They are messengers, bringing God's Word into the world, giving people a clear indication and guiding people in the direction of their journey—so they are God's spokesmen and even God's incarnations. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

They are the Holy See.

As for the familiarity with the Holy See and their all-pervasive presence, Fettnay recalls that there must have been a church in the aristocracy's estate, and that their own or all aristocratic awakening ceremonies were presided over by the Holy See.

In other words, as long as it has to do with this creator god named Arendia, they will do their best to express their role in it.

As soon as Merlin finished speaking, Fitnair remembered the bad things that had happened during the Awakening Ritual, frowned, and put the hood on her head—a wide hood that covered her face.

What's more, she didn't know which diocese it would be, and the papal people who appeared in the borderless forest could not rule out that they might be from the Hywag Territory - especially Merlin's "unfavorable" made her very sensitive.

Just as she put her hood up in a wary state, the sound of rustling sounded as the blades of grass were removed, and a team of people approached.

The leader was draped in a white robe, and the sacred lines in red and yellow were clinging to the white robes—looking up along the lines, a tall, thin, gray-haired old man, holding a golden scepter in his hand, with an expression like a mold for a craftsman's mold. When he saw Fitney, Helice, and Merlin, he looked down from above.

In addition to this elder, there were no less than ten paladins in silver armor around him.

"In the land under the gaze of the holy Arendia, are you adventurers? Although it was a pious and humble sentence, but the words showed a condescending attitude—Fitney had long been accustomed to the style of the Holy See, and felt new and interesting to the way Helis was holding back her anger—it was really a very strange thing to make such a girl who could not contain her emotions suppress her emotions.

"We are magicians. In a cold tone, Helis corrected the Holy See's slip of the tongue.

There are only two kinds of magicians, nobles and commoners, the former being supporters of the Holy See, and the latter being looked down upon by the Holy See - although the commoner magicians have been trying hard to come to the stage over the years, it is difficult for them to achieve much in this area due to their uneven qualities.

This is also the reason why Fitney had hardly heard of these magicians before.

At the same time, it is also the reason why the Holy See is not very wary of civilian magicians - in fact, it means to look down on them.

Fettnay's eyes narrowed suddenly, and she recognized this figure of the Holy See.

The priest of the diocese of Vittier, who had been the assistant priest of the Havag Collar – whom Fitné had met some years earlier, when he had prayed for his mother in the manor when she was seriously ill – remembered the stereotypical face, and at this time hoped that a man like him would not remember herself.

"Magicians? The priest said slowly, glancing at them and coming to a conclusion—Helis was trembling slightly with anger, and Fitney pulled her along, hoping that there would be no argument between the two sides, "I hope your activities will not interfere with Elletia's plans." ”

Helis frowned, perhaps under the reminder of Fitney, she knew that she could not resist the Holy See, and it was not appropriate to speak quickly, so she finally chose to remain silent.

However, as he passed them, the priest stopped and turned to look at Fitney: "Who are you?" ”

A bad feeling rose in Fettnay's heart, and at the same time he realized that he had white blonde hair left out of his hood - these papal men seemed to respect others, but in fact they never reasoned, because they were feudal lords above the king, nobles above all nobles.

"Does this have anything to do with you?" said Hayley, trying to protect Fitney, but the voices of the others rang out—they all turned their heads in unison, and Wicker appeared in sight, looking at the priest, "Don't forget what you came for." ”

"Wicker. The priest's voice paused, "You're not dead yet." ”

With a hint of disdain in his eyes, Wicker walked up to Fitney and Helis, and looked down at the group of people in the Holy See: "I won't die until this kind of garbage in the Holy See disappears." ”

Wicker spoke fiercely, like a beast, and for the first time, Fitnair had heard such ferocious words from a supposedly well-mannered adventurer—and he could even see his rock-strong muscles tense.

No sooner had the words been spoken—the paladins pulled their legs, rubbing their metal boots against the ground, and they drew their swords at the same time, their eyes fixed on Wicker — and it seemed to them that the blasphemer had to pay the price.

"Alright. However, the priest stopped them, much to the astonishment of Fitney, and then he heard, "Wicker, you are so unfaithful to God, that you will one day pay the price you deserve—but we have been expecting you to throw yourself into the arms of God—these are the words of the Bishop to me." ”

Wicker didn't speak, his demeanor expressing his determination - the priest knew he couldn't please anything here, so he chose to leave.

The Holy See came and went as fast as it could, and soon there were only a few of them left here—Fitney pondered who the enemies of the plebeian magicians were, the Holy See, or the nobles, or both.

These civilian magicians all have a story behind them, especially Wicker - this is what Fitney is most interested in, but she will not go to the Holy See.

Moreover, I was almost found out just now...... To these Sees, she was also a violation of her faith, even though she had never admitted her belief in Erentia.

"These disgusting gods. Seeing that they were far away, Helis couldn't help but say, "I'm afraid that now I will start pretending to investigate the black fog again, and then go back to spread rumors that are not good for us." ”

Fitney was a little curious: "Black Mist?"

"Legend has it that they are the substance that gave rise to the May of Roses, and they belong to the most fundamental magical element—these are the things you will learn at university," Helis explained, "but Wicker, is it really good that you attract the hatred of the Holy See like this? They already have a very low opinion of you. ”

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I have a lot of identity, and it is impossible for everyone to know me," Wicker waved his hand, his expression relaxed, "But, Ronai, have you ever offended the Holy See—you have offended the Beast Whisperer, and you have offended the Holy See, and in a way, you are also very powerful. ”

Fitnair was speechless: "Thank you for the compliment, but I have nothing to do with the Holy See, perhaps I am very similar to someone I know from the priest." ”

Even though he was in the forest and almost recognized himself twice, Fitney decided that he would not go near a regular city for a few years.