No wonder I didn't find it. Uriel opened his eyes wide in surprise. There was a connection between the "Confessions" and the Book of Vows, which he had already noticed in Ms. Mabel's cottage. But in Stix's study, this connection disappeared, and he thought it was because of a dream... The result was unexpected.

"A roll of crust paper with unknown symbols." Pogat unfolded it, "Is this Alanwo's Bible?"

"It's not like that." Because Uriel promised to help, Anes began to answer everything he said. "It is an ancient sacred relic, which is called the Bible, not owned by Alanwo. The legend records the secret of order."

"Let's test the legend." The Knight swept away the debris.

The parchment roll is easily spread flat on the table, and every rune is shining brightly. The pattern is like a golden thread, full of magnificent mystery. Even if the viewer asserts that it comes from the gods, someone may believe it. Unfortunately, in front of the gods, mysterious creatures are also mortals. Interpreting the secrets of order does not require strength, but knowledge.

"What did it write?" asked Bogat.

"I don't know." Anes replied, "This is the text left by the gods, and only devout believers are qualified to study. This Bible does not belong to the Moon of Brokenness."

The scout knight nodded. "Broken Moon is your god, I have heard of it." His fingers stroked the pattern on the edge. "Aurenia believes in the three gods, and the benefits are now reflected - our corresponding chances are greater. If not, that saint of Cang can also try it."

"Don't bother her." Uriel spoke, keeping calm, he said to himself. This was a dream a thousand years ago. It was nothing strange about the Eastman Kingdom located at the southernmost end of the land of Alanwo, a thousand years ago. It was just a coincidence. It happened... "It was written in the God of Gaia. I know these words."

Pogat raised his eyebrows. "I said, the probability of encountering it is very high. Ulier, what did you say?"

"Is it a poem?" Anes asked anxiously.

I also hope that is a poem. "No." Uriel replied, "It is written: 'Can you start repenting from now on the heavenly ranks that bring about change and pioneering, death and Su Sheng, and the guardians on the heavenly ranks who cut off and repent, in the name of reincarnation, are you willing to start repenting from now on?"

Every time a word is read, the rune disappears. But there is no doubt that it is the volume of vows.

"It doesn't sound like the secret of what order." Pogat frowned, "Repentance? The Watcher on the Heavenly Steps? What does it mean?"

"I don't know." said the apprentice, "It's not a vow. No." He remembered another passage, and at that time he chose to agree. What if I said I was willing? In the reality of a thousand years ago, it was impossible that Uriel found it. He vaguely realized the problem. "Do you want to promise it?"

"Who? This roll of paper?" the Knight looked at him in surprise. "No. Of course not. Why should you swear to something unknown?"

"Is this one of the rules of the Silver Song Knight?"

"Normal people do this, Uriel. Who is your mystery tutor? Didn't he teach you common sense?"

"I'm sure he's taught." Although it's too late. "Just ask. It seems that no one wants to try it, and Sticks didn't agree." Joey was even more impossible. They didn't swear, and Uriel thought to himself, I was the only one.

"Do you think he can't understand the divine text?"

"Who knows? But it's easy to judge." Ulier stuffed the parchment roll on the table into the gap in the wardrobe, leaving only half outside. The water fairy was caught off guard and screamed in surprise, as if the charcoal stuffed into the wardrobe. But this was indeed effective. Suddenly, new words appeared on the parchment paper, and even Ulier did not recognize it this time.

Anes yelled softly. “There are words in the Bible again.”

Uriel reached out to touch his pocket. "What is it?"

"..." A strange silence, the apprentice's sweeping scroll was fiercely hot, almost burning the leather. But he heard nothing. "It still wants me to swear." In addition to this sentence.

What's going on? Uriel was still puzzled, and Pogat pulled out the parchment with interest. "Let's try." He seemed to be chanting something loudly, and the runes on the paper changed again. The apprentice opened his eyes wide, but only saw a blur. "One-sided description." The scout knight commented.

Uriel couldn't hear or see it. It seemed that the dream could not restore the contents of the vows. What he saw before could only belong to Joey, one of the masters of the dream. But just like when he was changing jobs at Frost Leaf Castle, the apprentice couldn't figure out the meaning of the words.

Pogat quickly put away the pampering scroll so that it would not be submerged in many similar species again. Ulier had too many mysteries urgently needed to be solved. Alanwo's water fairy called the Book of Vows the Bible, and Stix was ordered to take it away from a foreign country. He wanted to find a poem... What poem? The only oath written by the Goddess of the Vows was the goddess's hymn? This thing seems to be more than a mysterious object. The water fairy should know the truth, but Aololah did not reveal any strangeness at all... The apprentice could not even be sure that it belonged to the same picture as his own Vows. After all, there are only three known "confessions".

