Chapter 15: The Templar

Stellar Gold is very convincing, and no one who is thrown in the face by a bag of Stellar Gold can question this, and Clifford can't resist it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Clifford was a strong fighter after all, so he relied on what little sanity he had left to ask questions.

"This," Clifford said, weighing the money bag in his hand, his huge palm clenching the small money bag tightly, "how many lives do you think it will take?"

Ferdinand habitually stood in the shadows, his hands folded in his sleeves, "Half?" he asked, as if asking himself.

"Not enough," Ferdinand shook his head, "why don't you think about how many of you have left, how about ten?"

Clifford's hand on the money bag tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and Ferdinand looked at his hesitant appearance and shattered his illusion: "Just keep yourself, so that at least my money will not be taken by the enemy." ā€

Clifford gasped, his arm bruised, and he gritted his teeth and said, "As long as I live, you mean you can die?"

Ferdinand took a step forward, and the fire seemed to shine on the man for the first time. He took off his hood and tied up his long, black and gray hair, and by the light of the fire, Clifford could see the man for the first time. I saw that his face was peaceful, elegant, and his expression was steady and mature, and he seemed to be in his first year, but there was a faint sadness between his eyebrows.

Listening to Clifford's rhetorical question, he suddenly smiled, put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly, "That's my glory." ā€

"I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Ferdinand. The man introduced himself very solemnly.

Clifford said angrily, "I know this, what is your identity? ā€

"I'm sorry. Ferdinand's gentle reply, with a spring breeze-like bearing, made Clifford hard, this is the employer with whom he has been with for a long time, the cold-blooded creature who has always hidden in a cold and dark place like a poisonous snake?

"Actually, I'm an astrology from the Sanctuary of Light. ā€

"The Light Sanctuary?!" Clifford's expression looked like something unfortunate had been glued to him, and he frowned in a rare way, asking loudly.

Ferdinand was accustomed to seeing people's expressions, and he corrected him in surprise: "The correct name is the Templar of Light." ā€

"Alright, Templar!" Clifford said heavily, "I thought you were all playing the role of hunters, let me guess who could have made such a mess of the Inquisition's lords, or did you betray the Templars?"

"There must be shadows under the sun...... Ferdinand looked not angry at all, and he changed the subject and asked, "Don't you wonder why I gave that box out?"

"You think I'm a rookie just starting out? It's obviously a bait, and I don't know what the stuff is for, but that's the trouble, isn't it?" Clifford is an experienced mercenary, and in his many years as a mercenary, he has seen a lot of intrigues, and no one will casually abandon a valuable item, unless it brings more trouble than profit. Therefore, sending out the box that is not simple at first glance can only be an act of planting blame.

In the firelight, Ferdinand, like a true clergyman, with a kind and reassuring smile on his face, waved his hand and motioned for Clifford to continue his analysis.

Clifford continued: "Of course, there are also unclear points, such as how can you guarantee that the youngest son of the Cleveland family will snatch the box?"

Ferdinand smiled, "Because I can also charm humans with this spell." Looking at Clifford's surprised expression, he said, "Don't be so surprised, astrology, you've probably heard of what kind of people it is. ā€

"Oh, of course I've heard of a group of mages who have betrayed their faith and thrown themselves into the Church of Light. The Church doesn't care much about the origins of its members, as long as they are willing to be baptized by the Holy Light and meet the needs of the Church. ā€

"That's right, so I happen to be a little bit good at seducing humans. But a little bit contrary to what you think, I didn't do anything to that little mage in Cleveland. That little guy, I feel a little unusual, I remember his name is Victor, Victor Cleveland, although the name is not good, and the appearance is not glamorous, but it is really unusual. ā€

"How do you know, you've only seen it once from afar, and it's not even known. Clifford suddenly discovered a new side to this guy, should this be said to be self-confidence or arrogance?

