Always wear fast until after the death of the original master

Maybe there is no expectation at all, and people may feel better, at least he feels this long-lost feeling of being surrounded by the power of light, doesn't he?Even if it is no longer gentle and burning pain, but he is at least one step closer to the Holy See, isn't he?

Even though he was no longer believed, cast aside, and despised by Fred, Milor paused, thinking with difficulty: at least he was standing in front of him.

Perhaps because he didn't want him to see his ugly appearance, he wanted to reach for the hood behind him, and his fingertips slightly hooked the corner of the hood, and when he was about to grab that corner, he suddenly heard Fred smiled contemptuously in front of him.

The low-pitched but short-lived laughter made Mi Luo feel like a bolt of lightning hit his fingers touching the hood, and his fingers seemed to be bounced off, hanging by his side, covered by the gray robe. Tightly cover it up, not even daring to lift a finger.

Fred didn't speak except for the sneer just now, but looked at Mi Luo as if he was waiting for Mi Luo to answer his conversation.

At this time, the Holy See personnel who came down with the Holy Son didn't need Fred to issue any orders, they seemed to be very conscious to surround Mi Luo, and some of them used the magic wand that Mi Luo personally made for him. , pointing at him.

Mino tried his best to let himself breathe. He thought too much just now, his brain was disturbed by a bunch of complicated emotions, and he even forgot the most basic breathing.Surrounded by so much light magic, every breath he inhaled was scorching hot, turning around in his body that had been occupied by the art of necromancy, stinging hard to every part of his body.

Mi Luo's lips parted slightly, he must say that these are all Senna's conspiracy no matter what, he must say that he has been controlled by Senna, he must not dust the Holy See like this, as long as he speaks out Senna's conspiracy, even If he couldn't die at the hands of the bishop who raised him, it would be considered a worthy death to die under Fred's staff.

He took a quick step forward, and just as he was about to speak, the familiar feeling of being possessed appeared on him again.With a heavy body, all thoughts became indifferent.

Everyone saw Mi Luo rushing forward, but his legs softened and he almost knelt on the ground. When he raised his head, his eyes were no longer closed tightly, and the black eyeballs turned back and forth in the black and white eye sockets. People's expressions are all stored in the fundus of the eyes, unlike the horrifying scene reflected in Mi Luo's pupils, what kind of person he sees is reflected in his pupils with a kind of scene.

Just like this was enough to scare Mi Luo half to death when he just came out. He had never seen so many people since he was conscious.

His eyes searched everywhere, and he turned around to see Fred standing in front of him, and suddenly remembered what Senna had said to him before going to bed last time.

"If you don't see me next time you wake up, then you find someone in this crystal ball, he will help you. His name is Fred" He said a lot in addition to these words, he They all remember clearly that this is the first time the master has seriously explained things to him, so he naturally listened carefully.

"Fred!" Mi Luo pounced on him, "I'm so scared."

Fred didn't hug him like his master did, and he used the staff in his hand as a tool to prevent Mi Luo from approaching. Mi Luo rushed up with great force and hit the staff hard. At the top, the magic stone on it was as sharp as a dagger, piercing his clothes.

"What do you want to do?" He never thought that it would be a good thing for Mi Luo to appear here now. From the very beginning, he believed that Mi Luo was here to disturb his succession ceremony.

Mi Luo then said something that made him realize that his idea was very correct.

"Why are you doing this! The master said you would help me!" Mi Luo felt so wronged that she almost burst into tears.

Look at what this said, return the master?And said that he would help him?Fred's gaze swept away, and some of the magic wands that were firmly pointing at Mi Luo had dropped slightly, and those masters who were holding wands in their hands looked at him suspiciously.

"What are you doing in a daze? How long are you going to listen to this traitor's words to smear the Holy See?" As Fred glanced away, the little flame of suspicion in their eyes disappeared instantly.

Suddenly, all the spells that were waiting for an opportunity spit out from everyone's mouth, and Mi Luo found strangely that there were many beams of light around him, and they all seemed to surround him consciously.

There were really many, the light beams were originally transparent, and he still couldn't see anything outside after they were entwined layer by layer, and then suddenly tightened, turning into one after another halos of light.

He didn't like the light very much, not to mention that such a beam of light wrapped around his body, the clothes on his body couldn't resist the slightest bit of burning, and all the skin on his body screamed for pain.

"Let me go! The master said he handed me over to you! How could you treat me like this! Beware of the master..." Before he finished speaking, a beam of light that hadn't reached his mouth was suddenly entangled The top of his mouth, when the lips opened and closed to speak, lay across the corners of his mouth, protruding directly into his tongue.

Mi Luo originally thought that he had been tortured by the sky, but he never thought that it was just a beam, but the sum of the beams wrapped around his body did not bring the pain to him.

There was only a sound of "zila" being burned coming from his back. Mi Luo showed a painful expression, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you still talking?" Fred put down the staff in his hand. He is no more talented than Mi Luo, as if some spells that don't require spells can only be cast by the staff.

"Master Holy Son?" those who trapped Mi Luo asked, "Where are we going to lock him up?" It is true that there are traitors who have defected to the Necromancer in the Holy See, but since the establishment of the Holy See, there has never been a Holy See. The son defected to the Necromancer.

