The team consisted of less than thirty people, including coachmen, cooks, maids and blacksmiths. Counting himself, the guards were not as numerous as the servants. These soldiers were the honor guard of the Blue Saint. Even Uriel could tell that she was probably not here on a mission, but in exile.
However, the quality of the guards is guaranteed. There are four Knights of Silversong, two Templar wizards and an astrologer accompanying them, which is enough to intimidate any lawbreaker, but if you don't know, they still seem to be weak. As for the Blue Saint, except for showing up in the palace, she hid in the carriage the whole time. It is said that she came to Oregna alone, and that her people saw her off in Holly Canyon, and that no one else crossed the border.
After seeing him, the instructor's face darkened. Uriel had to pretend not to notice. He didn't dare to look at his mentor. Janus, the nature elf, followed him stiffly, his eyes peering behind his visor.
"Who is this?" someone murmured, "How can anyone only wear a helmet?"
Something stupid Janus did. Uriel almost turned to look at him. "What are you doing?" Sure enough, as people said, this guy only wore a helmet and discarded all other protective gear. His shirt and jacket were still stained with dirt. The apprentice didn't have many requirements for his attire, but it was intolerable to be so conspicuous. "what happened?"
"Heather, take pity on me." He dared to retort, "That pile of stuff is so heavy that I can't even walk in it."
"I thought you had adapted long ago." Aren't you a prisoner of war?
"I...didn't wear iron shells when fighting in my hometown. I only wore leather and rattan armor. They are light and don't get in the way."
Maybe this is the key to Saint Valoran's defeat. Maybe the toughness and hardness of the magic plants will be different. "Then you can change the helmet into a hat, or a cloak. What's so difficult about that?"
Janus stared at him dumbfounded. Until Uriel looked away, not wanting to fight with his dead brain anymore.
"I really can't give you any more advice." The apprentice sighed. Things didn't turn out the way they expected. Janus's plan fell through. The best he could do was sneak into the exiled saint's team, and this team couldn't reach the Cangzhi Forest. Uriel decided to send this guy out of Malandeno first, and then parted ways in the forest on the way.
This is also quite difficult. Joey was not the only person he was familiar with in the team. Uriel didn't see him, but heard someone calling the other person's name. Bernard Sterling. The apprentice thought that he was the saint of the Silent School, the great wizard leader "Second Truth". He is still a wizard in the Mercury Temple, completely different from the portrait hanging in the corridor of the tower.
In fact, with the exception of Veronca the Victor, every future celebrity differed greatly from the portrait. A thousand years is enough to change a lot of things. This dream has the logic of reality, and only time changes. Uriel left on the wedding day last time. He thought it would be a few years before he came back. However, two weeks later, the Silver Song Knight had just captured the assassin he created.
It was three days ago for him to say goodbye to Janus, but Uriel thought to himself, it was one week for me. He realized that time in the dream was slowing down, even slower than reality. This may have something to do with the consciousness that constructs dreams, the apprentice speculated.
Regardless, he made it in time for the trip. In order to avoid being involved in the gang, Uriel gave up the church and asked Veronka instead. The legion commander really agreed. It's just a small thing, and having multiple missionaries in the team doesn't hurt at all. Of course Joey had objections, but he remained silent and ignored anyone throughout the process.
After leaving Marandeno, they climbed up a hill. The wheels trudged through the mud and creaked on the gravel. Uriel did not remember that there was such a difficult road outside Marandeno. Outside the capital of the Bres people, there was a vast plain and a huge procession.
"There's someone watching you," Jenners said.
Not surprisingly, he is his mentor. Uriel began to regret his recklessness. He didn't think Joey was that difficult to get along with in reality...well, a little bit, but not as difficult as in the dream. He didn't know what to do with him: the Joey in the dream was not his mentor. His personality was completely different, and his behavior was even more unacceptable to him. And if he confesses the truth, the other party will just think that he is making it up.
What's more, he doesn't want to do that. Uriel wanted to know the past of the messenger. His curiosity drove him to keep the secret and follow his mentor closely. It was obvious that Joey would never tell Uriel about his past, not even if he wanted to. The White Envoy is not someone with whom stories can be exchanged. So this might be the only chance.
"You mean the leader?"
"That's right, that Silver Song Knight. His eyes are really scary."
"Maybe he just has nothing to see," Uriel replied vaguely, "that's why he looks at new faces."
"Really?" Janus quickly lowered his head, "I think he found me. Uriel, if I ask to see the Holy Lady..."
