Eric always felt that he could not get rid of the nightmare-like experience in the temple, but after he said all this, he felt a sense of relief that he had never felt before.

Especially when he saw his friends were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to rush to the temple to avenge him immediately, his heart seemed to be soaked in warm water, and those torn wounds seemed to be gently medicated and bandaged.

Eric seemed to have returned to his former cheerful and enthusiastic appearance, and shook his head: "Actually, I'm really fine."

Although he had a hard life before, choosing to come to Mosca Academy was really the best decision he had ever made.

Eric couldn't take care of himself now, but was more concerned about the temple knight that Gu Xingmian and the others talked about.

After all, in his impression, the Temple Knights were all there to carry out the Temple's orders, regardless of good or evil, and they were ruthless, leaving almost no one alive. That's why the Temple Knights were called the Temple's lackeys and had such a bad reputation.

However, they were spared twice by that Temple Knight.

Gu Xingmian started to raise his outrageous speculations again.

Unexpectedly, Eric denied it outright: "You don't know how the Temple trains these knights. In short, the Temple Knights who survived have completely lost their own will and obey the Temple's orders. Even if the Temple asked them to kill their parents, they would just do it."

Xiao Qiong and Gu Xingmian were stunned.

Gu Xingmian couldn't help but say, "Isn't this brainwashing?"

Eric nodded, "You can say that."

Anyway, he started with this, so he didn't hide it at all, and told all the information he knew about the Temple Knights.

Because Eric was born very sensitive to gossip, even if it was only three years, and in such a difficult environment, he still knew a lot of information.

In fact, there are not many Temple Knights. First of all, there are very few people who can withstand the powerful force to become Temple Knights, and there is a price to pay for bearing this power. They must bear the bone-eating pain brought by this power all the time. If one day, they can't bear this pain, the power will instantly backfire and suck their vitality dry.

Under such circumstances, the life span of most temple knights is very short, and not many can live for more than five years.

Speaking of this, Eric seemed to remember something: "Not all temple knights are like this..."

"I heard from the priest who guards us that there is a village in the deep mountains and forests near the Sangga defense line. The people in that village are self-sufficient and rarely communicate with the outside world. They don't have the talent of the ka, but they are all natural warriors. They are not like us. They have to go through all kinds of training before they can withstand the power. They can withstand this power by nature."

Xiao Qiong heard his words, and for some reason his heart tightened. He almost asked anxiously: "Then what?"

Gu Xingmian heard that there was something wrong with his voice and couldn't help but look at him.

Eric didn't think much about it. He sighed and said, "The people from the temple wanted to lure them to the central city at first. After being discovered, they wanted to capture them. But the people in that village were too tough. They would rather die than surrender. It is said that more than a dozen temple knights were lost in the attempt to capture them. In the end, that race was wiped out and the village was burned down by them..."

Xiao Qiong's mind suddenly flashed with the village in the sea of ​​fire, the men and women who protected them, and the screams and unwilling roars.

He clenched his palms, his voice a little harsh: "What happened later..."

"Later, they only caught a child, but this child was also very fierce. No matter how the people in the temple tortured him, he did not surrender. But... I was thrown out later, and I don't know..."

Eric thought for a while: "The temple knight you are talking about was able to beat Admiral Gwen and his guards without being able to fight back. This is definitely not an ordinary temple knight. Maybe it really could be that child."

Xiao Qiong did not speak again, but was absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking.

After parting with Eric, he remained silent.

Gu Xingmian held his hand, and he came back to his senses: "What's wrong?"

Gu Xingmian asked: "Are you thinking that you and that temple knight are of the same race?"

Xiao Qiong was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

The sea of ​​fire and screams in the memory fragments were too real. He had long thought that the memories he had lost must not be very good, but after listening to what Eric said, he still couldn't help feeling sad.

Thinking of the temple knight who might be of his own race and had experienced so much pain and suffering, he felt even more uncomfortable.

Hatred rose from his body.

A desire to destroy something surged over and was about to invade his reason.

At this time, Gu Xingmian suddenly hugged him.

Xiao Qiong was stunned.

Then he heard Gu Xingmian begin to curse the temple with all the vicious words he could think of.

