The path leading to the backyard was shadowy and overgrown with acacias and thorns. Uriel walked in the front, Sister Barnsa and the gatekeeper were caught in the middle, and the lion urged them with an angry look. The apprentice crossed the path, the ground was hard and wet, and his pace was too fast for the old nun to keep up.
"You have been here before, haven't you?" the witch whispered in his ear.
"I spent my childhood in a similar place," Uriel replied. He found that his voice was very muddy. "There was a murder in Brumnot, and many clues pointed to the church. We finally found evidence of a priest selling young children." He explained the story of Andrew and Bertha to Ms. Helen.
"The hidden dangers of the past will have an impact on the present and the future." Helen told him, "We live in a downward river, and the fish upstream must go downwards."
He remembered that he had said something similar to a certain stupid wolf. "Yes. I am trying to eradicate the evil of the present to avoid regret later."
"Is that why your mentor asked you to come?"
"I'm sorry for causing you trouble." In fact, Joey believed that his magic could help, and Uriel thought so too.
"You have nothing to apologize for. It's better to say that our mission has delayed your plan." The witch said generously, "The blood prophecy shortened the Lord Commander's vacation. To be honest, I'm surprised that he would agree to help you. of."
"I think... the mentor is not that difficult to get along with." Uriel's mood improved a little. "It's just that no one wants to be around him."
"It seems that you have taken that historic step."
"I'm so grateful to him."
"Who wouldn't be?" the witch said lightly, "but he didn't decide to take you as his apprentice because of your gratitude. Don't forget that, child. He did it because he was grateful to you."
Uriel didn't understand what this meant.
"Your past will bring you hatred." There was an inexplicable look in the witch's eyes. "Don't let that fool you, though. There's always someone to support you in the future, and the tower can be your second home."
"I think so."
"That's good. I'm really worried that the incident with Andrew and Bertha has made you distrustful of Chloe." She explained, "I know the commander... he may not pay much attention to guidance in this area."
No, he paid more attention to my mentality than whether he trusted Croita or not. "Thank you for your teaching." Uriel replied. In his eyes, this charming "Witch of Destiny" has been linked to the Ideological and Political Committee of the Department of Affairs. "I saw the building behind. But from my perspective, Miss Roma may not be here anymore."
"I can't see far, but your profession might help. I heard from Larsen that you can do prophecy magic."
"It's just scratching the surface." He tried his best to make his answer more humble. "It's just a little trick. My power is not enough to touch the fate of others, so I can't be affected."
The witch asked casually: "Is this magic brought to you by your profession? Or is it a talent?"
Uriel knew what she was suspecting, but it made no sense... His mysterious transfer took place in the secret room of Frostleaf Castle, and the only person who witnessed the whole process was Katie, the spirit of the castle. By the time he met Eds Haynes, the transition was complete. The druid regarded his magic as a gift of his profession, and the Office of Affairs did not even bother with this aspect during the review.
Not to mention his mentor is Joey.
As the leader of the Sky Realm, the White Envoy blatantly wears the mark of the Demon Hunter. I am afraid that any unknown person will try their best to avoid his sight, even the Black Knight of the Starless Night. There are demons in this world who dare to stay in the astronomy room, but there is absolutely no death row prisoner who loves the executioner - let alone becomes his apprentice. Could it be that Ms. Helen is suspicious of Joey?
Even if she had the slightest chance of thinking this way, Uriel would never allow it to happen. "I have no records in the Department of Professional Affairs." He forced himself to answer in the same non-serious voice, as if the other person was just asking the question out of curiosity. "It's called 'Knight of Proverbs', and it's a type of Gaia priesthood. I only learned about this later. The situation was critical at the time, and I had just changed my job not long ago, and magic was almost out of my control."
The witch seemed thoughtful. "Larson is right." She finally admitted, "You do have the talent of an astrologer."
By this time they were standing in front of the entrance to the backyard.
Uriel glanced back and noticed that Sister Barnsa was still far away from the gatekeeper who did not look like a knight, but with the lion Ronald around, he was not afraid of these two hypocritical demons in human skin running away.
"A cemetery," he said.
"I really don't know how Roma came here." The witch didn't need him to lead the way and walked straight through the cobblestone path between the stone monuments. She seemed no stranger to the places the church went to great lengths to hide. "Roma is a child and doesn't understand the adult world. Do you know? The women in the monastery are not really a secret."
