Chapter 197: The Sage and the Prisoner
Time: 13th year of the Black Gate / Location: Talonshire in the book
Big Sheep was the only one inside and outside the hotel, and there was a three-shot magic rifle under the bar. Moreover... There was also the corpse of a family of three in the cellar. They are the real owners of the inn.
The devout Messengers of the Light are adept at using the Holy Power to heal wounds, that is, to heal external injuries, while serious magical injuries are the shortcomings of priests and Templars, and when it comes to the ability to detoxify, the witch doctors of the troll clan are truly the best in the world. And the druids of Darnassus are the founding fathers of modern pharmacy. Shamans are adept at using soul rituals to heal ailments and are also skilled healers of magical injuries. Seeing these corpses with their foreheads pierced by magic bullets, I thought about my injuries again.
In the afternoon, after a brief encounter with Pope Fao, which had caused the heavy internal troubles that had been building up for several days, to be completely exploded, and after sending the old man away, I told Minna and Abby to go to the market to buy something to eat so that they could settle the problem of dinner. As soon as the two of them left, I vomited a large mouthful of blood, and when Fao was fighting, he also suppressed the injury of the magic source in my body at the same time, and spit out a mouthful of blood, but I felt much more comfortable. I'll have to go to the Alterac Valley in the future and find Old Man Drektar to take a good look at me. Saratas repeatedly reminded me not to overdo it, but I was young, and I was the seventh life form besides mortals, animals, plants, demons, gods, and ghosts, so I didn't care at all, in fact, I had planted a deep hidden danger since the first battle of the Scarlet Monastery.
The three of them had a hasty dinner, but fortunately there was no shortage of knives, forks and plates in the hotel. One of the companions was Xiao Xiao, who was in charge of the coins, and she wasn't here now, so Minna just turned into a big bird and stole a long bag of hard bread, and we had butter and jam to swallow.
As twilight had just descended from the zenith to the twin peaks of Yunqi Mountain, the trio set off for the north of Talongshire Town. I pulled up my hood and pulled it down twice, Minna and Abby covering their pointed ears, there was a close trade between the kingdom of Lordaeron and the elven kingdom of Quel'Thalas ten years ago, but we were careful not to complicate it.
Strangely, the noisy street market during the day was deserted in the evening, except for a few men in aprons and lace white hat maids sweeping the streets.
"Fao is right, it seems to be real history. Walking in a hurry, I didn't forget to whisper to the two of them.
Abby: "It's long overdue, right? It's so hard to make up such a realistic scene." β
Minna: "The woman named Monroe has lived in Talonshire for many years, and it's possible to add some imagination to reality. β
"No, she's been living in Redpass Mansion, but no one has seen her, so she must be in some secret room and can't see the real scene outside. And Monroe's soul told me that the myths she had woven were true history from the beginning, but they would be misinterpreted by believers in the process of propagation. Now we should be in the original version of the myth. But it's called myth or epic because of the inclusion of us and the spear of Longinus. β
Minna: "That said, the core of this myth is an infighting among the Holy Light Sect over that staff, and tomorrow's evangelistic conference is the crux of the matter. β
Abby: "But what does the evangelistic conference have to do with that staff, will they just grab it at the convention?"
"Evangelistic meetings are generally a contest between the faithful about their understanding of doctrine, and generally they cannot even compare the results. But tomorrow someone will do it, and it will be up to him to do it first. It is impossible for the seventy-two pillars of Azeroth to be present, and the highly cultivated archbishop will definitely not be tempted by a scepter. β
Abby: "Then you said Quel'Thalas was coming?"
"Among the seventy-two pillars is the elven archbishop Sauron von delors, although he also belongs to the Holy Light Sect, the human race still has a grudge against the elves. I believe that Sauron will come to snatch the Scepter in order to revive the glory of the Light of Quel'Thalas. β
Abby: "Oh... β
"You're worried that your mom might come too, right?"
Abby: "Hmph, who cares about that stinky woman!"
As he spoke, he had come to the gate of Talon, and in the distance, two solemn groups of defenders of Talonshire lined up on both sides of the road, and the leading general was the future Skeleton King Hogus.
Unbeknownst to the guards, we took refuge in an alley beside the road.
