People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

"...That's what happens when you're enchanted by the Deadborn."

"When guidance is tainted, it corrupts people...and destroys them."

Although D's words were still so plain, they were filled with a lot of resentment. This resentment was directed at Roger, with some anger at his lack of fighting spirit, as well as hatred for the Dead Born.

But more than that, D was angry, especially angry at Roger's ambition.

In D's opinion, the existence of the Deadborn is a mistake, a mistake that needs to be completely eliminated and does not require any mercy.

But Roger, his friend, felt sorry for the damned creatures.

I don't know what kind of charm has caused me to have such thoughts.

Reinhardt naturally understood what D said, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he continued to ask, "And what about you, Mr. D?"

"...Me?" D stared at him for a few seconds before saying quietly, "...I volunteer to serve the Golden Rule."

"Only the great Elden Circle can guide us, lead us to repair this shattered world."

"...Those who are born dead do not exist within the laws of the Golden Rule. As long as they remain in the world, they will tarnish the Guidance and cast a shadow on its legitimacy."

"...So, we must get rid of them, not a single one can be left alive..."

As the words fell, Reinhardt suddenly laughed for no reason.

"hehe...."

His laughter wasn't loud, but it was audible enough, and his hands were clapping loudly.

"As expected of you, Mr. Dallion. It seems you are truly loyal to the Golden Rule and truly hate the Deathborn..."

"..."

When D heard the name Dallion, his expression under the helmet changed immediately.

He didn't understand how the man in front of him knew this name, even his friend Roger didn't know this name...

"You're really able to sit still without any reaction."

He saw all of D's reactions, but it seemed that this was not enough, he needed to try harder.

So he slowly said, "...Since Mr. Dallion is so loyal to the Golden Rule and hates the Deadborn so much, why did he try to disturb the rest of the Dead Prince Godwin? And why did he want to obtain half of the curse mark left by the destined death - half of the Centipede Ring - from Godwin?"

"...What are you talking about? I don't understand. I've never met the Dead Prince, and I told you back in Shuihuan Village that there were traces of the Centipede Wound Ring there, but I never got it."

Dallion still chose to be stubborn and tried his best to deny everything.

That is, the other person was wearing a helmet, otherwise he really wanted to see if this man would blush when he lied.

The faint deathly aura emanating from him was as strong as the fleas on a bald man's head, a bright lightbulb lit in the darkness. And yet he still dared to claim he hadn't received the Centipede Injury Ring?!

A sneer gradually rose in Reinhardt's heart. He continued, "...There's no need for you to continue your defense. Your friend Mr. Roger has already told me that you two once explored death together and attempted to meet the Prince of Death, Godwin..."

"But we failed and were blocked in the aqueduct!"

Before he could finish, Dallion interrupted him.

"Is that really the case?" Reinhardt said with a polite smile, a hint of contempt in his eyes. "Indeed, you and Mr. Roger failed. You didn't meet the dead prince."

"But what happens after that? Mr. Dallion? Oh no, I should call you D of [Meeting with Death]."

"Do you need me to continue?"

To be honest, he now hates the stubborn D.

If you are a real man, you should be brave enough to take responsibility for your actions. Since you have met the Prince of Death and stole half of the Centipede Ring Curse from him, why don't you dare to admit it?

Are you afraid of the [Beast Priest] Gulang?

Still afraid of double fingers?

Or maybe both?

It's really funny that he keeps saying he is loyal to the Golden Rule, but he is holding half of a centipede ring in his hand.

"..."

D fell silent after hearing this.

She stared at him like that for a long time.

"...What exactly do you want to do?"

The title "audience with death" says it all, indicating that Reinhardt knows his secret.

If he continues, then his biggest secret will be revealed.

"It's simple. I hope Mr. Dallion can give me the half of the Centipede Ring that he got from the dead Prince Godwin."

He extended a hand toward Dallion and asked for it in a gentle voice, "That thing doesn't belong to you."

But Dallion narrowed his eyes at him and said in a deep voice, "I already said, I didn't."

"..."

Reinhardt fell silent and shook his head helplessly, "...You are so stubborn..."

As he spoke, he slowly withdrew his hand and reached into the leather bag he was carrying, as if he was looking for something.

"...Mr. Dallion, I wonder if you have heard of this old saying in my hometown—"

"Wei Xiwuzhe Wei Junjie."

"Since Mr. Dallion is so stubborn and ungrateful, don't blame me."

Under the gazes of Neferi and Darien, his hand suddenly pulled out of the leather bag and slashed through the air.

The clothes on his body also shattered with a hissing sound, and were burned to ashes with scattered sparks, and he once again returned to the state he had just woken up from the coffin.

The muscles on his body slowly bulged with the emergence of the power of the sun, and his eyes became more indifferent.

The subtle sound of breaking wind echoed in the silent round table hall, leaving a fleeting scarlet mark in the air.

It was obvious that the blow just now had cut through the air.

But now, no matter how surprised Dallion was, he didn't dare to move at all, because a slender blade was pointing at him.

It was a crystalline long sword extending from a golden guard, with ember-like substance spreading on the blade, just like a long sword that had just been fished out of a wildfire and was in the cooling stage.