"Yes. Many families know where this place is so they can send their daughters in if they make mistakes," Uriel said. "The church has protected them. I don't deny that."
"Don't be so sure. Now that this scandal has occurred in the church, it shows that their protection may not be effective." The witch Helen pushed open the iron door. Now they are only a five-step wide path away from the nearest wooden building. "And it was discovered by you that the church made a big mistake."
Discovered by us? "I don't understand. Ma'am."
"A semi-public adoption home, is it really like this? In the eyes of the nobles, all places where women gather are brothels...the only difference is their worth."
For a moment, indescribable feelings surged into his heart. Uriel could barely keep calm. He finally saw that the "Witch of Destiny" had some extreme prejudice against the Church of Gaia.
"The church is an organization of clergy." He said while holding back his anger. "Every clergy must be a devout believer in Gaia."
"There are mortals in there too, even fallen non-humans."
Beliefs are not divided into mysteries or races. He swallowed the words back. Uriel knew this type of person, and her view of things was exactly what others said. No matter what you say, it's useless. "I grew up here," he repeated, "and now I am a knight of Gaia." I will prove it to you.
There was only one light on in the wooden building, but the light could not penetrate the night. Uriel opened the door, and the girl kneeling in front of the statue of the goddess turned her head, with a look of panic on her face.
"Who are you?"
who I am? I am a wanderer returning home. I am the executioner of the corrupt. Uriel couldn't help but look at her. The girl instantly overlapped with the girl in the cemetery seven years ago. Where's your little Pod? He almost blurted out.
No matter what Uriel wanted to say, he didn't have time to say it. Witch Helen cast an inquiring gaze, making the other party tremble. "It seems there is still a devout believer here." She commented.
"Who are you?" The girl picked up the copper candlestick nervously.
"We are guests of Dean Barnza." Uriel told her, hoping that the familiar name would calm the other person down.
However, the witch seemed to know more: "She is someone you are familiar with." Ms. Helen said, "I leave this to you, Uriel." She flew out of the window gently, her veil shaking and fluttering.
Someone I know well? Uriel looked at the girl in confusion. He remembered Joey telling him not to tell astrologers his real name because they could see through the fate of mortals at a glance. These words made him cautious. "I am Uriel. Knight of Gaia. Miss, what can I do for you? Do you know me?"
The girl shook her head in panic. "I'm Dorothy...no, I'm Manet."
The apprentice was sure that he had never heard of this name. But this is not important. Manai is undoubtedly an unwed mother, and her soul has not yet recovered from the weakness of childbirth. She has so little magic power that she doesn't even look like a normal person. Uriel had a lot to ask her, and his suppressed emotions became more intense.
But in the end it was Chloe's mission that prevailed. "Miss Manai, do you know Roma? She is my...classmate. A blond lion."
Roma's name was like a spell, stimulating the girl. A variety of mixed and complex expressions appeared on her face, and then disappeared one by one. Manai's attitude changed drastically. "Are you Roma's friend? You are Chloe's messenger!" She threw away the candlestick and rushed towards Uriel. "Save him. For the sake of the goddess, please help Rama. Please save my child."
A realization came to him. "They were just sent away, weren't they? Your children, a lot of young children, they were all sent away by the nuns, right?"
"What did you...?" Manai raised her tear-stained face.
This time Uriel was not overcome by grief or regret. "Tell me," he said softly, "Roma is with them?"
"I don't know," the girl sobbed. "Roma knew that I signed and the children were gone. She was so angry that she left the convent overnight."
"Did you voluntarily...sign?" Even though the question was selfish, he still wanted to find out.
"I don't know." Manet, or Dorothy's cry became fainter. She looked at her hands in a daze. "I don't want to be a sinner, I want to go home. But I..." Her fingers were trembling.
Dorothy would never know that in her brief silence, someone seemed to be going through a long trial. But even if she volunteers, I will help her. Uriel thought bitterly. This isn't her fault. She was young and didn't even look older than me. The apprentice asked himself, I can't hate her at all, just like I can't hate Sister Mary.
However, Manai jumped into his arms and almost knocked him down. The girl's strength seemed to be astonishingly strong for a moment. She cried hysterically:
"I was wrong! Forgive me...help me...help me find Aiken. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have signed! I love him. Please find my child..."
Uriel felt like he was being hammered hard. Because this cry is so real, full of love and pain. It belongs to the mother.
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