In the darkness, even with the help of some hazy moonlight faintly peeking through the clouds, the Castle of Radiance could still reflect a faint light, and it looked like a giant pearl perched on the plains of Celeste.

When it was first built hundreds of years ago, Radiant Castle was already the largest and most magnificent structure on the continent, and it has not stopped expanding for hundreds of years. The tall buildings are almost as tall as a mountain. Within a radius of several miles, there are towers of varying heights, magnificent halls, and churches like hills. Although it may not be as good as the legendary architecture of the Elven Empire in ancient times, it is undoubtedly a miracle that human architecture can create.

And in the eyes of believers, it is a holy place. Legend has it that on the day the Glorious Castle was built, the holy and glorious horses descended from the sky and shrouded the entire castle, and there was a huge angel flying over the castle. Since then, the Shining Castle has radiated a holy white glow all year round. This is the unquestionable God

Trace. Countless believers often come from far and wide to pay homage to the miracle in the world, and worship themselves outside the huge white walls. This is the basis of their faith in the world.

Ai Yimei stood in front of the window and looked at the scene outside in a daze, the white outer wall of the Great Hall of Light in the distance reflected the faint moonlight, it looked so holy and magnificent, like a holy place that does not eat the fireworks of the world. But Ai Yimei knew that there were dozens of Templars in ambush, and those who were the elite from all over the world were murderously waiting to throw themselves into the trap. And the white magic of the thousands of clergy in the entire Radiant Castle was enough to turn this night into day in a blink of an eye, and not even a fly could fly out. And on the scattered towers, mages are specially placed on them to cast magical eyes, although this kind of spell is not a burden on magic, but with the manpower of the Radiant Castle, it is not a problem at all.

Her dream was to one day be able to enter this glorious castle. To be precise, this is a dream that his grandfather, Old Man Rayras, has instilled in him since he was a child, and in the eyes of the pious Old Man Reyras, it is as honorable to be able to enter this place as if he could touch the light of God.

Naturally, this dream has long been shattered by reality, and the old man Layras died at the hands of the cardinal. Abin was killed by the Templar Knight's sword, and was killed in the maelstrom of innocent involvement. Celeste, the former sacred place in her heart, has long been in her mind like a lair of evil spirits in captivity.

Even now, even standing here, seeing with her own eyes the holy and pampered building that her grandfather told her about herself, the disgust and fear in her heart could only be greater. She didn't know what Talis had said to Lancelot, who took her and Talis back to Radiant Castle from Negan. Lancelot was furious with Talis.

As soon as she returned to the Castle of Radiance, he imprisoned her. And Ai Yimei is similar here, although she is not locked in the dungeon, but she is also put under house arrest.

Ai Yimei is smart, and not only smart, after going through so many ups and downs, her intelligence has already been further transformed into tenacity and scheming. She didn't show any surprise when she saw the three Templars, and her face didn't even change when she saw the man's pocket in Lancelot's hand.

When Lancelot offered her a gentle offer to let her go back to Celeste, she tentatively refused, and seeing that the smile on Lancelot's face had not changed in the slightest, he immediately agreed.

There is no power to resist. Then it's better not to even show the intention of resisting. In such a situation, following the Templars to the Celes Row was the only option.

From the hurried looks of Lancelot and the Templars, she knew that nothing had happened to Asa, and that the pocket had undoubtedly been taken from Asa. She has seen the changes around her these days, and she understands what is about to happen, but she is completely powerless and can only wait here. Before I knew it, a month had passed since I came here.

She waited very calmly and well-behaved, and even the priests and swordsmen who were in charge of guarding her thought that this little girl was really cute and obedient, and they were not very vigilant, and they chatted with her from time to time. Although these people were also very tight-mouthed, Ai Yimei still learned from them. Things did go as she feared.

With the exception of the Pope and the Half-Slow, the Great Hall of Light is no longer accessible to anyone, and it is said that important items are stored there.

At first, she was in a hurry, but in the middle of this glorious castle, she knew that she would never have a chance, so she could only despair in extreme anxiety. It wasn't until later, after fully understanding that he was really powerless, that this despair slowly boiled into a fighting spirit.

If he does come, I'm going to help him.

