dedicated to violets

The rumors spread very quickly. At first they spread only in a small area, and then they intensified, even alarming the Valentines who had been hiding from the world.

Valentine's department has the most mages. After experiencing the war, most of them are getting old. They hope to break through and become a saint as soon as possible so that their lifespan can be extended.Sean has been the guild leader for so many years, and the number of times he has seen them can be counted on one hand.

The news of the resurrection of the necromancer messenger is really shocking.

The Valentines moved out of the nest after hearing the news, and asked the guild to find out.

Willie listened to him quietly, in silence.

"Do you still remember the skeleton incident at the tavern before you left?" Sean changed the subject, "After cross-examining Mason one by one, he organized the information he got into a book and gave it to me to read."

After the dispute just now, Viri quickly calmed down, and finally he was able to calmly ask, "Any clues?"

"No." Sean spread his hands, his face full of helplessness, "According to those mercenaries, before the mutation, the person who turned into a skeleton spoke and acted like a normal person, and there was no sign at all when he turned into a skeleton. "

At that time, the mercenary was sitting with his back against the wall, talking and laughing with others.

Just as he was drinking, he lowered his head, and with a plop, a round "bead" fell into the wine glass, splashing a splash.

The mercenary still raised his head in a daze, and asked the people around him, what fell into the cup?

The rest were horrified to find that the mercenary's left eye had turned into a hole, empty, and blood was gurgling out.Immediately afterwards, his left hand quickly turned into pus, and blood flowed all over the table.There was a sudden commotion in the tavern, and the drinkers rushed out the door, creating a miasma of smoke, tables, chairs and benches flying everywhere.

"Then it turned into what we saw," Sean pondered, "As for the mercenary you said was killed by you before it turned into a skeleton, it should have been dead long ago. I asked, did the mercenary who turned into a skeleton A twin brother who looks exactly like him, you should kill his twin brother."

Willie was taken aback: "Twins?"

"Yes, twins, those drinkers said that this man and his brother have always been at odds. They had a conflict a few years ago, and then they broke up, and they haven't been in touch since then." Xiao En said, "Actually, there are more or less twins. There are at least some differences, but the peculiarity of this pair of twins is that they look exactly the same, and there is no slight difference."

"I think this is also the reason why you mistake them." Sean concluded.

Viri was a little annoyed, his cheeks were a little hot, and he quickly ended the topic: "Besides this, do you have any other discoveries?"

"No." The distressed person changed to Sean. "Later, the rumors about the necromancer's messenger became rampant, and several similar things happened in succession. I wondered whether there was a connection between the two."

"How many more?" Willie grasped the key point of Sean's words.

Sean slapped his head: "I actually forgot such a big thing. After you left, there were accidents in several taverns, and the living people turned into skeletons. I burned their bones according to the previous method. Then collect them. After that, order the tavern to close temporarily, and let the mercenaries stay at home, so as not to cause riots." Most of the mercenaries do not have a fixed place to stay, but it is still very easy to find a place to live temporarily.

"As a result, the tavern just closed down, and the rumors about the necromancer started to spread again. After I checked, I found out that the refugees from the surrounding towns all said in unison that the necromancer's messenger was resurrected."

"Rumours are invisible knives that can kill people," Willy said slowly after digesting what Sean said, "In the final analysis, other rumors are false after all. If you find the diary of the Valentines, It was a mistake to help."

"The only clue we have is that the undead is directly related to John." Willie raised his hand and pointed to the huge cross on the skylight. "Isn't John hanging on the dome now?"

After exhausting all their efforts, the two finally managed to climb to the highest point, melted the chains that fixed the cross, and moved them to the ground together with the cross.

To their surprise, John was still alive, but his breathing was too weak.

There is a nail nailed on each wrist and ankle, and the thumb is thick, firmly inserted into the cross.A thick chain was tied around his neck, and the blood from his hands and feet had clotted and turned black.As long as Van Willy came later, John would die completely.

Sean was surprised: "The pastor is different from ordinary people, and he is still alive after this."

Judging by the color of the coagulated blood, John was crucified for at least one day.Looking at John, whose face was like gold paper, Willie felt all sorts of feelings in his heart, complicated and unspeakable.

Sean didn't have so many complicated thoughts, he urged: "Hurry up and read his memory while he is still alive."

Death is like a lamp being extinguished. Once John died, the memory information that could be obtained would be incomplete.Although it can also be read, it is always troublesome.

"Okay." Willie nodded.

Sean still didn't think it was enough, so he even took out a tube of potion and forced it into John's mouth.

The magic circle on the temple floor was still shining, and Viri raised his palm and recited the spell silently.John's bangs parted obediently without wind, exposing his smooth forehead.His eyes were only opened a slit, revealing some color.

Viri shook his hand into a fist and took it back suddenly: "No!"

"What?" Sean looked up.

"This man is not John," Willie said solemnly, "his eyes are not the same color as John."

Sean: "This—"

He pulled out the dagger at his waist, and lightly scratched a wound on "John"'s face, and soon blood gushed out.

"It's not a human leather mask, and it's not disguised." Sean squatted beside "John", looking left and right, but there was no trace of disguise, "This face is real."

"Twins?" Viri suddenly remembered the pair of mercenaries.

