The church in the royal capital was more luxurious than any church he had ever been to, even Brumnot was far inferior. After all, the Cloud City belongs to the Astrologer's Tower, and Eastman was once the Theocracy of Gaia.
This is more like a palace. Uriel and Dalton searched separately, but found no trace that insulted its noble appearance. There are no working nuns, no steam laundry, no ten-month-old women, no screaming children, and no wordless stone monuments. There are no believers here to listen to the preaching. The entire church replaced the noble coat of arms, hunting grounds, banquet halls and parliament halls where subjects met the king with goddess symbols and various religious facilities. This is a sacred place, and only a sacred place.
Likewise, there is no Manet here. This was actually what he expected. Dalton didn't say it explicitly, but he thought so too, and Uriel could tell.
"Are we looking for the Archbishop?" the night elf asked.
not us. Uriel told him: "They will soon notice the abnormality." Two minutes ago, the apprentice who had found nothing had closed the magic base and prepared for the next battle. The priest guarding the foundation fell silently at the foot of the steps, but it was impossible for anyone to notice him for a long time.
"What to do with this child?"
"My solution is to hand him over to you."
"It's hard for me to watch from the side, and someone might find me." Dalton said, "You must know the church's magic, I can see that, but the Silent School will always come up with witches that are not in the tower records. Technique. It is risky to bring this child to church at this time."
"Without the protection of the mysterious creature, he will be more dangerous."
"I mean you, Uriel."
"Thank you for your concern, but unless Shania comes back, it's the church that should be worried." Even if she comes back, Uriel is not without countermeasures.
There was no way the tower would allow him to wander out of control like Rama. Even if Joey could no longer give away the mystery, Mr. Larson enchanted Uriel's ring while Dalton waited for the equipment department to dispose of the broken sword. He told the apprentices to reply promptly after consuming their magic, otherwise the observation deck would immediately begin investigating their whereabouts. "You know, I don't control the key to the Star Gap." The great astrologer told him indifferently, "I'm just borrowing it." His concern made Uriel suddenly remember that he didn't have time to visit Mr. Eze. .
They didn't even stay in the tower for a day. The Equipment Department quickly processed the order from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and Dalton's knowledge of magic literature also opened Uriel's eyes - his curse magic and toxin preparation both require knowledge of magic literature as a basis. When Uriel opened his eyes to face the morning the next day, they were ready.
The power of the night elf is unquestionable. Since he promised to protect Aiken from harm, he will definitely fulfill his promise. Perhaps this was Otto's guidance. If Uriel hadn't invited Dalton to the tower, he wouldn't even have anyone to trust Aiken now.
"Good luck." The drow's shadow blended into the stone wall.
"See you in the White Tower." Uriel turned around and saw the Cross Knights filing out of the corridor and running into a group of wizards from the school. A minor dispute broke out, and it became clear that relations between wizards and priests were by no means harmonious and without disagreements. Shania and the Archbishop must have ordered to restrict their actions to avoid unnecessary conflicts.
So he walked towards a lone Cross Knight holding the golden sword.
In addition to facing mortals, this was the first time he used mystery to subdue an enemy. This Cross Knight is not a nightingale like Iaconi Fairwine, and his will is vulnerable to the power of the Scroll of Oath. "Where is the High Septon?"
"Archbishop Payton?" This guy actually asked back.
"Peyton Forest. Archbishop of the Kingdom. Don't tell me he was promoted recently."
After receiving the answer, Uriel knocked him down into the bushes with the hilt of his sword, and the knight's armor made a heavy clanking sound. church. The apprentice could not help but be glad that Bishop Paton was not wandering around the city praying like he had done the last time he left the White Tower. Apart from using "Spirit Vision", he really doesn't know how to find the target quickly.
I should ask him about Manet's whereabouts, Uriel thought, or at least bring up relevant information. If the Archbishop had moved them to another church, his actions would not have been completely hidden from the Knights of the Cross. Why didn't I ask the exit?
The next opponent is the school wizard. Perhaps he had unknowingly arrived at the location where the Silent School had set up the ladder. Two wizards on patrol trigger a witchcraft attack as soon as they meet. You can't ask them to remain calm and start a friendly exchange when they see a person suddenly emerge from the shadows. Uriel dealt with them faster than he dealt with the Cross Knights. In terms of combat power, these guys were not as troublesome as the witchcraft puppets that attacked Beacon Town. This may be the reason why they studied the puppets.
But the road to the church vestibule was not always smooth. Uriel frowned. He noticed drastic changes in magic power, forming a high-level elemental magic. "Court Magician?"
