“…”

“…”

On the top of the city of Holy Light, the hostage-hostage-rescued by Isdolo using the "door key" three days ago was now with an old friend of his, the old priest who came here to take refuge from the village near the Misty Valley and never left again, supporting the city wall, looking side by side in the distance and chatting in a mess.

"Hops..."

"A few days ago, I thought we would never have had a chance to talk together like this again."

"Look, the world has changed so much. In a blink of an eye, everything in front of us has become different from what we are familiar with."

"I'm afraid this is the legendary dark age, right?"

After looking at the farmer who was working hard to farm and resume production in the vast fields in the distance, and then looking at the flying dragon patrol of the Holy Light Legion that flew by from time to time in the sky, I thought that the old priest who had been chatting for almost half a day was moved, and somehow he felt a little dazed, and then he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

In fact, he knows why the world has become like this without others explaining it to him.

Thinking about it, he had witnessed how it changed with his own eyes. He was at the scene at that time, but until now, he was still a little unbelievable. He could not imagine that such a terrible thing would actually happen in front of his own eyes.

Especially the miracle city that replaced Wyndham, the capital of the Mitland Kingdom after the white light burst out, the thousand-year legendary city that appeared out of thin air, the small city of holy light countless times higher than their current selves and voyages and trade city in the south, and even far beyond the limits of people's imagination!

Even though he had been in that magnificent and dreamy city for a long time, and had even traveled and touched every corner of the city during that time, now every time he recalled, he still felt a little dazed and incredible.

And it was precisely because of the incredible that he felt incredible that Gus and others could actually save him successfully.

After all, the gap between the two sides' strength seems too big to him. It may not be an exaggeration to say that it is a slap in a tree. Now, the reason why this city of Holy Light still exists is probably because Falconia has not recovered yet, or he has no time to deal with it?

However, he did not express the above thoughts and personal opinions easily.

“It seems that’s right.

"That prophecy..."

"That is, the content written in that book of apocalypse has really become a fact!"

As he was talking, the old priest didn't know what he thought of. He sighed again, then slowly turned around and signaled his old friend Hops with him to walk to the side together, preparing to follow the stairs inside the city wall to return to their residence in the city.

"you do not say!"

"The Eagle of Darkness, the master of the sinful black flock, the king of the blind Aries..."

"Yes, I still remember that."

"I'm ashamed to say that I was not willing to believe it at that time, but now I look..."

"cough!"

Shaking his head, Hops sighed in various ways.

Of course, he shook his head not because he denied the old priest's words. He didn't mean to deny it. He just felt that his thoughts were too stubborn at the time and did not expect that things could develop in this form.

"but……"

"Now, that person calls himself the 'Eagle of Light' and has decorated himself as the 'Savior'. He is not a 'Dark Eagle'!"

"And, based on the evidence you have now, it would be a bit too far-fetched to say that it is a prophecy?"

"That's just a conspiracy!"

"What's ridiculous is..."

"The faith that we have adhered to for many years, the church we have fought for for the rest of our lives, and the high-ranking Dharma Hall, are just a deformed product and tool for exploitation under the conspiracy of others?"

"perhaps……"

"We will all be sinners of history!"

When he walked to the steps inside the city wall, like the old priest, the Hops, who was originally a middle-level and high-level father of the Dharma Hall and a regional bishop, suddenly stopped, and then he didn't care about the strange look of the soldiers standing guard looking at them, and he smiled and sighed loudly.

"Hops..."

"You don't have to blame yourself."

Hearing this, the old priest stopped, and smiled bitterly and patted his old friend Hops on the shoulder and persuaded him:

"Think about it, conspiracy that can be brewed for hundreds or thousands of years is not something that normal people can see, and those who create that kind of conspiracy are probably not ordinary people, right?"

"That kind of existence is definitely not something we can imagine."

"At present, even His Majesty the Dharma King can be deceived and utilized by the other party. What can ordinary people like us who have no power do?"

"We are also powerless..."

"I don't know yet?"

"Clater told me that even their paladins would not be able to fight against the cunning eagle for a long time in the future."

Speaking of this, the old priest gradually became desolate, and then he smiled bitterly again and then stopped talking.

"Too!"

"You're right!"

"I think……"

"Only they may have the opportunity to stop and change all this, right?"

"Although that may take a lot of time..."

Then he sighed, then looked at the old priest. At this moment, the old priest, who was still dressed as a clergyman in the church, but no longer had any patterns of high-level personnel in the Dharma Hall or the church. Then he slowly looked up at the group of paladins who were patrolling horses in the distance and said softly with a smile.

“…”

The old priest didn't speak.

The city has changed a lot, and it is completely different from the situation when he led his troops south to the Balidanis League. Perhaps as Hops said, is there really hope here?

In this regard, he sincerely felt relieved by Clater's choice, and was also glad that his daughter was able to make the right choice decisively under that situation, otherwise, the humans in this world would have completely lost hope.

‘…’

‘Roar…’

At this moment, with the terrifying movements coming, when the two of them looked up at the sky in the sound, they saw a terrifying dragon roaring and flying over the top of the city at high speed. The huge black shadow covering the sun quickly flew past the two of them in the conversation and flew towards the city lord castle area in the middle of the city.

The old priest and Hops knew that the dragon was "our own side", and at the same time they knew that it was the mount of the powerful witch of the Holy Light Army, the witch of the army, Lord Serky. Therefore, they were not too surprised like the soldiers on duty and stood guard. They just looked up at the sky and watched the other party roaring lowly and flapping the pair of huge wings away.

"well……"

After a long time, as the huge figure of the giant dragon gradually faded away, the old priest didn't know what he suddenly thought of, but he lowered his head and sighed.

"I hope you're right?"

As he said that, he quickly raised his head again, and looked to the south, towards Falconia, towards the bright tree branch that could be seen vaguely at the distance of the sky.

seem……

He still doesn't really like this city of Holy Light, which already has powerful witches, dragons, dragons and paladins, and he doesn't really believe that humans in this world can really have the opportunity to stop and change everything that has happened?

...

At this time, when the old priest and Hops, two former friends and charlatans, had just walked down the wall stairs and came to the streets of the city, Shrky, who was riding the dragon, had already flew from the military camp outside the city to the back garden of the castle behind the lord castle, covering at least tens of thousands of square meters, and appeared in front of a disgusting little girl in an instant.

"Wow?!"

!?('')

I don't know if it was intentional, Annie first pretended to be a little exaggerated and muffled a cake in her hand directly toward Sulki's face, which suddenly exploded, and successfully turned the other party into a 'white-faced' witch before pretending to be a little surprised and asked strangely:

“Huh?”

(▽)

"So it's Shrky, you guy, you scared me!"

(ˊˋ)*

"What's the matter?"

(ˊ)

"Is there anything you have?"

(.)

Of course, while asking, Anne did not forget to kindly reach out her hand, and took advantage of the opportunity of wiping her face to rub the cream and other sticky things on her hands on the other's broad blue witch robe and green hair.

“…”

Shrky didn't answer. She just reached out quietly and used the sleeves of her witch's robe to carefully wipe the sweet and glutinous food on her face, so that she could barely open her eyes, mouth and nose.

"All right!"

“Clean it out!!”

But soon, when she saw that the sweet butter that was difficult to clean was stuck to her body, her hat and her hair, she thought about it and simply used a cleaning spell to make her originally embarrassed situation clean and refreshed instantly.

“!!”

⊙﹏⊙‖∣°

"Sister Serky..."

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To be continued...