Approaching the gate of the Holy Acropolis, the guards who were hiding in the doorway were napping, heard the movement and walked out, and by the moonlight they looked at the slowly approaching riders, staring greedily at the horses under Todd's seat, and when the other party approached, the Holy Cross of the Church under the black robe made the guards retract their eyes in fear.

In this way, Todd entered the city gate without danger and came to the streets of the Holy Acropolis.

The horse's hooves landed on the bluestone slabs, making a crisp echo that resounded throughout the street. This lonely and empty voice sets off the Holy Acropolis at night with extraordinary solemnity and solemnity.

Looking at the scenery on both sides of the street, Todd recalled the descriptions of the city that he had read in the convent's library, in which he repeatedly used the phrase "a city built purely for military purposes."

Deep and wide moats, tall and strong walls, rows of blacksmiths, majestic castles...... It was only when Todd saw the military city with his own eyes that he finally understood why the history and exploits of the Holy Acropolis were described in a great deal of ink when referring to the city of the Western Parish.

Riding through the deserted streets, Todd saw that the doors and windows of every house were closed, and there were no pedestrians to be seen.

There was no sign of popularity in the streets, the grass had long since been pulled out of the green areas, and the trees had been cut down to bare roots.

Todd wanted to find the embassy in Twilight as soon as possible to find out about the mission, but that meant he had to venture into the inner city. Thinking that there were many forces entrenched there, and the slightest carelessness would reveal his identity, he finally forced down this urgency.

After thinking about it, he still planned to go to the cathedral of the Holy Acropolis first, and first go to meet Tristan, the connector introduced by Richell.

After riding a horse for about ten minutes, the cathedral's crucifix appeared in Todd's field of vision.

Moving further on, a group of yellow-faced and skinny catechumens stopped in front of the horses and shouted at Todd, "Stop!

Todder grabbed his horse and lifted his hand, revealing the Holy Cross under his black robe, which drew exclamations from everyone.

"Please...... Wait a minute, we're going to ask Master Pat to come over!"

Watching a catechumenate run back in a panic, Todd, sitting on his horse, focused his attention on the cathedral at night.

A layer of wooden horses encloses the entire cathedral, and the four upper floors of the building have also built a rudimentary arrow tower.

It is worthy of being a military city, and even the cathedral is decorated with the appearance of a fortress.

Todd, who had just given such an admiration, suddenly noticed that there were still some dried blood stains on the horse, and immediately began to think about what the situation in the city had become.

A few minutes later, a yawning pudgy assistant priest walked out of the cathedral and said impatiently, "Who is it so late?"

Watching the assistant priest get closer and closer, Todd removed the hood of his black robe, revealing Felichild's appearance.

When the assistant priest saw Todd on the horse, he first opened his mouth wide, then rubbed his eyes incredulously, and finally hurried and stumbled under the horse, took the reins of the horse and walked inside, and said with a flattering smile: "Isn't this Lord Felichild!

Letting the fat priest lead the horse, Todd swaggered into the back yard of the cathedral under the watchful eyes of a group of stunned seekers.

"Mistress Felichild, have you ever had dinner? I'll have someone prepare!" said Pat's assistant priest, helping Todd dismount, and when he was still standing, he did not forget to pat the dust on the latter's body.

Is this guy really a member of the church?!

Todd glanced at the fat man suspiciously, this guy's courteous appearance and flattering look made him a businessman.

Recalling Felichild's daily habits, Todd snorted from his nose, popped a silver moon at Pat with the thumb of his right hand, and asked proudly, "Where's Tristan?"

Delicately taking the silver moon and inconspicuously tucking it into his pocket, Pat pointed to the secretary's office in the back of the church, "Lord Tristan is reading there, do you need me to take you there?"

"No, I don't. Todd rolled over and dismounted, throwing Pat a dashing back: "Take care of my horse." ”

The fat man was busy saying yes, but his left hand hugged his right arm, and his right hand slammed out a middle finger upward.

Walking through the long corridor, Todd came to the door of the secretary's office and knocked on the door with his hand.

A voice came from the room: "Who?"

Todd cleared his throat: "The one you're waiting for. ”

Moments later, the door opened.

Tristan, with an inquiring expression, looked Todd standing in front of the door up and down, without the slightest hint of giving way.

Helplessly, Todd took out the token that Raicher had given him before leaving—a teardrop-shaped earring made of emerald material.

Tristan took the earrings, and a flash of softness flashed in his eyes. Soon, returning to normal, he moved away and motioned for Todd to come in first.

Todd, who entered the room, found a comfortable chair and sat down, his eyes unconsciously attracted by the things on the desk.

Scattered notes and books, densely packed with paper, and only half of the dinner I ate.

Tristan ignored Todd, who was looking around, and walked over to his desk, sat down slowly, placed Richel's earrings in the palm of his hand, and watched silently without saying a word.

Todd only had the opportunity to observe Tristan in a long time by the light of the fire.

Due to the long-term exertion and stress, Tristan, who is not yet 30 years old, looks to have signs of premature aging. With a rickety figure, faint silver threads, and emaciated cheeks, Todd sighed softly as he looked at the other party that was already very different from what he remembered.

"She never gave the earrings to anyone else......"

Todd, who was busy observing Tristan, didn't hear the other party's words for a while, and asked with a frown, "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly, what did you just say?"

Tristan put the earrings on a clean handkerchief, carefully placed them on the table, and Todd, who looked at Felichild's appearance, said, "I have received the letter, and she has asked me to spare no effort to assist you as much as possible." And in times of danger, put your life as the first priority......"

Todd blinked in surprise and asked tentatively, "May I ask, why did you follow her instructions?"

"Make no mistake about it, Mr. Felichild. Tristan's tone was cold: "The relationship between me and her is not subordinate, but a cooperative one. The reason why I agreed to help you is because I owe her a favor. ”

Knowing that the other party didn't see his identity at all, Todd, who had a cold attitude, shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Okay, no matter how you cooperate with each other, as long as you can help me." ”

"Tell me, how can I help you?"

"I want to get in touch with the mission in Twilight. ”

Hearing Todd's words, Tristan suddenly straightened up and his eyes widened, like a bird of prey that had spotted a predator and was ready to fight. In a deep voice, he asked the person in front of him, "Why did you want to contact the mission of Twilight City?"

"I have my reasons. Todd moved his neck and smiled at Tristan, "I swear to Heavenly Father that I have no ill will towards the mission in Twilight. ”

Tristan, who didn't believe in this promise at all, shook his head and said, "The Twilight West Mission is now located in the inner city of the Holy Acropolis, and they are under the protection of His Highness Sinclair, who is in the same boat as the church, and I can't arrange for you to meet with them. ”

Todd pondered for a moment, then asked, "Are all the members of the Twilight Mission safe now?"

As if he didn't understand why the other person asked, Tristan was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Although they are all restricted in their personal freedom, they are all safe." ”

Todd, who was a little at ease, exhaled softly: "If you can't meet in private, is it possible to meet in public?"

Tristan thought for a moment and nodded slowly: "The evening after tomorrow, there will be a regular dance party in the palace of the Holy Acropolis, and you can participate...... But I would like to warn you in advance that the Twilight Mission is now the focus of everyone, and it will definitely cause unnecessary trouble to rush up and talk. ”

"I know that. Todd got up from his chair, first at Tristan, who was pale and sweating, then at the scraps on the desk, and said softly, "Eating these cold leftovers will only make your stomach ache." ”

With that, under Tristan's surprised gaze, Todd pushed open the door and disappeared into the night.