[Western Fantasy] Cardinal's Life Goal

"Flee!" The breath was pressed into the lungs, vibrating and making a muffled sound.Delin managed to regain his consciousness, and followed Sears to run as hard as he could in the direction away from Getrow.Binhuo and the others also came back to their senses suddenly, and ran to the meeting point bypassing Getrow as they planned.

Even Chunka retreated instinctively under Pohida's stare—only Gertrude, the poor noble young master, couldn't move at all.

"She's coming for me—" Gutero thought bewilderedly.The scarlet halo swept from all directions, embracing him irresistibly.The body became hot, as if there was a flame burning, and countless sharp armors struck, and it seemed impossible to avoid—"But, why me?"

Getrow woke up suddenly, he suppressed a sharp curse from his throat, turned around and ran towards the direction where Sears and Delin disappeared.

Damn it, damn it... Since you dare to do this kind of thing——you must drag Tis into this red abyss!

Getrow's logic is broken, and his mind is full of the sharp gaze behind him.Chunka stood behind him, but Pohida's stare penetrated the girl Miaoman's body and nailed him coldly on his back.

The dense sound of falling trees suddenly sounded in patches, and the sound of heavy footsteps floated towards Gertrude from a distance.

……

It wasn't until he escaped from the gaze of those giant eyes that Delin came back to his senses.He glanced back - between the gaps in the tree shadows, he could vaguely see the three-person-tall Pohida stand up, and step by step, not clumsily, walked towards the place where the two had just been.

The scales are densely covered, and the long tail is thorny.This black pohida bears an uncanny resemblance to the Oswald dragon god depicted in Oswald literature.But she has an extra horn on the top of her head, and it is because of this that Oswalds separated the dragon god from the pseudo-dragon—otherwise the warlike Oswald believers might call "These guys are Under the banner of the shameless dragon who defected from Oswald and joined the darkness, he tried his best to exterminate this evil beast.

Of course, the pope would not allow the believers of the gods he believed in to lose most of them because of this boring fanaticism.This is a big deal about theocracy.

Sears forcibly straightened Xiannian's face and wiped off the sweat from his forehead: "Don't be distracted."

The snow was getting smaller and smaller, and Delin didn't bother to take care of his trousers that were soaked in snow, and followed closely behind Sears.After making a big circle, a faint light appeared in the woods.

Momo waved silently at them.Binhuo had already arrived - after finding out that Gertrude wanted to follow, Sears took a longer detour before sending away the guy who was carrying the scapegoat.The two were the last to arrive, and Sears even saw the green figure when he turned around and entered the woods.

Sears tilted his head, and the long sword brushed past his face, and was easily caught by the short blade stabbing out from behind.Yao Nie looked at the boy blocking her in surprise—it was Delin.

The young man was still a little nervous, and stared at Yao Nie in bewilderment.It seems to be saying: Mr. Tutor, why did you attack my Yushang?

Yaonie glanced back at Sears, angrily withdrew her sword and went back to Bilu who was studying the map.

Binhuo didn't have any feelings about this scene, he just scratched his nose and complained to Sears: "We must go to rescue Gertrude?... It would be better for Pohida to eat him."

"In front of the evil beasts, you will not save the believers... Binhuo, your etiquette teacher must have tried to put you on the dinner plate." Sears was expressionless.

"...You guessed it right." Binhuo put down his hand touching his nose and smiled dryly, "Miss Zhuo Lafei asked her servant to do this. The lunch that day was curry rice..."

Sears really wanted to throw this guy who showed his dry humor indiscriminately into Pohida's mouth.

Fortunately, even though they were bickering and teasing each other, they still understood the crisis of the situation at this time—or in other words, their pretended calm expressions were just to dispel the uneasiness in their hearts.Several people didn't even sit down, they just stood in a circle to confirm what they were going to do.

"The cub's aura is covered up, so Pohida can only attack from Gerthro. Because of his action of hanging Pohida, this pseudo-dragon mother will not rush out to destroy the holy capital." Sears Looking at the sky, "It will take a certain amount of time for the holy army to gather and arrive. We just need to ensure that Getlow is not dead. Don't fight with people from the three veins. They all have some of Getlow's breath on them." Just leave it to Pohida." Speaking of this, Sears thought of the girl named Chunka: "There is a Goddess in the three-vein team, give it to me and Delin. Her ability It's not something you can resist."

