The moment Perls and Jonny's eyes met, Jonny's hostility vanished. He stepped forward very seriously and looked at Pers's face, "Why didn't you go?" ”

"Why should I go? The Viscount has a lot of books, and I still have several treasures that I haven't read. As you know, searching for historical materials is a long-term job, and you can't afford to be sloppy in the slightest. Perls said naturally. He frowned and asked with concern, "What's wrong with your nose?" It looks serious. ”

"Bitten by a heretic, nothing."

Then the two fell silent. If there really is a "chatterbox" between people, then their box must have been magically banned by the Magister, and it will not be opened for centuries. The atmosphere was so embarrassing that even the indignant Viscount Karl on the side extinguished the fire.

Jonny suddenly smiled (his face was bloodied and might have scared a child to tears) and said to Karl kindly, "I'm sorry, mortal. It's our fault to bother you so late. Let's go. ”

"Commander, didn't you say you want-"

As his subordinate spoke, a hand came to him. He quickly took a defensive stance, but instead of hitting him as expected, Jonny rested his hand lightly on his shoulder.

Jonny also said to his subordinates kindly, "Let's go." Then he turned and left. The two subordinates were confused by the abnormal behavior of the regiment commander, but they didn't say much and hurriedly followed.

The trio rode slowly towards the Provisional Investigation Department, where they encountered a number of heavily armed City Guard soldiers. Originally, horseback riding and swords were forbidden in Doludives (even adventurers were forbidden), but this rule did not apply to the Knights of the Iron Hoof at all, so the city guards turned a blind eye to the three swaggering creatures and continued to block the road and clear the scene. Luckily, the people of Orquila don't like to leave the house at night, otherwise the casualties would have been greater.

Back at the Temporary Investigation Department, Jonny sat down with a knife and let his subordinates be treated. Twenty or thirty Knights of Judgment surrounded him and used the [Holy Healing Technique], which could be cured as long as he didn't lose his head, let alone restore his nose to its original state. In the light, Jonny closed his eyes, his face intoxicated.

"Captain, are we still going to Osgilia?"

"No, I won't. I don't know why, I don't want to kill people right now. I've never felt this way since I was sensible......" Jonny took a deep breath and smiled, "This should be 'peaceful'. ”

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The next day.

News of the attack on the Knights of the Iron Hoof soon spread throughout Dorudavis. Many citizens (more than 90 percent of whom were not present) told others about the incredible battle, and the skinless dog with bloody paw prints was vividly depicted. Everyone who heard the news felt pity from the bottom of their hearts - how could the necromantic creatures and the Knights of Judgment not fight each other?

This incident caused half of the city's residents to live in peace, and it was related to witches, werewolves, and necromantic creatures, which made the city guards anxious and busy investigating. During the investigation, several city defense officers discovered that flying claws hung from the northeastern city wall, and that it was from where werewolves and necromantic creatures probably climbed over the walls; Even so, the officer in charge of the northeastern city wall was demoted to the sole responsibility for the matter.

And in the palace, a court meeting has just ended......

The ministers left the chamber one after another to go about their business. The silver-haired Ringwynny and the sleek Rimi walked side by side at the back. These two bigwigs never go to the front, not because other ministers don't respect them, but because they have recently used to chatting while walking, and others are not easy to eavesdrop. Strange to say, the two were originally incompatible, but since the invasion of necromantic creatures, they have become much more harmonious, and they often talk and laugh.

"Hmph, I heard that bastard got his nose bitten off, it's fucking painful! It's a pity that the Holy See's [Holy Healing Technique] is too powerful to leave him a lifelong memorial. "Ringwynny walks at a fast pace and walks with the wind.

Remy, on the other hand, walked a little slower, and after five or six steps, he had to take a few steps faster, or he would be left behind by Lingwynny. He said helplessly: "It's not good to gloat behind other people's backs, right?" ”

"Why do you always act like a good old man? I just don't like him, what's wrong?! Lin Gweni blew his beard and glared: "If I were still young, I would fight him even if I tried my best!" What's the matter if it's a quasi-hero, huh! ”

"Okay, take it easy, don't have a heart attack again." Remy said perfunctorily, making Ringwynny angry.

The two ministers were so focused on talking that they didn't notice that there was a man behind them—Sam Montgomery. Sam bowed his head and walked straight away, looking preoccupied, not even paying attention to what the two sworn enemies said.

As a nobleman, Sam didn't have many official positions, so he didn't need to deal with affairs. He had a few perfunctory words with a few nobles, got into the carriage very hesitantly, and rushed straight to his home. When he arrived in the carriage where he could be alone, he had taken off all his disguises, and he could not regain any spirits.

The afterglow of the setting sun leaked through the car window, causing Sam's face to be framed with a round golden hook. He stared at the ambiguously colored sunset as if it were a beautiful work of art in the world.

The sun climbs and sets naturally at its apex, so that the day ends.

"It's over, there's nothing."

