Spear and Cross

Hampton was in the dungeon, facing a resentful Embogle.

"Where should I move next?" The knight raised his eyebrows, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and looked up and down at Enbogle.The latter had several bruises on his naked upper body and several scars on his face, obviously he had been beaten more than once.

"Didn't you say that you can't use torture in private?" Embogle spat out bloody saliva, looked up at him with disdainful eyes, "Knight Commander, you are violating the temple regulations, aren't you afraid of being punished?"

Hampton waved the wooden stick nonchalantly, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "A problematic person like me who has been a headache for the temple for ten years, would he care about the punishment of being tortured in private? Viscount, you now He’s just an assassin, so he takes himself too seriously.”

He is very clear about his position in the temple. The chief priest has never cared about his unreasonable behavior for so many years. One is because his gun is still easy to use, and the temple will not be willing to lose him. ; Second, because he did not do anything to harm the actual interests of the temple, and he has not touched the bottom line.

For an assassin like Embogle from the Fallen Land, as long as Hampton can get some important information out of his mouth, even if he is killed, it will not have any practical impact.

He didn't do anything the last time he was with Fraxis, but that didn't mean he didn't want to - the red-haired kid put them together, and of course he couldn't just shave his eyebrows.

Embogle obviously understood his situation, because he did not continue to provoke, but shifted the topic to Fracis.

"Does Lord Faronard know that you tortured me privately? He may not be very happy."

Hampton's movements paused, he put down his stick, approached with interest, leaned over to Enbogle, and asked him with a meaningful smile: "Viscount, what do you mean by this?" ?”

"You tortured me without telling him, aren't you afraid that he will be angry?" Although his coercion of the strong was suddenly suppressed, Enbogel did not flinch, but met his gaze, "He will not agree with you punished."

"It seems that you think you know him well." The smile on Hampton's face deepened, and he suddenly reached out and pressed his neck hard, forcing him to lower his head, "I have to let you see your situation clearly, so Maybe--"

He shot out suddenly and punched Enbogel in the lower abdomen. The latter cried out in pain and curled up like a shrimp.

"Maybe you know how worthless you are, are you qualified to speak like this, are you right?" The knight looked down at him from a high position, and smiled viciously amidst his vomiting.

His punch hit Embogle's stomach so hard that he almost vomited out Enbogle, who hadn't been able to eat well for several days.After the beating, Hampton deliberately took a step back, preparing to avoid the filth he spit out, but was quite disappointed to find that Enbogel was not really vomited by him, but just bent down and retched a few times in pain. Sound, after spitting out a little water, there is no more text.

"It's quite durable." He stood on one side leisurely, saw Enbogel raised his head, and handed over a handkerchief considerately, but stopped before and after handing it to the other party, "Oh, I forgot, your hands are hanging."

Saying so, the knight stuffed the handkerchief back into his chest pocket.

Embogle was almost pissed off by him, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What exactly do you want to ask from me? I won't say it. The temple should execute me as soon as possible."

"Actually, I don't need to spend time with you here, because we already know who you are working with." Hampton looked at his gritted teeth, and finally had a long-lost sense of pleasure, "Now torture You, just to get revenge on you - who told you to play the whole temple around? You also accused Fraxis of murder, the acting is good, and the fallen place also manages drama teaching?"

"……you!"

"Viscount, I'm curious, what kind of drama do dark sewer rats like? Can you explain it for me?" Hampton pulled his hair and pulled him forward, with a smile on his face and hands But the force on it was as strong as pulling the reins of a startled horse, "I always thought that red-haired mice could only act as clowns, it seems that you are not an ordinary mouse."

Embogle grinned at him, but he had no ability to fight back. He could only spit bloody saliva at him, but was blocked by Hampton with his other hand. He had to smile contemptuously in regret : "You are just a poor boy from a civilian area, do you think you are a noble person?"

"Civilians and gutter rats are still different, at least they are clean." Hampton wiped the spittle on his face vigorously, and pushed his head against the stone wall behind him, and there was no idle time under his feet. Then, he stretched his legs and kicked Enbogel far away, "It seems that you didn't listen to my words, and you still don't know yourself until now."

This hit was no less severe than the punch just now, and Enbogel felt that the back of his head was so painful that he was knocked against the wall, and his arms that were hanging were almost dislocated, which was painful.He looked up at Hampton resentfully, and burst out laughing.

