What could he have been wrong Uriel almost blurted out. This guy's magic is gaseous, and in terms of safety, it is even far beyond the apprentice's magic. He suspected that Gunther deliberately ignored Agatha's magic to find a place to digest the results of the baptism.

Relying on the induction between the nameless, Ulier found the button worker without any effort. He decided to let the bastard hide for a while, and what is more important now is the secret of the church. It must be admitted that the words of the Black Knight did shake some of the persistence in Ulier's heart.

"I didn't expect Ronide to come back so quickly." After Larson escaped from the affairs of the auditorium, his apprentice and secretary Miss Sabina had been waiting in the corridor outside for a long time.

"He came back through the gap of the stars." The astrological apprentice told him. Obviously she didn't understand the usual style of "Lion" Ronnyd Zachley. Larson was already ready to cross out the "Lion" from the rotating table of the observation deck. Unexpectedly, Ronnyd's holiday ended so quickly. This is what he really wants to say.

The tower's great astrologers perform their own duties, and some positions are actually not as easy as the Affairs Department. After all, the Sky Tower is a large mysterious organization that supervises the Knox's boundary wall. Since ancient times, it has been the busiest mysterious creature group in the mysterious field. When other mysterious organizations are busy competing for vassal states, dividing the land of faith, and plundering resources and population, the guardian of order has to always monitor the movements and silences outside the world, the elemental world and the free garden. Once these mystery end up in the internal struggle of Knox, the Land of Order will usher in a bloody change.

But in fact, the threats from the outside world are not all. As far as Larsen knows, the statements about the inside and the world are gradually becoming mainstream, and astrologers have different opinions on this, but the attitude of the Saint Demoss is very ambiguous.

The observation deck does not do Larson's work. He is an impure astrologer. Compared to prophecy and observation, the astronomical room's work in exploring the starry sky is more attractive to him. The opposition between mystery and order is fascinating. Larson has never seen the wizards of the Silent School, but the mysterious field generally believes that they have a better understanding of the mystery of Knox. His mentor once joked with him, saying that the Silent School had lost a "professional counterpart" great wizard. Larson did not regret them.

A certain corridor was full of portraits of great men. Under the golden curtains, the oil paintings emit a strange fragrance, and the magic light was constantly spinning above. From left to right, the first one was "Victor" Villonka, whose title was quite luxurious "Marty Knox", "Star of Dawn", "Silver Song Paladin", and the unprecedented "King of Binia Io". His most outstanding achievements were leading the Great Alliance of St. Milund to defeat the invasion of the evil dragon Wintherspon. When Larson was studying history, some people once questioned his record of "Victor" Villonka had an overly young face, as if he was only thirty years old a thousand years ago.

But after the Covenant was lost and the alliance was disbanded, the Knox savior passed away due to the end of his life. However, no matter how the pattern of the world changes, people in the mysterious realm still remember his contributions.

Next is a stranger, with the business card under the frame saying "McAdam von Rothschild". This great man has a terrifying and solemn face. The rigid and sharp contour lines can break through the barriers of paper and penetrate into the inner world of the admirer through the rendering of soft colors. In front of such a face, all the love and joy no longer exists. As long as its owner narrows his eyes slightly, you will feel a sharp blade against the soft throat.

McAdam's achievements are still related to the evil dragon Wintherspon. He was once the deputy of Villonka and the pioneer of resisting the abyss. But perhaps because of his bad luck, he had few achievements, and eventually stayed in the early stage of the Battle of Dawn, resulting in his reputation in the mysterious realm thousands of years later. Perhaps except for Chloita, which has a history of three thousand years, Knoxri has no portrait of him.

The face in the next portrait belongs to the current saint "Night Qiming" Demoses, who is also Larsen's mentor. As the apprentice of the Saint, the small words on the introduction seem to be compliments and praises in Larsen's opinion. He only glanced at it quickly and turned a corner at the end.

The corner is still the portrait display. There are six portraits on this corridor, four belong to the astronomical room, and two belong to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The more you go, the more delicate the painting becomes. They are all portraits of the deceased. Before the master's life, Larsen met two of the ancestors, one was Shayethvis, the former chief of the Affairs Department and the great astrologer of the Great Astrologer, and the other was the former Minister of Foreign Affairs and Commander of the Skyland, the "Grey Envoy" Saxedon Sinclair.

One day in the distant future, I will be hung here. Larsen thought to himself. Even Saxton will die one day, and there is no reason why people like him who are not good at fighting will live for a hundred years.

