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Volume 4 Tower of Violet 710 King of Light

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    December 7th.  Inedil half leaned on the jade couch, closing his eyes to rest.  The middle-aged priest with a respectful expression placed a bowl of milky white soup on the table, bowed and retreated.  This is a tonic made with holy water, and is exclusively for high-level people in the Holy See.  Inedil straightened his upper body and took a sip. There was a warm feeling in his body, but it was nothing more than that and was not of much use.  "The strong backlash has damaged the source of divine power in your body. It cannot be restored in a day or two," the voice of the Pale Lord came from afar, "But you don't have to worry too much. As long as the kingdom of heaven comes, you can go to the spiritual energy center."  It only takes a few days to recuperate in the Temple of the Sky. ""That's good" Inedil breathed a long sigh of relief. He put down the porcelain bowl and stared blankly.  The map next to me, I don¡¯t know what I¡¯m thinking about.  "Don't worry, although the city of Severa has fallen, there are desert cavalry holding back, so they cannot go south immediately," the Pale Lord comforted, "What's more, in a few days, the first snow will fall." "  When?" A bright light finally appeared in Inedil's dazed eyes.  "After my calculations, the first snow this year will fall on December 14th," the Pale Lord said without blushing, taking the scientific research results of "Death Knell" as his own, "We must advance one day  , activate the 'Foundation of Heaven' formation, and you must rest as much as possible to communicate with the 'Light Dome' and preside over the advent ceremony." "I will" Inedil nodded lightly.  This war made him mentally exhausted. Even if it dragged on for a minute or a second, it would take all his strength.  "By the way, can you still use the 'Eye of the Holy Spirit'?" The Pale Lord thought for a moment.  asked again.  "I'm afraid not," Inedil stroked the slightly turbid crystal ball, tried for a moment, and let go of his hand dejectedly, "We can only rely on the scouts' reports on the enemy's movements." "It doesn't matter. The rest is left.  In these six or seven days, they will attack the St. Imas River at most," the Pale Lord said slowly, "Our strategy of exchanging space for time has actually been successful." Inedil shook his head and smiled bitterly, remaining silent.  The Pale Lord's tone was as if they had won the final victory, but the New Army of Light was indeed defeated.  The city of Severa did fall.  And he, Inedil, the youngest archbishop in the history of the Holy See, once had the opportunity to unify the north and the south and create another record, but he failed at the critical moment.  The enemy troops followed the passage he opened and crossed the Cast Iron Mountains.  One city after another was captured.  The people of the Holy See were brutally slaughtered, and the Holy See's lands fell into pieces.  But he was helpless and could only hope for salvation from the Lord God.  The world's mountains and rivers are on a thin line between victory and defeat.  Inedil reluctantly stood up and once again leaned on the railing to look north.  His thin body was wrapped in a wide white robe and was blown by the cold wind.  Clothes are fluttering.  "Child, do you know what you still lack before you can become a true king?" The Pale Lord suddenly spoke and asked a strange question.  "I am a servant of the God Lord, not a king." Inedil replied softly.  "No. Being a king is not only a position of power, but also a kind of responsibility," the Pale Lord said solemnly, "If you are not the king of Ian, how can you expect that fair-weather prince?" Inedil knew that what he said was right.  , he is the true ruler of the Principality of Ian, the king with the title of "Archbishop".  "What you lack is anger," the Pale Lord continued, minding his own business. "The archbishop needs mercy and forgiveness, but the king needs majesty and anger Those betrayers and blasphemers must be punished. Only then can  It should be your purpose of controlling the power of heaven. "" Are you angry" Inedil murmured. He has always maintained outstanding cultivation and demeanor. Even if he is angry in his heart, he will not show it on the surface.  "Release your emotions, child," the Pale Lord encouraged sonorously, "Let all enemies kneel and tremble at your feet." Hersius Valley.  Allegri woke up almost at the same time as Inedil, but compared to the cold white tower dome hall, the bedroom with the burning fireplace was much warmer.  Allegri leaned back on the soft pillow and put the half-read volume aside.  