Minna: "They seem to be greeting someone. β
Abby: "Who's coming at night?"
"Yes, VIPs are usually supposed to be greeted in the morning. β
After a while, the iron gate of the grid was slowly pulled up. The half-giant Hocuse looked around, obviously not wanting to be discovered. Out of the shadow of the gate came a carriage, very slow, and the three horses walked with difficulty, and the two large wheels of the carriage creaked with great weight.
The carriage was made of rudimentary coarse cloth, and a shiny spike protruded from the lower right corner of the carriage, which I thought was the tip of Longinus' scepter, and then I felt that it was impossible. The carriage stopped in front of Hogus, and the night grew dark, but the two groups of soldiers did not light torches. The coachman of the carriage was dressed in a blue mage robe with a gold collar inlay, he was not young, probably in his fifties, and his hair was already white.
I felt my clothes tugged twice by Abby, whose little hands were cold, and she said tremblingly, "Kel'thugad!"
"What?" I stared at the man again, but by the time we saw Kerk, he was already a corpse witch. It must have been Abby who felt through the nature of the magic source that he was the person.
Kel'thugad spoke a few words to Hogus, and then walked on foot towards the main road, and the three of them hurriedly hid in the shadows. In the bright moonlight, Kel'thugad's deep expression was imprinted on my eyes. According to the knowledge he had gained through various aspects before, Kel'thugad was a dual disciple of Hule and Antonidas at this time, and he had the status of both Dalaran and the head of the Shadow Sect, and his mana was not so unattainable at this time. Abby was whispering and trying to express something, Minna gagged her again, I knew she wanted to kill him now, but the plot changes in a book have nothing to do with reality, and it is possible for three people in reality to lead to the consequences of destruction, we dare not do it alone with him, not to mention the tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Dalong County.
Old Que soon disappeared into the distance of the road, and in the night, Hogus lifted the curtain from behind the carriage and observed it for a long time, and finally drew a cross on his chest. It turned out that he was also a believer.
The carriage was escorted by Hogus, escorted by two groups of soldiers, and a group of horses drove to the street. At the last second, I could see what was sticking out of the hole in the car, and it was a star wand. I was shocked, turned around and sat on the ground, and after a long pause, I said to the two of them, "My companions have been arrested." β
Abby and Minna also saw the little wand, and for a moment the three of them had no idea.
Abby: "What's going on? How did Kel'thugad know they were there? And I don't think the Sirens would lose to Old Gram!"
"Sneak attack or drugged!" Minna said coldly.
"Anyway, keep up with their carriage. β
Abby: "Hogus isn't a problem, the point is that they're going to call a lot of guards." β
"Take it one step at a time!" at my suggestion, the three of them set off again, this time we didn't have to go outside the town to look for our companions, the distance was much shorter, but the crisis was clearly deeper.
We followed the convoy all the time, and because of the tonnage weight of the sirens, they did not go fast.
Kel'thugad didn't kill them directly, which means that they must have some use. We followed all the way to the Talon County Jail across from Redpath's mansion, with its high walls and piles of bunkers, all of which bode well for us not to succeed.
We hid around the corner, and Abby asked, "What to do?"
"To strike now is to be the enemy of the entire Duchy of Lordaeron, not only will you not be able to save your comrades, but you may be wiped out. We'll just stay here all night, and tomorrow's evangelistic convention, the whole town will be head-scratching to see it, and then the prison defenses will be relatively weak, and we'll start at that time." β
All night, we took turns watching, and the prison was as if we were asleep, and there was no movement at all. Hocuse, who is similar to us, is also guarding the door, he is an officer of the city defense force, how did he get here? I guess he is afraid that his companions, who are strong in mana and have excellent physique, will escape from prison.
In the early morning, just after six o'clock, a team of people in the prison pushed out a large stone ball with a diameter of three meters, on which the siren was locked with steel bars, locking each of his joints and fins, and then the rest of his companions were also pushed out, and they were all tied up in handcuffs made of forbidden magic stones. The pandaren warrior monks are chained together and walk around like octopuses, like a pile of crappy stuffed dolls. At the gate, Hogus handed over to the prison guards, and the group was about to leave.
