The day before the demon struck, two new Inquisitors had been ushered in in the slums of the West.

It is worth mentioning that they are two three-star magicians, and according to Tony the Governor, the two magicians surnamed Felix are nobles who fled from the north.

Before dawn, there were black-robed agents cleaning up the venue on the street corners, and it was a very important thing to confer the title on the newcomer, after all, not everyone of any status could be mixed into the Judgment Sect.

The most scarce thing in battle is strength, and to fight against the evil demons, it is indispensable to have warriors of various professions, and the demons are most afraid of sunlight and fire, and the sacred fire can burn them completely, so Hall Felix of the two magicians is regarded by Tony as a higher guest than his brother George Felix.

The ceremony began when the sun was half revealed, and the paupers were allowed to watch the ceremony, but were not allowed to step into it.

-- For those who have not been blessed with baptism are not qualified to appear around the Judge.

Since tomorrow is the day of the demon raid, the details of the ceremony are simplified, and Tony orders the two new inquisitors to take out the clothes and masks for the two new inquisitors, and asks a few servants to go to the mansion to invite the protagonist over.

……

Golando lowered the tattered curtains when he saw Tony's men coming, crossed his arms and said to Ronoye, "Here they are." ”

Tony didn't tell them anything about the ceremony, which meant that the two would be conferred the title of Inquisitor without any preparation.

I heard that the grantor was not Tony but a higher inquisitor than Tony, who had come from another district and was in charge of a town and several knights' estates.

And she's a woman.

Gorando chuckled when he got the news, and according to his observations, most of the high-ranking people in the Inquisition Division were women, and it was difficult to guarantee that there would be no one who attacked them.

Ronoye is okay, his appearance when he was a child is somewhat different from his current appearance, but what about him? What is he going to do? You can't cover your face and lie about a cold on the day of the ceremony.

No one will believe it at all, right?

Therefore, Golando had to discuss various escape plans with Ronoye overnight.

The tangled cul-de-sacs and the corners between two houses abound in the slums, and these two places are often the best places to hide, and Gorando and Ronoye are no exception to this factor.

With Gorando's super memory, the terrain of the slum was completely restored, and Ronoye calculated and listed several reference routes for escape, trying to be foolproof.

Now this map is in Ronoye's arms, and if he gets separated from Gorando in the chaos, Ronoye can still use this map to escape.

"Have you brought everything?" Hearing Gorando's words, Ronoye asked uneasily.

"Baked potatoes and salted dried fish." Golando patted his trouser legs on both sides, "Of course, it's not a bad thing to be rigorous. ”

As he spoke, he grinned at the little young master.

The Inquisition's uniform was ankle-length, meaning that the only thing that needed to be changed during the ceremony was a robe worn outside, because most of the insiders were magicians who did not need hand-to-hand combat, and the uniforms were designed without considering whether they were easy to move around, which gave Golando and Ronoye the opportunity to hide dry food.

The big man outside didn't give them much chance to chat, and quickly knocked on the door and asked them to go out.

When the door opened, the two men were each given a Judge's uniform, a black robe with more intricate dark patterns, and a mask along with the robe.

After changing their clothes and masks, Gorando and Ronoye glanced at each other and walked out of the room one after the other.

The ceremony was held just outside Tony's house, which was the largest part of the slum.

Outside the house, there is a broken stone bridge, and the water under the bridge has long since dried up, and the ash and dead grass have accumulated at the bottom of the bridge, showing a decaying appearance.

The paups who watched the ceremony were stopped behind this stone bridge, and their eyes were all blackened, all of them were so thin that they were only skinny and bones, and their complexions were mostly black and yellow, and at first glance they looked like countless evil spirits crawling out of hell.

What is even more contradictory is that this group of poor people stood straight behind the bridge and did not speak, and there was still a strange dead silence between people, neither adults nor children, and no one spoke.

At this moment, this group of poor people was more well-trained than the soldiers who guarded the walls in the sun and rain, and the bustling scene of yesterday was like a dream.

In this unusually delicate atmosphere, Golando and Ronoye were invited to a blackened table, with Gorando lining up behind Ronoye at Tony's behest.

Standing behind Ronoye, Gorando's gaze swept over the table to see a gleaming silver knife, flanked by two closed bottles with traces of a magic seal on the mouth.

Two black candles were the only decorations on the wooden table, and the candles flickered helplessly under the gloomy sky, and the sporadic light of the fire could only slightly illuminate a corner of the table.

Knives, magic bottles, black candles.

