"You won't go back?" Dalton asked in surprise.

Uriel almost didn't realize what he was saying. The apprentice's mind is now full of that shiny orange light column. It was also a kind of magic... or witchcraft. "I said it, not now."

They were standing on the pier temporarily built by Iron Harbor, and the fisherman dragged the net to pass by the side. However, although the Gulf War had come to an end, there were still many wild cats here than fishermen. Ulier saw a crow pecking at a finger at the puddle, which he had thought was a muddy orange. Frost Moon was fruitless.

The Unicorn took a full six hours to cross the Star Gap, but in Ulier's eyes, he just passed the door and returned to the port. Soren told him that the Maxillary Ladder array could greatly compress the time required for long distances, but the door opened by Joey's key had not been very strict in weight - the messenger could take dozens of people to reach the Ice Gap from the tower in an instant, while ordinary people had hundreds or thousands. According to the ring, magic actually had weight, which was not the weight of common sense, but was related to mystery. Ulier didn't understand it very much, but no one except the Minister of Foreign Affairs could use it so randomly. After choosing the branch of the Mysticology, his courses had completely focused on practice and training. The composition of Maxillary Ladder magic belonged to the knowledge of the syllabus.

Six hours ago, the Lighthouse Town detection station caught a slight but obvious earthquake. The tide flooded two treks that were not repaired in time, and there was no greater damage. Only Ulier knew that this was because of the magic aftermath on the Gray Winged Bird Island.

If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, even if Sauron told him later that the apprentice would probably not believe it. Even the flood in Six Finger Fort passed through the buffer of the entire flowing water court, only a little wave splashed when he arrived at the Knights Bay. The magic aftermath generated on the Graywing Bird Island in the deep sea of ​​the Song Sea could affect Lighthouse Town.

No wonder Bai Zhizhiqi stepped up to urge the "Unicorn" to leave, otherwise the magic ceremony of the Silence School would sink the entire island, and the mysterious creatures left nearby would be smashed to pieces. In the torrent of magic, the mystery of the Mystery of the Pain could not survive.

"You seem to have not been sleeping for a week."

"It's not time to rest." Uriel sighed, "Roma has completed her mission, I mean, Red Prophecy and the child. But for me it's just beginning."

"It won't be related to the reconstruction of Lighthouse Town, right?" the night elves teased.

"I know nothing about architecture. It's the Church of Gaia." Uriel walked down the stone road and stepped on the sticky mud ground.

The news of the end of the war has been published in the newspapers, but there are still few pedestrians in the town. The attack of the Black Wizard and the Demon Society severely damaged this town that was prosperous due to port commerce, and Iron Harbor was also damaged. But it will eventually return to its original appearance, just like the Four Leaf City after the disaster. The winners of the Gulf War are not clear, but the Blood Clan and the Black Wizard undoubtedly lost a lot. Even the Demon Lord was repelled. Only order still stands, and the mysterious realm is still the seven fulcrums... and what I want to deal with is one of them.

The Gaia Church is a religious organization under the Silence School, and its relationships with each other are probably not more friendly than the Alliance of Vampire and the Oathkeepers. Despite this, Urial did not expect the wizards to ignore the clergy of the church.

"You have any connection with the church?" Dalton remembered his mysterious profession the next second. "The priests of the church must have been too busy lately, you can help."

"No, Dalton, not what you thought."

"That's what they're going to make trouble for you because you chose Chloita?"

"I'm sure your understanding of me is only at Four Leaf City. There is no previous information, right?" It's impossible. Uriel didn't exist in this world before that. "I'm not a clergy who changed his post in the church, nor do I believe in their Gaia. In fact, I came to trouble the church."

"No one can tell you can't get along well with them." The night elves blinked, "Dwight will have connections with the church."

"He and the church, it seems that they can't be together. Count Dewet Hearn is a sub-man of the deep sea Naga bloodline. He should believe in the God of Dawn."

"Before coming to Knights Bay, he and his mother believed in a god. This was to please the Minister of Government and Chief Court Magician Lawrence Norman." Queen Frevia naturally could not rely on her faith to a god in a remote area. She was the Queen of Eastman and could only be a Gaia. Dewet is said to be the illegitimate son of Her Majesty the Queen, and it was normal to believe in Gaia when she was in the capital.

"I was the guard of this Count, and it has been since I was in Iron Claw City." Dalton told Ulier, "I saw him correspond with the Archbishop of the Kingdom."

