In the dungeon of the First Heretic Inquisition, there is a small and dark cell. The prisoners in there, even the most senior jailers, are reluctant to take a look.

　　 A human body with no complete skin and flesh, lying quietly on the icy ground, the only evidence that he is still alive, there is only a slightly undulating chest.

　　 An eyeball was dug out alive, and only a **** scar was left on the finger. Blood foam came out from the corner of the mouth every time he breathed, and maggots were squirming in every wound.

　　 The faint sound of rubble sounded from the ground. At first it was just a small crack, and then it slowly expanded into a hole.

　　 A chubby man with a gray-headed face got into the prison and turned around and pulled another tall, thin, tall companion up.

　　 The short and chubby man poked his finger at the body on the ground and yelled softly: "Mr. Tristan, Mr. Tristan!"

　　 "Should you die?" The thin tall man scratched his head and said.

　　 The short fat man frowned and just wanted to say something, he was overjoyed by the moans from the ground.

　　 "He's not dead yet! Help me, help him up!"

　　 The two hurriedly helped Tristan sit up. The latter opened the only remaining eye, looked at them weakly and said, "Who are you?"

　　 The short fat man patted his chest and said, "Master Rachel sent us to rescue you."

　　 Hearing the familiar name, Tristan squeezed a smile on his devastated face: "Mia asked you to save me?"

　　 "Mia?" The short chubby man glanced at each other with his companion, and said suspiciously, "I remember that I was talking about Lord Rachel."

　　 The tall thin man shook his head: "Don't talk so much nonsense with him, get him out quickly! In a while, the guards are coming!"

　　 "I can't go..." Tristan's sudden sentence surprised both the rescuers.

　　 The short fat man knelt down anxiously, and said anxiously: "You won't go?! Stay here, do you plan to die?!"

　　 The tall and thin man said in a vicious voice, "Look! That's why I said before that we shouldn't come to save people in the church at all! I really don't know, what does Lord Rachel think?!"

　　 "Shut up!" The short fat man turned his head and glared at his companion: "The leader's decision has never been missed!"

Tristan listened to the conversation between the two and said softly: "You don't understand. If I just leave like this, maybe my life can be saved, but the group of vultures in the church will use my escape to frame it. Many more people, including those who are kind, those who have helped me, and my master, Bishop Abel..."

　　 The short fat man approached Tristan and yelled: "It's this time, do you still have concerns about others?! Do you know? You will be executed next week!"

　　 Tristan didn’t seem to care about all of this at all: “I know that the stake was placed in the center of the Holy See Plaza. I heard that tens of thousands of people would come to watch this torture.”

　　 "If you know, why do you still...?"

"You may not understand that for human beings, there are some more important things besides wealth, power and life." With only one eye, Tristan looked at the fire on the aisle outside the prison. , Smiled and said: "That is the truth."

　　 The tall and thin man sighed heavily and patted his companion on the shoulder: "Let's go, this guy can't be disturbed at all. If you don't leave, the guards on patrol are coming..."

The pudgy man was still a little unwilling to give up: "Mr. Tristan, you may not know how much effort has been spent on rescuing you, Mr. Rachel. You must know that saving someone out of the heretical inquisition in the Pope’s country is simply better than It’s hard to climb to the sky..."

　　 Tristan raised his head slightly, glanced at the man in front of him, and whispered: "There is a secret pocket sewn into the lining of my jacket. You can help me take out the contents."

　　 The short fat man Yiyan found his hidden inner pocket and took out a drop-shaped earring from it.

　　 Tristan looked at the earring by the light of the fire, with tenderness in his eyes, and said softly: "Please bring this jewelry to Mia Evandelin for me."

　　 "Mia Avanderin?"

　　 "It's the Rachel in your mouth."

　　 The tall and thin man suddenly pressed his ears to the ground, and said anxiously: "A guard is here! We must leave quickly!"

　　 The short fat man put the earrings carefully in his arms, and said to Tristan again: "Sir, after this, we may not be able to help you."

　　 Tristan looked at the two people in front of him, and whispered: "Please help me convey a word to Mia."

　　 The short fat man retracted his lower body into the hole, only showing his head and looking at Tristan: "Tell me a word? What is it?"

　　 "Please help me tell her: The last thing I regret in my life is that I didn't muster the courage to dig through the wall and rescue her from the cage..."

