"how is he?"
"Miss Cleia's potion is very effective, and her fingers are also very dexterous. She can pinch him into a human form immediately. That's not what I want to say, Uriel, York's abnormality needs to be dealt with, and it is best to prescribe the right medicine. .What do you think the problem is?”
"Well, I'm not acclimatized."
"The density of elements in the sanctuary is truly extraordinary, but the disparity between Zangwill, Eastman and Marandeno is not the same. It's the overall environment at Knox that's changing."
"Knox?" Uriel suspected that he also took the prophecy he made up in the Holy City seriously. Those things do have their origins, but... "Are there really any major events that come regularly in the mysterious realm?" The essence of Knox is actually a girl who has had her menarche? He almost laughed at his imagination.
"It's always been there. It's just that most people don't live long enough to discover the 'cycle', and most of them can't affect anything. You should have seen it."
The apprentice understood. Hell, Broken Moon is probably one of them. The Black Moon Tide takes a long time to accumulate magic power. Joey sealed the Moon Sacrifice two months ago, but it will come to Kamaria again one day. Not to mention the werewolf Mimi, Uriel was not even sure whether he could survive that long. Bai Zhishi is possible. But then, what reason does the tower have to prevent Broken Moon from completing the work? Winnie Watts? To be honest, the Broken Moon is a formidable opponent, even for Joey and the Prophet, and Uriel would rather choose to persuade the Venivas to move away.
"You wouldn't say that York's condition is a symptom of some coming disaster, would you? And what's going on on your face?" asked the apprentice.
"York is his own fault. Knox's elemental density has fluctuated unsteadily, but I didn't feel anything was wrong. Dark elements are normal. As for these." Drow touched his forehead, "I need the help of magic. Text enhances gravity.”
"Okay." Uriel didn't understand. It must not be something that a layman like him can understand. He shouldn't think about such things. "There is indeed something wrong with Knox's element, but the impact is not big. At most, the demand for potions at 12:30 has increased a bit. The Council of Radiance attaches great importance to these, and the prophet also asked me to convey the news, that's all. .”
"You didn't notice that book?"
"Probably not. What book?"
""Conjecture on the relationship between mysterious natural disasters and the beliefs of gods."" The night elf read out a long string of names. "No doubt, this is just a book." Uriel still frowned. "It contains most of the mysterious phenomena, including the descending of the Broken Moon God, the Cloud Well Earthquake, and even the extremely dark night in Venevoise. Many mysterious places disappeared on the earth, and many mysteries were born without any reason. .Binya'io holds the secrets of order, about which we know little."
Uriel became a little more interested: "Did anyone mention the Floating Cloud Train?"
"I don't know." The magic lines on Dalton's face gradually disappeared, "York found the book, maybe Soren Gessen will have a record."
Do we still have to spend two days waiting for it to retrieve its own database? Just spare me. After arousing the mystery, Mr. Ring took a period of rest and regained his spirit of talking nonsense. Uriel sent it to investigate the historical past of the Black City or Mortus period, and used the memory of the Windspeaker Aldinite to compare and compel. As expected, the ring was full of motivation, and there was no time to harass him. Its efficiency has been horribly low recently, and Uriel wonders if this is related to Joey's condition. I dare say that if you ask it to change tasks and start from scratch, it will definitely cry out for strike.
"Okay, I'll take the time to ask it." Uriel rubbed his eyes. "Exactly, Dalton, I also have something to tell you." There is no benefit in hiding it. Dalton, unlike York Romar, is reliable.
"Planning to give up going to the Church of Gaia, Uriel?"
Is it that obvious? "Not really." The apprentice hesitated, "But whether it's Knox's elemental environment or something else, York doesn't need to get involved in these things. From beginning to end, this is just my own business." These words are simply inappropriate. Like he said. "Now that the mission in the Holy City is over, I am safe and sound, thanks to your help. But you see, Dalton, you also have your own goals. There may be a connection between the two, but it is unlikely that DeWitt is hiding To the church's headquarters. So I thought, uh, I mean, I have a suggestion, we'd better go our separate ways..." He trailed off.