Even if he knew that his magic was just a drop in the ocean in front of thousands of priests and magicians, even if it was only one in a thousand, it might help him. Ai Yimei still had the determination, and when the time came, she rushed out of here without hesitation. She's waiting here obediently for this. These days, she waited with an unusually calm heart, waiting for a sudden commotion in the Hall of Light, or a person riding a two-legged wyvern with the exclamations of countless people below to fall from the sky.

Women are very weak, so weak that I can't see too many things, I can't see other broader and more options, and I only have one or two simple thoughts in my heart to support myself, but it is precisely because of this weakness. That's why you can be surprisingly strong at times.

There was a knock on the door, and it was probably the swordsman on duty who came to bring him food. It was a young man with a full face, who would blush when he laughed, and from time to time quietly send small things to her and chat with her. It's rare for Celeste to see such a cute girl.

But when the door was opened, it was not a swordsman standing outside, but an old man dressed as a handyman.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Ai Yimei asked, she looked over to see that the guards outside were not there, and the knife was a little strange. No matter how noble the clergy are to the chaplain and the white magic is deep, it is impossible for them to really not eat the fireworks of the world, and it is impossible for the priests and templars to go down to the kitchen to cook for His Majesty the Pope and the bishops, so there are many miscellaneous servants in the Shining Castle.

"Something, I'm here for you to leave. The old man smiled slightly. But the voice is not the voice of the elderly.

Ai Yimei covered her mouth, and it took all her strength to keep herself from screaming, and the tears in her eyes were already overflowing.

She could hear it was Asa's voice.

"Big Brother Asa...... How did you get here? It's so dangerous here... They're all waiting for you to come, when are you coming?

Ai Yimei whispered incoherently, not knowing whether she should quickly push him away or throw herself into his arms.

The vigilance around him must not be considered lax, this is Celeste after all, after all, this is the person Lancelot asked to guard, and Aiyime had just walked out of the tall building where he was being held when he saw the swordsman and priest lying asleep on the ground.

"Brother Asa, the hilt of your sword is in the Hall of Light, but don't go, there are at least dozens of Templars I have seen......" Ai Yimei was held in Asa's arms, her heart beating wildly, her face flushed, and she whispered.

"It's thirty-two Templars tonight, and there are about one hundred and twenty high-ranking priests on guard, but the magic trap inside hasn't been opened. Asa carried the small Aiyime and walked silently from house to house like a giant black tanuki, pausing to hide in the shadows from a group of swordsmen passing by, and then silently sneaking around. He smiled and whispered, "I have already felt everything here very clearly, don't worry." Since Lancelot invited me here, I certainly can't let me down too much...... But he only seemed to be guarding against me to grab the hilt of the sword, as if he didn't expect me to find the inner response here, and use this method to sneak in. I'd like to thank Cedros this time......"

During the time when Oufu was helping Cedros, Asa was originally in charge of some covert activities, although he did not directly deal with the people on Celes's side, but the details were very clear. This time, he found the priests who had been bribed by Cedros, asked them to answer, and disguised himself as an elderly handyman and mixed in.

Of course, this time he was still in the name of Oufu, which allowed these well-hidden informants to take the risk of helping him. He only helped Ou Fu for one year, and the people below naturally didn't know that in the eyes of these informants, Asa was still Ou Fu's special operations captain.

Celeste's map, the arrangement of patrols, and the situation of those spies have already helped Asa investigate clearly. Even the time of the operation had already been planned, and this was the time when the mage Ganggang who was in charge of monitoring the area changed shifts, and some small reasons that seemed to be just a coincidence would delay the mage for at least half an hour before he could continue to use the magic vision.

Successful action comes from detailed planning in advance. Asa learned this from Cedros, so he used the team he had put a lot of effort into here. He had to admit once again that this Oufu City Lord was so meticulous in his mind and meticulous in his means, there was actually a cardinal among these informants, and it was not just money that he wanted to buy such a person.

If you just want to go straight to this place with your own personal desires, Asa admits that it is almost impossible. With such a detailed arrangement, he could now easily and easily carry Ai Yimei and escape. In many cases, it is true that strategies and methods are much more effective than direct fighting.

"It's really hard for them to send elite swordsmen from all over the world, with such a tight guard, it seems that there is really no chance to get the hilt of the sword. But unfortunately, I'm not too interested in that thing now...... At least I won't risk it, but I'll let Master Lancelot down......"

"Then Brother Asa, you are here......"

"Of course I'm taking you away...... By the way, give someone a gift for them......"