A light flashed in front of his eyes, and Uriel staggered and quickly grabbed the balcony.

But although the mistake did not allow him to fall from a high place, he let a broken brick and sand fall into the gutter. When you make a sound, you cannot expect others to not pay attention. The cross knight twisted his horse and raised his head. Suddenly, they met with their eyes. This was done.

"Above!" the man shouted, "Catch him!"

The sound penetrated the streets. He would probably wake up all the Cross Knights in the city. Uriel thought and let go, and fell head-on into the window. Then, the sound of arrows hitting the wall followed.

He lay down on the spot and gasped, his eyes lit up, and his ears could only instinctively distinguish the footsteps that sounded downstairs. Three or four people, could Chengdu come in? Will the Cross Knight make such a mistake? Or are these people just local hiring troops?

But the archers will never come in. You don’t need to worry that they give up their fine terrain and follow the footsteps quietly like an assassin, and touch the building under the cover of the sound of striking everywhere. The apprentice recited the teaching scriptures silently, then jumped up and turned out of the balcony.

"Sanctuary"

The arrows were lost and Uriel could only see a large piece of gray feathers, which swarmed over, and were extremely enthusiastic, making it difficult for living people to absorb. His runes kept flashing, extracting the last bit of magic, and finally blocking the hug of death.

The apprentice fell heavily in the yard and hissed instinctively. His wound hurts and his head hurts even more. Every sound around him seemed to be yelling in his ears, making a lot of annoyance, even himself is no exception.

At the same time, the archers hesitated to put down their weapons, and the knight shouted loudly, but he heard someone question it. It seemed that besides the Antoros, the Gaia monks of Bres had not yet understood the differences within the church. A glimmer of hope...

He didn't know how long he had been in a state of confusion, but suddenly a spear came, and the apprentice rolled subconsciously and stayed away from the weapon. The severe pain taught him to wake up suddenly. Uriel held his knees and avoided the second strike. The spear was stuck in the branches and could not move, so the knight pulled out his sword. He staggered to the back of the tree, and heard the short branch slapped on the other party's helmet with a "wow" sound, and turned around to hide from another tree.

The other party was indeed deceived and circled around the place. The gods blessed him, there was such a dense forest of pine trees in the black city, which was lush in the frost moon. The Cross Knight had to curse and dismount, while Uriel fled deeper. Not long after, their rapid sound was left behind by the apprentice.

But whether they were really thrown away was nowhere to be sure of the apprentice. In fact, he had too many things to be sure of! How fresh, he thought in a mess, "Don't I think I'm mastering the future?" I think I'm clear about right and wrong, and I think I'm familiar with the teachings of the goddess in my heart? No, no! Eliminate distractions, it's time to face reality, these overlapping, distorted, bloody real creatures...

He slowed down and looked for directions.

Looking at the suppressed black world, the shadows of the tree swayed in the night, and the stars were gone. The air was so heavy that he had to breathe hard. Ulier found a stone fern, and he grabbed its branches, like holding a boat oar, and leaning on it to pass through the forest. I didn't plan to stay, Ulier told himself that I had to move forward. In fact, he felt that the woods seemed to be looking for an excuse to trap him. The apprentice took out the compass made by the locals, but it failed to survive the battle, leaving only fragments.

If I move forward now, Uriel thought, I have half the chance of falling into the trap and going to the encirclement of the Cross Knights. But if I go backward, the probability is undoubtedly 100%. This funny thought slightly relieved the pain, and he climbed up the slope, hoping that he would seem less helpless at this moment.

『Go to the south』

"Who?" He turned his head vigilantly, but behind him there were only pine needles and snow. Hallucinations. But that's the case. There is unlikely that there will be audiences in this place. Ulier knew that he had lost too much blood and the wound was not treated in time...

The sound of "Go to the South" has aggravated.

Uriel shook for a moment and grabbed the tree trunk. A strange feeling suddenly surged from the depths of memory, as if a pine needle was pierced into his palm. This could not be true, he thought.

He remembers the sound.

"Go to the south"

As if power was pouring into his limbs, Uriel stood up suddenly and stumbled into the dense forest. The branches scratched their shoulders and chest, and he was unaware of it. The wound was numb in the coldness of the night wind, and even the pain was no longer obvious. He gasped violently until he coughed, but he still did not stop.

"Parsur?" he finally shouted, "Is it you? What's going on?"

There was no response. The pine forest was rustling, and the shadows were dormant, which made people unable to distinguish the world. This was the Black City, Uriel thought to himself, Mortus. The place she stayed for the longest after abdicating, even if she didn't love it. Could it be that what she saw in her dream was just Qiao Yin's wishful thinking? She spent the rest of her life here, and her soul returned to the forest? "Parsur! Answer me." I need you. "Parsur?"

The woods were silent.

Her soul seemed to be unheard, and Uriel could only catch his echo. He closed his eyes and felt the blood gradually cool down. What am I doing?

The apprentice observed the surroundings again. The pine forest was built in the city and the scope was not wide. He could have searched carefully to find a way out to avoid the pursuit of the Cross Knights. In fact, he was already very close to the boundary. The light of the moon was passed between the needles, creating more fusion shadows, and even magic was gradually accumulated. Uriel spitted out a white mist like an arrow to see it blown away by the wind.

