"You should thank me," the ring said, "I thought misunderstandings due to miscommunication would only happen to Bai." Do you still want to restore the reputation of the church?"
"No, admitting mistakes and trying to make up for it is what the church should do. I am not the kind of noble knight who regards honor as life." The same is true for the Cross Knight. They should have made their allegiance to their faith, not to the Church of Gaia. Uriel sighed, "Maybe it's because Roma is not the kind of good child who listens to others. I...I'm a little anxious. I will apologize to her personally when the time comes."
"Your tolerance and generosity are really admirable." It became weird again.
"We will do this when we get to Six Finger Castle." Uriel pretended not to hear, "She also needs to take a rest. There is also Ms. Mabel's commission and the appearance of the Black Knight. I have to tell my mentor."
"The most important thing you should do is take a shower"
"...makes sense."
The Ladder Shuttle Station to Six Fingers Castle could not be located in Shimmer Town. Uriel did not think of this problem in advance. He had no choice but to return to the inn, intending to take a short rest. Roma followed him wordlessly, as if she had just emerged from a cage in a juggling class. Uriel can also understand her mood, and now they have completely calmed down. But when sitting across from each other, he still couldn't summon up the energy to communicate with the other person.
There wasn't much on the inn's menu, so dinner consisted of onions and boiled beans, which was obviously not Roma's cup of tea. But the wine list is quite complete. There was a bottle of hard cider on the table, and this time it was unusually not ordered for Sauron's convenience. Uriel originally wanted ale, but in the end he just thought about it. Fortunately, the dwarf Painter was not here, otherwise he thought he could drink till dawn.
"You'd better go now," Ring suggested, "I think she's going to be very sad and guilty."
"Let's rest first." The apprentice refused.
After dinner, the number of people in the inn gradually increased, and the sky became darker and darker. He climbed up to the attic and bolted the stairwell door. Who knew there were only two rooms here. When passing by the door of Roma's room, the apprentice quickened his pace to prevent Sauron from making a sudden disturbance.
"Wise Mr. Gessen, how about you go to Miss Roma? She needs protection." Inns in small villages are never safe, not to mention Roma may escape again. "Don't say unnecessary words." He warned.
"I wish we had the same definition of boredom" The ring flew out of the window.
Without the nagging ring, the room seemed a little warmer. Uriel lit the fireplace, and thick black smoke came out of the inferior firewood. The chimney in the stove was completely useless. The apprentice used magic to extinguish it. Proven on the training ground, he now doesn't mind the coolness of the night so much. Sauron was right when he used the "Crown of Ice and Snow". His resistance to cold could be regarded as an innate talent. Eighty percent of this is due to the climate in the Four-leaf Territory. No matter the world inside or outside, the Frost Moon in the south is equally cold.
There are benefits to being cold, it can calm you down quickly. There was always a coldness around Uriel, and he relied on it unconsciously. As a result, as soon as the other party left, he couldn't help but lose his temper. This feeling makes the apprentice feel as if he has not been weaned. No wonder Roma is not convinced by his discipline. In the Yotsuba Field, he vowed to uphold his faith, but in the end he couldn't even enter the capital church. If this can still be used as an excuse, then there is no longer an excuse for his improper actions in the Garden of Falling Waters - the blood descendants died in Boot Valley; the culprit, Baron Posier, disappeared; and the human children who were sold became The vampire's "clean cauldron", he only rescued two lucky people. Uriel suspected that any adventurer could do better than him, if only he had come a step earlier...
Now that things have happened, does he still blame Sauron for persuading him to rest? Mr. Ring knows my limits well, and all of its suggestions are appropriate and appropriate. To put it bluntly, an envoy from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who can truly shoulder the responsibility must have corresponding abilities, and Uriel is still far from it. He wished he could go back to his adventures in Kamaria, where he could at least be of help to York and Meme.
Although it was my mentor who came to help me in the end. He almost died there, being penetrated through the heart by the water fairy Aurora. The experience seemed memorable to a rookie apprentice who wanted a new life, but now Uriel found himself wanting more. Some things are beyond his original desire to embark on the mysterious path, but the Padawan is determined to solve them... just yet. It was only when he was alone that the truth became clearest: he was still an inadequate apprentice.
Maybe this is a punishment, he thought, Gaia is going to punish me. "I'm so terrible." Without the ring, there was nothing he could say.
But when he mentioned the ring, he thought of Joey, who was his leader, and not just in mystical studies. If only Joey were here, I wouldn't have to suffer so much. Neither Roma nor Sauron were good listeners, Uriel realized. But the messenger would listen to his complaints, even York and Painter. At this moment, he missed these lovely people so much.
