What could be wrong with him? Uriel almost blurted out. This guy's magic is in the form of gaseous form. In terms of safety, it is even far superior to Gaia's magic, which is sometimes ineffective as an apprentice. He suspected that Gunther had deliberately ignored Agatha's magic in order to find a place to digest the results of the baptism.
Relying on the telepathy between the nameless people, Uriel found the button worker without any difficulty. He decided to let the bastard hide for a while. What was more important now was the church's secrets. It must be admitted that the Black Knight's words did shake some of Uriel's persistence.
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"I didn't expect Ronald to come back so soon." After Larsen got away from the affairs in the auditorium, his apprentice and secretary Sabina had been waiting in the corridor outside for a long time.
"He came back through the Star Gap." The astrologer apprentice told him. Obviously she doesn't understand the style of "Lion" Ronald Zachary. Larson had already made preparations to cross out the "Lion" from the observation deck's rotation. I didn't expect Ronald's vacation to end so quickly. That's what he really wanted to say.
The great astrologers in the tower each perform their own duties, and some positions are actually no easier than those of the affairs department. After all, Croy, the Sky Tower, is a large mysterious organization that oversees the Knox Wall. It has been the busiest group of mysterious creatures in the mysterious field since ancient times. While other mysterious organizations are busy fighting for vassal states, dividing places of faith, and plundering resources and populations, the guardians of order must always monitor the movements outside the world - the abyss and Gavash, the elemental world and the free garden. Once these mysteries Ending with Knox's internal struggle, the Land of Order will usher in a bloody change.
But in fact, external threats are not all. As far as Larson knows, the view of the inner and outer world is gradually becoming mainstream, and astrologers have different opinions on this, but the attitude of the sage Demosis is very ambiguous.
The Observatory has nothing to do with Larsen, he is an impure astrologer. Compared with prediction and observation, the work of exploring the stars in the astronomy room is more to his taste. The coexistence of opposites between mystery and order is fascinating. Larson has never met the wizards of the Silent School, but it is generally believed in the mystical field that their knowledge of Knox's mysteries is superior. His mentor once joked to him that the Silent School had lost a great wizard with a "professional counterpart". Larsen doesn’t feel sorry for them.
A certain corridor is filled with portraits of great men. Under the golden-red curtain, the oil painting exudes a strange fragrance, and the magical light is constantly rotating above. From left to right, the first one is "Victor" Veronka. His titles are quite luxurious: "Marshal Knox", "Star of Dawn", "Silver Song Paladin", and the unprecedented "Binnia" King of Io". His most outstanding achievement was leading the Great Alliance of St. Milende to defeat the invasion of the evil dragon Wintherspoon. When Larsen was studying history, some people had questioned his record - "Victor" Vilonca had an overly young face, as if he was less than thirty years old a thousand years ago.
But after the covenant book was lost and the alliance was disbanded, Knox's savior died at the end of his life. But no matter how the world changes, people in the mysterious field still remember his contribution.
The next person was a stranger, and the name card under the frame read "MacAdam von Rothschild." This great man has a frightening solemn face, and his rigid and sharp outlines can cut through the barrier of paper, penetrate through the soft color rendering, and penetrate directly into the inner world of the viewer. In front of such a face, all love and joy disappear. As long as its owner squints his eyes slightly, you will feel a stinging sensation like a sharp knife pressing against a soft throat.
MacAdam's achievements are still related to the evil dragon Wencespoon. He was once the second-in-command of Veronkar and the vanguard of the resistance to the Abyss. But perhaps due to bad luck, his achievements were few and far between, and he ended up staying in the early stages of the War of Dawn, causing him to lose his reputation in the mysterious realm a thousand years later. Perhaps with the exception of the three-thousand-year-old Tower of Croois, there are no portraits of him left in Knoxville.
The face in the next portrait belongs to the current sage Deimos, the Night Awakener, who was also Larsen's mentor. As an apprentice of Lord Sage, Larson thought that the fine print on the introduction were quite flattering. He only took a quick glance and turned a corner at the end.
Behind the corner is still the portrait display area. There are six portraits in this corridor, four belonging to the Astronomy Room and two to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Later, the painting became more delicate. They are all portraits of the deceased. Before his master was alive, Larson met two of his ancestors. One was the former chief of the Affairs Department and great astrologer Shaye Servais, and the other was the former foreign minister and commander of the air realm in the tower. "Grey" Envoy" Saxeton Sinclair.
One day in the distant future, I will also be hung here. Larson thought. Even Saxhidun will die one day. There is no reason that a person like him who is not good at fighting should live a long life.
