"There is no one in front of me." Du Yilin took off the ring, and the magic fluorescence dimmed. "The view from the back is wide, and no one can approach the river bank silently. Well, don't come to me again for half an hour. You have eyes, right?"
She may not be sure. The character of this tower messenger can be described as arrogant, but her abilities are quite professional. There are almost no areas in astronomy, stars, humanities, geography, and outdoor activities that she is not good at. Rego said that she once hiked through the Red Desert without carrying any luggage, which was the desert area where Sodria was located a thousand years later. There were not many such feats in the adventurer's notes, which led Uriel to wonder whether he was the most incompetent messenger the tower had ever had.
"Then start." Joey ordered, "Wizards and mortals go first."
The bridge was less than three yards wide, with rapids rushing beneath it and foam billowing around the rocks. The consequences of a fall are more dangerous than they seem. Not only did Uriel dismount and walk on the stones, but the wizard of the temple also gave up his means of transportation and moved forward on the dirt road. Behind him were Janus and the blacksmith with the hammer. They hadn't seen each other for a few days, and they seemed to get along quite well. They could talk to each other about news and anecdotes about the imperial capital through their helmets.
Uriel didn't expect that only three days had passed. Dream time is slowing down, and the degree of slowdown is gradually increasing. He couldn't tell what the reason was, so he had to look to Croita's library. Sauron the Ring was annoyed and threatened to report his behavior to the Lord Seer. Uriel let it yell, which was probably what the guy had done from the beginning.
Roma and Sabina's search was fruitful. They found an ancient map of the Orenian Empire in the cover of a book, and magic protected it through the ages. However, that is actually just an imaginary road drawn by later generations based on records, not a real relic of our ancestors.
Sauron concluded that its accuracy was not high, but it was also the only useful information: Croita did not save a few words about the exiled team, and the tower messenger Du Yilin could not find this person. The Silver Song Knights are one of the main legions of the St. Mirend Alliance, and each person's past is recorded in detail. As expected, Bogart and Rego had records, and Roma found the former on the sacrifice list. The dragon disaster came unexpectedly, giving the creatures of order who were hostile to each other a heavy head-on blow. Rego was lucky enough to survive the initial war, but then he was seriously injured and left for recuperation, and died of an epidemic a few years later. Records can only help so much.
As for Orcus and the other Templar wizard Zoman, not even Croita remembers them. Maybe no one in Knox today will know the story of their survival, life, and old age. Even if you ask Bernard, the "Second Truth" master of the Silent School probably doesn't remember that he ever had a colleague. After all, that was all from the time of the ancestors.
But Du Yilin was different. The Messenger is the predecessor of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and is interdependent with the Astrologer to form the Tower of the Sky. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs records the names of all member envoys, residents, and even apprentices and supernumeraries. Du Yilin was the tower messenger in the early days of the Dragon Disaster. She was well-known in Aurenia, and the Silver Song Knight also recognized her. It was impossible for such a person to disappear into history without leaving any trace. If nothing else, Uriel didn't think many people could hike across Sodria. There are countless mysterious places hidden in that desert, and it is also a natural place that breeds monsters. Lucia's care has given Zangwill the spring of life. Other places are not so lucky.
These things were not as valuable as the common sense he had gained from his traveling companions in his dreams. Uriel thought Sauron would reveal more information, but the Ring kept pushing away. Maybe the prophet will know that this sentence appears as often as sand is picked up in the desert.
Maybe there will be records in Saint Valoran. Natural elves have a way to remember history, but it's a pity that they don't welcome Uriel. The Silent School may also know the details of that year, but the "Second Truth" will also not tell its apprentices. In reality, he is still chasing the whereabouts of Nightingale leader Tedonaradu and vows to chop off his head. As for the Holy Council of Radiance, the roster of Silver Song Knights found by Roma and Sabina came from the temple.
In addition, the documents of the Holy Inquisition are also well preserved, but they are of no use to apprentices. Joey is the Silver Song Knight, and he had nothing to do with the Inquisition during the Ancestors. The whereabouts of the team Uriel is currently in are still a mystery, lost in the unknown past.
After crossing the river, the team walked out of the plain and returned to the national highway. "Is that Mortus?" Janus asked. "I see the wall."
Uriel suddenly realized that the previous river was probably the same river where the free men massacred the mercenaries. Just not the same paragraph. He returned here again, counting the time in the dream, and found that nearly six years had passed, but Uriel had only spent four weeks of nights.
I'm afraid the only one who really felt it was Joey, although he didn't show anything unusual. This is his hometown, Uriel thought to himself. After the Gaia Church incident is over, his first destination will be the Black City of Bliss.
