When the wood burns, there is a fragrance. Maybe it has something to do with what's stored inside it. Uriel stuffed the torch into his opponent's shirt and sent him screaming to the ground.
The smell of barbecue filled the air. The apprentice had to hold his breath and turn his head. At this time, the enemy's hair had all burned up, and the red light was jumping on the stone wall, which was strange and ferocious. Finally, the body rolled down the stairs with a fatal wound to its chest.
The landing point it chose was not an open space. Lemons stepped sideways to avoid the falling weight.
"Keep a close eye on it!" The paladin captain waved his hand in disgust and extinguished the flames on the corpse.
"Someone is coming again." Outside the door, "Black Bear" Barabu reminded loudly.
"Wizard or devil?"
"It's too far, I can't see clearly." This person has just changed his job, and the increase in physical fitness of magic power is limited.
Uriel climbed up to the lookout. The telescope of the Black City Detection Station has been damaged for many years, and the copper shell is completely rusted. He blew in, and the water mist condensed into the lenses, which fit tightly and stuck into the grooves.
The ice crystals reflected the enemy's mixed armor and disorganized formations. "Local mercenaries." He judged, "They are spies of the school."
Lemmons' face fell. "Is the gang attacking the caravan?"
"As long as they can find someone," Uriel replied, "Tekapo hid the goods and sent Nimue to find Patience."
"What will happen to the ceremony if Patience fails to join the frost giant?"
"There is no way! The reinforcements from the Silent School have arrived, I can only deal with them first."
Lemons snorted. "Deal with it? You were chased by them and fled."
"That's all thanks to you, Your Excellency. Otherwise, I would have left the city early in the morning and stayed away from this place of right and wrong."
"Think carefully, Uriel, you are the one who caused all the trouble, right?"
Baraboo couldn't help it. He fought off a short mercenary and stuck his head through the door. "You two." He stopped the arrow as he pulled out the arrow stuck in the gap in the armor, "Okay, let's take care of the most important things first, okay? If you have to find the source, then I have to say it is my responsibility. .”
"You?" The Holy Knight looked away. Don't even start, Uriel.
"No one else." He sighed. "Without me meddling in other people's business, you wouldn't have met at all. Without me going to the church to ask for help, I'm afraid you would have gone your separate ways and become irrelevant to each other. Isn't that right? So if you want to get angry, please come to me. Don't be polite! But now we ...Oh!" Before he could finish his words, an arrow hit his head.
Barabu hurriedly avoided. "You're so welcome!"
The arrow nailed into the door panel and made a "duh" sound. The "Black Bear" knight's reaction was timely, and the archer could not hurt him at all. But when evading, the person completely forgot that he had put on a helmet, and the action was unnecessary.
He was thrown off balance by leaning back so far that his torso was exposed. Another arrow flew, this time hitting the side of the waist accurately. The "Black Bear" shook and fell completely into the brick wall.
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Uriel poked his head out, and the divine chain extended all the way, wrapping around Barabu's shoulders. The window banged on the side wall. He lifted up hard, and the wounded man rose up to the second-floor balcony like a sausage on a hook. Seeing this, the mercenaries in the distance began to shoot arrows above their heads.
"Damn it," Lemons cursed. Our Lord Paladin speaks dirty words, which is a rare situation in the world.
Not to mention the sound of chanting scriptures afterward. Praise the Mother of the Sun, praise the radiant maiden, praise the goddess of justice. If he hadn't understood the Gospel of Lucia, the apprentice might have thought that these were three gods.
"...For the immortal Lucia. For Lucienna, the Ultimate Darkness." Lemons finished the last paragraph. "What you say becomes action. What you say becomes reality."
But it is no exaggeration to say that Uriel has never seen such a fast speaking speed, and he can read an entire hymn in an instant. If the spells of the school wizards can do the same, I should consider escaping back to the City of Floating Clouds.
The magic comes. The golden barrier bounced off the arrows. Uriel pulled hard, grabbed the armor of the wounded man's right leg, and lifted him into the window with one hand. Two magical flashes flew up to the glass and crashed into fireworks in the sky in front of Gaia's divine text, but the window was intact. There is certainly a reason why such a fragile thing has survived on the battlefield until now.
Lemons suddenly drew his sword. Durandal drew a trajectory, and a substantial magical glow flew out of the sword blade, flew through the air, and cut off the wall with a click. Immediately afterwards, the sound of shattering came from the earth fortress, the spear array, the armor shield... and the flesh and blood bodies huddled inside.