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　　 Todd's soul space, the atrium garden of the institute.

　　 "It's really rare, you would actually think of meeting me here." Rachel looked at the blooming and spring flowerbeds around him, smiled and said to the back figure sitting on the bench.

　　 Todd turned around and looked at Rachel, holding up a dozen beer in one hand and shaking a few boxes of stewed vegetables with the other.

　　Rachel smiled and sat next to Todd, opened a can of beer, and threw a brine peanut in his mouth, and said comfortably: "This is what life should be."

　　 Todd looked at Rachel's cheerful look and smiled without saying a word.

　　 The latter squinted the former, and said indifferently: "Your meditation is over?"

　　 Todd nodded.

　　 "That crow girl, did you tell you about the declaration of war?"

　　 Todd nodded again.

　　 "Let me guess, you must have returned from the Kingdom of Shadows to Twilight City by now, preparing to deal with the next war."

　　 Todd nodded again.

　　Rachel rolled his eyes at Todd: "Can't you just say something except nodding your head?"

　　 Todd looked at Rachel's face, and after hesitating for a few seconds, a word suddenly appeared.

　　 "Let’s have a baby."

　　噗!

　　 A sip of beer came out of Rachel's mouth, and she knocked over the stewed vegetables box in her hand.

　　 Knowing this woman for so long, it was the first time Todd saw such a "wonderful" expression on Rachel's face.

　　Accidents, panic, confusion...and some things that Todd couldn't understand.

　　 "Why do you say this kind of thing suddenly and inexplicably?" Rachel wiped the wine stains on his body and straightened his clothes: "You pulled me in specifically to talk about this?!"

　　 Todd opened a can of beer, raised his neck and took a big sip, and whispered, "You are so smart, you should be able to think of the reason."

　　Rachel put the can on the bench, looked at Todd's profile, and sighed, "Is it because of the tyrant?"

　　 Todd took another sip of beer, looked at the fountain in the middle of the garden, and said nothing.

　　Richel sighed softly: "Have you made a decision?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or the lie... The lie is that I have no regrets, and the truth is that I am beginning to hesitate." Todd fell to the back of the bench and laughed at himself: "Being a human for decades, suddenly One day I am going to change to another identity to survive, and I am a little at a loss."

　　Rachel stared at Todd's profile and said quietly, "Did someone say something to you?"

　　 Todd turned his head to look at the woman, and said helplessly: "Rachel, you sometimes scare me smartly."

"Okay, let's put it aside and talk about the kids first." Rachel gently held Todd's hand: "I understand what you think, but I may not be able to realize your wish. ."

　　 Todd asked strangely: "Why?"

　　 A sad look appeared on Rachel's face. She covered her lower abdomen with one hand, shook her head and said, "My body has some problems."

　　 Todd frowned and straightened his body: "Are you trying to say you can't have children?"

Rachel hesitated for a while, and then said: "There is nothing wrong with saying this, but the actual situation may be more complicated. Due to my physical shortcomings, although I have always hoped to see your heirs, I have found my son twice. Three people. Don’t you remember? The first time was Karin, the second time was Deirdre~lightnovelpub.net~ Todd somehow understood: "You mean, because you can’t have a baby, That’s why you brought Karin and Deirdre to be with me..."

　　Rachel's smile was a little reluctant: "Todd, I am not a generous woman, and I don't want to see my beloved, with other women in front of me..."

　　 Todd hugged Rachel with a guilty heart, kissed the other person's forehead lightly, and whispered, "You don't have to do this at all."

　　Rachel put his chin on Todd's shoulder, and said softly: "I just don't want to make your life imperfect because of myself..."

　　 Toddy touched Rachel's hair and said with a smile: "I'll talk about the child later, I want to talk to you about the future of the kingdom... well... weird..."

　　Rachel raised his head and looked at Todd in confusion: "What's the matter?"

　　 Todd touched the top of the woman's head, felt the touch of his fingertips, smiled and said, "I have never noticed before, there is a small scar on the top of your head."

　　Richel pulled Todd's hand away without a trace, and said nonchalantly: "It's just a scar left by naughty when I was a child. You just talked about the future of the kingdom..."

　　 Todd put the scars behind him in a blink of an eye, and started discussing some things about Twilight with Rachel. ...

　　

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