Always wear fast until after the death of the original master

As the contracted beast of the Holy Son, the peacock also enjoys the right to walk freely in the Holy See. Fred did not give it a name, and Fred did not want to call it the name that the Holy Son originally gave it, so there is no need to call it. Before I knew it, its name had changed to "Peacock"

But compared to the name, there are more important things for it to think about, such as why its own bird life is so miserable, the first owner died, and the current owner is not fond of birds.

What can it do in the future?It watched Fred take away the memory crystal, skipped itself, and didn't stop to watch when he opened the screen.

Fred walked extremely fast, obviously he had two legs like himself, how could he walk so fast?It looked down at its paws, and finally decided that it was because its legs were too short.

In the end, it simply stepped on the hem of Fred's Son costume, allowing Fred to drag it around like skating.That's called a lightning bolt. Originally, when it was running, it could still see the surrounding buildings clearly, but now all the buildings turned into afterimages.

It didn't come down from the hem of Fred's white Son of God costume dazedly until he heard the door shut with a "snap", leaving behind two unimportant jet-black claws print.

Then the mirror turned into a road, and the door opened at the end of the road. It twisted its buttocks, and walked forward step by step cautiously. Obviously, it hadn't recovered from the dizziness, but its goal was very clear: it wanted to go back!It will continue to guard the green grass full of flowers!It's safe there!At least the birds don't get motion sickness there!

But it is obvious that the second owner is really vicious. Even his little desire to go back to guard the gate was ruthlessly deprived. The door was ruthlessly closed, and his proud red beak They were all hit so hard that they were almost dented.

The peacock locked out of the door didn't have time to mourn for its injured beak for a second. It suddenly thought of a question: Did his new owner, Fred, not notice that he was following?

At the same time, Fred, who had been stepped on by the bird with two small claws on his back, put the memory crystal in his hand in the air.

There are several types of memory crystals. For example, the memory crystals used in the records of the Holy See require spells and a certain amount of light power to be seen, but some memory crystals will always consume the owner's memory as long as they exist. Magic ability, if the owner dies unfortunately, the memory crystal will play the picture inside for the last time, and then disappear into the air, not even a single fragment can be found.

While the owner is alive, no one can peek at the contents, and it is mostly used when making a will.

The picture projected from the crystal ball seems to have rented a grid in the sky, and faithfully played back what was recorded inside.

The picture is so clear that it gives Fred the feeling that his mother is not dead.

First came the eyes of his mother, Sophie Morris, followed by Will Morris' voice: "Honey, are you set?"

Fred was taken aback. He naturally recognized it was his father's voice, but his father was serious most of the time, and he felt his voice only after he was selected and qualified to be the chief knight. An almost overflowing joy.

But this kind of joy appeared here again, just when they were about to die.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw his parents approaching, their eyes glowing, as if they had crossed the distance of time, as if they would see that this record of theirs was the goddess of light, they put on a devout posture.

"Thank you Bishop for giving the Morris family such a grace."

Then he heard his own name appear in his mother's mouth: "Master Bishop, it's like this, Fred is still young, he may not understand our dedication to the Holy See, before he understands the importance of the Holy See, please tell They and we were killed by necromancers."

Before he could even react from his mother's words, he saw his father take a step forward: "Fred, if you are looking at us, please remember to serve the Holy Son well, he is the most important thing in our Holy See. For those who are not here, your parents are gone, so you must listen to the words of the bishop, he will love you as much as his own child."

"Finally, don't do anything that shames the Morris family. Mom and Dad will watch you in heaven." The room is very bright, like day in the night, which cannot but be brought to him by ordinary candles, In this way, the brightness at night can be compared to the brightness of the Temple of Light.

After he finished speaking, he only heard the sound of a thin and sharp long sword being unsheathed.

The blade of the sword is sharp, shining brightly in the light released by the magic wand raised by the priest next to him, almost blinding people's eyes, even so, when the brightest part of it is reflected on his mother's eyes Only then did he realize that the polarized light on the long sword was nothing compared to the light in his mother's eyes. It used life as lamp oil and eyes as candle wicks, emitting the brilliance of the last few minutes of her life.

Then, under the affirmative eyes of his father, he stabbed the sword into his younger brother's chest, and the blood splashed high, staining the white clothes they were wearing red.

