"Skraguk?" Cadel repeated, "Where is that?"

"A neutral country, probably near Favtanna." The priest's geography was obviously richer than anyone here. "There was originally a vassal state of the Silence School, and it was declared neutral after the Battle of the Saints."

Lemons had no impression of it. There were countries of all sizes on Pinia Io, including the Kingdom Empire of Humanity and the Kingdom of Other Races. Favtanna was the Kingdom of the Fog Elf, and one of the seven mysterious fulcrums. The tower was still the mysterious fulcrum of human beings at least, while Favtanna was a completely alien world and had no place for human beings. After the Moon God of Broken Descend, these Fog Elf even arrogantly condemned the Glorious Parliament for blaspheming their ancestral land, as if losing the fault of the Paladin.

Skraguk is located near Favtanner, and perhaps that's why it is now a neutral country. Favtanner and the Silent School are not winners of the Battle of Saints, even the Glorious Parliament... The Crown of the Representative is the spokesperson of the goddess, but the goddess did not let the camps of order fight each other. The neutral country is better, and White makes the foreign ministers really hell. Lemons hopes that this mission will not cause another massacre or war, so that even the justice side will not argue.

"Is he telling the truth?" Yalikshia continued to question, "It is better to use the Truth Potion to test it. How can the poacher know where a harp witch is going?"

"You are right, sir," said Cader, "but we have no right to interrogate the Count's prisoner. Of course, if permission is obtained..."

No one opposed this idea, so Lemons had to speak in person. "Forget it, he has no reason to speak nonsense. Sometimes torture is better than mysterious means, so why waste potions on the other party?" In fact, the news Lemons found was not much the same as the count's words. The "poacher" also looked more like an errand runner than a hunter. If someone often rode a horse, some of the characteristics were still very obvious. The guy in the dungeon did not have these characteristics.

It is no problem to question the criminal lying, but the ruling of the lord is different. So he told Kagat Talanitas the identity of the witch and expressed his intention to leave the place urgently. This is contrary to the teachings of Goddess Lucia, but the noble Bres is managed by the royal family and if he wants to execute justice, he has to go around in circles. Next, it depends on luck. If Magdalena still remembers such a person, the unlucky guy can save his life. Now Lemons doesn't care about the holidays between the local lord and the witch, he just wants to find someone.

The journey of the Rail Ladder is no more than raiding in plains or deserts. Without monsters, or blocking the road, Lemons felt a little bored. After arriving at the destination, he suddenly remembered to report the progress of the mission to the Holy City, but Arabella said she had reported it.

"Still find her, sir." The goddess's chief relayed the order, "bring her back to Zangwell. Oh, and emphasized that the faster the better."

Lemons could only do his best. To be honest, it was a piece of cake to let him carry Durandal and lead the Knights to clear out monsters and demons, and searching for witches is not the case. If a witch wants to hide himself, then the clues they finally got from the Black City dungeon would be equal to not. It is said that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Tower intervened in the Gulf War with the excuse of searching for apprentices and forced the royal family to mobilize their forces to find people for them. No matter how efficient it is, I would never do that.

Unexpectedly, someone knew their current predicament better than him. Just as Lemons was about to set off, a woman who claimed to be Magdalena took the initiative to find the Paladin. This was indeed the fastest way.

The witch, who received the White Prophecy earlier than the Tower, wore a elven-style dark purple dress and a lace lace that turned outwards on the bottom of the hoop, looked like a sprouted round onion. However, the strange costumes could not hide her predictive power. The honorary member of the Glorious Council had known that the Paladins would come to Skraguk, so he dressed herself four hours in advance. Although it was difficult for Lemons to praise her taste against his will, this patience was breathtaking.

"Master Siodor." Magdalena greeted her suitcase, most of her belongings. "Durandal has changed his master. Is Edge reluctant to hand it over to you?"

"The teacher ordered me to continue the glory of the Holy Sword."

"There is no doubt that glory is not all in one. You young people are so enviable that they can have a beautiful vision for the future." Is she ridiculed me? Lemons doesn't know whether the harp witch has the ability to see through the human heart. The witch is very mysterious and powerful, no matter which branch it is.

As she pleases, he really has no secrets at the moment. "We need to go back to Brestattic first, and the Archbishop is still waiting for our news."

"I suggest going back to Zangwell directly."