"Don't you also have no self-knowledge?" In addition to the indelible resentment, his eyes were full of contempt and pity, obviously the impact had taken away his reason, "Call me a rat in the gutter, but I at least Freedom, and you are nothing more than a dog in the temple!"

Hampton stretched out his hand expressionlessly and knocked him out of his madness.

Fraxis was woken up by Lilian's furry little paw, and the pain in his lower abdomen swept over him immediately after waking up. Lilian happened to sit on his wound and licked his hand when he woke up , snorted innocently.

"...Why are you here?" He frowned and hugged Lilian off his body. Without her oppression, the pain eased a little. Only then did he see clearly the wound on his lower abdomen—someone replaced her. He stopped the bleeding, and the wound that was bleeding had been wrapped in gauze, and his life was no longer in danger.

Who bandaged him?He looked around and felt that it was inexplicably familiar, so he endured the discomfort and stood up against the wall, wanting to observe the surrounding environment.

This is an empty house, which looks like the residence of a commoner family, but there is dust everywhere, obviously no one has lived in it for a long time, even the wall he is leaning against has a layer of floating dust, which has stained him with blood The soiled robes were soiled even more.

Why does he feel familiar?Gently pushing away Lilian, who was acting coquettishly next to his leg, Fraxis leaned on the wall and turned the corner, walked into a room that looked like a kitchen, and was immediately attracted by a secret door opened on the ground.

...It turned out to be here.He stopped, looked thoughtfully at the dark cellar entrance, and realized why he thought the house looked familiar.

This is the house where he and Hampton found the Undermarine phantom larva. The entrance to the cellar was pried open by Hampton, and there were still marks on the hidden door that were forcibly pried open with a dagger.Once down, they suspended the larva with binding magic, and rescued Lain from the cellar.

It was a good idea to bring him here. After all, since the Andema Phantom Butterfly was discovered and transferred to the temple, there has only been a small team of guards here. After so long, it is not surprising that the guards are lax. The risk is getting lower and lower.

The most dangerous place is also the safest place. Who would have thought that he would be taken to a place that was already under the control of the temple forces.

He squatted down and touched the ground near the entrance of the cellar, but he did not find any dust.Lilian walked up to him curiously and sniffed the smell in the cellar. She was obviously a little excited, but instead of running down impulsively, she rubbed Fraxis' calf flatteringly.Francis rubbed her head right away, showing a weak smile.

"You woke up faster than I thought. Sure enough, young people are full of energy and recover quickly."

"Priest Moxi." Fraxis turned his head to look at the kitchen door, with a smile on his face, "Thank you for bandaging me and saving my life."

The silver-haired old man stood at the door, looking the same as usual, but with a subtle expression.He stared at the blood-colored gauze on Fraxis's lower abdomen for a moment, and then slowly said: "It seems that you have already guessed that it was me, right?"

"Although I don't want to doubt you, it's true." Fraxis stood up and met his gaze, "You left few flaws, but it's enough for people to touch you. The only thing that bothers me is why you did it."

Lilian stood between them, seemingly hesitating for a moment, and finally retreated to Fraxis's legs, looking at Priest Moxi with blue eyes, raised her head and let out a soft snort.

"She likes you very much." Priest Moxi glanced at her, as if he didn't seem to care, but his tone was a little subtle, "Look, it's an enviable talent that even a monster who has only been with you for such a short time likes you so much. "

Not quite understanding why he said that suddenly, Fraxis frowned slightly, looked at the old man opposite, and did not respond.

Although he is very old, Priest Moxi looks much younger than his actual age. He is 20 years older than Fraxis' grandfather, but he does not look older than his grandfather, and his spirit is also stronger. Well, in such a situation of facing each other face to face, Fraxis can even feel the beauty and elegance of his youth.However, even though he concealed it well, the strangeness in his expression still did not escape Fraxis' eyes.

Seeing that he didn't intend to speak, Priest Moxi smiled and continued talking.

"Actually, when I saw you for the first time, I thought you were very similar to me before." His eyes fell on a certain point in the air in front of him, and he remembered something, and his eyes were a little complicated, "Young, talented, high-spirited , I want to make some achievements with my own ability..."

Fraxis was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party would start to recall the past at this time, but he was happy to see him continue like this - in that case, at least Priest Moxi would not pose a threat to his life for the time being.

