Spear and Cross

After Hampton left, Fraxis arranged for Lilian and went to the large square where the ceremony was held alone.Several bishops who entered the venue with him looked at him with puzzled eyes, so Fraxis guessed that the news of his suspension should not have been fully announced.

He entered the arena from the side aisle in a low-key way, without attracting too many people's attention, and sat down on the edge of the bishop's seat consciously.After sitting down, he looked up to see where the priests were, and found that Priest Moxi had returned and was whispering something with Priest Alunka.Seeming to have caught his gaze, Priest Moxi looked over and smiled kindly at him.

Fraxis recalled some rumors he had heard. Priest Moxi had the reputation of "the emerald on the goddess's laurel crown" when he was young. Come on, this title is still convincing.

He still couldn't understand why the other party wanted to frame him. Judging from the content of the Moxi priest's file recounted by Hampton, he didn't find any conflicts with him.Was he missing something, or was there something that wasn't recorded in the file?He doesn't know.

The handwriting on the two scrolls seemed familiar. Maybe he could borrow a record of the morning meeting for comparison. Priest Moxi has been the recorder of the morning meeting all year round, and there must be his notes in the record.

If possible, Fraxis actually didn't want to doubt his colleagues, but the other party was relentless and seemed unwilling to let him down from the position of the battle priest, so he didn't need to worry too much.

Looking at the time, there was still a quarter of an hour before the ceremony started, and he estimated that it was enough for him to go to the archives, so Fraxis got up and left the venue.

"Priest Moxi?" Priest Alunka reminded in a low voice, "What did you say about Miss Hathaway's condition?"

"...It's nothing, I'm glad she has a chance to recover, Earl Hathaway must be very happy." Priest Moxi looked in the direction of the entrance of the square, with a subtle expression on his face, he took a sip of tea from the cup in front of him , Changed the subject and continued chatting with Priest Alunka.

The bishop on duty in the archive room quickly took out the minutes of the morning meeting, but Fraxis could not borrow it due to his current authority, so he could only write it down with the imaging spell in the reading room.

It doesn't matter, anyway, he only needs to compare the handwriting, and the imaging spell is the same.Moreover, the records of the morning meeting were not allowed to be modified, and he was not worried that Priest Moxi would revise the notes in private.

Under the watchful eyes of the bishop, Francis wrote down the minutes of the morning meeting for nearly half a year, and then returned the records to him: "Thank you, it was really helpful."

"You're welcome, it's just my job." The middle-aged bishop put away the record book, saw that he was about to leave, and stopped him again, "Your Excellency Faronard!"

Fraxis stopped and looked back at him: "Is there anything else? The ceremony is about to start, and I have to hurry there as soon as possible."

"I heard that you were accused of cursing and killing... I hope you can be cleared of the suspicion as soon as possible."

"..." Fraxis was startled, then smiled, "Thank you for your trust, I will work hard."

He returned to his previous seat, and sat down calmly under the puzzled eyes of the bishops—the ceremony was about to begin, and he had already attracted almost everyone's attention when he entered the venue at this time.A brown-haired bishop next to him approached puzzledly, lowered his voice and asked, "Your Excellency, why do you...?"

"There is no particular reason, don't worry about it." Fraxis smiled at him reassuringly, and replied with the same volume, "You will know soon, calm down first, and prepare to pray."

The opening of the ceremony was very quiet, not only the invited king and several grand dukes, but even the civilians outside the square did not make a sound. All the priests participating in the ceremony stood up under the leadership of the chief priest and faced the people at the top of the steps of the square. The Goddess of Light began to pray silently.

The statue of the god is carved from Okroma white jade, which is not eroded by wind and rain, and it is difficult for external forces to damage it. Since the temple headquarters was completed in this city hundreds of years ago, she has been standing at the top of the 350 steps. , benevolently looking down on everyone.The place where she stands is at the top of the steps. It is an altar, which is always guarded by Templars. Ordinary people are not allowed to approach it. Only during the New Year and other ceremonies, the chief priest will take eleven priests to the altar. The long steps lead to the inside of the altar.

