He woke up from the fear and almost fell off the carriage.
A hand quickly pulled away the scroll of oath from his arms. "Sauron!" Roma shouted, "He seems to be -"
"I'm fine." Uriel quickly stated. When he rolled up, he subconsciously avoided getting involved in the wound, and then he remembered that he was not injured at all. He slowly relaxed his muscles and breathed in the cool air between the grass blades.
"You look like you died for once."
Not what it seems. "I just lost my mind and was in a daze for a second." He did not want to explain the principle of "spiritual vision". This is the power of the devil. The fewer people who know about it, the better.
But here is a guy who knows a lot: "You saw the prophecy, didn't you?"
"...That's right. I had a dream, and it didn't end well." He saw Roma looking at him suspiciously and couldn't help but look away. "Prophecy dreams are very troublesome to talk about." The apprentice would prevaricate like this every time. He didn't expect Roma to believe that if she continued to ask, Uriel would turn to the tome of professions and oaths.
Fortunately she didn't ask. "You'd better be fine, otherwise I'll take a boat to Gray Wing Island by myself."
"Then for the sake of your life, I have to be cautious." Although the joke is a joke, the worry in it is not fake. She trusts me, Uriel thought. This is one of the reasons why I have to protect her. In any case, I chose to believe in dreams and gave up the only shortcut. This time he will still believe what he sees with his "spiritual vision". "We're almost in town, so cheer up."
"I'm much more energetic than you." Roma made a face at him.
The repetitive time sometimes disturbs his thoughts. The sunset and night alternate, and the clouds become layered. In the previous dream, he had lost his anchor again, and the true feelings in this out-of-control state were as unpleasant as armor squeezed into a silk hanger. He specially practiced calming down after getting excited for this purpose, but so far he has not made much progress... But if truth be told, the cost of resisting the Scroll of Oath is also part of the training.
Thinking of this, the powerlessness of depleted magic power emerged again, and Uriel had no choice but to take out the Scroll of Oath again. Roma was right, sooner or later I would not be able to pay the price. He decided to find ways to increase his mystique.
The roads across the drawbridge and the city walls remain easy, and the unheraldic carriages swaggering through the streets attract just as much attention. The most interesting thing is that the mercenary failed to climb onto the carriage this time, because Uriel deliberately accelerated his horse, and the carriage rumbled past, and he could only eat dust behind the wheels.
As they neared the clearing, Uriel stopped his horse. He motioned for Roma to get out of the car and follow him, and hid her little golden hair. "Show your face, I don't think many people here will recognize you."
"This is definitely not what you think," Roma said. "You wish there was nothing special about me."
After all, her actions are quite honest. This time Uriel knocked on the church door, and the Knight of the Cross had no strange attitude towards the two strangers.
"Who? The church is closed today. Go home and pray to Gaia."
"We hope to stay overnight." The apprentice said, "Isn't this not allowed? There is no etiquette for turning away guests in the goddess's scriptures."
The knight looked at them for a long time and finally stepped aside: "Please come in."
The layout of Eastman Church is similar, but here it is different. The most obvious thing is the head of the fountain statue, with her back to the main entrance. Roma didn't pay much attention to the small set changes, she just felt that some small details were not quite right. As soon as she jumped up the steps, she looked around, her eyes never stopping. Uriel watched intently as the knight turned around and closed the door. His arm muscles were tense, as if he was on guard for something. This time he didn't initiate a fight.
"You came at the right time. If it had been a day or two in the morning, this decision would not have been so wise." The knight said as he glanced at Roma, and the little lion raised his head and gave him a smile. If nothing else, this kid's acting skills are quite good.
"what happened?"
"A group of bandits came here a few days ago. It's not a big deal. I wonder why their leader thought there was something to be gained from this damn town."
On the map, this town is only represented by a small dot, without even a name. However, as one of the church's establishment points, the town is actually guarded by Knights of the Cross. Thinking of those bandits hitting the iron plate, Uriel couldn't help but feel a little gloating pity. He is a believer in the goddess, and of course he hates bandits. "I think the walls here are very strong and it's impossible for bandits to break through the defenses."
"This may not be the case for some adventurers." The knight meant.
