There were candles burning in the attic, but the light was still dim. In Uriel's memory, this room was a forbidden area forever, and he could not even find a chance to explore it quietly. In fact, he had never been to the church's backyard since that encounter with Pod's mother in the cemetery. I was frightened at that time, and he understood that there were some things that he didn’t feel like at the time, but the more he thought about them later, the more he became afraid of them. Uriel prayed in the auditorium, blurring, modifying, and twisting the night's adventures into a dream. He had countless strange dreams, and the secret corner was forever covered by him.
If I had not come to the other world, I would never think of that incident again in my life, and I would not have the chance to stand here. The room was as cold as an ice cellar. Uriel lit the fireplace and his vision suddenly became brighter.
"There is no one," the messenger told him. "Cous Lue has escaped."
"No, he's still here." Uriel pushed a wall. At first it didn't move at all, but after a few seconds, with a low groan of friction between wood and stone, the stone wall opened inward, revealing a narrow secret room. There was nothing inside, and it seemed like it was just a prototype of a newly built storage room. There aren't any mysterious patterns on the floor either. "The church in Knight's Bay does not have a special staircase. No wonder the Silent School needs to use the Six Fingers Castle. He can't escape."
"What does this do?"
"Here? Maybe the storage room."
"There are no traces of magic." He probably meant that there was no magic protection in this secret room. The church cannot be so negligent.
"This attic is connected to the building next to it." The apprentice pointed out, "Generally speaking, this secret room should not be a secret room. There is also an exit at the other end. Knight's Bay is close to the Sea of Singing, and sailors and captains always look towards the dawn. God Elvins prayed to avoid wind and waves, so there are not many people who believe in Gaia. Few believers mean that the development of the church is stagnant, and the local church does not have enough money to dig a secret chamber or build a rectangular ladder. From this point of view, those who come from Orders from Knight's Bay are all shipped to Beacon Town by water, and such sinister transactions cannot be carried out via the rectangular ladder of Six Fingers Fort."
The messenger glanced at him. "Six Finger Castle was originally the territory of dark wizards, and kingdom officials are not necessarily more reliable than priests."
"Would Lametta get involved in something like this?"
"Generally not. However, Starless Night is different from other secret societies. It actively recruits nameless people and even looks for compatriots among newborns. Of course, there are few survivors among the children handled by church people... but there may also be people who specialize in Collect these Nameless One babies and resell them to make a fortune.”
Uriel felt a chill running up his spine. “Can a priest discern the fire in a newborn baby?”
"In my time, nobles had to send their newborns to church for baptism. I think Eastman is the same now after the demon hunting movement." Joey walked into the secret room ahead of him, and the center of the floor suddenly sank. He didn't even look at the trap at his feet, floating in the air looking for the exit on the other side.
"Father...will the priest burn the baby?" This is really appalling.
"The nameless are not considered human beings. Would you attack a young vampire?"
"I..." Will I? There were no children in Screaming Castle or the mercenary group, so Uriel didn't know the answer. The Vampires and humans are not life-or-death enemies. After all, the Vampires do not only have human blood to eat, and it is humans themselves who sell their children to the Vampires. "I can not do it."
"In your dreams too?"
"The dream is false."
"But it's the same as reality. Why isn't reality a dream? You just have a different path."
"Well, I can't do it on the path I decided to continue on. I can't guarantee anything else." Uriel replied, "The child is innocent, and I can't be so crazy. Maybe I will do it in a different way." It’s the opposite behavior under the circumstances, but no matter what, it hurts me to make the choice. Sometimes I really wish I didn’t have a choice.”
Joey stopped. "You won't think so when you have no choice. Do you think the Gaia Church has another way? The Nameless One babies are very likely to become demons in the future. They lie on the bed with other children, suck breast milk, and accept Care, but when they grow up, they will kill their childhood playmates, kill the mother who fed them, and use the care given by others as a bond to end each other's lives in turn. And these are not willing to do so."
Is he excusing the church? Uriel didn't know why his mentor said that. "Rumors told a hundred times will never come true. The Nameless One just stood in the wrong position during the War of Dawn. There is no evidence that the Nameless One will definitely turn into a demon."
"There's no evidence that they won't."
