The "Lion" returned to Sunset Grassland. This is undoubtedly bombshell news for most people who know the inside story in the mysterious field. The Oath Keepers Alliance is the first to bear the brunt and will pay the price for its intervention in the Lion-Men leadership dispute. It is foreseeable that this group of mysterious races will most likely accept the tower's invitation and become a part of the Order Front.
But this has nothing to do with me. In Croyta's conference hall, the first people to bear the brunt were those with inside information. The Witch of Destiny cast an accusing look, and Larsen had to pretend not to see it. Stop blaming me for being asked to keep secrets.
Osvid frowned: "Lion Man. Huh? Has he gone to find his old lover?"
"If you ask me, that woman is really a disaster." Aironi muttered, "Fortunately, our little Roma is not like her."
You're so happy, Larson thought. Our little Roma is much more extraordinary than her mother, it's just that you didn't become her mentor. He doubted that Roma had even been able to stay in the solitary cell for a full week.
"Maybe she went there too." Helen's attention was also diverted, "He didn't take her with him, right?"
"We won't let this happen." The tower saint categorically denied, "Don't worry about that girl. She is now a mysterious creature and will go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs sooner or later. We will have a look at it then."
"Rather than the apprentice, now we should discuss Knox's future." Bishop Notland agreed. "Now that the Oath Keepers have decided to join the alliance, there are only two left."
"Two?" "Silver Cross" snorted.
"Favtanner and the School of Silence." Bishop Lucia explained to herself, as if she didn't understand Osvid's hint. "To be honest, we are not sure of convincing the Mist Elf and the Second Truth. Especially the latter. I think the wizards are happy to see the upheaval in order."
Although Larsen still dared not say that he knew the wizards of the school, his greed, shamelessness and cunning now did not surprise him at all. The Red Prophecy only happened last month. Since the beginning of the war in Knight's Bay, the wizards of the Silent School have never played a friendly role. After the Lions left, Helen claimed she was attacked at Wavesound Keep.
At that time, they could not confirm whether the enemy was a vampire or a demon. Later, the commander told them that it was Lindpuna Bag who coveted the legacy left by the White Night Knight in his hometown. Although this person did not make it clear, as a wizard of the school, he actually contacted the devil for a mysterious item. Larsen never thought that someone else would take such a big risk. The loyalty of school wizards goes no further than this.
Not to mention the alchemy core of the "Black Heart". The Oath Keepers Alliance agreed to cooperate. I wonder what they will think of these bandits when they hear about the news of uniting all the Fulcrums of Order.
Suddenly, Larson remembered that Uriel had only recently left Antipodes City. Moniantoros. If I still remember clearly, it should be the headquarters of the Silence School. He hoped he remembered correctly. At least the kid came back intact...but why was he there? Is it the prophet's command? I have to ask clearly. Maybe I asked?
Not now, anyway.
"Maybe I can convince Sterling." The Tower Sage said, "He just left not long ago. Maybe I should visit him this time."
"Is it too risky?" Aironi said worriedly, "Wizards are very different from astrologers. We don't need to go there in person."
"Your Majesty the Prophet is not you." The Green Envoy pointed out sharply, "The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is not paper either."
"The alliance is initiated by us, and we must show sincerity first. Didn't the agent and Evan Jielin set an example for us?" Evan Jielin is the queen of the West Towers in the Twinkling Pool.
The agent of the Glorious Council sent Bishop Notland to Croy Tower, certainly not because he believed in the tower's "good reputation" in the diplomatic field. He may have been in contact with Her Majesty, Larsen decided.
"Has the Second Truth visited the Tower?" Helen asked.
"It's for the conclusion of the Red Prophecy." He explained to her. The Aether Abyss destroyed the vampire's position. Such powerful weapons require towers to assist in positioning them to prevent them from harming innocent people. Great astrologers were needed to operate the observatory, and Larson himself was involved. "The internal battles within the Silent School will not be brought to the attention of the Saint. We are still on the same page in the general direction of guarding order."
"Then only Faf Tanner is left." Bishop Notland spread his hands happily, "What's the attitude of the fog elves?"
"When order forms an alliance, no one likes to be left alone."
The Radiant Envoy nodded with satisfaction. "The ending is decided. That's it. Thanks to your tolerance and kindness, my mission has come to a successful end. All I have to do is wait for the good news."
