Jill was a devout believer in the earth mother. Before joining the cult, he came from a very rich kingdom in the inland and was born as a small aristocrat in this world. Childhood is a wonderful time for Jill. Thanks to the wealth of the whole country, the rich land allows people to live even if they don''t have to fight for their lives. This provides conditions for the development of culture and crafts. Poetry and drama filled the streets and alleys of the kingdom. Even in rural villages, wandering singers would sing a story in taverns in exchange for food and accommodation. Jill loves his hometown, and his family relationship enables him to receive a good education. In fact, his creative talent also makes people have no doubt that he will become a new favorite of the theater.
Life is like a wonderful idyll, Jill once thought. When he grew up a little bit, young nobles would always ride in carriages with their friends and walk between different cities and villages. They sang praises of life, animals and plants, and offered heartfelt blessings to the holy house in the church. How can there be sorrow in this world? Evil and violence can only appear in the story. Even in opera, even death is romantic. The sword on the waist of teenagers is more like a necklace and ring than a weapon for self-defense. Fencing is an elegant sport. It is only for competition, not for depriving other people of their lives.
It should be. A duel proposed in a joke should have ended calmly like the court etiquette in class. The winner and the loser only need to drink wine together to make up for the past. But the accident happened, and Jill saw how his friend was stabbed through his throat. He saw how the blood splashed on the murderer''s frightened face! The music that lingered in my ears since I was born stopped. In the end, the accident ended after the murderer paid a large sum of compensation. After all, the casualties caused in the duel should be self-sustaining, and there is nothing to criticize that the other party is willing to provide compensation.
But for Jill, this is far from the end. On the night of the funeral, he came to his friend''s grave and gazed at the marble grave. What appeared in front of him was not the voice and appearance of the dead, nor the happy time they had spent together. The moment of death came back in his mind, instead of pastoral poetry, it became the melody of Jill''s life. He began to realize that, in fact, the world was not as beautiful as he had seen before, but the good family environment and the surrounding of friends made him turn a blind eye to many things. From that day on, Jill couldn''t write any more poems and songs. He no longer attended various parties, but rode alone on the road of the kingdom.
His family are not alert to this, naive think that this is just Gill''s creation to the trough, they even encourage the latter to leave, claiming to expect his new works. They didn''t really wait for that day. No one knows how Jill met mu. It''s a secret between them. What is known is that when the young poet came home again, he was already in a brown robe. Jill, who came back, immediately began to write. He wrote a large number of works, but only he knew that those works were not his own. There was a voice in his ear urging him and encouraging him to use this mortal handwriting to create blasphemous music.
First Jill''s servants, then his family, and almost all of the people who had heard of his new creations were addicted to them, eager for more music and the stories Jill had in mind when he wrote them. So missionary work began. Half a year after his return, Gill''s family devoted all his family assets and connections to hold the greatest concert in the history of the whole kingdom for the musician. Leading figures from all walks of life in the Kingdom, including the royal family, were invited to attend. It is worth mentioning that even the pastors of the three shrines with deep roots in the kingdom were included. When the lights in the concert hall dimmed, a performance destined to be extraordinary began.
Senior believers in the earth will know that among many priests, Jill is the most important one, and even many believers believe that he will become the next chief priest. But for Jill himself, he didn''t care about his position in the church, he only cared about how to spread the earth mother''s voice to more people. This is why he is willing to give up the glorious task of awakening the deep heart and return to the earth to deal with the troublemakers. He wants to let the sons of the forest listen to the music that has changed his life. He wants to give the most beautiful performance for the awakening of the earth mother with the blood of the rebels.
"And you are the first note of the show, my dear brother." Jill smiles and looks at radno, who is lying on the ground, holding a bayonet carved with a huge cave. The blood in the bayonet''s blood trough drips from the tip of the knife to the ground, making a "patter" sound.
"Hoo Call... " Carus covered his wound in disbelief. He didn''t want to understand why the other party suddenly attacked him. However, the killer instinct made him avoid the blow that should have been stabbed into the heart at the first time. "Why?" He asked, his eyes were already glowing with fire.
"Why? Hehe, this is a stupid question. I remember when I killed one of my body givers, the man you call my father, he asked me in this tone. Ah, but his skill is much worse than yours. I have to put my ear to his mouth to hear that The brown robed priest took a white handkerchief from his arms, gently wiped the blood stained blade, and said leisurely, "but I don''t mind wasting a few seconds to answer your question. Yes, your disguise is very good, and even deceived the Lord''s eyes. This is a matter of pride. Although Lord Mu is now in a violent mood fluctuation in order to wake up the Lord, he is still our noble chief sacrifice"But I didn''t deceive your eyes, did I?" When the evil descendant said this, his eyes had already leaped into flames, and the body of the snake head man on his body burned up, revealing the body of the killer inside. The faint smell of sulfur filled the passage, and Carus moved his neck. The wound that had been stabbed before had scabbed rapidly.
Few people can be calm enough to see the demons themselves, but the priests of Demu are not among them. Jill''s face still has a gentle smile, "no, to be exact, I didn''t" see "your disguise. I use it to listen The priest pointed to his ear, and with a gentle wave of his bayonet, he threw all the blood that had not been wiped clean.
Carus snorted coldly. Being torn down is being torn down. He is more concerned about how to survive the current situation than to sum up experience. The corner of the devil''s eyes passed over the two witches behind them. Sure enough, the other two earth priests had quietly walked around behind them. But Peggy didn''t come in handy now. As for Ellie, she was looking at the two men at the end of their swords with great interest and did not care about the threat behind her.
"Give up. When they choose to follow, they are doomed to die with you." Jill said mildly, "witches are too unstable allies. They are variables that may destroy harmonious voices at any time. Before the performance starts, they must be cleaned up. You don''t have to blame yourself. It''s the Lord priest''s instruction to clear away witches. We just take this opportunity to kill them all. "
"No wonder that bald head didn''t even stop them when they asked for their company. He had already planned to do so. It''s also true. I would not let witches get close to their God''s residence. " The assassin naturally raised his hand, and the sword and dagger slowly stretched out from his palm. "You''d better let those two guys go together, so it can be faster."
"No trouble, I believe the brothers on the ground will allow me to deal with you more slowly."
"No, I mean, you can''t kill me on your own." As the figure of Carus disappeared in front of Jill, the voice of the demons came from the latter''s ear.
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