Chapter 442: Magic, Truth, and Ironia (7)
Thunder and lightning appeared in the sky of Florenlyn—with a blinding white light and a muffled sound crashing into the heart.
In front of the church, two guards dressed in church guard attire approached the church.
The two guards at the gate looked at them, and when they were about to enter the church, they immediately called out to them: "What is the matter with you? How can it be outside? ”
"I didn't hear the order clearly—I misremembered the time and place, it was raining too hard outside, and I came back after a round of patrolling......," said one of the guards, looking up with a smile and a plain face—and his face immediately turned serious when he said the second half of the sentence, "and, we brought back a piece of news from outside, and this news is very important!" ”
One of the gatekeepers blinked his eyes and wondered, "What's the news?" ”
"It's all important news, and it has something to do with heresy - you know, heresy is rampant right now...... Every day the unclean are brought in......" he said.
"But......" The gatekeeper hesitated.
"It's really important!" The guard emphasized.
"That's- show me your badge." The two gatekeepers glanced at each other, nodded at each other, and then turned to the two guards.
The two of them immediately pulled out a silver badge from their bosom - it had the lines of the Holy See on it.
"Let's go inside." After taking a look, the two were put in.
When the two entered the Holy See through the gate, they were no different from the other guards, except for the rain on them, and they walked briskly through the first corridor, turning sharply at one of the corners.
At the same time, one of the gatekeepers glanced into the church and walked away quickly.
"There are a lot of crystal balls in the Holy See for surveillance, and they are all placed in one room - I'll solve the problem over there, and you need to make a trip to the device." The faces of the two guards changed as if they were immersed in water as if they were submerged, and they changed into other faces - they were Wicker and Alva, and the person who spoke was Wicker.
"I see." Alva shook his arm, and the bag hidden by the spell appeared in his hand, and he opened the bag and took out what he needed, "The problem with the device should have been solved, right?" ”
"Well, that device uses a process of dismantling mana, and the number of such processes is very small - because it is not very applicable and it is a little difficult to operate - it is some old things, if you want to break it, you can find a place to place the device and break it. I don't need to say the specifics - I remember that your alchemy class was pretty good. "And they shouldn't have had time to put the core." ”
"Core?" Alva's eyebrows moved, repeating, "Such a device doesn't have a core?" ”
"I can't find a suitable core - if there is a core, if you want to destroy the device, you have to destroy the core as well - I hope they don't use a very hard core." Wicker said.
Alva nodded.
- Obviously, they want to divide their troops into two ways.
Thinking of acting separately, Wicker obeyed the arrangement, not only because of his personal wishes, but also because he was immortal, even if he was killed by Setanein, he could be reborn. But—
"Wicker." Alva said suddenly.
Wicker was stunned for a moment, and replied.
"Which Wicker you are now—sometimes I don't think it counts." Alva knew about Wickel - after he left Starlight.
"Indeed, it doesn't count." Wicker subconsciously said, and then, "I'm just Wicker." ”
There is no longer a boundary between the two personalities.
Alva realized this, paused, and nodded again.
Soon, the two were ready.
The spell made them put on ordinary faces again and walked out.
At the end of the corridor is a large hall with the largest statue of Arendia in the entire kingdom.
Theoretically, Wicker would go to the left and Alva to the right.
Wicker glanced at Alva, but Alva didn't seem to see it, but walked under the statue and stealthily burned what he was holding.
"Come back alive." Seeing this, Wickel said.
"Just destroy a device, and I'll leave here when I'm done, and stay no longer. Later, if you have a chance, I'll have a drink with you in Aesop's Forest—there's still some research in the forest that I need to check out...... Wendy. Alva trembled slightly when he heard Wicker's words, and then said softly.
Wicker couldn't read Alva's expression as he spoke, as he walked towards the door to the left, and the figure disappeared into the door.
I hope so.
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The battle on the front line was largely over, and Robert and the others looked at the battlefield - even if there was a black gun, it was difficult to play to the advantage without the commander, and it was difficult to say which side won the victory in general.
Or rather, it is difficult to say before the walls of the Holy See fell.
Even at this time, it seems that there are more people left in the kingdom.
"When will the Duke of Wizdem arrive in the Kingdom of Luther?" Robert saw Monson walking over and asked.
"According to the plan, it should be in the territory of Tecairoland by now, but there is no next thing in the plan." Monson was stunned and said.
Robert frowned slightly: "No next?" ”
"No one knows what's going on behind the wall, and the Duke of Wizdem will change his actions depending on any possible situation." Monson said.
Robert glanced at him.
"I told you what I saw on the battlefield." Robert and he were silent for a while, and he was the one who finally spoke.
"Yes, but it's hard to imagine that you'd be concerned about this – combat is a cruel thing, especially when it's war." Monson was silent for a moment.
"Yes, it's war, but your expectations for Duke Wizdem seem to be too strong." Robert said, "Do you think she can really be expected?" ”
"She's not a nobleman, and when she became Duke of Wizdem, she did nothing more than this war - I can imagine that she wanted something quite different from what the average nobleman thinks, and that's why I think I can trust her." "The Wyzdem family — it started with her that changed forever." ”
Robert and Monson had known each other before, so much so that their knowledge of each other would have led them to believe each other's words.
"General! Look—" But they could not continue, for the exclamation of the soldiers reached their ears, and they raised their heads and looked into the distance.
Although the rain has stopped, the cloudy sky means that it seems to be raining again.
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Alva walked all the way with a very natural pace.
Until they came to a heavily guarded door—from there, there were more guards coming in and out and in front of the door.
It was a door carved with the image of the Word of God.
This is it.
He looked at it quietly, took a deep breath, felt a green ball of grass, and threw it in that direction!
"What's that—"
"Be careful!"
"Get out of the way......"
Soon, the commotion began, and Alva turned his head silently as the suddenly growing vines entangled the guards, pretending to be the ones who had come to help, and then the plants entangled in them—and in the confusion, he skilfully bent down and made his way through the cracks in the vines to the door.
Then he slowly opened the door and disappeared into the door.
Once inside, the space is much smaller, and so are the people.
Alva looked at the murals on either side, was silent, and continued walking.
"Who are you?" It wasn't until two guards came up to him—surprised at his casualness and unknown origin—that there wouldn't be more people at this time.
Still without speaking, he drew his sword.