Tasia sat in the bumpy carriage.
Before she even had time to realize what was happening, she was "invited" out of the house by these knights.
If they hadn't carried Lord Willard's handwriting and the certificate issued by the academy, indicating that the matter was urgent, she might have mistakenly thought that these menacing people had evil intentions.
What happened to the members of the Lily Club when they went out?
The handwriting only stated that Senior Raphael was seriously injured, and it was not known what the conditions of Chris and Wayne were...
With an uneasy mood, Tasia came to the Cathedral of the Royal Capital of St. Lornes.
A deacon was waiting at the door. He saw the carriage from a distance and came up to meet it.
He first nodded to the dismounted knights, and then said to Tasia very quickly: "Miss Tasia! Lord Bishop Willard has been waiting for a long time, please come with me."
Tasia was brought into the church in a daze.
Went around one side of the prayer hall, walked through an extremely long corridor, passed through three extremely heavy doors, and finally arrived at a very simple secret room inside the church.
High-magnification magic lights located in every corner illuminate the square room in detail. The moment she entered the room, Tasia felt the extremely active elemental power.
If the energy of elements that existed in the outside world was in a normal temperature state in the past, now it is in a boiling state in this room.
She couldn't help but froze, and her footsteps stopped there.
There were already many people in the room, Patriarch Willard, Academy Chairman Harold, and some people she didn't know. They all looked at her when they heard the movement.
He was looked at by everyone with different eyes, including expectations, doubts, dissatisfaction... just to name a few.
Tasia suddenly reacted, bowed her head and slightly gathered her skirt, performing a routine courtesy.
"...Is this the child?"
one of them asked coldly.
"Yes, I have confidence in her." Willard said firmly.
"I heard he is a civilian? If something goes wrong..."
The man wanted to say something to threaten, but the chairman of the board Harold interrupted him rudely: "If she doesn't take action, can you find a way to save Raphael?"
Harold was choked and speechless. The man's face was still angry, but he finally said nothing else.
"Kid, don't be nervous." Willard said, "Just do it as you usually practice. The magic elements in this secret room are much more active than the outside world, and your magic effect can be enhanced to a certain extent."
"In addition, I will also assist you."
Willard's comfort reassured her a little.
Being suddenly pulled into such an emergency situation, she was really worried about whether she would be held responsible if the treatment did not work...
However, since Bishop Willard is with him, he can put all those thoughts behind him for the time being.
Just to thank him for sponsoring his admission into Qingxi Academy was enough for him to go all out.
——No matter what his original intention is.
Making up her mind, Tasia walked forward and saw Raphael lying on the white hospital bed.
Contrary to his usual arrogant appearance in front of the student union, his face was as pale as paper and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Even in a coma, it seems that he has not escaped the pain.
Tasia gently raised her right hand and placed it about ten centimeters above Raphael's head.
A ball of holy white light, as bright as moonlight, lit up in her palm.
Everyone else present could not help but look slightly condensed, staring intently at the white light, as if they wanted to see some vital secret from it.
Only Harold, the chairman of the academy, seemed to find this scene a bit boring. He yawned and silently exited the door.
The deacon waiting respectfully at the door didn't show any surprise when he saw him coming out alone.
"Mr. Harold, any instructions?" he asked.
"Ah, it's okay, I just took a look."
Harold answered casually.
At the same time, his feet walked towards the dark place beside him.
"Mr. Harold!" the deacon stopped him, "This is the important place of our church, please don't walk around casually."
This man speaks in a strict manner, and at first glance he is not the type to be accommodating.
Harold gave him a displeased look.
"What? I am the guest of your Bishop Willard!" he emphasized righteously.
"Is this how you treat guests with such a bad attitude?"
"Precisely because you are a guest, you should not insist on making such a misleading move, so as not to damage the friendship between the bishop and you." The deacon replied in a neither humble nor condescending manner.
——The people in the church are really difficult to deal with.
Harold wanted to take advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention and study the reason why this secret room could increase the activity of magic elements.
If it could be copied, wouldn't it be better to secretly create a few rooms in the academy?
People in the church have always been very self-conscious, hiding all their "secrets" for fear of being known by others. Unexpectedly, even an ordinary deacon would thoroughly implement the church's style.
After complaining fiercely in his heart, Harold said without hesitation: "Then I'll go to the toilet."
"Please follow me, the toilet is over here."
The deacon reached out and tried to guide him.
"Forget it!" Harold flatly refused, "I want to go to the square outside to get some fresh air. You just stay here and continue to take good care of me!"
Without waiting for an answer, Harold waved his sleeves and left.
There are many pigeons in the square outside the Royal Cathedral of St. Lornes. During holidays, many tourists bring their children to feed them.
Harold walked to a corner of the square, found an unoccupied long wooden chair and sat down, silently watching the pigeons and children not far away.
After a while, another sneaky figure sat next to him, holding a newspaper, a new thing that was very popular in the royal capital recently.
"How is it?" The man covered his face tightly with the newspaper, but his voice came out very clearly.
"Someone was watching me all the time, so I couldn't study it carefully." Harold also lowered his voice and replied.
"Won't you find a way to get rid of them?" The person behind the newspaper became a little impatient.
"That's easy to say!" Harold's tone began to become angry, "I'm alone, how can I get away? If you have the ability, come in and help!"
Just when they were about to have a big argument on the spot, another voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"Eh?"
"Teacher and Mr. Chairman, why are you two here?"
Time seemed to stand still for an instant.
The two turned their heads mechanically and saw Wayne's face full of surprise.
