Spear and Cross

Yulia Moxi fell on the ground weakly, only his weak breathing showed that he was still alive.

His long silver hair was scattered on the ground, like spreading moonlight.It should have been an extremely beautiful picture, but the moonlight was stained with spots of blood. He was lying in the center, as weak as a butterfly with broken wings.His blood-stained white robe was cut many times by the fine wind blades, revealing the same scarred skin.

The man standing in front of him squatted down, stretched out a hand to pinch his chin, and forced him to look up at himself, with obvious desire in his eyes.

"You are so beautiful," the man said hoarsely. "Maybe I should break your limbs and lock you up here for the rest of my life as my plaything, instead of letting you go out and continue crawling on other people's beds, are you right? Yulai Ya."

There was a trace of fear in the pair of green eyes that were forced to look at him. Immediately, a white and slender hand climbed onto the man's knee, and Uriah obediently fell on his knee, saying softly: "Please don't In this way, I can bring you more, teacher."

His tone was full of obedience and respect. The man stroked the back of his neck in satisfaction, then sat down and pressed his head to his crotch.

"Perhaps you are right. Letting you climb to the position of bishop, I can get more benefits... But I am not so easy to persuade, you have to rely on your own ability to make me agree."

Uriah raised the corners of her lips and smiled, leaning over to serve him.

He has long been used to this kind of life, ever since he was brought to the temple.As long as he can pay a certain price, he can get what he wants.

Priest Jill Alfred, who rescued him from the fire and brought him into the temple, was his teacher. He knew his details, knew almost all his secrets, and held him firmly in his hands like a puppet on a string. inside.In order to keep his secret, Uriah has no choice but to become a beautiful plaything in his hands and serve him.

Maybe he can get rid of Jill one day, but this experience will surely become his most humiliating memory.

Because of Jill's recommendation, he successfully became the youngest bishop in the history of the temple, and he had access to more and more spell books, and even Jill could no longer fully control his actions.He plunged into the sea of ​​spells like a thirsty fish, trying to make himself more powerful through learning.

He is getting stronger and stronger, but because he is good at curse spells, he has not been able to get more opportunities. This is his talent, and it is also a stumbling block for him to climb up.

"If I knew from the beginning that you were a good seed for the curse, I wouldn't have brought you to the temple." One day Jill suddenly said, "'Degenerate Land' is more suitable for you than the temple, there are many people like you Same pretty kid."

Uriah stood behind him with no expression on her face.He knew what Jill meant by "like you" and was angry about it, but he didn't show it.

Jill has been in secret contact with the leader of the "Fallen Land" all these years, and he knows it all, and Jill didn't mean to hide him, so the leader wrapped in black robes also communicated with him.Ulea guessed that he was a lich. Although he had been using various spells to disguise himself, some flaws were still exposed. He didn't probe further, but the leader threw an olive branch at him.

Of course these Jills don't know, and naturally they don't know that Uriah has made an agreement with the other party that as long as he can get rid of Jill, he can replace Jill and reach a new deal with "Fallen Land".

But Uriah couldn't find a chance to get rid of Jill until the day when a new battle priest was elected.

After several times of voting, the priests came out of the room one after another. Uriah stood outside the door. After seeing Jill's expression, her heart sank suddenly.

"You didn't recommend me," he greeted him calmly, followed Jill respectfully, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear when approaching him, "is that right?"

Jill walked ahead without changing his expression, and even greeted other priests passing by, ignoring him.

Ulea knew that he hadn't mentioned himself at all. For such a long time, he was already very familiar with the meaning of Jill's expression.He followed Jill calmly, saluted the other priests politely, but countless thoughts flashed through his mind at the moment of bowing.

"Uriah."

Sasha, who was promoted to bishop at the same time as him, came out of the room of the chief priest and happened to meet them head-on.Sasha stopped Jill after saluting, and seemed to have something to say: "If you have time now, can we talk?"

Yuria hesitated a little, but stopped in her tracks.

In terms of age, although Sasha is five years older than him, he is quite influential among this group of young bishops. He looks gentle and handsome, and he is usually very kind. much better.Because of this, Ulea once regarded him as her biggest competitor.But Sasha was later transferred to another place to garrison. After he left the imperial capital, Uriah gradually lowered his vigilance against him—but why did he return to the imperial capital at this time?

Jill didn't care about his going or staying, but was quite enthusiastic about Sasha: "I didn't expect you to rush back from Roland City today. I thought it would be a few days."

"The chief priest said he had a task for me, so he came back early." Sasha nodded politely, glanced at Ulea with his dark brown eyes, and then returned to Jill without leaving a trace, "Your Excellency, this time I have to carry out the task with Ulea, can you borrow him from you for a few days?"

"Of course, he is my student, not my slave." Jill laughed, "Talk slowly, I'll go back first."

Ulea stayed where she was, watching Jill's back, and felt that she had already guessed the reason.

Sasha should be the one elected this time to take over as the battle priest.

"Ulea, nice to see you again." Sasha said after Jill left, "I have something to tell you, shall we go to the garden?"

