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Chapter 342 On the Golden Mountain in Beijing ([-])

Under the influence of Adolf's unknown forbidden spell, Douala has completely become the Snow Country.

The city walls, houses, trees, streets, and people are all gone, and only white snow can be seen.

The only discordant voice was the City Lord's Mansion.

A red and yellow light curtain shrouded the city lord's mansion, stubbornly resisting the forbidden spell.

It was the result of the desperate efforts of Cedric and the mages he brought. In this regard, Adolf also helped them--Adolf used the main energy of the forbidden spell to attack Chen Qinghe. Cedric and the others It can be said that it was only affected by the marginal power of the forbidden curse, so it was able to survive until now.

But this is a forbidden spell after all, even if it is only a marginal force, it cannot be countered by these mages who are not even white robes.

Under the tremendous pressure of the edge power of the forbidden curse, the light curtain crumbled like a water wave and kept shrinking. Now it is completely attached to the castle, and the tallest tower cannot be blocked, and it has been turned into a spire of ice and snow by the forbidden curse.

Under the light curtain, Cedric stood in the middle of the courtyard outside the hall, chanting spells continuously, his face pale.A sorcerer not far from him just finished the spell, and another green light curtain rose from below and stuck to the red and yellow light curtain above, adding the ability to resist the power of the forbidden spell. faction, and this is exactly what the mages in the courtyard are doing - constantly releasing protection spells to supplement the castle's protective power.

But even if they kept working hard, they could still see the light curtain above their heads slowly descending.

In the face of the power of the forbidden spell, the powerful mages could barely make a last effort, but those ordinary people and knights had nothing to do and could only stand by.

Clarence, the heroic and fearless rebel knight from before, had his hands tied behind his back and was escorted by two soldiers to stand in a corner, with his head bowed and his face pale.

"Lord Aubrey,"

Clarence suddenly raised his head, and said to Aubrey who was standing not far to his left, "Considering my past achievements, can you still trust me for the last time? If possible, I hope you can Order to untie me and give me a chance to wash away my sins with my life."

Since the beginning of the curse, Aubrey, the ruler of Douala, has been standing there looking up at the sky, motionless, until Clarence's words came, he finally looked back from the sky after a while, slowly Turning his head slowly, he looked at Clarence.

He just stared at Clarence without saying a word. After several breaths, he finally spoke.

"You overestimate your life too much. Even if you die a hundred times, you won't be able to wash away this sin. Your soul will fall into the deepest part of purgatory."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care that Clarence's face became more gray, and he directly looked away, his face was extremely solemn, and his eyes were miserable.

Douala is over, the Campbells are over, the countless people of Douala are over...

Aubrey considered himself a very competent city lord and an excellent nobleman. He even believed that he was closer to the original meaning of the title "noble" than most of the great nobles.

In the oldest era, the nobility is the model of the people, the leader of the people, the representative of honor, elegance, bravery, strength, fraternity, kindness, the aspiration of the people, and the existence that is admired by all.

Aubrey has worked toward this goal his whole life.

He fearlessly mediated and fought against his enemies, he treated his followers and people kindly and kindly, and tried his best to protect them. He devoted himself to governing Douala, and he dared not neglect the slightest during his 20 years as the city lord.

He thinks that he has done much more and better than most of the Patriarchs in the history of the Campbell family, but so what?

His ancestors may not have done as much or as well as he did, but at least the Campbell family did not perish at their hands, and countless people in Douala did not bury them with them...

He's sorry for the Campbell family.

He is sorry for the families who follow the Campbell family.

He was even more sorry for those innocent people in Douala.

This is the most painful place in Aubrey's heart now. As for death, he is not afraid.

"Perhaps that magical girl lady can find a solution."

A voice sounded in the courtyard.

Aubrey followed the reputation, and it was his son, Byron.

In the end, Clarence was merciful. Although Byron's wounds appeared to be many, they were actually not serious, and they were nothing compared to his unlucky younger brother.Now that the wounds all over his body have been simply bandaged, he is basically fine, and he is standing in the corner of the courtyard talking to himself-this son of the city lord who has been immersed in his failure before and cannot accept it, Facing the strike of the forbidden spell at this moment, he was finally no longer immersed in his own world.

"Her husband can create such a magical weapon, she should also be a very powerful mage, and she also has a dragon..."

People always like to practice self-hypnosis when they are in a desperate situation, and Byron is undoubtedly the case now.

But Byron's words suddenly reminded Aubrey.

"Xianni!"

Suddenly Aubrey called his precious daughter.

"If I remember correctly, you seemed to call that magical girl lady Saint Norman? Can you tell me why?"

Like his father, Shanny kept looking up at the sky, but the direction she looked at was very purposeful—she kept staring at the area in the sky that was hit by the blizzard and couldn't see clearly.

