"What happened in the auditorium?"

"You didn't go see it later?"

"I searched carefully and found the magic seeds of parchment and the Saint. Thanks to your ice cubes." Uriel said angrily, "If I hadn't been chased by lightning all the way, I would have missed important clues. Your magic did not freeze the storm."

"That woman Chuyuan escaped?"

"Take her kind together. Your little goal is completed."

"They escaped very quickly." After putting down the badge, Joey's eyes became threatening again. Uriel turned his head and refused to look at him. "Rego handed the paper to Villonca? Or Bernald?"

I really don't know how he will react if I take out the scroll of vows now. "Rego can't decide where the spoils go, because I gave it to Pogat. I think you trust him more."

"Rego is a newcomer, and he is also the Prince's spy. He monitors everyone."

"What about you? Who did McAdam send you to monitor? Bernard Sterling?" Uriel said sharply.

"The madman must be watched."

A madman who will become the "second truth" of the saint in the future. Uriel stared at the snow. To be honest, Bernard was not suffering from illness. His unique ideas and profound attainments in mysticism. These are the common qualities of great wizards...including endless spirit of exploration. Compared to those who have completely lost their minds, Bernard still retains respect for the law and morality - this is beyond doubt. Now the apprentice has understood that his blasphemy and use of corpses is not a pure desire for exploration, but the laws of his ancestors themselves are different from those of later generations. The wizard Sterling is an orthodox wizard, and his experimental content is not a secret in the mercury church.

Du Yilin knew what he was doing. It seemed that Chloita was the same. The tower female messenger's arrogant attitude was not close to, but she was the closest person Uriel had ever seen in his dream to the mysterious realm of later generations. If the apprentice had not lived in the world of appearance since childhood, he might only respect this senior.

From this point of view, Joey is an alien. "I guess you are not referring to what he did to Chuyuan."

"But you care a lot, missionary."

That's why you provoked me to target Sterling Urial, thinking that he knew that Duelin and I were different, and were not as a spy of Veronka like Rego. After Joey noticed the apprentice's bottom line, he pushed him to the opposite side of the wizard with almost no effort. He used me to solve Stix because it was quite serious than protecting Bernard and the basement.

"Either the origin or the mortals are all flesh and blood. Criminals deserve punishment, but simple cruelty will not make people repent, but will only lead to revenge." "The curtain of dusk" raided the manor, rescued all the prisoners, and let the Saint Parsul of Celestials go away. "Revenge not only takes away what you get, but also plunders the original ones. When you compete with Stiana Synesbury, I met Chilang."

"who?"

"The companion of the water fairy Anes. You really don't remember? They were dragged back by Duilin with Jayne Hesse. I ran into him on the spiral ladder because a certain Silver Song Knight chased him from top to bottom."

Joey said nothing.

"Pogat had already left the castle with Duyilin and moved to the backyard. Chiron recognized you and knew your plans. The Silver Song Knight who was chasing him was Rego, who brought the Saint back to the auditorium. I don't know what he had intended-"

"What can the spy have for the purpose?" the instructor interrupted.

"Bernald's experiment is not a secret, but it is not well known. Perhaps something involved is not so legitimate. At least the 'winner' will not support it."

"The prince supports McAdam. You have seen them, in Mortus." His eyes still stabbed even if he avoided them. "You always remember, right?"

"It's not me to mention this first." Uriel muttered, "No matter what, you are free now. Stiana failed to kill Bernard, you left her seriously injured." So Sterling lived a thousand years later...or the wizard also had his own means. "Rego killed a Zhongyuan, but this does not mean that he had made contributions in the attack. Pogat sent him back to Marantino to report the truth."

"How long has he been away?"

I also want to know. Uriel wants to look up at the moon in the sky, but unfortunately the snow is too strong and the night sky is blurred. "I guess it's been three months. The Castle City does not snow in the Fire Moon. If you go back in time, you may just encounter reinforcements sent back."

"Reinforcements? Do you think I don't know why Rego is going back?"

"The judicial organ will give him the ruling he deserves. Rego violated the order, causing the Saint to disappear. However, His Highness the Prince will defend him, and there will be no serious punishment in the end." After all, as a spy, Rego did complete the task. "No need to say, someone will come to you. What happened in the auditorium?"

"You seem to have known it for a long time."

Uriel could not deny it. "The Saint was there when you compete with Stiana. Before that, Rego tracked Chiron and I attracted Stiana's attention. If Parsul wanted to escape, she would not be in the auditorium at that time."

"What do you want to ask? Why should I let her go?"

"She convinced you, Joey. Maybe I just want to know how she did it."

