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"Love is the most precious emotion of human beings," the bishop said in a gentle tone. "Whether it is a lover, a relative, or a friend, love can be conveyed through the lips and body, so don't feel shy, and always cherish it."

Viri's cheeks were still hot, he responded vaguely a few times, and then couldn't wait to change the subject: "Your Excellency, what is in Asgard?" What is the fascinating secret that made the Holy See think of everything? Find a way to find the scepter and want to enter the city.

"It's up to you to find out for yourself," the bishop said.

"I promised Randall that I would do everything possible to destroy the Holy See," Willie looked at the familiar face in front of him, "but you don't seem to be very opposed to the identity of the former cardinal."

"I really don't reject it." The bishop sighed, "I have lived too long, and the identity of the archbishop in red has long been imprinted in my soul and blood, which cannot be separated."

"The Holy See has always called you a 'heretic'. Even so, you don't hate the Holy See?"

"I don't hate." The bishop smiled lightly. "To me, whether it's love or hate, it's too extravagant."

He still used Randall's ordinary face, but Willie seemed to be able to see the bishop's real face through the skin.

Ignas's face has a unique and sharp beauty, even if the facial features are the same, it gives people a very different feeling.After learning the identity of his scepter, Viri realized that it belonged to the sharpness of the weapon.Even with a human body, the traits don't disappear.

The bishop has always been gentle and tolerant, and nothing can easily shake him.

Bishops are not human.

He is the remaining descendant of the Protoss.

At this moment, Viri seemed to be enlightened, and immediately understood the meaning of the bishop's previous words.

Love is a precious feeling, and the bishop has lost the ability to have it.It is precisely because there is no love and no hatred that he doesn't care.It is precisely because he doesn't care that he will be compassionate, just like human beings staring at ants, they will also have a heart of love.

The Holy See called him a heretic, and the Wizards Guild thought he was a traitor, but he didn't care at all.After living and dying with Valentine and his wife, he was able to hide from the world and not see them for decades.

"What are you thinking?" the bishop asked suddenly.

"Iger used to say you were his father," Willie said. What about you?What do you think of Ignace?

He didn't say the rest, but the bishop still understood the implication.

"He is the continuation of my life," the bishop smiled slightly, "so I chose to bestow both my appearance and name on him, hoping that the Oasis and the seeds of the World Tree would make him grow up, and I hope he can live well."

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Asgard, the temple by the rainbow bridge.

The lost city, which has been silent for thousands of years, ushered in the most noisy moment after Ragnarok, and as far as the eye can see, there are tents set up.Sean smoked his pipe and walked up and down the temple steps restlessly.

The Wizards Guild, Mercenary Guild, and even the Holy See have all come to Asgard, each occupying a side, fighting against each other, staring at each other, eager to bite off a piece of each other's flesh.

After Sean and Viri separated, Ignas sent him to Fast. He resigned from the chairmanship non-stop and met Mason again.Only after this question did Sean know that the elves had already made preparations.Undine's visit relieved Sean of his worries a little.

Together, the two returned to the capital day and night. They wanted to pass the news to Alfred as quickly as possible, but they found the imperial magicians outside the city who were ready to go.

The leader was none other than Principal Alfred Beaver.

Sean stood on the height of the temple, stood on tiptoes, and looked towards the center of the city.

Asgard was huge, with a rainbow bridge spanning the sky, and they had stood on the cliff's edge to look at this magnificent city - on the top of the rolling hills.Xiao En thought that the terrain in the city would be very steep, but he didn't expect that it would be a different scene when he walked in.

The clear lake water reflects the blue sky and white clouds, and the sky and the ground are all the same color.

Everyone was taken away by the snow-white temple and towering buildings in front of them, and they were so shocked that they lost their voices.

This city is even more magnificent than the capital of a king, and it is a kingdom of gods that human beings cannot describe in poetry.Fortunately, the first marchers this time were all experienced warriors and magicians, so they quickly regained their composure, got busy and started to set up camp.

Alfred walked to Sean's side, but he was too short to touch Sean's waist.

So he poked Sean's back with his staff: "Boy, squat down."

"Huh?" Sean was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and found the old dwarf with a beard mopping the floor staring at him. He quickly squatted down and asked, "Your Excellency Bifo?"

Alfred stroked his long white beard in satisfaction: "It's still polite, what are you looking at here?"

"Look there." Sean pointed to the center of the city, "It's full of fog, I wonder if there's something hidden there?"

Where Xiao En pointed, there was a swirling mist that rose to the sky, like a huge column.He had been there before, but he could only see thick fog, and the abyss under the fog might be a thousand meters deep.Someone boldly threw a stone down, but the sound of landing could not be heard.

Just as they were about to camp beside the thick fog, something terrifying happened.

A quasi-holy-level mage of the Magic Guild suddenly went crazy and wanted to rush into the fog. He would kill anyone who stopped him without mercy.After injuring more than ten people in a row, he jumped into the misty abyss and was never seen again.

Xiao En has a little impression of this mage, he has dealt with this person before.

This sorcerer was from aristocratic background, and his speech and conversation were very elegant, completely different from the crazy appearance just now.

Alfred, the leader of the team, made a decisive decision and told everyone to retreat and return to the Rainbow Bridge.

"The mist is weird," Alfred said decisively, "this is not Ignace's style, and he warns people that he will not hurt the innocent."

Sean knew that the Ignas in Alfred's mouth was the fallen bishop.

As the oldest, most experienced, and most powerful person in the empire, Alfred's words could not be more important, and no one has any objections.

The Magician Guild was even more afraid of losing a quasi-holy magician, running faster than Alfred.

Sean was thinking wildly, and Alfred patted him on the waist impatiently: "Pick me up and let me see."

Sean stared at Alfred: "..."

He bent down willingly and lifted the little old man up.

Alfred's beard made his neck a little itchy, and he was about to speak when he heard Alfred yell, "Wait! There's something in that fog!"

"There's a white tower," Alfred pressed the top of Sean's head, "You're a young man, what's the rush?"

He patted Sean vigorously a few times, and all his flags died down immediately.

Alfred narrowed his eyes and murmured, "Let me see more clearly, this tower looks really familiar."

The White Pagoda looms in the clouds and mist, only showing a rough outline, slender and tall, almost blending with the clouds.If it wasn't for the dwarf's natural eyesight, he might be deceived if he didn't pay attention.

"tower……"

Sean heard

"Yes, that's right!" Alfred showed a big smile, waved his upper arm vigorously, and shouted excitedly, "Ignas still likes to play this trick!"

He jumped off Sean's shoulder excitedly: "I'll go and research it now!"

Sean staggered and leaned forward, almost being pushed to the ground by the excited Alfred.He managed to stand still, and was angrily turning his head to settle accounts with Alfred, but he saw Mason who was smiling.

He froze suddenly: "Mason... are you back?"

The beautiful and elegant elf reached out and kneaded his shoulders to comfort him: "Mr. Dwarf is such a quick-tempered person. Arguing with them will only make yourself angry."

"Oh, oh." Mason was always the quickest to calm his anger, "Why did you come back so soon?"

"I've been in touch with Undine," Mason said.

"What did you say?" Sean raised his head abruptly, in disbelief, "Didn't you say you couldn't contact her before?"

Mason smiled and said, "It's true that we can't get in touch, but you forgot?"

He put his two fingers together, put them near his mouth, and blew a whistle. With the sound of the whistle, he flew across the sky, and a snowy owl flapped its wings and appeared in Xiao En's field of vision.

"We still have the snowy owl." In the breeze, Mason's hair fluttered slowly, and he raised his arm so that the snowy owl rested on his arm.

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