Mage Joan

Sir Castis signed an open letter advocating the abolition of slavery many years ago. The servants of the Hermitage are all hired workers. There is no black slave here, but in his hometown of Leiden, there are still many The black slaves inherited from his parents now have children, and they are quite prosperous.

In the southern plantation, the cubs of cattle are still cattle, and the descendants of black slaves are still slaves of the master's family.

Sir Castis hoped that his daughter and son-in-law would release the slaves under his name and give them some land to help them settle down.

As for the black slaves under the names of his daughter and son-in-law, he didn't force it, and left them to their disposal.

Sir Alex Ferguson also had a wish, instructing Martha and George to send his body back to his hometown to be buried with his wife.

In this life, the person he was most sorry for was his deceased wife, and hoped that her spirit in heaven could forgive herself.

After explaining the family affairs, the old man turned his eyes to Qiao An.

The young mage saw that Sir Alex had something to say to himself, so he held his hand and blessed the "mythological link" so that he could communicate with himself spiritually without having to speak.

Sir Alex Ferguson smiled reassuringly, and then telepathically.

"Joan, I still have two things to worry about. One of them is your ‘sacred seal of different eyes’."

"My boy, I can't blame my old friend Guillaume, or your parents... If I hadn't commissioned them to investigate the "Notre Dame Chapel" in Duningburgh, your grandfather and parents would not suffer bad luck, and you would not bring He was born into this world under a curse." The old man said guiltily.

"Don't mention these old things, Sir, what we really want to fight against is the source of this curse."

"Yes, my child, I have no time. The unfinished mission and unfinished wish in this life can only be counted on you to complete it for me... Before that, we must first ensure your safety and never let your holy The seal hatches the holy beast."

"Lord, I have been doing everything I can to suppress the evolution of the seal over the years. In fact, Rebecca's situation worries me even more. She even figured out the trick to bypass the "Palace of Mind" to activate the seal. I am worried that this is a Bad omen."

In the face of the dying old man, Qiao Ann had nothing to hide, and told his own thoughts and thoughts.

"Rebecca, you don't need to worry. She is wearing my lord's artifact and issuing a card, which is enough to suppress the sacred seal out of control, and you only rely on your own willpower to suppress the sacred seal, which is not safe.

Sir Castis sighed and then said:

"My child, the power of a mortal has its limit. If you encounter a priest who worships the'Mother of Monsters' and the fetus in your body is forcibly awakened by the opponent, you may not be able to suppress this evil bloodline with willpower alone."

The old man held Qiao'an's hand, and a soft supernatural power suddenly poured out of his pale, haggard fingers.

"The grace of the goddess is too extravagant for a dying person, child, I transfer this last grace to you, the blessing of my lord Emperor Moss, will block the blood bond between you and the evil **** Ekadna , Even if your sacred seal evolves to the highest stage, it will not hatch the sacred beast... Remember, my child, the grace of God can only protect you, but it cannot shelter your children and grandchildren. The only way to eradicate the curse of blood is Try to destroy the evil **** Ekadna..."

"Lord, you are so kind to me..." Qiao An was so moved that he almost choked, but was faintly uneasy, "But what do you do? Without the protection of God's grace, can you still suppress the sacred seal in your body?"

"Unfortunately, this is my second hidden danger."

Sir Castis turned his head to look at the family beside the bed, and weakly motioned them to leave the bedroom, leaving JoAnn alone by his side, and had something to say to him alone.

Rebecca, Martha, George, and Heimdall looked at each other with confusion in their eyes, but they didn't ask much and left the ward at Sir Alex Ferguson's orders.

Joan closed the door and returned to the hospital bed. There was a warning from Sir Castis in his mind.

"Child, after I die, the sacred seal will lose its suppression, and it will burst out and develop into a mythical legendary sacred beast."

"In order to avoid this catastrophe, you can't just watch my end of life, you must hurry up before I die... end my life with your own hands."

Qiao Ann was stunned.

What is Sir Castis going to do, is this murder or suicide?

"Joan, I know this request is crazy, but I am not crazy... In fact, I have never been sober before."

The old man used his little power to hold the young mage's hand tightly, his eyes full of hope.

"Child, my lord queen of cause and effect... In the last moments of my life, the enlightenment was lowered and I realized some secrets about you."

"I don't know exactly how you did it, but Shen Qi told me... you have mastered a mysterious power that can improve your mythological position by killing high-level mythological creatures and devouring the other's souls. Guessed wrong?"

Qiao An couldn't help taking a breath.

This is the first time that he has been seen through his deepest hidden secret. Fortunately, the opponent is Sir Castis, the most unlikely person in the world to be malicious towards him.

Nodding lightly, Qiao Ann frankly admitted Sir Alex Ferguson's guess.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, looking relieved.

"This will be easy... My child, before I die, I can still suppress the holy beast in my body, you should kill me!"

Qiao An bit his lip, the smell of blood diffused in his mouth, and shook his head hard, unable to get his hands off.

"Joan, I know you are very embarrassed, but this is the most sensible way. Killing me is equivalent to destroying the holy beast in my body and helping me to relieve my worries. By the way, you can complete the trial and be promoted to a level 8 mythical creature. , What's wrong with this?"

"Child, you are a sensible and sensible person. Of course, you know that there are very few Tier 8 mythical creatures in this world, and every one of them possesses legendary strength. Except for me...you will never find it easy with just a hand The level 8 mythical creatures that were killed can complete the trial without risk, what else do you have to hesitate?!"

The old man became more excited as he talked, and his original pale face showed a blush that returned to light.

Qiao An felt a strong dizziness, as if drowning in the vast sea, breathing became extremely difficult.

Sir Castis, a dying old man, thinks this is the wisest approach. However, there is often cruelty and coldness behind the wisdom. Now these pressures are put on the young mage, forcing him to become the so-called "wise man". The executioner of "lift".

Guarding in front of the sickbed of the dying old man, Qiao An couldn't help but recall the scene before his grandfather's death. The turbulent feeling of guilt in his heart caused him to suffer beyond words.

Six years ago, Qiao An had succumbed to his grandfather's request and handed him the deadly poison pill.

Although doing so objectively helped grandpa get rid of the torture of illness, it left a scar that could never heal in the heart of Qiao An as a teenager. He often relives that scene in his nightmares, and self-blame and regret are like ten thousand arrows through his heart. , Every time I think about it, it makes him unhappy.

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