Time is up. Just as the thought passed, a bell sounded outside the window. In this endless night, people have to ring the bell to tell the time. Maybe they should ask me for help, my calculations are more accurate than clockwork.
There was a cold touch on the handle. Rego realized he had forgotten his gloves, but it was actually a few seconds too late. He groped and wrapped his fingers, not daring to let them touch steel in the cold night. He didn't have this habit before, but now he must practice harder. The armor styles of the Silver Song Knight and the Templar Knight are slightly different, but fortunately there is not much difference in performance. He moved his joints and felt a sense of restraint in every inch of his skin. Unable to add more cotton pads, Rego regretted the fact.
Alanwo is the country of the moon elves, but without this, he wouldn't be able to like it. The weather was cold and dry, and the sun and warmth came later and later. Even holding a sword with bare hands for ten minutes would risk peeling off a layer of skin. The frost moon in Aurenia is also very cold, but the snow is not too difficult. And Alainvor...Alainvor's snow is not like snow, but closer to a dagger. Every time he pulls back his visor, it feels like a razor is running out of control on his face.
An old acquaintance was waiting outside the door. "I changed my mount." Bogart pointed to the long-haired horse, "That's yours."
Rego climbed into the saddle silently, envious of the other man's beard. I still remember that when he first arrived in Mortus, he secretly made fun of Bogart. I never thought I would regret it one day.
Although he couldn't adapt for a while, Rego also knew that the situation was different. At the beginning, he was entrusted by His Highness the Prince to investigate Bernard Sterling and his bottles and jars, but in the end, he became the sinner who let the Saint of Blue go. This was not his intention. At present, Captain Joey is missing, Orcus is assassinated by Nightingale, and Bogart becomes his commander - this is because the captain reduced his guilt.
"Do what you want, Rhaegal." His Highness the Prince told him, "I have no reason to ask you to sacrifice more. Remember, Orcus's death is not your responsibility. He paid his life for the Empire. We will never I won’t forget it. You will also have this day in the future.”
I will have this day too. Rego thought that the deadline might be near. After the report, he was detained by the judicial authority and sent to the church to avoid being held accountable by the cabinet. Of course Rego wouldn't complain about it, he should have been hanged. Soon, however, the wizards drove him out of the cathedral and returned to the desolate border town. He walked this road three times, and now he even remembers the location of every inn. Who else could have experienced something like me?
When we arrived in Mortus, the city seemed unchanged. As long as I don't ask who will be the lord. He always felt that it couldn't be that bastard Jayne Hesser. After all, Mortus is just a barren border town, and no one has the right to interfere with the Silversong Knight's whereabouts. Rego even wanted to know how the people in the mission would react when they saw him again.
However, he didn't expect that he wouldn't even have a chance to get the answer.
"Lord Sterling is rushing back to the imperial capital." Bogart said, "It is said that it is an order from His Majesty the Emperor. A monk who is proficient in ladder magic will come to pick him up. There is no need for the Silver Song Knight to escort him. As for you and me, unfortunately we You must stay." There were also monks responsible for receiving them.
"Until the Blue Saint is retrieved?" He speculated on the wizard's plan.
"No. Let's go find Joey. He is a member of the Silver Song Knights and can't just disappear."
Maybe he's dead. Rego gritted his teeth and did not say the words. We will all have that day...but the dead should not bring the living to death. This isn't fair.
No one cares about what Rego thinks. At the moment, he is still here to atone for his mistakes. So not long after the wizard left, they sneaked into Kamaria.
Bogart noticed his absence and warned: "Watch the ditch."
Rego quickly grabbed the reins, but it was too late. Fortunately, the local long-haired horses were familiar with the terrain, and their rough, flexible hooves easily crossed obstacles without slipping on the ice.
"It's incredible that a free rider can't control a horse, but in Alainvo, it's not surprising that walking is not as smooth as a mount." He joked.
"This damn place is full of ice," Rego complained. "You can walk faster by lying on the ground."