"Maybe Heather is more useful than your god." Joey glanced back mockingly, "You are like a ghost, missionary. Why not confess why you are here? I'm curious who you would choose as your travel companion, Anes? Don't be Gaia."

"I don't have accomplices, and it's not up to information to find you. Meeting is purely coincidental, at least I am like this. To be honest, Joey, what do I have to doubt about? Have I betrayed you? What has happened to you?" Uriel couldn't help asking, "Or, you have been McAdam's Nightingale for too long and can't trust others?" In that case, why did the mentor walk with the Saint? She should have stayed safely in Mortus and stayed away from the power struggle of Aurenia.

A strong wind swept away all the snow, and the tree house swayed slightly. Joey lowered his head and avoided a piece of dead branches flying in. It hit the eaves and broke into pieces. "You are not qualified to blame me, the missionary. You understand nothing. You are not...anomal."

"Alien?" Uriel repeated.

"No value. No trouble! Do you understand? Go to the gods and gods, idiots. The temple doesn't care about you, the nobles disdain you... You have many ways to choose, you are free and you have a choice, but don't come here!"

In this dream, the apprentice is just an optional traveler, and the ancestors certainly will not pay attention to him. However, Joey is different. He is Mortus' sinner, the Silver Song Knight of the Church, or the dagger of Emperor McAdam. As early as a thousand years ago, he was already in the vortex of power.

"Maybe you are right." Uriel whispered, "but you also have a new path, Joey. If you leave Aurenia, you will not be the Silver Song Knight, the Saint...Parsur is not the Saint of the Celestial Forest. Without you, the world will not be destroyed. I just want to solve my questions and don't care where you are." Strangely, the apprentice felt sad when he said it. This emotion was incompatible with his will, and he had to experience it carefully.

Joey looked at him. "Question?"

"It's just a little problem. What conflicts do you have with Bernard? Don't say you can't stand him." The future White Envoy might be like this, but Joey is different. He has done something more extraordinary. If the Knights of the Silver Songs were not stopped, the entire Mortus would have been burned by him. It is a fool to talk about moral cultivation with the former leader of the freeman, and Uriel knew it clearly.

"Sterling is like a businessman. When you pay the price, he returns with strength. But no matter how much he pays, he will eventually get nothing. His goal is completely delusional. Truth will not be his client."

"His goal?" Uriel didn't understand. The tutor's fault has not been changed for a thousand years.

"Parsur thinks he wants to create a second class for the mysterious creature."

"It seems to be the orthodox subject of the wizard." Uriel touched his chin, "Don't you like it?"

"What the madman wants to do has nothing to do with me. I didn't say this, you have to ask. To be honest, I would rather tear open his forehead and see if there is air inside. People with something in their mind will never waste time on it."

"So, do you believe that Sterling's experiment will not be successful?" He didn't need to say the answer. In later generations, I never heard of mysterious creatures with dual professions, and the magic of the Scroll of Vows is basically the same profession.

"I don't know the truth of the experiment." As a facilitator, the instructor actually said. "Sterling's experiment does not require explaining the principles to people. Witchcraft is completely different from my magic. But Sterling needs Parsul, who brings knowledge of the forest."

"So you're going to drive her away?"

Joey didn't answer. He agreed.

It seems that this is the small conspiracy that happened on the day of the attack, and both Rego and I were exploited by him. Uriel realized that he was actually not prepared for the mentor. "If you are willing to speak, things will not be so troublesome. The Saint is eager to leave the empire."

"Be vigilant when you go out. Missionaries. You are not a 'victor' after all."

"Then why are you with her?"

"The end of silence is death." This answer was not the question. Joey's expression was not obvious. "You will understand after staying in the mountains for three months."

It makes sense. The ice and snow jungle is a pale hell, and Uriel doesn't want to endure the cold alone. Every word written by Sorren in Eastman's glitter forest made him feel friendly. No wonder even Joey was changed. I'm afraid that in the huge forest, he could no longer hear people except Parsul, who was walking with him.

"Is it an unforgettable day? I really feel sad for the Saint." As long as the instructor spoke, the monotonous sound of wind and snow seemed beautiful. "You will not go back to Aurenia, I can see that, but walking south is not a good idea, and the north is better. There is a desert there and the climate is hot, and your fellow travelers will fall in love with you."

"What are you doing? I'm not cold."

Uriel raised his eyebrows. "It doesn't matter... Forget it. If someone asks me a question, I will learn from you to cause some trouble for them. The world is so big, it's not easy to find you. But in some aspects, I won't be like you. What's the difficulty of saying something? I'll say now." I don't know if it's an illusion, the wind and snow seem to have become smaller. He stopped. "I hope you don't regret it. Joey, you don't understand, but I really hope. Gods bless you."
Chapter completed!