I just thought of her, and the apprentices thought to themselves, and they asked themselves, I wanted to see her. Sometimes he felt that her soul was right next to her, as close as Qiao Yin, and the lies woven by this strong emotion could not be detected by the scroll of vows. I hope she could guide me at this moment, just like...

Uriel stopped. When was the first time he heard the sound? He thought. The long dream of "Confessions" or the moon ceremony of Kamaria? He vaguely felt that the answer was earlier.

Before he embarks on the mysterious path.

...

"You asked the locals to chase after them? The locals? Do you know that he would also use magic skills!"

"It's heresy..."

"What do these monks in remote areas understand? Well? They will only see you! You fool, you want them to act against each other. Isn't it?"

"I just..."

"I've had enough!" Shania's irritable voice hit her eardrums. "If we had come and give it back, we would have caught him long ago. What's the use of saying this now?"

"It's a dereliction of duty. But you, we..."

"Let me guess." The Law Wizard interrupted, "You won't say that even the mortal thing is done?"

"He refused to help and even asked us to inform the Paladin's whereabouts. I had to send someone to send him back to the castle, Lord."

"Send people back?"

"The other party is the local lord, sir. We have no right..." The Cross Knight replied in a low voice, but then there was a petal.

The gardener's plants surged out loud: "Don't you understand my orders?" The law wizard said with a high tone and furious tone. "Kagat Talanitas is just a mortal, and his only value is his identity. If you hold him in your hands, your words are equivalent to his orders, and the detection station dare not question it... But you actually put the person back! Put it back! Tell me, whose idea is this?"

"I am deeply sorry for my humble duty, Your Excellency."

"Your apologies are like farts. Humph, now Kagat has shown up publicly, and it will probably cause trouble when he catches someone. I hope he dies on the road."

"But, sir, we have sent someone to escort the Lord."

“…”

The apprentice couldn't help laughing. It was conceivable that the pure school wizard like Shania could only encounter a wall before the monk's values. It was soon foreseeable that she would lose the help of the locals and become an unpopular guy on the wanted order. If she came to Mons to make room for her, the minions of the Silent School would not have the opportunity to go out to search again, and he had a chance to breathe.

Perhaps it is also the time when I can really move freely.

He still held back his smile. The ending was not decided, and I don't know who could laugh to the end. Uriel didn't want to turn back and laugh at himself, let alone be ridiculed by others - Eunuch Shania and Rosan - the law wizards. Besides, he is in a difficult situation now, but he is far worse than the wizards of the school. Should I find a clinic. Why should I come back here?

The apprentice looked up and looked around.

The backyard was empty and there were only weeds, the ground was covered with gray and yellow, and the surrounding streets were silent. Intimidated by the war breaking out in the city, people closed their doors and pretended to be deaf and dumb, and even distanced themselves from the ominous ghost mansion to avoid causing trouble. Their approach was very wise and indirectly helped the apprentice.

Or, I should go to Tikapo and Nemu. As he walked out of the room, he thought, I should help them hold a ceremony, or seek asylum from the local Lucia Church. The latter was what the Paladin Head Laimon hoped to see, and neither had to worry about the apprentice's secrets nor would cause diplomatic problems. I should even look for the remnants of "steel and fire" to prevent them from burning, killing, looting, and revenge... I should! After all, these things were not his original intention of coming here. No. shouldn't be worried about me, right?

Uriel walked straight into Dela Sensena's room. The soul secret drawings of the psychic on the floor were as bright as before, and her luggage was piled up in the corner and scattered. At that time, she was looking for books or some research materials, but she finally found a address book.

He looked around and picked up books on the ground. The apprentice was not a fool. He knew that solving problems required to be eradicated from the places where problems arose, and these places often had answers. However, he didn't have much time and would rather ask the other party directly. "Ms. Ech? Are you there?"

A slight sound came from the attic, and Ulier regarded it as a response. But he suddenly caught a glimpse of the cover of the book, and a wave of uncontrollable curiosity immediately made him stop all his movements. At the same time, the sound of the attic disappeared, as if it was just a wind blowing the glass. Ulier completely abandoned the idea of ​​going upstairs to explore.

"Analysis of the direction of the soul profession"

By Dela Sensena, the psychic actually published a mysterious book! Uriel subconsciously opened it - what can't be read in the publication? He also accepted the money for the supplementary book, just as he bought one - but he flipped it a little and many envelopes fell out of it.

There is an envelope covered with a silver-white cross.

Uriel picked up these "bookmarks". There were six letters in total. The moment he saw the marks, he almost immediately opened them, but they were also the goddess' marks, which stopped him at the critical moment. The letters and books were very different. The apprentice recalled the consequences of the last time she opened the letters privately, and about the Nightingale and the Monk... she did not open the seal.

He began to observe them. The three letters came from the same address, and the handwriting of the sender was very old, probably a long time ago. One letter came from Moniontoros, but the letter was sent back by Dela, but the other party failed to receive it, so the church sent the letter back. The instructions were written on the surface of the letter and stamped as evidence.

