Uriel has seen many people die and faced many life-threatening moments, Lammons is just one of them. He thought that his acquaintance with this person originated from the city of the Goddess in Venivas, which was already the most unpleasant encounter in the world, and only a few months later, the two parties met again in Sodria. The coincidence did not improve their relationship.
Alexia's incident made the apprentice realize that they had never had a common language. As Bai Zhishi's apprentice, what Qiao Yin brought him was guidance, while what he gave Lammons was his lover's disability and a fatal blow to his courage. As a clerical knight, Gaia wants him to be merciful, but Lucia wants her followers to be ruthless. After all, there are always people in this world who are completely different from you. They were on the wrong track from the beginning.
No matter what, the apprentice thought, someone would be devastated by his death. The Venetians might be delighted, but more likely ignorant. "Who is Rammons Theodor?" they will ask, "What is his relationship with the executioner of the Holy Council of Radiance? Our enemy is the Holy Knights, the demon society. And the benefactor who saves us is Danr Finn." Mortals cannot know the full extent of the disaster even if they are in it...
His myriad thoughts ended with the undead lord's words.
"If you had grown even a little bit, you wouldn't be able to tell that he is an image of magic."
"Image?" The apprentice was startled.
Only then did he notice that the other side of the battle had not moved a step from beginning to end. The vast mystery comes from the sun, and the brilliant ripples almost light up the sinking hell. But when this boundless heat wave hits head-on, this person is like a breeze.
"Lucia can also create shadows. The agent asked him to enter Gavash with a mission, and he could not be unprepared."
There is such a thing. "Is he alive, my lord?"
"Just like Ozzie Cranky." The Black Knight seemed to be able to see through his thoughts. "In this world, worthless little people are worthless even if they die, but valuable big people never take risks themselves, even if they are The value of the skin.”
A skin, a title, a suit of armor. Darcy died because of it, while Monse Theodore narrowly escaped death because of it. "I have seen Lucia's justice." Uriel sighed.
Mancaster let out a small snort. "You're such a young kid, what do you know?"
"Of course you understand what you see."
Not to mention the attitude of the former paladin, if he hadn't spoken out, the apprentice would have completely forgotten his existence. Despite the reasons, Uriel could not bring himself to like a betrayer. "But having said that, you drove away the Holy Knight Commander and left me standing still. Could it be that in the eyes of your lord, I am considered a big shot?"
Mancaster frowned: "Who are you?"
"According to your disciple's words, I am his compatriot."
"The Nameless One of Croyin Tower?" As expected, the undead paladin was surprised. He must have heard the conversation between Winona and the apprentice.
Uriel was thinking of something else. A divine descending incident occurred in the Black City thousands of years ago, and only the person involved knew the truth. According to legend, Luger and the Cohen family, the then lord Morkin Hesser, and the tower messenger Winona all made appearances. ….
As the investigation continued, the legendary plots were confirmed one by one: Lord Heather was bewitched by the White Moon Witch's cult, Cohen's wife Ashe was resurrected with the help of the psychic's ritual, Luger and Winona were indeed real people, The existence of divine descending is also proved by the altar in the attic of the mansion.
However, by chance, all these clues were cut off: one of Morkin Hesser's sons once appeared in his mentor's dream, and there was no record of the Hesser family since then. Cohen and Eshe died suddenly, and their souls failed to provide intelligence. Miss Della, the psychic, may know something. After all, it was her mysterious means that summoned the ghosts of Cohen and Ash. Magdalena, the highland witch, corresponded with her during her lifetime and also mentioned the ghost mansion.
But these people either died or were never heard from again.
The only clue left to the apprentice is the haunted mansion. The place was full of mysteries, and eventually it was destroyed in the war with its answers: Lammons and the Council ambushed the Black Knight, but the latter easily foiled their plans and burned the Ghost Mansion to the ground.