The opponent uses all means to resist. The elementalist drove the waves of earth to hit the sky, and the air suddenly condensed. The infantry raised their shields to defend. But the wind pressure pushed forward screamingly, covering a distance of nearly forty yards in an instant.
When it penetrates the barrier, it seems to have no more difficulty than cutting through paper. Seeing this scene, the mercenaries in the distance ran away with their heads in their hands.
They were unable to escape because the ground suddenly became soft. The sword cut through the grass stems like a sickle, neatly removing all obstacles in front of the building.
"Swamp!" At the cost of their lives, a warning was passed among the enemies. "There is an elementalist on the other side. Use fog!" A gray mist spread quickly, swallowing the elements. The remaining adventurers plunged into the fog and fled in all directions.
But then it's time for them to worry about Windrunner. The golden divine inscriptions constructed a moon-shaped bow arm. Uriel had taken out the arrow that hit Barabu and held it between his fingers.
Dark shadows shot into the mist. "Storm" fell into the crowd, like a cloud of gray birds piercing the lake surface, splashing blood-red ripples.
The people in the open space in the distance were the first to be hit by arrows and let out dying wails. Those closest to the building died faster. They had walls as cover, and the wounds on their bodies were very smooth. Maybe this was lucky.
There were many arrows shot by nightingales on the floor nails, so Uriel cocked the arrow and took aim again...
…until the streets were completely silent. The mercenaries were driven back.
Baraboo took off his helmet and searched for a wound on his belly in shock. Paladin Commander Lemons climbed the stairs. Uriel lowered his arm, and the longbow disintegrated into a string of golden runes, then reorganized into a one-handed sword. He punched a broken beam that penetrated the building, sending it crashing into the dirt with the entire wall.
The field of view is wide enough to see the edge of the city. The apprentice had an indescribable feeling, as if he had experienced this scene in a dream. The manor of Mortus...
"It's okay." Lemons had checked Barabu's condition and confirmed that the injury was healed. The Black Bear Knight blinked in confusion, surprised that he couldn't find any wounds. I'm afraid it takes less time for the potion to take effect than to restore consciousness. "My level of magic is pretty good. Get up. What is your profession?"
"Me?" Black Bear was stunned.
"No. I'm not asking you." The paladin captain's eyes fell on the Sword of Oath. "If this is difficult to answer, Uriel, just think of me as..."
"Proverbs." It's not difficult. He suspected that the Radiant Council had already known his information. "Knight of Proverbs. I'm afraid you don't have me as a companion in your Radiant Council."
Although they are both clerical systems, the servers of Gaia and Lucia are completely different. Baraboo targets the Holy Knights and can only change his job to "Glory". The Glorious Council insists that this mysterious profession originated from the Silver Song Knights of the ancestors, but the apprentice knows that during the Aurenia Empire, the Judgment Agency and the Silver Song Knights were completely two institutions. The former was actually established earlier, and maybe later. The system is still derived from the priesthood of Lucia.
"Not orthodox?"
In fact, only seven fulcrums are orthodox, and other professions are classified as heretical. But the Cross Knights undoubtedly have their own heritage. The Church of Gaia was originally part of the Silent School and will not be mentioned separately.
Since our departure from Antholos, the intimate relationship between the two, me in you and you in me, has changed greatly. The Church of Gaia established itself.
Uriel narrowed his eyes, feeling that Lemons was mocking him. "The orthodoxy of the tower. You mean the astrologer? No. Your Excellency. I am better at the divine arts."
The man glanced at him. "Magic?"
"That's right." Uriel replied. He saw the Holy Knight Captain putting away Durandal and reciting divine inscriptions.
Large swaths of golden flames fell from the sky, covering the streets with precision. When the light dims, the bodies, bloodstains and even equipment disappear. The front door of the detection station was clean, as if there had been no fighting at all. The streets were nothing but pits created by Uriel's magic.
There was silence. What does he mean? I really can't do this, but... maybe he just wants to prove that I am stubborn. The apprentice simply admitted: "Well, I'm better at 'relatively' to astrology."
"Do you think I'm comparing?" Lemons frowned and looked at him, "This is a demonstration, boy. Divine magic is different from ordinary mysteries. It is a manifestation of the will of the gods. You can use it to protect your companions, treat illnesses, and eliminate disasters. But it must be used with caution - especially if you are also using Gaia's magic."
