Chapter 412: Crisis in Beacon Town

Style: Fantasy Author: Cold Moon EraWords: 2768Update Time: 24/01/13 10:18:18
The first explosion came from the church. Uriel subconsciously raised his head and quickly reached out to cover his eyes. There was a bright fire in his field of vision, and his eyes were sore and weeping. It seems that having night vision at all times is not all an advantage.

"For the sake of the gods!" he cursed under his breath. Even if he had considered it beforehand, Uriel never expected that Joey would make such a big noise. Now it’s worth seeing.

He first went to find the wizard Lynde Punabag, but there was no one in this guy's room. When he opened the door again, he bumped into the ashen-faced Earl DeWitt Hearn. The lord was standing at the top of the stairs with two guards. It looks like I'm probably not going anywhere.

"Lord Messenger, I am looking for you." The lord said in a bad tone. "Can you explain it? I know your mentor is in the Gaia Church."

Even if the situation was urgent, Uriel couldn't help blurting out: "Lind told you?"

"He left first. No. Instead of evacuating Lighthouse Town, the city guard sent news: Dark wizards attacked Fishbone Alley and the detection station." The lord did not answer directly.

The church is near the detection station. Uriel immediately understood why Joey had made such a fuss. "Are you going to Fishbone Alley, Lord Earl?"

"Where am I going and why?" he said angrily, "Lord Punabag suggested that I go to Tielong Port and take a boat to leave. By the way, Her Majesty the Witch of Destiny is temporarily living in Black Whale Street, so it's okay to go there."

"I don't think so," Linde Purnabag's advice remains to be seen. The deal between Uriel and him was only a verbal agreement, and it would be difficult for a wizard to agree to write it in a contract with this kind of situation. This guy once assigned an assassin to attack Ms. Helen for the "Confessions", and also had unclear cooperation with the unknown person in Six Finger Castle. To believe in his character is not as good as to believe in Iaconi Fairwin.

As for finding Ms. Helen... Uriel immediately used his "spiritual vision" to explore the situation on Black Whale Street. Thanks to Thief for the map. "Your Majesty the Witch has been assassinated. She is obviously also an important target of the black wizard. Now I am afraid that I will run into the enemy head-on." He paused for a moment, "We'd better wait here for the White Envoy to come back. He knows that I am here. .”

Earl DeWitt was a little dissatisfied: "What is your mentor doing in the church?"

"I don't know, Lord Earl, I'm just his apprentice." Uriel lied. Although both of them knew that he was prevaricating, it was still better than simply saying that they had no comment. Lind would do this, and perhaps this was why Earl DeWitt was less resistant to seeking help from the tower.

"The meeting tower is one of the symbols of Lighthouse Town. Why should the dark wizard let it go?" DeWitt was still unwilling to stay. "Find a house nearby—"

"There are wizards' fortifications here." Uriel explained, finally letting the Earl of the Bay return to his room. "I will also protect your safety, Lord Earl." With "Spiritual Vision" around, he said this with great confidence. But the Earl of the Bay's anxiety did not subside. Ever since he closed the door, the Earl had been restless in the room, with fear half-hidden on his face.

At this time, a second explosion sounded in the east, and the whole town was awakened. The lights in the room flickered for a while and then went out. "Fishbone Alley." Earl DeWitt said through gritted teeth, "I should have cleaned out that filthy rat's nest." So Uriel guessed that it was probably a place similar to Brumnot's Dead End Alley.

The darkness was intimidating, but the apprentice's vision became clearer. The effect of the magic allowed him to tilt his head slightly in front of the door and he could clearly read the contents of the letter on the desk five yards away. The letter was signed with a silver lily. Uriel blinked and realized that it was actually a letter from the church. Count DeWitt has ties to the Church of Gaia, and the wizard has no knowledge of this.

A premonition of falling into a deep pool surrounded him. By the gods, there's enough shit going on in the occult realm, but it turns out it involves the Eastman nobles. Ever since the Yotsuba City incident, Uriel had a deep understanding of how troublesome people like them were. The dark wizard attacks Beacon Town, and coupled with the looming problems between the church and wizards... I'm afraid his plan will have another setback.

But I also discovered the channel through which DeWitt learned that Joey was at church, and Uriel tried his best to think for the best. "Light the candles," he told the guard. "Light the fireplace as well. Don't open the windows."

"Do as he says," said Count de Witt.