There seemed to be some kind of force driving him closer to the truth. How else would I have met Winona in Gavash? Uriel never planned to come to Gavash. There are as many night folk here as there are stars in the sky.
, and they are basically mortal souls. After all, the mysterious creature only has its remains. The hope of finding the ghost who knows the inside story in Gavash is slim, and it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.
It's secret societies and Sovereaux potions, Uriel thought, and fate guides them. She allowed me to meet the tower messenger from the ancient times.
However, the gods seemed to be teasing him, always letting the truth pass him by. Winona claims that a horrific murder occurred in Mortus, and she herself came to Compass Heights to prevent it. But the real secret of the mansion, the female messenger didn't have time to say anything.
The Black Knight killed her, just as he had unintentionally killed another person involved - Magdalena. Even the psychic Della, if not forced by the association, she would probably tell Nimue all the truth about that year... Uriel frowned in thought.
Mancaster eavesdrops on Winona's conversation with the Padawan, and the Black Knight appears with him. This can't help but make the apprentice have some absurd associations. There are people like me who are looking for those related to the incident that year. Could he really be Rhaego, the Silversong Knight who belonged to the Templar during the Ancestors period? But why would he cover up the truth?
"It's unbelievable." Mancaster was still shocked. "It is said that astrologers have ten thousand ways to identify demons. There are not even abandoned demon babies in the streets and alleys of the Tower Kingdom. Regardless of the association of nightingales, No matter how disguised it is, astrologers can see through its identity just by looking at the future direction. The last time the tower accepted the nameless person was during the ancestors' period before the woman was alive."
"You think highly of me." Uriel replied, "I am not a member of the association, nor do I intend to help others. Moreover, the association is still ruled by a lord in our Croyin Tower." Although I guess he has no subjects to speak of. . "Do you really want to talk about this in front of your lord, Master?"
Mancaster said nothing. Uriel saw the paladin kneel to the demon lord. This was really his first time in the other world. How does the undead lord control the undead? Could it be that as an undead one would be loyal to him? Winona was a tower messenger when she was alive, and she was obviously avoiding meeting the Black Knight. However, according to the understanding of the undead in the mysterious field, it is a strange thing for them to assume the role of the dead...
"What do you want to talk about?" the undead lord asked.
"I choose the topic?" The apprentice believed this was a trap.
"Don't dare to choose?" The black knight stared at him coldly, blue fire floating faintly.
"The choice may determine the fate." Uriel replied slowly, "But the premise is that the whole process is completely based on free will."
Of course, Uriel is still alive, and no one is controlling his will at this moment. However, power is stronger than people. If he dares to ask "Ye Yan" for news, or mentions his refusal to join the association, the Black Knight may recognize his choice, but he will have to bear the corresponding consequences. There is no doubt that I cannot leave Gavash.
He forced me to make a choice, the apprentice thought, basically asking me to surrender. There is no doubt on either side about this. Otherwise, how could it be worth recruiting the King of the Dead Sea in Gavash with just a high ring?
"Knight of the Dead Moon" Brooke Amarys was supposed to be the opponent of the Paladin Captain, and he seemed to be acquainted with Winona. If this person had come forward, they wouldn't be in this situation, but here comes the Black Knight. The apprentice could think of no other reason.
"In the land of order, your choices are not necessarily free."
"At least in Knox, I have the courage to bear the consequences of my choices."
"Obviously, the plundering of the Holy City and the raiding of the churches in Moniantoros do not count."
Uriel was speechless. This sounds like a proof of his courage, but in fact it will give others a handle, making him a stepping stone between order and demons. But after all, the apprentice did not come to Mons to be able to regret after making mistakes. He did not want to make mistakes, let alone regrets. He suspected that he did not have the other party's firm belief at all. Regardless of Lucia or Gaia, I am still weak and incompetent in front of the true fanatics, but I still use the teachings of the gods as an excuse.