After hearing her father's question, for the first time, Xianni looked away from the dense blizzard space.

She said: "Shalia should be Mr. Saint Norman. We all saw the dragon just now. Saint Norman also shot for the dragon clan when he was in Jebel Dana before and disappeared without a trace."

Aubrey was not very satisfied with this answer: "Although there are not many dragons, there are not only one or two. And this dragon appeared after you recognized her as a saint. I believe your reason is not this."

Shanny pursed her lips, looked at her father's expectant eyes again, and finally said: "This lady named Salia is actually a man. I have seen this with my own eyes. At the same time, I have the honor to hear about his incredible musical talent." , that beautiful music is something I have never heard before, and only the "Victory", which is also made for the saints, can compare with it."

Ms. Saliya, a magical girl, turns out to be a man!And he also has a musical talent that shocked even Shani? !
If it is possible to say that the company of the dragon clan is a coincidence, then adding these two, the coincidence is too much, right?

It is really possible that this magical girl lady is Mr. Saint, but if he is really a Saint, why did he deny this just now and choose to escape... No, it should be said that he chose to leave?This kind of behavior style, which can be said to be timid and fearful, is not consistent with the noble conduct of the legendary saint.

But at this moment, a huge violent sound suddenly resounded through the heaven and earth, making people tremble with fear and could not stop.

The shouts continued, and the courtyard suddenly became noisy.

Those soldiers and nobles who were so depressed and desperate that they didn't say a word suddenly started chattering, and it seemed to be contagious. More and more people raised their heads and looked somewhere in the sky.

what happened?
Aubrey subconsciously followed the gazes of the crowd and looked up.

There is a place in the sky that was originally covered by a dense snowstorm and could not see the scene inside, but it can be seen at this moment.

There, the dragon they had just seen flew through the air, rolling up a wild storm, and the surrounding blizzard could not invade a bit.

In the sky above, the pitch-black clouds rolled violently, lightning flashed down densely, and the heavy snow in the air was so dense that it almost formed a whole piece and pressed down one by one.

In the middle of the two is a quiet space that is completely different from the surrounding environment.There is a lot of mist in the quiet space, and the smog is so lingering that it can't be seen clearly, only a vague light man can be seen in the middle.

"He is indeed a saint!"

Suddenly another voice came, and Aubrey turned his head to look again, and saw that it was Cedric.

The mage had just finished casting a protective spell to strengthen the energy light curtain, and then he saw this scene in the air, which made his eyes flash with hope.

"Dragon is the most noble race. It can make dragons lower their noble heads and bring back the legendary profession of dragon knight, which has been extinct since the age of mythology. I believe that in today's world, only saints who walk in the world as envoys of gods can do it." .”

Really saint?
Everyone present has witnessed everything from the seizure of power in the hall to the end, so they can basically guess from the dragon in the sky that the light man in the sky is probably the lady who claims to be a beautiful magical girl.

But as a result, they all had the same confusion as Aubrey: If this person is really a saint, what he did just now was too insignificant, right?

Pretending to be a woman, being recognized but forcibly denying it, running away without even daring to hit her...

Among the people present, even the most cowardly and despicable people couldn't do such a wretched thing!Not to mention the legendary heroic and benevolent saint?
But at this moment, Cedric had another sentence.

"The benevolent saints may not be interested in secular power struggles, but they dared to turn Douala into a purgatory on earth, which finally angered the saints!"

Everyone's confusion was solved at once!
That's right, Lord Saint is not cowardly and wretched, but because, as a messenger of God, he is not interested in power struggles among the secular world!

The great and benevolent Mr. Saint has only people in his heart, only them, the people of God the Father!
Whether it is from the beginning of the legend, stepping on the fire to open the way for all living beings, or launching the forbidden curse for the first time to save the people from the suffering of war, and later launching the forbidden curse to redeem and forgive all living beings, the great saints are all For the people!

He is not a saint of the church.

Nor is he a royal saint.

He is not even a saint of some nobleman.

He is the saint of the people!He is the saint of all living beings!The Holy One of all God the Father's people!
Even if they slander and slander him in their hearts, he doesn't care at all.He suffers their pain, angers their anger, thinks what the people think, is anxious about the people's urgency, and the starting point of everything is them.

He came to this world just to save their people!

What a lofty spiritual realm is this?

This kind of detached state that transcends worldly cognition made the dirtiest people on the scene feel awe and reverence from the bottom of their hearts.

"The Holy One is above!"

"Blessed by the Holy One!"

"Great saint, I will bless your name forever!"...

Under the light curtain, everyone's face was solemn, and everyone's face seemed to be filled with a sacred light. Even the most treacherous people in private in the past, at this moment, they sincerely praised the name of that lord.

Everyone seems to have become the most devout believer.

(End of this chapter)