Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Cordelia looked at the other man in gray robes, and was sure that this man must be the flute player.

Now she had to find a way to rescue Andre first.

You cannot directly destroy the petrified magic eye, otherwise the flute player will also escape.

She didn't want to cause trouble, so she opened the magic scroll and used the transfer scroll to transfer Andre's stone sculpture to her vicinity.

As expected.

After leaving the range of the magic eye, the petrification on Andre's body began to fade. Although the process was slow, as she continued to input magic power, the skin had returned to its normal color from lime.

At this time, Andre opened his eyes tiredly, took a deep breath, and leaned against the wall as if he was surviving a disaster, his whole body was limp and extremely weak.

"Your Highness..."

"You did a good job, thank you for your hard work, Andre." Cordelia said with relief: "You caught the piper."

Andre shook his head and said: "My memory is not very clear. Where is this place and how many days have passed?"

Cordelia replied: "This is the hinterland of the Underworld... You must have been inspired by the piper's spirit. It is normal to lose part of your memory."

Andre covered his head and said, "Then what should we do next?"

"After I crack the secret room here first and get the collection, we will leave here."

She patted Andre on the shoulder: "It's a shame that you wanted to use a trap to delay time. Even the flute player was too careless in the end in this situation and fell one step away from victory. I guess He must be strongly unwilling, right?"

The saint stood one step outside the effective range of the petrified magic eye, looking inside and around, thinking about how to crack this mechanism and get the collection.

She didn't notice at all that Andre, who was originally looking weak and tired, had stood up.

His face was filled with pain, and then turned into determination.

Cordelia felt a force coming from behind.

A sudden, powerful blow against her back.

The fighting spirit penetrated her heart, and blood spurted out from her throat.

Before she could react, her body had been pushed into the room and hit the wall hard.

She fell to the ground like a broken doll, and the huge pain prevented her from standing up for several seconds.

He sat down on the ground, looking dazed.

She was unprepared and unexpected, but within a moment, her body was covered in petrified light and froze in place.

The pendant of the angel statue released a soft light, which spread out in a circular area with difficulty. It could only barely keep her upper body from being completely petrified, but the waist below had also turned into stone, making it too heavy to lift.

Cordelia was in a daze and her eyes were blank. At first, she was wondering if he was still being brainwashed by the piper, so that's why he attacked her?

Only the words that followed proved that Andre was sane and not crazy or mentally suggestive.

He said: "The puzzle left by Ashen Robin in this secret room is..."

"Only one person can obtain the collection and leave here alive!"

Cordelia was stunned, of course she knew what this meant.

Arsene Robin's Chamber of Secrets cannot be cracked by force, only by following the rules.

She fell to the ground and looked at Andre silently, noticing the apology in his eyes, and how hypocritical this apology seemed at this time.

The amiable combat priest in the past has now turned into a ferocious devil.

The two parties had known each other long before she became a saint. In her memory, the other party was always a reliable elder and a trustworthy uncle. The two parties had a certain blood relationship, so she came all the way to Yingzhou. , not even taking the maid or the Templar, but only him.

In a sense, Andre was her godfather.

In her heart, she had already respected him as a father, imitating his behavior and absorbing the life experience he taught.

But now she has encountered such betrayal, and after she has endured all the hardships and narrowly escaped death, she came here just to save him...

It's ridiculous.

Maybe he didn't set off the mechanism to control the flute player at all, but to kill him; then he who entered here was the same and became an obstacle to his survival, so he should naturally die.

Cordelia's lips trembled.

But in the end, she didn't vent her emotions.

There was no deafening anger, no deafening shouts.

After a moment of astonishment, Cordelia knocked the candle in her hand to the ground, and the flame went out.

Some people live.

But he is dead.

Chapter 619 No, you came at the right time

Cordelia took the initiative to extinguish the sacred candle in her hand.

This move meant that she was completely heartbroken.

The most painful betrayal is always from a close friend.

She whispered: "If I die here, have you considered the consequences?"

"This is Yingzhou. Whatever happens is reasonable. Rome is far away and the Holy Church is thousands of miles away. It has no control over here..." Andre replied dully.

"Do you really think this explanation can pass the scrutiny of the Holy Church?" Cordelia raised her neck and leaned against the wall. She whispered: "The church will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly, and so will my parents. "

"In the long life to come, can you really hide it from everyone and confirm that you can lie for the rest of your life?"

"Even if you really managed to hide this from everyone, the mere fact that I'm dead and you're still alive is enough to make the rest of your life miserable. I can guarantee you'll die in poverty. This is both a vent of anger and revenge."

Andre took a deep breath.

He knew that what she said was all the truth... Cordelia's identity was not only a saint, but also the daughter of a grand duke. As a battle priest and follower, he should have died before her, but he managed to survive. Afterwards, even if Roman law could not punish him, there was a strict punishment system within the Holy Church.

Andre was silent for a long time, and then said: "After you die, I will change my name and say goodbye to this identity completely... No matter where I go, just treat Andre as dead."

The Saint took a deep breath and looked at him quietly: "It seems that you are ready to give up everything, whether it is the glory of the past or the responsibilities of being a member of the Church."

Andre gritted his teeth and said: "I think I have fulfilled enough responsibilities! I just want to survive!"

"Really?" Cordelia smiled faintly.

