"With no response from the defense line, I'm afraid the hunters are no longer doing their job."
The fire was blazing, and the snow was falling outside. The sacred seven-color glass window is painted with a layer of fog, and the droplets split the fog as they fall. There were many people in the room, including cardinals, paladins, messengers from Brestatik, important figures in the Holy Council of Radiance, and Lucia's most loyal believers. People nodded silently, without saying a word, as usual. When the agent speaks, he always tells the result, rather than giving room for discussion... But Lemons couldn't bear the second half of the sentence.
In the days he didn't want to recall, the "defense line" he saw was built on a desolate, bitter and dangerous land. An extremely dark night enveloped the Ice Territory, with no light or fire, and it was impossible to see even one's fingers. After far away from the city, apart from the enemy, the Guards of Order's station is no longer inhabited, and is full of dangers: ice crevices and valleys that swallow living people, fissures buried under thick snow, hordes of man-eating snow monsters, everything is dangerous. It dealt a heavy blow to the coalition forces. In fact, the mysterious creatures only last a few days longer than ordinary people in the snowfield.
"Defense lines" are built to withstand possible counterattacks. The root cause was the failure of order. Lemons thought that if the coalition forces had eliminated the secret society, things would not have developed to this point, but...
When a blizzard blows, compasses and astrology begin to fail, and people lose their bearings. The "Ashe Killer" of the Kingdom of Faftanna and his men disappeared into the wind and snow, and it took three days to restore contact. Interestingly, the location where the fog elves appeared was in the middle and rear of the Morris Mountains, separated from the coalition forces by more than half of the ice territory. No one knows how they got there, not even the "Ash Killer" himself. This man was Fife Tanner's best interrogator, known for his cruelty and extremism, but he had no knowledge of the "mysterious place" and it was a blessing to return safely.
Without sufficient logistics, the mysterious creature cannot do everything with its magic power. This has nothing to do with "duty".
"We did not leave enough supplies, Your Excellency," the Holy Knight Commander reminded. "The Ice Territory, as its name suggests, is a hell of frost. The frontline soldiers are in urgent need of clothing to keep out the cold, a large amount of fire, tents, and potions to fight the long night. , otherwise the power of divine magic will gradually be lost..."
"Your concerns are very reasonable." Bishop Cocian snorted, "However, we have to pass through the entire Eastman Kingdom to deliver supplies to the front line. The road is difficult and full of risks. In my opinion, most of the military supplies are completely OK Obtain them from the local area, and rely on magic to deliver potions and wounded people... Even so, the consumption of material transportation is far greater than expected! The passage needs to build a rectangular ladder, long and short distances, light or heavy, this is not a random circle So simple.”
"Local? Eastman?" Bishop Edgar frowned upon hearing this, "Other places are fine, but the Ice Territory..."
"The locals don't welcome us," Lemons said bluntly. "To be honest, they hate us. We all know the reasons."
Demon hunting. The first time was the Year of the Burning Shadow. The second time, the war two years ago, also ended in the Ice Territory. Lemmons never missed a beat, and his memories of hunting are not good ones.
Except for the near-misses of the Mist Elf troops, every crisis he encountered was a blow. The Oath Keepers Alliance was the first to break out into chaos. Several Lords of the Sky Realm had their own opinions and refused to give in to each other. The wizards of the "Truth Sect" of the Silent School wanted to slow down and check every ant hole that might hide a demon society. The "Ascetic Sect" The judge reluctantly agreed one day, but regretted it the next day; the "Lions" of the tower kept trying to contact the headquarters and were indifferent to anything else; and the paladins and priests of the Glorious Council...
The distinction between Jing and Wei is clear. Lemons thought angrily. Young people and old people have very different attitudes towards the Ice Territory.
The former is the most abominable. Two-thirds of the paladins hope to continue tracking the demon until they overthrow the Order's lair. Lemons understands their psychology completely. Out of the desire to achieve success, out of self-fulfillment to do justice, out of honor and ambition...people do countless stupid things, especially young people. Their firm belief is always reflected in the entanglement of passing caravans and local villagers. When the civil strife gradually expanded and there were no traces of mortal settlements in the snowy fields, the situation turned for the better.