Looking at these three representative things, and thinking of the words that came out of the mouth of the prostitute/woman upstairs, Golando had a hint of foreboding.

Looking up, Golando noticed that Tony was dressed much more formally than he had seen before, and for the ceremony, the tall man had dressed in the robes of the Holy See, and wore a square mage hat on his head to cover his bald head, with a jagged black veil falling from the front of the mage hat, and a black openwork mask hanging from his face.

This completely out of tune is the unifying aesthetic in the Inquisition, and to be honest, Gorando is a bit of an incompetent acceptance.

Beside Tony stood a slender woman, dressed in the same way as Tony, with her lips as thin as the blade of a knife.

The woman muttered an obscure phrase after the two protagonists returned to their thrones, then gestured and said in a cold voice, "Bring the sacrifice." ”

It's a voice I've never heard before.

Gorando and Ronoye breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

But don't be careless yet.

Before he could finish speaking, several big men escorted a child under the age of ten out of the house behind Tony.

Children also wear vestments, but underneath them are bare/bare legs.

He couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, his movements were very slow, and he had a dirty chain under his feet.

As the child got closer to the wooden table, Gorando frowned.

Seeing this, he already knew what would happen next, but what he was most concerned about was not the life and death of the child, but whether Ronoye could withstand the scene that was about to happen.

The Black Mass of the pagans requires a living sacrifice, which can be an animal or a human.

Killing a sacrifice during a ritual is a sacrifice of the life of the sacrifice to the demon as a sign of sincerity.

When the child walked in front of the two of them, Tony picked up the dagger from the table.

Golando watched Tony's every move, and when he thought Tony would do it himself, he saw Tony hand the dagger into Ronoye's hand.

The moment the cold dagger handle fell into the palm of his hand, Ronoye was stunned.

He looked at Tony suspiciously, and did not immediately grasp the murder weapon sent by the other party.

Tony didn't say anything polite, but decisively pointed at the boy and ordered, "Kill him." ”

After Tony said these three words, Ronoye's hand loosened, almost letting the dagger fall to the ground, and he quickly clenched the handle and looked directly at Tony in surprise.

It was as if these three words were incomprehensible and incomprehensible for a moment.

"I'll let you kill him." The woman next to Tony repeated Tony's words again, "Little nobleman, haven't you killed anyone before?" ”

Ronoye bit his lip.

"I'm asking you." The woman said harshly.

Ronoye's shoulders shook, and finally answered the woman's question honestly: "...... I didn't. ”

He had seen people die in front of him, but he had never killed anyone with his own hands.

Saying that, he looked at the listless child, who seemed to be indifferent to his fate in the future, and bowed his head in resignation.

-- Is this what happens to the weak?

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to throw away the dagger and end this ridiculous ritual, but he knew he couldn't do it yet.

It was a decision he made with Golando yesterday to obtain as much information as possible from within the Division before being found out by the Division, and then to report it to Brother Orvin and his father.

There is always something to be sacrificed in order to achieve the goal.

But this kid ......

Ronoye's hand holding the dagger trembled.

Gorando, who was closest to Ronoye, took in the little master's struggles and shakes, and sighed silently.

If you don't come forward, this matter will have to be messed up.

"Replace me." He introduced himself to Tony and the woman.

The black-robed woman glanced at him arrogantly and sneered, "You are only a magician of the water system, and you can't fight to destroy evil spirits, and you don't need your participation at the beginning of the ceremony." ”

She turned to Ronoye again and said, "If you don't even dare to kill someone, how will you face the army of thousands of demons that pounce on you in the future?" ”

"That's different." Ronoyer retorted.

"How is it different? They were human beings. The woman substantially emphasized the word "human".

"Who said water magicians can't go to war?" At this point, it was Gorando who took over.

"Hehe, the water magicians went to the battlefield before the gods abandoned the year, and since the gods abandoned the Ferga continent, there has never been a magician who has successfully turned into an ice type." The woman said mockingly.

Golando was stunned. God's forsaken year? It's an unfamiliar word again.

But he quickly replied, "Then I'll prove it to you, I can do ice magic." ”

He took out his staff and recited the spell of the Ice Pick, and the water elemental factors gathered together to condense purer power under his summoning, and several cold ice picks soon appeared in the air.

"How could it be ......" Tony and the woman were both startled by Gorando's icicle technique.

The woman's voice sounded shocked: "It's impossible for God to have a magician who is proficient in ice magic after the year of God's abandon......ment."