The other two letters have no names, only the receiving address says "Dra Sinsena" and "Rumbrella 11776". The paper material distinguishes the place where they send it. The former is new and soft, and seems to be handed to Dera within a few days, while the latter is a blue envelope the size of a palm, with sloppy texts as if from an apprentice who can write. He twisted the paper and found that it was not only thin and fragile, but also had fine grainy bumps at the seal.

Uriel brought the blue envelope in front of him and smelled a pungent smell. This seemed to be the residue of inferior gel wax. It is conceivable that when the psychic opened the envelope, even if she was very careful, she would not help but crush the condensed wax.

Whose letter is this? A doubt first arose in his heart. What is it written in it? Obviously this is the second one.

It is imminent to crack them. Uriel temporarily put down his plans to explore the secrets of the soul and find ghosts, and instead opened the collection of Della's books: three personal notes, a stack of picture albums of unknown significance, two "Symbols of Relics" and two "Relics Symbols Appreciation", a collection of hymns that celebrate unknown gods, "Chapter of Inspiration", and two story books "Biography of the Witch of the Inverted Tower" and "Old Things in the Cold Land".

He first picked up the notes, shook gently, and a pile of paper stickers flew out of the book pages like snowflakes, all of which were added to Della. Then there were professional books, with a page of address book inside. The seeds marked the words "The 99th Anniversary of the Imperial College Graduate Celebration, Pocket Lecture", and made a fork behind them. Ulier guessed that she tried to cultivate after obtaining the seeds, but the pansy did not bloom. It was probably because there was a problem with the seeds, and the other party had never thought about contacting her.

The cover of the hymn collection was locked, and judging by the thickness, there was no stuff in it. The final story book was unique, and Uriel poured out many strange letters, a blue envelope, and two schedules.

He picked them up one by one and observed the surface. The categories of letters are not difficult to distinguish. Obviously, when Miss Psychic saves the letters, she only clamps into the pages according to the relevance of the content. Judging from this, the contents of the first few letters may be inseparable from the profession of the soul.

But Uriel found another blue letter in the "Biography of the Witch of the Inverted Tower". Could it be that she misplaced it? Or should the content of this type of letter be placed in different books through refinement? Uriel considered the relationship between the two books and expanded the schedule in his hand.

At this time, he discovered a familiar name.

『…On the sixth day of the week, Magdalaina went to the mansion, but did not enter it.』

"In the early morning of the next day, I noticed the survival traces of the brown elves and confirmed their existence..."

『…It has been discovered that Ms. Magdalina’s residence has lost its traces…』

The rest of the text records some trivial matters, but all are related to Magdalena. He finally confirmed that the name refers to the witch, the honorary cardinal of the Holy Glorious Council, the Great Prophet, and the harp witch who obtained the White Prophecy.

"You have investigated her whereabouts." Uriel couldn't help but whisper, "Why?"

He looked at the two blue letters again and hesitated whether to open them. Finally, the apprentice looked away and focused on the two books that collected the letters separately.

"Analysis of the direction of the soul profession"

"Biography of the Witch of the Inverted Tower"

Dela Sinsena Ulier thought to himself. A rare psychic who does not belong to any mysterious fulcrum makes a living by passing messages to the souls of the dead. He vaguely guessed her purpose. After all, people will consider their future.

She wanted to change jobs to be a witch... but what should I do? Ulier has never seen a mysterious creature that can give up the path she has chosen and go on another path. It is even more impossible to have a dual profession, because mortals only have one soul and a handful of firewood, which is absolutely impossible.

Maybe this was just an experiment. The apprentice had fumbled out a reply with a cross stamp. She thought about contacting the Silent School, but the letter was returned halfway.

However, she still found a law wizard, "theologian" Rosan Toslin, who were involved in the secret of the soul...or perhaps this happened before the letter was sent. In any case, Uriel could not be sure of it.

He quickly searched for the record and finally found the date at the corner of the blue envelope. "The Year of the Light." Two years ago. "It happened to be the last day."

This is the latter letter sandwiched in the "Biography of the Witch of the Inverted Tower". Uriel realized that Dera had originally come to the Compass Highland with hope, hoping to find the harp witch Magdalena, but the latter had actually left her residence. She left in the year of the lamp, and the last place she arrived was Black City under the Compass Highland, and the specific location was this ghost mansion.

She must have chased after her, but there was no target in the mansion. Magdalena had long left, and the nightingale of the parliament proved that she had gone to Skraguk, a neutral country close to the Silence School and Favtanner.

No matter what happened in the past two years, Uriel thought to himself that Magdalaina died not long ago, but Dera returned to the mansion.

Because of the soul secret? Because of the ghost here? Or, the witch Magdalaina?

Urial's back felt a stinging pain. He woke up from his meditation, feeling dizzy, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the wound on his back. Because of his magic, he failed to heal the wound completely. Now they were hot and swelling, and a sense of existence kept coming. He finally realized that he could no longer concentrate, analyze, guess, and think, everything was impossible.
To be continued...