My name is Akatosh,

I didn't expect you to be such a Di Bella.

—4E, 201, Moon of Fire, 10th, 10:25 a.m.

"Poyesia, [Noctunal], hey, hey, hey~ (spades)"

After clearing the Daedric Altar, Tirenus left with his hammer in his hands, seemingly mired in deep self-loathing, but Cicero stared at Joan of Arc and Illya with a strange smile as if he was going to clear the portal for the Dark Brotherhood.

"Well, it is said that Lady [Noktunar] has three nightingales as pets, and perhaps my father's 'nightingale power' comes from them." Illya tried to explain.

"Ah," Joan of Arc said, knocking her armor with the hilt of her sword, and said in a disgusted manner, "I slain a saint in Poyesia, and this 'sacrificial blade' and 'ebony chainmail' were snatched from that fellow. ”

No, after killing someone, it can't be called robbery, right? Illya tilted her head to look.

"Hmm~huhu~ huh~ huh? Cicero still seemed skeptical, but seemed to accept the explanation for the time being.

"Anyway, continue to let Illya investigate on her own," Joan of Arc waved her hand and took the lead in hiding her figure, "It seems to be working well so far." ”

It's not bad, the demon gods have appeared, although they are only incarnations.

"Hey, hey, hey~ (hearts)" Cicero also disappeared.

This city is really dangerous, you can meet the demon god in any abandoned house, Illya thought as she pushed open the bronze door and walked out, should she go out and walk a few steps to meet the Holy Spirit.

"Hello, little girl," said the Holy Spirit, and standing there was a Nord woman in her thirties, dressed in a close-fitting robe that framed her curves, and although there were slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, she still looked very bright and moving: "I am Hamal, and I have come to welcome you to the temple by the oracle of Dibella, the 'god of art and beauty'. ”

Who will tell her that this is not true......

——10:42——

The temple of Di Bella is located at the very top of the city of Macas, and is even higher than the "fortress under the stone" where the lord worked and lived, and directly below it was originally the temple of Talos, but since the city was now under imperial control, it was closed at Somo's request.

Compared to other cities, few people in Marcus City miss the faith of Talos, because the apostles alone are enough of a headache, so the lord is not interested in the actions that the envoys of Somo have repeatedly proposed to "capture the people who have secretly believed in Talos".

"Sister Joan of Arc! Sister Joan of Arc! "After being brought into the temple of Dubella, Illya didn't know where to look, and called out to her parents (?). ）。

"Calm down, you're a girl too, and it's just a statue," Joan of Arc's voice sounded completely unconcerned, "Cicero, by comparison, was very happy to watch." ”

"Hey, hey, hey~"

It's not like "just a statue"! Illya shouted in her heart, it is not for nothing that her mother strictly forbids the witch sisters and aunts of the Black Light Tower to believe in Dibella! With this appearance of having nothing but long hair, wouldn't the other Holy Spirits feel embarrassed when they saw it! Especially these statues are everywhere in the temple!

Once inside the temple, Hamar beckoned Illya to sit down, and then asked the other ordinary priests to bring some food and drink, and of course, the priests were all young and beautiful women.

Looking at the girl with crimson cheeks and staring down at the ground, she smiled slightly: "So, let's talk about your father stealing the statue of Dibella." ”

"Oh...... Ay? Illya looked up in surprise and widened her eyes, "My father has been here?" And you know our relationship? ”

"Don't be too surprised, the Holy Spirit knows everything." Hamar nodded: "The oracle says that his name is Gallus, and you are her daughter Elijah, right?" ”

"Ahh Illya calmed down a little: "But I'm also looking for him, and if you want to ask about his whereabouts, I can't ......"

And isn't the Holy Spirit omniscient?

"No, of course not, the goddess doesn't issue an oracle for the sake of a stolen statue," Hamar looked at Illya, "Lady Dubella wants you to be her 'prophet'." ”

"......," Illya took a moment to understand what he meant.

That title seems to be exclusive to Di Bella's saint, if promised, she will become Di Bella's spokesperson in the world, she can talk directly with the Holy Spirit, and borrow Di Bella's power to the fullest, and in case of emergency, she can even call this Holy Spirit to come directly, and at the cost of unconditional faith and unhesitating execution of the oracle -

"No, no!" Illya shook her head again and again, so that she didn't have to face these shy statues all day.

"Lady Di Bella forbids us to use violence and lies against you, but I think there are things you need to know," Hamar was not angry at the rejection, she ruffled her hair and continued: "When Gallus stole the statue, he was already cursed by the lady of lovelessness - he will never see his love. ”

"Ah......?" Illya's eyes widened again.