There was silence in the corridor. The Paperclip Mercenary Group was cheering on holiday in the restaurant separated by the wall, and the noise penetrated the masonry. The night elves were not in a hurry to express their stance. "Is it the matter in the Holy City that made you reconsider?"
Uriel was caught off guard. "Holy City? How, no, what?" When he realized that he was overreacting, it was already too late. "You're prophesying? That's a last resort." The apprentice said bravely. It is really a fantasy to expect that this can be a perfunctory way, but no matter what Dalton guessed, he would never admit it.
"The prophecy is coming, Uriel. You can't ignore it. Maybe this time it's not as dangerous as the Red Prophecy, but you are still in it. And since we live in Knox, we can't turn a blind eye."
Uriel took a deep breath, his heart almost jumped out of his chest just now. "I don't have any good ideas about this. But going to the Church of Gaia is different. This has nothing to do with Knox's mysterious changes-"
"How could you think that?" Dalton interrupted.
How can you understand what I think? The Starless Night and the Church of Gaia, Mortus and the silent tombstone behind the monastery, his fate is closely tied to them. This time there was no talisman of the prophet's orders. At the beginning, York took his apprentice to find the Wheel Gang alone, and in the end they were forced to face Kamaria's Moon Sacrifice. This is a lesson learned from the past. Uriel was determined not to make the same mistake again. "I don't know what to think," he replied.
"You should consider York's mood."
"He can't even take care of himself! Like Roma, these things are just bedside stories and attractive games to them."
"Not at all. York is an adventurer and has more qualifications than you. And Miss Roma, she is the most courageous person I have ever met." Dalton said calmly, "I have tried to escape reality twice, until fate The witch directed me to meet her on Gray Wing Island. Roma and York may not be mature enough, but you cannot belittle their willpower and sense of responsibility. I know that you make it your mission to change the church, Uriel, but the problem is , you started to distrust us. No one else, only us." He emphasized. "If it were Your Excellency Bai Zhizhi standing here, you would not have this attitude."
"It's obvious that you and Sita combined are not as good as Kong Jing." A voice interrupted. Windtalker Aldinite jumped from the birch branches outside the window onto the balcony on the second floor, and slapped the fallen leaves indifferently.
Dalton looked over. "Are long ears a specialty of Fife Tanner?" Apart from skin color, the drow's appearance is no different from that of humans. Long ears not only refer to elves, but also are a derogatory name for some nightingales who steal intelligence secrets. Coming from his mouth, these words seemed particularly appropriate.
"You didn't avoid people at all." Aldinite shot back, "I've always been here."
"I'm sorry to interrupt your lunch break, Mr. Aldinite, but you never said a word to remind me." Uriel added unhappily.
Windspeaker ignored it. "So you are going to the headquarters of the Church of Gaia."
Since he was not polite, there was no need for Uriel to remain polite. "That's none of your business, sir."
"Going alone? Leave your companions behind, because they are a burden and a burden, and they will also make you owe a debt of gratitude. It's really the style of my kind."
"I'm not honored. And I didn't say that."
"But think so, Uriel? There is no doubt that your mentor can help you solve your difficulties. Kongjing can solve most of the problems in the world, or the people who ask the questions. You only need his help, others It will only make you worry in turn.”
Uriel raised his head and met the mocking eyes of the fog elf. "I have to tell you, sir, the White Envoy is very different from what you imagined. The legends and stories you collected cannot reflect his true thoughts." You don't even know his name. "I know his habits and character very well, even though I have been fortunate enough to be his apprentice for less than a year."
