"You came much earlier than I expected." When we arrived at Shimmering Forest, Ms. Mabel Magdalen was loosening soil for a five-leaf winter tree in her garden. The magic shrub grew so tall that the apprentice had to raise his head to see the top leaves. A beetle landed on his shoulder.
Joey stared at the leaves of the plant. There is a bright golden line there, which only appears on the smooth inner side, and the rough surface is full of rich green.
"Where is the little lion?" asked the garden owner.
Uriel glanced at him and said, "We separated for some reasons." Bai Zhizhi still didn't respond, so he had to continue: "This is my... mentor, you may know him."
"How can there be a sky that doesn't know him?" Ms. Mabel said lightly, dropping the shovel. "It's better to see it than to hear it, Lord Bai Zhizhi. I didn't expect you to come here in person. This is a lovely grass, isn't it? It is quite sweet in every way. If you like it, take it Consider it my meeting gift."
"Sovero," Joey spat out the word. His tone was still calm, and there was no warning: "It seems that your garden accepts all comers."
"For magic plants, it is a very worry-free nutrient. What's more, the flowers and plants produced are thousands of times milder than the original solution of the magic potion. They taste good and are not harmful to the body." Mabel said as she took off her gloves. , "But the good taste of Wuyedong will only make people feel more bitter. You'd better not chew it raw."
Joey turned to the apprentice and asked, "Do you want it?"
"Uh, me? No. No need."
"Then you can keep it for yourself to make soup." Bai Zhizhi replied, "I will accept the meeting gift."
"It just so happens that I can't bring out anything else." Mabel finally organized her complete set of equipment, and snakes emerged from the stems and leaves, holding them in their mouths and leaving. She gave a decent smile. "Come this way, distinguished guest. And Uriel."
Uriel shivered for no reason. He felt that the atmosphere between the two Lord Kongjing seemed a bit tense. Could it be that they had some kind of holiday? But this is their first meeting after all.
The "Seven Lamps" hut was completely restored to the way it looked when Uriel first came. The cracked rocks seemed to have been glued back together, and an unattractive iron lock was hung on the stone door Sylvia. The steps the garden owner took to entertain guests were no different from the last time, but when the process was going on in an orderly manner, an unexpected surprise arrived late.
"I think we can get right to the point." Bai Zhizhi said, "We don't have time to drink..."
"What we mean is." Fortunately, Uriel was prepared for this. "After the Gulf War broke out, we haven't had time to sit down and enjoy a sumptuous tea for a long time. Thank you for your hospitality, Ms. Mabel."
"You're welcome." Mabel raised her eyebrows, "I thought people who traveled through the forest to find this place would generally not lack for vacation. I'm so sorry. It seems that you have other plans for the placement of 'Confessions'."
"That's right, it's a... very proper way to deal with it." Uriel spoke first. But he soon realized that Joey didn't want to speak at all, but left all the negotiation matters to the apprentice with peace of mind. I fell for it, and he felt the wound hurt even more.
Thankfully, the elf lady treated him as well as ever. "I'd better not ask. Who asked me to come to the door?" She opened a door - not the one Uriel and Roma had entered. "But having said that, I can't guess what you are going to do."
Uriel looked away uneasily. "We promise not to leak any information, Ms. Magdalen, and this will not have any impact on you."
Mabel stopped moving. The owner of the garden pursed her lips, and did not ignore his abnormality when her quiet dark green eyes swept over the apprentice. "No need to say much about the scene, I know it very well... Unless Wolfgang, the Knight of the White Night, never comes to my garden, then this situation of 'no impact' is just a daydream. I am very good at making dreams, but I am better than any of you. They are all better able to distinguish reality from reality.”
"We're in a hurry." Joey said. His demeanor and tone didn't seem to have changed, but Uriel was familiar with him, and his mentor's eyes were full of provocation. Whatever Mabel Magdalen asked for, he was absolutely certain that he could achieve it.
I hope she doesn't ask for any magical plants, Uriel thought. When the Black Knight came to the garden, Lady Mabel had protected him... and Roma. But even so, this does not allow her to protect herself from the White Envoy. Ever since his trip to the Moon Capital, Uriel had a deep understanding of Joey's combat capabilities, and the training sessions in the tower continued to reinforce this impression.
