(Thank you for the waiting monthly pass, thank you for the reward of Lonely Moon Star Fit! The five volumes are over, and a new volume will be opened tomorrow!Thank you for your support!Ask for a collection and ask for a recommendation!) Not to mention that Viscount Cowan was surprised by everything in Donald Manor, and when he left, he was still unsatisfied and reluctant. 【Biqu Pavilion High Quality Update】In the Temple of the Goddess of Agriculture in Boulder City, after the Bishop of Bantri returned from the Night Manor, a priest came to report.

"My lord, those guests from the south want to see you again!"

"Oh?"

Bishop Bentry pondered for a moment, then said to the priest who was waiting for a response:

"Go and invite them over!"

"Yes, Lord Bishop!"

The priest turned to leave, and a moment later he came to Bishop Bentry, with five men.

The first of the five was a priest, then three samurai and a knight. It was the ones who had appeared in Shining Gold Town and had a relationship with Donald.

"Lord Bentery!"

Although they belong to different churches, they are both considered to be the alliance of human gods, and they are both considered to be in the camp of worship, and the other party is one level higher than their own strength, so although these people have special identities and arrogant temperaments, they dare not be rude to the white cardinal in front of them.

"You don't have to be polite, please take a seat!"

Banteri said with a wave of his hand.

The priest who was the head of the five, who had always been their representative, went straight to the point with some eagerness:

"Lord Bentry, this time we are here to ask for your help!" "As I said before, the relationship between the Church of the Goddess and the royal family of Celt has always been delicate, so I can't use the power of the Church to help you head-on, and because of Celt's attitude towards your righteous hand, I won't even come forward to open the joints for you, you are now here as an unwelcome outsider, and you must be cautious and low-key!"

"However, you also know that evil heretics like the sorcerers must be eradicated, and if the heretics are allowed to do evil, it will be a disaster for the common people of the Celts. ”

When Benteri heard this, he did not immediately reply, and the priest immediately said:

"We chased the heresy all the way from Sauron, the southernmost part of the continent, to Gardre, and then sailed to Celt, from the eastern port to the northern county, which is already the northernmost edge of the human territory, and the clues were interrupted here, but according to our tracking and the news given by your sect, we know that the last appearance of the evil sorcerer has something to do with a local mage, so please also ask your lord to come forward privately and get in touch with the local mage club!"

The white cardinal shook his head expressionlessly.

"This is the last time I will help you, for the sake of the alliance between the Great Church of the Goddess and the Great Church of the Three Gods!"

"With my face, the head of the Mage Association should give an answer, but you who find clues must be cautious in your words and deeds when dealing with mages, the mages in the North are different from the mages who have been half-converted there, although their strength is not as good as that of the mage kingdom Bolin, but their pride and temperament are still excessive!"

"Thank you so much, Lord Bentry!"

The five are all fanatics, and they don't care about the meaning of Bantry's words, and they will be there as soon as they achieve their goal anyway. In their opinion, in a place like the Northland, where most people do not believe in gods, especially those who do not believe in the three gods of radiance, people's souls cannot be purified, and they are simply a barbaric and ignorant backward country, with filth everywhere, so that they don't want to stay for a day.

As everyone knows, on the contrary, if the people of Celt arrive in the Land of Dawn, they will inevitably feel like they are in a harsh prison, and they are restricted from walking, sitting and lying down, and they are completely unable to live.

Leaving the temple, the cardinal got into a modest carriage and drove slowly to the front of the mage's guild, two blocks away.

A mage enchantment naturally couldn't stop Bantry, who was already strong in silver, but this trip was not to smash the field, so the bishop took the young priest who accompanied him very low-key and got out of the carriage and walked slowly into the door of the club.

"Bishop...... My lord!"

The supreme leader of the North County Church, the bishop of the Harvest Temple in Boulder City, suddenly made a low-key visit to the mage club, and the attendants who received him in front were frightened at the time, and almost sounded the spell alarm when the foreign enemy invaded. Who doesn't know that the mage club has always been at odds with the temple, how could this person come here?

However, the Bishop then calmed the waiter's emotions as if by magic, and turned to ask Master Messer, the presiding officer of the clubhouse, to come out.

When Messer, dressed in a mage robe, walked out of the laboratory and saw his old rival, he was also a little surprised.

As soon as they met each other, without words, an invisible storm of spiritual power broke out between the two.

It was a battle of their spiritual will.

In general, Master Messer's strength is more reflected in alchemy, and his own rank is only the peak of bronze, on the contrary, the white cardinal Banteri is already a stable silver middle, and the gap between them is not small. Surprisingly, the two of them now seem to be evenly matched.

A clergyman who has reached the level of Bantri can already use divine power selectively and restrictively to forcibly improve their strength, but this is not a battle of life and death, and there is no need to borrow divine power at all.

And although Messer's actual strength is only on the edge of the early stage of silver, with the assistance of several amplification magic guides on his body, he can completely fight against Banteri at the spiritual level without falling behind.

The strength of any alchemy master cannot be ignored, especially an equipment manufacturing master like Messer, who specializes in enchantment, it is too easy to increase his strength with external forces.

