No wonder I didn't find it. Uriel opened his eyes wide in surprise. There was a connection between the Confessions and the Book of Oaths, which he had sensed while at Lady Mabel's cabin. But in Stix's study, this connection disappeared, and he thought it was because of the dream... The result was unexpected.
"A roll of animal skin paper with unknown symbols written on it." Bogart unfolded it, "Is this Alan Wo's Bible?"
"That's not the explanation." Because Uriel promised to help, Anais began to answer everything he knew. "It is an ancient sacred relic, which is why it is called the Bible. It is not owned by Alanwo. Legend has it that the secret of order is recorded on it."
"Let's test the legend." The knight swept away the debris.
The parchment rolls were easily spread out on the table, and every rune shone brightly. The texture seems to be painted with gold thread, full of magnificent mystery. Even if the viewer asserts that it comes from the gods, some may still believe it. It is a pity that in front of the gods, mysterious creatures are also mortals. Unraveling the secrets of order does not require power, but knowledge.
"What does it say?" Bogart asked.
"I don't know." Anais replied, "This is a text left by the gods. Only devout believers are qualified to learn it. This Bible does not belong to the Broken Moon."
The scout knight nodded. "The Broken Moon is your god, I've heard." His fingers traced the pattern on the edge. "Oregna believes in three gods, and the advantage is now reflected. We have a greater chance of matching. If that doesn't work, the Holy Lady of the Blue can also try."
"Don't bother her." Uriel said. Stay calm, he told himself. This is a dream from a thousand years ago. It’s no surprise that the Kingdom of Eastman is located at the southernmost tip of the land of Aranvor a thousand years ago. It's just a coincidence. By coincidence... "It is written in Gaia's divine script. I know these words."
Bogart raised an eyebrow. "I said, the probability of encountering it is very high. Uriel, what did it say?"
"Is it a poem?" Anais asked eagerly.
I also wish it was a poem. "No." Uriel replied, "What it says is: Watchers on the heavenly steps who bring about change and development, death and rebirth, severance and reciprocation. In the name of reincarnation, are you willing to repent from now on?" "
Every time a word is read, a section of the rune disappears. But there is no doubt that it is the Scroll of Oath.
"It doesn't sound like a secret of some order." Bogart frowned, "Confession? Watcher on the heavenly steps? What does it refer to?"
"I don't know," the apprentice said. "This is not a vow. No." He remembered another passage, and at that time he chose to agree. What would happen if I said yes? In the reality of thousands of years ago, it could not have been Uriel who found it. He was vaguely aware of the problem. "Are you going to say yes to it?"
"Who? This roll of paper?" The knight looked at him in surprise, "No. Of course not. Why would you swear to something from an unknown source?"
"Is this one of the rules of the Silver Song Knight?"
"Normal people would do this, Uriel. Who is your occult mentor? Didn't he teach you common sense?"
"I'm sure he taught me." Although it was too late. "Just asking. It seems no one wants to try it, and Sticks didn't agree." Joey was even less likely. None of them swore, Uriel thought, except me.
"Do you think he can't read divine texts?"
"Who knows? But it's easy to judge." Uriel stuffed the parchment roll on the table into the gap in the closet, leaving only half of it outside. The water fairy was caught off guard and screamed as if a piece of charcoal had been stuffed into the closet. But it works. Suddenly, new words appeared on the parchment, and this time even Uriel didn't recognize them.
Anais whispered. "There are words in the Bible again."
Uriel reached into his pocket. "What is it?"
"..." There was a strange silence, and the apprentice's scroll of oath heated up fiercely, almost scorching the leather. But he heard nothing. "It still wants me to swear," he added.
what happened? While Uriel was still wondering, Bogart had already taken out the parchment with great interest. "I'll try." He seemed to be reading something loudly, and the runes on the paper changed again. The apprentice opened his eyes wide, but saw only a blur. "One-sided description." Scout Knight commented.
Uriel couldn't hear or see clearly. It seemed that the dream could not restore the contents of the Scroll of Oath. What he saw before could only belong to Joey, one of the owners of this dream. But just like when changing classes in Frostleaf Castle, the apprentice couldn't figure out the meaning of the words.
Bogart quickly put away the parchment to prevent it from being lost again in the crowd of its kind. Uriel has too many mysteries to solve. The water fairies of Alanvor called the Book of Oaths the Bible, and Styx was ordered to go to a foreign country to steal it. He's looking for a poem...what poem? The only oath written in Gaia's divine script on the scroll of oaths is it a hymn to the goddess? This thing seems to be more than just a mysterious item. The water fairy should know the truth, but Aurora didn't show anything strange at all back then... The apprentice couldn't even be sure that it belonged to the same scroll as his own oath. After all, there were only three known confessions.