Old Oswald looked left and right, and finally spread his hands in disbelief. "Good news?" His beard swayed slightly. "Alliance? When did we make a decision? Child's play! Getting involved in these bastard things will only cause trouble in the end."
"It's not that we want to cause trouble, Lord Sidney." Bishop Notland pointed out gently and gracefully, but "Silver Cross" only raised his eyelids and didn't care about his words.
"The fact is that the climax of the pressure on order is coming. Gavash will also come back." The saint said. His attitude was quite firm.
"Naturally. The corpses at Hell Outpost are very interested in Knox. But what I'm about to say about them..."
"I know exactly what you are going to say, Sidney." The Tower Prophet waved his hand, "But Gavash's problem is not that. There is definite news that the Sunken Plane has become a demon's lair."
There was an uneasy silence. Larsen saw Helen picking at the scabs on the wooden table with her fingernails. This didn't seem to be new news, he thought, and I'm afraid they were considering the purpose of mentioning it. Ordinary information will not attract the attention of the mysterious field.
Aeroni hesitated and spoke: "Since the White Prophecy, we have discovered that the secret society Starless Night is closely connected with the Necromancer of Gavash..."
"The King of the Dead Sea has changed. Now the undead lord of the Starless Night rules the Sunken Plane."
Garwash also has a leader. They are ruled by the King of the Dead Sea. Larson opened his notebook and searched for information about Hell Outpost. White's prophecy. Undead. Gavash. After Eds Haynes brought the news of the undead disaster that broke out in Yotsuye City, he prepared this type of bookmark. Who would have thought that I would still turn to this page? Although these records were true, they seemed like stories to him.
"Whose news?" Bai Zhishi said suddenly.
"Of course it's Nightingale." The prophet replied, "The demon lords claim that the Mysterious Fulcrum is their territory, but they are just Nightingales hiding in the Order camp. This is not a new trick. Since they are trying to spy in secret, we can also follow suit."
"But most of them are not from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?" Qing Zhizhi frowned, "We have not received any news."
"This is the sincerity of the agent." Bishop Asis Cronotland interjected. "Coming from the Queen of Light, Evangelion, there can be no mistakes." He confirmed Larsen's guess.
"So, Gavash has really changed its owner."
"Bad news." Eroni muttered, "Gavash's regime changed, and the King of the Dead Sea was actually overthrown by his subordinates. I think he must be completely dead now."
"Isn't it a good thing to have one less enemy?" Only Helen had a similar idea to Larson.
"It's hard to tell, young people."
In the Destiny Gathering, they are the only ones who are the new generation of Kongjing. The tower has a history of three thousand years. As one of the five legendary saints during the dragon disaster, the prophet has experienced thousands of years of ups and downs. The disaster of the undead is not the first trouble he has encountered. However, during Larson's more than one hundred years of life, the White Prophecy and the Undead were just silent narratives in historical documents and could not be called warnings.
"The White Prophecy ended in a hurry, and we are not the main force." The Qing Envoy said that he can be regarded as the new generation envoy. "Gavash has changed his master, which only shows that the new king is more dangerous than the old king."
The wind is gradually changing. The assembly finally faced the threat of the enemy. "I heard that the Black Knight attacked Anthoros not long ago."
"He has also been to Floating Cloud City."
"His shadow is also indispensable in the White Night War." Oswide said, "The observation deck is always one step slower. He probably has a way to avoid detection."
"Every demon lord has one. Otherwise they would have been burned at the stake!" Dean mocked.
"Anyway, it's unrealistic to catch him." Larson analyzed.
"Nightingale can't help?" Bai Zhizhi asked.
"It's difficult." Bishop Notland responded. "In the final analysis, Nightingale is not one of our people. Although he occasionally made discoveries, he was probably not able to grasp such important clues. In fact, he has obtained many Important clue, couldn’t ask for more.”
Osvid snorted. "Important clue? Just ask any necromancer from the Sunken Plane, he will definitely know about it."
"I'm afraid not. The Sunken Plane is an ally of the Demon Society. We should treat them as the same type of enemies." Larson had no choice but to lighten the atmosphere, "It's always been like this. It's no big deal."
"Allies and vassals are two different things." Bishop Notland pointed out, "The situation is serious, Your Excellencies. The demons will not satisfy the badlands of Hell Outpost, and they are about to launch an attack on the Land of Order."
