Joey stood in front of the crying goblin with his sword in hand. The high mystery was like a heavy shackle on Aurora's shoulders. She put down her hands tremblingly, and her eyes met the cold blue eyes of the messenger.
"You wouldn't take the initiative to tell the truth, would you?"
"Not even to death," replied the goblin.
Death is not easy. Both Uriel and Aurora knew this well. The situation of the two people turned around in an instant. Perhaps no one here knew Aurora's mood better than him.
A large ice curtain rose up, covering the figures of the messenger and the goblin.
"You want to resurrect Niklos Timmel?" Joey asked.
"The goblins know everything that happened in Knox, but humans are often ignorant." Uriel believed that the goblin lady must have exhausted her lifelong courage when faced with the provocation from the messenger. Her illusive body was covered with ice and snow, reflected on the other side of the ice wall, and trembled with fear. "Yes, resurrection. It's not surprising that the knowledge of fairies can do this."
"Then you should know that death is no longer an excuse for you." The young man leaned down and his voice was like a whisper in his ear. His pale face had no expression or warmth. "You are the embodiment of water, but your fire is not."
An extremely eerie chill crawled over her skin.
…
Uriel reluctantly opened his eyes, he was too tired. Fortunately, the heat from the wound was no longer lost, and the pain was replaced by numbness. An orange-red hand waved in front of his eyes, and Uriel pushed it away. "I'm okay."
York was about to say something, but it probably wouldn't be comforting words. But a scream suddenly came from behind the ice wall, and then the sound suddenly stopped. The mercenary's movements froze for a moment.
"He...what is he doing?" Meimi asked quietly.
The mercenary moved his Adam's apple and said, "Interrogation."
"Does the mysterious person even need to learn this?" Uriel immediately woke up. He never imagined that Joey could still master the skills of the veteran police officers in the Sheriff's Department.
"Bai, he won't-?" Maybe he will.
Although Uriel felt that the envoy would definitely not treat him the same way, no one could say what would happen.
"Now you know you're afraid?" Sauron has always been interested in intimidating his apprentices. It made no secret of its pleasure, which made the whole ring sparkle.
It also made Uriel want to tear it off and scratch the runes on it with a small piece of metal on the ground to see if this guy could continue to make noise.
Memie stared at them with disbelief.
"Don't think too much." York explained, "He is different from adventurers like us. Croita is one of the seven fulcrums in the mysterious field, and is the organization that is best at exploring mysteries... Astrologers rely on astrology and Otto's The messengers come to explore the path of destiny, but messengers rarely have astrologers, so they need to use other means."
“Is an astrologer different from a messenger?”
"Maybe so."
"The Tower of Sky is an organization of astrologers, but that doesn't mean it doesn't need other types of mystics." Sauron was not surprised by this. "Of course, the messenger can also be an astrologer."
It jumps out primarily as a rebuttal to Yorke.
"I just heard about it." The mercenary admitted. "There are experts here. Uriel, your mentor is here." His tone was not refreshing, "You might as well ask it, if it is willing to tell you."
"My name is Sauron Gerson" the ring emphasized. "You know these too soon, Uriel, they are not good for you"
I wish you could tell me something useful, but you never do. Uriel said in his heart. If anyone thinks that I want to become the apprentice of the famous Sky Realm Messenger, then he is totally wrong.
But in any case, there is no better news than that interrogation is not a required skill and is related to becoming a mystic. "I can learn many things through magic." He thought about how he once told York that he longed to be a messenger like Joey, but there was nothing wrong with being an astrologer.
Uriel knew very well that it was his previous near-death experience that made him change his mind. I want to be an adventurer, he said to himself, and I thought so even before I came to this world. I wasn’t strong enough or responsible enough, but I was hungry for new things.
But before that, you have to find a way to get the messenger's forgiveness.
…
"It seems you lack the tolerance for pain."
The young man pulled the dagger away from her chest, and Aurora immediately took a breath of suffocation and fell to the ground. The so-called interrogation was nothing more than two swords and the lives of a few goblins hiding under the stone bridge. To be honest, the latter doesn't seem to work as well as the former. "You have probably lived for thousands of years, but you are still so weak and stupid after thousands of years." He sighed in a very rare way.
"Elves and humans have different concepts of time, so you don't need to have any sense of superiority."
The fairy Kamaria tried to use words to regain some dignity, but if she wanted the messenger to compete verbally with her, it would be a dream. Joey turned around, and the ice curtain melted silently.
"Bai." Uriel felt that he had to say something. "...What did she say?" But in the end, she asked the fairy Aurora. That's what I should say at this point, he decided. Digressions are best discussed later.
As expected, the young man ignored his question. "Give me the wolf."
"Mr. Messenger?" York also became worried.
