The church is still quiet, and the last bell has already sounded. I don't know how long it will take for the priest and the cross knight to arrive. Uriel was on alert for all sudden noises. He believed that magical attacks would be detected by the demon's soul, while simple slashes and stabs would be captured by the vision enhanced by divine magic. They don't need to fight back, they just need to wait...
Vision
No more attackers arrived, and the previous assassins seemed to have left. Uriel put the sword back into its sheath and quietly waved his hand to create a protective barrier. He asked Roma to follow him to a more spacious place.
"What are you doing?" The little lion didn't understand, but still quickened his pace.
"Go to the priest. Maybe the assassin didn't come to attack you, we just happened to meet him. There is something wrong with the reaction here. Sauron, have you noticed?"
Detection of changes in the line of law...detection failed. Abnormal magic has been detected, and the ring whose magic effect is to limit sound seems to be stuck. Sorry, I forgot that you are not mysterious enough.
The Apprentice filters the crap out of it. "What's the range?" Since there is nothing unusual about the close conversation, it means that the magic is not yet fully developed. Even low-life thieves can pull this trick. He thought of Joey's guidance and suddenly felt supported in his heart.
The ring about ten yards away paused, it should be the thief's "Aphasia"
"Aphasia" is a ring-level magic that allows sound to spread only within a specific range. However, when the caster's mystery reaches a high level or above, this magic can be considered worthy of its name. Before that, it could only be used for noise reduction.
The assassins are still there, Uriel thought, but they haven't used any magic. The aphasic person probably came from some mysterious item, otherwise he would have noticed it long ago. No matter what the main messenger thought, it was obvious that he did not know that the apprentice in the tower would actually be a demon. "Roma, I remember you have night vision magic."
"The assassin hasn't left yet?" She understood what Uriel meant and couldn't help but be shocked. "I can't see him. The Night's Embrace cannot see through."
"I didn't ask you to find the hidden enemy, but I made sure that when the assassin's attack is close at hand, you can see him." His preparations had worked in the dungeon of Screaming Castle. "Windrunners are especially not good at dealing with thieves. This is a flaw of the profession, and high levels cannot avoid it. You'd better be vigilant."
They quickly passed through the corridor and reached the priest's lounge. Uriel saw the street lights in the distance turn on and judged that there was probably no one inside. Roma knocked on the door and found that it was indeed the case. "The priest is not here." As soon as he finished speaking, the bell rang from the backyard. The entire church quickly woke up from the dream, and the Knights of the Cross began to patrol outside the arch, and they would soon discover the assassin's location.
The Church of Gaia has the magic of detection, and it is a normal reaction to detect an assassin's invasion. Uriel felt the disturbance of magic power rising not far behind him, and he pushed Roma away violently. The ice sword was unsheathed in the dark night, facing a gray shadow that shot towards him like an arrow.
With only one last chance to assassinate him, the opponent acted decisively. The gray shadow folded in mid-air, avoiding the sharp edge of the ice blade, and rushed straight towards the little lion Roma. The latter pulled the bow string, but the enemy did not jump again. The arrow shot through the assassin's abdomen and was nailed to the beam with blood. The assassin continued to move forward despite his injuries. In the blink of an eye, they were no longer close enough to fire their bows at once. The long dagger quickly approached her head...
...and then slid open on the pale golden barrier. The assassin's shoulder immediately hit the magic weapon, and the little lion showed its sharp claws. Taking advantage of the opponent's loss of balance, it cut off half of his hand through the barrier. The dagger clinked to the ground.
The assassin didn't even snort. He tried his best to lift his body to avoid another claw from Roma, and then reversed his direction as if planning to escape through the window. For the sake of life, I don’t care even if I fail.
His realization came too late. Uriel's sword passed by, and the assassin's legs and one forearm flew into the sky. He fell to the ground and howled, his voice weakened by blood loss. Uriel pushed Roma away just to capture him alive. Frost spread from the blade and solidified the assassin's severed limbs.
"Which adventurer have you offended?" the apprentice asked Roma first.
"No one else can buy a murderer." She answered without hesitation, "Only Sister Barnsa and the green elf in the monastery want my life."
I hope she didn't miss it. "It's your turn." Uriel mentioned the assassin, "Did Azrubber send you here?"
"No, I accepted the reward..."
A nightingale full of lies. "You only have to answer yes or no." Uriel nailed his sword in front of the assassin's eyes. Since this guy is still thinking about escaping, it means that he is not someone's dead soldier. Moreover, the severed limb is intact and there is a chance of suturing. In this case, he might be able to tell the message of the main messenger. Whether it's true or not, I just ask him to speak.
"No." The assassin obeyed as expected.
