[Necromancer] Dark Throne

With a soft "click", Roland pulled out the long sword calmly. There was no trace of blood on the broken tip of the sword, and the hand that drew the sword seemed to be following a precise trajectory, retracting the long sword without the slightest tremor.

"I'm willing to bear my sin." Roland blinked at Wayne, and when he turned his head, he showed a face that was trying to calm down, but was still in pain, and said straightly, "For the honor of the Holy See, for the holiness of the Holy Light, I am willing to bear the burden." .”

But such a sincere attitude made the beard of the old man in the silver mask tremble. The translation of this guy's words is: so what if I kill you. Get over this matter, or I'll blow your black foundation off, and everyone's face will be ugly!

"Your Excellency Roland, even if the three elders are wrong, the Supreme Council of the Council of Elders should convene impeachment. Your actions can be sentenced to fire!" Silver Mask restrained the urge to kill the other party on the spot, but his The anger contained in every word can be heard by the guards behind him.

"I am guilty, and I am willing to accept the trial of the Supreme Council." Roland stretched out his hand, sighed slightly, and stretched out his hand, "Second Elder, please arrest me, and I will give an explanation to the House of Elders and the entire church."

The old man's fingers trembled this time: "Roland, Strife, you are the head of the Knights Templar and one of the members of the Presbyterian Church. Do you know what you are doing?"

"If you are worried about my immunity as a member of the House of Elders, I am willing to convene the Supreme Council and resign from all my positions." Roland raised his head, and anyone could see tears flickering in those charming blue eyes Huacai, those tears were full of infinite sorrow and pain, "I never imagined that there would be such a deep darkness under the holy light I love so much. My warrior fought against the banshee army alone, and he saved the entire northern plain. Tens of millions of souls have been treated so unfairly."

Wayne wanted to struggle out of Roland's embrace uncomfortably, but he held him too tightly...

And the hero knight quietly pinched him, signaling him not to move, and then continued his statement.

"I know that as a knight, my actions are unforgivable, but I don't regret the decision I made today, because I am responsible for every soldier under my command, and I can't let them spill the most innocent blood In this cold and empty prison cell. The destiny of a soldier is to sacrifice, but I will never accept this method!"

In the eyes of countless Xilin guard soldiers, General Roland's face, which can be called beautiful and temperamental, was full of sorrow for the end of the strong.

He tried his best to tell the most helpless facts with the most bland narrative, but his exhausted and disappointed expression showed the pain of humiliation and injury to his proud self-esteem at this moment.

"Even though it might cost me my life to do it, I'm going to do it anyway!"

"No, Lord Roland!" A protective knight who had always fanatically admired him loudly said, "I believe in your justice, and the Council of Elders will give you a fair trial. You are not guilty!"

"Yes, Lord Roland, you are just protecting your warrior. You love him more than yourself. I am proud to have a leader like you!"

"Master Roland, you are innocent..."

"Master Roland..."

……

Wayne was almost dumbfounded. Is this the same young man whose ears would turn red when he told a lie?

He was threatening the other party just now that he has judicial immunity. If he is not convinced, he will impeach me, but don't blame me for telling the truth. It will be no good for everyone, so don't blame me if you fight to the death!

But when he said it lightly, why did it have a completely different meaning?

How powerful is the butcher's knife of time?Why is Mao himself the same as before?Give me back that little knight who blushes at the touch of a kiss!

Until the end, when the chief judge, Andariel, came forward and temporarily detained Roland and Wayne in the Forbidden Tower, Wayne has been struggling with the huge changes that time has had on human beings...

"I'm back to my senses." Andariel gave the hunter, who was still immersed in his own thoughts, a slight shadow word pain after drinking several bottles of extreme healing potions, and finally regained his sanity.

But after Wayne glanced at him, he didn't speak, but just turned over, leaving a back view for the chief judge.

"His body is extremely resistant to the holy light, but the survivors of Artis all have this situation. It is the negative effect of dark elements on the human body. However, the healing potion produced by alchemy can still take effect, and he is not in danger Don't worry, you don't have to worry." Andariel turned to comfort his friend.

"Thank you." Although it's called imprisonment, because of the relationship between the chief judge and General Roland, they naturally live in the highest-level luxury prison.

"But didn't you say that your heart is ashamed and you don't want to talk about feelings anymore? Why do you still make such mistakes like a kid?" Andariel shook his head, "With your identity and strength, even if your life is not in danger , they will also exile you, in short, this time you will not pass the test easily."

"Thank you, but you can go." Roland made a gesture of invitation, "By the way, take that undead hunter outside the door away, I don't like him."

"Roland Strife, you are avenging your own personal revenge!" Amennar at the door said angrily, "You must not change your mind, I forbid..."

"So what if I avenge my private revenge." Roland glanced at him. If the undead hunter hadn't gone crazy, how could the person he likes be taken away by the King of Silence, and never see him again.

"Okay!" Andariel dragged him away, but the undead hunter grabbed the doorknob desperately, so he was furious, "Roland, if he doesn't leave, you can kiss Wayne!"

Before Roland could answer, Amennar had already glared at him fiercely: "How dare you!"

Then let go and was dragged away.

"..." Roland shook his head speechlessly, and sat next to Wayne's bed.

Wayne rolled over and looked at him.

"What?" Roland asked.

"You did it on purpose." Wayne said in a declarative sentence.

"You mean you just pinched your buttocks?" Roland shook his head, "No, the situation was urgent at the time, and I just did it casually. You know, I won't die if I kill the third elder. If you killed the third elder, no matter what reason , will be pushed to the stake.”

"I don't need it," Wayne said.

"...I," Roland thought for a moment before bowing his head, "I'm sorry."

"..." Wayne didn't answer.

"...You're not him, I know. It's just that I can't help it." Roland said softly, "For you, it feels like he's still by my side. And, what happened today, you are the victim, he deserves to die. Even if it wasn't you, I would have shot."

"I don't want to accept it." Wayne said lightly, "I don't believe you."

"You don't need to believe it." Roland smiled, "I don't need you to respond to me. Even if you want to like me, I won't accept it. No one can replace his position in my heart. I have a very different relationship between a substitute and true love. clear."

Wayne sat up and looked straight at him.

"It's my business that I treat you well, and nothing else has anything to do with you." Roland stared into his eyes, "Do you understand?"

"Snapped!"

Wayne reached out and slapped him across the face.

The author has something to say: Small theater: Although Roland is a knight, it is a pity that the beautiful young man who was as green as a green onion is no longer a white flower... In this regard, let's interview the king of Xixi for his views.Xiaozhi: Wayne, what do you think?Wayne: Your sister, isn't this against my CP?