A gentle voice like a poet sounded in Xiela's room: "I really need your help, Roland."
Sitting at the table with a book in his hand is a handsome young man with typical Bantha characteristics.
His facial features are as clear-cut as a knife, and his eyes are so deep that you would think he is always staring at you.
Generally speaking, it is a three-dimensional face that is more sexy and sexy than delicate.
He feels different from his peers who are more rigid and serious. He is full of a calm and gentle temperament that has been reading various classics all year round. The crimson cardinal robe on his body makes people think that this is
It is the attire of a scholar.
Even sitting on a chair, you can see that he is slightly taller. His hair color is platinum blonde, close to pure gold, and his eyes are shining with a faint green luster. His pure turquoise pupils are reminiscent of
The fine emerald adds a bit of laziness and mystery to his temperament.
There was a strange smile on his face almost all the time. It looked like he was smiling but not as if he was not smiling. No matter from which angle you looked, you could see the faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Just the change in the color of his eyes caused Xila's whole temperament to change accordingly. Now he doesn't look like the kind of pure white stone statue that stands still at all. Instead, he looks more like the kind of person who has his fingers crossed and a smile on his face.
Looking at the strange portrait outside the frame with a vague smile.
Opposite him, a silver-haired young man wearing a black robe sat there with a smile.
"That's right."
He crossed his fingers, covering the lower half of his face, and looked at the tall young man opposite, showing an unusually happy smile: "What you said is absolutely right, Xila. By the way, I haven't seen you for a while, but you have changed."
Quite a few.”
"The same to you."
The corner of Xila's mouth curved slightly, and she put down the holy scroll in her hand: "When I first met you, you seemed to have something extra about you. I like this feeling very much. Also, I still think you have black hair.
nice."
"Ah, you can leave those things as you please. I think the things I have in abundance are probably those things you threw away."
Roland leaned back and slowly retracted his intertwined fingers to his chest. His silver hair flowed down his shoulders like mercury. It reflected a warm luster in the dim candlelight.
The two people are extremely similar in terms of hair color and eye color. Sitting on both sides of the table will even give people the illusion of a scene.
The red bishop's robe and the black bishop's robe are almost identical in style. The long silver and platinum hair shines with similar light under the candlelight, and the same meaningful look in the same turquoise pupils.
To put it bluntly, it feels like a doll and a statue made from the same person.
"That's different. What I abandoned is far beyond your imagination."
Hearing Roland's words, Xiela couldn't help laughing.
However, after he heard the next sentence, he couldn't help but fell silent.
"For example...faith in Tyr?"
Roland's crossed fingers slowly clenched into fists, and then he sat up straight at an extremely slow speed: "Or, in other words, all the vows made before?"
Suddenly, Xila's eyes became sharp.
However, before he could speak, Roland said first: "If my guess is correct...that person has already looked for you."
With that said, Roland gently pointed behind Xila with his chin. It was about half an arm's height higher than his head.
That's where Higgs will be when he arrives.
Xi La stood up almost instantly: "Roland, it turns out you are"
"Don't get excited, Xila."
Roland said softly.
As his words fell, the golden holy fire slowly burned on the fingertips of Roland's right hand. Half of what Xiela said came to an abrupt end.
The warm flame suddenly illuminated the entire space.
Xila was absolutely certain that it was the holy fire of Tire. Although he had now abandoned his belief in Tire and had lost all the magic in the sun field, he could at least recognize Tire's holy fire.
But it wasn't actually the sacred fire that made him calm down instantly.
What really shocked Xiela was that as Roland's right hand covering his left hand slowly opened, the ring on Roland's left hand shone so brightly that it was almost blinding.
The moment he saw the ring, Xila felt that the lifeless grace in his body suddenly roared. It burned violently in Xila's body. But the severe pain that burned his heart and boiled his lungs could not cover up his heart.
doubts and confusion.
"Why... is it you? So the priest they were talking about was you? Who are you? What is your relationship with that evil god? When did you become the priest of Tire? How did you get the Ring of the Sun?
Approved? What happened to His Majesty Tyr? What are you doing here?"
At once, Xiela threw out all the doubts in his heart without any concealment. His green pupils stared at Roland closely, and something seemed to be shining in them.
Roland just smiled and shook his head.
"I'll tell you... I'll tell you everything you need to know, today. Just before the sun comes up."
He murmured and said softly in a very seductive tone: "There is still a lot of time before the sun rises. Xila, I want you to know me better."
While saying this, Roland kept a warm smile, and his whole body melted instantly.
He turned into a large puddle of mercury and stretched out a tentacle in front of Sila's horrified eyes. It took Sila a long time to suppress his strong desire to attack Roland.
The next moment, the tip of the tentacle quietly lit up a golden holy fire. Then the golden holy fire gradually faded and became purer in front of Xi La. A pure white holy fire that was as quiet but not weak as the goddess of the lake replaced Tyre's.
Golden Holy Fire.
Then, in the pure white holy fire, the silver-gray luster gradually flickered. Like jumping mercury, the moonlight shimmered like a substance, and the rich holy aura in the holy fire almost blinded Sila's eyes.
All of this was so familiar to Xi La.
That is a domain switching technique that only gold-level priests can master on their own.
"...Are you human, Roland?"
"certainly."
Roland chuckled, gathered together on the table, and then appeared in front of Xiela with the black bishop's robe: "Of course I am a human, just like I am... Oh, by the way, I also have a fairy's
Bloodline.”
"No, I'm not talking about those..."
"That has nothing to do with it, my friend."
Roland burned quietly again, the fire light jumped, and he reappeared in his original position, with his fingers crossed blocking the golden ring, as if everything was an illusion.
"Before I tell you everything, why don't you answer me a question first?"
In Xiela's perception, behind Roland with his fingers crossed, an unknown, indescribable, terrifying and suffocating great existence broke through a certain boundary and slowly emerged.
Roland said softly:
"I asked you a question before: Do you want to get power? Do you want to... change everything? But, you didn't answer me."
"So, now. Before you come into contact with the reality of the world, please tell me your answer." (To be continued.)