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Chapter 49: The Night's Watchman's Elegy


Inside a seemingly ordinary civilian house in the Aalto Purple Lily District.

The clown leaned against the large old wardrobe and used his remaining left hand to extract a tube of potion from the Night's Watch robes with difficulty.

The clown who no longer had half of his right body could not even breathe, so he could only rely on the strong vitality of the great knight, and after escaping to this secret hiding place, he finally ran out of strength, and did not even have the strength to take one more step to reach the secret room, so he had to fall down against the wardrobe, trying to stabilize his injuries with healing potions.

The pure, holy liquid poured into his throat, and the clown's exposed internal organs and flesh began to squirm, but no matter how much they increased, they collapsed on their own as soon as they touched the fracture, as if there was an invisible crack there blocking all efforts to recover, allowing life to pass firmly and quickly.

"Are you going to die here" The clown sighed in a trance, and for the first time he experienced the horror of his top-notch bloodline ability.

Kicking and kicking, a few footsteps approached, and the clown opened his eyes weakly and helplessly, and could only watch as the night watchman chased after him.

The door was pushed open, and Juliana and Lund and Minsk, who had not been assigned to the mission, entered.

Seeing that it was them, the clown raised a little hope of survival, and struggled to spit out the unwillingness in his heart word by word: "It's not me who killed the professor's conspiracy." ” I didn't think that I was cautious and cautious, and I still fell for the professor's scheme, but the most unwilling and unscrupulous thing was that I didn't understand the professor's purpose.

It was because of the wrong purpose that I ended up like this What exactly is he planning all this for?

Juliana saw the Joker's miserable appearance, and even though she was used to seeing death and killing, her eyes couldn't help but redden: "Captain, I believe you, you must be that damn professor, no matter how crazy you are, you can't kill Lucian Evans in front of Natasha."

You hold on, I'll heal you."

Although the Joker did say that he would catch or kill Lucien Evans in front of Natasha, that was when there was solid evidence to prove it, and now the promise seems to have come true, but the premise is wrong, which has to be said to be a great irony.

After hearing Juliana's words, Lund's solemn and serious face showed a little unbearable, as if he had foreseen something, but he didn't stop it, but watched Juliana perform magic as if expecting a miracle.

The Battle Priest is also a priest, and Juliana is no worse than others in healing arts, but whether it is her own casting or the healing magic inspired by the magic items, after the light of different levels lights up and disappears, it can't make the huge hideous wounds heal a little, and the "invisible cracks" swallow and divide everything.

"Captain Lund" Juliana looked at Lund with tears in her eyes, only his level here is close to the high level, if even he can't do anything, then the clown is basically dead.

Lund took a deep breath, restrained all kinds of weakness and sadness, and raised the long sword as calmly as ice, and a layer of calm and deep light slowly lit up on his body, and then the light merged with the strange darkness from the black gloves and stained the long sword.

He shouted, stepped forward, and slashed his sword into the Joker's wound, as if trying to cut open the invisible and twisted gap.

Eliminate the bloodline, which can eliminate all supernatural forces other than the true gods The long sword slashed at the invisible gap that isolated the clown's wound, and a series of strange fluctuations were generated, and Juliana suddenly felt that something was disappearing.

But the gap is still tenacious, and there is no absence, as if the sense of vanishing is just an illusion of everyone.

Lund still didn't give up, and a sword slashed down, stirring up a fierce strong wind, but everything still didn't change, and the clown's wriggling flesh still couldn't be healed.

"Don't try again, unless Lund you become a knight, or I won't be able to completely eliminate it when I die" The clown seemed to recover a little, and his funny and exaggerated smile was a pair of dark eyes, and the madness, anger, hatred, and unwillingness of the past seemed to brew the final peace.

"Captain, you," Juliana screamed.

As a member of the team who has followed the clown for seven or eight years, she has been saved by the clown many times in danger, and in the face of terrifying evil, the captain clown is the strongest backing of their entire team, so even if many night watchmen condemn the clown for being crazy and perverse, and her surname is tyrannical and distorted, she still trusts and loves the captain, and she can't imagine that when she meets the professor twice, her teammates around her will inevitably die sadly one by one when they reach the captain.

The clown said as if he had an obsession: "It wasn't me who killed the professor's conspiracy." ” "I know, Captain, I know.

If it weren't for the delay of a few people in charge of the inquisition, we would definitely arrive in time to prevent you from being framed by the professor and attacked by Natasha's rage.

Juliana expressed her strong dissatisfaction with the church and the Inquisition, and although she repeatedly asked to leave as soon as possible and not to let the professor go, they continued to discuss whether this was a plot for the professor to distract the night watch from the betrayer, and wasted a lot of time before making a decision.

And if it weren't for the fact that the Church and the Inquisition had previously regressed and weakened under the oppression of the aristocracy, how could everything have come to such an irreparable point Lund was not included in the night watch after the Professor, and did not scramble to find a possible place for him to hide until he heard that something had happened to the Joker, and then met up with Juliana nearby.

At this time, he said the latest information: "Morningstar is dead, and he who was killed by the professor left behind the end of the betrayer.

