After Duke Bartholomew's face changed several times, he did not blame his subordinates for doing unfavorably, but only thought seriously: "You said that someone robbed the bodies of two dead professionals halfway?

Sitting at the head of the Maligaro Guild was an old adult warrior with a full beard, this was Pangers, the elder of the Tyrannical Guild, and what attracted his attention most was his fierce and deep gaze.

He clasped his hands into fists and said to Maligaro: "Lord, there is news from below that the outer mercenaries who went to avenge the assassin who intercepted the death of the messenger were also wiped out by a warrior. According to the people below, that person's martial arts skills are stronger than Darsk, the military commander of the 7th order? It is likely that it is a kind of supreme martial art? Although they may be exaggerating a little for their own incompetence, the other party is obviously also a hard stubble. Could it be that both of these things were done by one person?"

Duke Bartholomew thought about it carefully and responded, "It's possible. I even suspect that he is an observer sent by other continents or national powers, or a potential enemy of the syndicate. It may be improvised to prevent the interception of the letter in the shadows. In turn, it interferes with the actions and cooperation of the Syndicate and us in integrating the wealth of the five countries of the continent. So maybe those people sent people over to stir things up!"

After he let out a sigh, he said with emotion: "Hey~~~ Maybe he has already had some contact with Griff, the old lone man, but maybe the two parties haven't had time to understand and cooperate in depth? “

Then the old duke, who had to send half a hundred, turned to the high-ranking old priest of Prometheus, the god of nobility and tradition, and ordered: "Apolis, you immediately use prophecy to ask the great god to see if these two things were done by the same person. ”

Apolis immediately smiled and nodded calmly: "Don't worry, the prophetic ability of God Prometheus is not inferior to that of the God of Wisdom, and he will definitely get all the information!"

He bowed slightly, and then retreated to the hall on the other side.

Apolis, the senior priest of the god of nobility, carefully arranged the collar of his priest's robe, and asked another young priest to bring a bronze basin and ritual vessel with a gardenia pattern.

It had six small legs, actually a basin of water, more like a flat copper tripod, which is also a common instrument used in some kind of ritual.

The copper basin contains purified holy water, and the positive energy breath is even so strong that it makes people a little hot, making people's capillary network congested, and their faces can't help but show a little red.

With a solemn expression, the old priest carefully picked up the exquisite religious artifact from a brocade mat with a gold and red background—its tip was shaped into a solid gold crown inlaid with various colored gemstones, and the staff had the left hand stacked on the right fingers, covering the scepter holding the sword emblem.

Apolis knelt on a cushion with a scepter in both hands, closing his eyes and praying in front of a statue of a majestic god more than a man tall and dressed in aristocratic attire.

Although the statue of the god Prometheus was made of bronze, it was covered with a finger's thick gold leaf, and the gold on it was no less than two hundred kilograms.

If it were other gods, it would definitely require a lot of frugal believers to voluntarily "devout worship", but there was no shortage of believers in the nobility and traditional gods in the upper echelons of various kingdoms, and naturally they would not be poor enough to use gold decorations.

Apolis's expression continued to pray, and the corners of his mouth showed a strange and smiling look, as if he had seen the wonderful lines of manipulating the fate of the people in the hands of the gods who held the authority to rule the kingdoms:

O great god Prometheus

We are your eternal people

You lead the nobles to rule over the peoples

All authority shall be to your kingdom in heaven

Favored by you

It will be born in the noble blood because of the noble soul

The life and death of your people are yours

We will follow God's commands and traditions

Don't deprive me of this glory

The bloodstained sword in my hand

All point to the enemies of God and his people

Please give me a little bit of God's favor

Cleanse my eyes

I can see where the enemy is

As he knelt there, as if in deep self-hypnosis, he kept praying for a moment until the statue's eyes finally slowly bloomed with Ling Ran's divine power, and although the light was as faint as a mustard seed at first, it was so dazzling that mortals could not look at it directly.

The light dissolves from a point and gradually expands, just as it will envelop the holy liquid of the copper basin.

The water boiled without fire, vaporized and surged into the air, and the process was like a cloud of water vapor being gradually pinched into a cloud close to a perfect sphere, in which the light refracted to reveal a moving image like a projection.

In that image, many of the causes and effects of people related to the former Speaker Griff, as well as the results of whether they are now dead or arrested, are shown.

It also included Chen Xuyuan, who was on the run, and the light played the fragments of the important things they had done recently like a projector, like a time rewind.

It's just that in that image, there is no indication of Chen Xuyuan entering Hamlet's private laboratory.

That's because the cover of anti-prophecy and other magic circles is enough to block most of the peeps and prophecy spells, and even gods will not take a thankless time to spend too much divine power to penetrate this layer of obstacles.

Of course~

If it's a very important matter, then it's a different matter.

However, it usually requires priests and believers to perform lavish sacrifices to please the gods and to pray for the grace of God.

After all.

God is not a slave to believers, and it is impossible for him to respond to believers in everything.

The old priest looked at it carefully, and then squinted his eyes with a hint of understanding.

He walked out of the side hall and replied to the Duke of Bartholomew: "I have just discovered that a small group of very suspicious people has broken through the interception of the outer mercenaries, taken the soul and body of Hamlet who escaped from the city, and fled to the northwest of Sarn City. There is a person in it whose soul and mana are very powerful, and his situation has been disturbed by mana fluctuations, so there is not much information revealed in the prophecy, Lord Duke, do you want to send someone to chase and kill him?"

Bartholomew pondered for a moment, then said, "Since he is a high wizard. I think it's better to ask a few wizards and warriors under the Syndicate and the Wizarding Council to intercept and kill, lest Clement think that we want to intervene and monopolize the soul and personal wealth of that high wizard. Knowing that we are arresting alone, we will be suspicious again. “