The darkness made him more uncomfortable than the dampness and weakness. Iaconi sometimes asked him if he needed to keep out the cold, but Uriel didn't feel cold. "No wonder you became the White Envoy's apprentice," the knight said. "I heard that everything he touches freezes."
"That's not the case," the apprentice replied. "How can Kongjing not be able to control the mystery?"
The church's dungeons were emptier than expected, which was unlikely to be a coincidence, as they encountered murders on the streets of Silvercrest City. Patrol knights are busy dealing with thieves, robbers and liars every day, and half of them will fall into the hands of the church because the local security bureau cannot control so many criminals. It seems Brother Azby doesn't want anyone to know I'm here.
Not to mention, he thought, there were demons. The number of the Nameless Ones is rare, but they are completely defenseless when awakened, and are easily discovered by detection stations and even the church's detection magic. Needless to say, the result of being caught was Uriel unable to sleep peacefully every time he thought about this fact.
His only communication partner is Iaconi, the priest of Gaia who first became a like-minded traveling companion, later became a nightingale and an assassin, and finally became his jailor. Uriel had nothing to say to him, but Iaconi took the initiative to talk to him. Even if he couldn't see his expression, Uriel could sense his reluctance. Most likely, Brother Azby ordered him to do this. The apprentice thought, there must be a reason for this. What does he hope to get from me?
Fortunately, this life ended sooner than expected. The next morning, Iaconi Fairwin was called out of the door. Uriel pricked up his ears to listen to the noise. Iaconi said nothing, but something unusual must have happened. When a strange knight unchained and motioned for him to follow, Uriel thought the church had found Roma. This suspicion settled heavily in his stomach, and Uriel had to do his best not to let the disappointment and sadness show on his face. For some unknown reason, Iaconi has not shown up until now. This was a situation that was beneficial to him. Uriel never gave up on escaping, and as a mortal he would never be able to fight against the mysterious creature.
However, the guard leading the way didn't seem to be easy to mess with. Although he was not a mysterious creature, he was wearing the armor of a cross knight and had a long sword on his waist. The hilt of the sword was right in front of him, almost within reach, and the chain could not prevent him from moving his wrist slightly. As long as I grab the sword, it's easy to knock him down. Uriel refrained from looking at it. Of course, escaping from the dungeon is no problem, but escaping from the church is different. Without the mystery provided by the Frost Blade, the "Ice and Snow Crown" would have been impossible to succeed, and this was the only magic he estimated he could use to hurt Gao Huan. The apprentice would not dare to bet whether Brother Azbi and Iconi would leave the church due to an emergency other than finding Roma.
When he saw Brother Azby waiting not far from the stairs, Uriel couldn't help but be glad that he didn't act impulsively. "Sir, are you planning to come see me in person?"
"I'm already here." The window facing the ascetic monk was covered with ivy, and its broad leaves were green even in the frost moon. "I think you definitely want to know about this as soon as possible." He turned around, his eyes filled with pity and helplessness.
"I hope to know a lot these days, my lord." He seemed to be looking at a lamb tied in front of the butcher's door, Uriel thought to himself. "what is it?"
"We are fortunate to learn about your mentor's condition."
"Have you found Roma?" It seemed that he had to think about something else.
But the answer was unexpected. "No, Miss Roma's whereabouts are still unknown. The Golden Bird River burst its banks at Six Finger Castle, and the entire Garden of Flowing Waters to Knight's Bay was affected by the flood. A large number of houses in Silver Roof City were also submerged." I'm afraid this is what caused Iaconi's sudden departure. Why, Uriel realized.
Brother Azby paused. "We received news from the Garden of Flowing Waters that His Excellency the White Envoy tried to prevent the flood from breaking out at Six Fingers Castle two days ago, but... he tried his best."
He didn't understand for a moment: "Then what?"
"When the flood subsides, we will do our best to search for his body. My child, please don't be too sad." The monk's tone was very gentle, "Your Excellency Bai Zhishi is a heroic figure worthy of praise. May the goddess take care of his soul."
Prophecy dreams. His stomach twisted.
"Gaia does not teach its followers to lie." Uriel said with the last of his composure.