In this way, they looked at each other in blank dismay, Guan was affirmative, but they didn't know how to treat them.

What's more, it is imprisoned. For those who have caused damage to the Holy See, they are directly baptized with the power of light; if there are some innocent victims, they are only imprisoned; They will also find ways to dispel the power of the undead from those people. Even if the infection is too deep to be dispelled, they will still give them the most basic right to ordinary life.

This is the former Holy Son, so it's not suitable to be imprisoned anywhere.

Fred naturally knew this level of detention, and he didn't show favoritism at all: "He disrupted the succession ceremony, and if he wasn't sent to the training room, where else could he go?"

"And what about the bishop?"

"I'll tell you," Fred said.The bishop couldn't miss the Son's succession ceremony no matter what, but since he knew about the sacrifice of the Son, he couldn't get sick, and even Fred couldn't order someone to bring the bishop over on a stretcher.

You can only go to the bishop after the succession ceremony, because only after the succession becomes the real Son of God can you know the real secrets.

Bishop Gardfield's palace is closest to the Son's residence, so it's easy to find.

His face was like a round plate filled with cream soup, kind and gentle, even if he was lying on the bed, he didn't look very good, and he didn't convey the same sadness or dissatisfaction as other patients.

"The succession ceremony of the Holy Son should be over." He rang the bell and asked the attendants who came in.

"Yes, the Holy Son is at the door and wants to visit you."

"Let him come in." He seemed to think of something after saying this: "Wait, help me sit up." He propped his hands on the edge of the bed, trying to sit up with the help of the attendants, but after trying a few times, His bones seemed to be soft, and he was paralyzed on the bed. No matter how hard Bishop Jiadefei tried, he was still tightly attached to the bed and refused to get up.

"Master Bishop, your body..."

"It's okay, it's just that I can't accept it all at once. This is a heart disease, don't worry." He said these words in half, and every time he said half a sentence, he had to take a breath, which really made the attendant have no choice but to doubt the truth of what he said. with fake.

No way, once the bishop dies, where will they find such a powerful master who is so approachable and never speaks harshly.

In the entire Holy See, no one has received his favor.

Don't say anything else, let's talk about the previous Holy Son and the current Holy Son, which one doesn't respect him very much?

Just as he was thinking, someone knocked lightly on the half-open door three times. Looking at the door, it turned out that Fred was already standing at the door.

Everyone had already entered, so Bishop Gardelfield didn't care about getting up or not, and beckoned Fred to come in.Several discerning attendants around him have retreated.

Fred got to his bedside, the long tail trailing on the floor, and his men had already reached Bishop Gardfield's bedside, the last section of the white tailband reaching the door.

Jiadefei tilted his head with difficulty, and looked at Fred with no trace of wrong clothes with satisfaction: "My lord Son."

After he finished speaking, it seemed that some trachea was deformed by his tilted head, and he coughed hoarsely.

Fred wanted to step forward to cheer him up. He stared blankly at Bishop Gardelfield's flabby palm, and felt more and more that it was like a badly stewed lamb chop at dinner last night. , the meat on the bone will fall down due to the influence of gravity.

Such an imagination that didn't fit his identity stopped Fred's hand that wanted to help him. Fortunately, Bishop Gardelfield moved his head back on his own, and then continued slowly: "The choice of the chief knight Candidates, do you have any ideas?"

"Not really." Fred said, "Just bring up any knight."

"Well, that's fine." Bishop Jia Defei nodded, and his long beard fell and rose on his neck: "The previous candidate knights were all orphans, so there is no need to exterminate them."

When Bishop Jiadefei said this, it can be said that it was easy, which made Fred stunned for a moment, and before he had time to be shocked, he began to wonder if the bishop told a joke?

"What do you mean?"

Bishop Jia Defei still looked at him kindly: "You are the Holy Son now, and you should know this too. The chief knight cannot have parents or brothers. If he has, then he can only persuade them to sacrifice." Reid seemed to have seen when he told Mi Luo about this matter: "That kid Mi Luo, just because I didn't tell him in time, he was angry with me for half a year."

"Where are my parents?" Fred looked directly at him.

"They? What's the matter?" Bishop Jia Defei didn't quite understand why he suddenly became so serious, and stared at him so directly, as if he was going to eat himself.

"You sent someone to kill them?" As he spoke, his whole body tensed up, and the staff in his hand pointed at Bishop Jiadefei.

"Of course." Bishop Gardfield didn't care about the staff in front of him that could take his life at any time, and even took him as the hands that Fred reached out to help him, and shook them: "After all, we are not allowed to commit suicide .”

His eyes looked at Fred, and his love remained unabated: "Of course they voluntarily. If you don't believe it, you can look at the memory crystal at that time."

Bishop Jiadefei looked at Fred who was walking out quickly to see the memory crystal, but he still didn't understand. Isn't it something worth celebrating to be needed by the Holy Son?Isn't it the best destination to sacrifice your life for the Holy See?

Even if his status is as noble as his, as long as he needs to sacrifice, he will naturally be willing, just like Mi Luo.