The companion snorted. "I don't want to try."
"Why don't you think so Joey?"
"He is an elementalist, and he happens to be the elemental of Frost Moon. He will be at home here."
Could it be that he climbed faster? "Indeed, Alanwo is a mysterious environment suitable for him to perform, but just for this reason, we rushed to Kamaria like fools?"
Bogart turned into the alley. "If you want to know the reason, you have to ask the Templar wizard. Go into the tower and summon the empire's astrologers back to the headquarters. It's more difficult to get information than before. We have no choice but to use witchcraft instead." After Rego followed, he manipulated The mount slowed down. "You just came back from Marandeno. Did you hear any inside information?"
"I've been copying books in my room."
"How old is this leisure activity? It seems that every unlucky guy who can't remember the rules has this experience. Tell me, Rego, have you gained any insights from it?"
"I memorized that damn scripture from beginning to end." Thinking of this incident, Rego wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"It's amazing." Bogart muttered, "I copied it so many times, but I still can't do it. The oath of the Silver Song Knight was easier. This is the only rule I have remembered in my life. Do you know God Gaia? arts?"
"My family believes in Gaia alone. Before each member reaches adulthood, the tutor will teach both divine literature and Elvish language."
"Oh, elite education, right?"
Rego didn't want to discuss this with Bogart. The other party came from a humble background and was almost no different from a commoner. Talking about education with such a nouveau riche who rose to the top in one fell swoop gave him no sense of achievement at all. Only guys with unknown origins like Joey would befriend him. There are at least dozens of companies in the Silver Song Knights, and it is impossible for everyone to know each other, let alone the differences in levels. "Look, we're almost to the east of the city."
They had seen the exit to the alley. "Besides snow or just garbage frozen in the ground, there is no sign of Joey." Another day of meaningless searching. "We should do it differently."
"I know what you mean, Rhaego." But he didn't accept it. "But Kamaria is not Mortus and cannot act at will. I'm sure someone is looking for us."
"Looking for two freedom knights?" He felt the armor tightening all over his body. Now I have to dress like this. The cold wind penetrated into the cracks and froze the bones, and the cloak couldn't withstand the cold at all. What's more, there is no honorary badge of the Silver Song Knight, his family emblem, or even the emblem of the Templar Knights on it. The cloak belonged to some down-and-out mercenary, and they had stripped it from the corpse. Wearing it feels like falling into a slimy swamp. Rhaego was bored. "Are you going to hire us to go out of the city to collect firewood?"
"Then I'll go, and you have to stay with me. Don't forget, we didn't come here through formal means. The secret agent and Nightingale will also take the same road. The progress is slow now, but it's safe enough."
"But I haven't said it yet...?"
Bogart's horse walked out of the alley, as leisurely as if it had just found a piece of green grass. The street was shrouded in hazy firelight, and there were more shadows underfoot than pedestrians. Rego frowned and followed, trying to convince the other party: "It won't cost anything to listen to my advice."
"I can guess it. It's related to the Chuyuan Society."
"They are not enemies of the empire, right? Alanwo is cleaning up these unruly mysterious organizations." Being in a foreign country, even the Silver Song Knight has to rely on the strength of the locals. "The key thing is that Joey also disappeared due to the Twilight Veil attack."
"He fought off the enemy," Bogart told him. It was as if Rego didn't know. "The mysterious traces left behind can prove it. Don't Uriel think so too? He is tracking the escaped Blue Saint."
"I hope he catches up. Isn't there a flow of information between the associations?"
"Contact the Origin Organization..."
"...No more dangerous than us wandering the streets. They are locals after all, bah, moon elves. In a foreign city, humans are not welcome."
"Really?" Bogart pointed to the right, "Are those people the exception?"
Rego turned his head. A wave of dark blue cloak surged across the street. In the snow-white city, these people's clothes were as bright as stains, and even the nobles did not dare to imitate them. But they were calm and composed, huddled together, not caring about the elves' scrutinizing eyes. He thought their clothing looked familiar to him, but he couldn't confirm it. "Who are those? Astrologers of Alanvor?"
