On the History of the Pope's Death

Seeing that they missed a hit, the five of them didn't bother much. Before Lucia and the others could react, they dispersed and ran to the forest where Lucia and the others had come.

"Chase! Catch them and don't let them escape." Lucia looked at the backs of the five people and said to the knight standing in front.

"Yes." Sandy replied, and then gestured to the ten accompanying knights. Immediately, five swordsmen came out and quickly chased them in the direction where the five were fleeing. Fortunately, the previous maze was gone. It was broken by Lucia and the others, otherwise the five people might have escaped long ago under the circumstances surrounded by white mist.

It was getting darker and darker, and the forest at this time was completely dark from a distance, and only a few moving figures could be vaguely seen. The knights chasing after them were all senior swordsmen who had undergone brutal training, and their physical strength and speed were extremely high. Far from being comparable to those five ordinary hunters.

Before Lucia waited too long, the five knights pressed them back. After fleeing in the forest, these five people gasped slightly and were held down and kneeled in front of Lucia.

"My lord, what are we going to do with these people?" Sandy stood beside Lucia and asked with a blank expression on his handsome face. When he glanced at the five people on the ground, there was suppressed anger and killing intent.

Lucia frowned and looked down at these people. Her neat clothes became messy and messy while fleeing in the mountains. He was the first to ask, "What do you want?"

Lucia raised his staff in front of him, and the corner of his mouth curved in pity: "There is a dark mage hiding here. I know that your actions are not what you want. The great God of Light will save the lost believers."

After speaking, Lucia closed his eyes and chanted the spell softly. The obscure magic words slowly flowed out of his mouth, and the voice was ethereal and holy.He felt that these people must have been controlled by some means by the dark mage. Light magic has always been the nemesis of dark magic. He wanted to try to see if the ancient purification technique of the light system was useful to these people.

As Lucia chanted, the golden light slowly gathered on the mayor's son, and the knights pressing him could faintly feel the purifying and gentle power in the light. His blond hair made him look even more holy with his eyes closed, as if the Son of God had come to this world.

One minute later, Lucia stopped chanting, opened his eyes, and saw that the mayor's son was still shrouded in a light golden light, his expression was struggling in pain, and there was a bead-shaped thing looming under the skin on his forehead, Lucia Knowing that this bead is probably the same as the one they used to attack him may be the key to the dark mage's control of these people.

The young man in the golden glow seemed to be unable to bear the pain in his body any longer. He gritted his teeth and let out one or two dull groans. He raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Lucia with clear eyes. , the voice said intermittently: "The dark mage... is hiding... in the north..."

After saying these words, the young man collapsed to the ground like a collapse, and never made a sound again.

The purification technique kept the young man awake for a moment, but when he saw the person who was silent after speaking, Lucia had a bad feeling in his heart. He stepped forward to straighten the young man's body, and put his fingers on his neck hesitantly of the pulse.

There was nothing, Lucia just stood up with a heavy heart, when she heard the cry of the knight pressing down on the others, "My lord Son!"

According to the reputation, the other four people who were captured also lost their breath and fell to the ground, dying with regret.Lucia didn't go there, but said softly: "Help them close their eyes." You didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you. If he didn't perform purification on the mayor's son, wouldn't they? What about death?The more I think about it, the more I feel guilt and guilt go hand in hand, especially when I think of the longing eyes of the old mayor waiting in the town, Lucia can't help but feel even more uncomfortable.

"Brother, it's not your fault, it's all caused by the dark mage." Arnold walked to his side at some point, looked at the five dead people lying on the ground in front of him and said softly, and gently held his warm and generous hand He took Lucia's hand by his side.

Lucia just didn't think about it for a while. At this time, Arnold comforted her and knew that she was lost. She didn't feel much better, but at least she wouldn't be immersed in it.He broke away from Arnold's hand and pretended to fasten the cloak on his body. Although it was to comfort him, it still felt strange to him that the two big men were always holding hands.

"Well, you're right, we have more important things to do now." After speaking, he glanced sideways at Arnold, and found that Arnold's eyes were still looking at his hands, and he couldn't help but think of his terrifying brain power , the voice changed the subject uncomfortably: "It's getting dark..."

After speaking, Lucia felt very embarrassed, coughed twice, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, turned her head and said seriously: "Let's rest here tonight, you take out the sleeping bag in the space ring and spread it to the leeward Let's go, I'll go and have a look at them."

How can my brother be so cute? Arnold looked at Lucia's eyes that were brighter than usual, and couldn't help but curl his mouth. The gloom of being thrown away before disappeared, and he replied with a smile: "Okay, I will put The sleeping bag has been found and laid out."

Lucia, who was satisfied with the answer, walked eagerly towards Sandy and Jocelyn who were staying with the knights. According to Sandy's instructions, the remains of the five people had been put into the space ring, waiting for the darkness to be resolved. The mages then returned to town to hand them over to their respective families.

