Law of the Dragon

"Have you ever been to church?" Duke Sacre asked him for the third time. Of course, he knew that it was impossible for dark creatures to worship the God of Light. He was mainly worried about the ring. Not simple - it was likely sealed before, but the seal must have been loosened by now.

"No," said Eros, who had just finished reading the financial report, and looked up at Duke Thakro, "but I'm reading the report now." He waved the ring on his hand, and the spider made a picture of claws and teeth in the amber. "However, please don't instruct me."

Just as Sa Keluo was about to speak, the other party raised his hand to stop him from speaking: "Remember your identity, otherwise I can make you nothing."

Not to mention whether the king really has this right, but after hearing these words, the Duke of Sacre had no choice but to wait in silence. After reading the financial report and the report just sent by the foreign minister, he stood up and said: Go to church now.

"Don't follow me." Eros looked at the Duke contemptuously, turned and left.

Duke Sacre stood there with a wry smile. Where did he find such an arrogant, defiant and domineering... child?

Of course, Duke Sacre also knew that the dark creatures were not as young as they looked. Maybe this child looked eighteen or nineteen years old, but in fact he had lived for hundreds of years—hundreds of years?That sounds like a long time, longer than humans have ruled the continent.

"Lord Duke."

The soft voice seemed to be whispering in the ear, Sa Keluo frowned, and did not stop his steps to leave.

"You don't seem very happy to see me," Anu said, walking forward with Duke Sacre.

Sa Keluo didn't look at An Nu, his dark blue eyes were a little gloomy: "I guess it's not good news."

Anu shrugged his shoulders and said: "There are both good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?" After getting Sa Keluo's eyes, Anu said with interest: "Okay, let's talk about the bad news first. The spies—none came back."

Sa Keluo stopped and continued to walk forward: "What's the good news?"

An Nu's tone hesitated for a moment: "The person you are looking for has been found, in the fifth district—do you want to bring it to the imperial capital?"

Do you want to bring it?Sa Keluo was a little vacillating, and finally sighed: "Look again, I... I'm not sure."

"Really?" There was a hint of teasing in An Nu's voice, "This is the first time I've seen you vacillate like this."

Duke Sacre just wanted to refute, but when he turned around, he found that there was no one around him. He clenched his fists subconsciously, and it took a while to relax.He knew that he needed to find someone to discuss with, but that person——was not a good person to discuss with, not to mention, he wasn't there either.

People are always afraid of making choices, because some choices are decided and cannot be changed later.

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Eros glanced back secretly to make sure that Duke Sacre was not following him, so he strode out of the palace and refused to let his followers follow.

"It's not safe," said a knight temporarily acting as the captain of the guard. "At least let the convoy escort you to the gate of the church," he said.

The latter looked at him disapprovingly.

"Otherwise you can't go anywhere," said the man firmly.

If you dare to follow, I will kill you - if Eros says so, there will definitely be guards following.Human beings are very strange creatures. Sometimes they cherish life very much, and sometimes they despise it casually.

"You can kill them." The dark merchant in the ring suggested in a low voice.

"Then get me the carriage," said the dragon, not wanting to kill them, though they were stubborn and troublesome.

"You can't tolerate them like that!" said the dark businessman Xilu, "You are a dragon, or a king! You have the greatest right, and they should all listen to you!"

"The king also has a lot of sad things," Eros said sadly, "such as financial appropriations, such as military support, and for example, I have to pay for my own clothes." Although it sounds natural, but taking money out of his pocket, It's like cutting his flesh!

Xilu expressed his incomprehension: "Then you shouldn't be indulgent, you can flatten a city with one foot!"

"My feet aren't that big," the dragon said gravely, "and I don't need you to tell me what to do. Shut up or I'll throw you in church."

Xilu quickly accepted the threat, obediently pretending that he was really just a poor fossil wrapped in amber.Maybe it would be better to throw him in the church. The believers in the church are not all so pious. As long as there is a trace of darkness in their hearts, I can use it.But he wouldn't say that, because the power of the dragon was enough to help him break the seal, so why would he bother to lure humans.

The king's carriage stopped at the door of the church, and Eros walked in on his own.He didn't wear a crown. He wore a simple dark blue tunic with simple but delicate patterns embroidered with gold and silver threads on the cuffs and hem. He was so young that in the eyes of ordinary people He looks like the young master of an ordinary rich family.

