Witek Shazo replied smoothly: "Of course someone saw it. If I want to catch the murderer, I must collect information."
"Maybe the murderer is also looking for you." Uriel said angrily, "And it will be more efficient than a seriously injured person like you." For the sake of Gaia, he had better stay calm. Destiny is not such a toss-up.
"You're right." A crooked smile appeared on Witek's face that didn't look like a good guy. "I just want him to know that I'm still alive and in Brumnot."
"What will happen to him if you die?"
"He no longer has any scruples...A lot of people will die because of this," he said. "As far as I know, a gang member has already died in the church."
"I also saw his body." Uriel thought of the closed door and the description of "losing blood" in Officer Agatha's mouth.
At the time, he focused his attention on it, but then he became distracted again. The dead were not strangers to him, and there was nothing to be surprised about. In Yotsuba City, he had seen all kinds of strange corpses and also caused an equal amount of deaths. When Joey was clearing the way, he would never avoid the undead that gathered in groups. They would often kill as many as they saw and pushed them all the way to the alchemist's hut in Sonbigler. Later, Joey entered Hercule's rebirth place alone. Bai Zhishi's power is irresistible, and he has become accustomed to it.
But to put it another way, once the White Envoy determines that he does not have the ability to be an envoy, even if Uriel chooses the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he will not approve it... No, the mentor will respect my choice, but this does not prevent him from feeling disappointed. Some things he would say to me, some opinions he would not express. Uriel could not imagine such a situation of mutual tolerance.
Bodies and murders were nothing, and how many people would die in the future was not a concern for him. Everyone must die sooner or later, and Uriel has great faith in the Detective Queen's ability to solve crimes. They are professionals, and there are only a few ordinary people in the entire Public Security Bureau.
"You look distraught," the wounded man said.
These words interrupted his thoughts. When Uriel returned, he took a detour to the church, which was still blocked. Perhaps he would have to wait until Agatha Poirot solved the murder tomorrow before he could be allowed to kneel at the goddess's feet.
The apprentice had just learned about the Fire Trial from his mentor, which made him even more restless. However, the source was not this graduation ceremony that had nothing to do with him, but his friend Gissin Dewar. Wilhelmina and Xiao have to wait for another year, but Jising... he has already reached graduation time.
According to the regulations of the Ministry of Education, a mentor has a direct quota, which allows newcomers who pass the trial to directly enter the tower to serve. Before Uriel came to Chloe, Mr. Oswide would probably give his best students a letter to join the astronomy room.
In the tower, the astronomy room received even more attention than the affairs department. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is at most the same level as the Affairs Department. After all, the latter is a government agency that manages Sky Island, and is far less important than the astrologers in the astronomy room and the envoys from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who are the basic skeleton of the Sky Tower. Of course, few people in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are willing to choose, just like the descendants of the kingdom's nobles are unwilling to wear armor and join the army. Some losers will be interested in it, which is equivalent to a declining family relying on obtaining knighthoods to maintain their honor.
Uriel is Joey's apprentice, and almost only the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is the only way to go. But Mr. Oswald seemed to have other plans, and Bai Zhizhi was also hesitant. Most importantly, it was up to me to decide the outcome. Bai Zhizhi respected my choice, but he didn't respect other people's... Uriel didn't dare to guess Jixin's mood, and even found a reason to refuse the magic text tutoring.
"That's all?" the wounded man asked.
"What?"
"The things that worry you now. The tendency to focus on the course, the doubts about your own abilities, the self-pity that your trust has been betrayed, the anxiety and fear of not being recognized by someone. Let me count them. Look, it's not enough to count on one hand. .”
Only then did Uriel realize that he had actually told the Sheriff in front of him what was on his mind. "I heard that the palms of people who always lie will turn into sausages." The apprentice muttered, "If you can still remember my kindness for saving your life, just pretend you didn't hear anything."
"You don't have to worry. I don't even need to remember these little annoyances."
"They are important to me," Uriel retorted.
"That's the truth. A person's breath has no sense of existence in the flow of the atmosphere, but it is very important to him."
Maybe my troubles don't even exist in Witke's eyes. With this thought in mind, Uriel poured himself a glass of water. "I thought I could become a mystic in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Both a garrison and an envoy." He whispered. "I am not without talent in combat, but I am still not as good as Mr. Osvid's evaluation of my astrology course. It’s too far. I can feel the opponent’s magic in the battle, but this is far inferior to the accuracy of relying on star charts to deduce the past.”
