Miko

"Uncle, do you know how to go to watch the temple?" Timur asked hopefully.He had waited for ten years, but he hadn't waited for his father to come to him, so it would be better for him to find his father now.

However, Mora's father shook his head: "Every envoy can only go to the central island when he accepts the call from the Overwatch Temple. It's like a passage suddenly opened, and I don't know how to get there."

Although Timir knew that it was impossible to fulfill his wish easily, he was still disappointed in his heart: "Then how can I become a warrior of grace?"

The elder envoy looked at Timir and smiled: "Generally speaking, every god-given warrior and god-servant is taken over by his children, but it is not ruled out that God occasionally chooses sages and warriors who are famous in Spres .”

Timir opened his mouth, he wanted to say that his father was also a warrior of grace, but then he realized that this was just his own guess.A badge alone doesn't seem to be enough to explain anything.Moreover, if according to what the envoy said, people on the central island cannot leave at will, why did the father meet the mother?

"What does it mean to be a famous sage and warrior?" Timir was a little desperate, but still unwilling to give up that possibility.

"Everywhere you go, you leave a praiseworthy virtue. Those who have seen you and those who have not seen you all admire you, trust you, and hope to get your mercy... You are not a god, But he can get the respect that even the gods have never received!" The envoy raised his chin slightly, and looked up slightly, as if there was a sage or a warrior standing in front of him.

Timir smiled wryly: "Such a person..."

"Such a person is always strong, no matter what can change his determination, he is brave and kind but treats everyone equally... he sympathizes with all the weak, treats his friends with tolerance, but is ruthless to the enemy... he may He will make mistakes, but he has the courage to correct, and everyone is willing to forgive him. As long as he is with him, everyone feels at ease, everyone loves him sincerely, and pray for him..." The angel turned his gaze back to Timir's face: "Timer, no one is born a sage and a warrior!"

"Then what is faith?" Timmir's heart moved, and he remembered the dream that was only half dreamed.

"Faith is the truth! The only god of Sprice will guide us to find the truth." The envoy held the scepter in his hand and raised it above his head, closing his eyes as if praying. "God bestows happiness, God bestows joy, and everything will be dedicated to the supreme God and the inheritors of God..."

"But when you were hurt, did God really help you?" Timir was puzzled by the determination of the envoy.

"Everyone is born with hope and sin, so there are bloodstains... All the sufferings I have suffered are tests. As long as you are patient and firm in your faith, God will send a messenger of salvation..." The envoy opened his eyes, He looked at Timir firmly. "Aren't you here to save me and Mora?"

Timir admitted that the divine envoy at this moment exudes a holy light--firm eyes, grateful expression... He seemed to have an illusion for a moment, maybe he really came to the so-called God's guidance, will come here!

"My lord, the envoy, don't overestimate it." Lucius coldly interrupted Timir's conversation with the envoy.

"I'm sorry, but for me, Timir is the messenger of salvation." The envoy was not angry because of Lucius' unreasonableness, he was a truly cultivated person, and he could keep a smile on his face no matter what.

This brief conversation took place in the lobby on the first floor of Shedu.All members of the Darkmoon Faire boarded the airship and left Intercana Island on the first night.

Before leaving, Maya took out the gold coin that the man in black gave him, but Timir thought about it but refused.Except for the bag of gold coins that was donated to the envoy in order to rescue Marlena, the circus has almost no surplus. A bag of gold coins can be worth the income of the Darkmoon Circus for several years.

Both Maya and Drow felt sorry for Timir's insistence on leaving the Darkmoon Faire.Fortunately, the underground mercenary organization has extremely powerful information distribution channels, and if they want to meet in the future, it is very easy to contact each other.

Although we didn't feel much when we stayed together, when we really parted, Timmel still felt a little melancholy, like a part of his body peeled off.

No more waking up early to practice your riding skills, no more hasty trips where time suddenly seems long.When I woke up, I even felt like I was dreaming.

The reason why Timir and Lucius stayed in Shedu was entirely because of Mora's request - they should have left here immediately to reach the rest of the islands where Maggie's rights could not interfere.

Mora was poisoned, and it was chronic and acute. Her hair became shriveled and lost its luster, and her elastic skin also looked old due to lack of moisture.Even if there is a weak light power in her body, it still can't stop the normal law of birth, old age, sickness and death.

