Miss Millie was not a dignitary, even in the Old Empire, before the Darkblade appeared, she was a real little person.

The Millie family has been selling wine for generations in Northshire, and their wine was once one of the most famous in the entire Storm Kingdom, and Northshire is located in the sacred place of the Holy Light Church, the Northshire Monastery, so Miss Millie, who grew up in Northshire, has seen many big names with her own eyes.

But this did not bring more benefits to her and her family, of course, in the old empire, the status of merchants was not high, and Miss Millie grew up day by day, her down-to-earth attitude and unflinching style brought her many suitors, but young Miss Millie did not settle her marriage so easily.

Until she met the Chaldeans. Morgan, who was then the Privy Counsellor of the Kingdom of Stormwind, was assigned to the Northshire Abbey because of a secret conflict with Archbishop Benedictas.

The clergy of the Holy Light Church do not avoid marrying their own children, although there are many ascetics who are willing to dedicate themselves to the faith, but that kind of life is too harsh for ordinary people, so the church does not force the clergy to be pure-hearted, and of course, believers who truly dedicate everything to the faith will not need ordinary feelings to fill the lack of heart.

But herein lies the problem... At that time, Chaldea had not yet come into contact with the Blade of the Dark Empire, and he was just a pawn placed by Tyrion in the Stormwind Kingdom, under the pressure of both sides, the originally sincere Chaldean priest had some doubts about his faith, and these doubts under the effect of pressure, on a slightly drunk night, he and Miss Millie, who already had a crush on him, had a dewy marriage.

This private relationship lasted for several years, and even after moving north to the north, the two often met, and Miss Millie stood behind Chaldea as a "lover", and she was willing to give her youth for this man, because she could feel that this big man with beautiful scenery on the surface was actually very depressed inside, and he was very lonely... He needed a harbor.

If the story had been going this way, it would have been a good ending for both the Chaldeans and the easily satisfying Miss Millie, but... Fate has never been merciful to those it chooses, and as the bond between Chaldea and the blade of the Dark Empire in his hands grows deeper, he deeply feels the evil will that originates from the Fifth Old God.

He was the one who had the most contact with Salatas, and no one knew better than him the dark will of the lazy Fifth Old God and her evil methods of playing with the soul, and the archbishop had already had the consciousness of feeding the tiger with his body, and he could not escape from it for a long time, but Millie, the woman who had followed him for years, was innocent.

This was probably the last trace of mercy in the dark heart of the Chaldeans, and he did not hesitate to give this mercy to his lover, but the way it was given was too cruel... After co-opting the panicked sages of the sea in the name of the Church of the Light, Chaldea quietly left the woman who had been with him for several years in the darkness of the night.

He gave her enough wealth to spend the rest of her life affluently, and used his connections to buy her a property in the Commonwealth, which was the area where Millie's family vineyard was located.

He knew that the strange power of Sarathas was something he could not fight, but there were always guys in the world who could deal with Sarathas, and sending his lover back to the Federation and sheltered under the wing of Tyrion was the best solution Chaldea could think of.

Severed all ties with Millie, after that, Chaldea became a ruthless Archbishop of Shadows, although he was compassionate on the outside, but he had no feelings on the inside, as if he was in the pit with Salatas, and completely degenerated into the dogleg of the Old Gods, and the war with the Old Gods of Cthun was planned by him, and after Cthun's death, Salatas gave him more power as a reward.

The Chaldeans knew that was their future...

Completely merge with the abyss, and then one day be approached by righteous warriors, kill them, or be killed by them... That's the end for him, the same ending as Benedictas he framed... How ironic.

He could read every scripture of the Church of Light, and everything he did every day was to "save" souls, but in the whole text of salvation, the Chaldeans could not find the possibility of saving themselves... It seems that every interval between the pages of the book is filled with ironic despair.

"There's nothing to be afraid of anymore..."

The Chaldeans held the old scriptures that he had used for years, and he walked through the garden in the darkness of the night, and he said to himself for the umpteenth time, with the mildness of a clergyman:

"So be it..."