"No one is born a prisoner, and the groundless accusations against them do not need so-called evidence to clear them up." The apprentice insisted, although he did not know whether this answer would satisfy his mentor. He never knew.
"That's it." The messenger swung the ax and left a deep mark on the stone wall. He accurately hit the weak point, then kicked it, and the stone wall collapsed with a bang. "Maybe you'll find him."
Opposite the secret room is also an attic room, but it is not used as an auditorium. There were a lot of debris piled up in the room: a bent flagpole, a moth-eaten triangular stool, stained women's underwear, a bunk bed with its pillars twisted into a bundle, a large wooden box filled with the remains of cups and plates... everything. Placed on a moldy floor. The wooden beams overhead were invisible, and they, along with the toys hanging from the bars, were covered in thick webs. As for the dust, Uriel couldn't tell whether the dust in the air came from the dust here or the stone powder that fell when the instructor penetrated the wall. He jumped over the hole below and landed at the other end of the secret room.
Cos Lue was hiding nearby. Uriel couldn't figure out whether he wanted to run away or hold his ground.
When they opened the magical barrier of the monastery, they saw a dozen knights standing ready, and the clergy hiding in the building, putting on a posture of resolute resistance. There was no futile verbal testing, and the battle broke out instantly.
However, their resistance was weak. Joey grabbed the front spear and exerted force, but its owner staggered and let go. He immediately went around to the left to hold the other man's sword blade, and at the same time kicked the knight's knee. The man holding the sword was pushed out, and the knight who lost his spear fell to the ground with his heavy armor. The messenger nailed the knight to the ground with a spear, and blood seeped out from the gaps between the armor leaves.
The two most brave and competent Cross Knights were the first to step forward, but in the blink of an eye only one was left. The knight holding the sword roared, and the sound made his faceplate tremble slightly. But the messenger jumped out of sight faster than he could turn his neck. Before the knight could find the target of his sword, the messenger had already caught his arm.
The dagger gently cut through the narrow slit of vision, and the war cry instantly turned into a short miserable howl. He lifted the body and blocked a magic sword blade. The sparks of the clash of steel had not yet disappeared, and the messenger had already picked up a six-foot-long morning star. Uriel heard a thunderous sound and turned around to see a figure embedded in the wall like a flattened painting. Gel-like dark red liquid surged out of the chest, washing away the broken armor fragments. His spine formed a terrifying triangle. Since then, no one dared to come forward alone, and the messenger had no choice but to chase the Cross Knight and chop him. The defense line quickly collapsed under his blow, and many people would rather go to the church to deal with the dark wizard.
The foundation of divine magic has regained its power, and the importance of the monks should have been reflected here. But since the teetotal Bishop of Cowes has banned divine magic against all opinions, it shows that he is still pessimistic about the balance of power between the enemy and ourselves. It must have been the fate of Azbi Zion that made the Bishop of Silverdome City wary.
He is very wise.
While Joey destroyed the Cross Knights' front, the clergy failed to use magic to save the situation. But it's not their fault. In fact, they can barely protect themselves right now. The "Canon" records all the holy commandments for clergy to learn, but the person who compiled it obviously could not have expected that a clergy outside the church system would one day obtain it. From the most basic divine chains to the advanced flame curtains, Uriel dare not say that he has mastered them all, but he is well aware of these mysterious effects.
On the contrary, even in the eyes of the most mysterious monks, the Knight of Proverbs and the Scroll of Oath are mysterious professions that have never been seen before. Uriel could clearly see the hesitation on his face as he manipulated divine magic to approach the three-foot-long, dynamic, golden sword constructed of complex divine texts. This is indeed Gaia's magic, but it is used against the goddess's followers. What went wrong?
Uriel knew the mysterious type of magic triggered earlier than the other party. He dodged left and right, every chain fell into the air, and every obstacle was difficult to achieve. When a large-scale holy commandment spell came over, the apprentice just moved the sword blade forward - the mystery was reversed. On command, the attack would either turn into a normal sword swing, or simply turn around and attack the master. He felt the ups and downs of magic power impacting the fire, and the fatigue caused by the continuous battles slowly faded away. However, his enemy had to endure the mysterious suppression from the high circle while trying to control his own magic.
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