Lord of Glory

Thinking of such a huge reason, Nasura nodded heavily and asked: "The Illuminati, the biggest heresy, the madman who rebels against God. But what does this have to do with your Free Masons?" Adela sighed, The vision gradually deepened: "The Free Masons Union claims that gods cannot be trusted, and that what can be truly trusted is truth. It is the unchanging law that governs all things."

"Could it be that?" Xiula seemed to have understood something, and a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face. But Adela said with certainty: "Yes, the Illuminati is the ancestor of the Federation. The Federation is an organization separated from the Illuminati!"

Seeing the shocked look on Nasura's face, Adela whispered: "However, although they separated from the Illuminati, the two organizations got along very unpleasantly. One wanted to defeat God. The other did not believe in God and believed in nothingness. The truth." Speaking of this, Adela also added maliciously: "The recent turmoil in the Free Masons' Union, it is said that Illuminati spies also infiltrated. It is not so much that the Illuminati wants to overthrow God, but look at the pair of Ripley's The scrolls are in pursuit, maybe they want to become gods themselves!"

Nasura sighed and murmured: "Are you obsessed with power and can't see the way forward? You actually want to rebel against God, how stupid it is." Nasura who sighed did not see the nervous eyes of Adela next to him. . She did not say that she was among the Illuminati spies who infiltrated the association. It seems that he doesn't want Nasura to know about this. Seeing Nasura's emotional look, Adela decided that it would be best to never tell her lover her identity.

"That's going too far. We should focus on Flamel's genocide." Nasura waved his hand to interrupt the conversation. But Adela on the side immediately reminded: "We can actually narrow the scope. Who can drive a church priest to become a military priest and go to the battlefield. And this person also has other potential entanglements with Paladin." As soon as the words fell, that Seurat and Adela immediately looked at each other, waved their fingers in unison and said in unison: "Diocesan Bishop!"

"Haha." The two immediately laughed happily. Nasura immediately suggested: "I heard that the bishop of the diocese here is called Andrew. Adley is not far from here. Let's leave now. Let's see what the bishop says first, and then decide whether to rush to the front line to find him. Father Paladin." "Yes." Adela agreed lively. Just as she was about to go downstairs and leave with Nasura, she suddenly stopped, rolled her eyes and said, "It's almost over. I need to move these things. Things return to their original place.”

Nasura turned around and was surprised to see that Adela was able to stack the scattered papers and messy books together in an orderly manner. She couldn't help but asked curiously: "It was so messy just now, but you still remember how to put them there." ?" Adela clapped her hands and looked at it intact, as if no one had come in to search. She couldn't help but pouted like a little woman and said coquettishly: "Don't underestimate me! After all, I am also a winner of the Hashasin Alliance. An assassin with the title of hound! These are just basic skills!" At this point, Adela suddenly burst out laughing. He shook his head and said, "Speaking of Father Palatine, I think of my days in the Free Masons."

"What's wrong?" Nasura asked, but she heard Adela say in an indifferent tone: "Nothing, there is also a man named Paladin in the association. He is just a handyman, and he is also an idiot." Smiling, his mind flashed to the Paladin in the Federation's castle, wearing inferior gray linen, holding a broom and looking stupid. It's just that the memory of the face is no longer clear, and I just feel a blur covering my face. After all, he is an insignificant person, so it is normal not to remember his face.

Nasura said yes in a doting manner, and with Adela proudly puffing out her chest, she left the church and headed towards Bishop Andrew of Addley. It's a pity, as the founder of the Hassassin League famously said. An assassin who is too immersed in love is no longer a qualified assassin. Adela returned the things to their original positions, but made an extremely stupid and fatal mistake. The vase at the top of the stairs that Naxiu had pulled was now on the dusty handrail, with a clean mark on the edge...

The next morning, in the cathedral of Edley. Andrew was wrapping his napkin around the bacon and bread in front of him. Just when he was about to feast, a cold and sharp dagger suddenly appeared on his neck. The familiar female scent floated in the air, and a sweet but murderous voice came from behind: "Your Excellency, Bishop Andrew, I hope I didn't disturb your breakfast."

