"How long have I been sleeping?" When Uriel woke up, his forehead hit the wooden board, he quickly lay back down and crawled out from under the seat.
"Four hours" the ring touched the parchment, "Fortunately I reacted quickly" there was a hint of pride in his tone.
"I'm not ready this time." Uriel unfolded the scroll of oath, and the divine words on it were shining brightly, which was the contract he made in Frostleaf Castle. Mr. Eds was right, the contract could not be signed casually. He benefited from the scroll of oath and was also restricted by it. But regardless, it is the cornerstone of my mystical path. Fortunately, this time he only used it to restore magic power and did not abuse magic. Otherwise, the gloomy wave would hit without any precautions, and Uriel felt that he might not be able to survive it.
"Where's Roma?" Don't scare her.
"Now she is your coachman"
He opened the car door and saw the little lion wearing a big hat that was almost as wide as her height, taking off her shoes and stepping on the frame of the car. The horses galloped wildly under the pressure of the lion race. Thanks to the smooth road, the carriage was not shaken apart. Roma swung the riding crop in front of her eyes, whipping the fallen leaves and gravel, having a great time.
The sky is red, the clouds are flowing, and the sunset by the river is full of emotion. Uriel got out of the carriage, lifted Roma's obstructive hat and sat next to her. He was covered in cold sweat and felt quite cool sitting in the night breeze. "No one can see you here." That thing was too exaggerated. He didn't have time for this girl to go shopping in Six Finger Castle.
"Be careful! That was given to me by Blaise. You were bathing in the river at that time." Roma was quite precious, "I want to give it to Sabina."
Compared to Mr. Larsen's other apprentice, Roma was a troublemaker, he thought. Good thing she listens to me.
The little lion changed his hand to hold the whip, as if he was afraid that he would take it away. "I'll catch the car next, and you can sleep a little longer."
"I'm not sleeping." Uriel was worried that the car would overturn sooner or later at this speed. "Can you drive a carriage?"
"You've slept for so long, aren't you still alive and well?"
"How long he lives has nothing to do with your driving skills, little Roma," the ring said, "This is a mysterious price, similar to black magic."
"Dark magic in magic?" she asked.
"Um, do you know anything about black magic?"
"Of course." Uriel suspected that he heard wrongly, but Roma turned to look at him, her eyes like gems. "Ms. Helen taught me this knowledge, which is much easier to remember than astrology. I think your condition is probably not caused by black magic."
"She really dares to teach anything," Sauron muttered.
"It's your "Confessions," right?" the little lion asked, "You should have left it with Ms. Mabel." Her old-fashioned look was a bit like the orange-faced Yorkie.
"It is not a 'Confessions'. I got a mysterious profession after swearing to it, and only I can use it - just like the holy book of the church." Uriel will not give up the scroll of oaths, "Now I am Need its help.”
"But it is dangerous." Roma pointed out, "It is right to compare it to black magic. Once you use its mystery too much, the subsequent price will be unbearable. Uriel, you better stop doing this. "
You can't use "Spirit Vision" twice a day, you don't understand. "We must catch up with Aiken as soon as possible." Nothing took priority, he swore to Sister Manai. "As long as I carry the Scroll of Oath, I know everything." He said softly.
"Only Otto knows everything, and the gods have long since ceased to exist. Listen to me, Uriel, I'm afraid you will lose your life if you continue like this. Even if it's not that serious, you will still be in pain."
"Finding Aiken will save me the pain." He drove her back to the car, "We are almost there."
The small town in the distance stands in the sunset, with a tributary surrounding the city wall, and the turbid waves extending to the horizon. The drawbridge and cross weathercock cast shadows in the water, and the torches on the city gates were like the bright red pupils of monsters. Uriel felt that it looked more and more like a black dragon, and he shuddered at this. Winserspoon and the Devil. Don’t you know that “Confessions” is still in Ms. Mabel’s hands? She can discover my scroll of oath based on the connection between these mysterious books. There is no reason why the Black Knight can't. He hopes his luck is better, but some things are unavoidable...
So he activated "Spirit Vision" again.
The town is no better than Six Finger Fort, or even comparable to Bonfire Town in the south. The guards at the city gate were completely useless, as if they were sure that no outsiders would come to this remote village in the wilderness. The streets here were filled with smoke and mud, and the spokes of the wheels were covered with mud. The noise was getting louder and louder, and Uriel had to slow down. Since the flagpole was bare, an arrogant mercenary wanted to climb onto the carriage. He flicked his whip and threw the mercenary against a wall. From then on, no one dared to reach out.
