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Chapter 407

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Color subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he saw the anticipation in the man's eyes, his heart softened. He nodded and said, "Well, in that case, I'll start from the beginning." "I left home when I was 12 years old.

I first joined a circus and became their recorder. My main job was to help the lady boss record and organize her memories. Sometimes, I would also write some promotional leaflets for performances. In return, they brought me around to perform. On the way, I met a very interesting bard. Just when I began to feel that this kind of life wasn't bad, misfortune suddenly befell us. After one of the performances, the circus was targeted by a group of roving bandits. They attacked our convoy in the dark of the night. In the end, only I and another dwarf beast tamer survived. "

"We were rescued by a passing paladin. After he killed the bandits, he brought us to the nearest town, but he didn't leave his name before he left. In order to find him, I later joined the paladin group. At first, I just wanted to thank him in person, but I didn't expect to become his retainer knight. As time passed, I found that I gradually fell in love with him, and I could feel that he secretly liked me too."

"But every time I tried to tell him the truth, he would always find a way to change the topic. At first, I thought he was worried about our age gap. After all, he was only two years younger than you, father. But even though I firmly told him that I didn't care about other people's opinions, he still refused to accept me. I couldn't understand his decision, and I was very sad for a period of time. I even gave up on myself and started skipping training classes. I didn't see him for days, and I would go to a random pub and get drunk. When the paladin group found out about it, they wanted to expel me. But one night, when I opened my eyes, I found him sitting opposite me, looking at me tenderly."

"I still remember the first sentence he said to me that night. He said, 'There are some things I shouldn't tell anyone, but if there's someone I can trust in this world, it must be you. Don't doubt my love for you, because if you tell what I'm about to tell you to someone else, I'll definitely die.'"

Hearing this, Wenger could not help but let out a sigh.

Color raised his head. "Father, you should've guessed it a long time ago, right? From the moment you saw us, you already knew who we were."

The wrinkles around Bishop Wenger's eyes seemed to have deepened, and he said bitterly, "Were you in the earl's mansion the night Morteris was attacked?"

"We were the first batch of assassins that night, but we fell into that old fart's trap. Joel was assassinated, and if it weren't for those two magicians who came out of nowhere, we wouldn't have been able to escape. After leaving the earl's mansion, we hid in a house, but two days ago, our hiding place was discovered by the guards. They surrounded the place, and the experts from the special investigation team arrived. We didn't want to hurt the innocent, so it took us a lot of effort to break out of the siege. Tom and I were seriously injured, and we haven't been able to completely get rid of those little spies these days. Before we came here, we were actually at the end of our rope. What do you think, father? Does this scene in front of you look familiar?"

Wenger did not speak. He took out the Holy Grimoire and treated their injuries first before saying, "Are you still unwilling to forgive me for what happened back then?"

"Yes, from the perspective of a daughter, I will never forgive you for what you did back then," Color said calmly. "But after so many years, I don't hate you as much as I did when I was a child. I even admire your choice at that time. I know that the person who made that decision should be you, Father, is actually the most painful person in your heart. You are a good person, the most noble person I have ever met, but you are not suitable to be a father and a husband."

Wenger opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the girl shook her head and said, "We didn't come here tonight to seek refuge. Before the operation that night, Joel told me a secret that he accidentally learned from Morteris. He said that if he didn't survive the assassination that night, he should tell this secret to a trustworthy senior in the temple. I wouldn't come here to find you if I had a choice, because I don't know who else in the church can trust except you, and no one is willing to sit down and listen to the words of two assassins."

"Turn yourself in, Color, and then I will take you to the north to meet His Holiness the Pope. I will use the merits I have made for the temple and the position of bishop in exchange for your life. I will let you live no matter what."

"So that I can spend the rest of my life in the jail of the temple? It's too late, Father, it's too late … I know how serious the crime I have committed is, but I don't regret it," Color said with a smile. "Maybe this is the biggest difference between me and my mother."

While Wenger and his father were talking, the assassin in black looked out of the window, and his expression immediately changed. "Damn it, the Special Investigation Unit came so quickly. It seems that they have done something to us."

Color said with a straight face, "Father, I don't have much time, so I will only say this once — His Holiness the Pope has a secret relationship with the Elven Royal Family, and he has probably betrayed the humans. He has sent about 40 million gold coins to the Elves through the Morteris Continent, and the Wind Chaser's Sword of Blessing and the Shield of Apollo are now in the hands of the Elven King. At the same time, Morteris is planning to secretly send the remaining seven Sacred Artifacts there. Joel originally wanted to steal a letter between the Elven King and Morteris, but he was afraid that it would alert the latter, so he gave up."

Wenger was shocked to hear this. "Color, do you know what you are talking about? You are now accusing the spokesperson of the gods in the human world, the manager of hundreds of millions of believers on the Dawn Continent, and the emperor of the Holy Alliance, one of the three major forces in the human world. What could tempt the Pope to betray the entire human race? "

Color shook his head. "I don't know. I have thought about this question many times, but I still can't come up with an answer. Even if the Elven King is willing to give up his throne, His Holiness the Pope shouldn't be tempted. But I believe in Joel. He has been with Morteris for so many years, and he should have seen something. Unfortunately, he was poisoned to death that night. But he won't be alone, because we will be with him soon."

The girl's tone was very calm, but it gave Wenger a bad premonition. "Things haven't reached that point yet. Let me help …"

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