Demon Sage

In the middle of the night, in the apartment of the Temple of Justice, Julia and Tiffany with pale faces were sent back to the room.

Heavy shackles remained on their wrists.

Even if they are women, they still inevitably accept the imprisonment of the dive technique.

An entire afternoon of investigation and interrogation took a huge toll on the two girls’ physical and mental strength. Fortunately, the justice sector followed strict rules and regulations, so there was no torture.

“The two ladies, there will be a ceremony tomorrow morning…don’t worry, the ceremony won’t hurt the two of you, but you may have to get up early, so remember to rest early , I’ll knock on the door when the time comes.”

A priest closed the door after speaking, followed by the sound of footsteps leaving.

Of course, there were heavy footsteps approaching along with the crashing sound of the armor shaking.

The room where they rest is not big. In fact, it is not much different from the double dormitory of some universities, and even more simple.

Julia didn’t stay by the door for too long. She turned around and went to the bathroom next to her. After a simple wash, she went back to the bed and slept in her clothes. She didn’t have anything with Tiffany Garcia the whole time. comminicate.

Julia also sees what happened before. She has traveled with Donald and them for the past six months. What she has seen and heard along the way may be more than what ordinary people have seen in a lifetime. Donald and their training and teaching along the way, she naturally developed the habit of thinking more about things.

One afternoon is enough to figure out some things about this Bai.

So she looked towards Tiffany’s eyes subconsciously a little bad.

Women are always emotionally sensitive, and Tiffany immediately sensed Julia’s resistance to her, but she didn’t know how to refute it.

As the eldest daughter of the Garcia family, what does the family seal look like? She is one of the people with the most say. She has read the letter carefully, and the seal on it is indeed not fake.. ….

Although she said that the seal may have been stolen by others when asked by the justice sect, the other party obviously did not believe her statement.

She didn’t know it, and at the same time she believed that Horn was just like herself.

During this half-day, she was also thinking about and recalling several conversations she had with her father when she was still in Demingham.

The exercise of innate talent was the most frequent topic of their father and daughter during that time, and it was also the thing that her father cared about the most. This was to successfully bring Holy Son’s body to the state when it was sealed. It was brought to the Temple of Justice intact, which she understood.

As the eldest daughter of the Demingham ruling family, she is willing and willing to make sacrifices for the place protected by her ancestors.

She really thought so at the time.

But in the current situation, Tiffany immediately recalled the words of encouragement his father had said to himself before leaving.

I will sacrifice everything for my family!

The interests of the empire are above all else!

……

These words are still in my ears in retrospect, but they don’t have the original motivation, but they sound a bit harsh.

She thought about it all, and refuted the contents of the letter one by one.

She didn’t want to be a traitor in the eyes of the rest of the team, and she didn’t want Horn to be a traitor like herself.

But in the end, she still didn’t dare to tell the truth, because she was Tiffany Garcia, and as long as her surname did not change, some things were up to her.

As her father once said, she is first and foremost a nobleman of the Ryan Empire, secondly the eldest daughter of the Garcia family, and finally Tiffany Garcia herself.

It’s just that Tiffany still thinks differently after all, her heart is divided, how can people in the justice sector not see it?

Those who interrogate her are the most experienced interrogators. A girl like her can see through her mind at a glance, and she doesn’t even need innate talent.

It’s Julia, every sentence is true, but it makes them a little unpredictable for a while.

The current situation is that both sides insist on their own words. The interrogation here proves that Julia’s words are true. She did not deceive. The Mingham government has a different view.

Who should I trust?

It stands to reason that hearing is false and seeing is believing. Julia’s confession has been confirmed not to be false, and justice sect should believe her.

Demingham, as one of the major cities in the Ryan Empire, should be highly credible in letters sent by the ruling family in the name of the city government.

This puts the justice sect side in a dilemma for a short time.

Some people might say, wouldn’t it be enough to just pull the two sides together to confront each other?

Who is right and who is wrong, who is true and who is false can immediately have an opinion.

However, the justice sector is still far from Demingham, and the current communication system or communication array may not have reached the level that it can be used across half an empire.

As usual, it’s okay to wait for a while, but this Holy Son problem can’t wait.

This makes this all of a sudden tricky.

However, this is all in the past, and the situation is very different now.

Because His Holiness the Pope suddenly called another meeting in the evening.

This time the meeting also didn’t last long, but all of the sect’s top executives left the chamber with a smile on their faces.

Because they all know that this difficult matter has been solved in the most complete way.

It is even possible to transform the original crisis into a Divine Vestige belonging to the justice sector.

……

In Demingham

Deputy Mayor Mark Darren has become increasingly frail in recent months and has been treated by a doctor diagnosis, his life is coming to an end.

This is not something that is so abrupt or unacceptable. In fact, at Mark Darren’s age, he is not a heretic. This is a normal situation. The younger generation has long been mentally prepared.

Just after the diagnosis was over, the Darren family closed the gate of the manor and refused any outsiders to visit or visit. It is said that this is the wish of His Excellency Mark Darren.

He wanted to finish the last section of the road quietly.

Only one person’s visit was not blocked.

Semuel Garcia, Lord Mayor of Demingham.

In the garden of sun shone brightly, the two of them sat down in the courtyard. After the tea was brewed, the servants soon gave a sign from Mark Darren, whose spirits had suddenly improved since this morning. down to leave.

“I’m dying, I can feel it, this may be the last time I’m awake in my life.”

Sipping a sip of tea, Mark Darren went on to say with a smile ,

“This tea finally tastes good. It feels good.”

“Mark Uncle…”

Semi El Garcia didn’t know what to say for a while, just pursed his lips and looked gloomy.

“Semir, don’t grieve for me, because it’s the law of nature, and I’ll take it with a grain of salt… Unfortunately, it’s too late to see that scene.”

Mark looked up at the sky, as if looking for something.

“It should be soon, please be sure to wait!”

This is the goal they have been striving for all their lives, and now they are finally going to achieve it. Mark witnesses the arrival of a new era.

“Will the gods die?”

Mark did not respond to Semir’s request, but asked softly, then looked up towards Semir and asked,

“Can gods die?”

Semir’s face turned serious.

He knew that this was the last in-depth conversation between his uncle and nephew, and that this Uncle of his, all his life, was thinking about Ryan Empire.

Until death.

How similar is this to your own father?

“Will not die… Now we impossible do that… At least as far as the current situation is concerned, that is still what impossible accomplishes, but, no It doesn’t mean you can’t, faith creates gods, not gods create faith, this sentence is not bad at all.”

Semir’s words sounded very contradictory at first, but after listening to Mark, he was quite amazed. Approved nodded.

A long silence.

Suddenly, the wind blows through the garden, and the petals and broken leaves of the early spring flutter with the wind.

“When the brightest star disappears in the night sky.”

“Is he dead? He is not dead.”

“When faith is no longer aloof And remote, the existence in the starry sky has set foot on the earth.”

“Is he not dead? He is dead!”

In the garden, the dying old man muttered to himself.

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