"That's it. The secret society intends to make a last-ditch effort," asserted the Tower Sage. "One final struggle."
In any case, after all, the Destiny Gathering gathered the elites of the tower, and no one would still be unaware of its meaning even now. Larson seemed to smell smoke. He picked up the corner of the paper and quickly turned a page, rubbing the handwriting with his fingers, and then turned another page.
"What's going on? What are these demons doing?" Helen asked in confusion, "They just lost Lord Mercury and her dark wizard. If the association still has sense, it should make a temporary truce."
Osvid Sidney was also shocked. "Including Gavash, they don't have that ability."
"They have to fight! There is no place for demons in the Land of Order."
"There is no abode for the gods." Bishop Notland said, "Devils cannot be allowed to roam around."
"The reason is obvious. Helen. Gavash's return is imminent, and they cannot escape." The prophet said softly, "The demons have lost their king, and the secret society's lair cannot resist the pressure of order, which means that it is easy to find them." The gap in strength between the two sides is too great. The mysterious realm has the absolute upper hand. Finding the devil means extinction. "Silver Cross" Osvid said nothing.
Tower Prophet, Saint of the Dawn War, and "Dark Night Enlightenment" Demosis looked around. Everyone remained silent, both listening and thinking. People are waiting for a resolution.
So he spoke: "The alliance of the Mysterious Fulcrum is about to declare war on the Demonic Association. Since the Dawn War, the remnants of these evil dragons have been watching in secret, plotting to pollute the garden of order." The saint clenched his fists, and there was a chill in his voice. . "Now is the time, gentlemen, and the opportunity is before us! We will eradicate the scourge of Knox and defeat all our enemies. Soon the evil legacy of the Society will be brought to an end. This is what the Mysterious Alliance is all about."
"What's the proper meaning?" the commander asked.
"Yes. Regarding the alliance and declaration of war, Evan Jielin and I have reached an agreement."
The will of the two saints has irresistible power. Larsen looked at Notland subconsciously. The cardinal of the Glorious Council was not surprised and obviously understood the inside story. I am afraid that they are determined to provoke a second demon hunting campaign, and they have persuaded Flickering Pond in advance...
...and Croita. It was not Astrologer Tower's style to actively participate in war, but Larsen was not sure of the prophet's thoughts. The opportunity is rare, especially for those who participated in the War of Dawn. The Prophet of the Tower personally led the Alliance of Order to resist the evil dragon Wintherspoon and his legions of hell, until the "Victor" led the Knights of Silversong and the four Saints to a legendary victory. Now the Demon Society has replaced the Evil Dragon as the evil force threatening Knox. They were originally the remnants of the evil dragon. Maybe the association is not as powerful as Winserspon, but ultimately, the two actually come from the same source.
At the end of the day, I don't know his former enemy at all. Larson looked at the prophet's forehead and saw a glistening bead of sweat scratching the wrinkles.
"Otto gave you a revelation, my lord?" Oswide asked in a heavy, slow tone. "Is it a good sign to take the initiative?"
"If there is no bad omen, it is a good omen." the prophet said coldly, "I did not get a new prophetic dream. After all, we are mortals, Sidney, and it is impossible for everything to go according to God's will. You want to wait until the war starts before making plans? "
"It's too late," Oswald muttered, "but it's better not too early." He wrinkled his nose in displeasure.
"It depends on the situation." No one objected.
The meeting ended in a solemn atmosphere. The great astrologers all frowned, but the Ministry of Foreign Affairs did not find it troublesome. Larson watched the commander stamp many documents from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs on the table in the conference hall, and then slammed the door of the lounge, as if turning pages was more tiring than fighting. Dean Rubin pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, contemplating matters such as the debts of the Secretariat and pre-war mobilization. Aeroni left with Notrand, intending to dispose of the Glorious Council's gift.
Larsen and Helen went straight to the prophet.
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Uriel didn't expect: "San Carlos?"
"Family reasons." Xiao said, "The Affairs Department happens to be dispatching personnel. I would go there as well. Head of a branch in an island city! What a rare job. Many people dare not even think about it."
"But I...he was...oh. Whatever. I thought Gissing planned to go to the astronomy room." Uriel was quite surprised, "But the Affairs Department is not bad either."
