After the holy sword is broken

"Alger, you idiot, besides sending yourself into the hands of the enemy, did you cause any trouble?" The mage's voice was flat.

"He's not an idiot." Burgess expressed dissatisfaction with the Master's evaluation.

"He's clearly an asshole."

"An idiotic bastard." The mage compromised.

This time, Burgess nodded in agreement.

"Could you please stop talking..." Alger said weakly, "I didn't stop you because you laughed at me."

The mage finally approached condescendingly to examine the notch for him.

"What's going on?" With just one glance, he frowned.

"If I know, do I still need to ask you?"

"What did Mesenger do to you?"

Alger reacted for a while before he remembered that Mesenger was the name of Duke Iris.

"It seems to be nothing," he recalled with a frown, "but the environment of the Duke's Mansion is very strange. Kath said it was the influence of the mirror world."

"Are you caught in the mirror world?" Burgess asked.

"To be precise, I can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality."

He never knew whether he was in a dream or reality, whether he was in an illusion or a reality.

"However... There is a scene that can be determined to be the mirror world. It is a garden, and all the gardening constitutes a symbol, which seems to represent the symbol of sin and release."

Dana didn't know what to think of, his complexion suddenly changed, he pulled Alger up and left.

Burgess chased after him: "Where are you going?"

"Islamic group." Dana said concisely.

He opened the door, pulled Alger's arm, and found Bertha and Kath outside the door.

"I want to open the portal and help me protect myself so as not to be stopped. If someone comes to ask, it is the order of the princess."

In every piece of land in the New World that has been divided by major forces, teleportation spells should be used with caution.

It is very rude to transfer directly between the jurisdictions of different forces without prior communication.

It is often even considered that such behavior threatens the safety of the aborigines in the area, and therefore often encounters exclusion and hostility.

Especially in Wangcheng, the political and economic center of the human empire, where the laws and regulations are the strictest.The space here is monitored by the court mages, and no behavior with blurred boundaries is allowed.

Bertha: "Yes."

Kath: "Oh, why are you in such a hurry?"

Dana didn't have time to think about them. Opening the spell book was an instant portal, and he pulled Alger and stepped in.

"Wait a minute!" Burgess watched the silver light of the portal disappear.

Taking a deep breath, he looked deeply at the several archmages who followed him: "Do you know the coordinates of the poem of truth? Open the door. If something happens, just say it's me."

Two silver lights lit up one after the other.

In front of the never-closing door of the poem of truth, three more figures appeared.

At this time, it was late at night, and the streets were empty.

"Go in." Dana said.

"No, wait a minute." Alger stopped, frowning tightly, and clenched his fists suddenly.

Dana snatched the sword from Alger's hand.

Burgess stared at the mage vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Soon, he also noticed something was wrong.

Alger's breathing became heavy, his eyes were tightly closed, and his teeth were clenched, as if he was suppressing something.

Suddenly, he let out a painful moan from his throat, and tore off the collar he had just tied.Around his neck, the necklace made of sterling silver had burnt deep marks on his skin.

"What happened?" Fei Liya, who was on duty tonight, felt the trace of the magic wave and walked out of the door.

"I should ask you this." Dana tore off the necklace from Alger's neck, and fixed his eyes on Fei Liya.

Fei Liya's gaze fell on Alger, and she frowned: "Bring him in first, close the door, and I'll notify the others."

The poem of truth is known as the "gate that never closes", and it is closed tonight.

There are always discrepancies between plans and reality.

Even if the person who made the plan is the priest of the gods, it is no exception.

"I originally wanted to tell him when he came back this time, but unexpectedly, the suppressed bloodline awakened ahead of time."

The chief priest rubbed his forehead and was woken up in the middle of the night. Hearing about such a big event in his chaos, his head suddenly woke up and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Suppressed blood?" Burgess repeated.

The chief priest put down his hand rubbing his forehead, his face was a little dignified: "You asked me earlier, why I gave him the task of recasting the holy sword alone, I didn't say it at the time, but I can tell you now.

"Because the holy sword was broken because of him."

So the consequences must be borne by him.

"How is it possible?" Burgess retorted subconsciously.

That is the holy sword, which once suppressed the entire gate of hell and beat the monarch-level demons back to the lower plane.

How could it be broken so easily because of a mere fighter, even a sword master?

"Let's start from the beginning." The chief priest sighed.

It was a rainy night.

A sorceress bursts into the door of the Verse of Truth.

"Please, help me, there's nothing I can do, I... have nothing to do."

At that time, the priest who had not yet taken over the position of chief priest, but had already been trained as the next chief priest, walked out of the night duty room.

"Ma'am, what's the matter with you?"