"Do you know Azrube?"
"He is a wizard from Six Finger Castle."
"Yes or no." The sword penetrated the shoulder, and his wailing voice trembled. There were footsteps approaching not far away, and Uriel took advantage of the situation and tilted his head.
"……know."
"Is that the order of a nun or a priest from the church?"
"no."
"A certain guest at the Adventurer's Tavern Ethetel?"
"no."
The apprentice slashed his throat with his sword. The assassin lost his voice and turned into a mutilated corpse.
Roma glanced over and asked, "Why don't you continue asking? Is there no other possibility?"
"He is a local nightingale, assigned by an outsider. Since he didn't know the exact identity of his employer, he said that he accepted the reward in the bar."
"How do you know? He didn't say that at all." She was surprised.
"Because he told the truth in all the previous questions, but he lied in the last one. He said no to all the answers he didn't know, which is a bad habit. In short, he didn't think the employer was a local."
Roma didn't ask him how he judged lies. "Is that so?"
"You can't tell." Uriel glanced at Mr. Ring, who remained silent. I knew it was you who said it. "What he thinks is not necessarily the truth, which means that only lies are credible. We'd better let him go and find his employer."
"You're right." Roma looked at the corpse on the ground, "But I think even if you are willing to let go now, he can't leave."
"I aimed at his legs because I was afraid that he would escape." Uriel didn't want Roma to think that he was a madman who liked to cripple his enemies.
"I said he's dead!"
"This is just a possibility." Uriel put the ice sword back into its scabbard. "The assassin is dead. Let's not meet people from the church for the time being." There was still a long time before he could escape from the dream, and he could not end the magic at will. Of course, there is no way to return to reality quickly, just give yourself a sword like you did before executing the assassin... Damn it! If suicide was as easy as said, he wouldn't have to worry about the side effects of the Scroll of Oath. "follow me."
He took Roma to hide and seek in the church. Compared to the last time, he had a different companion and started to enjoy the process. The apprentice even visited the children in the backyard with her when the ring informed him of Roma's wish. They were sleeping soundly and completely safe. Due to the experience of "The Cauldron", these two lucky people will most likely become cross knights of the church in the future. Huh, he won't be Croita's apprentice anyway.
"I'm so afraid Aiken is dead," Roma said. She sat on the ground, her fingers holding the wooden bow tightly, and the thin string pulling amplified the trembling.
Uriel thought of little Pod who died in the world. No, the goddess would not be so cruel. "He must still be alive. His mother is waiting for him." The little lion turned his back to the apprentice and lowered his head. So he sat down and held the child's hand, hoping to comfort him.
Unexpectedly, she suddenly turned around and put her hands on his shoulders. "There will be someone waiting for you." She said solemnly, "So will I. I will wait for you to come back in Blumnot."
Roma's short golden hair shines in the moonlight, her breath is warm and moist, and her eyes are like wild flames. fire. The Fire of Screaming Keep. The fire of Yotsuba Castle. Fire is cruel and hot, capable of igniting the soul. Not only his soul, but also many people were burning, trying their best to dissipate heat. This is not to ignite the darkness, but to warm yourself. But one day he'll need more heat, and he won't just have his soul to rely on.
"...You are too young." After a full minute of silence, Uriel felt that his throat could barely make a sound. "Not enough to be my mother."
Roma's little eyebrows were raised, not laughing at his lame joke. "I didn't mean that! Don't act stupid for me."
"I'll remember it," he promised. The little lion was still wondering how he could give such an answer. Uriel's vision ended before the children's seniors arrived.
After getting used to it, Uriel didn't feel uncomfortable even if the world was shattered and reorganized before his eyes. This time he didn't take back his weapon, he only used magic. "Follow me." He jumped onto the ledge, Roma following closely behind. The enemy is an old nightingale, but he certainly wouldn't have thought that I could use Gaia's magic. It seems that sometimes rare mysterious professions still have benefits.
The assassin was indeed fooled again. He seized the opportunity and swung his dagger downward, but the pale golden barrier suddenly expanded outwards and bounced his weapon away. The assassin no longer felt confident, so he turned around and ran away, jumping onto the railing.
"Aren't we waiting for the church people?" The little lion opened his mouth and took a big mouthful of night air.
"Launching an attack in a church is not a trivial matter. The Cross Knights will pursue it to the end. What's more, unprepared thieves can't even get in through the church's door. It can be seen that the other party should have some research on the church's magical arts. The Cross Knights may not be able to catch the assassin. .”
"Then we can catch it?"
"We'll go directly to Ethel and wait for him."
"Why there?"
"Because I only posted the task of finding you there." Uriel replied.