And his younger brother didn't respond to this. He was cast with a sleep spell at this time. Obviously, the parents didn't ask his opinion when they made such a decision, and they took their child's life so easily.

Fred's breath became short of breath. He wished he could travel through the past and asked his mother why this happened. What kind of honor is this?This is the greed that swallows people alive!

Could it be possible to use the name of the Goddess of Light and the name of the Holy See to make people willing to die?

It so happened that at this time, he looked at his mother and nodded towards him, which seemed to make him believe in himself and respect the choice he made.

But Fred quickly realized that she was not nodding to himself, but to the temple officials behind her.

As if she had obtained the approval of the other party, she walked towards her father slowly. He was still wearing the clothes of the head of the bodyguard, and it had been washed clean. All the medals were hung up and arranged on the right chest. The ones are neat and tidy, and the many ones almost block the color of that piece of clothing.

The mother leaned her face against his chest: "I don't want to kill you."

His lips gently kissed her hair: "I am also reluctant." Then his father also raised his head and smiled in Fred's direction: "We can dedicate ourselves to the Holy See at any time."

In an instant, blood gushed out from the parents' bodies, and the entire place where the crystal ball could record was shrouded in blood mist.

Then the picture went dark.

His mother's remaining magical power is still there, but the picture is not visible, and the voice can be heard vaguely, and the officials of the Holy See can be heard walking. Fred actually understood in his heart that there will be no scene of his parents, but his whole body It was as if all his strength had been sucked away, and he had great difficulty even maintaining his standing, so that he couldn't support himself and leaned on his father's grave.

The crystal ball that was hanging in the air just now began to shake, and it lost the height it had just now, and it could barely keep in front of Fred.

Fred had no intention of taking the crystal ball back into his hand, and suddenly he heard a familiar voice that should have been in the training room. No, that voice was younger than the one in the training room, full of the voices of teenagers. Men and women can't tell the difference, "Who's in it? Why can the coffin come here?"

"They are Fred's parents." The bishop's voice reached his ears: "They dedicated themselves to the prosperity of the Holy See."

"What do you mean?"

"You didn't like the children I brought, but last time Fred..." The bishop paused when he said this, and seemed to understand that Mi Luo's black eyes were a taboo, although the Holy See did not make it clear The reason why the rules do not allow people with black pupils to be holy sons is because since ancient times, there has never been a person with black pupils who has such a strong power of light.

At that time, he also struggled for a long time, and finally decided to follow the guidance of the Goddess of Light: "I think that child is okay, and you also acquiesced when I asked you last time if you want to let him be the chief knight."

The voices of Mi Luo and the bishop were far away, and at this time Mosley and Sophie's dying magic power was obviously almost exhausted, so Fred couldn't help but put the crystal close to his ear, although he couldn't hear the tone, but at least What was said, I could barely hear clearly.

"Is there any relationship between the two?"

"Of course, my child, the candidate for the chief knight can only be an orphan, even if his parents are members of the Holy See, there is no exception."

"No! Fred can't be my chief knight!" Hearing such a rule for the first time, Mi Luo felt a feeling of panic. My chief knight."

He even naively thought that if Fred's parents were resurrected, Fred would not be allowed to be the chief knight: "My lord, you love me the most. They might be saved! You can revive them!"

As if he was afraid that the bishop would not agree, he pretended to say: "The chief guard is very kind, and Aunt Sophie is also very kind to me. It is absolutely impossible for me to appoint their son as the chief knight! Even Fred If he finds out later, he will also blame me!"

"Don't be willful." The bishop reprimanded Mi Luo loudly: "We can accept others' sacrifices for us without any sense of guilt, but no one's sacrifice should be a meaningless sacrifice. This is what we should give them dignity."

"Fred, must be your chief knight! Until the end of his life!"

Mi Luo seemed to have never heard the bishop scolding him, and did not speak again.

Then, in the long and narrow silence, Sophie's remaining magic power was finally exhausted, the crystal ball returned to calm, and then time went back, and the eyes of his mother appeared in front of him again.

Fred looked at his mother in the crystal ball, holding it carefully with both hands, as if he was helpless when he encountered a problem he couldn't do: "Mom, how should I avenge you? Who should I turn to?" ? Everyone thinks your death is honorable, including yourself, but not such a mother..."

Before he finished speaking, a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind, "Mi Luo didn't think so." He looked down at the flowers that had already turned yellow.