He was about to quietly move a little distance to the side, but Priest Moxi's eyeballs moved at this moment, and his gaze fell on him. He changed the subject, and his tone was tinged with sarcasm: "However, with a golden heart in your mouth like you Born in Tangspoon, a child who has been pampered since childhood, must never have imagined how I climbed to this position step by step."

"Even I felt like a filthy monster crawling out of the gutter.

"I guess you should have read my file." Priest Moxi smiled, as if he didn't care about it, "There is Knight Commander Brandon serving you, even if you are suspended, you have to see that file Files are not too difficult."

Francis raised his eyebrows, but did not speak.

"I'm curious about what was written in that file." Priest Moxi glanced at him, obviously not really interested, but he still asked the question, "Can you tell me?"

"Some of the content recorded in the file is not very pleasant. I think you should be the one who knows the most. Why do you need to ask me?"

Seeing that he was staring at him, Fraxis simply leaned against the wall closest to him, the wound on his lower abdomen was still aching, but it was not wise to try to heal himself at this time, he could only save as much as possible Physical strength, in preparation for finding an escape route.

He didn't know why Priest Moxi deliberately brought up the content of his files, maybe that had something to do with the reason he targeted him, but judging from the content recounted by Hampton, he didn't find anything related to him or his family clue.

Fraxis was a little confused, but then, a seemingly unlikely but possible answer emerged from his mind.

... Could that be the reason?

"I just want to know if 'that incident' has been recorded in the file. It seems that there is not, otherwise you would not be so calm." Priest Moxi took a few steps closer, took off a ring from his left hand, and handed In front of him, "I think, you should have seen this."

Fraxis took the ring. He had never noticed the ring worn by Priest Moxi before, because in addition to the priest's ring, each priest usually wears several rings that store spells on his hands.It is bad manners for a spellcaster to stare too closely at a ring worn by another spellcaster.

There is no magic power fluctuation on the ring, it is just an ordinary gemstone ring.But Fraxis only looked down and opened his eyes wide in surprise. This ordinary gemstone ring is undoubtedly more valuable than a high-level magic ring.

"The crest of the Dompre family?"

Domenpre is one of the oldest aristocratic surnames in the empire. Almost every generation of heirs has a very high status, and they often intermarry with the royal family-the current king has a princess from the Domenpre family, who is a great beauty. Won the favor of the king.

But Priest Moxi's surname is obviously not Dompre, so where did he get this blue iris ring belonging to a member of the Dompre family?Or, who gave it to him?

Fraxis frowned. His knowledge of the Domenprey family was limited to young people of the same generation and outstanding family members, and as far as he knew, none of these people had lost their rings.

"Don't frown. You may not know the owner of this ring. After all, he is just a mediocre guy. After more than 100 years, who will remember him?" Priest Moxi smiled, and did not mean to take back the ring, " Can you guess what I mean by showing it to you? Young genius."

Fraxis rubbed the inside of the ring with his fingers, and felt two small letter notches. He lowered his eyes and looked, and found that it was the letters GD, which should be the initials of the name.

GD?According to the 100-year contact with Priest Moxi, this person should be a member of the Domenprey family who is of the same generation as him or older than him. Since the ring can fall into the hands of Priest Moxi, this person is probably dead... in line with these There were not many qualified people. Fraxis did not memorize the genealogy of the Domenpre family, but he could still remember some names of people within a few generations, and quickly selected a name that seemed relatively suitable.

"Gellahart Dompre, the great-grandfather of Princess Belicia?"

Priest Moxi was stunned. He didn't expect Fraxis to remember the name, and he laughed in surprise: "Being able to remember the name by you is something that old guy is worth boasting about."

The hatred in his eyes was so obvious that it was impossible for Francis to ignore it.As for why he harbored resentment towards the princess's great-grandfather, Fraxis also had his own guesses, but he didn't answer, just stood quietly against the wall, waiting for Priest Moxi to speak.

You know, Galahart Dompre is not only the great-grandfather of the princess, but also the head of the family of that generation. Although he died of an accident at the age of 50, he has a very good reputation in the aristocratic circle.

...Maybe he didn't die by accident, like Priest Moshi's father?

"Old Moxie was just a servant who raised a child for Galahart. Galahart seduced a commoner woman, but he was unwilling to give up his status in the family and the opportunity to marry a great nobleman. Throwing it to his henchman Moxie."

The usual kindness and peace faded from Priest Moxi's old face. Fraxis noticed that when he mentioned Gallahart's name, there would always be a mixture of hatred and joy in his eyes. There is a hint of madness.