Arabella asked: "Will something happen in the Holy City?"

"Holy City? It's very good there."

"It is indeed possible to go back to the Holy City directly." Lemons interrupted them, "but we must go back to Black City first, Lord Magdalena, this is a necessary link."

"You will arrange our itinerary, Lord Paladin." The witch did not object.

Time was spent on a journey back and forth, and there was still no accident. They spent the night in a castle along the way. Yaliksia found him alone, trying to find out how to confirm Magdalena's identity.

"Prophecy sometimes does not rely on mystery, talent is the most important thing." Lemons told her, "The power of the harp witch communicates with fate is second. Lord Magdalena recognizes Durandal, and the Holy Sword is also familiar with her."

"Will she give us another prophetic dream?"

"No one knows, except herself." Lemons doesn't want this. Prophecy dreams are dangerous, and they are often not dangerous for one person or an organization. Knox's order has been peaceful for a hundred years. Who would want war and disasters? "Go to rest quickly. After escorting Magdalena back to the Holy City, countless monsters are waiting for us at the border."

"We should find the source of the monster movement. They have no reason to run out of their territory collectively and then rush to the city to die."

"That's right, so I have to resist the attack before Lord Magdalena finds it." It is not difficult to guess the significance behind the council orders. The Paladin did not need to consider these, but the Paladin could not help but think. They were indeed the swords of the Holy Inquisition, but Lemons hoped that Durandal's blade would stay away from the innocent.

"Let's go together." She pulled her face away and kissed him. Alykshia, his dear partner, finally got the answer to sleep peacefully. Lemons will watch over her until the Broken Moon passes through the stars.

He was not alone, and the paladins were on duty. The subtle sounds made his sleeping companions feel at ease. But Lemons felt lonely because of the witch. I was originally one of them. Arabella was distressed by the identity of a walker apprentice, which was completely childish. The difficulties she had to face were far more than incompatible with other priests.

There was someone he hadn't expected to be awake, too. "Magdalena, did you convince me to change the schedule?" He didn't look back.

The broken moon reflects the shadow of the witch.

"Wrong. I have no reason to convince you. The guidance given to me by the harp is vague unless I cross the path of death."

"You got the prophecy of the White, and predicted the disaster of the undead," Lemons said. "Is there anything big going on in Knox? I hope you will give me some advice, at least to make me a little prepared."

"Tell you the truth, I know nothing. Your goddess didn't say a word."

Lemons frowned. "Don't know?"

"My prophecy is a glimpse of a dream, not a clear reflection of fate. If I knew every disaster of Knox, I would be the prophet of the tower, not the poor honorary MP." Magdalena answered bluntly, stretched out her hand to lift her skirt. This action suddenly gave her a moment of youthful charm. Magdalena was a mysterious creature of the White Envoy, and now she is at least over 200 years old.

She retreated a little, hiding in the shadows. "But I can provide some clues about other small things, such as the monsters that plague Sodria...and the White Night War."

"Isn't the White Night War over?"

"Oh, I mean the Silence School. The Abyss of Ethereal directly flattened the island occupied by Prince Drablai. This was the first time that a mysterious fulcrum had been launched for this scale of ritual magic after the Battle of the Saints. The wizards were indeed decisive."

"Easman is a place of turmoil, and the issues involving order and safety must be solved thoroughly." The Glorious Council also led the gods of the Broken Moon in the ice land, but that was a battle within order and had no big impact on Knox.

"What if the problems you are facing cannot be solved by order?"

"What's the meaning?"

Magdalena ignored his question. "Then people have to find another way out. The mysterious realm is not all in the world. Knox and the mortals... and the end of our faith. The parliament restarted the Moon Festival, the tower pursued the phantoms of history, and the alliance of the Oathkeepers even launched a civil war. Isn't these enough to explain the problem?"

Somehow, Lemons felt his shirt sucked on his back by cold sweat, and the moonlight was like the cold wind on Angma Snow Peak, illuminating his back. "Is this a prophecy?"

"Of course not." Magdalena said, "this is my last words. Tell the agent that I can no longer help him with guidance, whether it is Lucia or Otto. The real messenger will come from the unexplored land with the message of death and rebirth... The Broken Moon will no longer come. If you still have a little contractual spirit, follow my wishes and burn my body to ashes."
Chapter completed!