At that time, the aftermath of the Battle of Saints was still spreading on Pinia Io. The Battle of Ravens promoted the establishment of the city of San Carlos in the fog, but the undercurrents of the mysterious world were far more than the battle between the two small countries. The friction between the elves and the Drow, and the Glorious Parliament suppressed the remnants of Gavash everywhere; the Temple of Ashes declared war on the tower and the Oathkeeper Alliance to the north of the continent, but although the three parties aroused the anger in the small-scale battle, the war did not begin in the end.

Then there was the demon hunting movement that swept across the entire Pinia Io. Under Lucia's Sun, the mysterious realm began to fade. The Tower of the Sky ushered in a brief period of peace, but the gray made Saxedon die before this.

He still remembers the craze of discussion aroused in the tower when the news came to the apprentice. The mourning service was held in the auditorium, and Chester and Ez also argued about who could take over the position of the Ash Envoy. The former believed that the Qing Zhicai Dean Rubin had excellent governance methods, while the latter insisted that the Bai Zhicai had already established an unattainable position in the Battle of the Saints, and the Air Realm Commander was in fact.

The subsequent development was full of fun. Bai Zhi's use of the action proved that the tower diplomacy needed more than just governance methods, and Larson's mentor acquiesced to this behavior. It seemed to be a very distant memory, and he could hardly remember that Chester died in Eastman, Ez retired and returned to the Sky Island, and I was already a member of the Fate Rally.

As the meeting hall approached, the corridor became quiet.

His secretary lady was not very comfortable with this environment, especially after the "Silver Cross" Osvid Sidney rotates on the observation deck. "Mr. Larsen, I don't seem to see Roma. It is said that Lord Saint informed the entire Fate Rally." Fate Rally is the real senior management of Chloe.

At first, he didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. "Where did she go?" He asked the child to calm down unless Broken Moon showed up during the day. "I'll have to ask Zachley later."

"This meeting seems to be suggested by His Excellency Lion."

This news surprised Larson. "Zachley suggests"

"It's a big trouble for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, sir. But I only know so much."

Could it be that as long as the White Envoy stayed in the tower, Chloe's vassal state saw the opportunity for commotion and Zachley. Although he was named in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he never participated in any work except the observation deck rotation. "I don't understand what the Green Envoy is doing."

The secretary and apprentice looked at him in a daze. This child is not even a formal astrologer. He just wants to slap his forehead. What the hell are I thinking

"The Lion Lord has been single since he returned to the tower." Sabina was worried, "and I didn't find Roma again. Will something happen to her?"

Larson was not in the mood to pay attention to the naughty child. "With Zachley here, she won't have anything to do. Dean and Bai are in the conference hall."

"The Lord Bai Zhi is not here, but the Lord Qing Zhi is already here with His Excellency Sidney. The latter is arguing with Mr. Zachley about the on-duty arrangements of the observation deck."

This is actually expected. "The commander is not here, what about the saint?" Someone will have to persuade him to fight.

"You have to know Lord Saint better than me."

"So my tutor still locks himself in the room to watch the stars?"

"I just know he hasn't gone out yet," Sabina said cautiously. "But teacher, my snowflake ring is still in her hands."

"To be honest, Sabina, I suggest you go to the Ministry of Education to get another ring. No one will blame you for this."

"Sir, I can't take the lead in breaking the rules"

Thanks to you not the apprentice of the White Messenger. Since Larson had already walked to the door of the conference room, he swallowed this sentence back. "When it comes to role models, I see that no one is suitable for Chloitari to be hung on the signboard except Dean Rubin." He adjusted the angle of the flat mirror. "Everyone, I hope I've come."

"It's not too late before they do it." A pleasant magnetic voice replied.

Even though the people had not arrived yet, the room seemed very crowded. The number of attendees at this fateful rally was comparable to the follow-up handling of the Moon Shattering Incident.

There were sofa chairs scattered on the dark blue carpet, and no one was interested in the conference table. The "Lion" held a teacup less than half of his palm-sized size, and a brilliant golden brown mane always made Larsen notice him first. The "Silver Cross" leaned against Ronald, using his unique slow whisper to mock the half-orc colleague who threw the affairs to his orc colleague. The curtains behind him were covered tightly, without a trace of light; the Chief of the Affairs Department, "Ode to the Storm" Aroni and the Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs Qingzhi, played chess with Dean; the "Patriarch of Deep Space" Terence Steward was the only member standing by the conference table. He was like a crazy food lover, constantly hitting a huge center of the earth with a chisel, while licking the magma that popped up from the eggshell from time to time.

Larson almost blurted out the rude greeting of “how does it taste”.

"You are back, Miss Helen." Finally, he struggled to seize the only breakthrough in the chaos.
Chapter completed!