Uriel was not in the mood to listen to him. "I used divine magic to protect myself. Am I not cautious enough? You should tell Barabu this. After all, divine magic is much more reliable than his shield technique."
"These are two different things. Anyone who can hurt him is your enemy, Uriel. There is no reason for the locals to go against the Gaia Church."
The apprentice sighed. This is why he went to the church to save people. If we hadn't captured the anti-horn city of Antuolos, the "Black Bear" knight shouldn't have been rejected when he asked the local church for help. He even feared for his life because of it. "Gaia is different from Lucia."
"But the gods have the same requirements for you and me." Lemons told him, "People will always make mistakes. Mistakes made with divine magic will shake the caster's faith until he is eventually abandoned by the gods."
"So, when mortals use the weapons of gods, they can only make correct judgments?" Barabu asked curiously.
"exactly."
Uriel had a different view: "How can we forgive mistakes without using magic?"
"In most cases, mistakes can be made up for. But if you use magic to take someone's life... obviously, once you make a mistake, you will regret it."
"Really? I don't think you regret it." Uriel retorted. He was thinking of his journey to the holy city of Zangwill.
It's hard to admit that it was a pleasant ride. Putting aside the agent and his prophetic mission, this self-proclaimed devout paladin commander left the deepest impression on his apprentices. He is undoubtedly the epitome of caution, strictly following every order of the Glorious Council. He restrains himself, distinguishes between public and private affairs, and restrains his actions. He seems to leave room for everything.
There are traces of this person's style. Uriel had a conflict with the Holy Knights at the ruins of the Moon Capital. At that time, he was still a newbie who didn't know anything, so he rushed in based on his passion, and ended up plunging into the ruins of Kamaria. The Paladins then arrived.
Of course, he now knows that the meeting between the two parties was not a coincidence. The arrival of the Broken Moon God not only attracted the attention of the Glorious Council, but to be honest, he caused a shock in the mysterious realm. Faf Tanner's envoys still remain in Eastman... but the Paladins are much closer.
But Lucia's purpose remains a mystery. Through the mouth of the agent, mortals learned that he was looking for "Train No. 1" made by the dwarves. Uriel was very concerned about the reason, but in the end he ignored it as the situation changed.
Not to mention the Holy Knights. Driven by blind faith, the justice they displayed was so arrogant that even if the Ice Territory suffered another disaster, the Paladins would not hesitate. They were undoubtedly resented and ostracized by the Veniwaise people. However, despite this, no matter what the situation was, Lemons always showed mercy, and the Paladin did not make things difficult for the locals. This may indicate that there is still kindness left in his heart.
However, a trip to the Holy City changed everything.
Alexia's frame-up was just the trigger. She shouldn't have led me into the dungeon and witnessed the tragic situation of the Nameless One after he was captured by the Order. Of course, maybe she didn't think it was anything at all...but Uriel couldn't pretend that he had nothing to do with it. He truly understood Lucia's cruel side.
And this cruelty is justified. Thinking about it carefully, it was from that time that I really felt guilty for my inaction... But Uriel suspected that as long as the mysterious realm still regarded the Nameless One as its mortal enemy, this condemnation of conscience was destined to be secret.
The Council of Divine Radiance is not a caring institution. Lucia demanded that criminals be punished, rebellions be eradicated, and party members be united against dissidents. He cannot understand people's difficulties. His justice is high, an honor that mortals believe in but cannot touch.
Under the light, Lemmons Theodore's mere kindness was nothing. After all, this mercy did not lift his butcher knife. Whenever Uriel felt sympathy for him, he would think of the phantoms of those mortals, howling in the fire because of their inherent sin.
Who says that's not one of the functions of divine magic?
"What do you mean?" The Holy Knight frowned.
"The Nightingale retreated." Uriel was not his friend and did not need to answer every question he asked. The apprentice turned to talk about the matter at hand: "But this cannot continue. I must get rid of them, otherwise there will be no peace day and night."
"Go back to where you belong, and you won't have to worry at all."
Naturally, after returning to the tower, the Radiant Council does not need to worry about intelligence leaks. The astrologer's prediction could reveal all the secrets, not to mention that the two sides have now established an alliance and friendship...
"Unfortunately, the right time has passed long ago, Your Excellency. Even if I go back immediately, you will not be able to leave. The secret society will undoubtedly continue to obstruct it until the ceremony fails."
The paladin captain held the hilt of the sword: "You said that Bible will..."