"You killed 'Tattoo, Ji'Zuk.' The murderer who chopped off the leader of Ji'Zuk with a sword in front of Uriel said to him, "You still sit back and watch the death of the Holy Knight Commander of the Holy Council of Radiance, in Gava Varied."
"He's not dead." Uriel defended weakly. When it comes to the Sky Realm, the nature of things has already changed.
"The Holy Halo Council will know that you are the Nameless One, and the order will have no place for you."
A few minutes ago I was still reeling from his death.
Alas, now, it would be in my interest for him to die. There are two sides to everything, Uriel thought to himself. I finally understand the importance of keeping secrets from others. It is naturally inappropriate to kill someone for a secret, but when the matter threatens oneself, no one can stay rational.
But he couldn't let the demon lord gain the upper hand, or he would be at the mercy of his enemies. "No one has evidence." Uriel pointed out, "Mortals are suitable for the Paladins to use their methods of justice, but for members of the Mysterious Fulcrum, this method will not work." He shrugged. "I'm more worried about the Prophet than the Glorious Council."
"You really have a lot of debt and no worries."
"Who isn't? The creditors of the Devil's Association are the seven mysterious fulcrums, and now they have come to the door. Compared with the association, my situation is not urgent."
Mancaster couldn't help but said: "Are you threatening?"
"Oh, how could it be? It's a fact."
His words caused a stir. The souls burned among the branches, whispering to each other, which the apprentice could not understand. The dead need fire to listen to their words, but it must not be difficult for the dead to understand the words of the living. In the fallen plane of Gavash, few people would speak like this in front of the undead lord. ….
The black knight's gaze swept across the branches, and the undead fell silent. He gestured to Mancaster, and the loyal former paladin retreated into the darkness. There was only a bonfire left in the empty ashes. Uriel stood there with all his strength, feeling the fear that was gradually gathering in his heart. Sooner or later I'm going to have bad luck with this mouth.
Thank God, the Black Knight spared him with an indifferent attitude: "If you are not a spy, you should not be here."
"I was originally going to Yinsman, sir. But on the way I met Ferriani's companions."
The demon lord paused for a moment. Maybe he thought I was going to talk about meeting Ramons?
"The Legion of Vashmaus," Uriel informed, "is on the border of Bures."
"Have you made friends with these people again?"
"On the contrary. An old acquaintance of mine died because of them, and I came to Gavash to collect his body. Meeting the Lord Paladin Commander was not part of my plan."
"Lemens Theodore is telling the truth." The demon lord told him, "'Yeyan, Sang Minna is the target of the council. The agent wants to get chips to renew the alliance with Yin Wenjielin."
Beyond that, he was the man Tekapo was waiting for. But Uriel knew very well that her mood was insignificant in the eyes of the parliament or the secret society. "Is he still alive?"
"depends on you."
"I'm afraid I'm not that capable." Uriel said defensively, "I can't possibly turn the situation around for you."
"Dagger or spear. But there's always something you can do."
What's the meaning? Uriel frowned: "I don't understand, sir."
The Black Knight answered him with action. A door made of white bones opened in front of him, and bright ripples appeared behind the door. Uriel saw the outline of streets and flags, and a wheeled carriage rolled over the stone slabs. He squinted his eyes to adjust to the dim light of the human world.
"...What's behind that?" The apprentice's heart suddenly beat like a drum.
"Another Gavash."
No. Absolutely not. Uriel could feel a wonderful connection. The door seemed to be waving to him, leading to a world that no one could see. Hell is nothing like this. "You want me to go there?"
"You can stay." The Black Knight said, "But the real Night Flame is not in hell. Maybe after a while, you will wait for his soul. Wait. Uriel. Keep waiting." Before he finished speaking, , he has already entered the door.
…
When the agent summoned him, the attendant had just delivered a gorgeous white robe: a circle of silk thorns hung with shining gold leaves, countless suns embroidered from the forearm to the collar, and the innermost layer was made of cold satin.
