Borena arrived at the temple before dawn with a heavy heart, but not surprised.

"Demons would never let go of such a formidable foe easily - he knew them and could even fool them in what they did best. I fear that he has not been able to win his life back from them...... He most likely just earned a little bit of time. ”

Ethan had reminded him of that last night. As always, he didn't guess wrong.

The death of a high priest, even in the most peaceful of times, had no less repercussions than the death of a king, not to mention that Laval did not die of natural causes. Borena thought the temple would try to hide it, but when he climbed the high steps, the clergy who greeted him had already hung up a black belt.

"It's ...... What do you mean, Mistress Laval?" he asked Ed in a low voice as he saw him.

Ed shook his head silently—he didn't know either.

The High Priest did not make any demands on this. ”

Nigel later answered the question, in front of Laval's austere sarcophagus: "This is my decision. His death was not a shame...... Rightly or wrongly, he has done his best for the world. I don't feel like there's anything to hide. ”

Priest...... The new High Priest's face was the usual gloomy, but it was a little more fierce and powerful than before. Borena suspected that he was not convincing to everyone in the temple, and such a sharp edge seemed to lack confidence.

"If you need anything......" he said tentatively.

The battle within the temple was not entirely powerless for a secular king. Although he was not interested in getting involved, if necessary......

"Your condolences are the only thing we need. Nigel replied very dryly.

The funeral will be very simple...... Laval's body did not appear to be suitable for exposure to people. When Nigel hurried away, Borena couldn't help but lean into Ed's ear and ask him, "What do you think...... Can he do it?"

He admired the new priest's courage and boldness in confronting the facts, but he seemed to be a little ...... Lose one's cool?

Ed thought for a moment before giving him an answer, "Don't underestimate him. ”

The face is black and the heart is black - this is what Tess said about Nigel. In more detail, there are also "expressionless face is definitely because the skin is too thick" and so on. Even if his heart may not be so dark, this pastor who can confidently pretend to be another god and infiltrate his followers to find out the details of the other party is not so easy to see.

When he said this, the weight on his chest seemed to be lighter. Ed was finally in the mood to ask something else: "Is......"

"Ah!" thought His Majesty, who was so busy that he had left last night. ”

Ed's eyes widened in disbelief: "Leave...... Where is he going?!"

- Can't you just tell him first?!

He instinctively lowered his voice, but he couldn't suppress the anger and grievances in it.

"I went north with Kormit, and I don't know where. He asked me to send you a message, but I forgot to ......" Borena scratched his beard in embarrassment, and was a little curious: "You guys...... Did you quarrel again?"

The friendship of young people, what a ...... Ups and downs, unpredictable.

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The ice dragon that was flying north was not at all weak. It asked someone to send the news because it didn't want to disturb its friends, after all, Ed's stay in the Anduch Temple was obviously very important, and as a dragon, it always ran to other people's temples because it was a little special, and it didn't matter if people really welcomed it or not, it was obviously not very good.

It felt like it couldn't be more reasonable.

Kormit sat upright on its neck, and hadn't made a sound for a while, unlike the other guy who was always babbling.

The ice dragon flew silently for a while, unexpectedly unaccustomed.

"Are you frozen?" it asked thoughtfully.

“...... No. The blacksmith replied, "Remember? I'm still a priest." ”

This actually makes a lot of sense. The gods in the ice dragon's impression were not big-eyed, and they had never heard of a priest who violated the will of the gods, but could still have the power of the gods. It could only suspect that Nesses, either cunningly prepared with both hands, or that the way he existed, or the way he infiltrated the world, was still a little different from the true gods.

If you can identify these differences, you may be able to catch each other's weaknesses...... But that's not why it couldn't wait to grab the blacksmith and throw it on its back, and fly over before dawn.

No matter how bright the moonlight is, it is nowhere near as bright as the sun. The mountains were black and swarthy, like giant beasts lying on the ground, showing a danger different from that of the day. Farther north, snow-capped peaks line up in the sky. Kormit had never looked down on the earth from such a height, and he could not find his way for a while after recovering from the indescribable shock, until the sparkling waves of Lake Makellaran reflected off his eyes.

“...... There!" he breathed a sigh of relief, "the peak facing the sharp corner on the west side of the lake...... The one that's a little bald. ”

He had met Scott here a little over a month ago.

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Ever since being teleported to the Valley of Fartha without a single greeting from Iss, and from where he was sent to Gabriel, Comit has never returned to the Temple of Nesses in the Sydney Basin, and has carefully avoided most of the worshippers...... and a companion who has faced various difficulties together in the past.

He didn't stay with Gabriel for long, even though the villagers were friendly to him - there were some things he was interested in, but he didn't want to cause problems for them.

With countless questions, he walked into the mountains and forests. He had no intention of reciting the name of Nesses, even when he didn't know what it meant...... In fact, for a long time, he simply did not know what to do. He was even terrified when he instinctively used a spell to heal a wounded hunter and saw the awe in the other man's eyes.

He didn't know why he still had this power, and he didn't know if he should still accept it.

The hunters he rescued lived in a village of only about 100 people, and they lived a peaceful but hard life, far from being rich, but they refused to go to more prosperous places.

"We are safe here. They said, "There will be no barbarians, and there will be no army." ”

Their original homeland was destroyed by war. They don't know who sits on the throne now, and they don't care, but they haven't lost their faith.

They thanked Anduh for the gift that kept them alive, but that's about it. I don't want more, so I don't resent my hopes if they don't get them met.