I, the Lord of the End

Chapter 104, The Way of Hatred

The wolf grand duke Gerhart, in his decades of life, many people put a lot of labels on him:

Soldier, paranoid, old-fashioned, hot-tempered, neurotic, brave.

Greed, hard work, generosity, envy, pride, cunning.

Gerhart is both an extremely brave general and a middle-aged greasy old pervert, an excellent principality and a brutal ruler. He is not particularly smart or well-learned, but Gerhart His cunning wolf-like character always allows him to find a way to his advantage on many issues.

Since Friedland's defeat, Gerhart has been bedridden and said to the outside world that he was seriously ill and needed to recuperate, and everything was left to his uncle Orlando.

Seeing Cecilia standing in front of the couch, the hairy Grand Duke Gerhardt quickly got up: "Your Majesty, why did you come to us?"

"How long are you going to pretend to be sick?" Cecilia's elegant figure is always so charming, but her eyes behind the black veil make this famous self-propelled gun king in human form any chance to hunt for beauty. The wolf prince who never let go is frightened!

The great priest has the right to expel anyone in the Holy Empire except the royal family!
As a traditional werewolf, Gerhart looks down on women from the bottom of his heart. In the traditional wolf culture, men are born for war, and women are traded as property and items. Grand Duke Gerhart never hides his greatness. masculinity.

But this set doesn't count for Cecilia in front of her. For the great priest, gender doesn't mean much to her. When the organization sent invitations to join the high priest, Cecilia also sneered and threw the perfumed and gorgeous letter into the trash can.

Because this is a world that belongs to the strong.

Gerhart didn't dare to say much, he forced his sick body to get up from the bed: "Your Majesty, I'm not pretending to be sick..."

"I know, urinary tract infection, our amorous Grand Duke contracted gonorrhea." Cecilia's blunt words made the Wolf Grand Duke blush, Gerhart opened his mouth, and suddenly became angry at all the servants in the house: "Get out! Get out of here, immediately! Otherwise, you will all be guillotined!"

The servants and maids hurriedly closed the door and went out, leaving only the high priest and the wolf prince, Gerhart leaned on the bed in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, my illness... if it can be cured, I will give everything to you." All at your will."

"..." Cecilia threw the just man on the ground, the great priest silently chanted a spell, and the huge magic circle spread from the tip of the just man to all corners of the room!
The golden silk thread lists thousands of celestial languages, and surrounds the justice. Following Cecilia's decree, the magic circle began to rotate and spread out, and words were selected by her from the magic circle. out.

It was a golden kingdom composed of hundreds of millions of words, and it was a cloud palace formed by countless miracles. Under the power of the great priest, all the surrounding spaces have shifted. Now she is like the master of a world, controlling everything.

The High Priest reached out and took a golden light, and placed it on the tray to the right of the Just.

The scales have shifted.

Without the slightest stagnation, Cecilia held two more golden lights.

She started to balance the scales. The blond beauty moved very skillfully. Within 2 minutes, the scales on the Justist had been balanced.

The arc flickered, two golden rings spun along the fingers of the high priest, and one hand took out a crystal clear glass from the void, which contained green slurry, and placed it in front of Gerhart: "Drink it , that's all, and 500 gold crowns will be credited to your account."

Gerhart immediately took it and couldn't wait to drink it. The pain on his body disappeared within 5 minutes. The Grand Duke checked his previously infected part in disbelief: "Thank you very much!"

This is another extremely powerful ability of Cecilia, her miracle as the Supreme Holy See-equivalent exchange.

As long as it is within Cecilia's cognition, she can trigger her own "miracle" through the justice and her special ability to judge the value of everything.

Trading with the Void to heal the Grand Duke instantly is one of these miracles!
Every holy seat has a unique ability, which can hardly be reproduced. In the long history, no holy seat with the same ability has ever been seen, but some holy seats are particularly good at fighting, and some holy seats are particularly good at fighting. ability will be biased in other directions.

Damn it, when will I, the wolf, be able to produce another holy seat and reappear the grandeur of the dynasty?Thinking of this, Grand Duke Gerhardt naturally coveted the great priest, but he was very self-aware.

Turning over and getting out of bed, Grand Duke Gerhart immediately opened the door, completely obeying the will of the high priest.

"Ring the bell, assemble! Listen to my order, all the nobles above the viscount in Holy Flame City come to the castle to assemble, immediately!"

"Yes!" The attendants outside took orders immediately.

"The wolf champion warriors are dispatched." Cecilia slowly stepped out of the bedroom door.

