You don't cast spells by the rules at all, do you?

This is a question of stance. He is loyal to the people and the Vatican, and vows to be irreconcilable with the remnants of the Temple. This is his belief and also a kind of chivalrous spirit. Even if he dies, he will never surrender to the enemy!

"Then you go die."

Before Sean could answer, he heard a voice approaching from afar.

Elviri came over.

She was still holding a soldier in her hand, throwing him aside like garbage, and staring at Klintor with murderous intent.

She was already annoyed because Klintor had been running all the time, and now when she came over and saw Klintor scolding Sean, she became even angrier.

Sean is a remnant of the Temple, then what is she?

When Clintall scolded Sean, he was actually scolding her.

Elviri really wanted to teach this guy a lesson to see if he would still be stubborn, but Sean stopped her in time.

"No, no, no, don't be impulsive."

Elviri raised her hands, and there was a raging flame in her palms. Klintor was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes. He was really afraid of death, but after waiting for two seconds, the imagined burning pain did not come. He could not help but open one eye.

Seeing Sean stop the girl, he immediately became tough again and snorted heavily.

"Don't you want to kill me?"

"come!"

"If you kill me, you two will suffer the consequences, humph!"

"What the hell." Sean said unhappily, "I'll spare your life for now, but you're still so arrogant?"

"Let me ask you, you know that the magic of the temple is called the Truth Cultivation, but you still call it a remnant. Don't you think it's contradictory?"

If it is “truth”, how can it be “witchcraft”?

"I didn't name the Truth Method," Klintor said. "It was a method you pagans named yourselves, including the word 'holy' in the Temple."

“Truth” is of course bright and just, but the word “truth” is by no means defined by a certain person or a certain group. It should be a concept recognized by everyone. If you insist that your magic is “truth”, what is the difference between that and brainwashing?

Only cultists would do that.

Sean was speechless for a while.

"Is it possible that this truth refers to the real truth, such as the laws of occultism?"

Klintor glared at him. "Look, you're still talking! You're hopeless, you remnant!"

Sean: “?

OK OK.

It doesn’t make sense, right?

He, Sean, founder of the Temple, pioneer of the era of scholars, Black, was respected wherever he went. But in the mouth of Klintor, he became a sinful pagan.

Sean also got angry and said, "If you don't explain it to me clearly today, I will force the truth formula into your brain and make you a pagan for once!"

Klintor: “?”

"You have a dirty heart!"

She actually wanted to defile his pure soul.

But even so, he would not give in.

At worst, he can just commit suicide to make an apology.

"The remnants are just the remnants, there's nothing to explain." Klintor said with a fearless look on his face.

"What an ungrateful guy." Sean snorted, "Have you heard of Carl Black?"

"Without the era of scholars he created, would you be able to live like you do today?"

The word "grateful" undoubtedly touched Klintor's sore spot. The knight cared most about his own character. He cursed: "You are talking nonsense. Does the Era of the Scholar have anything to do with Carl Black? Why should I be grateful to him?"

Carl Black is the creator of the Temple of Truth and the leader of a cult, how could he not have heard of it?

On the contrary, he knew Carl Black very well.

Everyone who is a little educated and knows history knows Carl Black.

The more he learned, the more Klintor felt that this man was a worthless person.

Asking him to be grateful to Carl Black is simply an insult to his personality!

Klintor usually doesn't curse. Knights are all about elegance and gentleness. If he has to curse, he does it in his heart and never utters a single dirty word.

But this time I couldn't help it.

Sean always felt that this guy was a black man sent by a witch hunter family. He heard that he was going to be "resurrected".

I came here specifically to insult him.

"What did he do to make you so angry? You are not from the same era."

"What era does it matter if you are infamous for a thousand years?"

Klintor sneered: "Rather, the fact that people hundreds of years later still hate him so much is enough to prove how hateful what he did was."

Sean: “Like?”

"There are too many examples." Klintor said, "He relies on his high rank to ignore the imperial law,

I won't talk about the wanton occupation of the city of Covri near the Holy City and the self-proclaimed wizard holy land. I will only talk about one thing."

In Clintall's eyes, many of Black's crimes were not that serious, at least they were not "qualified" to be infamous for eternity. But this incident alone made him despise Black from the bottom of his heart - not to mention him, even the criminals in prison looked down on such people.

"He forcibly defiled the Vatican Saint." said Klintor.

Sean:

"?

Elviri: “?”

"You're the one farting!"

Elviri couldn't stand it anymore.