As for the last part, the veterans who had participated in the Venetian Demon Hunting Movement, the Paladin Captain also knew their thoughts clearly. They are his shadow. In the Year of the Burning Shadow, Lemons was still a paladin in the team behind his mentor, walking side by side with his comrades. Now he has replaced Daniel Edgar and become the leader of the paladins. . I know them as well as I know myself.
He has held this heavy and bitter title for more than forty years and has regarded it as part of himself. He must take responsibility for them and return to the Ice Territory bearing the collective mistakes of the people. On the one hand, he must be careful for fear of repeating the same mistakes of the past, and on the other hand, he must be wary of Lucia's young and ignorant fanatics who light up the vision like arsonists. Everything that can be burned within reach. I control a herd of wild horses running wildly into conflict, but I cannot use the whip. Humph, in the end, who will forgive me for this?
Before leaving, Lemons thought he could turn this emotion into hatred for the devil, purified by Lucia's fire... However, in Moniantoros, when people celebrated victory and lit torches, he watched in the fire What arrived was a ghost flying down from the treetops.
At this time, he finally realized that it was his heart that was seeking forgiveness. It’s hard to chase the past, but the future is still under our feet. It would be good for us to stay away from Whinneys. After all, the locals will never welcome the Paladin. Even this land remembers what happened in the past. It responded to us with blizzards and dark nights. Moreover, before entering the ice territory, people swore an oath to the tower and promised not to invade the vassal countries of the alliance.
"We considered it two years ago, but this approach definitely wouldn't work," Lemons said flatly.
The council was quiet for a moment. "The garrison is not limited to our people. The wizards of the Silent School, the fog elves, and the orcs of the Alliance don't need logistics, right? What method did they use?" Cardinal Gabriel Frederick asked.
This person is the last member of the Glorious Council of Cardinals, but he is an honorary bishop. He spends most of his time listening and rarely has the opportunity to speak.
"You can't count on them. If you were with us at the time, you would understand this." Bishop Essicro said unhappily, "The Alliance of Order is in the past. We have no allies except the followers of Lucia."
The Demon Hunting Alliance is a loose alliance, far inferior to the "Saint Mirende Alliance" that fights against the Hell Legion. But even St. Mirende has now disbanded and disappeared, and has not been able to reappear in a thousand years. Lemons doesn't know how many of the agreements and oaths made so far are still counted. Even at that time, when the "Ash Killer" and his men disappeared, many adventurers had begun to give up, and the Oath Keepers Alliance immediately announced that it would no longer provide alchemical potions to keep out the cold at low prices. Of course, there were no raw materials and no conditions for making magic potions in the ice field, so supplies were in short supply. However, this matter was done too hastily and became the cause of subsequent chaos.
But the root cause lies with Croita, the astrologer and emissary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The coalition forces are at a critical juncture. The astrologers suddenly sealed off all the islands. The stars twinkled in the dark night and the Milky Way flowed. Lemons felt that the mysterious rules were rising and falling like a tide, and the order was suddenly no longer clear.
For the soldiers of the coalition, the most direct impact of the tower's closure is the offline strategic communication "mailbox". It was originally a group communication network built on the "Star Gap" to provide information support for order hunters from different fulcrums. Guide people to unite and face the enemy together. Although Lemons did not like the "Tower of the Sky", he had to admit the special status of astrologers.
Now it seems, Lemons thought, that we have relied too much on the tower. The seven-point alliance is like seven giants walking hand in hand in the dark night. Suddenly, they let go of each other's hands overnight and had to stumble and fumble alone. The worst thing is that dividing the camp makes everyone isolated and wary... This may be the reason why the Oath Keepers Alliance raised their prices.