"Anais." The opportunity was too late, Uriel had to ask clearly. "You said that Gopher is a creature of the Bible. What do you mean?"
"Her mother died because of the Bible." Anais answered. "After getting the Bible, the Alanwo people tried to control it. They asked my people to try to prevent themselves from being harmed. Goffel's mother was one of them. We I don't even know what happened." She still stayed away from the parchment as much as possible. "Stix thought it was a poem, but he was mistaken. It was meant to be sworn to."
It turns out I'm not the first. "Goffel's mother swore to it." Uriel understood. "And she died?"
"That's it. Get away! You know that no new ones will be born after I die."
She's afraid of it. Bogart tucked the parchment close to his body. "As long as you don't agree, it will be fine." He promised.
It's okay to promise, unless you break your oath. They must have forced Gefill's mother to do this so they could observe the consequences. These Alanvor, like the Templar wizards, Uriel thought unhappily, regarded cruelty as normal.
However, he also had to admit that Joey might be the same at this time. The time of the ancestors was a cruel time. People worshiped honor and strength and despised life, let alone the life of other people. Even the forest race of Heather, the god of life, has abandoned its original creed, as evidenced by the exiled old saint.
The apprentice wanted to continue asking, but the sound of breaking glass stopped him. In Fire's field of vision, the surging magic flow set off strong winds and shook the leaves all over the ground. A flash of red light flew into the courtyard, and for a moment, black smoke rose in the flames, and explosions and heat waves rolled in.
"Primordial." Bogat shouted, "They are back!"
Uriel hurriedly drew his sword and waited for the next wave of attacks. There was a burning smell in the wind, and a spark burned the pile of furs in the house, quickly turning into a fire. "Go downstairs!" He also shouted loudly, "There are fires everywhere here." Seeing the flames spreading, he quickly opened the closet and released the water fairy Anais who kept kicking and beating her.
"Follow Bogart, or Joey will capture you." Uriel didn't know how useful the instruction was. Anais nodded in horror and chased the Silver Song Knight down the stairs. "Keep him away from the backyard." The apprentice shouted after her.
The flames burned brighter, and the edges glowed golden. This is the power of the Nameless One, far more powerful than Gunther or the bald detective Witek Shazo. Uriel has met quite a few unknown people and knows how to judge the other party's level of mystery. Stix's reinforcements were probably on the level of the Necromancers of Four Leaf City. He thought to himself that Newell was a high-level leader back then. It is said that the unknown person's high ring is much more powerful than that of ordinary people, but he has not encountered it yet.
The Word evokes
Frost spread across the floor and the air became cold and moist. Uriel put the iron sword back into its scabbard and replaced it with the golden sword woven by divine magic, otherwise the former would break under the low temperature in a short time. Joey is still not used to the incompatibility of steel and magic, but the White Envoy knows it all and passes on the experience to his apprentice.
The enemy appears.
There are five people in the team, with a clear division of labor. The archer was setting a red arrow on the string, and the swordsman climbed over the wall under the cover of flames. Uriel saw someone with a whip tattooed on her face. She raised her unarmored hands, and her cloak slid down her shoulders, whipping with her robes in the strong wind.
Magic caused mystery, and the sea of fire suddenly overturned under the pull of the air current. The red light covered half of the sky and was higher than the roof. The ground frozen by the cold suddenly erupted into a white mist, and the steam hissed. Uriel had no choice but to abandon the second floor and jump from the side balcony. The archer took aim immediately.
"Behind!" Bogart reminded from below. Invisible arrows are often more threatening.
The apprentice swung the rune sword behind him and cut off a spiked iron chain. The fiery red arrow flashed past, exploding and shattering on the magical barrier. Of course, it was impossible for him to fall freely without any defense. That was the behavior of a young man who had just held a sword, not a knight who had experienced many battles. Dreams and the future, psychic vision seems to be able to compress his entire life into a few months.
When he landed, the iron chain drooped like a snake with its head cut off, and the sea of fire surged in front of him. Uriel took a sharp breath, savoring the burn and heat, knowing that it would all be gone.
A pale wind blew across the courtyard.
"If I hadn't known you a long time ago, Uriel, I would have believed that even people like Joey would have brothers in the same discipline." Bogat waved away the mist and looked at the chilly Frost and Snow Garden in front of him. In the midst of the clouds and smoke, the walls and wells were revealed again, and the people running in the center came to life. Even the ash tree that was ignited by the fire and almost charred seemed to have gained a new life, although it could only be like this at best. "Do you have the same profession? He did stay in the church."
"No. To be honest, Mr. Bogart, the reasons are quite complicated... You can think so."
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