Xiao En was taken aback, looked up and looked at Willy: "I remember, the Holy See does seem to have an obsession with twins?"

During the Violet War, Sean and Viri fought directly with the mages and priests of the Holy See many times.The Holy See usually acts in twos, a priest and a mage, or a priest and a warrior.They have seen many times that both partners look similar, or even identical.

However, the proportion of similarities is not large, and Sean and Viri only thought it was a coincidence.

Now that 20 years have passed, two pairs of twins related to the Holy See have appeared in a row, which makes them both have to be vigilant.

Xiao En urged: "You read his memory quickly, the potion can only hang his life a little bit, if you delay for a while, maybe he will die directly."

Willie glanced at him helplessly, and said, "Protect me and guard against this person."

"Don't worry, wrap it on me," Sean patted his chest and assured, "Besides, this cross is crucified like this, so there won't be any danger."

The white light in the palm appeared again, and Viri approached "John" on the cross. As the light became brighter, a small trace of the eternal cross appeared on the forehead of "John".Viri was about to take a closer look when he was swallowed by the surging memory.

He closed his eyes and passed out instantly.

The fog in front of him faded away like a tide, and Vili saw the resplendent temple. In the temple, there were about a dozen people standing with their heads bowed, all dressed in the costumes of the Holy See, lined up quietly on both sides.There was a dazzling light and shadow in front of his eyes, his knees hurt uncontrollably, and there was the sound of shallow breathing in his ears, and someone knelt on the ground with him on one knee.

A deep and pleasant male voice came from above his head: "These two children are the twins you found?"

"Yes." The person standing beside replied.

"It's cute, take off the hat and let me see," the owner of the male voice said with a smile, "it's also blonde."

"How old are you?"

"15 is old."

"The age is also suitable. Pick one and send it to Greenland, and keep the other one in the Holy See, and change it every year." "John" wanted to take a sneak peek at what the owner of the voice looked like. He quickly raised his head, but only saw the man standing against the light. Silhouettes.Slender, tall, with long hair, she fell straight to the ground, but she couldn't see her face clearly.

"Don't be unreasonable to the Pope!" The waiter next to him snapped.

The Pope smiled and waved his hands: "Don't be so cruel to the children, be gentle, they will be the mainstay of the Holy See in the future."

Time flies like water, and Viri finally knows the names of the twins.

John, Neil.

There is no surname, only first name, which is so ordinary that there is no bright spot.

The younger brother John was sent to Greenland first, while Neil stayed in the Holy See to study priest spells.Viri struggled to get out of the torrent of memory, he briefly woke up for a few seconds, only saw Sean's anxious face, and then continued to fall into a coma.

This time he saw the pope again.

More than ten years have passed, and the pope does not appear old at all. Judging from his figure and his voice, he should be around 30 years old.

The Pope said gently: "You are all the hope of the Holy See in the future. After this mission, the best of you will become the new priest, and in the future will take over the position of the Cardinal, and even replace me as the Pope." .”

Viri could hear it, and the breathing around him became heavy.

After the pope finished encouraging, he got up and left, and the cardinal who was standing beside him stepped forward and asked them to take an oath.

"Where the sun shines...I am willing to entrust myself to Ogg, let God send me, never break my promise, never betray the Holy See." The uniform voice echoed in the temple.

The cardinal looked at these young people with satisfaction, "Remember, never betray the Holy See."

"Otherwise the fallen bishop will be a lesson for you, and he will suffer forever in the Nibelungen."

Viri finally opened his eyes, the skylight cast the setting sun, and the afterglow flowed in the temple.The shadows of the trees beside the temple danced, and he could vaguely hear the chirping of birds.

"You're finally awake." Sean breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "If you don't wake up, I'll have to carry you back."

Viri blinked hard, and was in a trance for a moment, as if he was still in Neil's memory.The stone sculpture stands against the light, with a melancholy and handsome face, and its outline is very similar to the Pope standing at the end of the temple in Neil's memory.

But it was all an illusion, and Viry blinked again, and the resemblance between the stone sculpture and the Pope disappeared.

"How is it?" Sean touched his forehead, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No." Viri shook his head with difficulty, "What about Neil?"

"Neil?"

"The name of the man on the cross, they are all people carefully cultivated by the Holy See," Viri gasped, pressing his forehead, those deep memories were still churning in his mind, restless, causing his head to ache It was swollen again, and the veins were throbbing, as if they would burst at any moment, "I saw the Pope."

Sean was taken aback: "The Pope? What did you see him look like?"

"No," Viri looked at the stone sculpture standing against the light, "his voice sounds very young, about 30 years old."

"The memory you read, let's go back and talk about it. Let's leave here first." Sean interrupted him, "Also, the man on the cross, you said his name was Neil, he died."

It was only then that Vili noticed that this young man named Neil had closed his eyes forever.

It seems that the sequelae of reading the memory are too strong, directly destroying his already fragile brain.

"Don't feel guilty," Sean thought that Viri's silence was due to Neil's passing, "the undead are their fault."

Willie didn't say much.

He just quietly looked at the young face crucified on the cross, but his mind was full of vivid memories of the young man.This weird contrast made him feel a little confused for a while.

"Let's go," he said.

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