"It's best not to go." Uriel did not tell him the composition of the team. In the eyes of Janus, the Blue Saint is still the leader of Saint Valoran. She saved the nature elves captured by the imperial army. Of course, she will not be afraid of a Silver Song Knight.
Joey was no ordinary Silver Song Knight, Uriel could see that he was the leader of the team. The other two knights who accompanied him were both experienced veterans, and foreign blood was always unpopular in the army, but they obeyed Joey like wild wolves obeying the alpha wolf. The last time he came back, Uriel took advantage of the "victor"'s drunkenness to ask about the years passed in the dream, but he didn't get an answer.
Knight Commander Silver Song doesn’t remember. "I don't have time to discipline my subordinates one by one, especially a brat like this. Your Highness... His Majesty pardoned his death penalty. This is his right. I never ask more questions." He frowned and thought. "Afterwards? After leaving Mortus, Michael left him in the temple, hoping that the monk's scriptures could make him change his ways. It must be admitted that faith does have its uses sometimes... He swore an oath in the temple , guarding the glory of Aurenia. Many people have forgotten their oath, including some of my colleagues, who are not even reliable as a free man."
Only then did Uriel find a trace of the White Envoy. No one knows better than him that the mentor will be the leader of Chloe, the Sky Tower, and the guardian of order.
"He is very talented in mysticism." He asked again and again, and Knight Commander Silversong finally had some impression. "This is what Mike told me. It was at the time of Holly Canyon, oh, you were also there at that time. He did a good job, Really? Looking at magic alone, his level is far superior to that of mysterious creatures of the same level. I think it's probably a gift from his bloodline."
Uriel doesn't understand the goblin race. The goblins he had seen were either very small or elemental creatures. Humanoid fairies have been on the verge of extinction since the ancient times. To be honest, many races intermarried with each other during the Alliance period, and it is difficult to determine which Knox people after thousands of years do not have their inheritance. Since the mysterious fire was ignited, it is impossible for these meager bloodlines to bring much help.
Maybe it was different in the Ancestors period. Uriel had not heard of the existence of a terrifying legion of high-level mysterious creatures like the Silver Song Knights in the mysterious realm. Their iron hooves were enough to flatten any country. As the Silver Song Knight Commander, "Victor" Veronka has already crossed the ring level and is about to enter the realm of the Saint. The apprentice couldn't tell who was more powerful, him or the future Shirozu.
Now, in the dream, there is no need to worry about this issue. Not to mention Joey, even "Second Truth" and McAdam are just the descendants of Veronca. They may have a higher status, but their status at that time was not determined by mystery. While in Mortus, Uriel discovered that he had crossed the Path of Death. Among the future saints, only the Tower Seer remains the pillar of Croyta as always.
All I knew about him was a fleeting glimpse. Uriel realized that the sum total of the experiences he observed in the dream was not as valuable as the account of "Victor" Veronka. And the latter is not even Joey's direct superior. Apprentices know how to obtain more information, but those who possess it do not reveal it freely. MacAdam is no longer Veronka's attendant. Now he is the successor of Aurenia and is about to become the emperor. Judging from the current situation, it is almost impossible for another successor to make a comeback.
In comparison, the original plan was more reliable. Uriel followed the procession over the hillside, wondering how long he might be gone. Maybe when I wake up, this team, which is nominally for detection but is actually in exile, has already returned to Marandeno.
"Uriel."
"What's up?"
"I'm sorry, but I think I have to stay away from you... Look, he's almost suspicious. The Knight of Silversong will find out who I am! I think he will."
Uriel was quite happy. Hearing Janus' suspicious questions again, his head almost hurt. The apprentice even begins to hope that something will happen that will give him a reason to distance himself from the other party. Joey unintentionally helped him, but this unrealistic wish still came true a few minutes later.
The instructor turned around in advance and ordered the team to stop. His two companions, Rhaego and Orcus, the former was strong and tall, nearly tall enough to reach the door beam, while the latter had slightly older features but sharp eyes like a falcon, quickly drawing out his weapon and looking around. Their movements were accompanied by an increase in magic power, causing the unarmed servants beside the carriage to hold their breath and stiffen their movements.
Joey knocked on the glass, then reached out and opened the door. "There's an ambush. Coming for you?"
The Cang Saint shook her head. She got the deer to follow behind the wheel. In order to show his royal majesty, MacAdam generously gave her a gorgeous carriage and put up a flag behind the carriage. For most bandits, this meant expulsion, and only idiots would come to die... However, the attackers were approaching, especially after they noticed the knight's movements. Uriel saw a gray shadow flash through the waist-deep grass, and the steel reflected for a moment.
Not forest folk, he realized, these men wore iron armor.