"The Dragon of Time will understand your mood. I am not bargaining, guests, I am just giving a kind reminder. Especially to you, Uriel."
"I?"
"I am a Heather believer, so I can naturally see your physical condition. The increase in mystery on the human body is either the result of consuming magic power in a short period of time, or it is a subtle refinement that is so long that no progress can be seen. A high ring will cause your fire to cause A higher level of mystery, but it will not help your injury. Do you want to go to the bay half-dead like this? Does your mentor agree?"
"This is……"
"It's a good thing you can hold on." Ms. Mabel interrupted him rudely, which was rare. "But you don't have to die on the battlefield of the Oath Keepers Alliance's internal strife. The astrologers of the Sky Tower and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs have completely different styles. I have heard this for a long time - but Lord Bai Zhizhi, I believe you attach great importance to such a person. A hard-earned apprenticeship, but if the adventurer’s newspapers weren’t talking nonsense, you should have just survived your climb out of the river.”
"No," the messenger said, "he was the one who fished me ashore."
"Anyway." The elf lady ignored his attempt to change the subject, casually tore off a lantern flower and stuffed it into her mouth, swallowing it with a gulp. "I have no objection if you want to hand over the confession to the wizard, but you can completely turn a blind eye to the war of the Oath Keepers Alliance and avoid disaster."
"I have an agreement that must be fulfilled," Uriel said, "and so does Roma."
"It's an agreement worth risking your life on. Huh, I think you must have realized it a long time ago. I don't need to tell you." She turned to look at the envoy. "There is something I have to tell you. Dear Lord Bai Zhizhi, I thought the tower was astrological." Masters know the secrets of the Scroll of Oaths, and perhaps you can also discover something from the Confessions. But it turns out that Chloe is far inferior to Lucia's Holy Council of Light in dealing with demons. If in the end these ancient ancient volumes of great significance Everything fell into the hands of the devil, why do I have to go around in such a circle at the cost of your lives?"
"It's not your life anyway." The messenger shot back.
"Heather taught us to respect life, no matter whose life it is." The elf lady said coldly, "With all due respect, sir, before you go to Six Finger Castle to stop the flood, I will not say one more word to an executioner like you. . But after that - whether you do it out of a sense of responsibility or pity - I will just assume that you understand what I am saying."
"I've heard a lot of similar advice."
"But you never take it seriously." Mabel said, "Just like that guy Sylvia. Listen, Lord Messenger, I won't accuse you of being harsh and brutal to others and yourself. At least you haven't done it for This death is at the hands of the demon lord, and this is how the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Tower works; however, not everyone can be like you. One day, maybe not long ago - I think retribution will come one after another, and you are the last one. Poor bastard who embraces death. You will understand when your life is also trampled under the laws of Suviliya."
"No one can kill me." The messenger told her, "Before this, no one can give me retribution. But this trip was worthwhile. I really heard unexpected speeches." There was a strange look in his eyes. sentiment, "It seems you understand what you are giving us."
What is all this? Uriel was so nervous that he couldn't say a word. He didn't expect that Ms. Mabel would take such care of him.
"No, I don't want to know about that damn gospel at all." Ms. Elf said, "Don't you all understand? I don't think the wizard will choose to leave after getting the holy book."
"Wizards are rich in knowledge, but that doesn't mean they are not smarter than Paladins." Joey probably means that it is not easy to find the Black Knight regardless of wizards or Paladins. Yes, because they didn't know they were looking for me, Uriel thought to himself.
"There is more than one book of Confessions, my lord. It is not a coincidence that the Silent School came to Eastman to search for the holy book. I am afraid they knew this from the beginning." Mabel touched the feathers at the end of her hair, "If the wizards didn't mean to join The alliance’s internal war means that what they are after is not the Holy Scriptures, but Wolfgang’s Confessions.”
Wolfgang's Confessions? But the story of the Knight of the White Night was sung in the lands of Eastman long before the Holy Code was lost. Suffice it to say that the Black Knight and the demons under his command were interested in his heirloom, thus creating the beginning of the legend. The School of Silence They wouldn't do anything like plundering by force... They have many ways to reach a consensus with a small noble in a small kingdom, just like how the Glorious Council bought the Elf Gold Cup in Bonfire Town.
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