"I need to be baptized." Lammons didn't touch the new dress.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, has your own considerations. Sir, please come with me."
So Lammons put on his white robe and walked behind the priest with his bare hands. When passing the school grounds, the teacher led a group of half-grown boys to salute him, and the priests and paladins also nodded in greeting. However, Lammons did not have armor on his body or a holy sword in his hand. He felt uncomfortable under the gaze, even through the leaves. The sunshine is slightly cooler. Everything seems like a world away.
When arriving at the church, the vicar stretched his hand into
In the baptistery filled with holy water, his eyes were closed, and his apprentice and priest Arabella Reese stood beside him. The girl looked dignified and calm, but her eyes were firmly fixed on the holy sword Durandal in the pool, and she didn't move away until Ramos came in. ….
The agent opened his eyes. "I haven't seen you wearing a robe for a long time, Lord Theodore."
"I had a long dream, your Majesty. So I took off my armor before going to sleep." Meng Si felt uneasy when he mentioned the dream.
"Lucia sends oracles during the day, but she can still give us guidance at night." The agent paused for a moment, "But it is difficult to see clearly in the long night, so we need to use messengers to convey her wishes. The Tower of the Sky provides the corresponding means to As a bonus to the covenant. How do you feel about that?”
"I have penetrated deep into the fallen plane of Gavash, and ordinary night people cannot detect it. However, the country of the dead has unique rules. You must observe carefully, experience it personally, and understand the details of each city of the dead thoroughly before you can integrate into them silently. .”
"There is no way around it." The agent frowned unhappily, "We don't have much time. The Glitter Pool can do this thanks to their long lifespan and Knox's stable situation. No. This method does not need to be used anymore. Considered."
"I couldn't find the Queen's Nightingale either."
"It's not your fault." The representative said. Surprisingly, there was a tolerance in his words. "Don't worry about it, La Mons. You've done a good job. Even if I were to go there myself, I wouldn't be able to fish out the newly dead man from a pile of bones. Of course, I hope he lives, but I'm afraid it will be difficult. .”
It is unimaginable for the Paladin to grow up to Gavash. Bishop Jesela hinted that he should give up, and the cardinals all expressed disapproval of the trip. It was Laimons who insisted on going. But if it were replaced by a representative, he himself would try his best to stop it. "The Queen will not let go without that nightingale."
"She won't let go no matter what." The agent snorted, "What this woman wants is not her fellow tribesmen, but the benefits she has obtained."
"The Oath Keepers have always been rich..."
"The alliance is headed by her, but it still maintains the ancient system. Other mysterious races will not pay tribute to the Flickering Pool. After all, these Sita have long forgotten the goddess's creed and are unwilling to get involved in the demon hunting movement."
"The Secret Society has always been the enemy of all creatures of order." Lammons said, "The Glitter Pool has killed many hunters in the society, and Sita has a deep hatred for the undead that cannot be resolved."
"Yeah, it's impossible for them to get together and wear a pair of pants." The agent mocked, "But as our comrade, the Queen of Light is as reliable as the fallen leaves in autumn. Of course the enemy must be eliminated, but...who will do it? Woolen cloth?"
Lammons had never been to the Twinkle Pool and had no way of knowing what Yin Wenjielin was thinking. Unlike the prophet and the witch leader, this saint does not appear in Knox all year round, but only stays in the elemental realm far away from the world. It is said that there is extremely abundant material there, but in contrast, the Sita people have no desire for it. These elemental beings do not need food or water, nor do they need to fight for power. They have nothing to do every day but to commit suicide for fun. In fact, they have no concept of death.
He had been very confused, why did Lucia create Sita? Later, I realized that the entire reason for the birth of this mysterious race might be to let mortals see the grand scene in the goddess' heaven.