Therefore, some people have always jokingly said that climbing up step by step from ordinary priests in the temple is like climbing up these long steps. Only when you climb to the top can you have the opportunity to stand on the highest point of the steps.

Fraxis was supposed to walk up that flight of steps with them, but he missed this chance, possibly the only chance of his life, to ascend the altar at the Temple's Centennial ceremonies.

He watched the chief priest and the ten priests climb the steps together, turning a blind eye to the eyes of the people around him secretly falling on him, and even had a smile on his face.

Eleven priests stood on the top of the altar, forming a circle around the goddess statue, and at the same time cast the blessing spell, countless golden light spots scattered from their fingertips, and fell like snowflakes.

The civilians around the square raised their heads in surprise, scrambling to catch those dots of light, Fraxis also reached out to catch one of the golden dots, the warmth kissed his fingertips, and then disappeared without a trace.He smiled and put his hands down like nothing had happened.

These light spots have no obvious effect on him, but if they fall on weak civilians, they will feel their mental and physical exhaustion swept away.The blessing spells of the temple are still sacred and rare for commoners. Most of them may not have the opportunity to receive individual blessings and baptisms in their lives. It is not easy to be affected by the blessing spells at the ceremony.

Fraxis understood this, and he took two steps back so that the civilians behind him could receive more light spots.He could feel that someone on the altar was looking at him. Although he concealed it well, he was still noticed.He didn't know what the other party wanted to see. If it was loss and unwillingness, he would definitely return home disappointed.

Hampton stood at the entrance of the square, his eyes shifted from his back to the altar, and he understood why the priests peeked at Francis.In his impression, since the establishment of twelve priests in the temple, this is the first time that only eleven priests have been on the altar during the Centennial Ceremony. If he hadn't been framed for murder, Fraxis should be on the altar now .

I don't know what Fraxis is thinking now, Hampton stared at a certain point on the altar and thought, even he felt sorry for him.

There was no need to concentrate in the second half of the ceremony, Fraxis took the opportunity to leave the square, avoided the crowd and returned to his room.He had just opened the imaging ball, and was about to display the contents of the morning meeting record book that he had written down, when there was a knock on the door.

Hampton slipped into the room through the crack of the door, and handed him a bag of snacks from the kitchen: "You disappeared in a blink of an eye. What new clues did you find?"

"I wrote down the minutes of the morning meeting, and I'm going to compare the handwriting."

Fraxis took the snack and put it aside, activated the visualization spell, and the contents of the morning meeting record book appeared on the parchment he had laid out in advance.He took out two scrolls, carefully compared the writing on them, raised his eyebrows after confirming that they were correct, and closed the imaging ball.

"The handwriting of the same person."

"So it's really Moxie?" Hampton folded his arms and leaned aside, not surprised by his conclusion. "In this case, what are you going to do? Report to the chief priest?"

Fraxis glanced at him, his tone full of helplessness: "Chief knight, don't you think the chief priest doesn't know?"

"what?"

"Although he may not know everything, the chief priest should have noticed it a long time ago." He pushed away Hampton who was blocking his way, took out a plate to fill out the snacks, and then opened Lilian's box, and the little lady lightly Jumped into his arms from inside, and was caught by him, "He hinted at me a long time ago... Although I didn't think he was hinting at me at that time, so I was unprepared, but now I think about it. I gave a lot of hints, but I ignored them."

Hampton gave Lilian a snack, deeply feeling that people who can become priests are monsters, and their brains probably have dozens of twists and turns than others.

"So I can't report to the chief priest. Even if I go, it's useless. He probably won't interfere." Fraxis shook his head, stuffed Lilian into Hampton's arms, and brushed his chest with his free hand. Snack crumbs in front of him, "I've got to figure this out myself."

Lilian ate the snack until he was covered in crumbs, but she didn't know it. She just felt that she was rejected by her master. She snorted heartbrokenly, turned her head to seek comfort from Hampton, and rubbed the remaining crumbs on the bed. his chest.