People start making mistakes more often. The increasingly high cost of war soon became unaffordable for the mercenaries, wandering knights and adventurers who came with the team. Most of these people came from the north, hoping to share the victory and gain honors. They had never seen the cold ice, but now they paid the price for their dreams. The two sides argued endlessly for supplies to survive, while other Fulcrums watched indifferently. One day, after people discovered that Ronald Zachary, the messenger of the Tower of Sky, the "Lion" suddenly disappeared mysteriously, the dispute evolved into a battle within the coalition forces.
Next, things got increasingly out of hand. The Mysterious Fulcrum could no longer sit still. The Alliance approached the Parliament and was willing to maintain the original price in exchange for support. The Silent School contacted the mercenary knight army in an attempt to cooperate to lower the price, while the mercenaries proposed to loot nearby towns to relieve the pressure on military supplies. They swore that the cities in the Ice Territory were all strongholds of associations harboring demons, and that the Ice Territory people's warehouses were filled with dry firewood and winter grain.
In the coalition meeting tent, Lemons listened to people discussing the types of food, fire and purification rituals. He became more and more excited as he talked, as if attacking the castle in the Ice Territory was like prying open the nuts stored by squirrels, and no one cared about the devil anymore. Association, their real enemy. He couldn't believe his ears.
"That's so presumptuous." Grad, the "secret box" of the Silent School, said upon seeing this, "These ignorant mortals only know the martial arts of the Holy Knights and don't understand your style."
Lemons found it jarring. "What do you mean, 'style'?"
"You misunderstood." The Law Wizard said, "Look, now we are hunters on the same front. I will support you in rejecting the proposal. After all, the only enemy of order is demons. What kind of crazy organization can attack mortal cities? Do you think so?" He nodded to Lemons and turned away.
"It takes fifty steps to laugh at a hundred steps. The Silent School can do this job on its own." Bishop Aisikro later told Lemmons. "The wizard will even kill all the people in the city, and finally blame the association, so as to teach people the methods of the devil."
Do you blame us for not handling it properly? He had to show that he was not offended by the other party. Although in his heart, the Paladin Captain wanted to pull out Durandal and chop the old face of the "Secret Box" into pieces. There is no doubt that he is humiliating us.
"Congress must re-examine the value of the garrison plan," the deputy continued.
The instructor hesitated, "Take the people back home? That way the demons will come back. We had left manpower for this purpose back then, but if we withdraw now, this demon-hunting campaign will probably fall short."
Once a ridiculous proposal is rejected, there are not many options left to try. In the cold night, the coalition's future was uncertain and in deep trouble. People blamed each other and doubted each other. The real goal, "Starless Night," is still hidden in an unknown and mysterious place. The messenger "Lion" from the tower has disappeared, and can no longer share the astrologer's guidance. Commanders began contacting their reserves, but the response was dismal. The Oath Keepers are leaderless, the Council's agents ask Lemons to hold off, and the School of Silence...
It's hell. If they talked about some remaining forces and the friction between the seven pivots, Lemons would not be so scared. He knew that there were ghosts in the "Vail Gathering", that the "Steel and Fire" were showing up at the border of Moniantoros, and that the old members of the "Washmouth Restoration Legion" had reunited in the south of Burles, but when When questioned by the "Secret Box", the Saint "Second Truth" of Wizard's Bluff sent a frightening news. Lemmons has not yet been able to confirm whether it is true or false.
He was vaguely aware that a major event had occurred in the mysterious realm, and the disappearance of the "Lion" was the work of the astrologer Gaota, which confirmed the school's intelligence. So Lemons asked the agent of the "Sacred Radiance Council" for confirmation. He didn't know what answer he wanted.
The battle situation is complicated and difficult to understand, and the agent did not give a direct answer. He told Lemons that the Demon Hunting Alliance was loosely structured and could not be trusted, and that the enemy's Nightingale was far more dangerous than imagined. He mentioned the "King" of the Nameless One and warned the Paladins to be careful in confirming his whereabouts, and it would be best to find the body. At the end of the order, he also asked the Paladins to go to the nearest city to rest...but Lemons refused. The nearest city was the ice lord city "Wineworth". Just thinking of this name made him feel a palpitation in his heart.
