Chapter 47: Yeselle

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of horses' hooves suddenly changed tone, and the crisp sound of horses' hooves spread along the wide marble road, drifting into the distance in the night.

The path of worship is said to have been crowded with believers who came to Yassel from Oqasim to worship, but it has not been traveled for many years since the Iqra Empire was divided.

Although it was made of dead soil for repairs, after so many years, many plants still stubbornly emerge from the cracks in the stone slabs, and instead of adding vitality, they look even more desolate.

Jessel was close at hand, Oreo's vision was in a trance, he didn't know how many times he imagined himself returning to Jessel, but none of them were as dull as they were now.

Bright moonlight shone in the distance, and the towering city stood at the end of the road, and the whole city glowed in the moonlight. As the horse's hooves marched, the city named after the Holy City gradually revealed its full form, and it was as grand and majestic as it was depicted in the teachings.

This is...... His hometown.

There was no more homely cowardice than Oreo's mind, and he clutched the black gospel, his eyes wandering from heaven to and right, and only when his vision was completely occupied by the magnificent city did he muster up the courage to look ahead.

The city was never expected to be attacked from the very beginning, and the walls were purely for aesthetic purposes.

The snow-white walls are guarded in the shape of a mountain, and the walls on both sides become lower and lower, but they are slightly upturned at the end, and several Venada heavy cannons are inlaid in the arc, and the terrifying muzzles can be seen even from thousands of meters away.

The gate is located below the mountain peak, the drawbridge is lowered directly into the moat, and the water of the pond ripples in the wind in the moonlight. If the sun is just right during the day, the moat will be covered with blue sky and white clouds, and when you look down from the city walls, the whole city will seem to float in the sky.

"Wow."

The horse's hooves entered the water, and Oreo subconsciously grabbed the reins, and he rolled over and dismounted, walking on the water.

The fact that the drawbridge is submerged into the water is deliberately deliberate on the part of the designer, which means that every worshipper who visits the shrine can be baptized by Jessel, and entering Jessel is entering the holy city depicted in the teachings.

In the distance, the gate was closed, but the small gate on the side was open, and even the small gate was more than four meters high.

Oreo expected to be questioned, but the priest at the door only asked him a few words of doctrine, and he naturally answered fluently.

Not far away stood well-equipped Silver Army soldiers, who thought that Oreo was a believer who had come to worship late at night, and the two-star commander led by him gave a standard military salute, and Oreo smiled back.

He hadn't been back in years, and Jessel didn't seem to have changed at all.

Oreo led the horse into a corner where the light could not be reflected, he stepped into the black fog, and the next moment he led the horse into a large mansion. It is no exaggeration to say that even if all the craftsmen of Turin were brought together, they would not have been able to build such a magnificent building.

The obelisk in the square towers into the sky, and the names of the popes of Jessel are inscribed on it, and when one approaches, the names automatically emerge from the bottom of the monument, changing like a slide. The last name on the obelisk was Angelo Pravor, after which the ecclesiastical and imperial powers were united, and he accomplished a feat that the Ikra Emperor had failed to do for hundreds of years.

Under the obelisk is a pool, the water in the pool is brought in from the Pulit River, in order to facilitate the priests to baptize the worshippers, the water of the pool is constant all year round, from time to time there are swimming fish into this water, but they can not adapt to the temperature of the pool, and soon along the pool out of the manor.

Oreo let go of the reins, and the Papal Palace had been vacant since Angelo sought power and usurped the throne.

He had lived here since birth, and exploring the estate was his greatest passion as a child, and when he had nothing to do, he would look for his father's name on an obelisk, and then secretly wonder what his name would be printed on.

Although Oreo's father was the Pope, and his own doctrinal attainments were also outstanding, it was a pity that Pope Augustus suddenly became His Majesty Augustus, and he buried his childhood thoughts in his heart, intending to be the emperor's successor honestly.

Along the stone path between the pools, Oreo was not worried that anyone would find out about him, for most of the inhabitants of Yesel were Christians, and they held the manor with great respect, and the rest of the heretics were afraid to trespass into it.

Approaching the obelisk, pale green fireflies soon lit up on the white stone slab, and Oreo was worried that people in the distance would see this scene, so he hurriedly glanced at the obelisk and quickly left, and that glance happened to sweep Angelo's name.

He subconsciously clenched his fists, but strangely didn't feel that angry.

There are six large steps in front of the building, each step is six meters high, and the statue of the sea god holding a trident spits water at the top of the steps, and the clear water curtain falls down the steps and merges into the pool.

The staircase for walking is at each end of the steps, and Oreo steps over all the steps before being looked up at the white oak gate, which is carved with a god on the left and Glas on the right, which foreshadows the prosperity of the new city.

Oreo stretched out his hand to push the door, but the wooden door didn't move, so he withdrew his right hand and wandered around the house in black mist, finally stopping on the terrace on the top floor.

The terrace was spacious enough for a grand wedding, and it was Augustus's favorite place to stay during his lifetime, overlooking most of Jessel.

With the astrologer's extraordinary senses, Augustus took Oreo to watch beautiful women from an early age, but Oreo had no interest in beautiful women, he preferred to go to the pool below to catch fish, and later he became an outstanding water speller.

Standing on the terrace and blowing the wind for a while, Oreo dissipated into a black mist again, this time in a quaint courtyard filled with astrological instruments, the windows of a room not far away wide open, and the beige curtains rattling in the wind.

He came to the Venada Empire to find Filia, but he was not an astrologer and couldn't find Filia's location in the first place, so he had to find a reliable astrologer to help.

The owner of the house was his best friend when he was a student, a dull goose with no interest at all, and the only pleasure in life was astrology, and he did all the astrological homework for Mo Ning. After all these years, this failed astrologer is still living in the dormitory assigned by the astrological tower.

Oreo opened the curtains, intending to surprise his childhood friend with a friendly greeting, but no sooner had he opened the curtain than a blinding light shot out from behind the curtain, and his mind swirled for a while, and when the light finally dimmed, he felt a cold object on his neck.

"Someone."

A loud shout sounded from behind him, and the voice was deep and powerful.

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