Wittek's eyebrows wrinkled and relaxed. "I shouldn't have dragged you into trouble, but I still tried so hard. Maybe I also lost confidence in myself."
"I haven't lost faith."
"Then you don't have to worry about these things."
"Aren't you worried about being accused of being a murderer?"
"So I'm working on it."
Uriel looked at him and said, "Then what results have you achieved?"
"So far, not yet. The incident at the wedding has indeed spread, but I am the only one who knows the truth now. The murderer is very cunning and has not revealed any traces."
"I don't understand what you're saying."
"Indeed, because you refused to participate."
"I just told you, uh, things that I shouldn't have said. Now you seem to understand me better." Uriel considered the words, "I don't want to repay a favor, but I just help you out of the goddess's teachings. . It also provides a place to rest and allows you to inquire about my news... but you only have to lie here and even do your own thing. This is really unreasonable. "
"This is so unreasonable!" said the wounded man, "Then what can I do for you?"
"Tell me about you." He felt vaguely ashamed of his capriciousness. The wounded man smiled and agreed, as if he had lost his memory of the apprentice's previous refusal. He couldn't help but add: "But I haven't agreed to help you yet."
"Of course. My request does not have any legal effect. Without a search warrant from the Sheriff's Department, you can refuse any request. I just think, kid, you are a devout believer."
This guy thinks he deserves to be my elder. Uriel estimated that he was about thirty years old, but that was not accurate. Judging the age from the other party's ferocious face is a big problem, and the information provided on the ID does not include this. But in any case, he didn't think the sheriff could comment on his character and the current status of his occult studies. A whole day passed, and the wounded man's brain failed to return to normal. "Say it quickly," he urged.
"Wait a moment." Witek organized his words and finally decided to start from the beginning. "The night before yesterday, Father Dunbar Fielding of the Church of Gaia and I went to Hardy Manor to attend a wedding banquet. The grapes there are very famous, so the host prepared red wine. But I hated its sour taste, so I didn't drink it. Now it seems like it was meant to be.”
"As soon as the guests were seated, Sir Hardy ordered the door to be shut. I followed Father Fielding and sat down near the groom, when I heard gossip being discussed - two women talking about the bride's lover. I was Women have no prejudices, but when there are many of them, it is a complete disaster." Sheriff Witke lamented, "They exchanged unfounded rumors with a tone of gloating and mentioned that the bride's lover was outside the door. I I was aware that tonight’s wedding banquet might not be that simple, but I wasn’t alert at all.”
Obviously, our police detective has no experience in telling stories and reporting, and his narration of the murder process was trivial and messy. Uriel pricked up his ears and eliminated the useless parts of his words.
"... After the priest read the marriage certificate, the groom picked up the bride and kissed the decoration on her forehead. At that time, the servants lit fireworks in the garden, which could be seen even in the Harbor of Far Light. The singer also drank wine, and he was When I got to the end of 'Eternal Vow', I suddenly fell asleep. But no one noticed anything unusual at that time."
"Eternal oath?" Uriel asked casually. He thought he had heard this name somewhere.
"Church music. Looks like you're not as religious as I thought."
I am a knight granted a profession by Gaia. "Could it be that the way for goddess believers to prove their piety is to go to church every day? You can say that is diligence."
"That's not the point. Anyway, I hate the singer's unclear enunciation and I wish he would shut up."
This is really strange, Uriel thought. I don’t like to listen to songs at weddings, but I can remember what the singer sang. It seems that he often participates in similar activities.
"Eternal Vow" is a solemn religious song that is often sung at the weddings of Gaia believers. The opposite is "Nightingale Poems", which is a piece of mournful music.
"Then I stared at poor Father Fielding. He drank a lot, but there were still more people toasting him. Especially Sir Hardy. It seems to me that the first condition for people to get a title of nobility is to exercise good temperament. He was drunk. It turned out that Fielding's belly stretched out all the way to the priest's cassock. When he fell on the table, I thought he was drunk."
"Maybe this is the truth." The apprentice interjected. "Sedatives are not everywhere." He never understood why Witke was obsessed with sedatives. He was nearly late for the second time this morning.
"I'm sure I'm right." Officer Witek remained firm. "After the priest fell, a waiter delivering the cake walked up to him and suddenly pulled out a knife and slit his throat. Blood spurted out. You I don’t know how scary that scene was, but the bride who was closest screamed all of a sudden. But as soon as she screamed, she fell to the ground and started snoring. I don’t think no matter who she was, it would not be a sign of excessive fright. Fall down and go to sleep.”
Uriel agreed with him and motioned for him to continue.
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