Fortunately, another cardinal who went to the Ice Territory with the coalition forces, Essicro Notland, also agreed with Lemons's choice. In his eyes, the city gates of the Ice Territory are either a group of enemies or an evil lair harboring demons. The Holy Knights of the Council alone may not be enough to fight against them.
Eventually the agent compromised. It is no longer possible to find Byrne. If we continue to move forward, the Holy Knights cannot get out of the forest and snowy fields, and they have only one way to retreat. Most of the paladins and all Sky Realm members evacuated while being vigilant about the movements of their former allies - this vigilance was very necessary for them to successfully resist the attacks of wizards and fog elf troops.
Only a few remained at Eastman. After the melee, each of the seven fulcrums was damaged, and a few garrison troops were left behind to find their way back to the Land of Order. The paladins, together with alliance garrisons, mercenaries, and enlisted adventurers, built a defense line to prepare for the demon's northward march.
We shouldn't have come back like this. On the way back, Lemons told the chief priest every time he visited a city. This time the Priest is not acting as his deputy, but as the real commander of the Glorious Council.
It is said that His Excellency Cardinal Acescro comes from a noble family and is a descendant of a certain Silversong Knight. Some people say that he is just a family of knights and squires, but no one has verified it. In short, whenever he complained to the other party in this way, the cardinal was very considerate, mentioning the decisive and wise retreat of his ancestors led by "Victor" Vilonca in a certain battle, or a certain attack on The Silversong Knights' plot was foiled by their followers.
His words could stabilize the morale of the army, but Lemmons could not convince himself to believe it. The "Victor" and his Silver Song Knights are what everyone expects, but what about us? I'm afraid mortals don't care about demon hunting and order, and just hope that the Holy Knights will get out of here as soon as possible.
In any case, after the defense line garrison is withdrawn, the people who are happiest are the locals, followed by the devils. "The Association is definitely starting a counterattack." Lemons said, "The Nameless Ones have always acted crazy, and this time the coalition forces pushed them too hard. Now that the defense line is disbanded, it is equivalent to letting the devil out."
"In fact, the defense line is in peace. After all, the association is not the legion of hell. Without the leadership of the 'Evil Dragon', they would rather huddle in the cave and live for the rest of their lives than show up on their own initiative."
"Ordinary unknown people do, but demon lords are different." High-level mysterious creatures cannot emerge from the pile of mortals. Only orthodox inheritance can cultivate talents. The demon lord was born in the seven fulcrums of the mysterious realm, located in the void realm, and poses a wide range of threats. They are simply part of the Seven Pivots...
"The betrayer will be punished." The agent announced, "'Glimmer' Alini is Lucia's last commandment, and his death will be recorded in the canon for his original piety and the sins he committed. He The meaning of existence is to warn people of the price of depravity.”
"I'm afraid that withdrawing the defense line will not achieve the goal." Lemons said.
"What can we do to Alini if we leave those men in the Ice Territory? There is no Kongjing in the Seven Pivot Points, and the defense line is just a decoration for the demon lord."
"That's right. Retreating is the only way to save the soldiers, Lemmons." Bishop Cocian told him, "The Parliament cannot afford such a long front line support, and we have no choice but to do so."
"Devil Society..."
"I know you are not willing to give in, Lemmons. You are the commander, and you have an accurate grasp of the situation. At some point, you should be decisive and aggressive. I agree. I understand." The paladin leader wanted to say something, but the agent waved his hand to stop him. Then Lucia's human spokesperson put down his cane and picked up a secret letter. "Secret societies are a serious nuisance to order. For a thousand years, the Seven Fulcrums have not been able to escape the shadow of hell... After the death of 'Victor' Veronca, we are the only ones to inherit his legacy to destroy demons and uphold justice. It’s my duty.” His eyes swept over the glorious murals on the wall, and Lemmons did not look back. "However, the timing was not grasped. We missed the mark and must swallow a bitter pill. Everyone, I have some information here."