"...As you wish, Your Majesty." The muscles on Gellhart's face twitched for a few seconds, and he chose to obey: "Pass me the order, the Sacred Flame City Wolf Champion Team gathers!"

The whole castle immediately became active, and people rushed to tell each other.

"Is there any other request? My Majesty?" The Duke of Wolf kept his posture very low.

"No, this time, I just need you to be the audience." Cecilia's expression was very calm, and the great priest said relaxedly: "Because there is someone who wants you to watch a performance."

"A great show."

"show?"

………I am the dividing line for actors………

Wolf Principality, Wolf Castle.

The snow is still heavy, white catkins drift across the sky, and fall on the ground of Wolfsburg. The doors of every household in the villages near the suburbs are closed at this time. The weather at the end of November is already very cold. This is a typical slack season for farming. Most of the farmers have also finished their hard labor, no matter how much food they have left, they should be ready for winter at this time.

Immortal Fighting Emperor Joseph already looked like a master, and the orc Kunyak listened to his teachings like a servant.

After getting along during this period of time, Joseph left a deep impression on Sid.

In short, it's done but not fully put.

As the king of Rezland, Joseph is a complete rotten person. Except for one or two regular activities every year, he basically does not interfere in any political affairs of the kingdom. The parliament resolved that he was only responsible for the king's enjoyment and showing his face occasionally.

In short, only enjoy the rights, not the obligations.

This is actually very bad. Sid soon discovered that Joseph had the capital to do so because of the glorious tradition of regional autonomy in Rezland, the mature parliamentary system of the kingdom, the influence of the great priest's influence radiation, and the result of Joseph's own strength. It's not because Xujun hang-up flow is the best system!

However, as the Great Venerable of the Destiny Rank, Joseph XI never slack off his martial arts training for a single day. He always travels around, wrestling with the Cyclops in the magma, and single-handedly fighting the behemoth Behemoth in the wilderness canyon. Fight the Thunderbird in the thunderstorm cloud, tear apart the body of the Phoenix with bare hands in the elemental field, and overturn the Sky Titan.

This used to be Sid's bad goal—personal strength must be improved, and other major issues have nothing to do with me.

Not now, Sid realized more and more that he couldn't put it down.

Wearing a deep red black vulture royal guard coat, a field uniform, a black dragon scale belt through trousers, and a swift sword hanging from his waist, Sid's pupils are deep and cold, with a dark red reflection faintly His attire has already saved him from all troubles. The clothes and appearance, as well as the heroic aura he exudes, prove his identity. Occasionally, fishermen who come out to fish on the ice come out to meet him. Lucky hunters often only bow in awe when they see Sid and his group.

The Way of Sword Soul!

Since practicing this path, Sid's aura can be freely restrained or released. In this way, he can easily tell everyone that I am a fourth-level powerhouse. Of course, he can also turn off the sharp aura around him. , chose the way of the shadow of the mountain to escape into the crowd and turned into an inconspicuous killer.

The scenery of the wolf in winter is completely different from that of Rezland in winter. In Sid’s memory, although Rezland in winter is poor, people still kill cows in this season due to the sparsely populated land and less restrictions from the lords. The sheep are slaughtered, the furs are dried, and those animals that cannot survive the winter are all slaughtered.

The civilians on the wolf side have almost no livestock to slaughter. They are even poorer than the barren Rezlan people. Along the way, you can see hunters and fishermen in a hurry. Obviously hunting and fishing is not free Yes, you can occasionally see people picking up dead branches and leaves as firewood. Of course, the tax on cutting firewood is also a kind of tax.

The corruption of the nobles of the Holy Empire is already very serious. They are almost doing everything possible to increase taxes, and the fourth class has to bear heavy taxes every year.

Beside Sid, a slender figure wearing a black vulture cloak intertwined with the white-haired boy, her short boots stepped on the snow-covered road, and the standard black vulture princess military uniform revealed a delicate and delicate body Silhouette, a standard pair of thickened and fleece crimson pantyhose wrapped around her toned and straight legs, Celeste enjoyed this moment, the princess always felt that even through a thin layer of silk gloves, hope The heat from De's body still made her feel very comfortable.

In the wild in front of people, Celesty transformed herself back to the original cold iceberg, and outsiders could no longer see her appearance in private, only her tightly clenched hands showed the attitude of the princess.

The story is coming to an end, and the contract between them is also coming to an end.

