Scepter of Thorns

"Wake up, young master." The butler wearing a monocle pushed Edward lightly, "His Majesty has ordered you to meet him."

Edward woke up from the dream, his face was pale, his long hair was messy, and the temperature of the flame seemed to be still lingering on him.If the butler hadn't awakened him and thus broke the illusion, then he would really have been burned alive.

That person... really wanted to kill him...

He sat up, and Edmund was standing in front of the window with his back to him, the spotted owl perched on his shoulder, the night outside the window was dark and the crescent moon was like a hook.

After Edward finished tidying up, Edmund looked back at him, "Do you know what's behind Olando's pious belief?"

Celine had said it—but Edward shook his head anyway.

"Mephisto hypnotized him, but there was an accident in the past few days, which led Olando to discover this secret." Edmund pressed his shoulder, "You know what to do."

The two of them were about the same height and looked like twin brothers.When two people stand next to each other, there is often a mirror-like illusion.

"Go."

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Olando half-kneeled under the towering salt pillar, tiredness piled up on his immature face, "You're here."

"Yes." Edward bowed and saluted, "Your Majesty called me here late at night, is there something important?"

Olando turned around and suddenly laughed loudly, "What are you pretending, Edward, don't you really know?"

"I'm afraid your father has mentioned you a long time ago." Olando lowered his head mockingly, "How can a defective product like me have the right to stand in front of you, Beloved of God?"

That ridiculous title made Edward feel inexplicably nauseated. He restrained his formulaic smile and said coldly, "Please don't call me that, Your Majesty."

Olando looked up at the cross. He took off the pope's fine attire and took off the crown of antlers. For the first time, those things that symbolized honor and authority made him feel so heavy that he didn't have the courage to hold on anymore.

When Olando calmed down, he took out a ruby ​​pendant from his sleeve and embedded it in a groove on the wall.The pillar of salt sank into the ground with a bang, and the bracket painted with runes rose from the ground. A scepter wrapped in thorns was quietly placed on the bracket, and the luster of the black crystal shone brightly in the moonlight that half penetrated through the narrow window. .

"I don't think there is much to say about some things. After all, we both know each other well." Olando said indifferently, "This is my sincerity, and I hope you can cast an anti-hypnosis spell on me."

Edward's gaze was completely attracted by the thorn scepter, which was exactly the same as the one he used in the human world, and it was also the most suitable weapon for him.He couldn't help but stepped forward, reached out and grasped the scepter among the thorns.

The thorn retreated obediently, he touched the cold authority, and then pulled out the scepter forcefully.Every corner of it is so perfect, like a beautiful work of art, but only he knows that behind this beauty is a force so powerful that it can overshadow everything.

"It's very attractive, isn't it?" Olando looked at the scepter in his hand and said unwillingly, "If my magic wasn't enough to support this scepter, I wouldn't be willing to give it to you."

Edward didn't hear him, all his attention was on the scepter.Until Olando pushed him dissatisfied, "Hello!"

"Oh, I'm sorry." Edward came back to his senses and performed anti-hypnosis on Olando, "Okay, if someone comes to hypnotize you, as long as the content is within what I just said, then you can avoid it."

"Do you know about the spar?" Olando asked suddenly.

"Are you referring to the spar that suppresses the Protoss?" Edward looked at him, "Of course, because of this incident, you are almost in the same boat as Mephisto."

"I want to go down." The little Pope said bluntly, "Do you have a way?"

"A way?" He rolled his eyes, "Did you disembark because of faith, or because of fear?"

"Before you came, I was out of devotion to God the Father."

"So you offered an olive branch?"

"Isn't it just what you want?" Olando said still indifferently, "Because of the previous hypnosis, I know a lot about Mephisto, which will be very helpful to you."

He took out a small roll of paper from the bracket where the scepter was placed, turned around and put it in Edward's cuff, "Or do you need to inspect the goods first?"

Edward put away the scroll and suddenly smiled.

The Pope looks like a tiny 13-year-old.The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, as if he had just been bullied, and his blue eyes were wide open, with a bit of resentment and unwillingness.

I can see that he... wants to play around.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the long blond hair of the other party, because Olando's hair was a little messy because he took off the antler crown.Edward leaned down, "So... what do you want?"

Olando's face was flushed, he slapped Edward's hand off, and snorted coldly, "Pay attention to your attitude, Lord Edward... As for the request, I guess you will do something in the future, I am afraid it will overturn the heavens, so you should be I'm making a bet, the bet is that you can succeed, so that you can secure the position of Pope."

"What about your faith?"

"It has long been a plaything in the hands of those in power."