The other party was equally surprised. "You are Uriel, Messenger of Croita." He also recognized the apprentice and was probably an acquaintance. Eastman is different from the Mysterious Fulcrum in that every high-level mysterious creature here has a name. Uriel stepped out of the shadows and saw clearly that there was a large group of people following behind the magician.
At the head was Sir Laurence Norman, whom Uriel had met in the White Tower. Others are strangers, but I can't say they are completely strangers. Uriel had met one of these men many times, in newspapers and magazines. This is an unexpected big shot, at least at Eastman.
Prince of Ister. Uriel didn't know why he met the crown prince of Eastman in such an unexpected situation. But Sir Norman must have come to the church for this purpose. This noble prince's appearance and temperament make people easily convinced of his identity, and judging from his expression, he is no stranger to Uriel. Two people who are familiar with each other but have never met... No matter what, the future King will probably not have a good impression of me.
"I didn't know you would be in the church." Uriel told them. "For your safety, I hope you can leave here as soon as possible."
Sir Norman's tense expression relaxed slightly, and his expression...how should I put it, was actually a little bit flattered. He remained mysterious and exchanged a look with Prince Ister. The latter asked: "What happened?"
"There is a very vicious sinner hiding in the church, Your Highness." And he has been hiding for a long time.
"We just left the church. There were only priests and nuns there. Can you tell me what he looks like?"
Maybe he knew who I was looking for. Uriel raised the sword slightly, and the noble lady beside the prince immediately shrank her neck. Her face turned pale and she bit her lower lip tightly, as if someone had told her a secret. Fortunately, Uriel knew that the Archbishop was unlikely to behave like Bishop Kaos, otherwise he would have set his target on this girl. Most people were like her, except Prince Ister and Sir Norman who were indifferent. The apprentice knew that he was unlikely to be as powerful as Joey, but he must not show any fear at this time.
But he didn't want to start a war with Eastman. "Church affairs should be handled by the Archbishop. Your Highness, I want to see him."
A strange look passed over his face. Sir Norman seemed to want to say something, but Easter stopped him. "He is indeed inside, Lord Messenger. But it would be better if we leave later."
"Please feel free to do so." When the fighting is not limited to the church, most of these kingdom nobles will run as fast as they can.
When Uriel passed by them, the magic power in Sir Norman's hand rose and fell like a swing, and the apprentice pretended not to notice.
Gaia Church is no different from other places. The pews and pulpit were cluttered, flowers surrounded the baptismal font, and candles lit under the skirt of the goddess. The priests and nuns were busy going back and forth, putting away the red carpet on the ground to welcome guests. The texture of the tile floor presents a bright white luster, leading to the deepest flower bed under the guidance of dust. Uriel saw a corpse lying peacefully among the silver lilies. He was wearing a luxurious white clerical robe with hymns sewn on the sleeves. He still had a smile on his face.
"Who is that?" Uriel grabbed the nearest nun and asked with a glimmer of hope.
The nun was horrified, but after recognizing the divine inscriptions on the golden sword, she still answered his question: "That is Lord Bishop Forest."
Peyton Forest would probably not have a brother who is also a bishop. Even though he realized this was reality, he still couldn't believe it. "When...how did he pass away?" The apprentice still remembered that he saw the Archbishop's carriage slowly passing the White Tower two weeks ago.
"I am sick from overwork, my lord. The Archbishop once prayed day and night for the victims of the Flowing Water Garden. The goddess must have sympathized with his tiredness..." The nun gradually calmed down, "People often come to the church to worship and give thanks. You also come to mourn Forest. Bishop?"
Empty words of prayer are worth less than a piece of bread. Only Joey chose to stop the flood. Even if the victims wanted to be grateful to a certain character in this man-made disaster, it should never be Peyton Forest. Uriel didn't know whether to blame them. died. The nightingales and their leader are reunited in the afterlife. He also didn't understand what kind of fatigue could kill someone in just a few days. The Archbishop was a mysterious creature. There are also wizards from the Silent School here. Could it be that they watched the archbishop of the Eastman Kingdom die from overwork?
"My condolences go to the others." Uriel dropped these words and turned around. He wanted very much to leave like this, or to muster the courage to go up the steps and face the dead man, but in the end his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, making it difficult to move. Death is fair, he thought, people give it meaning. So Manet and her companions died like a speck of dust, and the man who had hurt them lay in the church's silver lilies for people to pay their respects and pray for his soul to go to the heaven of Gaia. This isn't right. But he was already dead. What can Uriel do?
Just then, the wizards of the school arrived at the church.