"Mossy is a waste. He married that woman for Galahart, let her give birth to the child, and then let Galahart come to his house again and again to humiliate her. After she couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide, And took her child under the age of ten—”

His voice stopped abruptly, and it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength to endure, but Fraxis had already guessed what he hadn't said.

"...that's you, isn't it?" he whispered.

Priest Moxi neither admitted nor denied, skipping that paragraph and continued: "His child discovered his talent for magic at the age of nine, but it was not a good thing. Because at that time, curse spells were still It belongs to the range of spells that are expressly prohibited. As a "little nobleman", he will never be able to enter the magic research institute, let alone enter the temple. He doesn't know this, he only knows that he wants to take revenge on Galahart and his "father", So he often hides in the basement to practice the curse of unintentional success.

"There are some forbidden books hidden in Moxi's house. After he found out, he would always secretly look through them, but he has never been able to cast a relatively powerful attack magic. He can only practice the part about the curse in the forbidden book. The effect of the curse can only be obtained through experiments. See, so he tried once, and that time, he burned Moxie to death."

Fraxis raised his eyebrows knowingly. It seemed that his guess was correct. Priest Moxi's father did not die from an ordinary fire, but a fire caused by a curse.Apart from other factors, Priest Moxi's talent is really amazing to be able to achieve this level at such a young age without being enlightened.

Priest Moxi glanced at him, seemed a little dissatisfied with his unsurprising expression, but regained some of his usual kindness, calmed down his face, and said softly to him: "You don't seem to be surprised at all. Not surprised."

While speaking, he stretched out his left hand, gently pressed Fraxis' hand covering the wound on his lower abdomen, and interrupted his healing technique calmly, "Young man, don't worry, I have bandaged it for you Now, as long as you are obedient, I will not let you die."

Fraxis slowly let go of his hand, revealing the gauze underneath which was a little red with blood.He reluctantly raised his hand to signal that he should do nothing, and then Priest Moxi nodded in satisfaction, then recited a few incantations silently, adding a layer of restraint to him to prevent him from secretly treating himself again.

"It's nice to be young, with endless energy and countless possibilities..." His eyes fell on Fraxis's face, as if he saw something else through him, but suddenly As if electrocuted, he shifted his gaze to the dirty floor covered with dust.

His eyes contained some things that Fraxis couldn't understand, but more of them were yearning and indescribable vicissitudes. Fraxis stood there and looked at him, feeling that his eyes were old but still beautiful. His green eyes were like a pair of dusty emeralds.

Priest Moxi was a famous beauty in the temple when he was young. Fraxis was not an orthodox temple member, so he didn't know it before. He was a little surprised when Hampton told him.But now it seems that even though he is over a hundred years old, his appearance still has the handsomeness of his youth, and his temperament after precipitation is as gentle as water. Those rumors about his beauty should be true.

He suddenly wanted to know, what did these eyes look like before?How crazy is it when you are forced by your biological father and adoptive father to kill people with curses?

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Priest Moxi noticed his gaze, reached out and patted his cheek with a gentle smile on his face, "Even if you look at me like this, I won't let you go of."

Fraxis did not avoid it, and met his gaze directly.

"Compared with your tragic childhood, I am actually more concerned about the reason why you framed me. You know, neither the Dompre family nor Galahart Dompre himself have anything to do with me. Before today , he is just a name in a textbook to me."

"Oh, of course, how could you have anything to do with that dirty guy?" Priest Moxi's eyes widened in surprise, "How could you think that I did all this because of him? His hatred, as early as Decades ago, when I watched him suffer in front of me, and died in a humble way like an ant, I had finished my report, and the series of gifts I gave you have nothing to do with him."

He looked into Fraxis' eyes with a loving expression, but the words that came out of his mouth were quite different from the expression on his face.

"I just feel uneasy. I entered the temple at the age of ten. Like every child who entered the temple with me, I spent every day reciting the teachings of the temple and the teachings of the goddess. The goddess of light holds a fair scale, and the holy The temple advertises that all people are created equal, but they still collude with nobles from all over the world. If the world is really as fair as the doctrine claims, how can there be people like you?"