The mentor, Bishop Daniel Edgar, was closest and was the first to receive it. It took only a few seconds to read the entire text, and his expression collapsed visibly. Lemmons' heartbeat accelerated inexplicably. "The coat of arms of the tower." He still couldn't believe it, "It doesn't look fake."
Ke Xien frowned: "Of course it's true! This is a diplomatic document sent by the tower to His Excellency the agent, not a Nightingale tip. What is written?"
"The rumor...that rumor."
"rumor?"
When the letter came into the hands of Aisikro, he read it quietly and then passed it to Gabriel without changing his mind. The latter glanced at it. "Lucia, sir." The honorary bishop closed his eyes and uttered a prayer.
Lemons gritted his teeth, feeling a vague premonition in his heart. For two years, the Seven Pivots of the Mysterious Realm have always stood at the center of the stage, and everyone's movements will be closely watched by opponents competing on the same stage. The "Lion" suddenly disappeared, the tower was closed, and order was still disordered after the tide. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs also sent the only apprentice of the White Envoy to a subordinate country on the ground, and he also disappeared later. Various phenomena are proving that the astrologers encountered some kind of accident during the decisive battle of the demon hunting movement two years ago.
This is a ridiculous statement, but since the great prophets cannot find the base of association "Bane", there is a possibility that they cannot foresee their own troubles. He just couldn't figure it out.
Cocian clenched his fists and did not read the letter. The Holy Magistrate undoubtedly guessed the contents of the letter, and people have always speculated. However, various conspiracy theories have been rampant in the past two years, but there is no real evidence.
Until today.
"The saint fell." The agent whispered, "The Destiny Assembly replaced the prophet and invited the parliament to participate in the discussion of the covenant that year."
Stifling silence. Suddenly, the instructor closed his eyes tightly and let out a long breath. "Finally, I have to say I imagined this time."
Aisikro stared at the floor, and while thinking, his teeth made a strange hissing sound: "At that time in the Ice Territory, I thought it was the tide of elements...or the expansion of the border. There are many possibilities for order instability, a thousand Years ago, the legions of Hell stormed Knox, and the Order tore apart the rules when they opened the gates of Hell."
"The 'King' is also dead." The agent told them, "But his Kingdom of God is still there, which is the true location of 'Bane'."
"Dead?" Cocian repeated.
"It's hard to believe that two saints passed away one after another in the year of Hanyue." The mentor said seriously, "It's shocking! It's beyond imagination. Since the end of the War of Saints, there has never been such a big change in the mysterious realm. . What is going on? The king launched an action against the tower, and both parties ended up dead together?"
No saint died in the battle of saints. "That's not right." Lemons retorted, "Before the Demon Hunting Movement, the King of the Nameless Ones was already missing. After the news was spread by Nightingale, he never showed up again. The King was most likely dead at that time."
"It may be a secret operation. Let the news out first and then wait for the opportunity." Essicro suggested.
"If the king is still alive, his kingdom will not show traces and be captured by the tower. If the order cannot find the secret society, it will not go to war, and the war will not break out. In the final analysis, the disappearance of the king is the movement of demon hunting. The direct trigger.”
"The king died before the prophet." The agent spoke and concluded the fact. "The goddess conveyed the news of the king's death to me, and the Queen of Light used the nightingale's information to support it. So the Seven Pillars sent envoys to the tower to join the prophet and Evan Jielin in their demon hunting plan."
"There will be action only if there is a goal." The mentor agreed. "If the devil had not managed to maintain the king's kingdom, the battle would have ended long ago. Unfortunately, although the king's power is declining day by day, we are not able to see through it. Only the prophet …and the Destiny Gathering, these astrologers possess the ability to track fate and predict the future, and are the nemesis of hide and seek.”
There is no prophet, we already know the outcome. Lemons thought. On a dark night two years ago, the coalition forces followed the guidance and came to the snowfields of the Ice Territory, and stood in front of the gate of the secret society's last stronghold. However, after the tower was closed and the messenger disappeared, everyone had no choice but to return home.
"How could the devil keep his kingdom of God?" Gabriel's focus was somewhat biased. This man was a master of occultism and Lucian theology, for which he received the title of honorary bishop in the circle. His understanding of the mysterious way is the best in the world, and he even has some knowledge of the characteristics of the "Kingdom of God".
