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"You shouldn't be here, San."

Ron stared at San with an incomprehensible tone, not knowing whether he should be relieved or sigh.

He had imagined countless scenes of facing Sang, but when Sang stood in front of him, he didn't know what to say.

He still remembered that it was the same way when he saw Sang for the first time that night more than ten years ago.

Sang also leaned against the door, looking at him calmly and condescendingly: "Ron, I should be here, and I must be here."

"I gave you a chance, Sang, even if you want to be free, a few months is enough!

You can obviously escape to a farther place, but why do you want to be in Badibila?

Even if you stay in Badibila, why do you still use the badge? "

Ron held the sword backwards, and the joints looked blue and white from the exertion, and even the scabbard was shaking a little, "Even if you are really tired, why don't you run away! I will handle this matter!"

"Ron, I'm not tired, I just want to prove a point..." Sang looked up at the top of his head, looking at the sword that was always present but never missing, "I want to prove that my idea is right. .”

Ron asked sternly: "If that's the case, why didn't you report it to the organization? What do you think? Then why did you come to Badibila?"

The Hanging Sword is not unkind. After completing the specified tasks or patrolling for a certain period of time, the investigators can take the initiative to apply for leave. This leave can sometimes even last for more than half a year.

If it weren't for Sang's disappearance, Ron would have been on vacation on the east coast of the kingdom at this time, instead of having to go all the way to get here on a griffin.

Not to mention facing a dilemma at this time...

Although Sang didn't explain it, Ron vaguely guessed it.

In other words, he had guessed it from the beginning, but he still didn't want to believe it.

And he was finally convinced at this time, full of doubts.

San Enibodin, the investigator of the Hanging Sword, seems to have found a way to circumvent the punishment of the Hanging Sword.

He betrayed the organization.

"Ron, you heard about me, don't you think it's strange? Since we worship the Hanging Sword and the gods above, why do the gods look down on us ants?

Yes, we have not seen His entity, but we have looked directly at His projection and made an oath in front of His projection. Do you still remember our oath..."

Under Ron's gaze, he repeated his original vow again, without missing a word.

His eyes were shining with an inexplicable luster, and his calm tone was filled with reverence.

"I will swear an oath to believe in my Lord and fulfill my duties faithfully. I will hang my sword in the air as a warning to the world. I will wield the sword in the name of the Algrant royal family and let the light of the griffon spread throughout Algrant. May the glory of the nobles never be stained again... …”

As he took the oath, a strange feeling arose in everyone's hearts.

Everyone looked up to the sky in unison.

They could only see the clear blue sky and the distant birds, but they could certainly feel and imagine it.

At this moment, the sharp blade hangs high.

A sword with just a hair attached to it.

A critical moment.

Someone tried to move, but was shocked to find that the ethereal blade seemed to be always above his head, impartial.

"Believe me, Ron, I did not betray the Hanging Sword."

Sang raised the sword-shaped badge in his hand and showed it to Ron.

The badge is shining brightly, like a little sun.

Although he is a gold medal investigator of the Hanging Sword, Ron has never seen the badge emit such a strong light.

But he felt a familiar aura from this light.

That is the breath of the Hanging Sword...

Aloof and indifferent.

There was no mistake, he was sure this was not an illusion.

Sang is calling the Hanging Sword with the help of the badge in his hand, and the Hanging Sword is also responding to Sang!

Ron's face was full of surprise, and then he realized something, his expression softened, and he murmured: "It's fine if there's no betrayal, it's fine if there's no betrayal..."

He has been avoiding the scene of meeting Sang Bingrong from beginning to end.

Since the Hanging Sword is calling Sang, it means that Sang did not betray.

And as long as Sang doesn't betray, everything can be discussed.

But he's only been missing for a few months, so it's not a big deal. All he needs to do is report it to the organization when the time comes.

"He is..."

Aaron couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes slightly, trying to see Sang's movements clearly.

To Ron, it was soft light, but to others, it was like someone holding a steel needle in front of their eyes.

Although it won't hurt your eyes, the lingering sense of crisis is still a headache.

I don’t know if it was affected by the Hanging Sword, but Ruosiqia’s voice changed slightly, “Can you communicate with the Hanging Sword over a long distance without using a medium? People are already so powerful now. ?"

The relieved Ron's expression changed subtly again.

No, very wrong!

If Sang is just trying to prove his identity to himself, then there is no need to keep it going!

If his aura just now was just the flame of a candle, now it has expanded to the size of a bonfire!

His aura was rising steadily, and he had even crossed the silver level barrier and entered the gold level.

Talisman inscriptions emerged from Sang's body, as many as four.

Immediately afterwards, a silver-white card took shape quickly, with four talisman and inscriptions occupying the corners of the card, and lines began to form silently.

The entire silver-white card was lit up, and you could vaguely see that under the silver-white light, there was a hint of golden color.

"Is this going to be advanced?" Aaron couldn't help but ask.

"No, it's not advanced..." Ruosiqia rejected Aaron's conjecture on the spot, "Did you see that the inscriptions on his sigils were intertwined very slowly, which shows that he has not thought about how to organize and merge his sigils. Inscriptions, regular advancement can never be like this, it may be... forced advancement?"

At the end of the day, even the well-informed former Moon Tower Master was a little unsure.

Judging from the current performance, there is a high possibility of forcibly advancing, but the question is, why would he forcefully advance at this time?

Even if this is Pan Shen Village, the concentration of the cult aura is much lower than that of other areas, but it can't compare to the Hanging Sword Station!

In this world, the silver level is considered a regular combat force, but the gold level is the backbone.

Even if the Hanging Sword is backed by the Kingdom of Algrant and has abundant resources, it is not so wealthy that it can ignore a possible gold-level transcendent!

Wouldn't it be good to go back and advance?

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