"This guy said there are undead here. Has he seen the undead?" Iaconi didn't believe him. "If there were really corpse eaters, they would have pounced on them long ago."
They were parked in front of a clothing store on the roadside, and Roma was strictly prohibited from getting out of the car by Uriel. The apprentice drew his sword at the other end of the street and opened the half-open door with the point. Many pedestrians were watching, workers and maids poked their heads curiously, and the butcher across the street abandoned his livestock and looked around. The unlucky man who had just fallen out of the house was pushed face down to the ground by Iaconi and was struggling fiercely at the moment. He saw Uriel's movements and screamed at him to let him go.
Uriel didn't think there would be undead here either. The two sides were arguing in front of the store just now, and one party suddenly made a move and pushed his opponent through the door. Before Uriel arrived, the guy banged open the door and flew into the street, rolling and crawling on the ground, shouting about the undead. But if nothing else, the person who started the trouble was the guy who was subdued by Iaconi. Even if the Scroll of Oath confirms that he didn't lie - it's possible that he panicked and made a preconception.
The sword tip opens the door, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflects on the threshold and the concrete floor, then illuminates a square table and the man leaning under the table. A clay pot filled with water fell down and hit him on the head. His whole body tilted to one side, lying in a pool of blood. The corpse eater will stand up and pounce on the living, but the corpse will just sit quietly and be manipulated.
"He is dead." Uriel judged. The corpse caused a scream, and even more people were watching. Some people turned around and left to find the roving knights.
"I knew it was like this." Iaconi gave the guy on the ground a kick. "You killed him and wanted to get away with the lies of the undead? Gaia knows how to deal with people like you."
"I just pushed him in, so no one would die!" the man argued, "I am his creditor. He disappeared for a week, and the neighbors said he was dead..."
"Totten might just be trying to avoid a debt," said the butcher.
"I thought so at first! But he suddenly fell down..."
"That's enough." This was a complete lie. Uriel interrupted, "You just intend to kill people. Are we going to waste a bottle of mantra potion on you? Leave him to the Sheriff, Iconi."
"Is the body okay?"
Uriel walked over, but his demon soul didn't give him any reaction. This was indeed just a dead man. He turned over the body of the deceased and found a sword wound on the back. "The murderer is at your feet. When the knight patrol comes to search his house, he will find an old one-handed sword. He used it to kill this Mr. Totten."
A waitress said softly: "Totten is not a gentleman."
He is dead, he thought, no matter what he did, we should all mourn the loss of life before he stood up. This was what Sister Mary had taught him, and the memories and habits of his recent days in church with Iconi were gradually being revived. But to be honest, the death of different people gave him different feelings, and he knew the reasons clearly.
The sound of the patrolling knight's hooves failed to disturb his thoughts, and the audience rushed forward to explain death and crime. The murderer was dragged up, and he didn't make any useless excuses. His face was pale and he looked as if he had lost his soul. But Uriel knew he didn't deserve mercy.
The Knights of the Cross were so popular in Silvercrest City that Iaconi even got a map from the Knights of the Roam. Next, Iaconi led the way, and their carriage passed through a long gap mixed with mud and snow. The locals called it Nose Lane because it has two exits that go in the same direction and are very close to each other. They followed the nostrils of the city into its throat and arrived at the first Gaia church.
"How did you find someone?" Iacony asked.
In front of the church, his expression could hardly be called relaxed. No one takes pleasure in the depravity of his companions, let alone having to seek them out himself. He was not actually a popular man, Uriel realized, not in the church. There is no way, even if most of the Cross Knights are mysterious creatures, the mysterious creatures are still humans.
Uriel wished he had a better way to explain it than lying, but he couldn't. "Probably no different than yours, maybe more difficult. After all, I'm not allowed to snoop in the church with permission."
Iaconi disagreed. "The church is our home, brother. You don't need permission from others." He stepped forward and opened the door. "The church is not a kingdom either. If you say goodbye to the bishop you serve, the certificate he gives you will be stamped in any room. Asia’s church is in effect. Whether anyone else knows about it or not.”
"Anyway, this is not a common thing." Uriel knew the Cross Knights. They rarely left the church that trained them from their attendants until they became knights. But due to the mysterious relationship in Knox, it is not easy for knight apprentices to become mysterious creatures. They need a fire ritual to be reborn. This is often a task that only clergy can accomplish. If any church is composed entirely of mortals, apprentices who want to become mysterious creatures must leave and go to the church headquarters to receive training in occultism.