After a few seconds, she regained her composure and said awe-inspiringly: "Okay, it's up to you to kill this little cub instead of that weak chicken man." ”

Golando took the dagger from Ronoye's hand and strode over to the child's side.

His shadow hung over the child's body, completely covering the little boy.

He was about to take the child's life.

"You'd better not look at it."

Golando whispered to Ronoye, and then he spun his dagger and aimed it at the child's heart.

With a knife to kill, it is best to make the other party suffer less and swallow directly.

I'm sorry.

Apologizing in his heart, Gorando plunged the dagger into the child's heart.

The other party didn't let out a single groan, and fell straight down the moment the knife was inserted/inserted.

There was barely even blood.

"Hey, your skills aren't bad." The woman applauded.

"Thanks for the compliment." Golando placed the dagger on the table and walked back to where he had been.

After standing still, he put his hands on his robe, and it was all sweat.

-- This is the first time he has killed someone, and he killed a strange child who was powerless and unjust.

Golando hadn't seen the child's body the whole time, and if he had seen it clearly, he might have dreamed it at night.

He didn't want to dream about these things, that would make him feel bad.

May this child go to heaven when he dies - if there is one.

Several large men dressed in black stripped the child of his clothes and carried his body to the wooden table, where Tony and the woman cut open the child's brain and belly in turn, and removed the marrow and internal organs and smeared them on the foreheads of Gorando and Ronoye.

It was a disgusting process, and Ronoye almost threw up when he smelled the strong smell of blood.

But in order to bring the Inquisition's intelligence back to the Duke of Amphilos' Palace, he had to be patient.

After the Black Mass, Ronoye and Gorando were awarded the title of Inquisitor of the Fifth Order, one level higher than Tony.

In the middle of the ceremony, they were indirectly told that this year was the fourth year that the gods had abandoned the continent of Ferga, which was also the fourth year of the gods' abandonment. The Holy See was ousted, and the Inquisition took control of the Ferga continent and was promoted to the current Inquisition, while the royal family of the Ferga Empire was long gone.

Oh, the Fergar Continent is probably no longer called the Fergar Continent.

This is definitely a fact that shocked the two of them.

There's nothing more frightening than crossing over to learn that your country is long gone.

They were teleported to not a continent they had not been to, but to the distant future.

No...... Perhaps, not too far into the future.

At the thought of this, the two of them added to the panic.

Ronoye is a man who does not hide his thoughts, and the shock is completely written on his face, and although Golando is much more mature, he is inevitably troubled.

What was that teleportation array in Ronoye's body teleporting them to this future for? In order for them to see the end of Fergar? Or is it a hint that they are going to save the former Ferga?

Most importantly, who sealed this teleportation magic array into Ronoye's body?

Golando struggled to remember what it had been like when he was teleported, and the more he thought about it, the more it didn't look like it had triggered self-defense.

It shouldn't have anything to do with the three-winged fallen angel.

Thinking of the inquisition's men attacking Ronoye one after another, Golando felt that he had guessed the truth.

Before leaving, the fallen angel had whispered "have you awakened", and in Gorando's opinion, catching Ronoye before he awakened and stopping his awakening was the main goal of the Inquisitioners, as for why did they do it......

Isn't he afraid that Ronoye will see the future and go back and change history?

After sorting out a series of things in his head, Golando became open-minded, and since he saw through the other party's intentions, the rest of the things were easy to deal with.

Since it was in the future, it was very unlikely that the people of the Inquisition would know him and Ronoye, which would make it easier for them to walk in this world, and he only had to do his best to protect Ronoye before Ronoye returned.

As Golando pondered, Tony and the woman poured the blood of the slain child into the two magic bottles on the table, and a foul stench poured out of the bottles, and Gorando and Ronoye clenched their noses.

Is this Blackwater? That's what the poor people live on this stuff?

Both found it unimaginable.

The woman smiled: "Can't stand it?" You'll have to drink it later." ”

"We don't have a mark on us, we don't have to drink this kind of thing!" Ronoye exclaimed.

"There won't be one now, it doesn't mean that there won't be one in the future, you are already a member of the Judgment Sect, you can't help but believe in the devil." The woman said.

In a world abandoned by God, it is only natural that people will become prisoners of demons.

If the soft one doesn't work, the hard one will come, and the woman gave the order to Tony, and Tony spoke to a few of his men, and in an instant four or five muscular men pounced on the two of them fiercely.

Golando pressed the staff pinned to his waist and was about to fight, but a sudden commotion behind him caused several people to stop their movements together.

