Uriel opened the door and found no one or any trace. He closed it again, and it looked as if the magic had been working. The silence pointed to the terrifying future. He did not dare to shout and even hesitated before taking every step. He wanted to peek into the future, but he didn't know if he should use this opportunity now.
"Gunther!" he called to his companions who had been driven in earlier. "Where have you been, you bastard?" The voice echoed in the stone wall.
Without the devil's presence, Gunther must be hiding somewhere. He shuffled, the wound on his shoulder aching. Agatha was wise to let me go, but we won't get a second chance.
He could not forget the sight of the Black Knight standing over the corpses of nuns and priests. Now he was standing beside the remains of these clergymen. Uriel knew the location of the cemetery like he knew the lines of his own palm, but he had no time to spend burying these poor people. I have to come back later, he told himself, and things have to be prioritized—
However, I don't know the basis for sorting. The Black Knight's words were like a thorn in his mind, always urging him to move towards the clouds of the past. It was Dunbar Fielding who died, but he was thinking of Father Hilde who had appeared in the chapel when he was a child...and Sister Mary. Gaia taught me not to be deceived by appearances. He moved forward and pushed open the iron door of the dormitory. I have to see the truth.
It's not surprising that the room is messy, it seems like there has been a storm here. The nuns resisted, and there were more Knights of the Cross than imagined. They fell to the ground or cabinets, their bodies covered with iron-gray lines. There wasn't much blood. Uriel stepped over the dead man, the anger that had been extinguished by suspicion reignited. The cotton-popped sofa blocked the entrance to the stairs, and he chopped it into pieces with his sword.
The space upstairs seemed more spacious and less crowded. The corridors were hung with paintings and statues of the Virgin, with angels flying around her. The goddess has different incarnations on the earth. She rarely drives believers because good virtues do not pass through the hands of others. Uriel had never seen such bright colors. When he was a child, he couldn't distinguish the outline of the pattern on the tapestry... But in the other world, the gift of divine magic will never fade.
The bishop's body lay on a chair, his head leaning against a rose window. After praying, Uriel took out the key to the bookcase from his robe, and then gently turned the second pole behind the armrest. In the teachings of Gaia, the number two has hidden and secret symbolic meanings, representing the truth behind appearance. It is said that the second incarnation of the goddess was a white dove, whose pure white feathers were invisible to all.
There were a lot of documents in the bookcase, so he had to put them away. The secret room was not far from the deceased, and the door flapped like a shell. The shutters that gradually unfolded under the pull of gears were covered with scorch marks from the fire, and a square brick on the top of the flower window cracked into several pieces according to a certain pattern. As soon as it was opened, a large amount of ash fell like snow.
Uriel was convinced that the bishop resisted more fiercely than anyone else. The mysterious black knight entered the house from the courtyard without any cover. The clergy and crusaders stationed here were slaughtered, and our actions kept the battle unknown to the outside world.
But the believers bought precious time for the bishop. Uriel could imagine how he tried his best to open the secret room under the pressure of the Sky Realm and burned the documents inside with a candlestick.
He should have used magic, which would have burned it cleaner. The apprentice picked out a relatively complete piece of paper from the thin dust. The text on it was neither Common Language nor the new version of magic text. Of course it couldn't be the Eastman South language he was familiar with...but he could still recognize it. This is the divine word of Gaia, used only within the Church.
If the church might have any secrets, they would probably be recorded here. Uriel suppressed his violently beating heart, hoping to find some clues on the paper. It was not easy to do this kind of thing, and he felt the guilt growing in his heart with his movements, deepening with every word he read.
"Mission...Report: Application for suspension...There are too many unstable factors. It is recommended to change the informant. Their sins of violating canon rules are seen by the goddess. It is time to eliminate..."
This passage is vague and unclear. He rummaged through the embers and found another piece.
"After it is put into use...the scope of land taxation changes..."
That ends the above. Even Uriel couldn't draw any conclusions from it. He had no choice but to keep the information in his mind, hoping to find clues to connect them. However, these documents are like a summary of the affairs of the church branch in Bloomnot, and are probably not related to each other. He didn't know if the secret the Black Knight was talking about was hidden in it.
"In the south, the Eternal Blue Vein changes course..."
"...Executor's report: The heresy purge is over..."
"..."
Soon, a piece of text caught his attention. Uriel carefully flattened the paper and read the characters at the very edges. They are connected by a word that is all too familiar to the apprentice: "sovero". The name is embedded in a half-written sentence.
The Strigoi search for Sovero...Dead End Alley...checked and it says, keep an eye on Gardner Reynolds. But that was all, the flames devoured large chunks of text, and the words of God were mysterious runes that even astrologers who could peer into the past could not recover.