The knight commander watched his snow-white coat being rubbed with crumbs and oil, and felt that he had been framed by Fraxis.

"Then what should we do? Do you want to go to him directly?"

"If he doesn't make the next move, I don't plan to pursue it any further." Fraxis's handsome face showed no expression. He put away the vision ball and the two scrolls together, and then began to boil water to make tea, his tone It's as normal as a chat, "If there is a follow-up...then I have to fight back with fire."

There should be a connection between Embogle and Priest Moxi, and it is not difficult to find a bridge to communicate their relationship-Flassis still remembers the childhood experience of Priest Moxi, as recorded in the file, He was especially impressed by the unexplained fire that killed his father.He didn't think in this direction before, but now he thinks the cause of the fire is easy to understand.

It is obvious that Enbogle comes from the "Land of the Fallen". The cursed daggers "Forest of Sighs" he brought are one of the symbolic weapons of the "Land of the Fallen", with different curses attached to them , the only thing in common is that they both work great.

And what is Priest Moxi good at?

Hampton raised his eyebrows and understood what he meant.

"Well, it turned out to be a combination of gutter mice and gutter mice, but one of them hid in the cat pile. After a long time, everyone regarded it as a cat."

"No matter how many years you have been a 'cat', the essence of a mouse will not change." Fraxis poured boiling water into the teapot, stirring up a burst of steam with the fragrance of tea, "If someone catches Can it continue pretending to be a cat without its mouse tail?"

There were no accidents at the ceremony, and it was so peaceful that the Knights, who had been facing an enemy before, complained that they were deceived by the Knight Commander.Hampton also didn't expect that nothing happened. Although this is a good thing, there is always something wrong.

"Perhaps he didn't intend to do something about the ceremony from the very beginning." Fraxis wasn't too surprised, staring at Enbogle who was locked in the prison circle, he felt that the matter in front of him was more difficult, " Is there any way you can get him to talk?"

He stayed in the dungeon for most of the day, and tried various methods to persuade Embogle to tell him what he knew, but to no avail.It is said that the assassins trained by "Fallen Land" are as strict as a gallbladder. It seems that they are not lying. Even Enbogle, who is not so serious as an assassin, is unexpectedly difficult to deal with, making Fraxis almost They all doubted their own eloquence.

"You won't let me use lynching, what can I do?" Hampton stretched out his long legs, sat on the only chair with a big face, and stretched nonchalantly, "According to me Look, shave off all his annoying red hair, and maybe he'll cry and tell you."

Embogle in the circle could hear their conversation, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard the words. Seeing that Frasis didn't plan to do what he said, he was a little relieved.

"You have no position to torture him, and I am not qualified to torture him now. If someone finds out that we used torture to extract a confession, who do you think is more beneficial?"

Embogle sneered, "Do you think I will give in? Even if I use torture, I won't tell you anything."

Fraxis smiled, but the words that came out of his mouth didn't match his smile: "Don't worry, Viscount, when it's time to ask you something, I have a hundred ways to get you yield."

"Will the priests of the temple threaten prisoners like this? You detain the nobles privately, and the king will intervene sooner or later."

"Then we might as well wait and see, I don't think the king will offend the temple because of you." Fraxis approached a little closer and looked down at him condescendingly, "Don't forget, you just got married by marrying Mrs. Sai Wei." A businessman with a title—the king doesn’t mind using his title to attract wealthy businessmen to donate their assets, but he won’t fall out with the temple for a businessman.”

The king and the temple have always maintained a friendly relationship on the surface. Judging from Fraxis' understanding of him, the possibility of him turning his face for Enbogle and the temple is almost zero.

"It's you, Viscount," Fraxis bent down and looked at him, with a smile on his mouth, but the smile didn't reach the depths of his eyes, "Better to speak harshly to me, you might as well think about it first, unless you assist Besides the Mr. Black Hand behind the scenes, do you have anyone else to ask for help now?"

"Are you trying to trick me into telling you his name?" Embogle stared at a trace of his neckline with unfriendly eyes, "I'm afraid you will still be disappointed, Your Excellency."