"The magic power of Kamaria will actively protect the believers of Broken Moon. This will weaken the magic power of the Moon City." Everyone could see that he was trying his best to explain. It's just that the effect is obviously unsatisfactory. "Soren, Soren Gerson, I know you've been listening."
He motioned to Mr. Ring to sort things out for him. Uriel's heart skipped a beat. Originally, Joey always told him the answer without telling others.
"Moon City is an ancient magical city, a mystery formed by the magic power of the Broken Moon. The werewolves and the White Moon Witch were close to the magic of the moon, so this was their residence. Broken Moon recognized them. 』
"Elves do not believe in Broken Moon, and they are also intruders to the Moon Capital." The adventurer understood, "So if Niklos wants to use the power of the Moon Capital, he must get the help of werewolves?"
"That's right"
Uriel said nothing, he couldn't think of what to say. He couldn't concentrate. Even the werewolf Memie could now ask questions before he could. Fear is not an emotion that a simple-minded little wolf can maintain for a long time.
Meimi asked: "Why does she have to use Kamaria's magic power?"
"Do I have to tell you 'This is necessary for the plan to resurrect Niklos' before you can react?" Sauron had a surprised tone, and his words were as mean as ever. "You are a railway worker, a worker at the Angmar Tunnel, anyone can tell that at a glance. I'm surprised that anyone would hire you to do this. Not many werewolves have brains, and we just killed one outside. Now you, a lucky little idiot, escaped from the massive subsidence and cave-in of the tunnel——』
"Of course I deliberately spared his life." The goblin added.
Meimi was stunned.
"Tonight is the tide of the Black Moon. The magic tide of the Broken Moon, a living body and strong fire, and a short period of chaos in the thread of law... But I never thought that there would be the mystery of the Sky Realm. Whoever wins will get the Elf Gold Cup." The Fairy Lady said weakly, almost puzzled. "It looks like an antique, not a mysterious object."
There was a familiar word in her words that brought Uriel back to his consciousness. He couldn't help but hold his breath.
It is easy for old objects to become mysterious, but the probability is not high. The Mysterious Man has never had much interest in ordinary things, not to mention that the Golden Cup still appeared in a small place like Bonfire Town. Aurora didn't understand how someone like Joey could care about a golden cup.
"I snatched it." Joey replied. "At first it was in the hands of the Glorious Council. Moreover, there are many mysterious people who are interested in antiques."
"It's really wonderful." York sighed a bit insincerely. "If you put together three conditions, you can resurrect your dead lover. There is actually such a way to resurrect the dead in the world."
"Broken Moon is also the goddess of luck, Berti. I'm not surprised at all when her plans are met with setbacks."
"The gods are gone." Aurora said softly, "This is an undeniable fact. They disappeared even a thousand years ago."
She looked up at the white moon in the night sky, her eyes showing some eager and timid emotion. "I haven't seen the moon in a thousand years. When Alanvor was pushed under the peaks of Angmar by Timir, I thought we had been freed."
"relief?"
"My people have been residents of the Black Moon River for generations. Our bodies are made of river water, and our souls are born from the water. The light of fire travels underwater. This is the civilization of our Kamaria fairies. The Broken Moon is It’s the god we believe in.”
"Do you still believe in Broken Moon?" Meimi was very doubtful.
"When we decided to free ourselves, we had already lost His care. Otherwise, there would be no need to keep you." The elf lady leaned against the stone bridge and spoke in an unhurried tone. "Take the treasure and treat it as the winner's trophy."
The little gray wolf's eyes suddenly lit up. "This is what you said." He raised his chin arrogantly, "Don't go back on your word! Now I'm going to divide it into four parts!" He also knew how to please the messenger.
Joey responded with indifference. The adventurer seemed to be a little overwhelmed by the surprise of such a lost thing. The ring has never seen the mountain of wealth at the bottom of the lake, and is mocking them for their short-sightedness.
The atmosphere suddenly became lively. After many twists and turns, the fruits of victory finally fell into their hands. If the Jinbei hadn't brought Joey, I'm afraid the ending would have been a different story. The apprentice looked around at the knight armor solidified in the ice and snow, the various stone sculptures, and the soft wax figures. In front of Joey, these troublesome things are just a pile of scrap metal, without any threat at all.
Uriel felt the beating heart in his chest, and even the wounds stung slightly. He suddenly found that a clear sign appeared on his future path. It was a thought that made people tremble when they thought about it, and there was no room for anything in their mind when they thought about it. The apprentice seemed to see the harp seat he looked up at at night in the Yotsuba Field, and the boundaries between the surface and the inside of things began to gradually blur.
Beside the stone bridge, the goblin silently and difficultly picked up the crushed ice crystals on the ground, muttering to himself. He turned his head away and saw that Meme and York were arguing about who should suggest to Joey to break a channel to bring up the treasure from the bottom of the lake.
There was no trophy more tempting than this, but Uriel hesitated. He felt that this scene seemed familiar.
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