Inside the Cranston Manor, Allen's bedroom.

Dressed in a neat white tuxedo trousers, his short brown hair was combed quite silky, and then he buttoned up the white silk top hat sewn with fluttering ribbons, looking at himself in the mirror, the young man nodded with satisfaction.

Then he picked up the cane next to the vanity mirror, looked at the pattern on it a few times, and then walked towards the door.

At this moment, many servants in the manor have been given a short vacation, and only some who do not need to return home are still on duty. They were now under Mrs. Cranston's command, busily decorating the house and dressing it up more and more exquisitely.

Peace Festival is not a big holiday, but it is one of the most celebrated days of the year, and it originated from the truce between Durin and other neighboring countries 200 years ago, when the war-weary people simply cheered and celebrated the day.

This tradition continues to this day.

On the day of Peace Day, if possible, it is best to wear a white regular dress, and if not, sew white strips of cloth on the clothes - I have to say, this is similar to the form of mourning in Shire's hometown.

Allen, who walked out of the room, came to someone's door and knocked on the door, ready to ask the unobtrusive big brother to go out to play together, but there was no response for a long time.

"Master Charles went out early." A servant explained to him as he passed by.

Alan was a little disappointed and a little depressed, because he didn't even call himself when he went out, so the two of them were brothers......

"It should be that the church has a mission, but Master Charles didn't say it, he just said that he needed to come back later." Seeing that his face was different, the servant added another sentence.

The boy nodded, relieved.

So he went back to the Earl of Cranston and knocked on it.

It stands to reason that it is actually very early now, and this person should not have gone to "work" yet, but the situation encountered is the same as just now. After a long time without movement, he ran to the old butler to ask, and learned that the fat earl was in a similar situation to his eldest brother.

"They're really busy." Muttering secretly, the boy was a little hesitant to wait for breakfast to finish breakfast, whether to go to play with his friends or go to Plaza Porso by himself.

After the morning bell of the Peace Festival rings, His Majesty the King, who is high in the Tower of Porto, comes out to give a speech in front of his people. It belongs to the rare real big guys, and he certainly can't miss it.

……

Allen's situation basically represents the mood of most people in Porso.

Wake up early and dress up in well-prepared clothes, men dress themselves up neatly, women dress up beautifully, but they all need to wear a garland of elaborate flowers on their heads.

Then gather with friends and family and head to the flat, open square outside the Tower of Portso, the heart of the capital of Turin.

It is also the only time of the year that the square around the Tower of Porso is open to the public. There are few people who are not interested there.

However, they would never have imagined that something terrible would happen on today's Peace Festival.

……

Charles also knew that although he had written a letter to the church after pondering for a long time, he was still not sure that what was going to happen would go as planned.

At this moment, he was outside the church of San Caso, in a two-story building not far away, standing at the window looking at the calm square and the cathedral bathed in the morning light.

His intention in writing that letter was to lead the church into the square, and the real purpose was very simple—since he didn't have the ability to block the interspersal teleportation, let those who have it do it.

And then he "became a fisherman" in the back.

This kind of thing was not sure of Charles in the first place, he could only make sure that he was safe, and then just try.

After advancing to the Throne of Dry Bones, the psychic has a unique ability to temporarily travel with spirits. That's why Charles "risked" to advance, and he didn't think that his ability would help this operation after promotion.

He possessed the Ten Shadows of the Wraith, and his original plan relied on them.

Based on this unique defensive trait, he can withstand almost ten attacks at any kind against the spirit. So during this period, he will not encounter real danger.

I'm not sure what will happen to him at that time, but he is safe within ten attacks, and if he can't, he can only rely on teleportation to escape, or stop traveling and return to his body instantly.

It's just that now, it doesn't seem to be so troublesome-

His spirit body is very "high", and if he really uses a spirit to fight, it will be too conspicuous.

Of course, the premise of everything is that things can happen the way he wants, that is, the church will actually catch the necromancer. At the same time, on the premise that there was a traitor's report, the necromancers still acted according to the original plan.

These charles were completely unsure, so he came to the church to guard at the moment, just to insure himself.

……

The owner of this room is a single nobleman, who has been knocked unconscious by Charles at the moment, and is motionless in the utility room tied to him behind him, so naturally no one comes out to disturb him.

Standing quietly at the window, Charles looked at the church and its surroundings with a focused expression.

If the people in the church really plan to go, they will definitely not make a big fuss, after all, they don't know that there is a traitor who has been exposed.

But no matter how clever their disguise is, they can't hide it from Charles's eyes.

Soon after, a group of barefoot monks in white clothes, who appeared to have just finished their morning prayers, silently walked out of the side hall and rushed in the direction of the center of the city, that is, the Shire.

This kind of monk is very common, they usually walk around the city, and when someone encounters a problem, they will offer some help, and occasionally start a sermon on the street.

And they're not the first wave to emerge today.

Just watching the people slowly approaching outside the window, Charles quickly cheered up.

These are clash masters!

So when they reached a certain distance, Charles's eyes flickered slightly. There was no movement, but a row of strange cards surrounded by gold edges emerged from the void one after another, and finally he raised his hand and swept them all into the palm of his hand.

Looking down, the detailed information describing the masters of the church came into view.

Michael. Rush, Gemma. Dort, Pierce. Dridge ......

Although the names are not loud, they obviously belong to the ranks of the strong people of the church.

Charles then pulled out a fate card from his pocket that he had acquired a few days ago, folded and intertwined with one of the cards he had just harvested, and his mind kept flipping.

Gradually, a special feeling arose from the bottom of his heart, affecting the cards in his hand along his gaze.

I saw that the gold-edged cards that were originally two stickers together seemed to tremble unconsciously, and they were glued even tighter.

A meeting of fate.