"Eyes. Ferdinand affirmed, "You mortals can't understand what wisdom is." But you have to understand that it is relatively easy for a person to learn to manage his body expressions, but it takes enough time to hide the thoughts in his eyes, and the eyes of the young man Victor are full of wisdom and pride. ā€

"Who knows, maybe he's just because of his nobility? I've seen quite a few arrogant and impudent aristocrats, those who are born with a lot of money, who look like peacocks who have eaten their stomachs, and I sometimes really want to choke them by the neck and make them retract their hateful jaws. ā€

Ferdinand nodded in approval, the nobles did cause a lot of trouble to the great cause of the true god: "What you said has some truth, but little Victor is different, I believe that I am not mistaken, this is a mage, the kind of condescension in his eyes, the attitude of the wise to the fool." ā€

Clifford had disbelief in his eyes, but he didn't refute it anymore, and he asked, "So you made a move on Dennis, but I've heard that only one human charm spell can work on a person, right?"

Ferdinand was a little surprised that Clifford also had some knowledge of spells, and he explained simply: "Estimating and controlling the duration of a spell's effect is a basic skill for a mage. Anyway, it's just to ask them to have a conflict, isn't Dennis a young man, it's normal to be attracted to a pretty girl, I just helped him make a start, and he won't suspect anything afterwards, this kind of ordinary apprentice IQ is only to this extent, they are too easy to fool. ā€

Clifford took two steps back without a trace, deciding to keep a safe distance from the dangerous figure in the future.

"But how do you know Victor is going to the gold-encrusted roses, and even if they have a conflict, your crate won't necessarily be delivered, right?"

Ferdinand seemed to be in a good mood and took the trouble to explain: "There is always a chance, and there will be another time if you can't give it away." I'm just trying to take advantage of the situation, but it looks like Victor did a good job and saved me a lot of trouble. ā€

"What would you do if Victor hadn't done that?"

"Victor confiscated the goods, won't there be Julian? and then send them directly to the Earl's Palace, although that would be a bit simple and crude, and not the best option, but if time is urgent, it is the only way. ā€

"Julian, the Earl's Palace, you mean that your real target is Constantine? and why?"

"Victor will give the box to Konstantin's, if not, I will remind them. Ferdinand looked confident: "You know what an astrowizard does, right?"

"Astrology ?...... A mage who observes the stars and predicts fate?" Clifford felt that he was so well-informed that he could answer such a question.

ā€œ...... All right. Ferdinand thought for a moment and decided not to waste his words again: "In the eyes of ordinary people, that's probably what it means." But an astrologist is no longer a mage, you see. ā€

"Three years ago......," Ferdinand recalled, "there was a strange change in the sky, and a strange star appeared for a while, not for long, but it was unusual. ā€

"Every star is the embodiment of a god, but no new god appeared three years ago, neither before nor after, this should be an ancient star. We don't know why it appeared, but the results of the astrology are unsettling, and the trajectory of fate seems to have taken a strange turn. ā€

"It's really weird. Clifford agreed, but he didn't quite understand: "But what does this have to do with Sarah?"

"It doesn't matter, don't you know what Sarah's title is?Spinning Thread of Fate!The trajectory of fate has changed, and the spinning thread has been plucked!" Ferdinand's tone was a little excited.

"But so what? isn't Sarah gone?" said Clifford strangely, the conclusion known to the whole world.

"It's falling, yes. Ferdinand affirmed his conclusion, but then told a big secret: "But not dead." ā€

Clifford was shocked, "What do you mean you're not dead?!"

Literally, it means that it can be resurrected, and gods and demons are not so easy to completely destroy. ā€

"But isn't it the ......," Clifford pointed to his finger, "supposedly the hand of the true god himself?"

Ferdinand replied in a tone of indisputable indifference, "For my Lord has not yet allowed Sarah's death." ā€

His tone was like a trivial matter, no different from the weather today, what to eat at noon, and so on. But to Clifford's ears, this is no different from thunder on a sunny day, whether it is a huge amount of wealth or the secrets of the Church of Light buried in history, he can no longer retreat, and he desperately moves forward until he dies to the last man, which is the only choice for Iris.

"Fate has led us here," Ferdinand said with emotion, and in Clifford's eyes, the astrologist at this moment resembles a real magic stick, "and the address of Sarah's ruins is in the hands of the Cleveland family, to be exact, only Konstantin knows now." ā€

"Find the ruins and resurrect Sarah so we can figure out what's going on. Ferdinand patted Clifford on the shoulder, but the height difference made him give up the idea, and finally he could only pat his arm, "If you can survive this time, find a remote place to hide, cross the ocean to the north continent, or hide in the territory of those barbarians in the west." War will break out, believe me, my friend. ā€