His tone was cold and full of rage, and if the professor appeared in front of him at this time, he would definitely not be able to help tearing the professor to pieces.

"Is it" The clown's anger seemed to gradually ignite again, and he said with difficulty: "It's because the church is too depraved and weak, if it's the same as before, how can we be teased twice by the professor like cats and mice" "Yes, I think that many people in the church have lost their devout faith, and under the pretext of difficulties and obstacles, they compromise with the aristocracy and the darkness" A layer of red flames erupted from the angry Minsk, and he felt a little irrational.

The clown's spirit became excited, and his speech was no longer as intermittent as before: "Although I have been unable to control my madness after arousing the blood of the puppet, and have committed many crimes, killed many innocent people, and have been complacent about it, like a real clown, after being influenced by that ascetic, I have devoted myself to the Lord, remembered the oath of the Night's Watch, abandoned pleasures, and willingly lived forever in darkness to guard light and justice, and devoted myself to fighting evil." ” "No matter how crazy and tyrannical I am in the eyes of others, even the ordinary family members of the evil ones, but I don't feel guilty about everything I do, it's all for the purpose of eradicating evil" The clown seemed to bloom with the last light of his life, and after saying this, his breath suddenly became weak, and his eyes looked at Lund, Juliana, and Minsk: "I hope you don't forget the night watchman's oath not to compromise with darkness and evil, and not to let the professor go" "Yes, Captain."

Juliana answered with tears in her eyes but unusually firm.

Lund, on the other hand, drew a cross on his chest with reddish eyes, and said solemnly to the clown: "Night is coming, and I will guard it from now on until I am called by the grace of the Lord.

I will forsake the other, and will dwell in darkness, and will not have a wife, nor children, nor fiefs, nor riches.

I will turn away from glory and praise, and I will do my duty until I die.

I am the opposite of evil, the mortal enemy of the fallen.

I am the flame that resists the cold, piercing the light of darkness.

I give my life and glory to the Lord to guard the darkness for Him, tonight, night and night. ” With tears in their eyes, both Juliana and Minsk repeated the Night's Watch vow: "I give my life and glory to the Lord to guard the darkness for Him, tonight, night and night." ” With difficulty, the clown stretched out his left hand and drew the cross in front of his unbroken heart: "I give my life and glory to the Lord to guard the darkness for Him, tonight and night, and so and so and so As his voice grew deeper, the clown's eyes slowly closed.

His vision had drifted away, and Juliana's sad expression had blurred.

At this moment, the clown was dazed and heard crisp footsteps Lund was the first to react, turning his head sharply, then his eyes widened, and he said in surprise and fear: "Lord Amorton" At the door stood a woman wearing a red bishop's robe and a special red square hat, with long black hair and a beautiful face with a faint compassion.

"Lord Bishop Amerton" Minsk and Juliana were also full of shock and panic, but they didn't expect that it was the giant in charge of the Inquisition, Cardinal Vera Amorton who appeared here.

Is she chasing the Joker?

Will she punish herself and others together?

Almorton walked quickly to the clown, half-crouched down and looked at it for a while before saying, "I'm a little late, the clown's soul has been cut by the sword of truth" As she spoke, a milky white holy light emitted from her hand slowly faded the invisible and distorted gap, but the clown's flesh and blood no longer had the previous wriggling feeling, like a mess of meat.

This is a sign of depletion of life force.

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"Lord Amorton" noticed the abnormality of Amorton's performance, and the grief-stricken Lund and the others did not seem to have come to arrest the Joker Almorton half-crouched in front of the clowns, looked at them slightly, and said in a heavy tone: "The nobles are arrogant, they have forgotten the blessing of the Lord, the church is weak, and they have lost the glory of God.

I think you should be well aware of this. ” Lund and the others, who had just said these words in grief and indignation, felt the same way, but these words were almost betrayal of the Church, and they still did not dare to repeat them in front of the cardinal in charge of the Inquisition for a while.

Seeing that they were silent, Almorton turned his head to look at the clown: "You are the Lord's most loyal night watchman, and I pay you high respect on behalf of others in the church who are as dissatisfied with the status quo as I am.

Whether on earth or on the heavenly mountain, we will walk with you, and the glory of the Lord will surely envelop you, and you will never be alone. ” The clown was almost speechless, but his vague sense still erupted with intense joy.

"Lord Amorton, you are the anti-status quo faction within the Church," Lund asked cautiously, something he had never heard of.

Almorton stood up and looked at them with pity: "Yes, will you join in" Thinking of the previous powerlessness and grief, thinking of the fate of the Joker, thinking of the glory of the past, thinking of a big man like Almorton taking the lead, Lund, Juliana, and Minsk all drew crosses on their chests and said firmly: "Only the truth lasts."

We defend the glory of the Lord to the death."

The clown's consciousness is completely blurred, as if he has fallen into a dream that will never wake up, and he clearly feels the breath of death.

And before his consciousness completely disappeared, he seemed to see a silver-haired man in a red shirt and black coat in his dream, he held a glass of red liquid, and laughed softly: "He really tried it" To be continued: