Chapter 210 You are so beautiful, let’s stay here for now
It’s dead of night.
In the study, the dim butter lamp emits halo, reflecting the sleepy face of the beautiful girl.
Gray propped up her cheeks and stared at the densely packed small words on the book. She felt that the ink writing gradually twisted and flew up, turning into mosquitoes surrounding her ears.
"Yeats should have fallen asleep a long time ago." Gray yawned, "I will also take a rest and wait until tomorrow to see what happens."
Gray closed the scroll, revealing a black leather and gold-gilded scripture, and wrote the "Collection of Teaching Orders".
Recently, Gray has been studying the jurisprudence within the church.
The church has its own court, the Codex, which is an independent judicial system. All cases involving the interests of the church are heard by the church court.
Due to the lack of supervision of power, there are by no means a few cases of favoritism within the church. However, some particularly egregious cases with solid evidence will be handled by the church in accordance with the law in order to maintain a positive image in front of the public.
Even the presiding judge of the Inquisition will be deprived of his identity and excommunicated if he commits clear evil deeds. The decrees that impose judgments mainly come from the Holy Book and this "Book of Decree" want".
Gray was convinced that his insights in canon law were no less than those of monks who were proficient in legal laws.
This has to be attributed to Yeats.
If he hadn't gotten this obscure law book from nowhere, he wouldn't have had to read it so hard... Gray rubbed his sleepy eyes and felt a little depressed in his chest for some reason.
As if something bad was about to happen.
“With Teacher Candela telling the truth, could there be a more powerful enemy than him?”
Gray nodded confidently.
“As a guard, I just need to protect Yeats.”
“If I can find that mistletoe as soon as possible, I can go home earlier!”
Gray is one of the few people Yeats can completely trust, so she has been told about the mistletoe and the apostle's curse, and also talked about the legend of the Silver Mistle Sword in detail.
It was an ominous sword that would lead the gods to destruction. It was transformed from the branches of a small mistletoe tree that grew in an unnoticed corner.
It is said that in the last era, the God of Darkness killed the God of Light with this sword. Since then, the Zhongting Continent has ushered in a three-year long winter. For three years, there has been no other season except winter, and all life has It was dilapidated and withered in the cold winter, which was an extremely terrible disaster called 'Finbul Winter'.
Winter will eventually end, but what will come after the disaster is an even greater disaster. After the winter of Finbul, there is no time to mourn for the dead. What will soon usher in is the death of the gods. dusk.
Not only humans, but many gods with names also fell in this Ragnarok. Afterwards, a new world was born and ushered in the Holy Calendar Era. This is what the humans in the atrium are familiar with. One of the creation myths.
It can be said that the Silver Sword heralds the arrival of Ragnarok.
Gray has always been dubious about this kind of legend. After all, the church has a completely different version of the story about creation.
But at that time, Yeats was telling the truth and jokingly said that if he could get the Silver Sword, he might be able to stab the apostles into skewers, and Gray secretly took note of this.
On a summer night, the windows and doors are closed, there is no wind, the heat is unbearable, and I feel drowsy.
Gray stood up and stuffed the black-covered and gilded scriptures back into the bookshelf. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Huh? It's time, Yeats, are you awake?"
Gray opened the door, but there was no one at the door. She lowered her head and saw a black poodle standing there. At the door, his tail was wagging, and his eyes hidden in thick curly hair were like a pair of black pearls.
The curly-haired dog has a particularly cute appearance. In Yeats's previous life, it was called the Bichon Frize. It was introduced to France as early as the 16th century.
Gray, however, sensed a sinister and terrifying aura under this cute appearance, and immediately scolded:
"Evil monster! Do you think you can hide it from me? Come on now, "Reveal your true form!"
At this time, in front of Gray's eyes, a beautiful illusion appeared: stars twinkled in the night, vines were in bud, and piles of grapes turned into fine wine, forming a wine river that skirted the verdant hills. , leading to the middle of a lake where fairies are singing...
While Gray was in a trance, the black poodle gradually expanded and turned into a red-skinned devil dressed as a gentleman.