But if that were all, it wouldn't make Dallion so cautious and afraid to act rashly.

He felt an unprecedented powerful force on the slender blade.

The extreme oppression and fear brought by that power were incomparable even to the [Beast Priest] Gulang when he was mad.

And he didn't know if it was because he was too nervous or what, but even though the long sword was still some distance away from him, he felt an inexplicable dry mouth and hot sensation.

It's as if all the water in the body is evaporating, the skin becomes dry, and even the sweat that should flow out no longer exists.

"Hey, do you feel it? It seems to be getting hot in here..."

"It's probably not an illusion, it's really a bit hot."

"Yeah, is it because of that old blacksmith?"

Several faded people next door pulled their collars to try to let in some cool air, but all they got was hot air, making them even more uncomfortable.

Sir Baizhi in the room naturally felt the sudden heat. He stopped what he was doing involuntarily and looked out the door thoughtfully.

"Master Finger..."

Deep in the round table hall, two fingers gently swayed their bodies, conveying some information to Enya.

Enya stared at the huge two fingers for a long time, then nodded tremblingly, "...I understand, Master Finger."

Then he looked at the closed door and murmured, "Although Master Finger has condoned your actions, I hope you won't make such a mistake..."

This time, neither Two Fingers nor Sir Baizhi intended to stop them. Only Neferi became very nervous and tried to stop them.

"Lord Rhine, please calm down. You should know that weapons are forbidden in the Round Table Hall. My godfather would never allow such a thing."

"Ha, what does it matter?" He looked at Dallion, who sat motionless in his chair, jokingly. "Rules are meant to be broken."

"What's more, this guy disturbed the peace of my old friend Godwin. I was merciful not to kill him on the spot. Now I just want him to hand over the Centipede Injury Ring, that's all."

Besides, the Sun Cult, that is, Lance Shanks and others, are also looking for the Centipede Ring. It would be better to hold this thing in hand and let them come to him themselves.

"..."

Dallion didn't say anything, but looked at him with a changeable expression, a struggle appearing between his brows.

He didn't expect that Godwin, who had been dead for a thousand years, still had old friends alive.

According to his understanding, except for a small number of Godwin's troops who chose to serve Godwin's child Greg, the rest of the troops chose to follow and die.

And Godwin's body is just an ancient dragon named Furshanks, which sneaks into Godwin's dream and fights against death.

He had never heard of this Reinhardt, and he had no relationship with Godwin.

The most important thing is to see that the other person is serious.

"Now, it's time to make a choice."

Reinhardt spoke indifferently and mercilessly, but the replica of the Zan Huo Tachi in his hand suddenly erupted with a whoosh, and a layer of fine flames ignited on its surface, forming a stark contrast to the coldness in his eyes.

If Dallion refused, he was ready to burn the man to ashes.

"..."

Dallion still didn't respond, but he carefully extended his hand in front of Reinhardt.

Accompanied by a burst of dust-like white particles, the curse mark of half a centipede ring floated in the palm of his hand.

Sure enough, it was this guy.

Didn’t you not take it?

"Very good, thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Dallion."

He couldn't help but sneer, and while reaching out to take half of the centipede ring, he dispersed the remaining fire sword in his hand.

The temperature in the round table hall suddenly dropped sharply and returned to its original state.

Then he turned to Nefeli and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Miss Nefeli. I have finished my work and will be leaving now."

"It's alright... But Lord Rhine, please don't return to the Round Table Hall for now. I need to discuss this matter with my foster-father. I'll bring you back here when the time is right."

"Then I'll trouble you, Miss Neferi."

After speaking to Neferi, he left the Round Table Hall through blessing.

The moment he left, Dallion's body collapsed.

No matter how hard he tried, he never expected that such a powerful being would also want to obtain the Centipede Injury Ring, but he had already decided to inform Gulange about this matter.

After all, the centipede injury ring was no small matter, and he had originally intended to hand it over to Gulanger, but he had never found the time to go there.

I didn't expect it to be snatched away today.

At the same time, in the corner of the round table hall, Roger was also silently watching all this.

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"I am the [Rebellious Sinner] Reinhardt. Halls of the Round Table, I am here to issue a warning to you—"

"Please do not disturb the sleep of [Gold] Godwin, or you will be cursed by the dead and hunted endlessly."

Reinhardt's parting words of warning reached the ears of everyone in the Round Table Hall.

Some people were curious about Godwin and didn't know who he was; some people were disdainful and ignored Reinhardt's warning and didn't take it seriously at all.

Only Dallion, slumped in his chair, understood that the man was not joking.

Even now, he still remembers the horror he just experienced.

"Godfather, Lord Reinhardt..."

In the room, after Reinhardt left, Nefeli hurried here to look for Sir Baizhi.

But before she could finish, Sir Baizhi bent down and raised a hand to stop her from speaking. After a few seconds, Sir Baizhi's eyes slowly moved away from the map unfolded on the table.

He raised his head and looked at his adopted daughter.

"Neferi, my daughter, no more words are needed."

"I already know what happened between Reinhardt and D."