The part that is quite far away from it can be seen clearly, but it talks about another thing: the number of people who are pregnant this week far exceeds the estimate, and the second application for supplies is being made. There isn't much useful information either.
But it didn't matter. As soon as he saw that name, Uriel knew that most of the tasks Agatha had given him had been completed.
"Gardner Reynolds," he repeated. "I'm sure you told a lie. Mademoiselle Poirot will be deceived by your performance, but I will not."
He decided to leave immediately. No one in all of Brumnot knew the potion's effects better than he did. He shuddered at the thought of the vampire merchant being involved in the potion and using the contract to clear his suspicions. It was a fool's errand to stay here and wait for Gunther. Even when he walked past the bishop's body, Uriel told himself to distinguish priorities.
But suddenly there was a bang, as if someone hit the door panel. Uriel quickly retreated, and the frightened Yu Yun almost made him turn around and throw out the sword. It is unlikely that the Black Knight left anyone alive, this can only be Gunther's fault. The apprentice looked down angrily...
…Gunther opened the door and lay down on the floor. An arrow pierced the chest. The wounds on his body were more severe than when the Black Knight massacred the cultists. The demon's power had no effect on healing his injuries, and only a circle of flickering magic words was blocking the flow of his life.
The state of the companion who appeared in his field of vision was not what he imagined. Uriel's heart sank. The church finally responded, but they arrived too late and found the wrong enemy. No, maybe they were right, it was Agatha and I who found Whittaker and his fellow rats. It should have been clear to me from the beginning, how could the spies sent into the Sheriff's Bureau by Starless Night be innocent? I'm afraid these demons are looking forward to this scene...
"Run!" The dying demon on the ground warned him. Blood and sound gushed out together. "He is not--"
The hum of bowstrings could be heard in the mist.
The shock did not affect his movements. Uriel ducked subconsciously, and the arrow pierced the wall with a thud. The rose window supporting the bishop's head was shattered all over the floor. The apprentice couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat as he looked at the arrow shaft that was half-embedded into the wooden wall.
He didn't dare to save any more and directly activated the prediction magic.
Vision
Uriel rolled forward and hid in the cabinet, and another arrow broke through the thin wooden wall and nailed him fiercely to his previous position. Then he opened the parchment and whispered a prayer. The two golden flames of the shelter rushed out, and the sacred light fell from the sky, penetrating through the gap in the floor and trapping Gunther inside.
The next second, three arrows flew out, forming a black rain of arrows in mid-air. Their magic-laden flashes poured down on the wooden house, tearing it to pieces instantly. The sound of shattering wood and stone echoed through the courtyard.
When the firepower subsided, the ground looked like it had been hit by a rain of meteorites. Even the marble was smashed into a large explosion-like deep crater, and stone powder and wood chips were flying everywhere. Their enemy has not shown up yet, but Uriel has already learned his determination to kill and silence.
The apprentice climbed up from the ruins behind the shelter. Gunther inside did not expect this magical defense to be astonishing, and was so frightened that his face turned pale. "For the girl's sake in Dead End Alley, this is the last time," he told Gunther, dragging the guy into the silver lilies. "If you really still have faith in the goddess, her messenger will protect you." The silver lily is a symbol of Gaia. Legend has it that the flower is a letter leading to heaven, and the silver lily will guide devout believers to the goddess. the way.
Gunther's expression was full of guilt and confusion.
Uriel had no time to pay attention to him, and thick white frost spread on the soles of his feet. The Ice Blade knew where the arrows would land better than the archers, and cut down these deadly weapons one by one in the air. Only then did he realize his progress - before receiving training, he would never have been able to do such a precise strike.
"Are you the killer of the church?" He secretly probed, and the other party responded with an arrow.
Uriel did not expect the enemy to respond. In terms of professionalism, the enemy is much more experienced than Gunther, a half-full guy. If a killer starts chatting with his target at this time, he can consider increasing the bargaining chip to make the target change his employer.
The arrows were attacking the apprentice's body, but they were not as deadly as they were at first. Uriel had no ability to predict the landing point of each sword, and his defense relied heavily on the magic of the ice sword. The Aloof Praise is currently the only mystery that he can skillfully use. Of course, its essence is actually the evocation of the Holy Word. However, controlling ice and snow was a completely new experience. Within the magic range, Uriel discovered that he could drive ice crystals with his thoughts as fast as arrows flying across the sky.
In this way, the battle becomes easier. As long as the apprentice concentrates, he can use frost to slow down the arrow speed, deflect the arrow, and then raise his hand to chop the flying arrow with ease. A thought came to his mind. He wished he could wield the rapier as well as his arms during the test in the training class.