The red devil wears black clothes embroidered with gold thread, a satin cloak, a hat with rooster feathers, and holds a black cane like a sword.
"What a vigilant and knowledgeable wise man. Looking at this bookcase full of classics and his eyes that can see the truth really makes me ecstatic." The red devil is like the protagonist of an opera, "My friend, you are... He is the wise man I am looking for, and I can’t wait to share the beauty with you!”
However, a hint of alertness flashed in Gray’s eyes.
She had already broken away from the illusion, secretly observing this uninvited guest, and suddenly shouted:
"Snowy owl, beat it!"
Three arcane missiles were shot from outside the door, with majestic arcane energy surging in them. As if being favored by Minerva, the mana in the magic network boiled violently!
The red devil was surprised. He never thought that there would be a magic god chosen here! He had experienced the power of the Magic God Chosen and suffered a lot at the hands of the mage named Merlin, so he had no intention of fighting at all.
"Please wait a moment, my friend, I have come to tell you something important."
The red devil spoke, his body became insubstantial, and arcane missiles ejected from his body It passed through, and when it was about to hit Gray, it dissipated into crystal blue light spots.
A snow-white owl flapped its wings and flew in front of Gray, staring at the red devil with wary eyes.
This kind of control over mana made the Red Devil secretly frightened. Is the Magic God's Chosen a beast? Isn't it really the transformation of some archmage?
"The changes in the world are really confusing, but the rules are the rules, and I have to abide by them seriously." The red devil muttered in a low voice.
"Only a devil believes you!"
Gray and Snow Owl share the same hatred and cross their arms: "You are clearly the devil from hell!"
The devil and the devil are not yet Likewise, the former is lawful evil, usually likes to make deals with humans, and will strictly abide by the contract.
In Yeats's words, there is a strange spirit of contract.
Devils often do not like head-on battles, but will try their best to lure humans into corruption. Demons mostly like killing and are the mortal enemies of humans.
The sudden intrusion of this devil made Gray wary of Dasheng. She secretly sent a message to Yeats, but the magic network was blocked and could not be transmitted, which made her tighten her grip on the axe.
Gray secretly thought, Herod can smash the devil to death with a chessboard, so I can perform a craniotomy on the devil. It won’t be a problem!
The red devil put his hat on his chest, leaned forward and said:
"Yes, I am indeed a devil, but I am willing to be your humble servant, just for you to agree to my small request -"
Phew!
Gray threw the axe.
The red devil's body became insubstantial, allowing the flying ax to pass through it, and he continued calmly:
"That is to participate in a trial. If I can pass it, I am willing to give the legendary Silver The sword of ashes, presented with both hands.”
The flying ax whirled around, nailing the red devil's back firmly. He looked normal and said calmly:
"It's a very good axe, but don't throw it around. It's not good to hit flowers and plants." "Please use that trick again." Gray scratched his head.
“Okay.”
“Gu!” (You two are quite polite!)
The red devil's body disappeared, and the flying ax returned to Gray's hand. She paused and asked:
"What did you just say? The Sword of Silver? What trial?"
"Accept my trial, leave this boring study together, and experience the outside world."
The red devil said: "I will show you something that no one has ever seen before, and I will turn you from He will lead you out of loneliness and give you unparalleled power."
"Devils are all liars, but I am smart and will not be fooled by you!" Gray pouted.
"I don't deny that the devil feeds on human desires." The red devil continued to lead, "But desire is not always a bad thing. Don't you want to gain joy, tranquility and respect, no longer want to wait alone, no longer want to wander around, Do you want to stay in this beautiful home?”
Gray opened her mouth. She hated loneliness and wandering, and hated Yeats going to other places without taking her with him.
She doesn’t want to be a burden to anyone, she just wants a home where she can stay.
"The world has changed! Beautiful things are collapsing!" Red Devil spoke impassionedly, "There is an almighty God who is transporting the fragments to nothingness. We are sighing for the lost beauty, while the world The broken world should be built more magnificently!”
Gray and Snow Owl were slightly startled.
"I don't mean to push you into hell, I just want you to stop worrying and gain the power you hope for. As long as you are willing to accept the trial, I will surrender to you immediately. As long as you like, I will be a servant and a slave. I'm willing!"