"Yes, but this is your luck, not his. In my opinion, no apprentice can let the White Envoy condescend to be his mentor." The fog elf said mercilessly, "Especially the one who thinks he is People who are omnipotent and refuse help from others, and like to make decisions for others without authorization. They are always afraid of leading others to hell, and they don’t want their allies to see that they think so. Therefore, the smarter ones will try to use responsibility as an excuse. Those who are more straightforward will be moved emotionally. In the final analysis, this is not due to distrust of companions, but distrust of oneself. Gaia's potion can help people identify lies, but it is difficult to teach users to see Clear himself. Once he loses accurate judgment, he will be at a loss as to what to do and feel that the road ahead is full of dangers. He does not understand that no matter whether his own strength can cope with it, the reality he should face is still the same. Difficulties will never be absent. "
"Can you please stay away from me, sir?" The apprentice suddenly wished he would fall down. "We are not adventurers, and we do not regard it as an honor for each other to drag our companions into the water."
"As you wish." The mist elf blew through the corridor like a breeze. "I know you don't want to accept help, especially when it comes to those who can help you. I hope neither Roma nor you nor her mentor will accept help." Same."
Uriel pretended not to hear him. "I shouldn't have gone looking for York in the first place, Sauron warned me a long time ago."
"You didn't hide your purpose from him, did you? You can't do this kind of thing." Dalton asked back.
"Maybe I didn't make it clear enough."
"It's clear enough. You have conflicts with the Church of Gaia, and York will help you deal with those priests. You have had conflicts with the Holy Knights in Camaria. This Lucia's Sita also feels that the Council of Radiance is not the true messenger of the goddess. . He believed that you could save people like the Church of Gaia and Manai, but you decided that you could not guarantee the safety of your companions. Who said goodbye to you because they couldn't bear the consequences of failure?"
…
"Not yet." The tower apprentice replied. "But there's no need to wait until then to regret it, right?"
"I'm not an astrologer. I don't know what I will think in the future." Regret? He remembered the entanglement with Ingrid on the beach, the warmth on her lips, and the misty tearful eyes under the light. There was a violent storm outside the window, and the castle was swaying in the waves. Hell, even though Ingrid was just a bitch who sold her loyalty for money, Dalton still felt that she loved him at the time.
The apprentice glanced at him nervously. "I don't think you are different from your mentor, Dalton, and I won't let him get involved in church affairs. This is different. Manai and Aiken-"
"It's not your wife and children, right? They deserve sympathy. It is unforgivable for the church to squeeze the lives and emotions of these poor people. You should have reached out to them to help them, but failed. This makes you bear the burden. Feeling guilty, we must solve this problem immediately. To be honest, when it comes to revenge, the priestess in Zangwill has more brains than you. She has finally waited for an opportunity to succeed." And my chance is still far away. No deadline. The one who helped DeWitt was probably the Silent School. Dalton did not place his hopes on the Gaia Church from the beginning.
"Alexia didn't succeed. She didn't know that I was already a high ring."
"You like to argue, Uriel?" Dalton interrupted. He had never interrupted someone so many times before, but this time he wanted to express himself happily, and he was sure that the tower apprentice would listen to every word. When I left Tide Castle alone, how could I have imagined that anyone would listen to me? Humans and night elves are different...but they don't have nothing in common. "You want to establish a brand new Church of Gaia to protect people like Manai and her son; the Church of Gaia also tries every means to keep you secret in order to maintain its credibility and legitimacy. You will never coexist, and sooner or later you will have to separate. You will live and die. If I am not wrong, the Tower Prophet did not stop you from doing this, which means that this is a fateful decision. You were born to eradicate the long-standing abuses of the church."
The apprentice looked away: "This is just speculation."
"Don't treat others as idiots, Uriel. Or do you go back and ask the prophet face to face now?" The night elf approached the glass. "I'm not making baseless guesses. This is what Soren Gessen told me. It's delaying your trip, not stopping it."
After solving York's troubles, Dalton hoped to return to the clinic directly with the help of the shadow, but Windspeaker Aldinite refused. He detested the shadows and the night elves in them, and was nothing more than a bridge between the Ash Temple and the war between Faftanna. Dalton was more than happy to part ways with him. Without the paperclip mercenary present, Sauron of the Ring began to mention Uriel's itinerary.