However, the next moment, the familiar figure appeared in front of him, the woman he thought was impossible to return to his life.

"Bang"

The scriptures in Chaldean's hand slammed to the ground, and his eyes were full of consternation, confusion, anger, and a hint of... Desperate, he couldn't hear Millie's words, he could only feel the lazy laugh of sarcasm coming from the purple ceremonial dagger at his waist, which seemed to be mocking the Chaldean self-deception, and it seemed to be a faint warning.

The archbishop's heart reverberated with laughter like Huang Zhong Dalu, and his ten fingers... Clench.

"Millie, you... Why... Come back! ”

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"No, no, no, my sweet little Chaldea, this is not my arrangement..."

Salatas' languid voice echoed in Chaldean's mind, and she playfully said:

"This is the arrangement of fate, yes, the fate in the mouth of mortals, what a wonderful, my lonely brother has met his beloved girl again, what are you waiting for? Go and hug her. ”

"No!"

Chaldea pursed his lips and looked at Millie in front of him, after not seeing her for a few years, she became more and more clear, wearing a black cloak, standing with her waist crossed and less than 5 meters away from him, those eyes shone with indifference and hatred, but with the Chaldean archbishop's keen sense of human hearts and emotions, he could clearly feel the panic in Miss Millie's heart, no less than him.

"My fate with her is over... I don't have her in the future..."

"Don't kid yourself, you can't hide your thoughts from me."

Saratas snorted coldly, the power belonging to the Fifth Ancient God silently, crawled towards Miss Millie in a faint posture, she must be careful, in this palace, there is a legendary weapon that can sense the power of the void, the Exterminator... That weapon could hurt her, so she had to be cautious.

And just before the power of the void was about to touch the ignorant Miss Millie, Chaldean's finger pressed against the dagger at his waist, and he whispered:

"She doesn't belong in this game."

"Huh?"

Salatas let out an indecipherable murmur, and on a spiritual level, the will of the Fifth Old God seemed to be re-examining its host, and Chaldea could even feel the cold serpentine gaze wandering away from him, and after a moment, Saratas's voice became a little hoarse.

"Alas... Unconsciously, you and I have been together for so long, between the past cycles of time, but few people can hold me for so long, I watch you from simple to mature, from weak to strong, from fragile to firm... I watch you grow like a child's play, shaping you little by little. ”

"You and I have adapted to each other... It's like one! ”

"But, when did you have this delusion?"

"When did you take yourself as my master?!"

"Bang"

The explosion of the soul exploded above the spirit of the Chaldeans like the roar of the heavens and the earth, tearing through the spiritual protection of the archbishop in an instant, like a fierce long sword, piercing into the body from the top of the head, extending the cold and bone-chilling power into the marrow of every bone in his body, the void power that twisted everything and desecrated everything poured into the Chaldean veins, and at this moment, his heart seemed to be pinched by cold fingers.

Between the beats of the heart, blood mixed with ice slag in the veins flowed through the heart, so that Chaldea clutched his chest at this moment, and fell to the ground with a pale face, he could not see, he could not hear, he could not smell... The detachment of the senses made the archbishop's soul seem to be stretched to another level, observing the scene in front of him in the darkness from a third perspective.

He saw that after he fell, Miss Millie, who had been indifferent just a moment ago, suddenly became panicked, she rushed in front of him, trying to lift herself up, he saw the tension in Millie's eyes, and he knew the meaning of that emotion.

His heart sank little by little.

Death is not terrible for him now, it is a relief, but unfortunately, there are always things in this world that are more unacceptable than death.

"Wow"

Between the rapid change of perspective, the Chaldean senses were all restored at this moment, and the pain in his body was still in his spirit, so that his fingers twitched constantly, and the archbishop subconsciously wanted to push Miss Millie away, however, at this moment, the cold and languid voice of Saratas sounded in his heart.