Apart from him, none of the cardinals were experts on it. "The gods still have relics of their gods. The two may be of the same nature."
"Although the saints are equal to the gods in terms of personality, the order has already formed a loop. The newly created rules of the saints can only be attached to them, but cannot be integrated into them." Gabriel explained, "The Kingdom of God is the end of the mysterious road for the saints. Symbols are additional terms of order, so if the master dies, the rules will also become invalid.”
"But the mystery will leave traces." The agent grabbed the cane again and stood up. "The mysteries of the Beyond are an important part of Nox that won't fade anytime soon... You're missing that point, Gabriel. It seems to me that Croita's astrologers also left behind the prophet's Only the Kingdom of God can 'replace the prophet'."
Change the prophet? Lemons thought silently in his heart, feeling absurd and heavy. Originally we were in sight of victory, but now we have lost a saint, and the order's vitality has been severely damaged.
"Well, there is always someone to take over the burden. Who is this lucky guy?" Out of professional instinct, Bishop Gilbert Cocian, the Holy Magistrate, was more concerned about the successor of the Tower Prophet. "I remember that the Prophet Demosis was a The 'Dream God's Favorite' can obtain prophetic dreams. Most of his divine kingdom is also woven by fate and cannot be touched by ordinary people."
Untouchable? Perhaps it is an exaggeration. There is no mysterious creature at the level of the "Holy Code" in the Holy Council of Radiance, and people have misjudged it because of this. Lemons thought. How else did the prophet die?
It must be the work of the devil. He was very sure. What is clear is that secret societies are the biggest beneficiaries. But he couldn't imagine how. In terms of mysterious persons, the saints are equal to the gods.
"There is his heir in the Destiny Assembly." Essicro said, "I have seen him, the 'Eye of Ain', the Eye of the Dream God. Larson Gallagher. He is the great astrologer of the new generation, A student of 'Dark Night Awakening'. I wasn't sure it was him."
"Not sure? What do you mean?" Mentor Edgar frowned.
The cardinal, who came from the Silver Song Knight family, smiled. "There is another person in the tower who also has the same talent. This person is young and not Lord Kong Jing, but he may also be listed as a candidate."
"Three people?" Gabriel muttered, "I have only seen one person who has obtained the prophetic dream in my life. The venerable Ms. Magdalena, she saved Knox by herself. The tower is really full of talents. "He subconsciously glanced at Lemons. The Holy Knight Captain could only let him look at him without saying a word.
In his heart, he roughly knew who the "third person" Aisikro was talking about. His Excellency the Advocate did not speak. He had asked Uriel to give a prophecy, and he undoubtedly knew the secret.
"Three people are different. There is only one prophet. If there are more people, bad things will happen. Especially, this last person is from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." He really knew it, Lemons thought to himself.
"Tower Messenger Uriel." Asisikro told them, "This child has created many miracles, which must be related to the talents given to him by the gods. Interestingly, the prophet did not let him become an astrologer, Yuri I am the apprentice of Bai Zhishi, the commander of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and a priest of Gaia."
Cocian mused. "The commander's apprentice, and the one favored by Ain... He is still very young, and he has plenty of time to learn from him."
"The White Envoy is not. In fact, when he became the Sky Realm, the 'Eye of Ain' was still a mysterious apprentice."
"At this point in the demon hunting movement, the White Envoy has not shown up for a long time." Gabriel mentioned, "The new prophet may not be recognized by him."
People look at each other. "Is there any room for maneuver here?" the instructor asked softly.
It's all fantasy. Big mistake. Lemons doesn't want to mock his colleagues, they just don't understand. Uriel is a damn traitor, Gaia was blind to choose him as a priest. Pretending not to know his mission would only give the dying man some false comfort. Sooner or later I will expose him! That's what he's about to do...