"What nonsense are you talking to him? Let's shave his hair first, it's an eyesore to me."

Hampton rolled up his sleeves and walked forward. In his hand was a razor with a sharp blade. Enbogle couldn't move. He could only twist his neck and struggle slightly, but he easily held the back of his neck and made a gesture of the blade. He was about to draw on his head, but was stopped by Fraxis.

"Wait, I think the Viscount may not care about his hair as much as you hate his red hair, why don't we switch places." Fraxis took out a pair of gloves from his body and put them on, and gently moved them from Hampton's hand. Ree took the razor and pressed Embogle's forehead, forcing him to look up.

"You...what do you want?" The blade swayed brightly in front of his eyes, reflecting the snow-white light. Even though Enbogel thought he was very calm, there was still some vibrato in his voice.

Francis smiled and motioned for Hampton to help fix his head, and his tone was almost pleasant: "I won't use torture, don't worry, I will let you keep your eyes to identify that person."

He took the razor and reached it steadily into Embogle's eyes in horror, and then struck just as Embogle was about to scream, shaving his eyebrows clean.

In the customs of the empire, without eyebrows is regarded as losing the protection of the gods, and what the eyes see will no longer be the world they believe in.Fraxis had read a travel book before, and found that this custom was very common on the entire continent, even the "Fallen Land", where the heresy gathered without believing in the Goddess of Light, was no exception. People will be burned by the flames of light and lose the chance to return to the boundless darkness."

He didn't care what lack of eyebrows meant to Embogle, as long as it made him feel scared and uneasy.And...Embogel must be more comical without eyebrows than without hair.

Satisfied, he wiped off the hair on the blade, straightened his waist and looked at Enbogle's face, and praised: "I didn't expect the Viscount to be very handsome without eyebrows. It seems that I made a mistake."

Hampton was already falling with laughter behind him.

"You...!" Embogle was so angry that he couldn't speak. Seeing Hampton laughing like that, he was furious and thought of what the absence of eyebrows meant. He felt a little uneasy, so he stared viciously. Francis glanced at it, but returned a smile.

"Looks like I'm going to have to go on, doesn't it? After all, having no eyebrows is a pain in the ass, maybe I should shave something else before you think it's a better idea to say that person's name."

Hampton glanced at Embogle, who had lost his eyebrows, and felt that Mr. Noble was really flattering when he used his mocking ability on people other than him.

They still didn't ask Embogle anything in the end. Fraxis originally wanted to scare him more, but staying in the dungeon for too long could easily attract attention, so he finally gave up on this plan.

Since the ceremony lasted until early this morning, the temple is still quiet, and there are fewer people walking on the road than usual.Fraxis received a message from Durand at the door, and felt a little headache after hearing it.

He was unable to go to the altar yesterday. Although it was impossible for Durand to join in the excitement of the festival, the news reached him immediately.With Durand's personality, it was not easy for him to persist until the end of the ceremony to ask why.

"What's wrong?" Hampton asked.

"It's nothing, my elder brother is coming to see me for afternoon tea." Fraxis rubbed his eyebrows and whispered, "You go back first, he will probably stay here until the evening, don't ask what is the ceremony yesterday?" What's going on, he won't leave easily."

Understanding what he meant, Hampton nodded, "Then I will leave first, and you will come to me when you need help?"

Fraxis carried Lilian out of the box, and waved his hand to signal that he could go.

Hampton refused to leave just like that. He stood still and waited for him to catch up with a smile: "What should I do? I suddenly don't want to leave."

"..." Fraxis looked at him helplessly, "Chief Knight, I'm not in the mood to joke, Durande is very difficult, I have to spend time thinking about how to deal with him."

It is impossible for him to tell Durand directly that he was framed several times by the priest of Moxi, and he was suspended from his post and could not even go to the altar-this is too shameful, and Durand will definitely tell their father , He didn't want this matter to reach his father's ears.