"Looking at the bright side, the association is too busy taking care of themselves that they may not have time to pay attention to me. Maybe they are also avoiding the tracking of the Silent School. The lost scriptures of the Gaia Church have not been recovered, right?"
But Uriel didn't dare to hold on to luck for too long. "But recently in the mysterious field, there are reports of secret societies everywhere. They are suddenly not 'secret' anymore."
"Demons will also be afraid when death is imminent." Lemons snorted.
"You are really not worried at all. The war against the Association is far more brutal than the Gulf conflict. There is no doubt that countless mortals will die for a war that does not belong to them."
"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Isn't the same with the reform of the Gaia Church?"
"No," Uriel emphasized harshly, "See, the Antrosians don't react like the Venetians, right? So the two are completely different."
Lemons didn't answer.
Uriel didn't mock anymore. In the final analysis, the results of the Battle of Anthoros are based on the turbulent situation in the mysterious realm. When the Silent School makes room, the church's reform will undoubtedly be greatly frustrated. Naturally, now he can claim to anyone that the Church of Gaia has been cleansed... Even so, as for whether he is convinced of this in his heart, the apprentice does not dare to explore.
But if even he says that, people lose confidence. Maybe blind faith is sometimes a good thing. The Proverbs Knight's lies are not easily exposed.
Uriel suddenly discovered that he and Lemmons may not be dissimilar. Maybe this is the ideological basis for our cooperation...
I wonder if the other party thinks so too. "The tower nation of Hokolin has been attacked by a secret society." Lemons said. "What do you think about this, Lord Messenger?"
"Hoklin?"
"Sky Island Hokolin. High Tower Country."
In Brestatik, Uriel had no sources. to be honest? In fact, he had never heard of this name at all. "Hoklin. What happened here?"
Fortunately Lemons didn't notice. "Gavash attacked Sky Island," he explained. "The undead even targeted the Great Astrologer. Nightingale took action on the day the Witch of Destiny arrived at Hokolin, causing her traces to disappear in the hotel. Don't you know?"
"No. Gods above me. What happened? The witch is missing?" Uriel jumped up. The news came suddenly, and he couldn't wait to go back to Floating Cloud City immediately.
"As I said."
He didn't want such a perfunctory answer.
"No one has claimed responsibility for the attack so far." Barabu added, "The whereabouts of the Witch of Destiny are unknown, but people say she is safe and sound." He shrugged. "This should be inside information from the tower, who else could it be?"
Uriel was a little relieved. If you think about it carefully, if Helen is in danger, neither the Prophet nor Larson can sit idly by, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the White Envoy will also receive orders. It seemed that the enemy only had a short-term upper hand by taking the initiative. "Then what? No one found her? Who attacked her?"
"The local garrison was unscathed, and the detection station quickly resumed operation. It is only a matter of time before the person is found." Lemons replied, "As for the murderer, it must be a secret society. It is obvious that they are the beneficiaries. .”
Uriel said nothing. He felt so empty in his heart that he couldn't describe what he felt. There is a part of reason that warns against this spiritual betrayal, but there is still a part of emotion that continues to produce relief out of compassion despite guilt and worry. He instinctively avoids making choices.
"The secret society is attacking the tower country." Baraboo coughed, breaking the silence. "This is nothing new. There have been demons everywhere in Knox lately."
"But to deal with the tower, the demon association will not be as easy as attacking the caravan." The paladin captain pointed out gloomily, "They have to pay the price. I can't see how long it will take before the prophet will organize a counterattack. His strategy will be based on diplomacy. Department will implement it.”
"Order will not stand idly by?" Barabu asked, "This is our common war."
"The Glorious Council won't do it anyway."
"But the school is still causing trouble for us." Black Bear complained.
"What kind of virtue is the Silent School? You can't count on wizards." Lemons snorted, "The alliance's plan has also been disturbed, but maybe before the situation in Huoklin becomes clear, the demon association will focus on astrologers. .We'd better deal with the wizard as soon as possible and seize the opportunity..."
"This is the same thing." Uriel suddenly said.
They turned their attention to him. For a moment, the apprentice actually felt uncomfortable. I have yet to form a team with people I don’t trust, let alone voice an opinion. Dealing with these types of people often results in half the effort. But now, Uriel may have no choice.
He told them: "As long as the Alliance continues with its original plan, it will be impossible to escape the pursuers."
"Obviously. Say something we don't know."
"If we take the initiative." Uriel pointed out, "I mean, Your Excellency, use your mysterious level on offense instead of defense..."
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