Vol 7 Chapter 968: Outsider

Agraia Aphrodite Nero, the pope's bedroom is as noble as her identity, the whole room is covered with a deep red brocade decorated with golden flowers, and a sleek sleek sword hangs over In the center, a little cold moonlight sprinkled from the skylight of the dome, and fell on the religious mural with the theme of God. The dark and deep room reveals a rich sacred atmosphere.
Nero is wearing a white feather coat. Every piece of this kind of clothing comes from the first piece of feather that grows on the white young bird. It feels soft and feels like it is stuck in it. It is extremely comfortable to wear on the body, as if it is always there. They are all in a soft embrace.
The bed table is set with the unique silver candle of the church, emitting pure light, shining on the white feather coat, and the candlelight splashes silver on the white skin of Nero, as if it does not belong to this world.
At this time, Nero is sitting in the foot bath in front of the bed. Because of the noble status of the pope, she always sits, and even the trip has a special person to lift the seat, away from the world, not enough, because of this, Nero’s show It is more delicate and soft than anyone else. When passing through the water that is immersed in the petals, the water droplets slide smoothly over the toes, occasionally being blocked by the slightly raised blue veins, but will soon fall off the other side.
At this moment, a soft knock on the door came, the door opened, a knight wearing a black light armor and a purple silk outer shirt came in. His appearance did not belong to the kind of Prince Charming, but it was extremely rich. British-style, white curly hair is very skillfully tied behind the head, a pair of sword eyebrows is even more impressive, will not forget at a glance.
He is the head of the current Cross Church, Hoan Risen.
"Gui'an, my pope." Hoan Risen made a respectful knight's ceremony to Nero. He came over and glanced at Nero wearing a thin feather coat, and immediately took off the honor that the pope personally awarded. The purple shirt, put it on Nero's shoulder, and carefully pulled the silk bedding, covering Nero's thighs to prevent it from catching cold.
Hoan Risen squatted to the ground without hesitation, took off his knight's gloves, took Nero's delicate white ankles, washed her feet like a humble servant, when Hoan Risen held Nero's show. When the foot was immersed in the water, his eyebrows wrinkled and said softly: "My pope, is the water too cold? I will help you add some hot water."
Nero raised his leg, and the show showed some splashes. He stepped on the chest of Hoan Risen and looked at him with a condescending tone. He said in a majesty tone of the pope: "You should die with me in the north." ""
Hoan Risen took out his own piece of clothing and carefully helped Nero wipe the water stains on his feet. He chuckled and said, "No, my pope, I will not let you suffer any harm, even if those beasts are you." Called."
Nero sneered a sneer and said coldly: "Is it alive or not, is it important for you?"
"Of course, my pope." Hoan Risen finished, feeling that Nero's skin was a bit cold, and he held the sole of the hand with one hand, the other hand rubbed his back, and the mysterious gods appeared in the eyebrows, subtle gold. The fire came out of the gods and attached to Nero's show. This golden fire did not have any destructive power. Instead, it was filled with the warmth of the sun. His voice also came. "You mean to me." Everything."
Nero looks at the goddess of Hoan Risen's eyebrows. This is the power of the cross church knight to originate from the belief in the heart, symbolizing the piety and dignity of every knight, but somehow, Nero sees its eyes like what is watching. Unclean things, after a moment of silence, she said quietly: "How much is my man left?"
Hoan Resen carefully cared for Nero, and the golden fire ran through the skin in the slender blue veins. After hearing the problem, he shrugged and smiled and said: "Unidentified Lancelot, the twelve Cardinals Two of the group, maybe a small number of other knights."
Nero’s eyes revealed a rare tired look. She slowly closed her eyes and said quietly:
The extreme north of 12 years ago was my last chance.

Hoan Risen's fingers stroking along the green back of Nero's foot, and touching her skin without a moment, said with a smile: "You are wrong, my pope, the opportunity does not exist from the beginning."
After a moment of silence, Nero opened his eyes and it seemed to ignite a flame: "But you should have received the news."
Hoan Risen's tone was very dull, and he said slowly: "Yes, the red blood empire will ruin the destruction of a cube in the north."
Nero's lips raised the indifference of the arc, and she squinted and said, "You don't have a sense of crisis? Or you have already thought about the countermeasures."
"Countermeasure? No, my pope doesn't need any countermeasures." Hoan Risen's hand lifted, and the flame of God's seal flowed to Nero's sole. He massaged some of the points under her feet to massage her. "Cold and ruined a Cube ~EbookFREE.me~ What about it?"
Nero said coldly: "What about it? Cold-heartedly found a means of destroying the cube, and soon will try to destroy all the cubes in the world, and even all humans will unite and end the collapse."
Hoan Risen shook his head, his face with a smile as always: "You are wrong again, my pope. The cube has been closely linked to the politics of various countries, and it has become inseparable. It has become a part of this world. Every ruler Everyone knows that the cube should be destroyed, but every ruler can't convince himself to do this, because once they touch this line, they stand on the opposite side of the people and stand on the opposite side of the whole world, with more than one billion in this world. The soul is the enemy. So, I don’t care if the coldness masters the means of destroying the cube, because that is meaningless."
Nero’s voice sinks into the sea, hiding an unassailable force:
She is a dragon, an outsider, and she is the best break in this deadness.

Hoan Risen just smiled: "Yes, exactly, it used to be. But now, with the key stone, she won't be a hero, she will only become a lonely walker, going farther and farther on the dark road, around her. People will die, betray, or die, until the last one is crushed by the huge darkness, and the outsiders will die in the game."
Nero looked at Hoan Risen inexplicably, and his face began to get a little bad: "You are so confident?"
"Because I know mortals." Hoan Risen took Nero's toes and lifted it to his lips, leaving a good night kiss on Nero's foot. He would be pulled to Nero and carefully Nero's little hand was put into the bed, and then he retired from the room, only the gentle voice echoed, "Glory to my master."