The only way to conceal the matter was to obscure its seriousness and persuade Durand not to tell his father.But Durand is not easy to fool, his intuition is much sharper than most of the people that Fraxis knows, and he is not a fool, how can Fraxis, who has even taken away the priest's ring He has no clue yet.

"I'm not joking with you, I just want to ask for a small reward." Seeing that he was having a headache, Hampton took two steps forward, took the "reward" by himself, and kissed Fraxis on the corner of his mouth , and then left with more than enough meaning, "Good luck, baby."

Lilian snorted dissatisfied, she was hurt by Fraxis touching her hand.

Durand came very quickly. Before Hampton had gone far, he knocked on the door of Francis's room. After entering the door, he was first attracted by Lilian who was walking in the room.

"... Peg Beast? Where did you get it?"

"The Viscount Embogle in the dungeon lent it to me, and it seems that there is no need to return it to him." Francis put the tea set on the table, first poured him a cup of tea, and then took out a can Nectar was placed beside her, "Her name is Lilian, she helped me a lot."

This is the truth. After all, if Embogle hadn't sent Lilian to him in a ostentatious manner, let alone Alvira, maybe even he would have died from the curse on the dagger.

Lilian walked up to Durand's side, circling around his legs, her big fluffy tail brushed against his trousers, looked up at him tentatively, and purred softly in her throat.Durand looked down at her expressionlessly, and commented: "The coat color is very good, the Gege beast is now priceless, and it should make a lot of money if it is sold."

The hair on the little lady's tail exploded, and she quickly fled from him.

"Don't scare her, Lilian is very good, I don't plan to sell her." Fraxis shook his head, and sat down opposite him, "What do you want me to do?"

It's good that he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned this question, Durand's face immediately pulled down.

"What happened to the ceremony yesterday? I heard that only eleven priests went to the altar."

"It's just an accident. I have something to deal with, so I suspended the duties of the priest..."

"Don't make up lies to deceive me, Francis, you know that you can rarely deceive me." Durand said coldly.

"Okay." Fraxis sighed, with helplessness written all over his face, "I was involved in a murder case, so in order to avoid suspicion, I proposed to suspend myself."

Durand frowned: "The one in the civilian area? I heard that it was the spread of the epidemic, and I always thought there was a problem. It turned out to be a murder?"

"Well, the murdered civilians have had contact with me, so I can't continue to participate in the follow-up of this matter." Fraxis vaguely brought up the situation of Laing, and only picked part of the result and said, "It just happened to happen. When it comes to the ceremony, I proposed the suspension myself, so don't worry about me."

Durand stared at him for a long time, but he didn't fully believe his words: "...I think you still have something to hide from me. It's just a murder incident, and it's impossible to force the temple priest to resign."

"The number of casualties is too high. I once rescued the murdered civilians. I was the last person he contacted before leaving the temple and returning to the civilian area. Now there is no way to clear the suspicion. I can only suspend my duties first." Si confronted his scrutiny bravely, showing sincerity on his face, but he was trying to patch up his own story in his heart, "I can't divulge some details, but the temple attaches great importance to this matter, Durand, I do it for my own good."

His elder brother is like a vigilant and careful dog, and will not let go of any noteworthy details. He doesn't know how to explain it other than moving out of the temple—how did Rein kill him? Durand just needs to investigate a little He will guess the inside story, and he can't lie about it.

Durand nodded dubiously, then glanced at Lilian who was lying on his lap, and asked with interest: "Why is Enbogle who gave you the Gege beast in the temple dungeon? This can always be said Alright."

"No, this is also one of the pieces of information that cannot be leaked." Fraxis immediately rejected him.

"You are a little flustered. It seems that this person is very important." Durand smiled and did not continue to ask, but said, "Anyway, I can check it myself, so I won't force you to tell me."

Few people knew about the relationship between Embogle and Laing, and Fracis was not very worried. On the contrary, he was relieved that Durand did not continue to ask.

He watched Durand add two spoonfuls of nectar to the tea, just as he was about to remind him that this pot of nectar was sweeter than ordinary nectar, and he didn't need to add too much, when there was a knock on the door.

