Samuel's bloodshot pupils dilated slightly at these words.But at this moment.boom! boom! boom!A rapid and forceful knock on the door sounded outside the lounge where Samuel was."Samuel." Branwen seemed worried. "Baron Henry was killed by a black magician. The Knights are searching for him. Are you okay?"As soon as Branwen learned that Baron Henry had been assassinated, he keenly sensed something unusual.He arrived outside Samuel's lounge and found the door closed and there was no movement inside. He immediately realized that his opportunity had come.There was indeed something strange about Samuel.In the flower garden, Samuel suddenly woke up from his dream of passion.He pushed Jinchen's chest away, begged in a tearful voice, and even moved forward to give her a brief and eager kiss."Let me go...please."Jinchen looked at the frightened expression of the person in his arms and finally gave up. He just comforted and coaxed him."Don't be afraid."Two seconds later.In front of the mirror, Samuel opened his eyes.He quickly raised his hand and wiped away the remaining tears on his cheeks with the sleeve of his holy robe. He took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the unfamiliar throbbing.Samuel stood up, straightened his slightly wrinkled robe, and opened the door.Outside the door, before Branwen could show the deliberately constructed worry on her face, she met Samuel's eyes as pure as the first snow in winter.Samuel frowned, as if he was slightly displeased at being interrupted in his prayer."Branwen?" Samuel's voice was cool and steady, without any abnormality. "I'm praying quietly, what are you arguing about?"At this time, several servants in charge of guarding hurried up from downstairs.One of them happened to see Samuel opening the door, and immediately bowed respectfully and confirmed, "Don't worry, Master Priest Branwen! We have been guarding the courtyard downstairs. Master Priest Samuel has indeed been sitting by the window praying and has never left."The expression on Branwen's face froze instantly, as if she had been slapped hard by an invisible hand.He opened his mouth and looked into Samuel's pure eyes, and all the questions and hints he had prepared were stuck in his throat.Samuel looked at Branwen, and there was even a hint of smile in his eyes, "Branwen, thank you for your concern."Branwen: "..."The sudden death of Baron Henry caused an uproar in the prince's residence.Prince Lyon was furious and ordered all exits to be blocked, and the Royal Guards and Knights Templar searched repeatedly.However, apart from the window frame of Henry's lounge that was destroyed by an invisible force and the dark magic fluctuations that were so weak that they were almost impossible to capture, they found nothing.There were no suspicious strangers, and no traces of dark magic to be traced.The crow that was briefly seen amid the servant's cries disappeared without a trace.Ultimately, the investigation had to be put on hold.The prince had a gloomy face and ordered the matter to be reported in detail to the royal family, requesting that more elite forces be dispatched to intervene.On the side of the Holy See, Bishop Cyril also promised to fully assist in the investigation.A hasty memorial ceremony was held in a side hall temporarily arranged by the prince.The white candles flickered with a bleak light, and the air was filled with the scent of requiem incense.Bishop Cyril held the Holy Book in his hand, and his deep prayers echoed in the hall, begging God the Father for mercy and purification for Henry's soul.Samuel was dressed in a plain white robe, with golden hair hanging down behind him, and stood quietly behind the bishop.He lowered his head slightly, his long, pure white eyelashes lowered, hiding all the emotions in his eyes, making him look extremely holy under the candlelight.It seemed to have gathered all the compassion in the world.At a certain interval in the bishop's prayer, Samuel raised his eyes and glanced at Henry's bloated body covered with white cloth.In a corner where no one could see, he curled his lips upwards ever so slightly.[The villain's darkening value is detected -5, totaling 75! 】Jinchen called back the crow that was distracting him.-Return to the familiar Vatican. Samuel walked alone to the secluded lawn behind the house.A small white marble fountain gurgles in the center of the garden, and the water droplets reflect fine rainbow light in the sunlight.Nearby, an ivy-wrapped swing swayed in the breeze.Samuel sat on the edge of the cool stone steps of the fountain, tightly holding the scroll containing the taboos that he had obtained from the library.He lowered his eyes, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the rough parchment surface.—"I could be anybody, my Samuel."The whispers seemed to still echo in my ears.My heart was beating heavily in my chest.Samuel could hardly restrain himself from believing the most unlikely possibility.The records in the scroll are vague and even contradictory, and there is no clear explanation of the connection between the Dark Evil God and the God of Light Zephyros.But similar or even identical looks cannot deceive.Samuel closed the scroll.He went alone to the bishop's private chapel."Your Excellency the Bishop," Samuel called softly."Kid." Cyril turned around and looked at him gently. "The celebration has just ended. Don't you want to take a rest?"Samuel took a deep breath, looked directly at the bishop with his silver eyes, and tried his best to make his tone sound just out of academic curiosity."When I was sorting out some old scrolls, I accidentally saw the record about... the Dark Evil God.""I noticed... His appearance seems... similar to that of Father Zephyros..."He didn't finish his sentence.Bishop Cyril looked at Samuel deeply and made a gesture, indicating that Samuel should stop talking about this topic immediately.Samuel's heart trembled and he immediately fell silent.The bishop was silent for a moment. The wind outside the window seemed to be louder, blowing the heavy curtains of the prayer room, making a rustling sound.The light from the setting sun made half of the room bright and the other half plunged into deep shadow.The bishop's voice was low, solemn even."My child," he began slowly, "light and darkness, like day and night, are meant to go hand in hand.""They... are twin gods born at the same time from the origin of the world."Samuel's heart suddenly sank.Twins...The bishop's gaze passed over Samuel, as if looking at a certain point in the void, and his voice became even lower, almost blending with the sound of the wind."However, according to ancient taboo records... thousands of years ago, the Father God sent down an oracle that strictly prohibited any race on the continent from recording the existence of the Dark Evil God, and did not allow any form of belief to be spread.""He was considered a taboo and was completely exiled to the land of eternal night in the north."The bishop withdrew his gaze and looked back at Samuel's face, which was unable to hide his astonishment. "Son, no matter what you heard or saw, you must remember it.""You are a beloved believer of the Father God. Do not let Him down. Be wary of the Dark Evil God. He represents lies, deception, and exploitation.""Lies, deception, evil incarnate..."Hearing this, Samuel felt a pain in his heart for some reason and touched his heart in confusion.He nodded slowly, "...Yes, Your Excellency."[The host is such a miserable god.] Ling Gungun sighed.Jinchen: "..."Jinchen broke the ripples on the water with a swipe, and the scene disappeared instantly.Zephyros is a shameless guy.No wonder so few people remember there is a dark god.but……Jinchen played with the water with his fingers, but the sunlight was fragmented and could not penetrate here.[What on earth is Zephyros afraid of? ]Ling Gun Gun also shook his head solemnly, "I don't know."Jinchen stared at it.Ling Gungun was embarrassed. [It wasn't mentioned in the original plot.][Go to hell.] Jinchen flicked it away, waved his hand and went to look for his little believer.