"This is an invitation from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." Cocian reminded the cardinals. "The new prophet has been unanimously affirmed by the destiny gathering. Even if there were conflicts within the tower, it is already too late. The dust has settled. The messenger was sent to He is a garrison in the vassal country, but there is no news so far. His mentor, Bai Zhishi, the commander of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, has lost news since the early stages of the demon hunting campaign."
He remembered something. "Oh, by the way, the tower once held a fire ceremony at the end of the war, and the foreign minister was still replaced by his apprentice. That was also the last time he appeared. Regarding the fight for the successor of the prophet, the master and apprentice have probably already been excluded."
Lemons' words caught in his throat. Missing. Uriel disappeared, and even the White Envoy had no new news. He could imagine that damn apprentice hiding in the city of the secret society to avoid hunters and the nightingales of the Silent School, but he could not imagine that the White Envoy would let his only disciple lose all news. In fact, if he hadn't known that the White Envoy could not have an offspring, Lemmons almost suspected that the kid was actually his illegitimate son.
Contact the situation of the tower - Uriel has the potential to inherit the "Kingdom of God", the White Envoy is the Minister of Foreign Affairs and the leader of the Destiny Assembly, and the "Eye of Iron" is a student of Demosis. It was more like a struggle broke out over the successor of the saint. Therefore, after the death of the prophet, the scope of civil strife immediately expanded, which directly led to the tower having to be closed to the outside world and closed to solve internal problems.
Now, the new prophet has been chosen, the "Eye of Ain" has become the winner of the struggle, and the White Envoy and his apprentices have disappeared...
Lemons gritted his teeth. He was no stranger to political struggles, but he just couldn't imagine Bai Zhishi competing for power with his juniors and ultimately losing to them. Did someone expose his apprentice? Perhaps the Saint was biased towards the "Eye of Iron"... He thought of the sudden death of "Dark Night Awakening" Demosis.
A chill spread in my heart. Lemmons noticed that there was something deep and ugly hidden in it, which made people unable to help but doubt, think, and associate. However, no matter what, this matter must not be discussed on the table. This is just speculation.
He regretted that he did not have the chance to avenge Yali and kill the White Envoy with his own hands. As for Uriel... I want to be fair and honest in order to be fair to Lucia.
"In other words, there is a conflict between Bai Zhishi and our new prophet?" the instructor asked.
"I'm afraid what he inherited is a mess." Aisikro was quite interested. "I have been to the High Tower. The Destiny Assembly has a long history and is full of factions. It is not a dynamic group." He thought for a moment. "The Eye of Iron is still very young, but the messenger is only twenty years old this year. If the astrologers really have the inhuman vision they boast, they probably won't attack him. This kid is probably still alive, and his mentor is not For sure."
"Without the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, astrologers would not even dare to leave the house." Ke Xien retorted, "In my opinion, the prophet will not cut off his own arm. And if the saint does not make up his mind, all the great astrologers combined are no match for the White Envoy. .”
"The White Envoy is only in the Sky Realm and is on the same level as us. Maybe his profession will give him an advantage, but it's impossible..."
"It's completely possible." The agent interrupted, "If it's just a duel in the sky, this person is enough to influence the outcome. You have never been his opponent, Essikro, but others here have more or less come into contact with him. Daniel, His Excellency the Holy Magistrate, Lemons, and Archbishop Jessela Putrid are not here, but the result of the Battle of the Saints must still be forgotten by everyone. The White Envoy is the most dangerous in the Tower of Sky After all, even prophets are just astrologers. Such people are used to planning behind the scenes and being aloof. But as the commander of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Bai Zhishi's threats are often more direct."
"Lucia, I hope he is dead." Bishop Gabriel prayed sincerely.
"The goddess won't give me her will for such a trivial matter." The agent looked at him accusingly. "We have to find out the truth ourselves. This invitation is a great opportunity." He put the circulated letter in his hand. "After Lord Demosis passed away, I should have gone to pay my respects in person, but... as far as I know, Lord 'Second Truth' was also invited, but refused."
Invite a saint to the headquarters? Lemmons was shocked. But what was even more unexpected was that the saint refused. He finally realized that he didn't know enough about the situation at the Seven Pivot Points, and he couldn't understand many things quickly.