Gently caressed her fingers, as if a helpless person had finally found a companion: "You don't think it's right, do you?"

Only then did he realize that the white body he was wearing was really an eyesore, and the teachings he recited every day were more like hemp ropes soaked in lard. His hands and feet were tied more and more tightly.

In the end, I even thought that the hemp rope was originally grown on the body.

This kind of teaching does not persuade people to be kind, so the dignity piled up with human bones and the light boiled with corpse oil illuminate the temple of the Goddess of Light. Is it really bright?

worthy of respect?Worth everyone kneeling down to?

He is the victim, and so is the Son.

Just like that day, the Holy Son wanted his own life. If he hadn't said that in the end, his own life would naturally be given to him, so the disappearance of the soul would not hesitate.

When he thought of this, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have overlooked something.

He repeated silently again, "Just like that day, the Holy Son wanted his own life, if he hadn't finally said something like killing his parents..."

After filling in these six words, Fred really realized that something was wrong. His parents were killed. Strictly speaking, the real murderer was not Mi Luo.

Even if it is related, it is not considered the main culprit.Besides, he could hear clearly in the memory crystal that Mi Luo didn't know about this matter at all, and didn't even take it for granted, so why did he at such a moment... keep all the dirty water on himself? head?

For a moment, Fred seemed to have thought of something, and ran in the direction of the library like crazy.

He took off his robe directly, and left the obstructive back hem on the grass forever. He went straight to the tenth floor like a shadow, and the tenth floor was only seen by the Holy Son and the bishop. Forbidden == book.

He flipped through the precious books one by one, and when he found out that they were not, he casually threw them on the ground, only seeing the pain in the hearts of the librarians being cut by a knife.

Since he managed this place, he has cleaned and arranged the books every day, and never glanced at the contents inside.

This is great, the banned book fell on the ground and it was spread out, the little old man looked at the newly appointed Lord Son with pleading eyes, but Fred was busy opening more books and threw them down .

It was obvious that he had no intention of tidying up, so he could only sigh, squatted down, raised his head high to look at the beautiful mural above his head, groped the ground with his hands, and after finishing a book, Carefully close it.

His results are really too slow, far inferior to Fred's posture of throwing the book. He even doubts that the Lord Son can see something after opening it for a moment?Just throw the book down.

Just when his hand was about to touch the fifth book, Fred glanced inadvertently when throwing the book, as if he saw that on one of the pages of the spell book that fell on the ground, there were a few lines Small print: "Don't move!" He yelled at the librarian and knelt down on the ground in a panic. The little old man over there who had just withdrawn his eyes from the ceiling saw this and took a few steps back in fright: "Master Shengzi threw Well done! This is my job, I can't afford it..." I really can't afford such a gift from you.

Fred didn't hear his words at all, his eyes were red, he held the book in both hands, and pressed his face very close, as if he wanted to engrave those words in his heart one by one.

He felt an unknown emotion surging from his chest, as if it was going to burn his whole body into ashes.

"Consecration spell." This spell, which everyone regarded as a coveted treasure, was scanned by him in three or two lines, and all his soul was concentrated on the small words in the appendix below it.

"This spell can only be performed with the consent of two people. Once it is performed, the devotee cannot survive for more than three days."

With a "snap", the book in his hand fell, and the book that was worth thousands of dollars outside slipped out of his hand so easily, rolled twice on the ground, and was covered with dust.

It was like the result of Mi Luo dedicating all the light to him, and he threw it to the ground, rolling and rolling in the dust he had never disliked.

His memory goes back to that day:

He wanted to keep himself alive, and Mi Luo knew that if he said it directly, he would definitely not agree with it, and would even give him more willingly.

That's why he said those words, and that's why his absorption was so smooth, and that's why the power of light surged over, for fear that he wouldn't accept it...

And he, what did he do.

He reached out and touched his right shoulder unconsciously, it was empty there, and he realized that the epaulette representing his lifelong loyalty had fallen off and fell into the dirt.

"No, Fred, please, please don't. There is nothing in you that can be flawed. This is the last thing left to me by the Goddess of Light!"

Mi Luo's begging words resounded in his mind over and over again, each time it was like covering his face with an extra layer of water-soaked straw paper, making him unable to breathe.

Under what kind of pleading did he take away the blessing of the goddess of light that belonged to him?

The only thing he cares about.