There was a sudden burst of high-pitched screams from among the poor who watched the ritual from behind the stone bridge, and they had stood crookedly like dead trees that had lost their lives, but now they had the strength to escape, and they were desperately swinging their feet to scatter like birds and beasts.

"Is the devil coming?" Tony asked.

"I think somebody is completely diseased." The woman snorted unhappily.

I don't know who the rumor that drinking black water will speed up the lesion came from, and what is even more ridiculous is that many people still believe it.

These stupid pigs!

The woman played with a strand of curly hair on her cheek, and the corners of her lips twitched unhappily.

The black water can't save them, but it won't hurt them, and the black water obtained through the black mass has the power of a curse, and the cursed person is equivalent to selling his soul to the devil, which slows down the speed of the lesion on the other hand.

What the adult in the sect needs is more and more souls of the living, and there are enough people who have become evil spirits, and if he dies like this, the adult will not be happy.

With this in mind, the woman sang a flying magic and flew towards the center of the riot.

Hopefully she'll be able to kill the completely diseased pauper.

However, the person who was bitten by the first demon quickly turned into a new demon, like a drop of ink dripping into a pond, and the entire lake was polluted by the original source.

Those who fled with cries and screams, those who stood indifferently, those who were so frightened that they were scared that they were all over the place, one by one, became companions of the demons, and joined forces with them to spread their people even more.

Shortly after she arrived at the scene, Tony's party also departed, leaving Golando and Ronoye behind.

"Do you want to take advantage of the chaos to escape?" Golando asked Ronoye for advice.

It's all like this, and they can't stay where they are and die.

The only thing demons will eat is those with the mark on their backs, but who knows if they will pounce on people who see normal people and attack them too?

There are so many of them that even if they use large-scale magic bombardment, in the end, only the magic power will be exhausted and people will die.

Besides, tomorrow there will be a new wave of demons attacking the slums, and it is always not safe to stay here.

Ronoye listened to the screams of the waves, looked at the chaotic crowd behind the stone bridge, and hesitated for a long time before he made up his mind in pain.

“…… Run. ”

Just spitting out the word took him more than half of his strength.

One person's strength is so weak.

He couldn't save them, and he couldn't have asked Golando to save them.

Golando is not his own servant, nor does he have that responsibility or obligation.

Rather than watching the poor die in front of you, it is better to leave the scene before the tragedy actually ends.

"Hold me tight, then."

Golando picked Ronoye up and carried him on his back, and immediately recited the spell that accelerated the magic.

The moment the spell took effect, Golando was running on the soles of his feet, his mind clearly containing a map of the slums, so no matter how fast he ran, he would never get lost.

If the children's version of Ronoye is okay, although the seventeen-year-old Ronoye is a lot taller, his weight is correspondingly a lot more, after all, he is a man, and the weight of his bones is not a small amount.

Therefore, even with the blessing of acceleration magic, Golando did not run very fast.

Smelling the smell of the living, the demons gathered behind the stone bridge also staggered towards them, the demons ran in a clumsy manner, but the speed should not be underestimated, chasing a person was like playing, and in a few strokes Gorando with Ronoye in his arms caught up.

This is where the alleys and dead ends come in handy, and Gorando ducks into the alleys, and after a bunch of demons pounce on him, he uses wind magic to send himself to the opposite side of the wall, and then escapes the army of demons.

……

It was two days before the two men completely escaped from the slums to the west.

After they left, that ghetto became a paradise for demons, and another area fell, causing a lot of turmoil within the Judgment Cult.

Their bosses were very angry.

This qi directly acted on the inquisitors who were in charge of the affairs below, and the inquisitors could only put pressure on the low-level agents under them, making the procedures for entering and exiting the area more cumbersome.

Thus Gorando and Ronoye became the first victims of these red tapes.

They managed to reach the town with potatoes and dried fish in their pockets, but they didn't expect to encounter the first trouble at the door.

Even though they were wearing the robes of the Fifth Inquisitor, the agents guarding the gate outside the town forced them to take off their masks, and even behind their backs were forcibly asked to undress and watch to check if they were infected.

After doing this, they were taken to register before they were allowed to enter the town, and were assigned tasks on their first day in the city.

The town was close to the slum, perhaps because it was located in the desert, and there was also a shortage of water here, and Gorando was tasked with providing fresh water to the people of the town with a dozen or so other water magicians, and Ronoye was a little lucky. There are no tasks at this time.

- But he doesn't use magic in the first place, and it's the same as if he doesn't.

