due to the existence of the two major crimes of "treason" and "collusion with the abyss", the royal family sent troops and court mages to control the Iris family that day.

A series of changes caught many people off guard.The layout of the royal city suddenly became treacherous, and no one dared to say what the final direction of this matter would be.

As a weapon craftsman who doesn't care much about the political situation and doesn't want to get involved in the core of power, Burgess can roughly see the following two points from a very special perspective——

The second prince is probably the real second.

The reason why the princess came to Dock Town was to unite the Poetry of Truth and even all the sects of the Star Cult Department, although this alliance is very temporary and fragile.

"Your Excellency Burgess, you don't need to take the risk yourself, just leave it to us."

Said a mage walking beside Borgins.

"I don't feel relieved if I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Please be sure to find him before the major sects, and I will trouble you."

Burgess said lightly.

He does not trust the princess, nor the poem of truth.

The mage shook his head.

"It is my honor to share your worries."

The Iris Duke's Mansion is the location of the Iris Duke's Mage Tower.

The reason why it is said that it is the location, not the mage tower itself, is because the real mage tower of Duke Iris is a whole demiplane.

And here is the entrance to the demiplane, the whole mansion is.Different locations lead to different places in the mage tower, and the two realities overlap and influence each other.

"Your Excellency Burgess," the mage held a copper buckle in his hand and frowned slightly, "The barrier has been broken, and I can perceive his exact location now, but..."

The breath is not right.

There was a loud noise not far away, as if a wall had been knocked open.

There was a huge earthquake.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Alger withdrew the epee in his hand.In front of him, a wall was broken by violence.

"Cough, cough, cough." Bertha narrowed her eyes, covered her mouth and nose, and coughed in the smoke.

"Cough cough cough, bah bah, fuck you |Mom| bastard Alger, can't you say hello in advance?"

Kath coughed and swore.

Alger's serious expression suddenly became helpless.

"Can you pay attention to your wording, don't be so vulgar, the two girls... speak more vulgarly than Ragal who stayed on the front line."

Kath was dissatisfied: "Why are girls emphasized? Everyone is a creature of the New World and enjoys equal love before the gods.

"Although many people think that young women represent the bottom line of group morality, I still think this is a stereotype. Although different genders bring different biological structures and ways of thinking, we have the same power to speak .”

"... Is it an honor for you, as a priest, to swear?"

Alger was puzzled.

"..." Cass, who was speaking impassionedly, suddenly got stuck.

Bertha took over the conversation, speaking sincerely: "You understand, we have been among those fallen people for so long, isn't it normal to acquire some habits?"

"Isn't Duke Iris quite civilized? He's still the leader of the fallen."

Kath raised her eyebrows: "After all, he is an aristocrat, so he can't hold back his demeanor, how can he be a jerk?"

"Then do you remember that you are a priest of the order?"

"..."

They have been undercover for too long, and they still need some time to adapt to their original identities.

"Alger." A familiar voice.

"Oh...cough, Mr. Burgess." Cass quickly restrained herself.

Alger turned his head to look, and surrounded by several mages, it was Burgess who hadn't seen him for several days.

The tightly furrowed brows slowly loosened when they saw him.In those sapphire-like beautiful eyes, there was exhaustion that could not be concealed, and the eyes were black and blue, and the chin had a bruise.

He seemed to have never seen Burgess like this.

In his memory, this contemporary legend has always maintained an excellent image.Even if he was caught in a battlefield or a collapsed dungeon, he wasn't as haggard as he is now.

Burgess looked at him quietly for a while before saying, "You have broken your promise."

You said that I can see you as soon as I open my eyes the next morning.But you didn't show up, not on the third day, until now.

"Sorry." Alger smiled apologetically at him, "It won't happen in the future."

Is this a promise?

Burgess' eyes were slightly bright, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Your Excellency Borgins, it's best not to stay here for too long." A mage suggested to him.

"The court mage, and the fallen, their battles can easily affect us, and there is also a strange demiplane here..."