The ridicule in this smile made Andre clench his fists. He frowned and defended in a low voice: "I am indeed not a purely good person, but I have saved many people, and I have defeated many evil mages with my own hands. , I have always protected your safety, defended the honor of the church, and been loyal to God, these are all facts!"

The saint said quietly: "So you think you have done enough, and there is nothing wrong with choosing to betray?"

Andre avoided her gaze, lowered his gaze, stared at his toes, and slowly raised his hands: "I don't want to either, but I have no choice... During the past few days frozen by the petrified magic eye, My body couldn't move, but my consciousness remained awake."

"You don't know what that feels like."

"At first I thought it would be okay even if I died in battle. This belief lasted for three days! If I could die within these three days, I would still be myself and I could spend my life maintaining honor!"

His fingertips trembled.

"But three days later...I suddenly started to be afraid, I started to be afraid of death, and realized that all the beliefs I held in the past could not save me at this moment, they were just tools to make me calm; but when death When the sickle was placed on his neck, his survival instinct finally broke the dam."

"It was like a door was pushed open, a chain was cut, and the things that bound me disappeared without a trace. I began to realize that there weren't so many constraints and shackles. They were all frameworks I set for myself."

"It's like the story of the mahout I told you when you were a child - there are no chains on anyone's body."

"I never want to spend such a long time again, the physical and mental torture, the resistance to death, twisting me bit by bit."

"So I secretly swear that no matter what, I will get out of here alive!"

He looked solemn and serious, and saying these words made him feel more relaxed: "And I really hope that the person who finds me in the end is not you."

Cordelia was slightly moved.

This explanation could at least make her feel a little relieved.

People don't change overnight.

If the experiences of the past few days have changed Andre, it will at least prove that he is not that kind of hypocritical and changeable villain.

He just went through something and... changed.

The changes are changes when elementary school classmates meet again after more than ten years; the changes that change a person in just ten days are also changes.

She felt slightly relieved, but it didn't mean that she would really understand and accept the other party's changes.

Because at this time Andre was already running wildly in the direction of depravity.

Once he experienced this feeling of being without shackles and losing restraint, he was infinitely close to the crazy evil mage and the fallen. As long as he died here, he would truly undergo a complete transformation.

Andre said what was in his heart, and he seemed to have been relieved of some weight.

"If you have any last words, please tell me...I can tell them to your relatives and friends."

"Although I will disappear, I will definitely fulfill your last wish."

Cordelia laughed and coughed up blood.

She won't just cooperate.

"Go to hell." The saint blessed softly.

"You are always so stubborn. If you had listened more to other people's opinions and adopted other people's suggestions, neither you nor I would have reached this point." Andre said disappointedly.

Cordelia looked at another sculpture: "Why are you trapped here with the flute player?"

"I cooperated with him." Andre said: "If Arsene Robin hadn't set a despicable trap here, maybe I would have found the rare object and returned safely."

"How dare you cooperate with the flute player?" Cordelia frowned.

"In the depths of the underworld, no one can survive alone. The only option is cooperation, or rather, mutual exploitation." Andre said indifferently, "Coming here to capture the flute player was simply wishful thinking on your part."

"He is an apostle of the Outer Gods and a great enemy of the Church!"

"Naive." Andre said lightly: "Of course you don't know that the believers of the outer gods have already penetrated into the empire. Otherwise, why hasn't a full-scale war broken out for so many years? There are so many things that are more complicated than you think. They can Not an evil mage whose brain has been polluted by hell’s karma.”

"Do you really think you can clarify Yuyu and clear the air by relying on your own wishful thinking?"

"Cordelia, after all, you are just a child born with a silver spoon in your mouth!"

"You have never experienced many setbacks since you were a child. You relied on your own good luck and God's favor to get to where you are today."

"The reasons you use to convince too many people are just based on your own 'intuition'...but you yourself are very convincing about it. Have you never thought about how ridiculous your behavior is? Who would spend time, energy, and Is your fortune and life weighing on your gut?”

"What they believe in is your success, and no one cares how much of your success comes from yourself."

"Even I have a purpose in helping you. I need you to be successful enough to recover enough secret treasures and increase your influence by increasing your reputation, thereby helping me to complete the leap within the church."

"With my original connections and declining family background, I will never be able to reach a higher position in my life."

"I bet and I lost."

"Good luck is indeed an enviable thing."

"But one day, your good luck will run out. After you lose the good luck that you rely on for a living, look what you have left."

Andre gave the last lesson to the girl he watched grow up, and every word was a lesson soaked in blood.

He didn't dare to say these truths in the past, and couldn't say them either.

But now he no longer has any scruples, and he can lash out angrily.

In his eyes, Cordelia is a vase in search of treasure.

One day, she will fall to pieces because she was praised too high.

And these words are not false.

It was a fact that Cordelia was lying here, she didn't even have the strength to stand up again.

The sneak attack from behind penetrated her heart. If she left it alone, she would die soon even if there was no curse.

The effectiveness of the magical object of healing and protection, the angel pendant, is gradually being suppressed and covered by the curse.

She may die soon.

After opening her mouth, Cordelia found that she had no way to refute.

From the beginning, no one supported her leaving Rome and coming to Yingzhou. It was she who fought against everyone's opinions.

If you think about it carefully, it was her confidence that led to today's ending.

But what she relied on was of no use in this strange land full of dangers.

Even though she has the status of a saint, she can't even see the shogun in Yingzhou, let alone preach.