The Black Scepter

Today is the day when the laboratory locks the door. I hurriedly ran to do the final test. One more. Recently, there are some Calvins. I hope the weekend will be better.

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Black robe with white stripes on the edges and a symbol that makes the entire Byzantine heresy tremble on the chest-a six-pointed star with a long sword in the center, which represents the arbiter of the "Arbitration Sword", the largest arbitration institution of the Inquisition. .

This is not the department responsible for investigating things. The six departments represented by the six-pointed star of the Tribunal, in addition to the "sword of adjudication," and the "Cobb right eye" integrated by the official intelligence, study the heretic spell and determine whether it is a prohibited "Moses law." "Staff", these three departments are the tridents on the bright side, which guard the firm position of the Holy See, while the specific functions of the other three departments are basically unknown, and even the name has not appeared in the public eye.

If the referee treats the Windsor family with a friendly attitude, it should be the researchers of Moses Staff or the intelligence investigation team of Cobb’s right eye at this moment, because of the huge fluctuations caused by the Holy Fall and the remaining Relics are samples that are worth collecting and researching by these departments, but a group of judges who will only try heretics has proved their primary attitude.

"Jacob, the high-ranking arbitrator of the Sword of Arbitration, was ordered to investigate the matter of the Holy Land of Mullentar."

The headed person is not tall, but the 30-year-old touched his face with a weather-stained touch. When he saw the young Murphy walking down the stairs, he didn't seem to regard the child as a decisive character. His expression was indifferent. Even Ashcandi, who followed Murphys, owed his extra gaze.

Naturally, he did not discover the true identity of the beautiful lady of nobility—a state as strong as Ashcandi. If someone is seen through the identity casually, he can really roll back to the coffin and continue to sleep as soon as possible.

The name of the high-ranking referee is definitely not low. According to the professional title, the lowest member of the ruling sword is the judge, which is divided into three levels. The members can only become judges by accumulating credit and being nominated. With such a long existence, generally speaking, this is already the highest position that ordinary members can achieve, because the death rate of the Sword of Judgment is really too high. The increase of the position does not mean to sit back and relax away from danger, but means that it is more from high-risk tasks Further, so there is a huge opportunity for such a cruel elimination system. The higher the construction of the professional title, the more abnormal the strength. After reaching the title of the high-ranking referee, it means that at least the "II" level of strong position is sitting in this position. For example, the presence in front of you is a high-level knight who can serve as a general in the army!

The falling sunset stretched the shadows of several black-robed men, and Murphy whispered after the formal salute: "The sword of adjudication needs the help of Windsor?"

No nonsense, exactly the same style as the Duke of Akar, and Ashcandi behind Murphy smiled slightly, his eyes deep.

The old housekeeper who had been following him did not say a word, quietly looking forward to Murphy's performance-as for Ashcandi's identity, the old housekeeper listened to the Duke, although as a believer, he did not have any unnecessary nonsense.

"I was in charge of the commander of the magistrate's "sword of adjudication", and I was responsible for leading the entire team of judges to conduct a series of investigations in Mullental, including the location of the "advent" ceremony and all possible heretics in the entire region."

Jacob was expressionless and had no flattery with the heir in front of him, but his words seemed to have a different meaning to make Murphy frown.

Although he didn’t take control of a large family from his father’s position, Murphy knew that even if the other party was an institution of the Inquisition, he was not qualified to be arrogant enough to force arbitrary activities in the lord’s domain. The tone of conducting heretic arrests and investigations definitely does not mean friendliness, and it is not the attitude that the big nobles should have to be "instructed" to conduct "investigations".

"Here? Does Mulenthal's heretics become a gathering place for imperial heretics? Or does the ruling sword think Windsor is suspected of harboring heretics?"

Anyone can buckle his hat, Murphys is also the first time that as a heir to the duke, he faced the high-ranking referee who basically did not dare to gasp in the empire.

Sure enough, a big hat made the other party's face obviously change, but the long-term "posthumous" ruling body was not so easy to pull down, and he was reluctant to murmur to Jacob, who bowed his head to an heir: "It is the referee's office to eliminate heresy The first priority, I hope that the Windsor family must be an example of anti-heresy in the empire."

These words made Ashcandi, who looked like a vase character behind him, cover his mouth and smiled, causing Murphy to look back, and the big heretic who couldn’t be bigger could wink at him and make a face. Murphy was so depressed that he had nothing to say.

The old housekeeper still stood by, squinting slightly like a sculpture.

Turning his head, Murphy has no interest in continuing the conversation-in fact, this is a face problem. Both sides respect each other and there is nothing. Investigate and investigate. If you find heresy, you find heresy, but a virtue that everyone owes you is natural. It won't make people feel good, and more importantly, don't look for Ashcandy behind him now.

Murphy didn't want Windsor to be charged with "hiding heretics" or "treason," and it was not easy to end.

But just when Murphy wanted to let the old housekeepers pass away, the last afterglow of the sunset in the hall disappeared.