"Anes." Uriel must ask clearly. "What does it mean when you say that Gopher is the creation of the Bible?"

"Her mother died in the Bible." Anes replied, "After getting the Bible, the Alanwo people tried to control it, and they asked my tribe to try to avoid harming themselves. Goffeyer's mother was one of them. We don't know what happened at the beginning." She remained as far away from the parchment as possible. "Styx thought it was a poem, and he made a mistake. This thing was to swear."

It turns out I was not the first one. "Gofeier's mother swore to it." Uriel understood. "And she died?"

"That's it. Get it away! You know that there will be no new tribe born after I die."

She was afraid of it. Pogat put the parchment close to her body. "It's okay as long as you don't agree." He promised.

It's okay to agree, unless they violate the oath. They must force Gofeier's mother to do this so that she can observe the consequences. These Alanwo people, like the sacred wizards, thought unhappily, and all regarded cruelty as ordinary.

However, he had to admit that Joey might be the same at this time. The age of the ancestors was a cruel era, and people worshiped honor and strength, despised life, not to mention the lives of others. Even the forest race of Heather, the god of life, abandoned the original creed, and the exiled old saint was evidence.

The apprentice wanted to continue asking, but the sound of the broken glass stopped him. In the view of the fire, the surging magic flow stirred up a strong wind and shook the leaves all over the ground. The flashing red light flew into the yard. In a moment, the black smoke rose among the flames, and the explosion and heat waves rolled in.

"Chuyuan." Bogat shouted, "They are back!"

Uriel hurriedly drew his sword, waiting for the next wave of attacks to arrive. A burnt smell came from the wind, and a little spark burned the fur piled up in the house, which quickly turned into a fire. "Go downstairs!" He also shouted, "There are fire everywhere here." Seeing the flames spread, he quickly opened the wardrobe and released the water fairy Anesi who kept kicking and knocking out.

"Come with Bogart, or Joey will catch you back." Uriel didn't know how useful the advice was. Anes nodded in horror and went to chase the Silver Song Knight under the stairs. "Let him stay away from the backyard." The apprentice shouted at her back.

The flames burned even more vigorously, and the edges were golden. This was the power of the nameless man, far better than Gunther and bald detective Wittke Shazo. Ulier had seen many nameless man, and knew how to judge the mysterious level of the other party. Sticks' reinforcements were probably of the level of the Necromancer in Four Leaf City. He thought to himself that Newell was the high ring at the beginning. It is said that the nameless man's high is much more powerful than ordinary people, but he has not met it yet.

"The Holy Word Arouses"

The frost spreads on the floor, and the air becomes cold and moist. Uriel retracts the iron sword back into the scabbard and replaces it with the golden sword woven by magic. Otherwise, the former will break at low temperatures in a short while. Joey is not used to the incompatible characteristics of steel and magic, but the white messenger knows it clearly and passes on his experience to his apprentice.

The enemy appears.

The group of five people had a clear division of labor. The archer was placing a red arrow on the sine. The swordsman climbed over the wall under the cover of flames. Uriel saw a pattern of whips on someone's face. She raised her armorless hands, slid her cloak down her shoulders, and whipped her robe in the strong wind.

The magic caused mystery, and the sea of ​​fire suddenly overturned under the guidance of the airflow. The red light covered half of the sky, higher than the roof, and the ground frozen by the cold suddenly burst out with a white mist, and steam hissing. Uriel had to give up the second floor and jump down from the balcony on the side. The archer immediately aimed.

"Back!" Bogat reminded below. Invisible arrows are often more threatening.

The apprentice waved the rune sword behind him, cutting off an iron lock with a spike. A fiery red arrow flashed by, exploded and shattered on the magic barrier. Of course, he could not fall freely without any defense. That was the practice of a young man who had just grasped the sword, and it was not a knight who had been through many battles. Dreams and futures, "Spirit Vision" seemed to be able to compress his entire life within a few months.

When he landed, the iron lock hangs like a snake whose head was cut off, and the sea of ​​fire surging ahead. Uriel took a breath and tasted the burning and heat, because he knew that all this was about to disappear—

The pale wind blew across the courtyard.

"If I hadn't known you long ago, Uriel, I would have believed that even people like Joey would have fellow disciples." Pogat waved away the mist and looked at the cold frost and snow garden in front of him. As the clouds and smoke swept, the walls and wells were revealed again, and the people running in the center were lifelike. Even the ash trees that were ignited by fire and almost coke seemed to have gained a new life, although at most it could only be like this. "Are you the same profession? He has indeed been in the temple."

"No. To be honest, Mr. Pogat, the reasons are quite complicated... You can think so."
Chapter completed!