"Today is a good day, Your Excellency Xu Yichen." The man in the suit of William Morris appeared in front of Xu Yichen. He was one of the few Europa people who could freely enter and exit the Loess Mansion: "Why should the game we mentioned before be set for today? What do you think?"

Xu Yichen was a little surprised. He thought these people would drag the game until the day before the main competition of the Honor Soul Competition. Although it was a bit slapped in the face of the Europa Empire, when did these people care about this empire?

The man in the suit smiled awkwardly: "It was Ms. Jeona who had some minor problems. The game had to start in advance. I hope you can understand."

He had to smile bitterly because the problems that actually happened were far more serious than he said.

To put it simply, Ms. Morris Jeanna is facing the problem of faith collapse. In order not to let the company's most important investment be wasted, William Morris just spent a high price to secretly hire a famous psychologist to intervene in Ms. Jeanna.

The story has to start with that dinner. After leaving the dinner, Morrilyn used her superior skills to throw away the female assistant and the assistants and directly found Hedram.

It is not difficult for Morrilyn to find Hedram. As the base camp of the Morning Light Church, the powers of these church subordinates do not need to hide their whereabouts. However, the only reason why Hedram and the swordsman Arthur have not left for the time being is that they are still looking for the traces of Salil Chado.

They did not believe that the group of Madame Kislie had the ability to kill a half-step legendary Shadow Master, but the fact is that Sally has never come back to report, and the Church of Morning is not a toilet, so they come and go whenever they want to come. Once it is confirmed that Sally has rebelled in the mission again, their mission is to kill the traitor.

"Hedram, I want to talk to you." Paladin Jena came to the door and raised the [Sword of Glory] in her hand: "About it!"

Hedram's face changed immediately, a little unnatural. Although Sword Saint Arthur never spoke, his perception was far more sensitive than others. He grabbed his sword and walked out of the room without saying a word. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the street corner, obviously not interested in the little secrets inside the Chenxi Church.

"Okay, come in, what do you want to talk about?" Hedram took a step back and looked at [Sword of Glory] with a complicated look.

"Is this sword harmful to the carrier?" Paladin Jeona Ping held the sword box of [Sword of Glory] and stepped forward and asked.

Whether it is the belief taught since childhood or the moral concept in her heart, she cannot hide the anger in her heart further, which is not directed at Hedram.

"Calm down, Jeanna, I'm confused by you." Hedram soothed his juniors while checking the window and door: "What do you know? Who told you?"

"Answer my question first!" Jeanna stared into Hedram's eyes: "Tell me the truth for the Lord of Dawn!"

"Now you are asking me, not I am asking you." Hedram calmed Jeanna's emotions slowly: "If I can't figure out what's really like, I won't say anything."

"Someone told me that there is something wrong with this sword, which will cause problems with the carrier's body. Sword masters of all generations have been very short-lived. Except for Saint Alexander, its users have never had legends." Morrilyn did not say nuclear batteries, radiation and other words that she couldn't even understand.

"Who told you this?" Hedram asked: "You are the master sword officer of the Holy Sword, you must pay attention to your image!"

"But I have indeed felt a little discomfort these days, and in my impression, the position of Sword Master has not had a legend for a long time, or in other words, among the classics I can access, the person holding the Holy Sword has not occupied much space!" Jeanna asked back: "The only thing I can ask now is you, Hedram, tell me, this sword is fine!"

Paladin Jeanna held the [Sword of Glory] in front of Hedram and asked loudly, but the only thing Hedram could do was turn his head and dare not look her in the eyes. At that moment, she understood everything.

"Why?" Jeona asked in confusion with tears in her beautiful eyes: "Why?"

"Why?" Hedram smiled bitterly, reached out and took off his wig from his head, revealing his bare head: "I didn't figure it out, so I couldn't set foot on the legend. Stannis might figure it out, so he left the church."

[Sword of Light] fell to the ground with a clang, and Na stood there in distractedly: "Does the Lord of Dawn really care that such a thing happen? What do we mean to the church?"

"Don't be so pessimistic. We can't speculate on the will of the Lord, but I can answer your doubts about the church." Hedram brought his wig again and restored the image of the elegant paladin: "Because you are too close to those aliens, the bishops don't want aliens to have too much influence within the church."

"It was them who asked me to cooperate with those aliens at the beginning." Jeona asked confusedly.

"But they didn't expect the aliens to have such outstanding work." Hedram patted Jeanna on the shoulder: "Your reputation among the people is almost beyond Stannis, and they can no longer bear the birth of the next Stannis."

"When did you find the problem?" Jeanna pointed to the holy sword on the ground: "I mean it is harmful to the carriers."

"Just just now, just as you held the sword and questioned me." Hedram's face was full of loneliness: "At that moment, I finally figured out why I became the sword master at that time and why my body continued to weaken."

The two new and old generations of sword masters looked at each other for a long time and speechless. In the end, Hedram shook his head and picked up the holy object from the ground: "It should have a very slow impact on people. I have been a sword master for six years, and it has only really affected my health since the third year. You don't have to worry about it for the time being."

No, Jeona subconsciously took a step back. When she asked, the expression on the female assistant's face was not as relaxed as Hedram said.

"Are you going to rebel from the church tonight?" Hedram shook his head and placed the holy sword on the table: "If you really plan to abduct, I can think that nothing happened tonight. You have never come to me, and I have never heard of anything."

"If you have thought about it, you can go find those group of Madame Kisri, or Seris. They have a way to make the priest of the God of War disappear and also let you leave Shabak City." Hedram said and walked out of the room, leaving Jena alone: ​​"I'll come back in five minutes, you decide for yourself."
Chapter completed!