"I'm afraid I have to refuse too." Essicro said lazily. "Last time I came as an ally, the Fate Assembly was not very welcoming. Now the person holding the prophet's position is a young person, and the new generation of colleagues may be with him. He has a common language.”
Saint Judge Gilbert Cocian also reacted, but he made a different choice: "Inquiring about information is my specialty. Everyone, it is time for the secrets of the Sky Tower to be made public."
"No." The agent objected, "Although the southern defense line has been disbanded, the threat of demons has not been eliminated. The focus of the Holy Inquisition's responsibilities is still on hunting demons. Hunters are needed to track Alini, and the evacuated paladins also need priests to listen to their confessions. "
"Gabriel has another mission." Bishop Edgar said, "Then, for Lucia's sake, I will go and meet the new prophet."
"This is not fair, Daniel. The Eye of Iron is not Demosis, and I am not willing to force you to go." The agent suddenly turned his face and looked at the paladin captain. "Besides, there is a better candidate for this matter. Your student is now better than his predecessor, and it is time for him to take over your burden. Your Excellency, Lord Paladin, I hope that you will go to Croita and take Arabella with you. ·Reese. When you return, she will stay in the tower to study astrology to show her sincerity."
Lemons was flattered. Only the Cardinal can represent the will of the Glorious Council. The Paladin is just a weapon to protect Lucia's glory. He never thought that the representative would choose him: "But...?"
"Don't worry, Theodore. I think you are fully qualified to deal with the young new prophet without the help of your mentor. I also understand your mood. Once the fate of the gathering is confirmed, some old accounts should be settled." The agent, Cornelius Hindeck Kleist, was still standing on the steps, holding a scepter in his hand. The golden ruby on his forehead was as dazzling as the sun, full of god-like majesty.
Settle old scores. His voice echoed in the hall, and Lemons felt something reviving in his heart.
"The goddess gives you skills that will never be stained by dust, so that you can carry out her will. I don't ask you to achieve any extraordinary results, Lemons, but if possible, bring back the tower messenger. He is also a priest. Although he is a priest of Gaia. People say he is missing, but you have found him many times, and maybe you can do it this time."
"I can't guarantee that, my lord."
"No one can guarantee that, and I'm not an astrologer. But we do need to fill the vacancy caused by Magdalena's departure, do you understand?"
The Highland Witch died under his protection, which Lemmons regarded as a disgrace. It's my fault. "I will never live up to your expectations, my lord." He promised firmly. Thanks to Lucia, he thought he would never have a chance to make amends.
The mentor was not as optimistic as he was. "You should refuse." When the Holy Knight was leaving, they said goodbye in front of the gate of the holy city of Zangwill. Bishop Daniel Edgar had no smile on his face. "The Second Truth is not a fool. On the one hand, he does not want to be ordered around by his descendants. On the other hand, this wizard has always coveted the secret ritual of the tower, but before the cause of the prophet's death is found out, he will never dare to go to Ke alone. Go Loita."
"I'll find out, Mentor," Lemons told him.
"I just hope you can come back safely. Many things are different now, Lemmons, the world is changing, I can feel it." Bishop Edgar glanced at the priest behind him, Arabella Reese was Looking at the long yellow sand, he didn't pay attention to their conversation. "Even the saints are no longer safe, let alone us? Now I understand Queen Sita's caution."
"She was too cautious." When escorting the Alliance envoys in the Black City two years ago, the "Queen of Light" Ivan Jielin refused to come early and did not allow her people to participate in the demon hunting movement.
"This is how she treats unknown things. She became bold when dealing with us. The Glittering Pool is also a big trouble. She will definitely demand the ownership of Sodria... I am afraid that soon, the Council will need your knights again. I wish you the best. Good luck to you, Lemons."
"I will return on time." The Paladin Commander promised. The flag of the Thorn Sun was fluttering above people's heads. He led the team out of Zangwill and headed towards the center of the storm in Knox.
Some people died, but not completely...