"Tide Priests. It is said that their ancestors came from the west and are the only human race that can intermarry with moon elves. This is rightly attributed to the gods that the two worship together."
Rego couldn't help but said: "You said before that Joey could do better in Alanwo. Didn't you mean this?"
Bogart gave him an accusing look.
"In short, these half-human priests are equivalent to the monks of the empire. If you are an Alanwo, then when your soul burns out, they will pray for you and let you reach the true kingdom of God."
Kamaria is known as the "Pearl of the Gods". Rego knew that the bricks and stones under his feet were all mysterious, but he did not intend to blindly believe in the rumors. "What other gods could the elves have?"
"Not Heather. There is only the Broken Moon here. The Broken Moon in the sky is His kingdom and Himself."
"A god similar to the sun goddess? Lucia is not like that. She is the light of justice, perfect." Even if the moon is full, its body is covered with countless cracks. It's an ominous sign at first glance. "What do the monks of Broken Moon rely on to preach? The light in the long night? The cycle of waxing and waning?" Rego asked with interest, "What can these images explain?"
“Local people believe that the changing moon shape symbolizes the reincarnation of the soul.” Bogart must have done his homework. "And the gods' reward for the piety of mortals is to go to the kingdom of gods, obtain eternal life, and avoid the suffering of reincarnation."
If I were born in a place where there is no sun all year round, I would also pray to die. "It's an interpretation that is really in line with public opinion. Does anyone really believe it?"
"Belief and piety are two different things. You only have to look at the collection box to find out."
"I noticed other things." Rego suspected that he was dazzled. "Over there, Bogart. Look. It's really a strange thing. Will the Mercury Temple send their missionaries to Alanvor?"
A young figure appeared behind the surging blue cloak. He had a long sword on his waist and a familiar parchment roll in his hand, and was looking around with dark brown eyes. Compared to the Tide Priest, his attire was no different from that of the locals, and there were as many shadows under his feet as pedestrians. There was nothing worthy of attention at all. However, somehow, Rego's eyes were unconsciously attracted to him. I recognized him, but why did I notice him?
Rego couldn't help but said: "It's the support of the Holy Church——"
"Joy!" Bogart whispered, turning the horse's head sharply. "Follow him quickly. Rego?" Before he finished speaking, he had left his companions behind and was speeding down the street.
Rego subconsciously over-identified and saw the target of their trip ducking into the wall of the house with a woman wearing a thick fur coat.
Such a coincidence. What a joke from the three gods. The hesitation only existed for a moment, and he immediately gave up exploring the missionary and his unknown attraction, and instead pursued Bogart... and the suspicious woman. Who else could she be? Soon I will be able to return to Marandeno.
…
"There is movement behind" Sauron reminded.
Uriel noticed it, but he couldn't see anything. A team of mysterious creatures in strange clothes blocked his eyes. This was a thousand years ago, when Kamaria was still a strange country. It might not be wise to trespass into their formation.
"Help me, Sauron," he begged. "Hide me."
The ring enveloped the apprentice with magic, and he disappeared where he stood. On the side of the street lamp, the protruding wooden sign suddenly shook, and bursts of dust fell. Then there was a soft sound of tiles, and a warm cat in the room turned to look out the window, its ears flattened in displeasure, and hissing in its throat.
The source of the anomaly across the street disappeared, and everything returned to order. "One step too late" Ring wrote regretfully.
Uriel jumped from the balcony to the wall. Although the road was narrow, it was smooth. He quickly climbed up to the roof and passed by the round window of the attic. This time, he finally discovered two fast-moving targets. "Look in the alley, they look like they are chasing something."
"Probably to catch a thief"
Uriel touched the parchment. "But the Bible is sensitive. Thief?" Gefi'er once stole the scroll of oaths from a thousand years ago out of Alanwo.