Sears does not intend to tell others about Pure Card's identity, especially the power of the evil beast, which can be regarded as "heresy" for the Holy See.Although it is impossible to clearly say that they are guilty, at least many guys who claim to be "pious" will use this to do some inappropriate things.

Momo and other backup personnel still stayed in place.This time Bilu also stayed to prevent abnormalities under Yao Nie's strong request, so the rest of the guys got ready to go.

The giant shadow of Pohida has stepped out of the abyss and onto the crumbling mountain plateau.Somewhere in the mountains, an old man was sitting in a wheelchair drinking a cup of hot tea with a blanket on his lap.

A boy in a gear uniform came over and carefully brushed off the snow, complaining in a low voice, "Why did you come in person? My brother can definitely handle the matter."

The old man stared at the giant dragon rampant in the mountains with a serious face: "I have to watch for your sister-in-law." There was comfort in his voice, "Whether I come today or not, this fate has already been decided. The damned person will die, Those who deserve to live continue to live. I just want to come and see what Chemiye means with my own eyes."

The young man laughed: "The Pope once said that people like you—er, a scourge, can outlive him."

"He made me marry the woman he pursued!" The old man snorted, "Didn't he also say that I would have a daughter? Look, how old I am—"

Thinking of his wife's death, the old man's tone softened again: "He already has a good godson, so it can be regarded as a win."

got windy.

The stars are fading, and the morning light is gradually waking up.

The gear messenger bit his cigar and took a deep puff, his eyes fell on Pohida's angry back.With a "tsk" in his heart, he let go of his fingers, and the cigar fell into the snowdrift.

The messenger moved his gaze down and landed on the huge crack in the ground in front of him: this good-tempered Pohida had been suppressed underground for many years, and only dug a hole close to the ground for the survival of the cub.

But I didn't expect that the person with the gear just happened to find it.

The owner is getting older, and a man of several hundred years old has changed from a manic warrior who was frightened to a gentle old man who walks in a wheelchair.But after all, it has exceeded the limit of life given to human beings by the gods, and even his wife passed away in the cold winter of last year.

As a "sinful person", if the master wants to continue to live, he must aggravate this crime - the power of the evil beast's flesh and blood makes his body long-lived but tends to rupture. Only the product of the devil can make the strong again on the verge of danger.

But Pohida was too quiet.The life-saving poisonous weed grew in her cave, an unattainable phantom.But now, the birth of the cub has solved this problem.

The messenger smiled: I really want to thank Mr. Pohida who was eaten at some point.

He brushed the snowflakes off his shoulders, lighted a floating lamp carelessly, took off his delicate coat and jumped into the deep hole.

Sliding against the uneven stone wall, drops of cold sweat kept dripping from the messenger's forehead.The power belonging to Pohida has occupied here for a long time, almost to the point of suffocation. I don't know how long it took, accompanied by a dragon chant outside the cave, the messenger finally arrived at Pohida's real lair.

——It seems that the group of nobles have already made their move.

Deep underground, there is almost no oxygen because of the long-term closure.He had to take out the equipment he had prepared long ago to cover his mouth and nose.

Floating lamps illuminated the surroundings, and this palace, as wide as a square, could probably be regarded as Pohida's home.While heading towards the "bedroom", the messenger was thinking about other things.

This time the game was actually arranged by the Gear Lord himself.In addition to getting the medicine to extend life, of course there are other purposes.In the past few years, the heavy power structure has been turbulent, and the balance has tilted several times. It seems that the land of the holy city will be filled with the blood of the nobles who "treasoned the gods" in a second.The gear is a gray organization. Although some tentacles of forces are distributed in Oswald, this is the home field after all-not to mention that Oswald is more chaotic.

The gears are going to stand in line.

But whose backyard to enter is a very difficult decision, in order to make this choice, the gears have arranged this game.

Under their guidance, the head of the three bloodlines and Bran's new bloodline collided together. Unexpectedly, Bran, who had always been at a disadvantage, gained the upper hand.After seeing Tees' plan, the messenger had no choice but to announce the winner of the game.

Bran—

The messenger saw a jade-colored plant in front of him, which was growing vigorously.There are two black fruits hanging on the slender branches: one is ripe and the other is still green.He took out a jade box, carefully dug out the whole plant, and put it in the box.

Speaking of which... the envoy was thoughtful: The matter between Tiss and that young man—"It won't be a secret soon"?It seems that a way to sell favors has also been found.You should tell the master to go to the Bran family.

"Tsk, young people nowadays."

After the messenger left the cave, the exclamation was still floating slowly in the dark lair.