She didn't like Blake, but no matter how much she disliked him, Blake was still her family member and her sister's husband.

For wizards, Blake is a pioneer and a great man who promoted mysticism. How could he tolerate being slandered like this?

Blake is a bit of a scumbag. Not only is he fickle and distracted, he is also not very responsible. He spends all day doing his academic research. But as for forcing girls... it's impossible!

At that time, there were countless beautiful girls who wanted to marry Blake, but Blake didn't want them, so how could he force anyone?

Not to mention that this person is a saint.

From what she heard from her sister, it was more likely that the Saint forced Blake.

Sean also had a dark face at this time: "Who told you these things?"

This is not the way to spread rumors.

"You want to say that these things are all false? Because they are different from what you know?" Klintor said jokingly, "Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? If you were Carl Black, would you tell your disciples the truth about these things?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Sean said, "Answer my question."

"It will be infamous for thousands of years, of course it has been recorded in history. You can find a history book and you will know." Clintol looked at Sean with pity. It seemed that this young man had been deceived?

But in fact,

He was the one who was deceived.

Sean asked again: "Which version of the history book? Who published it?"

Klintor finally realized what was happening: "Are you trying to trick me?"

Elviri glared fiercely and said, "Stop changing the subject and tell me who it is!"

"What's the point of telling you?" Klintor sneered, "The book was published by the Vatican, what can you do about it?"

History books belong to the category of "education". These books, which concern the future of the empire, have always been written by the Vatican itself, and no one else has this power.

"Why, you still want to 'vindicate' Carl Black?"

“You guys have really been deceived.

Klintor sympathetically said, "Rather than being used by the Temple as a pawn to die, you should listen to my advice. It may not be too late to turn back now before things get out of hand."

"You release me first and come with me to the Vatican to surrender, and I can try to put in a good word for you."

"Especially you, little girl."

Clintall said to Elviri meaningfully, "You represent the entire Seraph family. Your problem is the Seraph family's problem. Regardless of whether you are instructed by the family or not, I think you don't want to see the family implicated by you, right?"

The girl's huge sword answered him.

"Snapped!"

"what!"

Klintor was knocked unconscious by Elviri's sword.

What the hell, are you qualified to talk to her in this tone?

The surrounding soldiers saw that the situation was not good and Lord Klintor was no match for the two pagans, so they were already waiting for an opportunity to escape.

But how can it be that easy?

"Credito!"

Sean added a spell to the ritual, and the golden matrix that originally only trapped Klintor instantly enlarged, directly framing everyone inside. Sean packed them all up and took them away, tied them up, and locked them in the basement of a nearby house.

You can't just ask one person a question.

Neither he nor Elviri knew mental magic, so they had no way of guaranteeing whether Klintor was lying or not. They could only get their "confessions" by questioning them in batches.

The final results are consistent.

In their hearts, or in those history books, Carl Black was truly a sinful pagan leader.

He occupied the city and forced the saint, like a big devil who did all kinds of evil.

They are still the kind who will whitewash themselves in the name of "truth". To use the original words in the history books, they are: "extremely scheming and cunning."

Sean: “.

He kind of wanted to hit someone.

Elviri was also very angry and complained: "How can a meditation world be so irritating?"

She really had the urge to cut Klintor into pieces just now.

If Blake is the evil man who defiled the saint, then isn't her sister, who allowed Blake to meet the saint, an accomplice?

This is the real insult.

"I want to tear down the Vatican." Elviri said angrily.

Anyway, they are just meditating, so no matter how they try, the worst result is that their meditation will fail.

They hadn't intended to succeed in the first place, but they had to vent their anger today.

On the contrary, Sean, Blake himself, was relatively calm and said, "Don't worry about it yet."

The soldiers who had been questioned were locked up again and all fainted. Sean looked at the soldier lying in front of him with a frown on his face.

He felt something was wrong.

"Do you know about dream studies?" Sean asked the girl.

Elviri shook her head and asked in confusion: "Why are you asking this suddenly?"

"Because I feel that the meditation world is very similar to dreams." Sean said, "They are both made up of human cognition and memory."

Elviri: So?

Sean: “So this isn’t right.”

He pulled the girl to a corner, looked at the soldiers, and whispered, "Think carefully, in your opinion, is Lord Black the kind of person they are talking about?"

"Of course not." Elvira said, otherwise her sister would not have fallen in love with him in the first place.

Sean: “Not in my opinion.”

“Then since both of us have a good understanding of Lord Black, why is there a bad history?