Brother Azby's expression was silent between sadness and tranquility. His grief seemed so restrained that it was almost impossible to distinguish between true and false. "Go to the port and have a look. Ask any of the mysterious creatures who escaped from the Six-Finger Castle whether I lied to you. This is the result of my patience, Uriel. We are all waiting."
"No," he heard someone's voice say. He fell into a hell of fire, visions of flames igniting ivy and monks' robes, spreading smoke and sparks, and burning his blood and bones. This can't be reality. Yes, I'm having another dream.
"Uril." His vision suddenly dimmed, and Uriel found himself kneeling on the ground at some point. Brother Azby Zion stood before him like the priest in his childhood church baptizing a confused soul.
The wait is over. The apprentice remembered what the monk had said, and he had already decided what to do with me. He suddenly realized the truth of the news that Joey was dead. No matter what, Brother Azby would not exchange him for the promise of a dead man.
"There have been few demons active in Silverdome City recently, thanks to Gaia's watch over the mortal towns." The ascetic monk said, "But the natural disasters are ruthless, destroying the peace and tranquility that the goddess has worked so hard to maintain. The innocent people are struggling in pain and praying Salvation. They need not only material assistance, but also spiritual comfort." Even in front of the apprentice and another cross knight, his eyes were still full of compassion. "The church must shoulder this responsibility, and we are bound to do so. At this time, burning the devil who caused the disaster is enough to calm people's hearts and save the souls of more victims."
He wanted to burn me to death, Uriel understood, in the name of dealing with the devil. I keep my secrets carefully, but fate still plays tricks on me. Does Gaia see everything? Uriel couldn't help but be deeply suspicious. Does He have clear ears and eyes, able to see through His true nature and use the hands of monks to destroy evil, or is He deaf and blind, unable to distinguish between good and evil in His own followers?
"May the goddess take care of your souls, Uriel." Brother Azby turned around, "Maybe He has been waiting for a long time."
"Lord Zion." There was a pull on the chain, but Uriel stood up and nailed himself to the spot. "As a believer in Gaia, it's hard for me to have any objections to your actions. However, on the way to the execution ground, I heard that you were looking for a holy book. It was said that it was lost in the church branch in Bloomnot."
Brother Azby indeed stopped.
Gods bless me. "But the goddess returned his sacred objects to his believers." Uriel felt the power behind him relax. He said: "The lost holy book is a relic of the wizard, but the returned one is different. It only has Gaia's divine words written on it, and only devout believers can use it."
"The purifying fire will prove its sanctity," the monk warned him. "Don't try to fool the goddess."
You are not Gaia. "You know, my lord. I am not a devout believer," said the apprentice. "It is a heinous crime to bring a holy book into hell... just like the wizard. No one in the church is recognized by it, is it?"
Brother Azby asked everyone to step back, including the knight who was holding the apprentice. For a moment Uriel wished unrealistically that he had left the sword behind. Achieving his crazy idea requires extra luck. If Broken Moon takes the opportunity to retaliate with bad luck, Uriel can at least commit suicide and die a less painful death.
"As far as I know, the Holy Scripture will choose a new owner after the owner dies." The monk said slowly, "This is also the reason why the wizard passes the Holy Scripture internally. Now it has not found a new owner, just because it has not found a new owner yet. It’s destiny to meet it.”
"Presumably this candidate must meet the conditions for serving Gaia."
"That's right. And it's firm enough, loyal and powerful. It's best to be an ascetic who has experienced tempering. The church needs him and his holy book to build a great cause-that is, to implement the will of the goddess."
Let me think about it, do I really know this kind of person? "I only know one ascetic, but he meets all the conditions." Uriel can guarantee that no lie coming out of his throat is more stomach-churning than this one. I wouldn't be surprised if Azby said he was actually involved in the Charity House deal.
"Is he standing in front of you?" the monk asked, staring at him closely.
"Exactly." A strange pressure acted on his shoulders and spine, but Uriel did not fight it. When he saw Brother Azby take out the parchment from his pocket, Uriel knew that his bet was half right. "It seems that you are well prepared, sir." He said one more sentence and immediately felt his throat tightening.
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