Gray was silent for a moment and glanced at Snow Owl hesitantly. She knew that Yeats needed the Silver Sword.
Only the Silver Sword can lift the curse of the apostles and allow them to return to the peaceful Morning Frost Ridge.
A bet with the devil is almost impossible to succeed, but...
"My friend, please look out the window."
The Red Devil opened the window and let Gray look at the sky.
Gray's pupils shrank, and her eyes reflected the blood-red vortex under the sky.
A cold and depressing atmosphere enveloped the entire city, and an umbilical cord-like shadow connected the top of the mountain to the sky. She has experienced this terrible sense of oppression, which even makes her soul tremble. This is a sign of the coming of the apostle!
The red devil half-leaned on the window sill and sighed:
“I am always amazed by this magnificent beauty. The messenger from the Kingdom of God is about to ignite the world into a sea of fire. Do you want to be with me? Should I fight for that slim hope, or should I stay in this boring study and wait for death?”
Gray's heart trembled, and a terrible intuition arose in her heart. She suddenly looked at Snow Owl: "Is Yeats there?!"
Snow Owl lowered his head angrily: "Gu... "
"It's like this every time, be the hero by yourself!" Gray said angrily.
"Please don't say that, my friend." The Red Devil said sternly, "The so-called hero is to fight alone."
"If the Son and his disciples rushed together The statue on the cross will not be able to be carved at the execution ground!" The red devil laughed, "Haha!"
"How can I get the Sword of Silver?" Gray asked about the content of the trial.
"There are three tests in total. I will cast illusions and show you some interesting things." The Red Devil said, "If you are satisfied with a certain moment, then the test will be considered a failure."< br>
“What will happen if you fail the trial?”
“My friend, we can talk about this later.”
“No, devils are all self-interested guys who harm others. , If the contract is not strictly stipulated, they will use conspiracy and tricks," Gray said righteously, "The devils will be afraid of perfect laws, because there are also laws of hell in hell!"
The red devil was stunned, and then exclaimed from the bottom of his heart:
"My friend, you are really knowledgeable in law! Yes, the devil also has devil's laws. Without laws, everything in the world will be chaotic!"
"The content of the agreement is very simple. If you pass the trial, you can get the Silver Sword."
The Red Devil said: "If you fail, you have to take your place. I will become the guardian of the Silver Sword until I find the next wise man who is qualified to receive the Silver Sword!"
"Are you bound by this mission to be free?" Gray understands people's hearts. asked.
The Red Devil looked at Gray deeply and said:
"Whether you can win the Silver Sword or not, my mission will come to an end. For the sake of your affinity with me, I will I’ll try my best to help you win the trial, I’m serious.”
Gray exchanged glances with Snow Owl again. This time, Snow Owl’s yellow eyes flickered: “Gu!” (I support your decision!)< br>
"Devil, there is one thing you are right about..."
The dragonborn girl took a deep breath, her eyes blazing.
"Heroes always fight alone... Yeats has his battles, and I also have my battlefield."
The red devil was startled for a moment, then smiled and said:
" Then, according to the agreement, if you are satisfied with the illusion I created, the trial will be considered failed when you say a spell."
"Which spell?"
"[You are so beautiful. Ah, stay for now]”
The red devil said casually: "By the way, this spell can temporarily pause time. Although it can only be used once, it is very powerful. I hope you can use this ability properly. After all... time is very precious. "
"I remember!" Gray said, "So, what do you need to sign a contract? A quill, a chisel, and blood?"
"Nothing, my friend. We should trust each other!”
“No, a contract is a contract”
“Let’s give it a high-five, it’s also binding!”
The two high-fived each other.
Immediately, the Red Devil exerted a flying magic wave on Gray, and their feet floated off the ground.
"The apostle will not leave you too much time. I wish you all the best in your trial!"
"I have one last question -" Gray pointed at herself, her eyes Qingqing asked strangely, "Why did you choose me to participate in the trial?"
The Red Devil said seriously:
"Because you have amazing wisdom."
Gray: "..."
Me? Real or fake?
(End of this chapter)