York didn't understand: "Nightingales are everywhere. Could it be that those in the Holy City are of Dalton's level?"
"I'm not stupid enough to commit murder in the Holy City, kid." The night elf expressed dissatisfaction. "Your example is inappropriate."
"Adventurer Nightingale has almost no high rings." York said exaggeratedly, "This is a compliment."
"Oh, I understand. It's different from when you praise someone's intelligence."
"At least I'm quite modest myself. Aren't you, Sauron?"
Their taunting continued until the dream came. It can be seen that although he is obsessed with revenge, Dalton does not regard himself as a professional assassin. And his opponents can be friendly to whoever they are, and he doesn't mind arguing with them. Considering that forcing the topic to return to the Holy City and the Glorious Council would destroy the current atmosphere, Uriel did not interrupt the entertainment activities during this journey. He returned to the bedroom alone and gathered his thoughts in the silence.
This is my business, he thought, and cannot be left to others. Perhaps he should never have allowed York to come with Dalton. None of them knew that this was a more dangerous journey than they imagined... yet they had arrived at the temple. The Prophet of the Tower asked him to come here to solve a problem for the representative of the Glorious Council. What the latter paid is temporarily unknown. why me? Could it be that the Prophet had predicted this day before I left the tower? Uriel had no answer.
When the Moonbreaker descended, the Paladins clashed with the Tower's Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The messenger almost killed a cardinal - after the White Night War, Uriel already understood why Bishop Edgar was captured alive. The Broken Moon shared most of the pressure, allowing the cardinal to survive by chance. Without Sauron around, Joey himself is inclined to kill. Even so, the prophet still believes that the apprentices of the White Envoy are the best candidates to solve the problems of the Glorious Council, probably not only because Uriel decided to attack the Gaia Church.
What is special about me in the eyes of the prophet? It’s hard for Uriel not to think about spiritual vision. At the base camp of the mysterious Fulcrum, he was always worried that Fire's anomalies would be exposed. Fortunately, they haven't become suspicious yet. The messenger in the tower could never be the unknown one, and even the prophet was deceived by Joey. Trust is the best way to cover up lies, which often lead to you lying to yourself.
Another guess is related to his experience. The Confessions is the goal of the Silent School, and it is now in the hands of the Messenger. Now that the Lord Seer knows that I met Mabel Magdalen in Shimmering Forest, there is no reason why he would ignore the presence of the Black Knight. Uriel shuddered at the thought that his every move was being watched. No, what is it about me that deserves the Tower Seer's continued attention? The monster knows the past, but he doesn't know everything. The key is what does the future look like in the eyes of the prophet?
Uriel opened the window.
"I advise you not to go out"
Sauron the Ring is not Joey, and the apprentice is afraid to tell secrets, but he has a way to pry things out of its mouth.
"Exploring information is the basis of any plan." Uriel said, "I know nothing now, and I don't even know what I am doing here." At this time, doing nothing is the same as waiting for death. "Can you contact Croita?"
"no. The Holy City is a mysterious place. Do you think such a large oasis in the desert is common? There are more mysterious creatures here than Blumnot. The Holy Knights are responsible for guarding the church, and the Public Security Bureau under the Affairs Department is incomparable to them.』
"Maybe that's what I'm looking for."
"Don't take it seriously." The ring tightened suddenly, strangling his finger. "After the demon hunting campaign, the Holy City's defense strength at night is far greater than during the day. The night was indeed not Lucia's domain, but the Council never gave up on keeping this time under its control. If you really can't sleep, you can go to York for a drink. Anyway, he never sleeps and he can't drink you."
good suggestion. "Sita will be popular in the church." The apprentice said seriously, "Not everyone is like the priest lady in front of the staircase, right?"
"You can try it." Unexpectedly, Sauron didn't stop him. Every stroke of it has a sense of schadenfreude: "Better meet her." Maybe she will be the first good friend you make in the Glorious Council』
This was also a reminder, and Uriel did not hesitate to exclude the Priestess as a candidate for information. It was impossible to ask the agent directly. He only wanted to know the reason for the Paladin's martial law. We are full of enemies here, the apprentice thought.
Daylight comes quickly in Sodria. Uriel had imagined the sun rising from the curves of the sand dunes, the magnificent natural landscape with orange-red shadows slowly folding on the back, but in the attic on the edge of the church, such a morning seemed no different from the past.