In this regard, Mora's father was not excited.He spent a long time sitting quietly beside Mora, watching helplessly as his daughter gradually became older than himself.

"Timer..." Mo La's voice was no longer clear, even a little harsh.She hoped that Lucius would be by her side until the end of her life, and that slightly hesitant "Can I?" made Timmel a little sad.Facing the envoy's and Mora's begging eyes, Timir couldn't say no to it, and didn't even have time to think, so he agreed first.

Lucius just smiled and lowered his eyes and said "That's it!" Timmir knew that he agreed to Mora's request.

At this moment, Timmel suddenly felt relieved.Although he once felt anxious because of the too close relationship between Mora and Lucius, but at this moment, in front of him, there is only a poor woman whose life is about to disappear.

Mora's life came to an end after nightfall. After asking Lucius to open the window for her to take another look at the beautiful starry sky, she suddenly said: "Lucius, I'm sorry... If I hadn't used rosemary, you Won't you go with me?..."

"...Beasts in estrus can hardly control their lust even without the scent of rosemary..." Lucius replied after a moment of silence.

"Thank you..." Mora's voice gradually weakened.

When Lucius died at the moment of Mora's death, his heart suddenly throbbed. When he turned to look at Mora, he found many tiny silver spots on her body.Those spots of light gradually diffused, as if they wanted to return to heaven and earth.Lucius stretched out his hand, and those light spots gradually gathered into his palm as if attracted, forming a ball of light.

"Is this positive power?" Lucius was puzzled. He felt vague love, attachment, and reluctance in those light spots, but this was not Mora's soul.Mora's soul dissipated completely the moment she died.

"Lucius..." Along with the sound of footsteps, Timir's voice came from far to near.

The ball of light flickered in Lucius' palm.

"Harpagon said let's see if there is any mission we are interested in!" When Timur pushed open the door, he happened to see Lucius covering Mora's eyes with his hand. "What's wrong with Mora..."

"Hush!" Lucius put his index finger on his lips: "She's tired, let her sleep!"

Lucius closed the window, walked out of the room, and carefully closed the door: "Harpagon's appearance is always just right..."

"Lucius, why isn't uncle here?" Timmir looked back and said casually.

"Don't worry, he'll be with Mora soon." Lucius said vaguely.

Timur snorted and didn't speak for a while.When descending the stairs, Lucius walked ahead, and Timmel could see the top of his head.The unhappiness that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time suddenly came to him, he stretched out his hand and hooked Lucius' neck, and lowered his voice while pulling back: "Don't resist, rob..."

Lucius rolled his eyes, tugged on Timir's arm, leaned his body slightly, and carried Timir on his back: "I don't have any money either."

Although Timir was a little dissatisfied with Lucius' lack of cooperation, but for the sake of going down the stairs, he reluctantly lay on his stomach.Lucius' back was broad and comfortable, and Timmir felt safe.

I don't know when he began to rely more and more on this young man who looked similar to his own age.At first, he just regarded Lucius as an abandoned spirit beast, and he indulged, loved, and even sympathized with Lucius.Later, he slowly began to believe that Lucius is a partner who can walk together forever.

In fact, Timir knew that Lucius was strong enough, even if he left him, he would still be able to live well.Instead, Timir has been relying on Lucius.He can be impulsive and make mistakes, maybe it's because he knows that Lucius can always deal with the aftermath for him.

When he knew that Lucius and Mora had a close relationship far beyond his own, even though he kept covering it up, he really felt disgusted in his heart.He thinks Lucius is dirty and Mora is unclean, and at the same time he hates himself for being so malicious that he doesn't want them to fall in love.

But when Lucius asked himself if he had desire, could he only vent to him, he ran away.

Lucius really didn't love Mora, and now this realization became clearer, but Timmel was even more confused and disturbed.Why be so casually intimate with another person you don't even know?He clearly said that he was the only one who looked at him... If he seriously asked Lucius never to fall in love with others, maybe Lucius would agree?But how could he selfishly make such a request! ...

"Since we are doing things for Harpagon, it's not too much to ask him for some props, right?" Timmir shook his head, throwing the chaotic thoughts out of his mind.

Lucius's mind suddenly showed Harpagon taking out gold coins with a painful face: "Well, I want a bag of gold coins..."

"...I think he's going to kill you!"

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With tears in my eyes, the first volume is over, and the second volume begins...

Volume Two: Underground Mercenary Corps