The guards outside the door were obviously taken aback, and subconsciously snapped and stood up straight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The courtyard outside the info north tower is so white that the midday sun makes it impossible to open your eyes. Filly had wanted to breathe, but he was even more anxious by the heat and the guards' anxious gazes, so he could only close the door again.

The moment the fingertips were about to leave the wooden door, it was as if a faint electric current flashed.

Fili frowned, looked down at his slightly numb fingers, then at the black iron pattern on the wooden door, and reached out to touch it suspiciously.

The black iron was so hot from the sun that even the part facing the room was much warmer than the human body temperature - but that was it.

Scott watched thoughtfully as he groped around a door, saying nothing.

Before the paladin could find anything useful, the wooden door was knocked twice and pushed inward.

At the sight of Fili standing by the door with a strange expression, Bas Marshall was unconsciously stunned.

"I'm sorry. He waved the guards away, "delayed by some trivial matters." ”

Fili nodded nonchalantly, the little anger that had been piling up had disappeared from the inexplicable moment just now.

He stepped back and let the two latecomers walk into the shaded room. Nick Stallbel, who followed Marshall, was no longer dressed as a squire, but more like a retinue.

That's better for him. The mage was a tall, thin man with a slightly pointed chin and few wrinkles on his face, but he looked inexplicably old, and his drooping eyes made him look very serious...... There is also a trace of indescribable sorrow, but when he stares at people with those gray eyes that seem to be able to see through everything, it makes people involuntarily nervous.

From the moment they walked in, Scott just sat there with a big grin, neither getting up to greet him nor saying hello.

There's really no need for him to be so arrogant and disgusting...... Especially when cooperation is required.

Fili didn't know what he was up to, so he simply crossed his arms and stood aside - he wasn't the protagonist of this meeting. He had already said to Marshall, and now that they were here, he probably wouldn't turn around and leave because of Scott's arrogance.

"I've heard you've been able to find the manipulators behind those rituals. Scott looked directly at the mage and asked bluntly, "What do you want to do?"

"What can I do?" Stobel asked calmly, spreading his hands, "I'm a mage. Tracing the origin of a spell is not that easy...... But it's not impossible. ”

"'Tracing the source of the spell'. Scott sneered and repeated, "What source do you want to trace back to in the temple of the god of water?"

Stormbell glanced at Fili.

They approached Fili in the hope of entering the Temple of the Water God with Fili's help...... Although Fili's answer to them was, "I belong to the goddess, but I no longer belong to the temple." ”

He didn't agree, but the mage didn't give up. What he wanted to do was clearly not something that the priests and paladins of the temple would allow - and definitely not Shaun Frecher.

"It's not just the Temple of Water. Retracting his gaze, Stobel replied calmly, "All the marked places in this city are worth trying." ”

He didn't explain what the mark was...... It was as if he knew he didn't need an explanation.

"We've been to a few other places. Earl Hereford, who had been ignored for a while, spoke calmly, "But not much to gain." ”

"So, what makes you think you're going to be rewarded at the Temple of Water?" asked Scott unceremoniously.

“...... Because that's where the Sage Felicity Amber chose. Stormbell replied, his gray eyes sharpened in Scott's aggressive questioning, "More than a hundred years ago, the Stone Shaper and she searched for the city's secrets...... Knowing that darkness was coming, she would not allow the knights of the water god to intervene in the royal battle for no reason, leave Collins, and build a temple here—"

"So what?" Scott interrupted, his expression not changing much even when he heard Felicity's name, "You should be aware that the ceremony that has taken place ...... Not at all where it was marked. ”

"It is likely that the only intact altar remains in the temple of the god of water. Stobel insisted that he finish his words, "not destroyed, not distorted...... It wasn't used just because it was too well guarded. As long as you can find it......"

He didn't say any more. His eyes were eager but not greedy, as if convinced that his insistence was infallible.

Scott looked at him and was silent for a long time.

“...... All right. He said, "I'll let you into that altar." Well, I'll give you a better chance. ”

The faint surprise on Stobel's face quickly turned into confusion: "What?"

"Another ceremony. Scott said bluntly, "I don't know much about spells, but I do know that it's easier to trace the source of power when casting spells. ”

“...... It's really easier. Stobel's face was visibly gloomy, "but it's also more dangerous...... You want to use yourself as bait?"

He guessed it right away.

"Can't you do that?" asked Scott rhetorically.

Stobel looked at him for a long time, and gradually regained his composure.

"When?" he asked.

"You'll know. Scott replied, finally with a smile on his face.

The meeting ended much sooner than Filly had expected. When Marshall, who had only spoken two words from beginning to end, said a polite farewell and disappeared into the blazing sun with Stobel, Filly leaned against the door, looked back at Scott, and stopped talking.

He had so many questions that he didn't know where to start.

Felicity - the name churned in his heart, but he couldn't get out of it, as if it would be associated with a lot of things once it was spoken...... Many of the things he cherished were reduced to pieces together.

"I was told you believed that mage...... Or what great stone shaper is better than Felicity. Scott saw through his confusion at a glance.

Filly shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Do you really know where that altar is?" he asked.

"I don't know. Scott replied crisply, "But Sean must know." ”

“...... And you think he'll tell you?"

"Why not?" asked Scott, rhetorically, "if I could give it to him...... Something he wants. ”

He stood up, walked to the wall, and before Filly could ask the next question, he suddenly pulled out the short knife at his waist and stabbed it hard against the wall.

. (To be continued.) )