Led by Habert, they did not follow the church corridor to the prayer hall, but after entering the church door, they turned directly to the left and walked towards a side hall.

It wasn't until he came to an ordinary red-shirted wooden door that Hubbard stopped, took a deep breath, and tapped the iron knocker on the door.

For... For...

Soon, on the other side of the door, footsteps were getting closer and closer, and a priest opened the door, he glanced at everyone, and said politely, "The Cathedral of Dawn welcomes the believers of the God of Dawn." But you're on the wrong track, this is not a prayer hall, and if you're new to it, I'll be able to do it for you—"

Hubbert pulled out a golden badge, delicately carved like a dawn about to break through the dark horizon.

Seeing this badge, the young priest's words came to an abrupt end, and his face changed slightly.

"Can you please verify your badge? ”

Hubbert handed it over, and the priest reverently accepted the badge, and after looking at it for a while, he bowed slightly to the crowd and said, "This is indeed the morning light badge of Archbishop Evinfitz, please follow me." ”

Following the priest through a straight corridor, the crowd came to a beautifully furnished garden. On the grass, an old man with snowy sideburns and frosty mustaches was lying on a reclining chair basking in the sun.

Sensing that someone was coming, he slowly opened his eyes and stared at Hubbert for a moment, his face showing surprise.

"Hubbert Cransom?"

"Yes, Archbishop Evanfitz, I haven't seen you for five years, and you're in good health. ”

Evan Fitz slowly straightened up, waved his hand, and motioned for the priest to stand down.

"It won't be a few years before I see the Lord of the Dawn. ”

Dia nodded inwardly, a fanatical believer like Evan Fitz, after death, the soul will definitely be led to the kingdom of God by Loshanda and become a heroic spirit or a praying person, this is the treatment that only a small number of devout believers and fanatics, as long as the god they believe in does not die, they can live forever.

"Your father, Knight Clansom......?"

"My father escaped to protect me and Avna and died in battle with the king. Hubbard's tone was choked.

Evan Fitz was silent for a long time, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of the chaise longue, and then, with a long sigh: "Another old friend...... gone"

"He is a knight of integrity, rest assured, child, death will not do evil to any soul of good character. ”

Dia is silent, the god of death will not be evil to any soul of high quality, but the god of death will not be evil to any soul of poor quality, in other words, no matter who the soul is in life, it is equal after death, it may be reincarnated as a pig, or it may be reincarnated as a great noble, and only the most devout disciples of the gods can jump out of it.

This is also the most important reason why those legendary people who are accustomed to being high above and do everything they can to increase their lifespan.

Hubbert then briefly recounted the experiences of the group along the way.

Evan Fitz nodded and slowly got up from the recliner.

"Half-elves, come closer, and I'll unleash regeneration on you, and your severed arm will grow back soon. ”

A milky white light enveloped Claire's severed arm, and Dia was no stranger to this kind of power, it was divine power.

Divine power, also known as the power of miracles by the Grand Arcanist, can create matter out of thin air, can change space, change time, and there is almost nothing that cannot be done.

Soon, Claire's right hand was rapidly reborn at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was exactly the same as before, as perfect as ever.

Claire clenched her fists excitedly, "It's finally grown, and I'm not used to doing anything without my right hand." ”

Dia said with a look of agreement: "Lonely night, lonely you, lonely thirty-four-year-old virgin needs the comfort of his right hand." ”

"Get out. ”

Evan Fitz looked at the scar on Hubbert's face.

"If you want, I can help you get back to your old self. ”

Hubbert shook his head: "Thank you for your concern and help, Archbishop Evanfitz, I don't need to be restored to my former appearance now. ”

"Until I find Archmage Graham, I want to keep it like this for now, you know, since the last time I turned down the Violet Kingdom's marriage request, some of them have been very unfriendly to me, and if they recognize me, I'm afraid there will be trouble. ”

Evan Fitz's face froze, and he asked, "Are you looking for Graham?"

"That's right, I want to make a deal with him to let Archmage Graham protect Avna. ”

"Graham is dead. “

"A month ago, he was attacked and killed by a lich. ”

Hubbard's eyes widened, and although he knew that Archbishop Evenfitz couldn't lie to him, he confirmed in disbelief: "Die... Dead?!"

Evan Fitz nodded solemnly: "This is also the reason for the tension in the royal capital recently. “

"It was precisely because of this incident that the Violet leadership was in a mess, so they did not send troops to aid the Iris Alliance. ”

Dia and Claire looked at each other speechlessly, it was the lich again, and all the troubles they had encountered along the way since they walked out of the Silent Forest had been related to the damn lich!

Avna bit her lip and slowly clenched her fists.

Do you really want to be a wandering adventurer in the future? From then on, he lived in no fixed place, slept in the open, faced Sgretel's pursuit all the time, and died in the wilderness at some point.

As for joining the Violet Kingdom, she didn't think about it, after all, as the princess of the dead country of the ally, the Violet Kingdom will definitely do a good job of the surface work in order to face the original alliance oath, but if you want to know how moisturized, it is absolutely impossible, there have been too many such examples over the ages.

To the Violet Kingdom, she is just a dispensable useless vase, usually confined to seclusion, just give some food and drink there as a mascot, if any nobleman takes a fancy to her, don't even ask her opinion, as long as the king nods, just take it and use it directly.

That kind of life is like a marionette, manipulated by others, without the power to resist.

What am I going to do?......

Hubbert took a deep breath and said, "Thank you for informing me, I'll figure it out again." ”

Evan Fitz shook his head and said, "This news is well known in the royal capital, what is there to thank me." “

He sighed, "Habert, if you have any difficulties, you can come here directly to me, although I am old and rarely get involved in those boring things, but in this city, my words can still be useful." ”

Hubbert bowed deeply and led the group away.

Although Evan Fitz never asked Hubbert about the cost of treatment, he stubbornly made his way to the prayer hall and handed over a large bag of gold coins to the nearby church staff.

"This is my donation. ”

"May the radiance of the god of the dawn be with you. The young pastor thanked.

Hubbert smiled and shook his head, "I hope so......"

It wasn't until he walked out of the Cathedral of Dawn that Avna suddenly pulled Hubbert's hand and gestured to him with her eyes that he woke up from his contemplation.

Da, da...... An ornately decorated carriage, escorted by numerous cavalry and soldiers, marched towards the Cathedral of Dawn.

Seeing the man in the carriage, Hubbert's eyes shrank and he quickly lowered his head.