— — I need to ask for a leave first. Because the air-conditioner is broken and the lease is expired, I have to move tonight. I'll write the chapter tomorrow on the weekend.
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In a seemingly ordinary house in the Purple Lily District of Aalto.
Leaning against the old wardrobe, Clown took out a tube of potion from his robe and drank it with his left hand.
Clown could not even breathe as he had lost half of his right side. He could only rely on the great life force of the Grand Knight to support himself. After running to this secret hideout, Clown was finally exhausted. He did not even have the strength to walk one more step to the secret chamber. Leaning against the wardrobe, Clown tried to stabilize his wounds with the potion.
As the pure and holy liquid was poured into his throat, Clown's exposed internal organs and flesh started to wriggle. However, no matter how much they increased, they collapsed as soon as they touched the broken part, as if there was an invisible crack blocking all the recovery efforts. Clown's life was fading away quickly.
"Am I going to die here?" Clown sighed in a trance. For the first time, he realized the horror of the top Blessing ability.
Thud, thud, thud. A few footsteps approached. The clown opened his eyes helplessly and helplessly. He could only watch as the night watchers caught up to him.
The door was pushed open, but it was Juliana, Lend, and Minsk, who were not assigned to this mission, who walked in.
Seeing that it was them, Clown was more or less hopeful. He struggled to say the words one by one, "It's … not … me … It's … Professor's … scheme …"
Clown did not expect that he would still fall into Professor's trap. However, he did not know what Professor's purpose was. It was because of Professor's wrong purpose that he ended up like this!
Why did he plan all of this in such a deranged manner?!
Juliana's eyes turned red when she saw Clown's miserable appearance. "Captain, I believe you. It must be Professor's doing. No matter how crazy you are, you can't kill Lucien Evans in front of Natasha. Hang in there. I'll treat you! "
Although the clown did say that he would personally capture or kill Lucien Evans in front of Natasha, that was only when there was concrete evidence. Now that the clown's promise seemed to have been fulfilled, the premise was wrong. It was truly ironic.
Hearing Juliana's words, Lend's solemn and old-fashioned face showed a bit of pity. He seemed to have foreseen something, but he did not stop her. Instead, he watched as Juliana cast the divine spell as if he was expecting a miracle.
A battle priest was also a priest. Juliana's healing divine power was no worse than other people's. However, neither the healing divine power that she cast nor the divine power that was triggered by divine items could heal the enormous, hideous wound after the brilliance of different levels glowed and disappeared. The 'invisible gap' was swallowing and dividing everything.
"Captain Lend …" Juliana looked at Lend with tears in her eyes. Only Lend's level was close to senior-rank. If even he could not do anything, Clown's death was basically certain.
Lend took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He raised his sword calmly, and a layer of tranquil and deep light slowly appeared on his body. Then, the light merged with the strange darkness from the black gloves and tainted the sword.
Lend shouted and stepped forward. He swung his sword at Clown's wound, as if he was trying to cut open the invisible gap.
Eliminating the bloodline could eliminate all supernatural powers except the true gods!
The sword hit the invisible gap that separated Clown's wound. Waves of strange energy waves were generated. Juliana immediately felt that something was disappearing.
However, the gap was still tenacious and did not weaken at all. It seemed that the disappearing feeling was just an illusion.
Lend did not give up. He swung his sword again and again, stirring up strong wind. However, nothing changed. Clown's wriggling flesh still could not be healed.
"Don't … try again … unless … Lend … you … become a Sky Knight … Otherwise … I won't be able to eliminate it … even after I die …" Clown seemed to have recovered a little. His funny and exaggerated smile was replaced by a pair of deep black eyes. The madness, anger, hatred, and unwillingness in the past seemed to be brewing into the last calmness.
"Captain, you …" Juliana cried sadly.
As a member who had been with the Clown for seven or eight years, she had been saved by the Clown many times when she was in danger. And when they were faced with terrifying evil, the Clown was the strongest shield of their entire team. So, even though many Night Watchers condemned the Clown for being crazy and twisted, she still trusted and loved the Clown. She never thought that after meeting the Professor twice, her teammates and the Clown would die tragically one by one.
Clown said stubbornly, "It wasn't me … who killed them … It was Professor's … scheme."
"I know, Captain. I know. If the people in charge of the Inquisition didn't delay us, we would've arrived in time. You wouldn't have been set up by Professor and attacked by Natasha. " Juliana expressed her strong dissatisfaction with the Church and the Inquisition. Although she had asked them to leave as soon as possible and not let Professor go, they still continued to discuss whether this was a scheme to lure Professor away from the night watchers and eliminate the traitor. It took them a lot of time to come to a decision. Also, if the Church and the Inquisition had not weakened under the pressure of the nobles, everything would not have come to such an irreversible point!
Lend was not included in the night watchers hunting Professor. When he heard that something happened to Clown, he hurried to look for Clown's possible hiding place and then met up with Juliana nearby.
At this time, he told Juliana the latest information, "Morning Star is dead. Professor killed him. He left a 'traitor's ending'." His voice was cold and filled with endless anger. If Professor appeared in front of him right now, he would definitely tear Professor into pieces.