Murphy, who suddenly remembered something, suddenly turned back! He saw Ashcandy's unusually enchanted eyes staring at him, and the smile on his lips raised strangely.

Murphy instantly froze in a sweat!

Oh shit! This is bad! He even forgot that Ashcandy would change his character at night!

Murphy, who swallowed hard, turned back and tried to divert the attention of the members of the Sword of Judgment, but found that it was too late.

The five arbiters in black robe uniformly picked up their weapons-four long swords and a staff. The hospitality hall of the Duke's Palace was instantly filled with the stagnation of the atmosphere when the elements gathered!

The changes of the two pupils have already explained everything, and the superfluous nonsense seems to be owed to the sword of adjudication.

Before it was too late to curse, Murphy understood that he was facing a very difficult choice at this moment-whether to choose to stand on the side of the referee or Ashcandi?

The choice of neutrality does not exist, and standing idly by means standing up two enemies at the same time.

If you stand on the side of the referee, although you will not be killed by Ashkandi, it is obvious that Ashkandi may later even level the castle with the Windsor family and stand on the Ashkandi side, This means that you and the entire ruling sword and even the entire empire are standing on opposite sides!

At this moment, the old housekeeper still had no unnecessary nonsense. In the face of sudden tension, he just moved slightly, stood in front of Murphy, and said lightly without looking back: "Master, forgive me for my incompetence, only Can block for two minutes."

There is no complaint. The old housekeeper who loyal to Windsor doesn't care what happens next. He only cares about the young master behind him.

The Duke's travels reduced the number of guards at the entrance of the mansion, and the Sword of Verdict seemed to care little about what was wrong with doing it in the mansion of a big noble!

Murphy froze, and immediately made a decision.

"Don't force it!"

He slammed and retreated, and the old Phaffa surged, his figure was already rushing to fight with the three people in front of him, and at the same time, a fiery flame swept the Murphys shoulder and flew over—

"boom!"

Fortunately, the magician standing in the back with a staff in his hand aimed the first spell at Ashcandi standing in the same place. The sudden burst of air gave Murphy the power of the instantaneous tenth-level spell for the first time— -This shows that the opponent is at least a low-level magister!

Although Murphy's current crystal level has reached the level of the magician, but he can't cast a spell like this even if he is holding a magic wand-not to mention that he has even a magic steel dagger just after dinner at the moment. Without straddling his waist, fortunately he could barely fight after picking up a decorative sword hanging on the wall.

"The heretics will eventually be purified, even if you are heir to Windsor, the end result will be the same."

There weren't many surprised expressions, and the senior referee Jacob quickly accepted the reality that the boy in front of him was a heretic "friend"-in fact he was far from clear what it meant for Murphy to take such a big risk.

The strength of the old Pafa high-level great swordsman is equivalent to "level II", and it is the pinnacle level. In the face of the three "level IV" sword masters, there is still room for power. In the case of "IV" level magisters, once the firepower is concentrated, the old Phaffa may really only fall after two minutes!

Murphy understood that it would be unwise to rush to death at this time, so he ran down the stairs to the second floor without hesitation, and Ashcandi looked at him meaningfully and ran away without saying a word. It was bombarded by three consecutive levels of magic over fifteen, but there was no extra action.

After a few hundred years, the explosion sounded in the Ducal Palace, and no one remembered that the last similar scene was caused by the same person~www.readwn.com~The shock wave shattered the glass of the Ducal Palace. Vulgar family knights and sword masters have come here, but Murphy's figure is faster than anyone!

The three sword masters were blocked by the old Phaffa with their long swords, the magician bombarded Ashkandi, and Jacob stood there intact—for the high-ranking chief referee of this level, which was terrifying The heresy that the dark breath is not strong should be the object to be wiped out in the blink of an eye, not even the necessity of his shot.

The burst of elemental smoke engulfed Ashcandy with red eyes.

At the moment, Murphy jumped down from the platform on the second floor, and with an unprecedented momentum, attacked the magician standing at the end of the referee team from above!

The Magister had rich combat experience, the staff suddenly slammed towards the ground, a translucent shield suddenly appeared on the head of the elderly mage, blocking Murphys long sword from the shield, and then he was a high-level big Knight Jacob's unresponsive blow!

Murphy stood on the shield and raised his sword to block, the crystal energy was fully mobilized for the first time after promotion! This steel sword with a low magic rate was bright in a short time, and it blocked the Jacob's diagonal cleavage in a burst, but the power gap between the high-level knight and the low-level knight was too obvious. A few meters of Murphy's embarrassed impact on the wall, but he did not hesitate when he got up, Jacob squinted, and it was unexpected that Murphy's strength was so difficult-he was just one Children of the level of guarding knights have great potential, but they are far worse than themselves, but they don't want to be able to resist this blow without being injured!

Jacob sighed slightly in his heart. This may be another wizard, but the sword in his hands is merciless-who made this child an enemy of the sword of ruling?