87_87643The "Top of the Dawn", the temple of Amunla, the god of light and law and the lord of splendour, on the edge of the hilltop avenue in the Marina District, is dazzling even at night—the white temple of the majestic shore is adorned with the sacred majesty of the year-round torch and magical light, while reflecting the sun's light on the clean spring water flowing in the ditch that surrounds the temple.

Fiona jumped off her horse, and without even bothering to tie the reins, she asked the warrior who had come down from the steps, "How is Charlie?"

The warrior shook his head, a hint of sadness on his resolute countenance.

"Damn!" Fiona waved her hand and gritted her teeth, "May the Lord of Glory burn the souls of those villains!"

"Fiona, we should first pray that Charlie's soul is resting in the light. There was a hint of criticism in Kasim's tone: "Those who do evil will be punished, but we can't rush it now." ”

Fiona bit her lip, the bad news of her colleagues and the unsuccessful defeat clearly made her uneasy: "But...... But every day there are people who are suffering because of the lusts of those who are evil!

"Fiona......" Cassin didn't say anything more, and walked up the white marble steps: "Let's go, let's go and see our friends off first." ”

The funeral was simple and solemn, and the High Priest of Amun-la finally lit the pyre beneath Charlie's body, enveloping the sacrificial paladins in a white and smokeless fire - the followers of Amun-la believed that their souls would travel to the realm of light in this holy flame, to accompany the Lord of Glory and his daughter, the Goddess of Dawn.

Throughout the funeral ceremony. Fiona's fists clenched tightly.

Then she didn't go back to her room, but went to the practice ground behind the Knights of Morning Light station alone. But there was already a man there in the empty driving range.

"Sister Miria?" Fiona walked over quickly after seeing the slender figure, and said with some surprise, "I didn't see you just now, I thought ......"

Milia looked back and forced a smile. After only a few months of not seeing each other, she seems to have matured a lot all of a sudden. Dressed in civilian clothes, his hair cut short, he still had a manly air - but the determined fanaticism in his gaze was almost invisible, and he added a kind of confused melancholy.

"Why haven't you gone to sleep yet? I must be tired. Milia said softly, as if afraid of alarming something: "Let's rest early." ”

"How can you sleep?" said Fiona angrily. But then there was a little crying in his voice: "Charlie died in vain! Now those villains are still at large, and I, I even let Charlie's murderer go tonight!"

Milia stroked the notch on the weapon rack beside her. This trace was carved when she and Fiona and their little girls had to measure their height every month...... But the highest one is always Jossen's. How much pain do people have to bear in their lives to know how to cherish the good memories they once had?

"Sister Milia, don't be depressed any more!" Fiona suddenly came closer, staring at Miria with sapphire eyes, and the two handsome faces were almost together, "You are the most talented of us! Help me, together we will be able to sweep away the evil in Deep Stream!"

"Me?" Milia was stunned, then lowered her head: "No...... I can't. You know. I have now lost the power that the Lord of Splendor has given me...... This is a punishment for me, and the punishment is no longer firm in my heart, Fiona, you know...... A hand without faith is not qualified to wield a sword......"

Fiona interrupted her angrily, "We all know that the Lord of Glory has not punished you, neither has the Goddess of Dawn! Haven't the priests of the Temple already proved it through the Guò ritual? The divine power is still within you, waiting for you to release it to fight evil! Sister Miria, Jossen's sacrifice is not your fault!"

Hearing Qiao Sen, Miria's expression darkened even more: "But I don't even know what the meaning of his sacrifice is......"

"I can't let you hesitate like this any longer!" Fiona suddenly removed two unsharpened swords from the weapon rack. Shove one of them into Milia: "If you do this again, the Lord of Glory will really abandon you, Sister Milia!"

"Fiona. You ......" Before Miria could react to what Fiona was going to do, the latter had already raised his sword: "I'm going to sue you, you can still swing your sword!"

"Wait, Fiona......"

But Fiona's sword had already slashed down like lightning.

Milia had no choice but to fight. Fiona pressed step by step. The offensive was as rapid as a rainstorm, and Milia had to retreat one after another to avoid the attack, and she had no intention of fighting back. Just holding the sword in both hands, hoping that Fiona would stop as much as she could.

The girl's figure danced and staggered in the training ground, like a pair of butterflies fluttering in the starlight.

Fiona slashed at her, and Milia raised her sword to meet her as she had resisted the slash many times before—there was a crisp sound of "Zheng", and the half-cut practice sword flew up, and Milia screamed in pain.

"Sister Milia!" Fiona threw down her sword and held Milia as she squatted on the ground with her shoulders on her shoulders.

"Sister Milia, I'm sorry...... I'll take you to the priest!" said Fiona, guilty. Under the candlelight, a large bruise had been made on Miria's ivory-colored smooth shoulder, but fortunately it didn't hurt the bones.

"It's okay, don't worry. Milia covered her shirt, and the wound hurt hotly, and half of her body was on her side

A little numb: "It's so late, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Damn, where's the healing potion?" Fiona sat on the bed and kicked the box back under the bed with her heel angrily, "I remember the ...... who was here"

"I was careless. I've never broken your head before. Luckily, there were no scars...... Okay, go to sleep, it's time for me to go back. Miria smiled and stood up to leave, but was pulled by Fiona.

"yes. Fiona said faintly, "At that time, I could always see through your offensive routines and laugh at you. Later, in order to educate me not to be so arrogant, you cut off my sword. ”

She pulled Milia to sit down again: "So I ran out of the city in a rage, and let everyone look for it for a long time...... Later, you gave me your sword, and coaxed me for half a month, and I forgave you for sleeping with me every day......"

"I really need your help...... Sister Milia. Fiona simply lay down and pillowed on Miria's lap: "Do you know......? He actually instructed the women and children in the tavern to attack us. Those kids are so skinny...... But they were all delirious with the smoke and illusions of the drug field, and they saw us as enemies and attacked us like crazy, covering the escape of the drug dealers...... Charlie was struck by the evil magic of the red-robed mage while trying not to hurt the children!"

"And such a bunch of bastards who should be wailing in the fire forever. I couldn't do anything about them!I caught the red-robed mage before she fled into the colony, but ...... But it was me who held back in the end!Sister Milia, under the light of the Lord of Glory, how could we allow such people to exist?Shouldn't the law protect the good people and enforce it with our hands?Teacher Cassin has too many concerns, I understand him, he has to take into account the thoughts of the lords and nobles of Deep Stream, but those guys will always value the taxes and magical gifts paid by the red-robed mages more than the happiness of the people of Deep Streamers!' There is no evidence. 'Hold your breath', I've heard enough...... Help me, Sister Milia, I'm alone ......"

Milia stroked Fiona's long blonde hair.

"It's okay, don't think about it so much...... Sleep, Fiona......"

Mr. Anton, please sue me...... What should I do? Can I still wield my sword in the name of God? Or in my own name? What would I become in that case?

If Forty-Seven had known that Milia was troubled, he would have laughed out loud. Not even in any name. He was also wielding a sword. Doing something like this in Carney's living room made Nancy nervous, watching her movements like an old hen guarding her nest, but Forty-Seven thought it was pure unfounded. Am I going to miss it? Even if I do, I can only blame others for putting their heads too close.

Even Canny couldn't help but squint at this unscrupulous subway face, and her shoulder still hurt as if it had been roasted with a soldering iron. She had come to see that Forty-Seven was not human, but a construct that had never been seen before—one that even his master, Morriel, had not taken seriously.

"Hey, put the sword back. It's rude. Morriel sat on the leather couch across from Kani, and after the clash with the paladin, she was invited by Kani to the numan's room for a drink. There will certainly not be any one in the tavern, and the vigilance will inevitably be tightened tonight, which will require more manpower, while the rest will inevitably choose to sleep obediently.

"Don't go get the axe!" Morrill raised his voice, beckoning Forty-Seven to come and sit next to him, and Forty-Seven sat down with a big grin, and the couch sank into it, making Morriel seem to rise a little. Carney scrutinized him—but Forty-Seven didn't seem to notice that, and he was now intently scratching the back of his other hand with his fingers, as if the steel armor was tickling for some reason, what a strange thing.

This Kani is also ...... Morrill looked around at the furnishings in the room. It's either a greatsword or a double-edged battle axe, or a magic mace, each taller than Kani, what do you think she's doing with a mage?

"I didn't expect to see you here. I was sorry for a while when you left the Red Robe Mage Society!But you don't seem to have changed much over the years, Moriel!" Because of Kani's stature, she looked a little ridiculous sitting on the sofa, especially when there was a female warrior almost twice as tall as her standing behind her: "What to drink? Hey, I have the best goblin tears! Add some blue mushroom powder......

"No, regular wine is fine. Morrill raised his hand and rejected Carney's "good intentions".

Nancy took on the role of maid again, taking a bottle of wine that she knew was expensive at first glance, filling the glass in front of them with amber liquor, and then retreating behind Carney to stand solemnly. In fact, it stands to reason that the two red-robed mages are rarely accompanied by tattooed warriors when they talk, but since Forty-Seven has no intention of guarding outside, Kani does not let Nancy retreat.