Fraxis frowned, and was about to speak, but Priest Moxi didn't give him a chance. It seemed that these words had been held in his heart for too long, and once he opened his mouth, he couldn't swallow them back: "Those children, most of them are Ordinary civilians or even slaves, even one or two nobles are no better than commoner children. The temple stands in the position of a benefactor, granting them the knowledge of spells or the opportunity to learn martial arts, and they will still be temples when they grow up. Service, over time, forms a cycle. But is this model really fair? Is this the fairness advertised by the temple? If so, how should people like you be counted?"

He raised his head and glanced at the frowning Fraxis with complicated eyes: "Those children who were adopted by the temple and gradually cultivated to become members of the church, when they were about to climb to the position they wanted, they were suddenly caught by another child who fell from the sky. How do you think they'll feel when a child takes away everything that should have been?"

"I think this is another kind of fairness. Nothing is absolutely fair. Being able to get something shows that this person has his own uniqueness." Fraxis did not agree with Priest Moxi's words, according to his The way of thinking, it is difficult to understand what Priest Moxi said about "everything that should have been taken away" should be thought, "What is obtained by one's own ability is fair."

"What if it is not his own ability, but determined by other things? For example, family background, or money?" Priest Moxi narrowed his eyes, "Do you think that is fair?"

"It's not fair, but it's not as unfair as you said. After all, no matter how powerful a person who only has family background and money blessings looks, this kind of strength is always not equal to his heart."

Fraxis was well aware that Priest Moxi was alluding to people like him by citing family background and money, but he was never ashamed of his aristocratic status.On the contrary, in his opinion, this is one of the most important foundations for his current achievements.

But even so, it doesn't mean that he agrees with Priest Moxi's theory.

"The so-called fairness, of course, cannot be absolute and single fairness. Some people come from a humble background, but rely on their own talents and abilities to achieve a position that others cannot match; some people come from a noble family, but because of their mediocre aptitude and poor personality, they end up dying poorly." He supported the dirty wall to make himself stand more stably, and at the same time approached the exit calmly, "Some people have talents that others don't, so they go further than others; Isn’t it fair to be mediocre, but to rely on one’s own perseverance to obtain fruits that lazy people don’t have? Everyone has a different fate, but it’s up to you to decide what the final outcome will be.”

Regarding the reason why Priest Moxi did this, Fraxis had imagined several possibilities before, but he did not expect that the one that finally came true was the most unlikely one in his opinion.

He glanced at Priest Moxi and felt that he might have never known him before.

"No one can succeed by lying still. Compared with idle but rich waste, I think poor people with pursuit are more admirable. But I don't think this is unfair. The so-called fairness can be changed by your own efforts. yes, isn't it?"

"It's too ironic to say from your mouth that you can change with hard work, Priest Falunard." Priest Moxi smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "How many people work hard all their lives can't become You are such a person, but you are here to say such things without any pain—”

"That's why I said there is no absolute fairness, isn't it?" Fraxis interrupted him, met his eyes and smiled, "Priest Moxi, everyone is an independent living body, they don't It is possible to stand at the same starting point, but it is possible to reach the end at the same time. There is no such "fairness" in this world. Just imagine, if everyone is born, grows, and dies in the same way, what will it be like scene?"

Priest Moxi didn't answer, but just stood there and looked at him. After a moment of silence, he suddenly shook his head.

"Can you guess why I do these things?" he asked.

"Guess some, but I'm not sure. After all, I haven't dared to think in this direction before today." Fraxis smiled helplessly, "Who would have thought that you would plot against me for such a reason? After all ...I'm just a rookie who has just been promoted to a priest."

"...Newcomers." Priest Moxi sneered, "A newcomer like you, with amazing talent and such a family background, I'm afraid the temple would like to have a few every year, so the speed of expansion will be much faster."

Fraxis found that he didn't seem to be afraid that he knew his mind. This kind of frankness... Is it reassurance, or is it a gamble?

"Is that why you set a trap for me?" He took a step forward, then covered the affected wound painfully, and asked with a frown, "Not only do you have a problem with me, but you also have a problem with the temple. Got a problem? But the temple took you in when you had nothing—”

Priest Moxi waved his hand suddenly, and Fraxis was forced to stop by the sudden sharp pain, which was replaced by a muffled groan.

"Accept? Hahaha, do you know how they took me in?"

The old man walked in front of him, rolled up the sleeve of the robe on his left hand, and showed most of his arm in front of him, with an undisguised hatred and madness on his face: "Those pious 'Goddess Walkers' said they wanted to take me in." , let me have a chance to step into the light, everyone pretends to be a saint on the surface, but in their hearts they are the same as Galahart Dompre!"