After a few days in town, Golando saved up a little spare money to buy supplies and inquire about news, and in a world ruled by the Inquisitors, even the currency became a coin with the Inquisition's bone symbol on it.

Golando mingled with a dozen or so magicians in his travels, and then into the circle of the High Inquisitors, and after a few inquiries, he received good news that made Ronoye particularly concerned.

- Most of the royals of the Ferga Empire are still alive.

In this way, it is not long since the forsaken of God occurred in their original time.

However, these noble princesses and princes, along with the holy daughters of the Holy See, are now prisoners of the Inquisition.

And the bad news that in a few days, the princesses and princes of the royal family will be judged □□ public display, and then the saints will be burned to death in public, and the royal family members will be beheaded one by one.

"Golando, I want to save them."

After hearing the news brought back by Gorando, Ronoye's first reaction was to rescue the saint and members of the royal family.

His mother is the third princess of the Ferga Empire, and the princesses and princes of the royal family are all relatives whose blood is thicker than water.

And Golando rubbed his eyebrows annoyed and asked, "Little Master, do you know what you're talking about?" ”

Faced with Ronoye's resolute face, Golando said: "You can't act on impulse alone. It's hard to save people from the prison of the Judgment Cult, and you can't use magic at this time, and I'm not able to stop a thousand armies alone, so I guess I'm not kidding, right? ”

"I'm ......," Ronoye bowed his head in frustration, "I'm not kidding. ”

Golando pressed Ronoye's shoulder and said, "I understand your desire to save them, but I'm still going to pour cold water on you: it's impossible." ”

Ronoye shook his head decadently, his face full of sadness, he raised his eyes and looked at Golando sadly, tears rolling faintly in his eyes, and his flawless handsome face was particularly moving.

Golando's heart suddenly beat a little faster in that second, and he had to admit that this Ronoye was very special to me.

Yes, he once again used the same words as a woman to describe this little master.

It's not because the little young master is girly, although Ronoye is turtle hairy, he is not a girl at all, which makes Golando think so much because it is really uncommon for a man to be so good-looking.

――Probably only in paintings.

"At least let me ...... Go see their last side. In the end, Ronoyer relented.

……

A few days later, the streets of the town were filled with people watching the □□, and the once noble Holy Daughters of the Holy See and the royal nobles of the Empire were now shackled and imprisoned in magical cages, shamefully paraded through the streets by a few bulldogs.

Golando and Ronoye followed the crowd along the path, and Ronoye grabbed the corners of Gorando's clothes as he saw the haggard faces of his uncles and aunts.

"Shall we go back?" Gorando said.

"No, no, I can."

Ronoye took a deep breath and let go of Gorando's wrinkled black robe.

He wanted to watch it meticulously, deeply engraved the deaths of his relatives in his eyes, and he must not forget them.

That way, he would be able to fight everything to avoid these nightmarish scenes when he returned.

For him, these are the necessary ways to establish important beliefs, and he is a complete coward to avoid the past.

There are no cowards in the Duke's palace of Amphilos!

At the scene of the execution, the saint in snow-white holy clothes was tied to a black cross, and the corpses of the Holy See personnel were piled up at the bottom of the cross.

The masked third-level inquisitor stood near the cross and said with open arms, "Come, first execute our great saint, Miss Angelina N. Greenwin!" ”

"What?!"

Gorando and Ronoye turned their gaze to the Holy Maiden, whose head had been bowed and her long golden hair obscured her face, unaware that her true identity was the innocent Angelina.

"Come, lift up your head, and behold, you are still so beautiful." The Level 3 Inquisitor hooked Angelina's chin with his hand.

Angelina looked much older, in her twenties.

-- Maybe it was only later that she became a Holy See saint.

Forced to raise her head, Angelina didn't say anything, a little blood on the corner of her mouth.

"Oh, I forgot, your tongue has been eaten by the scavenging birds, and you can no longer make beautiful sounds."

The Level 3 Inquisitor shrugged at Angelina's hateful gaze, snapped his fingers as he withdrew his hand, and the Inquisitors standing behind him raised their staffs.

The Judgment Cult took the lead in cheering, and the people had to follow in a chaotic manner.

Their lives are in the hands of the Judgment Cult, and even if they love this holy woman no matter how much they love it, they have to bow their heads at this moment and do things that go against their hearts.

Fireballs shot at Angelina like meteors, and almost in the blink of an eye she was a fire man. The snow-white skirt was scorched first, followed by her delicate body.

The firelight illuminated her face quite brightly, but it was her last moment of beauty.