The darkness was driven from the room, yet the silence lingered. Uriel listened to the empty corridor and suspected that the Council Tower was an empty shell. Could it be that the entire tower is controlled by wizards, and now that they have rushed to Fishbone Alley and the Detection Station for support, there is no one here? "How many guards do we have?" he asked.

Earl DeWitt could not help stroking an empty wine glass with his palm, and his gray-green eyes were staring at the firelight outside the window. "There are over twenty guards and only two mysterious knights. I don't know about the servants either."

The lord's bodyguards shouldn't be so few. Uriel remembered that the wanted notice stated that the assassin was originally the captain of the guard of the Earl of the Bay and the palace knight of Iron Claw City, and he understood why DeWitt had neglected to take precautions. It seemed that he could not trust those guards. Even in this he closely resembles Gavin Wiggins.

"Do you want guards to guard the stairs?" Earl de Witt turned away.

"Guards can't do it. Only mysterious creatures can do it."

The Count studied him. "I cannot let them leave my side, Lord Messenger."

"In fact, I can guarantee your safety. Too many people will be troublesome."

"Like in Yotsuba? My cousin Gavin is dead."

"It was an accident. We didn't let the attacker touch him." What really killed Gavin Wiggins was his crazy plan with Hu Moupi and Joey's fall caused by breaking the ground. Compared with these, the iron thorn that really ended his life was nothing. But Uriel didn't insist anymore. He would pass on his distrust of me to more guards later. "If you don't want to, then it doesn't matter if you wait like this, Lord Earl."

DeWitt did not respond, he acquiesced in the current disposition. The guards of the meeting tower had no choice but to perform their duties, while the servants would probably flee in all directions. Of course these people would not wait to die inside without anyone protecting the tower. At least no one tried to search the lord's room, otherwise Uriel would have to treat them as accomplices of the attackers.

The third explosion was the beginning of a series of loud bangs and vibrations. The silence was broken and dark shadows appeared on the streets. Those were either bold civilians or adventurers who didn't go to the Gulf War. Count DeWitt stayed away from the window and sat down at the desk with deep thoughts. The wine glass was still firmly in his palm. Uriel glanced at the clock in the corner of the room, its rose-vine-like hands moving toward the hour.

He approached the desk. At this moment, it was as if the scene in Frostleaf Castle's study had reappeared, with the steward Xiu Nuo, the dead assassins outside the door, and the reluctant guarding knights standing ready. Uriel had to ensure the safety of the Lord of the Bay, but he secretly hoped that Count DeWitt was not the kind of person Gavin and Shono were.

DeWitt Hearn's first reaction was to blow out the candle. "how?"

"There is someone outside the door." Uriel answered as he approached the desk, "A person." Fortunately, he was still alive.

"Go and have a look, Crifler," the count ordered.

The knight obeyed the order and went to open the door with his sword in hand. At this moment, another knight approached the lord and cautiously drew his sword to defend...

... Uriel took out the golden sword from his pocket and struck him with a blow on the hand he was balancing on. The force forced him to drop the dagger. The weapon fell to the ground and turned into a puff of smoke. The knight hissed angrily and threw himself at the window. The shock caused the other two people in the room to stay where they were, especially the guard. I won't make the same mistake twice. As soon as the apprentice let go, the golden sword turned into tiny divine words, flew around and tied up the knight's limbs, pulling the guy down to the carpet. More black smoke rose from his skin where it touched the divine chains, as if he were a pile of damp logs in a campfire. The screams scared the knight in front of the door to dare not move.

The Count was startled. "What's this?"

"Dark magic." Uriel replied, "The manipulator is not far away."

"I'm asking you." The demihuman Earl looked at the magic in Uriel's hand. "Are you a clergyman?"

The apprentice was caught off guard: "Well, it's true..." Could it be that he didn't notice it when he learned about my background?

"I finally know why Linde Punabag left so happily." The count seemed to have misunderstood something. He turned to look at the knight in front of the door, "Open the door for me. Master Steward, are you deaf?"

"Open the door? Now? Sir—"

"No matter what is outside the door! Open the door and slash through it with your sword, otherwise you will be the next one lying on the ground. Open the door quickly."

This knight's name is Crifler. Judging from the title of Earl DeWitt, he seems to be an official of Knight's Bay. His performance at this moment did not live up to his name. Due to excessive force, he even pulled off the handle when opening the door. Not surprisingly, Uriel watched this scene with a cold eye.

There was no one behind the door, just a series of wet footprints on the floor. Crifler took a breath, and his beard trembled, as if there was a mouse trapped in it. Fear and sweat flowed on his face. "Then...that thing ran away. Sir."

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