For a moment, cold sweat broke out on Andrew's forehead. After all, he had been through this before. Someone had sneaked into his residence and held him hostage with a knife. Although he was very frightened, he did not appear ugly. Andrew's face gradually returned to normal, he put down the knife and fork in his hand, and said in a very polite tone: "Do you want money? I only have icons and silver candlesticks here. You can take these, although they are not as good as Gold coins can also keep you free for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sweet voice behind him immediately let out a burst of laughter, and said sarcastically: "Who do you think we are? Your Excellency, I believe that your gold coins are definitely much bigger than the icon." Adela sneered at Andrew for mistaking them for robbers. But Andrew was very keenly aware of the 'we' in the words. He immediately frowned and said, "Who else are you? Come out."

At this moment, Nasura, who was shrouded in a black robe, suddenly emerged from the black shadow in the corner. The short wand in his hand emitted a little bit of blue light, and the chill could be felt by Andrew across the dining table. This time, it was Andrew who was surprised! I saw him staring at Nasura, whose face was invisible, with disbelief, and said uncertainly: "What kind of world is it now! Are even noble magicians turning out to be robbers?"

But hearing Adela sneer again, Seura walked over to Andrew, pulled out his seat and sat down. The wand in his hand pointed at Andrew intentionally or unintentionally: "Your Excellency, we are not robbers, we just want to ask you a few questions. As long as we finish asking you, we will leave." Andrew was silent. He was waiting for the mage to speak, but he heard Nasura continued: "In the diocese under your jurisdiction, is there a priest named Paladin Flamel?" "That's right." Andrew cherished his words like gold. This old pervert was surprisingly calm at this time.

"Then I would like to ask you, do you know about the recent uproar about the annihilation of the Flamel clan?" "Yes." Andrew omitted it at the moment, but Nasura didn't care at all, and then asked the next question: "Why did you send Paladin to be a chaplain in the army?" Andrew's heart sank. He couldn't understand the origins of these people and what the matter of Paladin had to do with them. He simply laughed and said: "Father Paladin is pious and holy. He took the initiative to go to the front line to treat the injured soldiers."

As soon as the words fell, both Naxiura and Adela were speechless. Instead, the dagger on the neck pressed in again, and a blood mark immediately appeared on the neck. Suddenly knowing that his clumsy lies could not deceive the mage and the woman behind him, Andrew immediately said: "I don't know what your relationship is with that Paladin guy, but I have to tell you, regardless of how highly he is rated among civilians. Well, in fact, he is a very despicable and dirty guy! In my opinion, he is more suitable to be burned on the rack than a heretic!" "Tell me what happened." Nasura lowered his tone, as if it was not him. Just imagine.

"Hmph, he killed innocent civilians for gold coins, even children. In order to flatter me, he used extremely bloody methods to take away the ironworks in Baja. For his own benefit, he even You can abandon the most basic bottom line of being a human being! You are simply a scumbag! You said that I don’t want to find any way to let him die, but you might as well be killed by him one day!”

After finishing speaking in one breath, Andrew was still a little unfinished. Suddenly, he had an epiphany. It turned out that apart from the fundamental issue of interests, he actually had such a strong dislike and... fear of this Paladin.

In an instant, the mage in front of him and the woman behind him disappeared. Andrew stood up suddenly, thinking it was an illusion, and touched his neck, but the dazzling blood told him that everything that just happened was not a dream.

At this time, outside Adli's church, Nasura and Adela were walking calmly on the road. Adela lowered her head and said quietly to Nasura: "I can't believe that this Father Paladin is such a person." "Don't jump to conclusions so quickly. You can't just look at things from one side." Nasura taught Ah as if nothing had happened. Della suddenly stopped and added: "Go and collect information. We want to get the thoughts about Paladin from ordinary nobles and civilians."