In the past few days, Celeste has also been in a strange mood. She does not allow Sid to leave her sight when getting along in private. She likes to sit in his arms, read and chat, and get along intimately. The intimate interaction with Sid was just holding his hand tightly.

What happened between His Royal Highness and the High Priest that day?Sid tried to ask, but Celeste immediately screamed at him to shut up, and told him that he would never be allowed to ask the high priest about it.

Sid was even more curious.

But none of that matters right now.

As the distance to Wolf Castle got closer, Sid temporarily separated from the princess and the others, letting Celeste go back to Wolf Castle first, and he was going to complete one thing.

Because on the way back to Wolfsburg, he received a letter saying "Sid-Aberlen himself".

The agreed location was in a black forest near Wolf Castle, where snowflakes were falling in the sky.

The snow didn't fall very heavily, but Sid's body was still covered. He shook the black vulture cloak, shaking the snow onto the ground.

After passing through a dense snow-covered coniferous forest, Sid came to the agreed place.

Standing in front of him was a red-robed creature with a huge tail belly. The creature stretched out five arms from under the robe, and each arm was different. Half of the face under the red robe was covered by mysterious metallic liquid, leaving only Half of the face is still human.

"Are you looking for me?" Sid looked calm, but the hand under his robe was already holding the weapon, and the other hand was holding the Angel's Tears pendant on his chest.

"Yes, I'm looking for you." The red-robed creature nodded: "Your Excellency Sid-Aberlon, I am Arnold-Barigan, the head of the orthodoxy of the Bhavan Church, and I asked you to come here because of one thing, about this incident."

Sid's expression was serious, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, he didn't know what the Worship Cult wanted him for, but the words in the letter were very sincere, and he was willing to swear to the true God that they had no malicious intentions.

Sid doesn't know about other things, but it is the most vicious and serious oath to swear to the true God by the Worship Cult.

"Sure enough, the worship of Xujiao is deeply involved in this matter. Are you surrendering yourself?" Sid sarcastically said, "I don't think so."

"Being Xujiao is absolutely necessary, and will not be an enemy of the Holy See Supreme." The voice of the red-robed creature lacks emotion: "From now on, Baixujiao will withdraw from this incident."

"Are you afraid?" Sid sneered and shook his head: "Forget it, I can understand, but that's all? If it's just that simple, then why did you ask me to come here?"

"We invite you here because we can help you, Your Excellency." Arnold's hat brim issued a strange rhythm: "We think you have locked the suspect, and we also know that you have a major enmity with the suspect. We Think you need our help."

"Help me, how can you help me?" Sid frowned, it seemed that Baixujiao also checked his own affairs.

"Your opponent is very strong, much stronger than you." Arnold, the head of power, warned: "And your opponent handled things very cleanly. According to our calculations, your probability of success is less than 13%. We can To help you, the Blessed Cult and the devil have cooperated before, we can provide you with military support and collect evidence, which will greatly benefit your revenge."

Sid narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of crimson in his sea-blue eyes: "This can't be without a price."

"Yes, everything has a price. The person you hate is useless to us. We need a new partner." Arnold, the head of the right, said: "First of all, we need a tube of your blood." , the imperial daughter also wants to, and please try to get us a piece of Cecilia's hair, we will be very grateful."

"Finished?" Sid was expressionless the moment he heard the collaborator.

"The third option is an alternative, please be careful not to expose us."

"Go away, go where you came from and go back to where you came from, I will not accept your conditions, the orthodox seat of worshiping the virtual sect." Sid turned and left directly, the white-haired boy's face was as cold as ice.

"Are you sure? Your Excellency, you are not that opponent. We have worked with him before, and we know how powerful he is. You have no evidence or strength, and it will be difficult for you to complete your revenge." Arnold's rejection of Sid did not seem to be Not surprised, he just emphasized it again: "You may not understand the political ecology of the Holy Empire, without us to help you..."

"My revenge is my business and has nothing to do with you. I will never collude with you for my revenge." Sid stopped in his tracks. Song Shu, his voice was firm, but his attitude was indifferent: "I will not let hatred blind my eyes."

"It's a pity, I can only wish you good luck on behalf of Baixujiao, Your Excellency." Arnold sighed, and Zhengquan retreated into the black forest silently: "Young man, be prepared for the worst Well, goodbye."

"...Goodbye." Sid slowly walked out of the Black Forest.

With the choice made by Sid, the tears of angels changed, and the light gradually dissipated in the tree diagram, and the road to hatred was dimmed.

Only "mercy" was left for Sid to choose.

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