As Xiao Qiong listened, the negative emotions that were originally in his heart slowly receded like a tide.

He raised his hands and hugged back hard.

Gu Xingmian felt Xiao Qiong slowly calm down, and his anger slowly subsided, and he said softly: "Don't be sad, if he is really one of your kind, he let you go twice, it must be because he still recognized you, he did not succumb to the temple."

"As long as we find out the conspiracy of the temple as Admiral Gwen said, we can definitely save him!"

His voice was decisive, and Xiao Qiong's originally desolate heart once again gave birth to hope.

"You are right, we can definitely save him!"

Isaiah returned to his temporary residence and sat on the chair.

The curtains in the room were drawn up, and only a slit leaked in a ray of sunlight. The ray of sunlight changed from warm yellow to orange-red, and then gradually dimmed, but Isaiah's movements did not change from beginning to end.

Until the sound of the communicator rang, interrupting his thoughts.

He looked at the communicator on the table, and the screen showed that the caller was Douglas.

The moment he saw the name, Isaiah's dead eyes seemed to be disturbed, although he quickly returned to his usual calm.

He answered the call and heard Douglas' question from the other end: "Why did it fail!"

The assassination had just ended, and Douglas already knew the result. The temple had already placed people everywhere, and naturally there were also people in the military district.

But Douglas didn't know the details of the assassination. From the news from the inside, he knew that Gwen had experienced the assassination, but did not die.

Isaiah took action but failed to achieve his goal. Moreover, after this assassination attempt, Gwen will be more cautious and it will be very difficult to find another opportunity.

He was so angry that he came to question Isaiah.

Unexpectedly, Isaiah's calm voice came from the other end of the communicator: "It is my responsibility, please punish me."

Douglas: "..."

Isaiah's words were not wrong.

Mission failure and acceptance of punishment have always been their logic of behavior.

But he just felt an indescribable depression.

For a moment, he even thought that Isaiah did it on purpose.

But soon, he dispelled this groundless suspicion.

The temple has been training knights for so many years, and this method has never failed. A killing machine like Isaiah acts in a methodical manner, so it is naturally impossible for him to be as sweet as the priests.

Moreover, although the temple knights are strong, they are not omnipotent, especially for tasks like assassinating the admiral of the military district.

If it could be done easily, the temple would not have been squeezed by the military district to this extent. It was only because of the killer Isaiah and the panic about Gwen's suspicion that he made this decision in a moment of desperation.

If even Isaiah can't kill Gwen, then no temple knight can do it.

Douglas sighed.

Isaiah on the opposite side said nothing, as if he was really a machine waiting for his orders.

Douglas's annoyance disappeared. What was there to be angry about with a tool?

"Okay, remember this punishment. Don't go back to the temple. Keep monitoring Gwen and find a chance to assassinate him."

Isaiah: "Yes." "

And the UR card. I didn't expect him to be in league with Gwen and the others. If you can't kill Gwen, then kill him."

Isaiah: "Yes."

Hearing Isaiah still being obedient as always, Douglas's unsatisfactory mood slowly calmed down, and his original dissatisfaction with Isaiah gradually disappeared.

It must be said that Isaiah is indeed the best tool in his hands.

So, he hesitated for a moment, and still said, "There is one more mission."

Isaiah: "Please give your orders."

"I received news that the military district intends to restart the 'Defensive Plan' and go outside the defense line. We must destroy their plan. Even if we can't, we can't let them come back alive."

This time Isaiah seemed to hesitate, and after a moment he spoke: "I can't complete this task alone."

Douglas knew it, and said: "I will let Hubert bring a team to join you, and this mission will be carried out by..."

He wanted to say that Isaiah would be in charge, but after hesitating for a moment, he still said, "Hubert will be in charge, and you will listen to his instructions when the time comes."

"Yes." Isaiah responded without hesitation.

Douglas was satisfied and said, "You don't have to worry too much about this mission. I allow you to use 'that thing' when necessary..."

This time, he didn't hear Isaiah's quick response as usual, and asked suspiciously, "Isaiah, do you have any questions?"

Isaiah's voice came through the "rustling" sound of the communicator.

"Subordinates, I will complete the mission."