"So many years. I didn't think you had your own tattooed samurai. I talked to her just now...... "Morriel glanced at Nancy, the female warrior always maintained a ready posture that could immediately enter the combat state, and then looked at the absent-minded forty-seven next to her, just from the dedication of Cheng Dù, it was really judgmental: "Actually, everyone has changed a lot." But perhaps because of the long time apart, our memories are blurred...... So

Jue is no different from before. ”

"Look, that's how you were back then. Always look like a cat who sees everything clearly.,Stay out of the way and be at ease like a cat in the afternoon.。 Kani raised her head and drank half a glass of spirits, her cheeks flushing slightly, "You're a powerful prophet now, aren't you?" Really...... Hold fate by the throat, Moriel!"

Carney reached out and made a gesture in the air. Giggled.

Morriel smiled. In fact, she didn't have much specific impression of this female confucian, who entered the Red Robe Mage Guild at about the same time as herself, except for her name, after all, the Red Robe Mage Guild will always be apprentices at most, and the cheapest ones are also apprentices.

"At that time, it was too unbelievable. What is fate? What I accept and what I can't accept are fate. Morriel took a sip of his wine, feeling the hot heat flow between his teeth and into his throat, "Haven't you become an illusionist too?" ”

"yes," Carney stroked the tattoo on her face, "but I really want to thank you today." If it weren't for you, it wouldn't have been easy to escape from that crazy bitch!"

"If you want to catch a red-robed mage who specializes in illusion, those holy warriors are afraid that they will have to cooperate with the Nine Hell Devils. Now Moriel's style of speech is more and more like that of a red-robed mage: "Without conclusive evidence, how dare they take the risk of having a bad relationship with the red-robed mage? ”

Morriel didn't think so, though. Jia Li hadn't shown up until now, which was a little difficult to make sense - it wasn't even like the argument he had been advocating for unity among the red-robed mages.

"Huh, rely on him?" Sure enough, Kani snorted heavily with her nose, with a disdainful expression on her face: "If I die outside, he will be very happy to collect my body." At the same time, he took over my entire business and used it to make a big fuss...... Forget it, you know, there's really nothing to say about this kind of thing. ”

Morrill certainly knows. The contradiction between the red-robed tutor of the change department and the red-robed tutor of the illusion department has been semi-public for a long time. It's almost to the point where fire and water are incompatible. If it weren't for a metropolis like Deep Stream, it would be unlikely that the red-robed mages of the two factions would work in the same stronghold, and due to the legal restrictions of most cities, the magic items of the illusion system would be much less marketable than the enchantment system that could control people's hearts.

Of course, this kind of thing is a tacit understanding between red-robed mages. Although they are all things that are well known. But on the surface, everyone still maintains a reasonable situation. Split means war, and war means that the red-robed mentor will suffer losses - rather than tearing his face, the cost of poisoned wine at the feast and daggers in the quiet night is still smaller. Come to think of it. Moriel laughed a little, since entering this stronghold of the red-robed mage, he has gradually become familiar with things that should be unfamiliar, and he has begun to think more and more about the concept of a red-robed mage, does this really verify what Jia Li said, one day is a red robe, and a whole life is a red robe?

But no matter what, it's time to continue.

"Carney, there's a question...... "Morriel looked at the slight sedimentation in the wine, predicting the trajectory of such particles was one of her favorite games, "I've heard some rumors. Are you really selling magic drugs? Isn't it risky to do so in a metropolis like Deep Stream, where order and kindness are so strong? After all, the benefits that a red-robed mage can gain from trading magical items are already staggering. ”

Kani rolled her eyes, as if surprised by Morriel's question.

"Oh, Moriel, I have nothing to hide from you!" she spread her hands, "I can't help it. But this stronghold is basically Jia Li's world, he was sent here much earlier than the others, and because of the support of the one above him over the years, he has not been exchanged to other places, so most of the profitable business is under his control, and recently he has been actively selling magic constructs to the tycoons of Waterdeep City, and it seems that he will definitely monopolize this market...... Who doesn't want to have a loyal bodyguard who never makes mistakes? That's a real profiteering!"

Speaking of this, Kani seemed to realize something, and looked at Forty-Seven next to Moriel: "Oops...... No wonder, Jia Li invited you here, right? He must have asked you about the secret of Argus's construction technique, right? You don't want to be so kind to tell him!"

"I don't know much about Argus's construction technique than the red-robed mage who has more eyeliner. How could Master Argus believe me as an outsider?" Morriel still held on, "I may not be able to help Teacher Jia Li yet." ”

She thought for a moment and put the wine glass on the coffee table, "But, Carney, there is a request that I don't know if I should say or not......"

"Oh?" Kanny sat up straight, "Say, Moriel, we're friends!"

"Since you're really doing this, then I want to ......" Morrill paused, as if he had made up his mind, "Can I work with you? ”

As soon as these words came out, even Forty-Seven raised her head - she had decided so quickly?

The latest chapter of the high-speed debut magic suit, this chapter is the fifth chapter to go to the north in the twenty-first round Moriel's decision address is.