"The devil is the enemy of order." Lammons said, "Sita cannot stay away. If Lucia were alive, she would never allow the creatures she created to turn a blind eye to evil."….
The agent took his hand out of the pool and said, "Forget it, it's better for her not to be here." He turned around. "No one in this world can be perfect. Failure is commonplace and part of being a mortal. Although Sita is a creature of the gods, she is not a god after all. I gave you an impossible task, and all the results are as expected."
"Bliss's ceremony..."
The representative of the Glorious Council waved his hand, and the molten gold-like water spilled onto his clothes. He motioned for Rammons to stop, which the Paladin Commander did.
Then, in a rare calm tone, Cornelius Hinderk Crest patiently gave an explanation: "You clearly understand that the arrival of the Glitter Pool is the will of the Oath Keepers Alliance and the caravan. The mission is not the council's plan. We have done our best to send you to accompany us, but Sita put the responsibility on the council. Yes, this matter is of great benefit to the alliance and us, and the mysterious realm can prepare for war earlier, Baili Harmless...but the Queen of Light can do it for an individual
point of view and reject. She is a living saint. To be honest, she can do whatever she wants. Anyway, I can't control her. "
She has nothing to do with me. "I understand, Your Majesty."
"You are more flexible than your predecessor." The representative sighed, "Edgar always wants to argue with me, and Ke Xien can't stand him." He narrowed his eyes, and the wrinkles on his forehead suddenly increased a lot. "As a result, after so many years, Edgar became tactful, while Ke Xien was influenced by the affairs of the Holy Inquisition and gradually became more and more careless. Alini and he were both priests, and they had many similarities..."
"Teacher," Arabella said, "Do you really want to miss the past at this juncture? Besides, Lord Shimmer should have been born in the Starless Night."
"The Devil's Society is an organization of betrayers with no foundation at all. The Queen of Light believes that Alini is the devil's nightingale. She doesn't understand the Parliament at all. You don't understand anything, Reese." The agent snorted, "But Your reminder is spot on: we don't have time to waste time chatting. Come to Mons, I will preside over your baptism, come up."
"I have one last question, Your Majesty. Please give me guidance."
"You're not asking why this girl is here, are you? I can't answer. Anyway, she's not here to visit me." The agent never smiled at all, even when he was in a leisurely mood. "Just ask."
"Why do you want to give me an impossible mission, Your Majesty?" Lammons wanted to know.
"It's time-consuming and labor-intensive, isn't it? The dream technology is not perfect...but it has to be this way. The sword still needs to be tempered by fire." He pointed at the pool. The holy sword Durandal was quietly cultivating in the holy water, and the cracks were filled with flames. of glow. "But, you are made of flesh and blood, and you cannot go too far easily, so we have no choice but to take this step."
"In the dream, my behavior was a little out of line." Laimeng confessed. "Does this mean that one day I will look like that?"
"People will change, even all the time. You will think of yourself ten years ago, the hesitations and waverings you had. They may still exist, but they are not enough to affect you." The agent replied, "As Lucia's paladin in the human world, people have unreasonable expectations for you, and the doubts that mortals have are normal, but they are a burden to you."
Bright rain and dew fell from the sky, soaking the clothes with the words. Lammons did not think, feeling the moment of tranquility. He returned to the world in baptism, but left certain things in the past, in Gavash. It was a wonderful experience, as if he had lost part of his weight.
However, like Durandal, something divine gradually filled his void.
"Everything you have experienced is just a dream, Lammons. The dead have heaven and hell to go to, and may the gods judge them fairly. The living are struggling to survive in dire straits, and they need someone to save them."
Rammons responded with silence.
"I won't say that this burden is too heavy for you, Sir Mons Theodore, I think I understand you." The agent put his wet palm on his shoulder, as if it was a handle... The scepter of responsibility. "There is no doubt that this is a difficult task to complete, a mission with no end, but it is just like the journey you have experienced before. You can do it, even though you will not get the result."
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