Release that Witch

Mayn stood at the top of the Tongtian Tower and looked through the window to the city of Hermes, which was covered in silver.

Since the last group of evil beasts attacked the new holy city, the ice sheet has temporarily calmed down, and the snow has weakened a lot. The urban residents have ushered in a rare leisure.

These days are supposed to be a day worth celebrating, but Mayn’s heart is still empty. In order to kill those terrible giant mixed species, a team of gods and warriors rushed out of the city wall from the side door and resisted them. In the end, 19 people were injured and two died. After the two beasts were cut off from the limbs, they snarled on the ground for a long time, and finally the guards on the walls killed them with spears. However, compared with the loss of the gods, the fear of what he fears is the time node represented by the evil beast.

After a long silence, he sighed and sighed and sat back to the table. He wanted to open the holy book again and read it again.

"You just turned it over and the results will not change." Tefron happened to carry two cups of hot drink into the ring hall. He pushed a cup in front of Mayn. "Aubrey has not yet Promise to see you?"

"I have already sent the request to the Privy Council for the third time, but there is still no response there," Mayn said with anxiety. "I don't know what it is, what is the key moment?"

"Don't worry," Tefrun interrupted him. "You said that the Holy Scriptures were written by the first pope. It is inevitable that mistakes will occur. After four hundred years, who can guarantee everything? is correct?

"However, this is not the same," the Archbishop shook his head. "If the time is wrong, it will be a disaster for us! Now we have invested a lot of strength and energy to unify the kingdom, in order to gather the power of the whole continent. Going against the devil, but if the time is cut in half, we have no way to accumulate so many gods after the war!"

"Quiet, Master Mayn," the old bishop smiled. He slowly sipped hot drinks. "The facts have already happened. Hell fangs appear in front of us, and no one can change. But there may be two reasons."

"what reason?"

"You have to drink a bit before I say," he said with a beard.

Mayn picked up the cup and looked like a cup of goat's milk. It was close, but there was a spicy fragrance that rushed into the nose. "What's inside?"

"Winter," Tefrun tilted his mouth. "Although you can't drink dream water directly, it's good to come here. It will at least help you ease your nervousness and help you sleep."

Mayn drank the goat's milk and had a burning sensation in his throat. Although the sweetness of the goat's milk dilute the stimulation of the winter flower juice, he still could not adapt to the drink that he did not drink. Coughing twice, he wiped his mouth. "Even if it is a dream water, I can't let me fall asleep at this moment. Can you say it now?"

"One possibility is that the Pope is wrong. For an old man, there are often times when he is dizzy and his memory is wrong. I have a deep understanding of this." Teflon shrugged.

“Impossible,” Mayn frowned. “It’s about the layout and arrangement of the church, and even the destiny of mankind. He must be careful and careful to write these things. The second point?”

“The second situation is that everything has changed because of some unknown situation.”

The Archbishop waited for a moment and saw that the other party did not continue to say it. He said, "So?"

"That's it," he repeated.

"This...what a joke, everything has changed? For this reason, all our efforts will be paid! Why can you understate it--"

"May Daren!" Teflon’s voice suddenly increased by a few degrees. "What are you forcing, a road that will surely defeat the devil? Or feel that only you want to hold Hermes, the devil's footsteps Outside the ice field?"

"..." Mayn stunned.

"Every fight, everyone wants to win, but so far, even against the four kingdoms, we are not winning every battle, let alone the devil from hell?" he exclaimed, "you forget the majesty of the Pope. The teachings are too much. There is not much difference between excessive demand and fear. What you have to do is to accept the facts and then go to the end step by step. As for the results, it is not something we can control."

Fear... the result. Meien’s heart was shocked. He said yes, he was really afraid. He was afraid of becoming a pope and could not block the devil’s footsteps. He eventually let humanity be buried in his own hands.

"I used to be like you," Tefrun's voice suddenly fell. "But Heather's death made me understand that the results are often unpredictable. The evil month is ahead of no warning, we are still The snow fell before the fall of the Wolf Heart City, just like the plan arranged... But Heather is still dead, and the way of war has changed. Even so, we still have to go on," he got up and exported. Pat Mane’s shoulder and walk outside the hall. “So... whether it’s five years or ten years, you have to steadfastly go to the end, not for the way to win, but for Do your duty, even if it turns out to be counterproductive."

The hall door closed, and Mayn looked at the empty cup in front of him, and he couldn't speak for a while.

He has to admit that the other party makes sense, but how can he not be afraid when he really shoulders this responsibility?

Suddenly, a presiding judge came in. "May, the Pope wants to see you."

finally come!

He suddenly stood up and eagerly said, "Come and take me to the secret area."

......

The secluded area hidden deep in the plateau is still cold and silent.

Walking into the secret hall of the temple, Mayn gave a slight glimpse. There was no conversion ceremony today, but the candles in the hall were all lit up, and the dense fire outlined an orange-yellow outline for the hall. The chandelier above the head is like a godland with a cluster of stars.

O'Brien sat down on the throne and stared at him quietly.

Mayn felt a bit of a bad atmosphere. He pressed his doubts in his heart and walked over to his seat. His hands slammed down and his forehead touched the ground.

"Get up, boy." The Pope's voice was very slight. It was difficult to hear what he was saying if he did not concentrate.

Mayn straightened up and saw that the opposite side was full of restraint and fatigue, as if he had not rested for a long time. "Your Majesty, please pay attention to the body."

"No," he smiled, and the deep wrinkles suddenly covered his cheeks. "I am going to die."

"Your Majesty, you won't --"

"No, listen to me, child." Oberlin interrupted the bishop's words. "I know the condition of my body. There is no doubt that I will come to the limit." He paused for a moment and took a deep breath. "Today. The purpose of calling you is to pass on the Pope to you."

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