Chapter 776

The dark tunnel is still dark, but it looks more reassuring than when it came.

After leaving the "room", Loren and Lucian found the figure of the oath knight in a corner of the tunnel; The bloody one armed Knight looked at them silently and hobbled behind.

According to the previous tips of dwarf Boris, after searching for a while, they found another track at the other end of the tunnel, which was still one-way.

Thank the Holy Cross... Or thank the Wizards of the Dragon Kingdom who ruled the dwarves for creating such a "sincere" race.

Sitting tight in the narrow mine car, accompanied by the roar in their ears, the three people who looked at each other were speechless and silent for a long time.

A quarter of an hour later, when Loren thought they would be so silent, he saw each other raise their heads.

"How long has it been?"

"It's hard to say..." Lauren guessed and replied, "one night, two or three days... Are possible."

"Succeeded?"

This is the second question of the oath knight.

After hesitating for a moment, Loren nodded first and then shook his head.

The knight stared at the black haired wizard's expression for a minute, and his expression relaxed a little... He already knew what the other party meant.

Fascism has been defeated, but the "black cross" serliol has not.

When he got the answer, he didn't seem to have the intention to continue to ask, and his face was still solemn as before - as if he didn't care about what happened in that room, let alone care about it.

The silent oath Knight nodded slightly, the only remaining right arm raised the hilt of the sword and put his forehead against the Holy Cross accessories of "bright star"; In the dark, only a slight movement of his lips could be seen, as if he were chanting or praying.

This inexplicable silence made Lauren very curious.

If you guessed right, the oath Knight should also have entered the Dragon King tower, or at least he knows something about "the truth of niederhogg".

In other words, the oath Knight... He knows what kind of existence the Holy Cross is.

The dark haired wizard thought quickly.

He glanced at Lucian beside him - according to the gray pupil boy, the other party had already noticed the Asriel mark on him, but still chose to cooperate.

Even when Lucian and himself were scarred, they did not sneak from behind... If the previous cooperation could be interpreted as the existence of "common enemy", then the latter would completely violate the due responsibility of an oath knight.

In order to believe, he can abandon his name, identity and even his existence, abandon all rights, and defend the faith of the Holy Cross only for preaching with a sword, killing evil gods... This is by no means a sacrifice that ordinary people can imagine.

Loren had no doubt that the former oath Knight would decisively kill himself and Lucien, and would not even leave the opportunity for negotiation.

He doesn't think that a "priest" who comes out casually can really easily change his belief that he has adhered to for more than ten years and can even devote his life countless times.

So the question comes:

Why... Didn't he do that?

This is the strangest thing about yourself.

The mine car is still roaring forward, and the fast meshing gears and bearings throw a series of fleeting sparks on the cold track - at this speed, I'm afraid it will take only half the time to reach the ground.

It's almost there.

Twitching his throat, Loren deliberately turned his head straight ahead, and his right hand quietly pressed the bright silver hilt.

"Don't try to guess what I think, wizard."

In the roar of the wheels, the oath Knight suddenly spoke coldly.

The black haired wizard's expression froze.

After hesitating for a long time, Loren slowly turned his head and looked at his expression with complex eyes - like an eternal sculpture, vigorous and cold.

"So, you already know about the Holy Cross and niederhogg?" the dark haired wizard asked after weighing for a moment.

The oath knight was silent for a moment and whispered, "at least... More than you think."

Sure enough

Tightly sipping the corners of his mouth, Loren stared into the eyes of the oath Knight: "what do you think and what do you want to do?"

"If you really know what the 'Holy Cross' is, you should understand that it is used by the Dragon kingdom to rule the Empire... No, their ambition is far more than that."

"They once tried to rule the world with advanced mechanical technology, advanced magic knowledge and the threat of dragons, but the plan failed. The resistance of civilians made them understand that there was no slave who would always be obedient to them and work hard;"

"So they changed their plan, a... Better plan."

"Awe, longing, fear... The source of faith. They use the innate emotion of life to build an empire that belongs to niederhogg and the Dragon King family will never collapse."

Loren paused. The impassive oath Knight didn't seem to stop him.

"Tell me... You are not a servant of the Holy Cross, but yourself." the black haired wizard whispered, "are you really willing to... Become a tool for a group of slave owners to eliminate dissidents?"

"Or do you have any difficulties?"

Lauren looked at him calmly.

The next moment, the expressionless oath Knight suddenly opened his eyes.

Murderous!

The grey pupil boy next to him was shocked. He instinctively grabbed the handle of the sword and rushed up, but he was held down by Loren.

"I said, don't try to guess what I think, Loren Turin." the oath Knight's expression was cold and terrible, with a trembling color in his eyes:

"You are too arrogant, wizard."

Dang -!

In the narrow carriage, the mottled long sword "bright star" hit Lauren's injured shoulder, and the cold blade was close to the edge of his neck.

"Loren?!" the surprised Lucian was still clasped by the black haired wizard on his shoulder and couldn't move.

Lauren, with his plain expression, glanced at the long sword around his neck - only a little short, he could kill himself on the spot.

But these distances are thousands of miles away.

"You know nothing about faith!"

Like a thousand years of cold ice, the voice of the oath knight is extremely heavy: "don't use your thinking to guess what you don't understand at all, the weight of faith, and absolute awe and fear in your mouth. These self satisfied pastimes, understand?"

The dark haired wizard was silent.

"I know how you wizards treat faith and the ordinary people who believe in the Holy Cross; I know what arrogance lies behind your hypocritical humility."