Sam muttered, his eyes twinkling. He suddenly shouted, "Don't go home yet, go to Viscount Karl's mansion!" ”

The coachman faithfully carried out the orders of his master. As soon as the carriage came to a stop, Sam jumped out of the carriage and went into the house without even bothering to arrange his clothes. He was calm on the surface, but he didn't even notice that the gate was broken. The butler hurriedly asked him to wait in the reception room, and then went to inform Viscount Karl.

Viscount Karl appeared with two dark circles under his eyes, and although he threw a lot of white powder around his eyes, it was still difficult to hide the thick tiredness. It was evident that he was surprised by Sam Montgomery's visit, and that he was not well prepared.

"Dear Karl, please tell me honestly, is the Twilight Cult the sect that the Knights of the Iron Hoof are looking for?" As soon as he saw the other party, Sam went straight into the tunnel.

Carl froze.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Sam asked again, and then added: "I also know some thing about Mr. Pers, and I assure you that I have no ill will." The Holy See oracle implies that the Cult of Twilight is a religion of collusion with necromantic creatures, and the stakes are high, so I have come to you to verify it. ”

"Collusion with necromantic creatures?!" Karl's face was cloudy, and then he said: "I think that although the Twilight Sect is a 'heretic' in the eyes of the Holy See, it is not related to necromantic creatures. You must be mistaken. ”

"I believe in the eyes of your friends, but no matter how you say that the Twilight Sect is a new sect, everyone doesn't know much about it, so it is inevitable that there will be misunderstandings. Can you let Mr. Perls and I explain it ourselves? Sam smiled and patted his chest, "I can promise that as long as Mr. Polls can prove that the Twilight Cult is not a cult, I will grant my protection to the Twilight Cult!" ”

Viscount Karl was silent, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

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In Sam's mansion, a chic reception room. Pers is in the same room as Sam.

"You're a necromantic creature, aren't you?" Upon entering the reception room, Sam did not invite the other person to sit down, but smiled and threw out a question.

"Yes." Perls didn't hesitate, and said very simply.

"Why did you answer so quickly?" Hearing this, Sam's eyes lit up.

"Because there is no need to hide it from the wise. Are you going to denounce me? Purs' expression remained indifferent. He raised his hands: "You need to tie it tightly, or I might break free." ”

Sam sat down affectionately with Rappers, smiled and took the glass and poured him the wine: "I won't tell you." Mr. Pers, I still have a request for you. ”

"Please? You're kidding you, Lord Sam, you're powerful, you don't have to ask anyone. Perls smiled dumbly and took his glass. If you need help, the only one you can turn to is the Holy See. ”

"No, the Holy See can't do it. Can the Holy See give me a longer life? ”

"I can't."

"Can the Holy See keep me healthy and free from all diseases?"

"I can't."

"What can the Holy See give me?"

"As long as you believe in the Lord, you can go to heaven after death."

Sam was overwhelmed: "Look, how simple the answer is! Orquila is good enough, I don't want to go to heaven. That's why I've always hated the Holy See. Even if they had an omnipotent god, they wouldn't be able to fulfill my wishes. ”

"So, what is your wish?"

"I want to be a god."

Pearls' eyes began to cool.

Sam didn't notice the other party's abnormality, but still said with great interest: "Mr. Pers, you also know that it is impossible for a man to become a god, right? But there is one thing that makes people feel like God. That's power. With power, the commoners will nod their heads to me, the rich will sacrifice their daughters, the warriors will lay down their lives for me, and the women will fight for me...... Power is everything! I love power more than I love myself! And you, Mr. Pers, you can give me supreme power! ”

Perls chuckled and looked away at the cup in his hand: "Power is something we are born with, not by handouts. I can't give you any power. ”

"No, you can! You brought my son's puppy, Bobby, back to life! You can resurrect dead animals! In other words, with your help I can live longer, even as long as the world! The man who has power is just a false god, and only immortality can make him a true god. ”

Pers shook his head: "'God' is not such a superficial and simple word, it is more complex than you think. I'm just a believer, and I can't make 'God.'" ”

Sam's face began to turn cold, too. He said in a gruff voice, "Don't turn me down again, Mr. Pers. If you still value my friendship, please do it for me—I want eternal life. ”

Only then did Perls look the other man in the eye: "Are you serious?" ”

"I like to joke, but I don't joke about it."

"Okay, I can help you. What do you need me to do? I would like to remind you in advance that although you can adjust the aging of your body after becoming a semi-undead creature and thus adjust your appearance, there are loopholes in this. According to your imagination, as long as you gradually change your face with the change of years, you can make people not suspicious; But you have to 'disappear' at some point in time, creating a state of being dead, in order to be recognized by others. And then what? What can you do if you 'disappear'? Does anyone believe that you are the original Sam Montgomery? ”

"There is no need to believe it, because by the time Sam Montgomery died, I would have been Sam Montgomery's son."

Hearing this answer, Perce felt a little strange in his heart. He was vaguely aware of a conspiracy.

"Wait a minute." Sam got up, left the room, and returned a moment later with a chubby child. It was the little boy who had cried bitterly at the last banquet because of the death of the puppy, and he looked at Purs with some fear. Sam laughed, "It's my only child." ”

Sam then took out a knife and killed his child.