"It's really good. Of course, it may be just like that to you. We all understand." Xiao turned his head and avoided the wooden handle that was thrown towards him. The missing Ministry of Foreign Affairs apprentice rushed across the training ground, and he quickly stepped back to let the other party pick up the weapon. "Is that Roma Penelope?"
"Who?" Uriel glanced at the stranger. Is it the same name?
"The apprentice of Lord Eye of Iron. I heard that she is going to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
"I know her. But Roma is in solitary confinement, so it's impossible... Oh!" Uriel turned around and saw a golden retriever of the little lion. What a hell. "Why is she here? Isn't anyone taking care of her?" Two inhuman creatures were walking beside her, one of them was still looking around. "Dalton! York! Damn Sita! I knew it was you."
The orange-faced man looked down. "I really stand out, don't I?" He walked over with a smile. "Are you hiding here and being lazy, Uriel?"
"Don't let Sauron hear this! I met a friend." The apprentice felt Xiao's shoulders tense up.
"Your astrologer friend? Oh, I see, Jisindua?"
"I'm Xiao." The astrologer pushed up his glasses. "After graduation, Gisindua went to San Carlos, and I stayed here to hang out."
"Thanks to that, otherwise we wouldn't be able to see you. Yorkshire." They shook hands in a friendly way. If Xiao was hesitant about York's orange palm, he didn't show it at all. “This guy is Dalton Nathanael.”
"Shadowfang. Dalton Shadowfang Nathanael." Zhuoer emphasized.
"You are a night elf, right? The underground races have the habit of using their hometown as their middle name. It is said that this is a custom passed down from before the Dawn War."
"I guess erudition is also part of the Tower tradition. It's nice to meet you."
Although Dalton and York were friendly, Uriel could imagine how Shaw was feeling. "It's too early, guys. You know what? I'm supposed to be the one introducing you to each other."
"You don't need to count me in," Roma yelled, "We all know each other. He is Old Beard's student."
Naturally, no one took her offense against Lord Osvid Sidney, the Silver Cross, seriously. Xiao smiled nervously. "We have all heard of you, Miss Penelope."
"Really?" She herself was very doubtful.
"The rumors are too incomplete compared to me. This is always inevitable. I just saw your... performance in the restaurant? Talk show? To be honest, it was really appetizing."
"Honestly? We didn't have any plans." Dalton glared at Sita fiercely.
"Really? I can't tell anyway." Xiao continued to push up his glasses, "You guys are looking for Uriel, right? Just in time, I also want to find my lunch."
"You let people starve and be lazy with you, Uriel!" Roma yelled, "I didn't even treat Sabina like this."
It’s really strange, how do Mr. Larsen’s apprentices get along with each other on daily basis? "I didn't ask for it."
"I understand. Are you asking about the salary of an astrologer because you want to change jobs? If the commander finds out, you will be in bad luck!"
Just spare me. Uriel really hoped that another sword hilt would fly from the opposite side, and if possible, it would be best to hit her on the head. I would never blame the other person for this. "Come on, Xiao. Maybe there is some white fruit fly hot cocoa left now." At his reminder, Xiao Rumeng granted amnesty and hurried away from these friendly weird guys. "What did you say in the restaurant?" Looking back, the apprentice asked angrily.
"I didn't do anything," York replied immediately.
"That's the problem," Dalton said sarcastically. "Then why did you bow at the table?"
"The atmosphere is just right. You can't blame me."
"a shame!"
Uriel understood very well. If I were a witness, I wouldn't want to be discovered and know you. "Okay, it's not a big deal. I'll explain it to him then."
"Explain?" Sita spread her hands, expressing that she couldn't understand. "Hasn't anyone mentioned it? The environment of the tower is one of the best, but the people inside are dull and boring."
"Astrologers are serious people. Not like you."
"Not like us," Roma corrected.
Uriel couldn't help but smile. "I've actually taken a course in astrology."
"Then he is your classmate?"
"He and Gisindua, and Wilhelmina. Just the three of them." It seemed like a long time ago. Uriel had almost forgotten the content of the astrology class. While staying in the floating cloud city of Brumnot, his life focused on training sessions. And Uriel hasn't returned to Bloomnot for a long time. "We've both graduated now. Gissing and his partner went to San Carlos to fill their gaps, and Shaw went into the Ministry of Education."
"So, I'm the only one who will accompany you to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." The little lion announced proudly.
"Thank you so much." Uriel stretched out his hand toward her head and knocked aside the flying wooden handle.