She couldn't let out a cry of pain, only stared at the sky stupidly.

It's a pity that there will be no one who will come forward to save her under this gray and gloomy sky.

The fire didn't last long before it was extinguished, and Angelina on the cross and the corpse at the bottom of the cross were burned to blackened bones.

The third-level inquisitor summoned a small wind to blow towards the execution ground, and the bones scattered in the wind.

A person who was alive ten minutes ago turned into powder.

Ronoye in the crowd could no longer hide his cries.

In his chest was anger, despair, and hatred.

Golando patted Ronoye on the shoulder, and saw the young master looking at him with tears in his eyes.

"Angelina, she ......"

Ronoye opened his head and was covered by Gorando.

"You promised me to just watch." Golando whispered, "Look, and remember." ”

His voice was not obvious in the noisy crowd, and it was easy to hear, but Ronoye managed to catch it.

Look at it, and remember it.

Ronoye wiped away his tears, gritted his teeth, and pursed his lips in a straight line.

In order not to repeat the tragedy, do you have to watch the whole thing here without doing anything?

Suppose that at that time Golando rushes out to summon a water magic...... Actually, it can save Angelina, isn't it?

Ronoye's mind has gone into a daze.

Angelina's death had hit him hard, he had never been so powerless, he was clearly aware of his own humility and insignificance, and he felt more and more unwilling.

He still wanted to do something.

The next prisoner to be disposed of after Angelina was the Grand Prince of the Fergar Empire.

The eldest prince's hair was messy like a chicken nest, and his face was covered with bloody scars, and he didn't see half of his former demeanor at all.

"Alright, now let's send His Highness Justis V. Fergar to heaven." The third-level judge, who was the executioner, introduced in a gorgeous voice after the eldest prince was escorted to the field.

Golando was disgusted by such voices and rhetoric, as if the execution had been turned into an entertainment for people to enjoy.

-- Not even giving respect to death is the greatest malice and humiliation to the executed.

The eldest prince, Justis, staggered to the execution table, his eyes closed, and the corners of his eyes were dry black and red bruises.

From the sunken eyelids alone, Golando knew that the Grand Prince's eyes had been gouged out by the Inquisitionists.

"Uncle ......"

Seeing this, Ronoye closed his eyes in pain.

But he immediately opened it again, and he saw that the eldest prince was pressed heavily on the beheading table, and his blond hair was so messy that he couldn't look like it.

At that moment, a man standing beside Ronoye bent down and trembled and let out an out-of-tune moan.

A visible black aura enveloped him, and all parts of his body festered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Someone is going to become a demon!"

The crowd shouted in horror.

The whole scene suddenly became a pot of porridge.

People pushed each other to get away from the demonic contagion, and the screams were incessant, and this qiē meant opportunity for Ronoye.

In order not to get separated from him, Golando dragged the man away a few meters away as he turned into an evil spirit, so that they were closer to the execution table, and Ronoye looked in the direction of the Grand Prince, silently firming the decision that had arisen in his heart.

I don't know if the teleportation circle will appear, and if it doesn't show up, they'll never be able to go back in time.

Then, if he really just watched the relatives of the royal family die one by one today, he would also have nightmares in the days to come, in the condemnation of conscience and endless remorse.

Of course, if he rushes up like this, he will probably die.

Ronoye withdrew his gaze and glanced deeply at Golando with mixed feelings.

With Golando's tenacious weed-like vitality, he can survive no matter what kind of environment he is thrown into, right?

So as Golando turned his head to observe the situation, looking for a suitable way out, Ronoye stood up and whispered in Golando's ear -

"Gorando Harrison, I like you!"

This was a secret that he planned to bury for the rest of his life and take to the grave, but if his life was going to end today, then he could have confessed this secret to Golando before he died.

If not, he wouldn't have cared what Gorando would have thought of him.

The result was not what he had imagined, his voice did not have the power to penetrate the crowd, but was buried in the boiling noise like a boat without water.

Not many people noticed this hysterical confession, they were still running around in a panic, how could they have the leisure to pay attention to the qiē around them?

Before Gorando, who had confessed, could really react, Ronoye resolutely broke away from Gorando's hand.

Golando saw the young master quickly wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and rush onto the execution table, and then used all his strength to crash into the black-clothed men who were pressing Justis, as if he was desperate, thinking that the jade was burned.

"!"

Golando waved his staff in hatred, and his mind was full of black and red and bold "Lie trough slot slot".

- This little master is really a fool who owes money to Shuangshang!