Someone actually arrived. When the broken moon rose above the head of the Harp Seat, Uriel was caught off guard when he heard a knock on the door. "who?"
The other party didn't answer: "Can I go in?"
For a moment, the apprentice wished it was Joey outside the door. No, it's a girl's voice. "Miss Roma? Please come in." He pressed the sword with his left hand and opened the door with his right hand. "It's very late, can't you sleep?"
The little lion stood outside the door, his golden hair shining brightly. Sauron the Ring didn't follow, but Uriel could see this guy peeking at them from the crack in the door of the room diagonally opposite. So when the apprentice closed the door, he deliberately made the sound a little louder to warn it not to come.
Roma wrung her fingers and watched his face with her peripheral vision. "There is a reason why I can't sleep." She said softly. Ranwenranwen52000
"sorry."
Roma's eyes widened. "How do you steal my words?"
Because I thought it might be difficult for you to say it, I apologized first. Uriel would not let such strange words come out of his mouth at this time. "Then let's start over?"
"No need." His attitude made the little lion no longer nervous at all. She sat down on the chair with her ears drooped, facing Uriel. "I came here hoping you would forgive me, because I couldn't sleep otherwise."
"It's a bit of a coincidence." He said slowly, "I feel the same way."
Roma sniffed. "Don't comfort me. I have to make mistakes. I'm used to it."
This is good practice. "I deliberately concealed something that led to your misunderstanding." Uriel admitted, "and my attitude towards you was very bad. In fact, one of my elders is a close friend of your mentor. You see, no matter what, My attitude is unjustifiable. Now that we are all sorry, let’s quickly forgive each other and go back to have a good sleep.”
The little lion's mood was reflected on his face: "But what I said was so outrageous -"
"From your point of view, it's not that much. After all, we can't know what others are thinking, and the information is not equal. To be honest, I am not qualified to accuse you of your good intentions." Uriel paused for a moment. , keep talking. "Because I made a similar choice for some selfish reasons. Miss Roma, you are more sincere and have a greater sense of justice than me."
"It's an honor." She winked. "I am very happy that a devout believer in Gaia can give me this kind of evaluation."
I'm also happy to receive your praise. "Those believers involved in the transaction are only a minority. You have met good people in the monastery, right?"
"Is Sister Delia okay?"
"I think she will complain. Now she has to consider all the affairs in a monastery." She seemed to want to ask something else, and Uriel knew all about it. "Manet is also having a miserable life. She is looking forward to the return of her son. She has made up her mind now."
Roma didn't speak for a long time.
After a while, the moon outside the window began to set. Before going back to the house, the little lion grabbed his sleeve: "Did you promise me?" Her guilt had turned into trembling. Even Uriel didn't expect that she would take this matter so seriously. He could feel that this feeling was only for Manet and her son, not for her mother's wishful thinking.
"I promised you," he promised, "so don't worry."
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The early mornings in San Carlos are as cool as the far-glow harbor of the Flower Moon, and the snow melts into vapor as the sun rises.
When Agatha went back to get her backpack, she bumped into the new city mayor Muchad Duva. He put his hands on the podium and shouted encouragement to the crowd in the audience. His body shape is the opposite of that of the previous city lord Anhal. He is the kind of strong man with broad shoulders, a straight chest, and a flat abdomen. He spoke with a strong voice, and the curve of his back made him far different from the hunky-backed man. Looking closer to the side, she saw his long legs and powerful muscles, thinking that the Lord of the City was almost like a greyhound.
It took a long time to walk through the streets where people gathered. When she arrived at the staircase, the hands had already exceeded the agreed mark. Fortunately, no one will deduct her salary for this.
"The shuttle station is ready." A waiter took Agatha into the hall and handed her to another person. The detective felt as if he were a courier.
These people are temporary workers sent by the Affairs Department to maintain order, and many of them are colleagues from the Public Security Bureau. If Agatha had not acted as the White Envoy's correspondent, she might have come here afterwards to assist the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in clearing out the remnants of the local rebels. Agatha was happy to shine in her own field, instead of freezing to death under a snowdrift before being rescued by Father Thurber, and being forced to hang on the podium for two whole days as a pansy conveying the will of the White Envoy. sky.
By the time the detective lady was able to leave, the last ladder that had been damaged by the war had been repaired. Agatha had to change trains at Hocklin before returning to Brumnot, which made her miss the Star Gap. The Foreign Minister of the Tower would not go out of his way to wait for her. In fact, he disappeared from the Fog City after violently demolishing the Red Wall that night, so that Agatha had to find her own way back.
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