In order to enjoy the magnificence of the Heavenly Waterfall during the best viewing season, they got out of a carriage and took it to the Holy City of the Holy See, which was very close to the Heavenly Waterfall.

The coachman was a man of few words, and he usually did not talk to them unless necessary. Accustomed to being alone, he was familiar with this kind of relatively boring scene, and he took care of himself sorting out the little things he thought were interesting, such as playing with his knife. Sylvia was not as patient as he was, chattering non-stop, occasionally responding to her with a word or two, and several days of the journey were spent in such self-amusement.

With the rising sun and the early morning light, the hazy shadow of the white city can already be seen in the distance in front of the carriage, but the mountain is running dead horses, this road seems to be close, but in fact it is still far away.

The horses that pulled the carriage were good horses and ran fast, but even so, they waited until the sun was three poles before they finally reached the gates of the city. After paying the entrance fee, the coachman drove directly to a hotel he was familiar with.

Coachmen like these who specialize in long-distance passenger travel usually have one or two familiar inns, and every time they bring in a guest, these inns will pay the coachmen a few hard-earned money, which is also an extra income for the coachmen.

After paying the fare for a silver coin, Gloom and Sylvia were too lazy to run anymore, not to mention that the environment of this store was not bad. The two of them simply asked for two upper rooms at this hotel and stayed there.

"Today's weather is good, we can visit the Basilica of Vanti, the headquarters of the Holy See, I heard that the bell tower there is famous, and it is said that the Pope himself often prays in the Hall of the Dawn, which is the best way to see the Pope up close. Looking at the bright but solemn autumn light outside, he proposed.

"You shadow demon, run to the headquarters of the Holy See so brightly and boldly, are you not afraid that people will find out your true identity and purify you with holy light? Sylvia tilted her head and stared at Gloo, "I want to go too, but this girl doesn't want to see you killed by piles of magic." ”

"Are you concerned about me?" he glanced at her, "I don't bother Miss Lausilvia if I am not killed by magic, I am sacrificing my life to accompany the beauty, you should appreciate your face." ”

"Kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs. Since you want to go so much, I'll sell your face and go. Sylvia gave him a blank look.

The two of them went out the door as they spoke, and Sylvia naturally took Dark's arm. She was covered with a new cloak, which, like the previous one, was particularly eye-catching.

The autumn tiger is very vicious, this is the heat of the last moment, the power of nature is greater, and the Holy City of the Holy See is in the place where the sun shines most strongly, so there is hardly a cooler place in the whole city.

"The heat is dead, the heat is dead. Sylvia drank a glass of cold juice as she stuck out her tongue. She had come out of the forest, where the hottest time was half the temperature of the Holy City, and the tall branches and lush leaves of the trees blocked the sunlight, making it easy to find a shady spot. But here, not to mention the shade, there is not even a place with shade.

"If you feel hot, we can go back now. Gloomy paused.

"No, no, no, no, no, not hot, not hot, I'm just kidding, let's keep going. Sylvia, as soon as she heard this, immediately denied what she had just said: "I'm having fun with you, it's not hot here, but it's cool." ”

This is obviously talking nonsense with your eyes open, and secretly enjoying yourself in your heart. Sylvia just wanted to go, but she was afraid of the heat, and the best way to keep her from whining there was to scare her, as long as she was scared and said she couldn't go, she was allowed to obey.

"If it's not hot, let's go, it's coming soon. ”

You don't need any guide to get to the Cathedral of the Holy City, the city is almost entirely made of pure white stones, white is the color that represents light, light is the only tone of the Holy See of Light, except for one place, that is, the "Bell Tower of Doom", which is completely black, and pure black without a trace of impurities, as if it can suck people's souls into it at a glance.

According to legend, the Bell Tower of Doom is the place where the eldest son of the God of Light fell after the battle with the Great Demon God, and the Great Demon God believed by the demons, in order to commemorate his victory in this battle and the humiliation of the God of Light, specially built this bell tower there, and also carried out an evil resurrection technique on Archimedes, the eldest son of the God of Light who had died in battle, and then turned Archimedes into a complete evil. In order to seal the evil Archimedes, the god of light spent a day to build the city, he used the stone with the purest power of light, on which to carve the most mysterious and complex magic circuit, the entire city into a huge magic circle, all the time from all kinds of places to extract energy, the energy of the seal became stronger and stronger. After that, the God of Light sent His most loyal followers to garrison it......

"We are the most loyal believers of the God of Light. After all, Archimedes is the son of the God of Light, and God can't bear to kill him, so God sent us here to prevent Archimedes from finding a way to break the seal and be born again, and then cause unpredictable harm to the world. ”

"Uncle, you are deeply poisoned, this is a disease, you have to be treated. Sylvia looked at the excited white-bearded old man in front of her and said to him helplessly.

Although they didn't need to ask for directions, they were new to the city and didn't know where the main gate was, so they asked someone for the location of the main entrance. As a result, this old man came out of nowhere, and without saying a word, there was a burst of gushing, and the spittle stars were about to fly to the two of them.

"Young people today don't know anything about respecting legends. There must be a basis for groundlessness, and respecting tradition is respecting history......"

Seeing that the old man still had the meaning to continue, he frowned, and secretly released a coercion to pounce on the old man, hoping to force him to leave here on his own initiative.

The coercion of high-level demons is very terrifying, but it is controlled very well, and it will not scare people to death. This coercion almost hit the old man, and Sylvia, who was standing next to her, didn't notice it at all.

The old man danced in place for a moment, and a comic smile appeared on his face.

"Young people are too angry, it's not good for the body. ”