Uriel didn't plan to use the identity of the Cross Knight at first, and he didn't know much about the Cross Knights of Knox - for example, they often appeared as demon hunters, which was probably just a specialty of the other world - fortunately, the Ring of Sauron Being familiar with the road, he quickly concocted a set of half-truths and half-falsies for him and Roma, which was timely enough to deal with Iaconi and the clergy of the church along the way.
The scale of Silverdome City is not as good as Six Fingers Castle, and the lord here is a vassal of the Earl of Knight Bay. It was lucky enough to survive the murloc invasion in the early years. The only external disaster came from the bandits in the Scarecrow Field. But Iaconi believes that for such a remote and peaceful city, the internal problems may be more serious than they seem.
They settled in the first church, and the short and fat Father Andron warmly received the church visitors. But when Iaconi explained his purpose, the priest's smile suddenly disappeared. "Let me think about it." He frowned and lowered his head to form a double chin. "We have a lot of mantra potions in reserve, and priests can start making them at any time, but... you see, there are also a lot of priests."
"If the traitor cannot be found quickly, we will alert the enemy and put the children at risk."
"It is not yet certain that the traitor really exists, knights." Father Andren reminded.
"We don't have to lie," Uriel said.
"I know this too. Compared to supplying the entire church, I can still distribute two potions. But the facts are before us. You'd better come up with other ways that are less wasteful." He finally said, " No one else will know about our conversation until you come to a conclusion. Please be assured."
Iaconi stared at the priest: "Yes, only the three of us know."
"There is no doubt. We will give you an answer early tomorrow morning, Father Andren, and we will never keep you waiting for too long." Uriel quickly smoothed things over, and he finally understood why Iaconi stayed alone. No way, not every knight of Gaia has a scroll of oath. He had also thought about Iaconi's suspicions, but he would not say it outright.
The priest did better than him, and the apprentice did not see his anger. "We have the same faith, knight. In addition to the magic potion of mantra, there are other things that maintain us. Forget it, who let the church do this? We all deserve it." Worry and self-blame appeared on his broad face. On his face, the priest sighed sadly. "I wish I had a reason not to believe you."
The rented room still had the same furnishings, but the beds in Silverdome City were cleaner than those in the small town where he met Iaconi. Uriel's back hurt, as if he had just finished a training session. "You shouldn't say that, Iaconi."
"Oh, I have to make sure he's on our side. I don't want to encounter another piece of trash like Gemo."
"A few words can't prove anything. Father Andren has spent more time in Silverdome City than you and I. It's impossible for him to let you know if he wants to pass on the news."
"Whenever someone escapes, it's his responsibility."
"Do you think he doesn't know? Even if Andren is really one of the traitors, he will never do this. He needs to understand our methods before making a plan."
"I think he's being perfunctory. Do you think so too, Uriel?"
"Think? I'm sure he's evading it." Uriel said without hesitation, "Think about it, no church can guarantee that its insiders haven't done anything bad...whether it's serious or not. Put them on the table and deal with them. , what we get is definitely not a glorious achievement, but a shame. We are not welcome." He could see the reluctance under Father Andren's smile at a glance. "Silverding City is a subordinate city of Haiwan, we can't make a big show of it."
"But this is inside the church!" Iconi didn't think so. "If we close the door, no news will be leaked. What does it have to do with the bay? If Father Andren is not even willing to take this risk..."
"No one wants to take risks for free," Uriel pointed out.
"I'm afraid I don't want to offend anyone."
"I think I can understand him. Father Andren is not Gaia." He didn't want to judge the priest's character anymore. "Without potions, what other ideas do you have? This is the top priority."
"He doesn't support my method." Maybe Iaconi wanted it himself. He realized it before arriving at Silverdome City, and that's why he sought Uriel's methods. "There are many mysterious creatures here, and it's impossible to force them here."
At this time, Roma poked his head out of the bed: "Then don't count on him, that's what we do. If you hadn't gone to the fat priest, we would have found the traitor soon."
Iaconi raised his eyebrows: "Sneak into the backyard?"
"This kind of transaction is well documented." Uriel said, "The receipt slip will be mixed with a certain scripture and other miscellaneous bills, so it is not easy to find. Of course, they will keep the scriptures properly." He Suddenly I felt tired. "Compared to potions, Father Anderen will probably allow us to check the church's bills. Let's look for it this way first."
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