"There's no half-plane anymore." Kath licked her lower lip, smiling evilly, "I just sacrificed the entire mirror world to the lower plane, and it's bloody money."

For so many years, it was not in vain.

The demon contractor sacrifices things from the main material plane, in exchange for power from the demon, and fulfills his wish.The stronger the sacrifice and the more important it is to the sacrificer, the stronger the power it will exchange for.

Several mages gathered around Burgess' expressions changed suddenly upon hearing these words, and the imminent spell was already at their fingertips.

"She is from the poem of truth." Alger quickly explained.

"The devil contractor you mentioned?" Burgess remembered that when solving the Patostone problem, Alger mentioned that there was a member of the cult who traded with the devil.

"The eighth executor, Kath, and her twin sister, the seventh executor, Bertha." Alger briefly introduced.

Burgess nodded, and was about to say something when a noisy voice came from the side.

"Too presumptuous! Who are you? Don't touch me!"

Alger heard it familiar, and turned his head to look.

"My lord!" The princess broke away from the escorts on the left and right, ran towards Alger, and threw herself into his arms.

Burgess' face suddenly darkened.

"What's going on?" Alger didn't notice Burgess' reaction, but asked the princess in his arms unexpectedly.

The princess's voice was panicked: "I don't know, I was just staying in my room, and they suddenly broke in..."

On the other side, the person escorting the princess stepped forward and showed his documents, on which was the seal of the royal family.

"My lord, Viscount Burgess, why are you here?"

Bertha, who was still wearing a maid outfit, took a step forward and presented a medal.

The members of the royal family only glanced at it, and immediately changed their words: "This...are you taking it away, or returning it to us?"

Kath looked at Alger jokingly: "Do you want to keep her? How should I put it, it was also dedicated to you by the Duke."

Alger frowned: "Detain someone from the royal family?"

Bertha explained: "This time it was originally a temporary cooperation. We have been undercover for the Iris family for so long, we can only restrict their development, but we cannot bring them down with the power of the religious order alone. If not for a few days ago, Dana suddenly Get in touch with us..."

She shook her head: "I'm afraid there are still some."

Cass answered proudly: "But if I don't sacrifice the mirror world, the royal family can't even think about taking over the Duke's mansion smoothly, so if you have any benefits, hurry up and ask for anything."

The princess clenched Alger's collar tightly, buried her face deeply in his arms, trembling slightly: "My lord, I don't want to follow the royal family, please keep me."

Burgess, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, finally couldn't bear it any longer. He took a step forward, with a straight face, and pulled the two shoulders with his hands to force them to separate.Then he grabbed Alger by the collar, found a random door, and dragged him in.

"Burgess, what's the matter with you?"

Following his strength, Alger was somewhat staggered and dragged into a room that was still in good condition.

Still have the face to ask?

Burgess closed the door, pressed Alger against the wall, approached his slightly haggard but still handsome face, and asked in a vicious tone, "What's the matter with you?!"

What did the duke dedicate to him?

How much effort did he spend trying to find him?Can't eat or sleep all day, this bastard is lucky, after only being separated for a few days, he has a new lover?

"I have nothing with her, really... I, you don't move around, why are you pulling my clothes?"

"I don't believe it, I want to check it myself!"

"Check what? Really nothing..."

"What kind of clothes are you, why are you so hard to take off? Who helped you put on such complicated clothes?"

"No, it's a good dress, and you've torn the slipknot into a tight knot."

"You are—"

Burgess frowned suddenly, and his fingertips slid across Alger's heart.

"This position should be a notch..." Alger lowered his head, but found that the notch became very faint, and some lines almost disappeared.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

"Al..." The voice paused, and the visitor obviously saw a very bad scene, "Jie."

The door was closed again, accompanied by an apologetic voice: "Sorry to bother you."

Alger froze for a moment, then roared towards the door: "Daina! Come back to me!"

The author has something to say: Happy May Day everyone~(≧▽≦)/~