"My little Chaldeans, you always say you will help me, you will be with me, you will help me achieve the twilight hour... Now, it's time for you to prove yourself. ”

"Hug her, kiss her, possess her! Like you've done so many times..."

"Let me see... Your sincerity! ”

"You... Lose your marbles! ”

The archbishop retorted with difficulty in his soul:

"I didn't know you were going to be so crazy!"

"Crazy? Crazy? ”

Salatas said unconcernedly:

"After spending so much time with me, are you still considering the will of the Elder Gods with the mind of a mortal? Chaos, chaos is the state of our existence, my Chaldeans, I'm not crazy, I'm just your lucid nightmare... That's all. ”

"Are you really worried that I'm going to hurt this infatuated girl? No, I won't! What you should be worried about is you... Do you really think you're still the same person you used to be? One day, you will strangle her in your sleep, you will kill everyone who has good intentions for you, that is your future, the feelings you struggle with in your heart, and the last link that prevents you from truly ascending. ”

"I have to thank you for your so-called fate, which sent me the key to breaking the game... Love her to the fullest, Chaldea, pour all your fiery feelings into her, and... Kill her with your own hands. ”

The remnants of the Fifth Old God lingered in the heart of the archbishop, and she said to the Chaldeans as if she were a confidant big sister:

"If you want to have it, you have to give it up... There's no turning back, Chaldeans, and you can only move on. ”

The archbishop's breathing became smoother, and he lay like a sick man, in the warm arms of Miss Millie, who wiped the sweat from his forehead with his eyes closed, and the poor girl thought that the Chaldeans had been harmed by the lie she had just told to provoke the archbishop, and she was full of reproach.

There are no children at all... Chaldea was a priest, and if Miss Millie was pregnant when the two were separated, it was impossible for Chaldea not to know that it was just a lie used to hurt the guilty, but it wasn't until the moment Chaldea fell down with convulsions that Miss Millie really realized that she hadn't forgotten him in all these years of spiritual pain.

How easy is it to forget a person who used to get along day and night?

"Huh"

Miss Millie's slender wrist was clasped by Chaldean's weak hand, and Millie looked down to see Chaldeans slowly open her eyes, and in those gentle eyes, there was a trace of undisguised longing and love.

"I shouldn't have left you, even in the name of protection..."

"I'm not going to leave you again, I'm not going to be stupid anymore, you want a child... Then we're going to have a baby. ”

This frank confession made Miss Millie panic for a while, she didn't know what to say, but the next moment, Chaldea got up from the ground, and gently held her in his arms, and under the cover of night, the two hugged each other tightly, and in the ears of Miss Millie, who trembled all over, Chaldea closed her eyes and said like a dream:

"Come with me... Fall into the abyss with me..."

At midnight, Chaldea sat up from his uncomfortable bed, and looked at the sleeping woman beside him, her long black hair scattered on the pillow, reminding the archbishop of the lust that had risen like a storm before, and Miss Millie's astonishing longing and affection made the usually peaceful Chaldea release his inhibitions during the night.

The two people who love each other come together again, but unfortunately, this is only the last warmth before the end of the world.

Chaldea leaned down, kissed Millie on the forehead, and then, putting on a robe, went to his study, and like the most orthodox clergyman, he opened the scriptures at hand, and began to read them in the calm of the night.

He skimmed through line after line, and finally settled on a plain scripture.

He stretched out his fingers, stroked the smooth page, paused on one line of the text, and he looked at the word, the word that rarely appeared in the text, and he narrowed his eyes, and then at the purple dagger that lay aside, as if it were dormant.

Eventually, he closed the scripture and took out another one, and began to read it as usual, but the word kept coming back to him, it was the thing he had ever hated the most, and it seemed to represent a third option besides despair and depravity...

“Death！ (Death)..."

The next moment, the deep Chaldean chanting resounded in the room, representing the final end of the night.

"All men walk like lost lambs, but all that goes astray can return, and the Light remains forever behind all souls, and you only have to turn back and you will see..."

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