"Your Excellency, Miss Hathaway is awake. Priest Alunka asked me to invite you over."

"Alvira?" Durand glanced at Francis.

"Well, I have to go and see her, do you want to come together?" Fraxis stood up, "The curse on her body has been removed, but I didn't expect to wake up so soon."

"She is your fiancée, I don't need to see her." Durand shook his head, took a sip from his teacup, "You go, I'll leave after drinking tea, remember to come back when I have time Go home and see father."

The last sentence was obviously his focus, Fraxis nodded helplessly and agreed.

He could understand why his father wanted him to go home, and why Durand reminded him of it obliquely.Father's title needs to be inherited, but neither Durand nor he has any intention of inheriting the title. Royle even gave up the qualification to inherit the title. I don't know where to go to practice. Father cares about this Things can be forgiven.

As for Durand, he just wanted to leave this tricky title to his younger brothers.As early as many years ago, he showed his resistance to the title. After forming his own caravan, he rarely stayed in the imperial capital for a few days a year. If Fraxis had not entered the temple, the current heir said Maybe it has been thrown on him by Durand.

In fact, part of the reason why Fraxis left the Magic Research Institute was indeed related to inheriting the title-he also had no interest in the duke title.Although he got along like a fish in water among the nobles, he didn't like this way of communication. In contrast, he was more interested in hiding in the temple to improve his knowledge and strength.

However, when he first joined the temple, he had no idea that he would be framed inexplicably, get caught in a series of traps, and end up in such a mess.

He left Durand alone in the room, walked towards the medical area with the pastor who delivered the message, and asked as he walked, "How is Miss Hathaway doing?"

"It's not bad. Priest Alunka is checking her physical condition, but Miss Hathaway seems to be in a bad mood, and she is not very willing to talk." The young pastor looked at him with eyes full of admiration and regret. Lacis continued to ask and couldn't wait to speak, "Your Excellency, you will be cleared of suspicion, we all believe in you!"

Francis originally wanted to ask Alenka for a summary of Alvira's physical condition, but seeing that the other party was so proactive, he had to smile at him and thank him.

The young pastor only sent him to the door of Alvira's room and left, saying that he had to dispense medicine according to the instructions of the priest of Alenka, and Fraxis entered the door alone.

The blue healing circle was still shimmering, and Alvira was lying on it, eyes closed, in a deep sleep.Fraxis walked to the bed and looked at her face, and found that it was much rosier than when the curse was just removed. Priest Alunka was not in the room. He looked around the whole room and felt a little strange.

The chair was hastily pulled aside, and there were some accidentally dripped potions on the table. With the personality of the priest of Alunka, it is impossible to leave to do other things without cleaning up. Could it be that there is an emergency?

He walked towards the table, wanting to check the items on the table, but Alvera's weak voice came from behind: "...Flassis?"

Fraxis turned to meet her dark green eyes.

"You came to see me? I had a nightmare just now..." She coughed a few times weakly, trying to sit up, but she couldn't use the strength. Fraxis quickly helped her, and she finally He fell to the ground without a body.

"You'd better not move now, the curse has made you too weak."

Fraxis held her shoulders in disapproval, trying to make her lie down again, but Alvira was unwilling: "I want to sit and talk to you for a while."

"...Okay." Fraxis sighed, sat down beside her, and kept supporting her without daring to leave. "What do you want to say? About your illness?"

"No." Unexpectedly, Alvira shook his head, "I want to ask something else."

"Ask, I will try my best to answer you, but you have to promise me that you will lie down and have a good rest after talking for a while."

Fraxis looked at her somewhat pale cheeks, and reluctantly agreed.Alvira's body is weaker than normal, and the effects of the curse will continue until she fully recovers.At this time, rest and recuperation was the most important thing, and he couldn't let her make any mistakes—he had to return Earl Hathaway's intact daughter.

Alvira looked up at him and suddenly smiled.

"What are you nervous about? I'm not going to ask questions you can't answer."