He gently twisted his fingers, and flames as thin as gossamers grew out and swam between his fingers.  After this period of military life, his figure has obviously become stronger.  According to Illo's assessment, his physical strength is at least equivalent to that of a mid-level warrior, and his recovery ability is even better.  The ribs that were broken by Contra's punch were automatically reconnected, leaving no sequelae except a dull pain when pulled.    However, Onitsa still ordered him to stay in bed to recuperate. Allegri did not dare to disobey and simply enjoyed this period of leisure.  He spread his fingers, and the free fire threads condensed into a suspended flame.  As Allegri patiently adjusted, the flame gradually turned pure white, and then he held his hand empty, and the flame suddenly stretched to about four feet, like a stick.  "Well" Allegri breathed out. He could feel that the "light godhead" in the soul sea was transporting power and injecting it into this fire stick.  Then the edge of the fire stick was revealed, the tip of the sword was protruded, and the sword's quill took shape, finally forming the shape of a long sword.  Allegri shook his head, waved his hand to disperse the magic power, and the blazing white sword disappeared with a bang, leaving only a clear aftertaste.  When he was injured and unconscious, the "Light Godhead" reawakened and took the initiative to heal his injuries.  This was also the main reason for his rapid recovery, and Dr. Fittering only played a supporting role.  After many investigations, Allegri discovered that the "Light Godhead" was unconscious and that Vila?o's seal was intact. He finally felt relieved and even began to study its function.  The room was a little hot. Allegri stretched out his hand to suppress it, and the flames in the fireplace lowered.  The fire affinity inherited by "Fire Controllers" allows them to control fire as they wish, but at the same time, they can no longer cast other types of spells. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? There was a knock on the door, and Irlo wandered in and sat down on the edge of the bed.  "When did you learn to knock on the door?" Allegri asked in confusion.  "I'm afraid there's someone inside, but I'm too embarrassed to use my 'sensitive sense' to peek," Irlo explained frankly.  "I had to knock on the door to see if you responded." "But I didn't say anything either." Allegri was still confused.  "But you didn't refuse," Illo replied lazily. "If you were doing something inconvenient, you would definitely panic and scream." "I call you sister." Allegri punched  He punched him, but the opponent dodged with a slight twist.  Instead, he pulled at his own wound and cried out in pain.  "I want to go to the Fortress of Sorrow again," Irlo asked casually, "Is there nothing going on here in the river valley?" "It should be gone," Allegri thought for a while and asked again,  "By the way, did 'Blue Clothes Long Shot' successfully receive the rebels?" "Where are the rebels?" Irlo shook his head and replied, "According to the scout report, after discovering that Wilkinson was missing, the Chinese  The high-ranking officers fled in fear of crime, and then this trend spread to the entire army. By the time the 'Long Shot' and the mercenary group arrived to receive them, there were only the last three thousand people left in the camp." "So.  Very good." Allegri ordered, "Let the 'Long Shot' and the 'Dragon Hunter Squad' search for the rebels around the river valley to prevent them from harming the people." "What should we do in the river valley?"  Mei asked.  "Just set up sentries," Allegri said with a nonchalant smile. "A great victory on the front line, the fall of Severa City, and the Norman rebellion. It was also put down by Modsic We are in the middle, and we have just defeated the rebels.  It can be said that there is no danger. " "I have to say that King Nachini is still a talented person," Irlo praised.  "One night, all enemies inside and outside were eliminated, and he himself charged into battle and defeated the new army of light." "Yes" Allegri wanted to echo a few words, but the door was pushed open with a "squeak"  .  Brooke hurriedly walked in and reported, "Teacher, Mr. Grand from the 'Flywheel Merchant Group' sent someone to deliver a secret letter." Living room.  Onissa had tidied the place, but after Allegri had lived there for a few days, everything became messy again.  "Sit down, please sit down," Allegri put on his coat and stretched out his hand to greet him, "What is the important matter that bothers Mr. Kuyt to go there in person." Grand's personal guard, the high-ranking warrior Kuyt  , took out a letter from his arms, placed it on the low table between the two of them, and asked in a low voice, "Master, you should know about Torm sending troops to Ian, right?" "Of course, my subordinates  A unit in Ferenman City is said to have suffered a lot of injuries." Allegri's expression became solemn, "Has Torm decided to side with the Holy See of Light? In that case, Hercules?  The friendship between Ersius Valley and the 'Flywheel' business group ends here." "Of course not," Kuyt immediately denied, "The mercenaries who entered Ian's territory belong to the other two merchants.  Valve, has nothing to do with the 'Flywheel' business group" He told Allegri exactly what happened at the Torm Council, and finally concluded, "Master, what happened??That's it. When I left the Torm Federation, I was even ambushed by a killer, probably sent by the enemy. For this reason, I had to take a detour and come to the Hersius Valley.  " "What does Young Master Grand mean?  Allegri turned around and asked, waving at the same time to serve tea. "We hope to join the Snowton Empire," Kuyt pursed his lips and replied in a deep voice, "But there is no way to ask for it, so I want to ask the master,  Give us some recommendations.  " "What is the situation in the Torm Federation now?  "Allegri asked an irrelevant question. "There are constant frictions at the border. Although the six major merchants still maintain restraint, small-scale wars have broken out locally," Kuyt shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid it won't be used.  How long will it take until Torm falls into chaos?  " "So, is it the wish of Young Master Grand's family to join Snowdon, or is it the wish of the 'Flywheel' business group?  "Allegri asked keenly. "The Shaodong family represents the 'Flywheel' business group," Kuyt replied, "If someone objects within the business group, then he is no longer a member of the business group.  .  " "Okay, I am willing to introduce you to the king," Allegri pondered for a moment and asked, "Sir, do you want to stay as an envoy?  "The envoy will arrive soon," Kuyt shook his head, "I must rush back immediately to protect the safety of the young master's family."  " Allegri nodded to express his understanding. In such an emergency, a high-ranking warrior is also an indispensable combat force. "Please master," Kuyt stood up and bowed and said, "'Flywheel'  Business group, I owe you a favor.  Allegri smiled and said nothing. This promise is more valuable than gold and silver. In the evening, after a short rest, Kuyt took the carriage of his own business group and returned to the Tolm Federation. Allegri  Li waved him off, and then walked leisurely in the river valley. After staying in bed for several days, all the bones in his body were itchy and numb. He walked past the checkpoint at the entrance of the river valley, walked through the empty martial arts field, and walked in the town.  On the street, the magicians who passed by saluted him respectfully. When Allegri cast "Earth Fire Stream" and "Fire Tornado", they were setting up an ambush on the hillside in the distance.  The raging whirlwind of flames made everyone stunned. ¡°Teacher?  "Amid the sweet cry, Aphra jumped into his arms. Next to him, stood a tall girl with short brown hair and an elegant fair-skinned boy. "Afra" Allegri smiled and touched her.  He asked, "Why, I found a good playmate.  " "Master," Mi Sha came up and saluted, "Thank you for the scroll, but I haven't used it, so I might as well return it to you.  "Under the protection of the ogres, the rebels did not even rush up the hillside. Only a few unlucky mages were injured by sporadic arrows. The girl, however, was not willing to activate this precious scroll. "No need,"  Allegri pushed her hand back and smiled gently, "You can keep it, maybe you can use it in the future.  " "Thank you, master.  "Misha saluted again, with a look of gratitude on her face. "It's time to have dinner," Allegri took a look at the sky and asked casually, "Afra, have you eaten?  " "Teacher, do you want to treat me?  "The little girl raised her head and asked with a smile. "No problem," Allegri nodded and greeted, "You three, come with me, I'll treat you to a rare delicacy.  " It was getting late, and the magic lamps on the roadside were lit up one after another. The tall and thin fire mage led the little girl Aphra towards Maxner's small restaurant. Behind him, there was a girl known as the "genius girl"  The electric mage Misha and Nada, the son of a nobleman who lived here, are both famous figures(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! ps: (4000 words.)  
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