Although the confrontation between the two silver powerhouses was powerful, it was always controlled within a very small range, there was no earth-shattering scene, and no one else was alarmed at all, only the nearest few bronze peak mages felt the powerful and hidden fluctuations, and rushed to help Messer.

Seeing that the old opponent had added a few bronze peak helpers to his side, although he didn't speak or move, the mental power implied in the silence of several people had formed a lot of pressure, as long as Messer showed defeat, it was estimated that he would go all out.

When Bantryy saw this situation, he also knew that today's confrontation would end here, otherwise he would be the one who suffered.

So Chong Messer nodded slightly, as an opponent who had been fighting openly and secretly with each other for many years, the old mage understood what Banteri meant for the first time, so the two of them withdrew their spiritual power almost at the same time, and an invisible battle was finally eliminated invisibly.

"What kind of situation did you come to the door in person, the mages in our house are really flattered!"

Ignoring Messer's implicit sarcastic words, Bantry said straight to the point: "I have come this time to ask Messer about the whereabouts of a person!" "What is so important that you, as a white cardinal, come and ask for it yourself?"

Bentry, who has always been a man of few words, even said to himself:

"If I send a priest, I'm not going to be kicked out of the gate by you!

"So you just came here and didn't even send out a message in advance?"

The old mage raised his eyebrows and asked, then waved his hand at the waiter and said, "Look at how scared these young people, I don't know what kind of magical beast you think!"

The waiter received the signal from the old mage, and quickly bowed down in a cold sweat, although it was not aimed at him, but the invisible pressure on the many strong people still made him feel as if he was about to suffocate.

The attendants retreated, and only four mages and Bishop Bentre were left in the hall. "Say, the Bishop doesn't pray in the temple, what the hell is the point of coming to our mage's house—"

"That man doesn't matter to you or me, but he's a wanted criminal by the Hand of Justice and Sauron, the sorcerer Gorman, I've heard that there have been some conflicts with you, and the last one to see him was your young genius apprentice?"

"Are the pesky hounds of the Hand of Justice coming to the Northlands too?" Messer and the three high-level mages present changed their faces.

"Don't think about it, a bronze-level team is just a bronze-level team, it can't make much waves, and they will leave if they can't complete the task, it's just a matter of time or time, so if you have any news, Messer, it's better to tell me!"

Bishop Bentry's outspoken words reassured the old mage a little, and the Hand of Justice's style of conduct made them unpopular among the forces of the human race, except in the areas controlled by the Church of the Radiant Tritheism. Obviously, although the Church of the Goddess of Agriculture is an ally with the other party, it also has some antipathy, otherwise Bantri would not have said it openly and secretly.

Messer nodded slightly and said:

"My apprentice did deal with the sorcerer twice, the other party was secretly commissioned by other forces to assassinate, but the department failed twice, the last time he was injured and escaped, and then he didn't know what to do, you still have to ask Donald in person to get an accurate answer!"

"Is that so? I have already met your apprentice today, and he is indeed a potential talent, no wonder Messer you are so maintained, I have already received the news, there is no matter of our goddess church here, you can solve the rest by yourself!"

After saying that, Banteri nodded to the mages present and turned to leave, and after Messer watched his old opponent leave, he turned to the three bronze mages and said:

"Chris, I'm going to trouble you to go to the manor for a few days this time, I'm afraid Donald won't be able to deal with those religious lunatics!"

The middle-aged mage with a strange temper immediately smiled and said, "You don't need to say that I'm going too, that little guy Donald has a lot of ancient ruins in his hands, maybe he will find some good things with research value this time!"

Messer smiled appreciatively, and after decades of friendship, he naturally knew that this was just an excuse for Chris to show concern. In fact, the mages present can be said to have grown up under the watchful eyes of Messer, and they are also teachers and friends with each other, and their feelings are not ordinarily deep. What Messer cares about is exactly what they care about.

At the same time, in the attic behind the Kinsol Auction House in Boulder City, the silver-haired old man asked his subordinates in front of him:

"Did you get it?"

"Yes, my lord, it is indeed the people of the Righteous Hand, although they wear cloaks to hide their identities, but they can easily enter the temple, and they are still secretive, which makes people suspicious in the first place. Our eyes in the temple took the opportunity to take a look into the courtyard where they lived, although the other party had removed the emblem of the hand of justice, but as a devout believer, he would inevitably carry the emblem of the true god of the church at all times, and the combination of priests, holy warriors and knights were all followers of the three gods of radiance, and there was no other way than the hand of justice!"

Old Angwa nodded, agreeing with his analysis.

As an intelligence officer, his years of working life have given him a keen sense of touch, and he is often able to analyze the identity and main purpose of his target from some secondary information.

Even if he was actively exiled to a remote place like North County, the old man had maintained a habit for many years.

"Leave the net down! Remember that the gap should be larger, don't alarm the fish, the clergyman's sense is very sensitive like the magic 9 coins, so I want you to monitor the target remotely at all times, and prohibit close contact, clear?"

"Understood, my lord, my subordinates will do it!"

(To be continued)