The wizard Zorman put down the telescope and licked his lips. "There is indeed someone," he said uneasily. "My magic is not responding."
"Your witchcraft only spreads underground." Joey sneered. "You can't expect to use it to detect the enemy. Next time you deal with weeds in the garden, I will remember to ask you to look for the roots." He turned to the adjutant, "Bogart, your intuition is right." The scout knight nodded, and his expressionless face made Zoman's face look better. Joey didn't care about anyone's expression: "Go and pretend, don't scare him away."
"Is this necessary?" Tower messenger Du Yilin had a different opinion, "Just grab it."
"This is your fault, ma'am, he's a Primordial," Zorman said.
"I'm not denying it. So I can go catch this guy now?"
"Obviously, what I said doesn't count. How did you offend the association?"
"I'm just here to get rid of this garbage! They murdered the local lord."
"It's the job of the traveling knights to catch the murderer." Zoman pointed out, "Is the tower messenger starting to worry about the security of the city?"
"Aren't the Templar wizards starting to worry about other people's duties? I don't need to answer you."
Zoman angrily tried to fight back, but Joey stopped him. "Shut up." Even with the mask blocking his voice, the coldness in his voice was enough to intimidate people. "How are things going east, Orcus?"
"There are two people watching."
"Let these two idiots go over and argue. Maybe we can grab their attention."
"Are you serious, sir?"
It's hard to tell, Uriel thought. He stood in the shade of the corridor and couldn't see his instructor's eyes clearly. Every time he returned to the dreamland, he would appear in a corner where no one noticed.
Joey didn't answer. "Is that woman still in the auditorium?"
"Who?" Orcus didn't respond. Du Yilin is the same. She frowned, feeling offended.
"I want to ask Rego. He has been guarding the Blue Saint." The mentor's explanation was really unnecessary. It seemed that his inability to describe things had been reflected a thousand years ago. "Where are they?"
"It seems to be in the basement."
Joey turned around and left. Uriel immediately hid in the room and followed him after he passed through the corridor. Several mysterious creatures looked at each other under the balcony pillars. Messenger Du Yilin asked: "Why keep them?" Obviously she knew the consequences of alerting the enemy, but she didn't know why the Silver Song Knight was so cautious. No matter how many people are in the association or which enemies her actions will alert, it will be the same in front of them. "Excessive caution is a waste of time."
"Then why are you in such a hurry to take action?" Wizard Zoman asked. "The reason is obvious. He is not wary of those people." Miss Messenger showed a look of realization, but her brows furrowed even more tightly. Uriel didn't hear her last murmur.
You can actually see sunlight in the basement, which is undoubtedly a mysterious effect. As long as Uriel doesn't appear in front of Joey, the whole world can't find him. The apprentice touched the window through which the light came and found a witchcraft on the glass.
The future "Second Truth" is conversing with the Blue Saint Parsour. The latter rarely replies and most likely dislikes this topic. Joey reached over Rego to twist the handle, only to change his mind mid-step and knock on the door with his knuckle. It was so unexpected that Uriel didn't blink. He was not so polite even at the wedding of the legion commander and the eldest princess.
"We have guests." The instructor said, then opened the door.
"Needless to say?" Parsul stood up, "The door won't knock on itself." She glanced at the guest indifferently and walked aside.
The basement became a laboratory, with weird utensils everywhere. A brightly colored sand picture is located in the center of the table. Scattered light spots flash in the folds, burning like sparks. Uriel's eyes were immediately attracted to it. I've seen this thing before, but I can't remember what it is.
"Did you find anything?" Bernard seemed to know Joey's purpose.
"three people."
"Counting these." He pointed to the sand table, "There are twenty-one people in total. You said six times less."
"Just recently, three people."
"I really hope you can throw away those homemade grammars, Joey. Okay, I understand what you mean. These three people are just outside the door... Which three are they? These?" The wizard moved his finger and touched the three These spots of light float straight up, like the flames of a candle.
Uriel suddenly remembered the name of this thing. This is the Eye of Detection, a high-level magic that requires the use of instruments and can record the surface fluctuations of fire. Many detection stations use it as a regular magic that is turned on throughout the day, but due to the limitations of the instrument configuration, many mysterious creatures have ways to avoid it. Up to now, only the mortal kingdom is still using it to search for the mysterious people in the city.
However, in the ancient times, this thing seemed not yet popular, so most people did not take precautions. The three candle flames swayed silently, scattering light. This represents three mythical creatures. Just like what the scouts detected, there was one person not far from the main entrance, and two people at the side door to the east. They were hiding inside the building, barely showing their faces, and watching the manor motionlessly.
"That thing comes in handy, but the field of view is not enough." Bernard said, "I need more samples, so start with them... Why are you still looking here?"
"It's up to you." Joey replied, "They are the original source of the association. If you want to capture them alive, go and do it yourself. We can only bring back the corpses."