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Edward left the chapel and turned towards the dungeon.As long as Serones lives, he has no peace.

A rustling sound came from behind, Edward dodged and hid in the corner, a woman in simple clothes was heading here, something was faintly glowing in her hand.

It's Ostana.

Edward frowned, why is she here?

Ostana's body was stiff, walking mechanically like a marionette, and there were no guards stopping her along the way, as if an invisible force was helping her.She walked straight past Edward's position, exposing her back to him.

That direction leads to the prison cell where Serones is. Could it be... a spar in her hand? !

Edward followed behind quietly, and at the moment of turning the corner, he stretched out his hand and covered Ostana's mouth and nose, and drew a space door with the thorn scepter with the other hand, dragging her in.

All this happened in just a few seconds, and Ostana was taken to Edward's room without even reacting.Her eyes became clear instantly, "You...uh!!!"

Edward covered her mouth, put a soundproof enchantment, and then said word by word, "You were controlled just now, Ostana, what you have in your hand is what the person who controls you wants."

She spread her hands silly, and Edward relaxed his grip on her, "This is... a spar?"

"Serones is a protoss, and you stole the spar that controls her, it's clear who instructed you at a glance."

"Oh my god..." Ostana knew that what he said was probably true, because she had indeed met Ostana a few days ago, "I, I didn't do it on purpose... Is there any way to remedy it?!"

But she immediately came back to her senses, "By the way, why are you where are you when I stole the spar late at night? What are you going to do?"

"I wasn't there." He argued, "A guard found you and sent you to the Pope. He had to isolate you for half the night in order to get you out of control, and I happened to meet him when I went to worship early in the morning."

"You, what are you talking about?"

"I'm talking nonsense." Edward looked at her calmly, "but as long as I get through this night, I have the ability to make this matter real."

Ostana was discouraged, "I can't beat your schemes."

"Thank you for the compliment." He sat down, "Let's have a chat, Your Highness the Princess."

Ostana looked at him warily, "What do you want?"

"Do you believe in God the Father?"

"Why ask this?" She said reluctantly, "Aren't we all the people of God the Father?"

"You actually dismiss this semi-compulsive belief in your heart. Gothic and rebellion are means of resistance to vent your inner resentment." Edward stared at her face, not letting go of any subtle changes in expression, "It's like this ?"

"...I refuse to answer."

"Then let's talk about your father, His Majesty the Heavenly King Mephisto." He changed the subject, "He dotes on you very much."

Ostana didn't know how to answer, but just looked at the other party blankly.

"But do you know that the Daulsas family has a talent rooted in their blood—hypnosis. Your father never mentioned it, and you have never felt it."

She couldn't help interrupting, "Hey, you look down on me too much. Of course I know this. Daulsas is a clan, so they naturally have extraordinary skills."

"But you don't feel hypnotized, do you?"

Ostana was induced bit by bit, and finally walked into the trap carefully arranged by Edward.She finally started to break out in a cold sweat, no one ever asked her about hypnosis, and her father never taught it, so she didn't realize there was a problem until now when she was reminded, it seemed... everyone around her It is expected that she does not have this talent at all.

Why are they doing this?

"You want to ask why." There was a trace of treacherous tenderness in his voice, like a wizard who kidnapped a child, "Because...you don't have the blood of Dorsas at all."

"You're talking nonsense!!" Ostana angrily slapped the table and stood up, "Of course I am my father's daughter, I was before he ascended the throne! It must be because of the late awakening of talent, don't provoke us father-daughter relationship!!"

"Your anger is just trying to cover up the suspicion in your heart." Edward had expected her fierce reaction, "You should be able to hemolytic magic, it is a magic circle used to identify blood, if you don't believe it, you can try it, and you can try it when you get it." After the answer, you can come to me."

"But... until the dust settles, you have to keep my secret."

After speaking, Edward drew a space door and pushed Ostana in. Then he removed the sound barrier and played with the spar he had stolen from Ostana.

It has begun, the stage has been set, the curtain has been raised, and the masked characters finally make their debut.

----Chapter71. Prologue & End----

The author has something to say:

Thanks to Lei, the little angel of Tartarus, I thought I was wrong when I saw it for the first time (?ω?) I always thought that there was no one in Jinjiang...

PS If you still remember, it was said earlier that Kairos exchanged a feather for the scepter of thorns from Pope Mufujie of the human world... That's why it appeared in the heaven, and this is what I wrote The more obscure plot, let me explain it to you.In addition, the author is going to make a big move, the format has been changed, everyone get ready, masks and black operas, let's go! ! ! ! !