Arnold breathed deeply, frowned and asked:

"Then I want to ask you, is it that if I die, the war will end? Is the invasion aborted? The gap here has been opened, I die, and soon the next person will come to replace me, but what about you? Church of Quietness, Church of the Night, how much power can you put into filling your vacancy now?"

The demon wolf was jumping in the gaps in the town, and he was more and more adapted to the body, as if he was a giant wolf galloping in the Ammanda Mountains. The Archbishop's voice was intermittent, and it was even more ethereal:

“It’s different.”

The old demon wolf, who had mixed into the characteristics of humans, raised his head for the last time and looked at a white smoke gradually fading away from the mountains in the distance. At this moment, his spirit finally relaxed, and the last spider silk that was shaking in reason was broken. His body began to mutate further, and some ambiguous words mixed with wolf howls in the beast's throat came out:

"What are you involved in the war that God of War initiated for harm?"

"At least...I stopped you... Now..."

This sentence was interrupted by a hoarse howl, and the last trace of human struggle in the demon wolf's eyes disappeared. It opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards the human standing with its eyes closed.

Arnold was silent for a moment and opened his eyes suddenly.

His body quickly expanded. In the blink of an eye, Arnold became a giant four meters tall. His rough armor became iron pieces hanging on his body. The wound on his neck and waist no longer bleeded. Red silk threads extended from both sides of the wound, connecting like sutures, leaving a hideous scar. The giant's body surface was blue and black, with blood vessels twisted, and his eyes gathered towards the middle, turning into a vertical eye with only two pupils.

The giant and the demon wolf's jaws collided fiercely, and their feet plowed several meters of deep marks on the ground. The stone bricks cracked along the way and the frozen soil turned outward. He caught the demon wolf's mouth with both hands. His arms trembled slightly in the strife during the strife, and his ferocious sharp teeth were only a few centimeters away.

"I want to apologize to you, honored Lord St. Garrien!"

The giant spoke in a muffled voice: "If I had known that you had the awareness of death in battle, I would not have insulted you by surrender!"

"But I can't answer your question."

A dazzling dawn light burst out from the surface of the giant's body. The light purified the spirits that wanted to sneak attack, purified the dream that was approaching quietly. The light turned into countless sharp spears and swords, cutting the demon wolf's head into blood! Just as the demon wolf was in pain and wanted to retreat, he stepped forward with his right foot, grabbed the demon wolf's ear, and threw the huge monster out in a wrestling posture at the moment when the ruins were shaking!

"People like me, the people of our God of War!"

"It has nothing to do with faith or justice. We were born to live to die bravely one day!!"

...

In a dead wood outside Moon Town, a half-human and half-wolf monster was searching for living creatures on the snow.

It seems to enjoy such a hunting game, where the hibernating animals are driven out of the snow and the trunks by it, repeating endless escape games in its dreams. Its front paws are wrapped with red cloth strips, but its hind legs are the human legs with the joints bent in the opposite direction, and four flesh-and-blooded tentacles are exposed in the fur between the ribs.

It also has a human face, covered with wolf hair. It runs, jumps, plays with prey in the snow, and raises its head from time to time, looking at the distant sky with a confused look, feeling as if it has forgotten something.

What did you forget?

Swimming, Edward walked to the dead woods outside the city in the snow, and the thin wool scarf that was originally on His neck was transferred to the swaddle in His arms, and the child inside was asleep warmly.

The monster wolf rolled over vigilantly, and his teeth grinned.

"You are here, sir."

Its limited reason was quickly judging whether the person came or the friend, but at this moment, it suddenly looked at its front paw in confusion, and the hands of two humans wrapped in tattered red cloth were supported on the snow, and there was no flesh and blood between the ribs that wriggled like their hands. He hit the ground with four palms, and this posture was particularly strange and awkward because he turned back to humans.

He suddenly remembered what he had forgotten.

He looked at the gentleman Ruen in black in front of him, fear and uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

"Sir, I have completed your commission. Your archbishop is fighting the enemy to death. The people you want to protect have just begun to evacuate. I have brought this child who you hope to live well for you." Edward ignored his nervousness and took two steps forward, smiling gently, "I think I may need a guide who can take me to the Serenity Church. So do you still have a place to help me?"

"Ah, I think you still have it."

Edward walked slowly over and approached the man who was arching, as if he was not very comfortable with walking with his hind legs:

"Everyone has been evacuated, and you can also go with them to safe East Chester County, live as a human being, become the bishop of a church, and raise this child."

The demon gently bewitched this almost completely out of control by night, and used words to create a beautiful dream for him:

"Don't you desire a peaceful life? You are an outstanding extraordinary person, an excellent red glove. In addition, you can also become a respected archbishop, a good father who cares about children... Sir, war has ruined so many wonderful life, but fortunately, you met me, and you are now very close to all of this."

"Devil." Vincent said suddenly.

"You always call this the existence of fulfilling your wishes."

Edward joked unconsciously, and He walked to Vincent and handed the child out of his arms:

"Don't you want to hug her? She has lost her parents and is still so young, and she will lose another adoptive father who cares about her."

Vincent's eyes trembled. He looked at the sleeping child, recalling the words he had just said over and over again in his mind.

In fact, as the demon said, he was already crazy and became a monster, and would never have the opportunity to enjoy the warm sunshine and a beautiful life. What awaited him was the blade of his church companions. When he saw the trains taken by the people in Moon Town started, he was ashamed to be moved and wanted to take Vanessa with them, instead of staying in this mountain range full of war, fighting to death, waiting for the arrival of death.

How is the Archbishop?

The Archbishop may have...

His body trembled and made a weird and hoarse laugh. He dragged his trembling hands and feet to the demon, stretched out his hand to the baby in the swaddling baby, lifted up a corner of the scarf, and looked at her cute sleeping face.

The devil watched his expression change quietly, and a soft smile still hung on his face.

TBC

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Double update today!
Chapter completed!