Scepter of Thorns

Chapter 85 84.3 People

The man held the needle sword, and the needle tip was deeply driven into the clock face.

The ferocious bone wings opened and closed behind his back, as if he was telling the clock, "He's back."

"..."

"I have successfully changed all of this. He is now just like me, indifferent, power-hungry, and ruthless—do you remember what he looked like when he was just born, his heart is soft, just a little prick, can flow out sweet juice." He laughed at himself, "I never expected that I would be so fanatical, but I am afraid to give everything for him-because I know him too well. If he peeps into my heart, I will definitely make full use of it, and I will fall from a high position and become a struggling pawn under his throne."

He stared at the scarlet clock face, and the click of the hands answered him.It has reached eleven forty, as if silently urging something.

"You are the law, above all things, you gave birth to me, so I must become your puppet." He sighed, "No matter how angry and rebellious I am, it will not help, because the world is destined to have such a day."

It seems silent, but in fact it controls everything in the world, and the gods are its victims.They were born strong, but they will have to pay a painful price in the future.

Many years later, the history books will record, "Under the rule of theocracy, people believed in simplicity and asceticism, and the pope held the highest power. Economic development was greatly suppressed by the church, but because of the intercommunication between the seven races, the commercial and trade centers gradually shifted, and some The aristocrat’s private property made a lot of money. So they began to oppose theocracy, and finally broke out at the meeting of the church to raise money to attack the alien race [Note 1].”

"After the revolution broke out, the new aristocracy defeated the old system. The church no longer existed, and the king who firmly believed in the divine right of kings was pushed to the guillotine. Finally, people got rid of the shackles of gods, and everyone became their own gods. In this brand new land On this day, freedom is like a rising red sun, covering everyone's heart. 【Note 2】”

"...And all of this stems from the second holy war a hundred years ago—the Black and White War. The gods appeared for the first and last time. At that time, people's worship of the Holy See and theocracy reached its peak, and the gods disappeared. That's why the Black and White War is also known as the Twilight of the Gods."

He took off the mask embedded in the black hair, revealing the handsome and wild face of the demons, "I don't want to wear a mask anymore, I want to show him the most authentic side."

Before the words were finished, the left wing on the back trembled, and the sharp bone spurs gradually fell off, revealing wings as white as ice and snow.The dark red in his left eye faded to a deep sea blue.

A perfect blend of light and dark.

"I remember that I was not like this before, Ruins of Eternity." He pulled out his needle sword, "You made me irritable and irritable. The most terrifying thing is that you made me discover my madness, but I don't want to correct it at all. "

"But you only need a killing machine, and emotions will affect efficiency." He took out a long list from his cuff, with the names of the protoss written on it, "and the person who was killed would never think that the messenger is The Eternal Ruins that once gave birth to them, because they want to create the 'inevitability of history'."

This death list is just a thin piece of paper, but its weight is so heavy.Karlos rubbed the last name with his fingertips, his eyes were filled with treacherous tenderness and tenderness, revealing some inexplicable eroticism.

"My... Edward Daulsus."

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"Purda the Silent, the decree of my God."

The man in the black and blue cloak knelt down to receive the order, and he took the sacred scroll with white gloves, without saying a word.

"Convey the order to Lieutenant Osa, the plan has changed, and it must be executed accurately."

He nodded slightly, then backed away.

Two days later.

Osa wore a black and white dress and walked into the carved stone door of the Holy See Academy. She had a card pinned to her chest, "Knight Class 14, High Level [-], Orla Verdina, Thorn Flower District".

After tidying up briefly, she came to her classroom, and the light ball at the door recorded her identity.

There were a few students sitting sparsely in the classroom. Many of them left after the history of the Holy See exam just now.She found a random place to sit down, and then started chatting with her classmates.

"Did you just finish the exam?" Osa pouted, "I fell ill a few days ago, and I just entered school now, do I have to make up the exam?"

There are not many girls in the knight class, and she attracted the attention of several opposite sexes as soon as she opened her mouth. Someone immediately answered, "It's okay, this is a class test for the new semester, and it will not be recorded in the file. Hey, your name is Ola. Well, I have a note here, do you want it?"

Osa thought the voice was familiar, and she looked up. She had gone to get the book with the purple-eyed man a few days ago.

He smiled and handed over a book. His young face was dotted with freckles, his blond hair was short and curly, and his fur was so fluffy that he wanted to touch it.

"Thank you." Osa opened the book, "Your name is... Camus?"

"Uh--this..." The blond boy scratched his head awkwardly, "My name is Buddy, this book belongs to my friend, oops, anyway, you take it first, he thought it was lost, but I didn't Be careful to find it in your bag, before you have time to tell him..."

The notes in the book are well-organized and the handwriting is beautiful. At first glance, the carefree young man in front of him doesn't remember it.And... Osa frowned. This type of font has a certain decorative nature, and the strokes are slightly complicated. It is actually very inconvenient for daily writing. It looks like it was written by a nobleman who was trained in etiquette since childhood.

And the name Camus...