"Is that so?" Clown's anger seemed to be ignited again. He struggled to say, "It's because the Church is too … too weak. If it was still like before, we wouldn't have … been tricked by Professor … twice … like a cat playing with a mouse …"
"Yes. I think many people in the Church have lost their piety. They compromised with the nobles and the darkness under the pretext of difficulties and obstacles!" A layer of red flame appeared on Minsk's body. He seemed to have lost his mind.
Clown became more excited. He was not as stuttering as before, "Although I couldn't control my madness after activating the Blood Power of Puppet, and I committed a lot of crimes and killed a lot of innocent people, and I was complacent about it, like a real clown, after being influenced by the ascetic, I believed in the Lord wholeheartedly. I always remembered the oath of the night watchers. I gave up all enjoyment and chose to stay in the darkness forever to protect the light and justice and fight against evil.
"No matter how crazy and tyrannical I was in other people's eyes, and I didn't even spare the families of the evildoers, I didn't feel guilty at all. Everything I did was to eradicate evil!"
Clown seemed to be radiating the last brilliance of his life. Then, his breath suddenly became weak. He looked at Lend, Juliana, and Minsk. "I hope … you … do not … forget … the vow … of the night watchers … not to compromise … with darkness and evil … not to … let go … of … Professor …"
"Yes, captain." Juliana's tears were running down, but she was very determined.
Lend's eyes were red. He drew a cross in front of his chest and solemnly said to Clown, "The night is coming.
I'll guard it from now on until the Lord calls me. I'll give up everything and stay in the darkness. I won't marry, I won't have children, I won't be enfeoffed, and I won't be rich. I'll stay away from glory and praise. I'll be loyal to my duty until I die. I'm the opposite of evil. I'm the enemy of the fallen. I'm the flame that resists the cold. I'm the light that pierces the darkness. I give my life and glory to the Lord. I'll guard the darkness for Him, tonight, and every night. "
Juliana and Minsk both repeated the oath with tears, "… I give my life and glory to the Lord. I'll guard the darkness for Him, tonight, and every night."
Clown struggled to reach out his left hand and drew a cross in front of his heart that was not broken yet, "I … give … my life and glory … to the Lord … to guard … the darkness … for Him … tonight … and every night …"
As his voice became lower and lower, Clown's eyes slowly closed. His sight was already blurred, and the sorrowful faces of Juliana and Minsk became blurred.
At this time, Clown heard the clear footsteps in a daze!
Lend was the first to realize what was going on. He quickly turned around and his eyes widened in surprise and fear, "Lady Amelton!"
Standing at the door was a woman wearing a red robe and a special red square hat. She had long black hair, and there was a hint of compassion on her beautiful face.
"Lady Amelton!" Minsk and Juliana were also shocked and panicked. They did not expect that it would be Vera Amelton, the big shot in charge of the Inquisition, who showed up here.
Was she here to hunt Clown?
Was she going to punish them as well?
Amelton walked to Clown quickly and squatted down. After observing for a while, she said, "I'm late. Clown's soul has been cut apart by the Sword of Truth …"
As she spoke, she released the ivory holy light from her hands, and the invisible gap slowly disappeared. However, Clown's flesh and blood were no longer wriggling like before. It was like a pile of rotten meat. It was a sign that Clown's vitality had run out.
"Lady Amelton?" Lend and the sorrowful sorrowful sorrowful people sensed that something was wrong with Amelton's behavior. It seemed that she was not here to catch Clown?
Amelton squatted in front of Clown and looked at them. She said in a heavy tone, "The nobles were arrogant and forgot the Lord's protection. The Church was weak and lost the glory of God. I believe that you should have a deep understanding of that. "
Amelton turned to Clown and said, "You're the most loyal night watcher of the Lord. On behalf of the rest of the people in the Church who are dissatisfied with the current situation, I would like to extend my highest respect to you. Whether on the ground or on Mountain Paradise, we'll walk with you. The glory of the Lord will cover you. You'll never be alone. "
The clown was almost speechless, but he could still feel a strong sense of joy in his blurred senses.
"Lady Amelton, are you part of the group that opposes the current situation in the Church?" asked Lend cautiously. He had never heard of this before.
Amelton stood up and looked at them with pity, "Yes. Would you like to join us?"
Thinking of their helplessness and anger, thinking of Clown's fate, thinking of the glory of the past, and thinking that they were led by Amelton, Lend, Juliana, and Minsk all drew crosses in front of their chests and said firmly, "Only Truth lives forever. We swear to defend the glory of the Lord with our lives! "
Clown's consciousness was blurred, as if he had fallen into a dream that he would never wake up from. He clearly sensed the smell of death.
Before he lost his consciousness, he seemed to see a silver-haired man in a red shirt and a black coat in his dream. The man was holding a glass of red liquid and chuckling, "He's really trying …"
PS: The oath of the night watchers was changed from the Song of Ice and Fire. The general framework is the same. Salute to the master. This is the oath that left the deepest impression on me.
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