"It's such a mess here." Roma said, "I thought the town would be better." Their treatment in the small village was also very bad before. No one welcomed the two strange-looking outsiders. Women and farmers saw them. He quickened his pace, and the children threw stones at them - of course, there weren't many children near the church where there were people like Sister Parnsa.
But what annoyed her the most was at the first stop. Even when Uriel exposed a few priests involved in human trafficking, the attitude of the locals was often more fearful than grateful. He thought Roma would be so angry that she fired her bow and arrows to pin these people to the ground, but she was so calm for the first time, and asked about Sister Manet's condition instead. This repression made her appear to have grown up a bit. Later, a cross knight and a priest expressed their guilt and gratitude, which kept Roma smiling all the way.
"This is the responsibility of the ruler." Uriel answered her, "My hometown is in Four Leaf City in the south, and the security there is better than Brumnot."
"I'll go and take a look one day, Uriel, you'd better not lie to me." She said happily, retracting her head back into the carriage.
Luckily I was traveling with her. At this moment, Uriel couldn't help but have such an idea in his mind. Apart from the previous conflict caused by misunderstanding, the more sensible Roma is really an interesting traveling companion. He and York had a good understanding of each other, but the little lion was more eccentric and full of strange ideas. He now felt that Roma and Meimei were indeed different. The little wolf was so stupid that he even dared to bite Joey's finger. Roma at least knew when to pretend to be cowardly and admit his mistakes. The only thing they are similar about is that they are as persistent in something as a working cow. But honestly, Uriel liked that, it meant they kept their word.
He reined in his horse in the park in front of the church, and the groaning of the wheels gradually stopped. It seems that the door of the church is closed. The ground here is still very clean, and not many people are approaching. Uriel crossed the clearing and knocked on the door, wondering what could have happened to close the church in the daytime. You must know that in the monastery in the village of Iron Claw City, Sister Barnsa still dared to listen to people's confessions during the day.
"Who?" The guarding Cross Knight opened the door, his face not very good. "The church is closed today, go home and pray to Gaia."
"I'm not here to pray. I—"
But the knight interrupted him. "Are you a foreigner?" His tone became erratic, and he looked up and down at the apprentice's clothes.
"We came from the Garden of Flowing Waters." This was all he had time to say. The guard took a step back, his expression changing so quickly, as if he suddenly had a different face. He immediately noticed the problem, turned around and saw Roma's big hat falling off the car, and one of her little hands reached out to fumble desperately. The knight saw Roma...or rather he saw a child.
"I understand. Sir, come in quickly." The knight said hurriedly, "By the way, is that your carriage?"
I caught up with them. Uriel's mind suddenly connected the facts that the knight saw with his attitude. He said calmly: "That's right. I don't want to stop too close."
"Okay, come in quickly, sir." The knight glanced around and closed the door. Then his collar suddenly tightened, and he instinctively wanted to put his hands on his throat, and suddenly thought of touching the sword.
But Uriel raised his knee and hit his back, and drew the knight's sword before he could. He already has a lot of experience in dealing with Cross Knights. "Who are you waiting for?" Anyway, it's impossible to wait. Uriel placed the blade of his sword on the knight's throat, "Answer my question, yes or no."
Then he heard a buzz.
There was never a moment when Uriel's heart beat so fast. The devil's natural sensitivity to mystery made his intuition reliable. He threw away his sword and pounced forward. A crossbow arrow drilled into the ground with strong force, and the soil splashed like fireworks. Uriel was frightened and angry by the sudden ambush. He rolled to his feet, drew his sword and hit another arrow that followed.
Sparks flew through the cold mist as the ice split steel. The twisted piece of iron eventually bounced into a bush, and he felt his hands go numb. Few Windrunners Uriel had ever encountered had such luxury. Whether wood or metal, they were just carriers of mystery. Judging from the strength, the person who fired it was not a professional archer, but more like a knight holding a crossbow. But the Knights of the Cross ambushed him in the church?
There's something wrong, Uriel thought, if the seller thought I was a buyer, there's no way he would use a trap to greet me. "Are you a member of the school?" he asked the cross knight who had just gotten up from the ground.
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