The next second, the book in his hand was suddenly pulled out, and those clear purple eyes stared at her, "Where did you get it?"

Camus was wearing a silver-black teaching robe and asked expressionlessly.

"Hey Camus, I gave this to others. I accidentally found your book out of my bag just now. I'm sorry." Buddy hurriedly explained, "No, there are not many girls in our class. , I’ve finished the exam anyway, so it doesn’t matter if I borrow it..."

Camus sat next to Osa, and she realized that the seat next to her was marked. A book was pushed onto the table, and Camus glanced at her, "Take it and read it first."

"Ah, thanks."

Osa smiled knowingly. She felt that Camus was a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, which made her always want to try to melt him.

Osa attended the class for half a day, and then spent half a day figuring out where the administrator and instructor of the academy were.When she entered the secret space inside, someone was already there.

"Hello, Miss Osa." Pope Moofer smiled, his eyes were covered by a cloth, and Son Conns stood behind him, with one hand on the Pope's shoulder, as if he was announcing something silently.

"It's really hard work for you to come to the Holy Academy from the Central Holy See, His Majesty the Pope." Osa said seriously, "I think you know my reason for coming. The forces of the demon world are about to move, and the heavenly world wants to form an alliance with the human world to fight against heresy."

"We believe in the God of Light, and it is the mission of all believers to resist the devil world."

They signed a cooperation treaty together.Osa put away the documents, but Mufujie said, "To tell you the truth, Miss Osa, I have always suspected that there are spies from the devil world in the Holy See."

Osa immediately reacted, "I will stay in the Holy Academy for a long time this time, and I hope to help His Majesty find out some related news."

"Excuse me." Mufujie was lifted up by Conns, as if he was tired, "Then if Miss Osa has something to do, please wait in this secret space, and I will sense it."

"Okay, Your Majesty, go slowly."

Osa left the space.When she was walking on the road in front of the building, an inexplicable premonition came to her heart.She pretended to mutter, "What... the teacher is really strict. He had a terrible headache a few days ago, so how could he have time to memorize history..."

On the back of the building she had just left, a figure in a robe was clinging to the corner of the wall, watching her leave.

"You're interested in her?"

Valentine came out from the shadows. He was still wearing a simple and capable military uniform, with his military cap tilted crookedly between his black hair, revealing his cynical face.

He casually added a shielding enchantment, "I said you people, why do you all like foreigners, and you are always from Berkeley—"

"I don't like her." Camus interrupted him bluntly. "We haven't met more than five times, and I will definitely not follow in my mother's footsteps."

"Okay." Valentine shrugged, "I have a boyfriend anyway, so it's none of my business."

"Ke Qie is a very outstanding military doctor. He can heal the most troublesome light element corrosion of the demons." Camus pulled down his robe, "Do you remember Edward Dorsas? He healed him, and finally This man has become a god in heaven."

"What do you want to explain?" Valentine's face turned cold, "Don't spread your hatred for Edward to other people."

Camus knew that he was indeed too suspicious.But he can never forget the time when his mother was still alive, it was the only light in his life, but it was broken by that person cruelly, leaving him alone in the dark .

"The demons should avoid the creation of light." He didn't know who he was trying to persuade, "because the light lured the darkness."

"Huh?" Valentine laughed angrily, "Ke Qie learned light magic to heal the demons. Are you capable of dismissing all the military doctors in your family's army? It's not my turn to be a cub like you. "

"They learn the magic of light, and they are bound to accept the culture of light. How can you guarantee that they won't—uh..."

His neck was grabbed by the other party, and Valentine lifted him up with one hand, with a chilling evil in his smile, "Apologize."

Before Camus left, he heard people in the family mention that this young officer named Valentine should pay special attention.He was able to flourish as the adopted son of the rebel party, and his methods were definitely beyond ordinary people.And the most frightening thing was that he felt that Valentine was already angry to a certain point, but he was still in the mood to strengthen the barrier to prevent their movements from disturbing others.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He uttered a few syllables with difficulty, his throat was as hoarse as a leaking bellows.

"Say it earlier." Valentine still had the same smiling face, he let go of his hand, and Camus was thrown out by him like a rag, and fell hard to the ground.

However, this has never exceeded the scope of the enchantment. Everything Valentine has done perfectly avoids the point of losing control.Camus propped himself up and sat up, coughing uncontrollably.

"Okay." The young officer clapped his hands, as if nothing happened just now, "Now, let's do what we should do, Camus."

----Chapter84. Three people & end----

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry to post a chapter repeatedly, so the author locked a lock himself, and will replace it after the next code is finished. [Note 1] The prototype is a meeting for the British to suppress the Scottish people's uprising and raise funds for the new nobles.

[Note 2] "Finally, people got rid of... the shadow that hangs over everyone's heart." In this passage, Chapter 32 Kylos mentioned that before the death of the crow, it was the Ruins of Eternity (Red Bell) that controlled everything.In the real world, it is actually the decline of Western theocracy and feudal rule, and the rise of capitalism.