Mage Joan

Mrs. Josephine dismissed the half-drow sorcerer, staring at Professor Moriarty, and said coldly: "I have nothing to say about your depravity, Trophim, no longer wanting to persuade you to turn back, let's come Going to this evil cult sacrificial place is only for one thing-to recapture the soul of Sir Castis, so that this respectable old man can rest in peace!"

"Don't dream, bitch!" The rival's contempt intensified Betty's jealousy, and she screamed at Mrs. Josephine. "The spirit of the apostate Dantrich Castis must be thoroughly Destroyed, and the sacred seal stolen by him will also return to the control of my lord, this is the punishment he deserves!"

"You, the little girl from the Castis family, and the Asa monk, don't want to leave the Chapel of Our Lady alive! As for Joan, if he is acquainted, he will follow his mentor and join our church."

"Sorry, I won't join the'Brotherhood of Our Lady', and you will not be allowed to hurt my companions."

This is the first time Qiao An has been able to negotiate face-to-face with Betty with a calm attitude. Anyway, the secret of his own sacred seal has been exposed face-to-face by the other party. Now, he has nothing to worry about.

Di Ning waved his hand to prevent Betty from going crazy, as if he didn't bother to teach the young and energetic mage personally, he turned to face Professor Moriarty, put away his smile, his expression and tone became particularly harsh.

"Brother Trofim, Dr. Vader does not seem to be as smart and rational as the rumors. I have no intention of criticizing the way you teach students, but after all, he was invited by you. You have to give us an explanation-or persuade him to change Stand, or even get rid of him!"

Professor Moriarty made no sound, stroking his chin, looking very embarrassed.

The chapel fell into silence, the atmosphere was tense and depressed, as if a powder keg that might be detonated at any time, the sights of both sides of the confrontation focused on Professor Moriarty, waiting for him to express his position.

Qiao An was not surprised by Di Ning's request to Professor Moriarty.

In fact, as early as last fall, when he discovered that his mentor was interested in joining the "Brotherhood of the Virgin", he also asked Professor Moriarty a similar question:

If he conflicts with the "Brotherhood of Our Lady", which side will Professor Moriarty choose?

Regardless of the time or the moment, Qiao An couldn't bear to ask the mentor to stand on his side, as long as he could remain neutral, he would be benevolent.

Unfortunately, judging from Di Ning's tough attitude, it is difficult for Professor Moriarty to remain neutral.

At this time, the three Virgin believers on the Cerberus Altar, the Hobbit Altar, and the Skula Altar seemed to have been impatiently waiting, stepped down from the altar one after another, gathered next to Dinin and Betty, and then Then came more and more murderous.

Professor Moriarty finally broke the silence and looked up at Di Ning, his eyes calm and firm.

"Qiao An is my student. I know the child's personality very well. The reason he believes will not be shaken. Even if you put a knife on his neck, don't try to force him to bow and give in."

"Brother Trofim, since you know you can't persuade Dr. Vader to join our church, you can only trouble you to get rid of this disobedient student." Di Ning pretended to shrug and spread his hands with regret.

"No, this is not the option I want." Professor Moriarty smiled lonely, "I am not a good teacher, but I will never degenerate to kill my own students."

"Fallen? Trofim, my brother, do you call this "depraved"?" Di Ning said with a sullen expression, "Since you have joined our big family, we must know that only the Virgin is our common mother. Friends are the brothers and sisters of our dearest relatives. Other worldly affections and friendships are not worthy of our nostalgia. If necessary, why don't we have the kindness of master and apprentice?"

Di Ning approached Professor Moriarty two steps, staring closely at his eyes, his eyes burning and his voice low.

"Brother Trofim, I know exactly what kind of person you are. In this world, the only person you really care about is yourself. As long as you have enough benefits, you don’t mind selling anything! Others may condemn you for this. Cold and selfish, but I admire your wisdom and rationality. You know what is better for you, but don't let me down!"

"In general, I am indeed a cold and selfish guy, but you are wrong about one thing." Professor Moriarty looked up at Di Ning and shook his head with a wry smile, "In fact, to me...something It cannot be sold."

The instructor didn't say this to him, but Qiao An's heart seemed to be hit hard, and he could hardly control the tears in his eyes.

"Brother Trofim, I have to remind you that if you disobey my will, the consequences will be serious!"

Di Ning finally couldn't conceal the anger on his face, showing the holy emblem, coldly threatening Professor Moriarty.

"I can grant you the sacred seal on behalf of the Virgin, and I can also remotely control the sacred seal in your body to evolve into a holy beast, devour your soul and tear your body, don't force me to do this!"

Professor Moriarty smiled coldly, as if he was not surprised by the threats he was threatening. Under the nervous gaze of everyone, he took out from the storage bag a cup that was about half a foot tall and carved from pure black agate. Shaped container, the cup is also equipped with a lid.

"What kind of container is this, the negative energy it exudes is so strong..." Rebecca tugged at Joan's sleeve, muttering in wonder.

"That is the'Holy Grail of Death', a magical device used to breed viruses."

Qiao An was not satisfied with his answer, because it could not explain why Professor Moriarty showed the "Holy Grail of Death" at this moment. Did he use this magic device to cultivate a medicine that can suppress the "Holy Seal" runaway ?

"The'Holy Grail of Death' can not only cultivate viruses, but can also be used to brew a very evil secret medicine. Ancient necromancers implicitly called it'the wine of eternal life'."

Mrs. Josephine's beautiful face was shrouded in sorrow and intolerance, and her tearful eyes stared straight at the man who once...or perhaps still loves her deeply, and questioned every word.

"Trofim, do you really have the heart to abandon those fond memories of living in the world as a human being, abandon your students, relatives and friends, and drink that glass of bitter wine?"

"Josephine, this is the path of my own choice. For this day, I have been preparing for a long time. I don't hesitate to bear the mark of the evil **** personally, so I can't look back."

Professor Moriarty sighed, unscrewed the lid of the cup, and gently shook the "Holy Grail of Death." The negative energy was so intense that it rushed out of the mouth of the cup with the sound of the liquid colliding against the wall of the cup, making people around involuntarily. Backed away and shivered.

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