"Are they cursed?"
"No, it's your order."
Bernard was dissatisfied. "How many assassins can Silver Song Knight deal with? Even if it's not obvious, Chuyuan is still affected by the mystery."
"I know exactly what you mean by influence. Their advantage lies in non-professional magic."
"That's their value."
"Is this woman worthless?" Parsul frowned and glared at him, but Joey pretended not to see it.
"She does know a lot of things, but this knowledge needs to be tested. And you..." He suddenly stopped, "Forget it, there is no use wasting time with you. What about the woman?"
"who?"
"That damn tower messenger." Uriel listened to Bernard's harsh description and couldn't pretend that he didn't care. "Not our saintly lady. I really regret helping you cheat in the test in the temple. Maybe wait a few more years, and the archbishop can help you learn to be polite to others. Joey, find her quickly."
The instructor was in a stalemate with him for a few seconds, "Very well, I'll kill those three idiots." He turned around and left again, slamming the door behind him.
The apprentice didn't have time to follow. "Uriel?" the wizard asked. He paused and emerged from the shadows.
"I'm sorry, my lord." How did he find me?
"I know it's not your fault. Who asked him to come to me? But to be honest, besides being a stalker, you should have other things to do." Bernard stared at his every move, "This Is it your magic?"
The topic changed too quickly, but Uriel was glad that he didn't pursue it. "Yes, sir. But I am not a dark elemental user." He was worried that the other party would ask him to help capture Nightingale outside the manor. "That's all it can do."
The wizard seemed to have lost interest, "Very good. You can take our Lady Saint to the auditorium and let her know more about the three gods. This will be good for both of you."
The apprentice had no choice but to agree.
"Are you really a stalker?" Parsour asked. After leaving the underground laboratory, her tone became lighter.
"...Not at all. I follow the guidance of my faith."
"Then you shouldn't follow me."
"The three gods guide me to the lost. Madam, you meet their standards."
"Really? It's such an honor. I thought I was no different from a devil in their eyes. Maybe it's because there are no missionaries in Heather. My God is not a threat to you."
"Maybe so. Maybe in a thousand years, humans will also believe in Heather. After all, we already have three gods."
The Cang Saint suddenly stopped. "You are different from your peers."
"Everyone is unique." Uriel was still thinking about the nightingale outside the manor. Why did the Tower Messenger come to Mortus to kill members of the Order? Based on the words and deeds of Veronka and others, he could tell that before the Dragon Scourge, the Nameless Ones were not slandered as demons like they were in later generations, and were only notorious in Alanvor and Saint Valoran. Sure enough, it was because I was in the wrong team. Interestingly, his mentor has not yet discovered that he is the Nameless One, but has already begun to fulfill his duties as a demon hunter. "With all due respect, madam, you don't understand the three gods and monks at all."
"I am Parsur, not a lady." She still stubbornly believed that they meant two kinds of people. "A priest came here yesterday, but it's a pity that you weren't here. Maybe it's because he is different."
"Come here for fame?"
"It is said that your astrologer has caused a lot of trouble to the security of Mortus. She is considered a follower of the Three Gods, right?"
"Ms. Du Yilin is not an astrologer, she is the astrologer's messenger." If she is also considered a believer, in a sense, the apprentice is not lying. Uriel became slightly interested: "I guess it's not just a visit?"
"He came to ask for advice. A boy was sent to the church to exorcise evil spirits because he killed a neighbor's dog while playing and refused to admit his mistake." Uriel felt as if he had heard similar stories somewhere. "Under our laws, such an evil brat would be locked up."
"Our laws are not like this, but it's not like nothing. What is there that is worth asking?"
"The priest said that the boy had a set of heresies. He couldn't compete with the other party, so he had to come and bring in reinforcements." There was a bang, as if there was an explosion outside the window, and the noise was louder than closing the door. "He argued that the stone killed the dog, not him. The priest had to ask the astrologer...'s messenger for confirmation. I guess he couldn't tell. She didn't have time to deal with it, so she passed the blame to Zoman. But you should be the most important The perfect candidate.”
Uriel sensed that the magic power expanded and exploded, triggering the mystery. "Seeking confirmation? Does Shitou need a lawyer to defend himself?"
"The dog did not die in the yard and the boy insisted that it was not the neighbor's dog. So you have to go and ask the neighbor to prove that the body belongs to him, but unfortunately they have no proof. In my opinion, the criminal must be given The dog has to apologize. The priest said that the other party refused to do so, and there was nothing he could do about it..." As the auditorium was approaching, the glass in the corridor suddenly shattered. An unknown person's fire was extinguished in the induction, Joey killed him? Uriel climbed up to the window sill and saw the backyard lawn.
"...How do you solve the problem, Uriel? How does your god want you to guide such a person?"
"Beat him," the apprentice suggested, and jumped off the window sill.