When Lucia walked in front of them, they were discussing today's affairs in a low voice, and the rest of the knights sat on the ground and rested together.In the night, Lucia's blond hair was particularly conspicuous. Sandy, who was facing Lucia's direction, saw him first, stopped talking quickly, bent over Lucia and said, "Master Son of God."

Jocelyn also turned around to salute upon hearing this, and saw that the knights not far away were also making gestures to get up, Lucia quickly raised his hand to stop them, "No need to be too polite, just sit down."

The knights looked at each other, and finally obeyed Lucia's words and sat there without moving.

"Let's rest here tonight, and go north tomorrow morning."

Neither Sandy nor Jocelyn had any objections to Lucia's words. Jocelyn stayed by Lucia's side, while Sandy went to the knight team and started assigning tasks, finding dry wood for a fire, preparing dinner, and so on.

When Arnold laid out his sleeping bag and came to look for Lucia, he saw his brother sitting by the campfire. The red fire light was imprinted on his face, flickering on and off, but it was also unbelievably beautiful. A smiling face.

Lucia was sitting by the fire, talking softly with Jocelyn who was sitting next to him, and suddenly felt a scorching gaze on his face, looked over intuitively, and saw the man who was walking towards him Arnold, the light is relatively dim, and Lucia can't see the expression on his face clearly.

Arnold walked slowly to Lucia step by step, and sat on the ground on his left. "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, just chatting about Crest College." By the light of the fire, Lucia looked sideways at Arnold, and the two met. Arnold's eyes were calm and gentle, without any aggressiveness. Lucia frowned in confusion. Raise your eyebrows, do you feel wrong?

"Brother, what are you looking at?" A slightly teasing voice sounded, and Lucia realized that she seemed to be staring at Arnold for a long time.Pretending to turn his head naturally, looking at the fire that made a 'cracking' sound from time to time, he replied in a low voice: "It's nothing, I was just thinking about something."

His eyes swept across his brother's crimson earlobes. Although Arnold's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were full of smiles, and he was considerate and did not continue to ask questions. After delivering it, Arnold took out a low table from the space and placed it in front of Lucia, then took the meals from the knight and placed them on the low table one by one.

After happily having dinner with Arnold, Lucia was able to chat with the people around him energetically at first, but after a while, he yawned three or four times in succession, and physiological tears appeared in his eyes.Seeing a kind of knight sitting on the other side of the bonfire who was chatting enthusiastically, Lucia stood up and said to Jocelyn and Sandy who were quietly sitting on his right: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to rest first."

Jocelyn and Sandy also stood up with Lucia, and Jocelyn said, "Master Son, let me be with you."

Sandy glanced at the knights who were still chatting happily, and after a long silence, he said in a low voice, "I'll wait a while."

Lucia had no objection after hearing this. He understood that Sandy, as the head of the Knights, still had some things to explain and arrange, and it was estimated that such things as night watch should take the lead, so he just smiled and said to Sandy, " Be careful and keep warm at night."

The corners of Sandy's mouth turned up slightly at Lucia's words, and he said "En" in a heavy voice.

Arnold needless to say that he will go wherever Lucia goes.The three of them came to the sleeping bag that Arnold had laid out before, and Lucia looked at the big tent that was unusually eye-catching among the sleeping bags. Although he knew that he was the Son of God and enjoyed privileges, Arnold was too meticulous, right? , even brought the tent.

His eyes moved to the sleeping bags, there were six in a row, and two rows were staggered. Lucia felt something was wrong. There were fourteen of them in total, and there were only twelve sleeping bags here. He slept in a tent, but one sleeping bag was missing.

"Arnold, you missed a sleeping bag."

"No, brother, the tent can sleep two people so that I can protect my brother." Arnold said in a matter-of-fact manner.

Arnold's tone was too natural, as if this was a perfectly normal thing. Lucia remembered that Arnold is now a great space magister, one level higher than himself, and he was indeed the one who protected him today. It seems that Arnold's approach is quite reasonable.

It’s just why I still feel that there is something wrong. Lucia, who can’t think of it for the time being, gave up investigating. He walked into the tent first, followed by Arnold, and Jocelyn also wanted to go in when he saw it.

"Go and get some water for brother to wash up. There is no water in my space ring." Arnold said sincerely to Jocelyn behind him.

Jocelyn originally wanted Arnold to fetch water, and he went in to serve the Holy Son, but before he could speak, he heard the clear and moist voice of the Holy Son, "Then Jocelyn will go to Peel, who is in charge of water and food, to get it, Arnold Don't know him either."

Jocelyn could only obey what the Holy Son said, silently glanced at Arnold's happy smiling face, and turned to look for Pierre...