"I'm not that kind of adventurer," he replied, "let alone a stowaway. You can't go around causing trouble with a kid. Escorting her all the way home has left me with no time to worry about her."
The church occupies a small area, and even if the corridor is winding, it ends quickly. The knight did not take them to see the priest, but went directly to the guest room: "You are only allowed to stay for one night, and you are not allowed to come out if there is any movement."
"What will happen?" Roma asked.
"This town is full of savage country people, and there will be some bloodshed occasionally. But the church belongs to Gaia, miss, and you will spend the night peacefully...if you ignore the noise outside." Cross. The knight's tone was very gentle, "Don't leave your protector, and don't talk to strangers."
"But you are a stranger."
He smiled helplessly. "My name is Iaconi Fairwin, a knight of the goddess Gaia. You are such a difficult little lady."
"I am Roma, not a young lady. Mr. Fairwin, I will remember it," the little lion promised.
Knight Iconi looked at Uriel: "It's best not to take your eyes away from Roma for a moment, sir. May the goddess bless you."
Uriel understood what he meant, but Roma still had only a vague idea. When they were alone, she asked him, "Why did you want me to come here? This church is normal?"
"No, this is a trap." Through the dream encounter, things became clear. "It was prepared by the church for those traffickers. Most of them have eliminated their internal personnel and are waiting for the buyers to fall into their pockets." That's why Iaconi repeatedly warned Roma.
He suddenly felt that what unfolded in the dream was actually caused by luck. When the cross knight Iaconi saw the carriage and Roma, he most likely regarded him as the "prey" of those who bought and sold children, so he pretended to be a connector waiting for the transaction to trick him in. In the end, Uriel decided that he had found the right place and chose to take action without hesitation. Roma's arrow to save him completely deepened the misunderstanding, and things began to move in an irreversible direction... Such a strange situation was not something that the Scroll of Oath could distinguish, thanks to the existence of "spiritual vision".
"Is it the church people who are cleaning up the door?"
"That's it. It's not easy to establish a complete industrial chain. As long as there is a loophole in one of the links, it will arouse the suspicion of the church." Uriel told Roma about the murder that happened in Blumnot. The death of Father Dunbar Fielding exposes a series of deep-seated secrets. "Sometimes I wish Miss Agatha was here. She is so much more efficient at finding criminals than I am."
With the help of the Detective Queen, he doesn't need to use "Spiritual Vision" frequently, and he doesn't need to worry about the side effects of the parchment rolls.
"I have heard of her too, but it is said that the woman is very close to the Blue Envoy." Roma said, "We are also very powerful. We can find little Aiken without the help of others."
"There's one thing you have to learn: try not to reject other people's kindness." Uriel shook his head, "For Mr. Iconi, we are just outsiders, and problems within the church are best solved by the priests. Hob Sen was hunted down because he knew the inside story." This made him very disappointed in the church.
"That's because he is not a good person to begin with." Roma actually spoke for the church. Of course, she couldn't have feelings for the church like Uriel did. Objectively speaking, although the church's methods are not bright, it is right. It is simply unforgivable for such things to appear in the temple of the Goddess of Virtue. The church hates such degenerate clergy even more than demons. Even Uriel restrained himself subconsciously, not wanting Croita to get involved in the matter.
But the church will definitely be vigilant.
Uriel was in a hurry and therefore did not get to the end of the case. How will the detective lady solve the case? The Public Security Bureau will undoubtedly report the situation to the Affairs Department. What will Gaota think of this kind of thing? There are also puppets controlled by the Blue Envoy and the appearance of the Black Knight. Does the church know the inside story? He still doesn't know the answers to these questions. I didn't know Croita, he realized, I was just Joey's apprentice...and Mr. Oswide's. The former represents himself clearly on Uriel's side, while the astrologer never cares about matters outside the tower.
"To Mr. Iconi, what we did was an act of kindness from strangers that they probably didn't need."
"Then I will tell them that I am little Aiken's godmother." Roma said confidently. After all, you can't ask a lion cub to act the same as the Church of Gaia and Croita. "Now that the Crusaders have wiped out all the garbage here, we just want to see if there is little Aiken among those children. Fairwin will definitely agree." She opened the door.
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