The long journey made everyone feel tired, and Uriel understood them. Mortus and Malandeno are half an Oregna apart and are the southern border of the empire. Going further south are the hot hills of Eastman. Uriel knew that it was still the land of Alanvor, the moon elves and the water elves of Kamaria. Will there be Aurora and Niklos there? Are they still in love, or do they hate each other? The Aurenia Empire was eyeing them, but according to later records, the Silver Song Knights never set foot on their land.
Three days is enough time for the team to transit through several cities. The cities and towns under the empire are connected to each other, and transportation is more convenient than in the future. It may be that the status of Silversong Knight promotes efficiency. In short, Uriel skipped the long journey in the middle and directly arrived at the destination. He was grateful for this. Tedonaradu and his nightingale seemed to be hidden, and the apprentice did not encounter them for a whole week, which gave him the opportunity to concentrate on the dream constructed by the Confessions.
"We're here." Janus kept talking without stopping. "This place doesn't look as good as Green Gold Castle. Even children can climb up the walls."
"I heard that the lord here was assassinated by Nightingale."
"Lord?"
"A fat old man who can leak when he drinks." The blacksmith described, "He married his daughter to a wealthy businessman to support his daily expenses. And the income from his territory was divided among his sons, waiting for him to die. This is what I learned in Qing Dynasty That’s what a friend of Goldberg said.”
"His sons? Who is his heir?" Zoman joined the discussion. He is a wizard from the Mercury Temple, but he was born a commoner. Veronka would like someone like him, but it's a pity that Zoman is a Templar Wizard, not a Silversong Knight.
"The unlucky man has died a long time ago. It is said that the old lord is looking for necromancers everywhere and trying to resurrect the body of his eldest son. His subordinates are afraid that they will be led by an undead in the future, so they support his other sons and split the territory."
"Old men are always stupid." Zorman commented, "This is impossible to succeed at all. I think his sons must also know this. Maybe they have been preparing to fight for their father's property, so they gave the old lord this ridiculous He was charged with a crime, and now I’m afraid no one will believe anything he says.”
"Now?" Janus muttered. "Unless he actually finds the Necromancer, he won't be able to speak."
"There are no undead in Blackwood County..." The blacksmith saw Rego approaching on horseback and quickly changed his mind, "It's none of our business anyway."
Rego seemed to ignore what they said and walked directly across the carriage. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. "Why are we coming to Mortus?" Janus asked softly, "Green Gold Castle is more suitable to stay."
"I see you like the arena there."
"I...there's no place like that where I'm from," Janus replied, "and neither is Marandeno."
"The barbaric customs of Blackwood County." Zoman was not interested. In fact, the wizard had an aversion to bloody combat. "The three gods do not allow such evil places to appear in the land of gods. These people once believed in a god named after struggle, like Noctura. It is simply heresy. There is no such thing in your hometown. This kind of cult, Janus, is really blessed by the three gods.”
I really don’t know what the nature spirits think. Uriel pulled him out of the discussion circle and behind the wheel of the carriage. "They probably don't know that there are other evil gods in your hometown." The apprentice teased.
"Your three gods are just like our Heather, they are just one of the gods." Janus said, "Only the goddess of death is the evil god. She brings night and death to the world and is Heather's enemy. "
"I've never heard of it." Even thousands of years later, there was no mention of the goddess of death. "I'm not here to listen to your preaching, Janus, this seems to be my job. Why are you still here? Didn't you pass through the forest on the way?"
Janus dared not look at him. "I want to stay."
"Stay? Stay in Oregna?"
"After the peace agreement, Saint Valoran took away all the captured compatriots. I could have left Malandeno at that time." He said softly, "Return to the forest without streets and uninhabited forests. Not all forests are like this." It is my hometown, and the shimmering forest where I grew up has long become your field. The saint and the priest will place me in the Cangzhi Forest, which is the land of Heather's divine favor. It is vaster and deeper than my hometown. However, I used to make pilgrimages in my dreams at most. Yes, at least I returned to the center of my kindred... They are my kindred, but they don't know me."
Uriel could not say any words of comfort. The empire destroyed the forest and the homeland of the nature spirits. The Holly Agreement ended the war, but the losses suffered by both sides were still irreparable. "Gods have mercy," he said.
"That's it. Heather gives us eyes for suffering and beauty at the same time. Uriel, I saw landscapes other than green leaves and streams, palaces and churches, streets and docks, and city walls without a tree as high as Compare it to a city wall. You have created an architecture no less than a forest. It is a miracle of life, the fruit of an alternative art.”
His eyes seemed to become bright, clear, and full of life, and his expression was full of yearning. If the pain caused by the war can no longer be recovered, then finding the life he longed for in an enemy country seems to be a precious blessing.
Uriel patted him on the shoulder. "Don't take off your helmet, man. May your God bless you."