Minna and I woke Abby up, and the three of them quietly followed, when there were few pedestrians on the street, but it was harder to hide than at night.
After a long time, we followed the fountain square with difficulty, and more and more townspeople came from the streets in all directions. The legendary Wanguang Terrace also comes into view, a wooden podium covered with gold and white silk cloth, and behind the pedestal stands a stone pillar with dry firewood under it.
To my surprise, Hoggus carried my companions straight to the podium. The sirens had been "reasoning" with them in lingua franca for a night, and now they could not speak. Yuna spotted us in the scattered crowd and glanced at us, but I didn't understand it, only that none of us seemed to be seriously injured.
"Damn, are they going to burn my buddies to death? That's what the story is about?"
Abby: "You can't burn so many people in one pillar, can you?"
Minna: "They can burn them one by one. β
"But they probably didn't expect us to come, who were they going to burn?"
It was until 7:45 that we realized that there was no need to hide, because there were so many people around us, and because we came early, we barely got the front row. The two bands of soldiers led by Hotgus took the bugle from their waists, and each time the bishop's team entered the square, they played an annoying piece of music loudly.
There were 5 seventy-two pillars, most of whom I didn't know very well, only the black-haired elven man could tell at a glance that it was Bishop Von Delors, and behind him was a girl in a pastoral robe.
Abby cared about the team and wanted to see it but didn't dare to look at it, but fortunately, there was no Abby's mother in the elven guards, so she was relieved.
On the podium, seven golden chairs were prepared, and at the end there were two seats left, and in the center of the main seat was probably Mama Redpass, but there was another unknown person, perhaps a late bishop.
The first seat on the right sat a big fat man, the black robe of the bishop who should have been wide was tightly tightened on his body, and the big belly was close to him with a small hammer, inlaid with gold nails and jade, although I had never seen it, but I judged from the appearance that this guy was Bishop Tirisfa-Holy Hammer Gooden. Because he was always hiding in the church to raise his fat, a junior pastor like me had never seen him at a worship service or other event.
In the second seat sat a small dwarf with a pink beard, wearing a diamond-shaped bishop's hat on his head that took up nearly half of the total proportions of his body, with pearls and other objects inlaid on it, a golden chain wrapped around his right wrist, and the largest Sage Six-Pointed Star Cross in his palm, which was also his unique magic weapon. I guess he was the Archbishop of Nomorigan, the Iron Cross Agassa Cumpo.
The third seat is Bishop of Quel'Salas, the Golden Sage Sauron von delors.
There were three more chairs opposite von der Loer, the first of which was unattended. The second is a tall, thin old man who looks like a sugar cane, and he looks about the same age as Fao, both of whom are 85 years old and above. I searched my mind for the characters and looks like of the Church of Light that Father Wodian had told me, could this old man be Joshua Burray, the Eternal Believer, the Archbishop of Stormwind? His successor is the benevolent and loving legend of the Holy Light, Benedictas, the current Pope.
In the last seat on the left sat a balding old man with a shiny scalp, over sixty years old and a one-eyed dragon, with a black blindfold on his right eye. His artifact was the most ornate of all the bishops, and the iron rod was inserted next to the chair, and the head of the staff was not a diamond or something mundane, but a golden three-dimensional anchor made of holy light magic, and the curvature of the anchor was just right for the image of the cross. He is the bishop of the Sea Kingdom of Kul Tiras, the Pirate of the Holy Light, Jack Francis, who has crossed the sea from thousands of miles away. Legend has it that this man was able to suppress a large number of pirates in the misty sea with only one sailing ship of his own, but the method he used was to counter violence with violence, and as a priest, he committed countless murders, but because he only robbed pirate ships, he was approved as a legal pirate by the government of Kurtilas, and appointed Captain Jack as the head of the church. Behind him was the siren's large stone ball, and from time to time he playfully teased the tip of the prisoner's tail.
The big bell on the west side of the square struck eight o'clock. From the steps of the side curtain slowly walked up a person, the soul of this person was still in my prison stone pendant, she was one of the seventy-two pillars of the Talon County Pontiff - Mama Redpass, behind her followed her son Paladin Joseph, holding a black brocade box that was one and a half meters longγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγ (Rabbit pen Kang slugging cow)