He noticed that the sorceress was still a pregnant woman, with a big belly, but extremely weak.Her face was paler than the chalk used to paint the walls.

"Please come in quickly, it's not good for you and your child to be exposed to the rain."

He used the robe to shield the sorceress from the rain, and wanted to let her enter the room, but the sorceress refused.

"No, if I can kill this evil seed, I will do whatever it takes."

The high priest, who was a priest at the time, froze.

He never thought that there would be any mother in the world who hated her child so much.

"This is the blood of the devil." The sorceress looked into his eyes and paused every word.

"A woman greedy for power was deceived by the devil. Because of the existence of the contract, I couldn't kill him, and when he was born, I, who supported him as a mother, would die.

"Please kill him, after I die, please kill this evil seed."

The sorceress' voice was full of hatred and remorse.

After that, the sorceress remained in the Order.She refuses all food, refuses all help that can bring her even a little bit of comfort, and lives almost masochistically.

And because of the existence of the devil's blood, the church couldn't even use divine magic to heal her.

Just a few days later, she gave birth.

As she herself said, after giving birth to her unborn child, she was in pain and stopped breathing.

The order buried the sorceress in a cemetery outside the town of Quayside, and prayed for her extradition, but made trouble for the child she left behind.

Although, the wish of the child's mother is to hope that the order will kill him.But when a child is born, his life should not be decided by his parents, he is already an independent life.

This baby is the son of mankind favored by the gods.

It is also the blood of the demon that the abyss is watching.

What should I do?

At that time, he had not yet taken over the position of chief priest, but the chief priest at that time had entrusted him with most of the affairs, including this sudden incident.

【You always have to learn to lead the entire sect into the future, first try to shoulder the responsibility of a life. 】

The old chief priest gazed at him lovingly, and entrusted him with all authority.

The priests of the poem of truth are at odds with each other, and the two diametrically opposed opinions have their own supporters, and the weight of the balance is in his hands.

"After seven days, even we can't kill him easily. We must make a decision as soon as possible." Fei Liya said to him.

"I've decided..." Within a total of seven days, he made his decision on the third day.

"Let's keep him." After saying this, he breathed a sigh of relief.Obviously he shouldered a heavier burden, but his heart relaxed.

"Isn't the meaning of our existence just this? Redemption, spreading the blessings of the gods. He is the son of mankind, a creature born on this side of the continent, so he is a child favored by the gods."

However, it is not enough to just make a decision. Since he wants to raise him, he must first solve his blood problem.

"It can be suppressed with the holy sword." Fei Liya came up with a plan that had been calculated for many days, "pass a ceremony, but he is still too young. If you want to ensure that he can grow up normally in the future, you cannot seal him."

In the end, they decided to imitate the seal of the holy sword that St. Tiffany used on Jiuruosi 2000 years ago.

"However, in our generation, there are no saints." Felia said.

Only a saint can exert the full power of the holy sword.

He pondered for a while: "Then strengthen the seal every once in a while."

"Then he couldn't be raised in the church when he was a child."

This is the place where the power of order is strongest. The holy light of the gods shrouds it all the time, and it is incompatible with the power from the abyss.

[Leave it to Maureen. 】

Felia didn't quite agree with this proposal, but he insisted on doing it anyway.

[As you wish, Your Excellency. 】

At that time, Fei Liya sighed and agreed.

"Give it to Ms. Maureen, do you have any questions?" In the conference room, Burgess asked a little puzzled.

"It's due to other reasons." The chief priest avoided the question, "In short, since then, every once in a while, without Alger's knowledge, we will perform a ceremony to strengthen the seal on him. Until, the holy sword broke. "

Fei Liya interface: "It was the same ceremony that day. But I don't know why, during the ceremony, his power burst out suddenly. The ceremony was interrupted, and the holy sword was damaged by the backlash. Huber, the sixth executor who presided over the ceremony, Very seriously injured. Half of the seal has been strengthened, far less than usual."

This is the real reason why the holy sword was broken and the sixth executor was on vacation.

Dana, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

"I calculated the date. According to what you said, the time when the holy sword was broken coincided with the time when Mesengel's eldest son died. He probably sacrificed his own son to find out Alger's location."

His voice paused: "Based on this, the first Duchess died 23 years ago... also because of a sacrifice, right?"

The mage sneered: "This group of devil worshipers really deserve to be depraved lunatics."

"The Fanatic" Alex, the fanatic of the devil.

Suddenly there was a scream outside, and then, a strong wave of force hedging broke out.

The glass on both sides of the conference room vibrated violently.

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, the Deep Well Ice Warning, Alger exceeded the score, really exceeded the score.