"If you ask me, even if he's not a thief, you shouldn't chase him directly. The Black Knight has the Bible, and you are seeking your own death.』
"They are living people, I can tell them apart."
"The same goes for dead people before they die. Dreams do not care about the owner's state of existence, and most of the undead remember their own past events. He...are you retreating? Wait, you want to jump over? 』
"In case you haven't noticed, I'm not very good at flying." Uriel accelerated across the roof and narrowly jumped between the railings on the opposite street, making a loud noise. The ring tightened suddenly, almost severing his finger. The apprentice didn't make a sound when he fell into the wood, but now he couldn't help but let out a hissing breath. "Ouch!"
"My arm is a little bruised. Unfortunately, you are hopeless." Ring was furious, "Tell me the truth, Uriel, why have you become like that brat Roma now? 』
"That's too much to say. I know them, Sauron. Both of them are Knights of Silver Song."
"The Black Knight was still a Knight of the Cross during his lifetime. Seeing you, I believe he will wake up immediately in his dream. Your trap will be useless"
"You don't understand." Uriel knew the inside story and knew that the Silver Song Knight must have come for Joey and Parsuer. "They also recognize me." He explained to the ring as he climbed over the wall. "Rego, Bogat, and Orcus, I returned to Mortus with them. In this world, everyone regards me as a monk of the Quicksilver Temple, so even if I encounter enemies, Dreams Will cover for me.”
"It's safer to avoid contact than to take cover." Why do you have to follow them?"
"I bet they are looking for the White Envoy...I mean, looking for him when he was the Silver Song Knight. I have seen him many times in my dreams."
"It sounds like this is really happening...?" 』
Sauron was full of doubts and couldn't figure out the situation. He could only passively digest the information he provided, and had no time to interfere with the apprentice. Uriel quickly waded through the snowdrift in the corner and approached the target. But during the trek, he suddenly realized that Mr. Ring's worries were not unreasonable. Now that Joey is the Knight of Silver Song, who will be the Black Knight? No one knows the era when the Undead Lord was alive... In the final analysis, the source of the dream is the memory of the Bible holder. If Joey is trapped in someone else's dream, who does the dream that traps him belong to? The answer is not hard to tell.
He grabbed the edge of the wall and climbed right over it.
"Have you found him, Sauron?" The apprentice kept his distance to avoid being discovered by the Silver Song Knight. Bogart is far more proficient in reconnaissance than he is, and contacting them at this moment is likely to cause both parties to lose their targets at the same time.
"The laws of dreams are different from reality. You'd better not count on me too much."
"But my magic works as usual."
"Some of it is. "I don't have fire, Uriel, and the way I use magic and induce mysteries is different from yours." The ring simply explained, "You can't use your prophecy ability either?" The reasons are similar. The world of memory has no destiny"
It was discovered. Fortunately, Uriel thought, it was only a trivial clue. The real world will not actively cover up his actions, but lies will. The Black Knight threatened to expose the cover-up, which would cause the apprentice to panic. Is there a way to make me feel as comfortable in reality as in a dream? He suddenly became upset.
The Silver Song Knights began to move. Bogart was slightly ahead, and Rego was behind. They were not as cautious as Uriel, and their mounts chased him so fast that they almost skidded in the snow. Fortunately, the streets are winding and the apprentice can move forward in a straight line. After passing two more streets, he noticed that the knights were actually speeding around a city garden. Behind the wall, the green waves are rippling, and the green leaves are thick with frost, just like an emerald inlaid in the holy white crown.
This looks like where Parsur would be, Uriel confirmed. But as he got closer, he wasn't so sure. A strange connection came from the tower, and the apprentice's fire jumped for joy. For a moment, it was difficult for him to distinguish between the nameless person and the attraction of the Bible. It is said that Alanwo is the gathering place of the Origin Society. It seems that the rumors are not groundless.
On the other side, the Silver Song Knights have caught up with their target.