Her smile was the same as before, like a delicate flower, as if it would be crushed if touched lightly.Fraxis looked at her with complicated eyes, feeling that he had already guessed the question she was about to ask.

"You don't want to fulfill your marriage contract with me, right? Francis." A moment later, Alvira asked softly.

Fraxis sighed, avoiding her gaze helplessly.

"...It's not that you don't want to, but that you deserve better."

"But I don't want anyone better, and there is no one better than you." Alvira grabbed his hand, his voice choked up, "I can do better, why don't you want to marry me? "

"You've just woken up, maybe we'll talk about this in a few days better."

Fraxis didn't want to talk to her about the dissolution of the engagement at this time. In his opinion, it was the best way for him to negotiate with Earl Hathaway before the earl conveyed it to Alvira.Alvira's mood swings were too great when facing him, and it was not good for his physical recovery.

"But I want to know now." The strength in Alvera's hand suddenly became stronger, and the sharp nails sank into the skin, scratching Fraxis for a while.

How could she suddenly have so much strength?

Alvira's physique has always been poor, but the strength of the hand holding him now is astonishing. Fraxis struggled, but he couldn't break free.

He turned his head to look at Alvira, and happened to meet her gaze. The next second, a dagger pierced his lower abdomen. Fraxis subconsciously pressed his hand on the wound, and blood flowed all over his hands instantly. A large area of ​​dark red was dyed on the robe.

"I know why you want to cancel your engagement with me." Alvir pulled the corner of his mouth, showing a twisted smile, and hissed, "Because you like that knight commander, right?"

Her expression was exactly the same as that of Rein who had been transformed into an undead creature. Her face was no longer rosy, but turned into a terrifying bluish white. Holding a small dagger in her hand, she had obviously lost her sanity.

Fraxis had almost no defense against her. The sharp dagger stabbed the internal organs, but he didn't have much time to deal with it. He only hurriedly cast a healing spell on himself, and then barely stood up while leaning on the wall, trying to appease Alvira .

The girl stepped on the ground with her bare feet, with a crazy expression, like a corpse crawling out of a grave, which made his heart sink suddenly.

Did the potion not work, or did someone tamper with Alvira before?

He took a few steps back along the wall, getting away from Alvira, and then met her eyes: "Alvira, calm down first, I never said that."

"But that's how you behave." Alvira's dark green eyes gradually turned scarlet, and the eyes staring at Fraxis were like beasts wounded by hunters, a little ferocious, "You think I don't know what happened? What? I know everything."

She approached a few steps, the dagger in her hand was still dripping blood: "I have liked you for so long, but you never looked at me more, Shila said it was because I was not good enough, and I have been foolishly believing her words... ..."

Sheila was her cousin, Fraxis remembered, a tall, freckled girl with a bit of a mean tongue who played with Alvira but hardly ever spoke to him.

"You are excellent, and I won't dislike you for such a reason." Fraxis was distracted by the severe pain in his abdomen, but he was unable to treat himself. The pain caused by excessive blood loss The dizziness was getting stronger and stronger, but he couldn't just faint like this, "I haven't made it clear to you, let's sit down and have a good talk, shall we?"

Alvira's current state was too dangerous, and Priest Alunka didn't know where she had gone. He could only stabilize her emotions by himself, even if it was difficult.

"There's nothing to talk about, you're not going to talk to me at all." Alvira smiled, shook the dagger in his hand, and raised his chin in a demonstration, "Now you have to listen to me, I don't want to talk to you You talked."

She no longer looked like the Alvira Hathaway that Fraxis knew, with brown curly hair disheveled, standing on the ground in a white nightgown with bare feet, she gave him a smug smile, then knelt down and grabbed Hold Fraxis's hand.

She was surprisingly strong, just like the monster she met in Embogle's room, pinching his wrist tightly, and his struggle was completely useless.

"I'm going to die if this continues, Alvira." Francis sighed, and motioned Alvira helplessly to look at the wound on his abdomen, which was already soaked in blood, and the blood spread to the ground under him.