On his bare arms were criss-cross whip marks, some of which had faded to the point of disappearing over time, but there was still an obvious mottled feeling intertwined on the old man's shriveled skin.Fraxis frowned at the scars, then looked up at Priest Moxi in disbelief.

"Those priests who brought you into the temple..."

"In their eyes, I'm just a pretty little thing with a bit of talent." Priest Moxi smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, retracted his arm, and the disgust on his face when he lowered his sleeves was clear at a glance, "After entering the temple, Five years, my life is not much different from that in Moxi’s house, can you imagine? Have you ever seen such a shameful thing for a genius born once in a few hundred years and a nobleman with a golden spoon in his mouth?”

Fraxis shook his head: "Although I know there will be such a poor person, I have never seen it."

He glanced at Priest Moxi's arm covered by the sleeve of his robe, and after imagining how many such marks would be on the other party's body, he suddenly felt a little sympathetic to him.

"In fact, these are nothing, after all, I have lived a similar life for several years when I was younger." Priest Moxi's eyes fell on his left hand, which only wore the space ring, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes Emotions, "At the age of 18, I became the youngest bishop of the temple at that time, thinking that I had completely got rid of this kind of life. At that time, I still had hope for the temple, imagining that I could be like you today, standing against the genius All the way up the halo, he became a battle priest at his peak..."

His voice suddenly sank, Fraxis raised his eyebrows, remembering that he had heard a rumor, combined with the contents in the file, now he can confirm its authenticity.

Priest Moxi was also a contender for the battle priest when he was young, and he was less than 30 years old when he competed with several other bishops for this position. He was already considered a very outstanding young man in the temple at that time.But in the end, the last battle priest won this competition. Only the head priest knew the reason. However, there have been rumors that the reason why Priest Moxi failed was because he was good at curse spells.

The representative of the goddess of light is good at using dirty and corrupt curse spells, which sounds a bit ironic - the person who told him this rumor said with a smile.

Capturing the clarity on his face, Priest Moxi did not continue, but changed the topic to another direction: "A few years ago, I reached a cooperation with the 'Fallen Land', which was originally implemented very smoothly , I didn’t expect such an accident to happen to you.”

"You mean Embogle?" Francis asked.

"I just placed a pawn in the empire for them, and correspondingly, they poured sewage into the temple for me. This is very fair. I just didn't expect you to suddenly fight such a beautiful battle in Thorn City. All the young bishops squeezed in."

"The young bishop who was originally expected to take over as the battle priest..." Fraxis recalled the possible candidates, and picked out a name uncertainly, "Julian?"

Priest Moxi smiled: "He looks a lot like me when I was young, but unfortunately, only the face - I thought you were a bit like me, but I didn't expect you to be nothing like me."

"I don't think so either. We are two different types of people." Fraxis nodded in agreement, "At least when I suffer from such a thing, I will choose a different path from you."

In his opinion, Priest Moxi's going to this point has a lot to do with his own personality. He could have avoided such a result, but he chose darkness again and again.

"So you see, this is the biggest difference between us." Priest Moxi looked around the dilapidated room for a week, and mentioned what happened here, "It's like you and Brandon rescued Rein from here... ...If it were me, I would first be wary of whether this person might be a trap set by the enemy, but you made the decision to give up the larva and rescue him in such a short period of time."

"I thought this was a basic requirement for myself as a priest."

Priest Moxi shook his head with a smile: "How grand and obedient, what if the person you rescued is a villain with many crimes?"

"It's not something that would be my first concern in that situation."

"You are really kind, with amazing talent, outstanding ability, and a kind heart." Priest Moxi's smile became more ironic, "Look, they all say that you are the most perfect representative of the goddess. As such a person, you Don't you admit that it's unfair? A person like you, who has been worshiped by others since birth and spent his whole life wearing a halo, still has the qualifications to talk about 'fairness'..."

"So you want to sanction me yourself?" Fraxis' complexion became worse and worse. He stood against the wall with one hand behind his back, but the expression on his face changed slightly, "Use Your own means?"

Priest Moxi nodded.

"If I can't make you fall from heaven to hell, then the world is really unfair."

He murmured in a low voice, not sure if he was talking to Francis or talking to himself.

And at the moment when he was distracted, Francis suddenly moved.