"Although the curse will be lifted on its own as long as he returns the statue, but—" Hamar shrugged gracefully, "and after he got drunk and stole the statue and left, he was immediately imprisoned for attacking the guards at the altar of Talos not far below, and then led the oathbreakers in prison to escape from Makas in a small rebellion, and the statue was probably lost somewhere." ”

"How so?" The girl fell into a stupor because of her father's exaggerated behavior, "...... such words"

"Yes, even if he didn't lose the statue, he would be willing to return it, but after doing such a thing, he would probably be caught by the guards once he appeared in the city." Hamar raised his hand and nodded at Illya, "In addition, this 'love' also includes parent-child love, so if you don't want to become a 'prophet', you won't be able to find him due to the curse." ”

"I ...... Think again. Illya whispered.

"Of course, we are not in a hurry, what Ms. Di Bella means is that you can make a decision at any time, and the doors of the temple are open for you at any time." Hamar nodded, stood up and beckoned the surrounding priests to walk into the inner chamber of the temple.

"I guess she knows about our existence, but she's just not strong enough to find out," as she spoke, Joan of Arc appeared in the chair where Hamar was sitting in front of her, with a sneer, one hand on her cheek, her legs folded, looking very imposing, she took a fruit with her empty hand and tasted it: "You can actually consider promising her that Di Bella will not force the believers to stay in the temple, and as for the way of doing things, you always have enough self-control." ”

"But ......" Illya still hesitated, after all, if she quietly became a saint of the Holy Spirit, it was fine, and if she made a lot of publicity like the lord of the baron, sooner or later it would reach the Black Light Tower: "Mother will be angry. ”

"Hey, hey, hey~ (block)" Cicero appeared not far away, but didn't say anything about it.

"If the curse falls on you, we have a lot of ways to lift it, but now it's Gallus who is unlucky, well......" Joan of Arc looked at the ceiling, "It's good to leave him alone for the rest of his life." ”

"No! Mom is still waiting for him. Illya retorted without hesitation.

"It's really a child's name ~ (spades)," Cicero leaned over: "Follow me: Mother ~ (hearts)"

Whew! The dragon-patterned black flag unfurled, knocking Cicero aside.

"Oh ~ (Spades), Mother~ Can I get revenge on her? No way? Okay ~ (square)" Cicero muttered to himself.

"You can't find anything that you deliberately look for for the purpose of seeing him, and you will get farther and farther away from each other because of all kinds of accidents, and that is the power of the Holy Spirit," Joan of Arc pretended to put away the black flag, "But we can start with the mission of the Brotherhood and create a meeting that surprises both parties, who is he looking for here?" Twilight: Shattered Shield? ”

"Well, my father said that the boy reminded him of me, and was going to convince her to give up the commission." Illya said slowly, recalling.

"A stupid girl who wants to kill her sister because her parents don't value her doesn't resemble a septin." Joan of Arc threw the kernel back on the table, stood up and walked out: "It just so happens that we checked her information before we came, so let's go find her now." ”

Not...... Is such an action made in order to create an "accident" considered "deliberate"?

——11:13——

"What? Why is the Hall of the Dead closed? ”

"I'm sorry, ma'am, there seems to be a wild beast in there lately, and Lord Lord has ordered that the passage they enter will not be open for the time being until the passage they enter is found and closed,"

"Then you tell me where to pick 'Hanging Moss', 'Ghost Mushroom', and 'Namira's Rotten'?"

"Uh...... It shouldn't have been picked in a cemetery, right? ”

Near the fortress under the stone is the "Hall of the Dead", which is used to house the remains of the dead in Marcas, and is in the dwarven style like the other buildings, and at this moment in front of its main entrance, a priest of Akai is arguing with a woman dressed as an alchemist.

"That's Verulus, the caretaker of the Hall of the Dead, and that alchemist is Twilight Shattered Shield." Joan of Arc in stealth said to Illya.

"Hey, hey, hey~ (hearts) were born in a warrior family but want to be an alchemist, it's strange that they will be taken seriously~ (spades)" Cicero interjected.

"You know?" "Ridiculous~ (spades), Cicero is crazy and not stupid~ (diamonds)"

"So you were in this state when you followed me today." Illya was obviously concerned about something else, and looked around curiously.

As this time it was stalking rather than gathering information, Joan of Arc used her stealth magic to cover Illya.

At this time, in Illya's eyes, the whole world was a lot darker, and it was a little difficult to see the two people in the distance, but Joan of Arc and Cicero nearby were relatively clear, and there was a faint blue light outline on their bodies.

"If I do encounter a ghoul or a beast, I'm unlucky, but if you don't let me in, you will pay for the materials that are urgently needed in the pharmacy for me?"

"Hmph, if you insist, the lord asked me to prevent the residents from entering just for safety reasons, but he didn't let me stop others from dying."

"Then you open the door?"

After a few sentences, the two of them had already collapsed, Verulus opened the door angrily, and Twilight snorted coldly and walked directly into the Hall of the Dead.

However, the priest was still a little relieved, and the door remained open after Twilight entered, as if he was ready to rush in to save people as soon as he heard a cry for help or some other unusual noise.

This was convenient for the three Brotherhood members over there, and Joan of Arc and Cicero followed Illya, who was not used to walking invisibly.