The narrow window is inlaid with stained glass, and outside the window is a magnificent temple created by mystery. The brick walls are painted with colorful decorations, the roof is covered with gold, and the hexagonal obelisk tower under the drum base is decorated with tens of millions of glass decorations, which has a strong religious feel. color. With its solemn semi-circular vault and snow-white marble material, the church has become the most artistic and great landscape in Zangwill, and it is unique even in Sodria. The Holy City is not only a splendid religious city, but also an art palace that concentrates the representative style architecture of northern Binya Aio. Uriel stared at the flaming red thorn flag in the morning light, feeling that he had no place to stay in the clear sky.
"I'd rather get drunk," York complained, "otherwise I can't rest at all. The light here is too strong and people are always walking around without stopping."
Dalton also didn't sleep well. "Although the situation is different, the reason is still the same." He hid behind a huge vase, where there was no sunlight reflected by the glass. "Do you have a clue about the Prophet's order, Uriel? What should you do next?"
Uriel seems to have returned to Eastman, when he walked with the little lion Roma and the cross knight Iconi Fairwin, looking for clues in every strange church. Compared to then, their situation now wasn't that bad. "I plan to go find Mr. Lemons."
"You want to force him to tell the truth?" York asked. "It's like dealing with the nightingale outside the church, isn't it?" He suddenly became full of energy. "Good idea! You defeated him in Camaria. If we are careful, this might actually be possible. A lone Paladin is better, after all, no one expected us to be like this-" Uriel quickly covered his hand Mouth.
Dalton looked at them doubtfully and opened the door at the apprentice's instruction. "We were referring to you, Your Excellency. Good morning," Uriel said before anyone else.
After comprehensive consideration, this paladin captain is their only way to obtain information. However, the other party's direct visit was unexpected.
"There is no time to waste any more." Lemmons said rudely. "The council did not ask you to come for vacation, Uriel. If you are not satisfied with the accommodation, let him tell me now." He motioned for them to be honest. . "I'll let Ari handle it."
"He said he likes it here." Before Uriel could speak, Dalton covered him up. "Your Excellency. This is our first time coming to Zangwill and we need some time to familiarize ourselves with the environment. Thank you for your tip."
"Then let's get to the point." The Holy Knight Commander of the Council obviously couldn't have much free time during the period of martial law in the Holy City. "Lord Demosis, the prophet of the tower, appointed you as the messenger of the tower. Uriel, what message does he want you to bring?"
Uriel took a step back. "I'm looking for it."
"What?" Lemons frowned.
"This is an order from His Majesty the Advocate, Your Excellency. The Prophet just asked me to come here." Uriel pointed out, "I haven't gotten the exact situation yet."
The paladin captain fell silent.
"This is not a problem for you." Uriel continued, trying to sound confident. This damn journey was a journey from one mess to another, and he had to seize this opportunity to get out of his confusion. The feeling of not knowing anything is worse than hiking through the desert.
But Lemmons is not so easily fooled. "You are very good at deceiving, Uriel. Every word you say has a purpose. As a priest, the teachings of the goddess Gaia are reflected in you."
It seems that Kamaria's experience impressed him deeply. "At least we have the same purpose this time." Uriel pretended not to hear the last sentence, "I can't guess the purpose of Lord Prophet, but that doesn't mean that the answer will come to your door automatically if you wait here." They stayed in the room. was found by Lemons, it could only be due to personal reasons for the paladin's longevity. "We might as well look for the reason from around us first. Zangwill is under martial law. Is there such a thing?"
"Devils are infested in the Holy City." The Holy Knight Captain was very unhappy when he mentioned the omissions of the Glorious Council. "The demon hunting movement has been hindered and the cleansing was not thorough." He glanced at the apprentice, and the meaning was self-evident.
Uriel understood the beginning and end of the demon hunting movement, but he did not feel lucky. No one would be happy if this happened. From the Necromancer of Four Leaf City to the White Night War, the battle between the Nameless One and the mysterious realm, whether overt or covert, almost follows him.
"Are you searching for demons? Or are they left over from the demon hunting movement?" Even though he had already guessed, Uriel continued. He hesitated to confess. If you are not careful, a rare communication opportunity will slip away from your mouth. Be cautious. Never be abrupt.
"Not only that." It can be seen that Lemmons is also considering the same issue. "The magic of these guys is very weird, and there is no mysterious profession at all. They plant the seeds of disaster in the Holy City before escaping or being executed. The most damned demons among them escape the fastest. The nameless ones in the Sky Realm can't even... The mentor cannot guarantee that he can win, otherwise these demon lords would not survive today." He hesitated for a moment, "A paladin was also affected, leading to the failure of an important mission."
Worth a try. "Please forgive me, Your Excellency." Uriel interrupted him, "Did the devil attack the priest who received the White Prophecy?"