Eros' plan was that he would pretend to walk around the church, and then say that the ring had been sealed, and that would be the end of it.

The last time he came to the church was to attend an religious court with the Duke of Sacre. In that court, he thoroughly saw the depravity of the Church of Illuminati, and those high-ranking bishops were just a bunch of idiots.They use their words to tell a lie, their eyes to tell a hypocrisy, a group of fools who wronged innocent civilians, tried to frame the rich to make money, and turned a blind eye to a necromancer.In the era of Demon Gods, the Church of Light usually set up a barrier of light to prevent the invasion of dark creatures. Even if a dragon as powerful as Eros wanted to enter the church, the only thing he could do was to tear their barrier—this would make the Those bright bishops all went into battle.Often risking their lives, they fight for what they believe in, and they dedicate themselves to saving humanity in need.

However, times have changed.

The Church of Light can enter and exit at will, and it no longer sets enchantments.Those bishops stepped down from the sacred altar and began to play the role of politicians, and even began to compete with the imperial power for the rights of this country.They fell and lost the strength of their most primitive and fundamental beliefs.

"I doubt whether they can really seal you, West Road," Eros walked and looked at this huge building, no less than the palace, "I heard that they built a larger building complex in the first district , richly adorned, their faith is worth a fortune."

"Actually, I was thinking that robbing a church might yield more profit than robbing a treasury," Xilu said in a businessman's tone, "they have almost no expenses, and your treasury has to support the operation of the entire country, forgive me With all my liberty, I think you should be pope, not king."

"That's right, I guess the work of the pope must be one tenth of that of the king," Eros rarely supported Xilu's statement, "but the expenditure may be only one percent of the king's. Its faith has fallen, but it is even more powerful." money."

"Then...do you want to be the Pope?" West Road asked enthusiastically. In the last battle, the God of Darkness failed and humans won, so it's so cool for the dragon to be the pope's counterattack now. okay!

"The king has more power," Long said after thinking for a while, "and, I have a dark attribute, and the position of pope is not my turn." He said, "Besides, that position is too serious and not interesting at all. "

Ah, it seems that when the dragon is thinking about robbery, he also considers whether it is interesting, the dark merchant thought depressingly.

Then they wandered, without a guide, to a garden.

This is a very beautiful garden, not comparable to the garden in the palace designed by an elf designer, but it embodies a kind of solemnity and delicacy related to religious beliefs, as if even the air has become clean.They covered the garden with a whole piece of glass. The transparent glass dome blocked the slightly cold wind in early spring, brought in a large area of ​​sunlight, and illuminated the entire atrium garden.In the lake beside him, Eros saw wild ducks and swans, as well as a flock of black swans. They rowed gracefully in the water, peaceful and beautiful.

There was no one here, they saw neither the priest in white nor the believers, as if they were the only ones in the whole garden, the afternoon sun fell on them warmly, and time seemed to stand still here.

Eros narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on the grass not far from him. There was no wind to bend them, and they stood still there, as if they were the corner of a certain picture scroll.He kind of missed the old days, lying lazily by the river, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, flowers blooming and fading, everything in the world follows the law of life and death, under the huge power of time, it is as weak as powder, and 100 years In the future, who else would he know in this country?What about Thakro?

He was suddenly terrified by the thought.

For him, 100 years may be just a time for a dream, not even a dream.But 100 years later, the bones of the people he knows now have turned yellow. That damned chancellor of the exchequer should be the first to die, and then it will always be Thakro's turn in the order of age.

Thinking that Sa Keluo would die one day, and only in a few decades, Eros suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He raised his hand and placed it gently on his chest, where there was a slight pain.

"What's the matter with you?" His ring asked softly.

Eros looked forward in confusion, but his eyes did not fall on any point: "I don't know... I just think that human time is too short."

"Because of this, they can't learn elegance and patience, and are always reckless and whimsical..." Xilu slandered human beings whenever he got the chance, and he was still brooding over his failure in the Demon God War, "Of course, you and them It's different, although they can't tell the difference, they keep asking you to do this and that..."

"Hush." ​​Eros stopped his long comment, and looked to the other side of the garden: "There is someone there." He said, then left the path in the garden and walked there.

There, he saw a young man in white, kneeling in front of a broken statue of light, praying with his eyes closed in a pious and low-key posture.