He looked serious, not joking, maybe something important.Uriah nodded after only thinking for a moment, and followed him into the garden where there was no one else.

"Is there a problem?"

Sasha stood under the fountain in the garden. He has handsome facial features and healthy wheat-colored skin. He looks like a handsome knight in the sun. In fact, his fighting ability is indeed worthy of the title of knight— ——Before entering the temple, Sasha was an apprentice in the Royal Knights, and he did not stop practicing martial arts after he came to the temple, which is much better than the knight apprentices in the temple.

Ulea looked at him coldly, wondering what such a person wanted to say to him.

"Perhaps you have guessed it, I came back because I was voted to be the new battle priest." After a moment of silence, Sasha said after deliberation, "In fact... before I was called back, I always thought that I was elected It will be you."

"Are you humiliating me from the victor's perspective?" Ulea interrupted him blankly, "Or, you feel sorry for me, are you sympathizing with me?"

"Of course not." Sasha didn't care about his tone, and even extended a hand to him, making a suggestion with a sincere expression.

"I want to cooperate with you. If you agree, maybe I can realize your wish for you."

From Ulea's point of view, this was clearly a trap.

For a proud man like Sasha, the position of the battle priest is already in his pocket, and there is no need for him to cooperate with the loser.Even as long as he wanted, after getting the priest ring, he could transfer the disliked losers away at any time, or let them disappear quietly.

But Sasha proposed cooperation to him.

"I don't have any wishes, even if I have, it's impossible for you to fulfill." He was unmoved, ignoring Sasha's outstretched hand, "If you just want to say this, then I don't think we have anything to talk about .”

"But I know what your wish is." Sasha smiled slowly and whispered, "You want to kill him, right?"

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"I believe you understand. If you want to realize this wish, maybe you can come to me tonight."

Sasha shows Uriah something.

"Why do you have this?" Yulia opened his eyes wide, and took the dilapidated and yellowed notebook from his hand, as if it would be shredded into pieces of paper in a second, "Apochev's notebook, I still have it. I thought it was already lost..."

"I found it in an underground ruin in Roland City, where Apochev used to be a research laboratory." Sasha smiled, "I thought you would be happy to accept this gift, so I brought it back."

The alarm sounded in Yulia's heart, and he opened the book pretending not to care, and then closed the notebook, "This kind of curse master's notebook should be handed over to the chief priest and locked in the altar, it should not be used. "

"Okay Ulea, we don't speak dark words. This notebook is a tool I gave you to fulfill your wishes." Sasha didn't mean to take it back at all. He stood in the middle of the room with his hands behind his back, darkly The bright lights cast a strange shadow on his face, "If you don't want it, then I'll give it to someone else. In short, it won't be sent to the chief priest, understand?"

He is threatening Uriah, but it has to be said that both the diary itself and the hidden meaning in his words are quite attractive to Uriah.

"...what do you want from me?" he asked.

"It's very simple." Sasha motioned him to get closer, then lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "I want you to kill Gilbert Hasares for me."

"Who?"

"Gilbert Hasares, it's Gil Alfred's name before he entered the temple, don't you even know?" Sasha's eyes were full of smiles, "Hasares, but Dominion A family friend of the Prey family."

Uriah suddenly looked up at him like a lightning strike.

"I don't think I need to say any more?" Sasha gently held his chin with his index finger, and pressed a kiss on it, "Ulea, you will do it, right?"

Half a month later, Priest Jill Alfred died in a secret mission, and surprise and panic swept the entire temple.

"Who can kill a priest without anyone noticing?"

"You know, Priest Jill brought three bishops with him..."

"Goddess, please bless your most devout people, and please let Priest Jill leave the world safely and accompany you by your side—"

"I heard that the one who killed Priest Jill was the gray shadow assassin from the 'Fallen Land', could it be..."

"Shut up! Stop talking! Bishop Moxi is here!"

"..."

Ulea walked past several whispering priests, with obvious sadness and loss on his face. He heard what they were talking about, and remembered Jill's expression before he died, and felt that his heart was full of joy, even more than It was even more difficult to suppress when Dompre and old Moxie were burned, like a cluster of free-growing flames, which began to burn blazingly.

But after turning the next corner, the flames were suddenly doused with cold water and extinguished.

Sasha stood at the door of his room, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Uriah."

Did he come to get that notebook back?Or do you have other requirements?

Yulia thought of the scene where he kissed her earlier, a feeling of nausea surged in her heart, and she almost turned around and left.

Why does he have to rely on these means to get what he deserves?Why did these disgusting people get what he had tried so hard to get without any effort?

He tried not to show displeasure on his face, opened his door to let Sasha in, and then locked the door behind his back.

"Your Excellency, Battle Priest, what can I do for you?"

The priest's ring on Sasha's left index finger is extremely eye-catching, Ulea thought, that should belong to me, I have paid so much for this ring——

"Yulia, I have fulfilled your wish for you, now is it your turn to repay me?"

He looked up and met Sasha's eyes.

Sasha stretched out his left hand and gently stroked the silver hair on the back of his neck, his movements were as meaningful as his eyes.

Ulea had no choice but to bow his head and pay the price for what he wished for.

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