"You regard faith as the sustenance of weak and incompetent people, and the 'Holy Cross' as a terrorist existence just like evil gods... Arrogant as you, and even think you can become such an existence."

The oath Knight spoke slowly, word by word:

"But it was the ridiculous belief in your eyes that kept the imperial order from collapse and brought peace for twelve generations;"

"For ordinary people living in fields and forests, land and swamps, villages and countryside, shacks and thatched houses, faith... Is the whole meaning of their survival and everything they have;"

"The church is the only destination for their souls and beliefs. The Scriptures and poems preached to the world will give them a new life from the walking dead and save them from this dangerous and evil world;"

"For their faith, for their well-being, I will fight at all costs!"

"Even if I have to pay more and make more decisions, I... Will never regret it!"

The next moment, he took back the "bright star" and showed an ironic expression for the first time: "Loren Turin... You said I was willing to degenerate and gave up myself to become the running dog of the Holy Cross, right?

No, don't try to refute me, because that's what you think.

Then I also tell you that although you have done many acts to undermine the authority of the church, I have never hated you; most of the enemies are just their own masters;

Now, I only pity you... You keep saying that I am willing to degenerate and give up myself;

Then who believed the "truth" in the words of Francis and the "black cross" serlior? "

be rendered speechless.

Staring at the silent oath knight, Loren's mood was extremely complex.

Seeing that the other party took the sword back, the grey pupil boy was finally relieved and was wary of the knight's every move.

For a long distance, the three people in different moods in the crowded carriage said nothing more.

With the mine car slowly stopping, this tired and disastrous journey finally reached the end.

"We're going to solve the silver helmet mountain fortress controlled by the law... 'serlior', and eliminate the corroded dwarves in the mine."

Looking at the oath knight who turned to get off, Loren said faintly, "do you want to come together?"

"An army is more suitable for this kind of thing than I am." looking back at the black haired wizard, the oath Knight's tone is also very calm:

"The presence of people from my church will only get you in the way of unbelieving dwarves... My Lord."

Lauren regretted saying the proposal.

"Where to go next?" in an awkward atmosphere, I can only move out of the old topic: "Francis is dead, serliol has been driven back to the empty world... There are no evil gods and apostles who need to be hunted by you."

Taking a deep breath, the knight gently spit out: "eboden."

"Eboden?"

"At the invitation of consul crona, go to investigate the truth of the death of the ocean fleet." the knight silently said: "master crona is the chief elder of the wizard tower and knows a lot about the void... He opened his mouth to show that it is not as simple as it seems."

"Any speculation?" Loren asked casually.

"The elves, or... The Yasur elves Kingdom under the eagle king, may have an accident there - the Yasur elves can't help magic. They don't have a unified belief. Corona suspects that the degree of evil gods' Rage there may be far more than us."

Lauren didn't say anything.

His knowledge of Yasur elves is limited to the relatives of Leia, a female elf in the ancient wood forest. His forging technology is comparable to that of dwarves - it doesn't seem surprising that Yasur elves are one of the origins of the Dragon kingdom.

The culture is prosperous. The weaving industry, metallurgy industry and pottery industry are very developed. Yasur long Dao forged with secret silver, similar to Samurai Dao or the same long blade weapon, can't help magic and once flourished... It doesn't seem surprising to refer to the previous sentence.

Because the other side is an archipelagic country, separated by a vast sea of fog, the exchange with the empire is basically limited to luxury trade, so it can be said that there is basically nothing to understand.

"Have to go now?"

"There's nothing worth staying."

The oath Knight said coldly: "last time, wizard, I didn't abandon everything for this power, this sword, or to be the running dog of the evil god in your mouth."

"Let me climb back from hell again and again... Ten thousand times smaller and more important than this - laugh if you want. In your eyes of 'rational and calm', I must be ridiculous and stupid."

Loren stared at his back as he left.

For a second, he seemed to see a tall and upright shadow behind his back.

With unspeakable sadness.

Shrugging his shoulders and pursing his mouth, Loren turned his head and looked at Lucian behind him. Both of them couldn't help but show a tired smile.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

A sudden noise came from the deep tunnel.

The shocked two suddenly turned back, and the oath knight who had not gone far had stopped.

The black haired wizard's expression was so hard to see that he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

It should be... An illusion?

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

Well, it's true. I don't think too much.

The strange sound was getting closer and denser, stirring around like a wave, and even the walls of the tunnel were shaking slightly.

How is this possible?

Feeling the vibration under his feet, the black haired wizard frowned... According to the dwarf Boris, those corroded dwarves are so-called "vagrants", exiled in abandoned mines, and their current position should be on the top of the whole silver helmet mountain fortress.

wait! The whole silver helmet mountain fortress has been

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

Earth rock and gravel constantly fell from the tunnel overhead. With the continuous vibration sound, hundreds, even countless dark shadows appeared at the end of the tunnel.

The stunned grey pupil boy grew up and looked at the scene in front of him incredulously.

"Loren Turin, are you sure..." the oath Knight narrowed his eyes, changed his right hand and pulled out the "bright star" from his waist:

"We stayed in that tunnel for only one night?"

There was a roar not far away, and the nearby tunnel had collapsed in the continuous vibration.

The eyes of the three people turned to the direction of the voice.

"Well... Maybe there's a deviation." the black haired wizard twitched at the corner of his mouth. "But fortunately, it doesn't affect our next plan."

"The next plan?" Lucian looked back curiously. "What plan?"

"Run -!!!"