At that time, the aftermath of the War of the Saints was still spreading on Binya Ao. The War of the Ravens led to the founding of the Mist City of San Carlos, but the undercurrent of the mysterious world goes far beyond the struggle between two small nations. The friction between the elves and the drow continues, and the Radiant Council suppresses the remnants of Garvash everywhere; the Ash Temple declares war on the Tower and the Oath Keepers Alliance in the north of the continent. However, although the three parties have stirred up anger in small-scale battles, The war did not start in the end.
Then came the demon-hunting movement that swept across Binyaio. Under Lucia's sun, the mysterious realm began to fade away. The Sky Tower ushered in a brief period of peace, but the Gray Emissary Saxhidon died before that.
He still remembered the buzz that had aroused in the tower when the news reached the apprentices. A memorial service was held in the Great Hall, during which Chester and Eds argued over who should succeed the Gray Messenger. The former believes that the Green Envoy Dean Rubin has superb governance methods, while the latter insists that the White Envoy has already established an unattainable position in the War of Saints, and the Sky Realm Commander is worthy of his name.
What happened next is interesting. Bai Zhi used his actions to prove that tower diplomacy required more than just governance, and Larson's mentor tacitly approved of this action. That seemed to be a very distant memory, and he could hardly remember it... Now that Chester died in Eastman, Eze retired to Sky Island, and I am already a member of the Destiny Gathering.
The corridor became quiet as we approached the conference hall.
His secretary did not adapt to this environment, especially after Osvid Sidney, the "Silver Cross", took turns at the observation deck. "Mr. Larson, I don't seem to have seen Roma. It is said that the Lord Saint informed the entire Destiny Assembly." The Destiny Assembly is the real top management of Chloe.
At first, he didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. "Where did she go?" Tell the child to be quiet, unless Broken Moon shows up during the day. "I'll have to ask Zachary later."
"This meeting seems to have been suggested by His Excellency 'The Lion'."
The news stunned Larson. "Zachley suggested?"
"Big trouble for the Foreign Office, sir. But that's all I know."
Could it be that as long as the White Envoy stayed in the tower, Chloe's vassal country would see an opportunity for commotion? There is also Zachary. Although he is officially in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he has never participated in any work except for the observation deck rotation. "I don't understand, what is the Blue Envoy doing?"
The apprentice secretary looked at him blankly. This kid is not even an official astrologer, he just wants to get patted on the head, what the hell was I thinking?
"Your Majesty the Lion has been alone since he returned to the tower." Sabina was worried, "and I didn't find Roma. Will something happen to her?"
Larson was in no mood to pay attention to that naughty kid. "As long as Zachary is here, she will be fine. Are Dean and Bai in the conference hall?"
"The White Envoy is not here, but the Green Envoy and Sidney have arrived. The latter is quarreling with Mr. Zachary - about the duty arrangement of the observation deck."
This is actually expected. "The commander is not here, where is the saint?" Someone has to break up the fight.
"You know the Lord Saint better than I do!"
"So my mentor still locks himself in his room and looks at the stars?"
"All I know is that he hasn't gone out yet," Sabine said cautiously. "But teacher, my snowflake ring is still in her hand."
"Honestly, Sabine, I suggest you go to the Ministry of Education and get another ring. No one will blame you for it."
"Sir, I can't take the lead in breaking the rules!"
Thank you for not being the apprentice of the White Envoy. Since Larson had already reached the door of the conference room, he swallowed these words hard. "Speaking of role models, I don't think there's anyone in Croita who deserves to be on the sign except Dean Rubin." He adjusted the angle of the flat mirror. "Everyone, I hope I come at the right time."
"It's not too late before they do something." A sweet magnetic voice answered.
Even though no one had arrived yet, the room seemed very crowded. The number of attendees at this fateful rally was comparable to the follow-up to the Broken Moon God's descent incident.
There are sofas and chairs scattered on the dark blue carpet, and no one is around the conference table. The "Lion" was holding a teacup that was less than half the size of his palm, and his brilliant golden-brown mane always made Larsen notice him first. "Silver Cross" was leaning opposite Ronald, using his unique slow voice to taunt his half-orc colleagues who had left matters to him. The curtains behind him were tightly covered, without a trace of light; Director of the Affairs Department "Storm Songer" Aironi played chess with Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs Dean; "Deep Space Patriarch" Terrence Smith Doward was the only member standing at the table. Like a crazy gourmet lover, he kept tapping a huge earth-centered egg with a chisel and licking the lava emerging from the eggshell from time to time.
Larson almost blurted out the rude greeting "How does it taste?"
"You are back, Miss Helen." Finally, he struggled to grasp the only breakthrough in the chaotic situation.
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