"It seems that our purpose is the same."

"Uriel, don't take it seriously." Dalton frowned, "Mysterious creatures must live. Knights Bay is the territory of DeWitt. Although he does not have any mysterious talents, he is quite qualified as a lord. Now Knights Bay is in his hands, and as long as we still show up in Lighthouse Town, he can know our every move. There is an old saying in my hometown, 'Discovering the enemy is the first step to defeating the enemy'."

"Information is the advantage, I know it very well."

"I didn't see it." He expressed doubt. Uriel did not hide his tracks when he walked down the Unicorn, and Dalton was shrouded in the magic of the dark element from beginning to end.

"Our goal is different in detail, Dalton. You just want to kill Deweet Hearn, but I'm not trying to get rid of a Gaia. You must have heard Roma talk about Aiken, right? If the truth continues to be concealed, more people will be harmed."

Dalton suddenly stopped. He looked at his apprentice and said slowly, "Maybe I shouldn't be with you, it will cause me to get into a deadly trouble."

"I can't believe you listened to me." Uriel countered, "When are you going to travel to Bloomnot?"

"Before your death." On the deck of the Unicorn, the apprentice once planned his life after revenge of the night elves. In fact, even Roma was worried about Dalton's state at the core of the secret. Hatred is an extreme emotion that often leads people to self-destruction. "Listen, Urial, you are indeed good at using persuasion to influence others' will. This is usually a good thing, but the church has been making a living by showing off since the founding of Eastman."

"Everyone who eats has to use his words. I don't have to rely on the one-sided words of the 'Tower Messenger' or the 'White Messenger Apprentice' to deal with the Gaia Church. The truth has its own strength."

"You should be clear that although Gaia believers are not as fanatical as Lucians, they will never allow others to smear the church. Telling the truth to irrational people, they can only hear targeting, slandering and conspiracy, and even if a few people respond to your voice, they may have their own thoughts."

"That's right, that's it." Uriel touched his chest, and the holy water removed the traces, but he could still feel the scar. It hurts from time to time, thinking that it is alert. "Unless people's souls take a secret to pain, no one dares to say that they know each other's feelings completely. But, Dalton, have you ever thought about it? Most irrational people refuse to accept facts that are contrary to faith and impressions, just because they don't hear enough truths."

"More truth? You don't know what those Gaians want."

"Want doesn't mean need." Uriel pulled out the golden rune sword from the scroll of vows at his waist. "In fact, no one knows their needs better than me. People generally cannot figure out the difference between their wishes and needs. The goddess's temple needs to be cleaned, and even if I am not His knight, I am obliged now."

At this moment, a golden halo lit up under the mud. The apprentice slashed down with a sword and mysteriously dissolved it. Dalton held the broken curse sword in surprise. He had not realized the existence of the magic trap before.

"As for information." Ulier swung his sword behind his back, and happened to hit the flying arrow. The wooden pole broke inch by inch inch inch. When it fell to the mud, only arrows and a pile of wood chips were left. "Mr. Osvid, the 'Silver Cross' in the astronomical room, once wanted me to become an astrologer, and he taught me a lot of useful knowledge."

There is a considerable difference between astrology and "spiritual vision", but at least it is a reasonable explanation in the eyes of laymen. The night elves do not doubt that they have. Watching Ulil expects their response earlier than the attackers, and then lets all the magical arts come back without success.

"Is it the church?" Dalton asked in surprise, "they are ambushing the tower messenger?"

"My mentor is back in Bloomnott, don't you know that? He may have to wait a long time to leave, and the collapse of the Six Finger Fort embankment hurts him."

"You should go back with him!"

"I guess the church thinks so too," said Ulier. "This is a pretty shallow trap. It's nothing if you get hit, and it's a bit embarrassing at most."

The night elf frowned, and he soon realized that Urial was not talking to him. It was only thirty yards away from the Black Whale Apartment, and the iron gate in front of the villa was already very clear. The guards guarded the road from left to right. They were fully armed and stood motionless in the afterglow of the sunset.

It was not until Ulier stopped that one of them struggled to pull up his helmet and reveal the face of a foreigner. Eastman is located in southern Aion, where the facial features and appearances are significantly different from those of the north. Ulier has seen foreigners with very distinctive appearances in Bloomnott, many of which have local characteristics, but he is sure that the strange appearance of the attacker was not due to geographical factors.
Chapter completed!