[Western Fantasy] Creator's daily tasks

"Prepare--"

"start!"

There was a burst of singing that seemed like a sigh and a song. With the change of the scale, a strange rhythm broke through the ground like a green sprout, which was a spiritual comfort.

Qi Yang suddenly turned his head to look at the place where he was singing, and the golden pupils shot through the space, imprinted in the mind of the Holy Son.

The indifferent and pure eyes seem to contain everything in the world, but it seems that nothing can be reflected, it will not be biased, crazy, or implicated by emotions, leaving only reason and justice.

Standing in the center of the six-pointed star formation, the Son of God suddenly paused in the chant, and the chant that had already disappeared in the wind, pulled by the huge spiritual power, the bright sword full of piercing danger collapsed instantly, turning into a boundless The streamer of light fell from the sky, dazzling and beautiful, drifting with the wind, and sprinkled on this land.

"Your Excellency Son!! How dare you—"

The tenor-like strong words were abruptly screamed, and the air fluctuations caused by the magic of amplification spread throughout the magic circle.

"How dare you? My dear cardinal."

Obviously, the owner of the words did not intend to pay attention to the words and deeds of the bishop, but turned around and straightened the collar of the holy light robe before replying leisurely.

"How dare you?! Hmph—little brat, you were still drinking milk at your mother's place when I, Rockoff, organized the royal guards."

From the suddenly raised voice of the cardinal and the rising jaw, one can see his pride and pride.

"Yes... to you, I am indeed a brat."

The plain phrases were slowly connected together from the mouth, but there was a turning point in the following content.

"—But, I, Conneredi, is now the commander of this team, that is to say, you, the cardinal, plan to stab your leader to death with your haughty and charming chin?"

Bits and pieces of light elements fluttered around, like nobles sitting in the auditorium, mockingly watching the bishop's noisy behavior of attracting the crowd.

At this moment, Rockoff felt that the time was so long and he was so embarrassed.In an instant, the anger and shame reached the peak, but the peak subsided quickly, without leaving any trace on his face.

Then, there was a tremor in the soil, and a magic land dragon rhinoceros suddenly broke out from the ground, bringing up a cloud of dust as high as half a person.

"boom--"

Conneredi subconsciously activates the light purification that comes with the enchantment on the holy robe. The rich elemental fluctuations are like infrared scanning, quickly destroying all substances except light elements, but because the light elements are abundant in the air, its power is several times. Ten times, it is comparable to high-level holy light magic.

The soil mist in the air was instantly dialyzed and turned into nothingness. The Demon Land Dragon Rhinoceros seemed not to feel the potential danger.

At the moment when the light net got close to him, it was absorbed by the armor hanging on its body, and gave off a shining brilliance, and the dragon rhinoceros with the armor burped in satisfaction, showing its identity.

"The Judgment Office, Inkanari...how could they suddenly appear here."

Connor Reid suddenly had a very bad feeling, as if something was out of control, completely overturning the situation.

"Now read the general summons of Incanari - the holy son Conneredi, for committing the crime of collaborating with the empire, is now discussed by the General Affairs Office of Incanari in the Holy Court of Light, remove Connered from the post of commander-in-chief of the imperial army, and escort the confinement room , waiting for processing."

A thick golden silk seal was dropped heavily on Conneredi's body by the person on the ground dragon's rhinoceros. The bright red private seal of the Pope and the verdict seal composed of six patterns on it have already verified the authenticity of this document. fake.

Conneredi flicked it twice, the dust mist that did not exist on the holy robe, and a terrible emotional storm was gestating in his eyes.

It seems that the empire has finally firmly held the Holy Court of Light in its hands, and there is only the Pope's private seal, and there is no fluctuation of the Pope's light element, so the teacher may also...

"It's really useful for everything!"

The sharp and sarcastic laughter was pulled out long and desolately, "You -- these moths who only understand power, have you forgotten the glory that Valgordo, the God of Light, brought you?"

Rockoff looked at the Son who suddenly became hysterical, unable to say anything, whether it was sarcasm or showing off, just because of this layer of clothes on his body, he took the responsibility it should have.

yes!When the Holy Court of Light was first established, it was not out of any spiritual support to appease the people, but simply out of gratitude and admiration to His Excellency, the God of Light, Valgordo.

At that time, Valgordo, the God of Light, brought light, magic, and hope to mankind at that time.

The brilliance of hope is sown. If the goddess of life, Tinas, saves all races in the mainland from fire and water, then the god of light is a ray of light that props up the darkness.

At that time, the tribunal was not called a tribunal, and Inkanari was not called Inkanari. Of course, it did not have such a great right. If you say you are born, you will live, and if you say you will die, you will die—the tribunal at that time was used to protect people from the light. Human beings bestowed by God, that is, the current pastor.

In that battle, only a few were killed by the demons, and more people were killed by various rapes, wounds, and infections, or they were called victims.

After these victims were identified, they were first isolated and then trained in a morbid manner. It is normal to exchange injuries for injuries, and it is even more necessary to exchange lives for lives.

Relying on these soldiers who are like victims, the various races on the mainland have the power to breathe, and the organization that manages these victims is Inkanari.

To be precise, Incanari represents a place name, a place that no race wants to mention.In this place, they lost their relatives, friends, comrades in arms, and even their lives.

According to incomplete statistics, in this war - the mainland races, there are only 36 races left in the 30 races, and only [-] human races that have occupied the mainland are left. and landforms.

The existing races can be roughly divided into six major races, and the elves, one of the six major races, are also reducing their range of activities year by year...

The combination of the Tribunal and Inkanari must have a hand that bridges the gap. I am afraid that only the king of Essenvik Nani has the ability and strength to push this extremely sensitive gear.

Conneredi had several possibilities in his mind. No wonder the teacher gave him the holy robe of light before he left, not only to protect him, but more importantly, to rebuild the holy court of light.

With the holy robe personally blessed by the God of Light, it is not difficult to rebuild the Holy Court, not to mention that the teacher gave him the "that" of the Holy Court.

Then next, let him, the holy son, be the last "unqualified leader" for the royal guard.

The smile on Connoridi's face spread from the corner of his mouth to the bottom of his heart, and the slender fingers of his right hand once again grabbed the corner of the holy robe of light, "——The wasteland is passing!!!"