Listening to Rabich and Sherlock's conversation, Ivas realized something else.

If the Beast Song Tribe is considered to be in the top three or five......

Ivas fell into deep thought.

There is no doubt that the old Rabich is scheming, but he is certainly not the fifth level.

And Bram stole the power of the Wildfire Giant, which is comparable to the fifth energy level...... But he's only the fourth level himself.

Contemporary tribal leaders don't even dare to provoke Bram when his own father is caught. Apparently he is not a fifth energy level either. Such a tribe may be regarded as the top three in the Southern Continent.

…… That is to say, the fifth energy level of the entire Southern Continent combined, not even three?

No wonder irises and goblins run rampant there......

And listening to the meaning of little Rabihe, in fact, in addition to the Avalon people, whether it is the iris people or the Star Antimony people...... Even the Sabbatarians east of the desert already have their own forces on the southern continent.

It's normal, after all, many of the rituals, potions, and poison materials come from the Southern Continent.

Avalon had previously restricted the development of other paths, so he didn't care about these resources.

And for the star antimony with transcendence, balance and love; irises with adaptation and love; and the ancient kingdom of Sabbatation, which also has transcendent and adaptive properties, they are very lacking in these materials.

The next time you see Isabel, mention it to her. It's not in a hurry, but businessmen are very slow to act, and at least a few professional research reports can be pulled......

As Ivus pondered, several people in the room walked out.

I saw that Bram and Rabich had a triangular flail on their necks and hands, which was the familiar flail of Ivas—the binding spell of the authoritarian path, and they did it in a divine way.

Unlike Rabich, Bream's spirit had become noticeably sluggish, and he was biting a pillar of light in his mouth, which prevented him from saying anything. His mouth was deflated inward, a sign of toothlessness.

Let a person bite a pillar with a mouthful full of teeth...... It doesn't seem that the elves are as pure and weak as Ivus thinks.

Seeing this, little Rabich walked over a little nervously and asked in fluent Elfish language, "Excuse me, what is this?" Why did you take my grandfather with you? ”

"He also sinned."

Pure White replied: "He cursed Zumadi. ”

“…… Didn't Zumadi forgive him? ”

Hearing this, little Rabihe frowned slightly and looked at the red-skinned Zumadi.

Only at this moment can it be seen that he is indeed the young heir of the tribe.

Zumadi shook his head, bowed, and waved his hands in horror, his face sweating profusely, and his mouth gurgling.

And the old Rabich just said a bland word, which stopped his explanation, and made the little Rabich look at him.

The old troll whispered a few words of admonition.

Then he looked down at the others and said in fluent and standard Avalon, "Of course Zumadi forgave me, I just went into hiding to avoid the limelight. ”

"Shelter from the limelight?"

Ivus was stunned for a moment.

Brem has been arrested, what is there to avoid?

But this old troll is really not a simple person, and Ivus does not dare to completely ignore his words, so he can only keep them in his heart first.

The last person to make Ivas feel this kind of pressure had to be his adoptive father, Professor Moriarty.

"You don't have to worry about the damage to the building here, the bishop will come and repair it later. If you're interested, you can take a look, and if you're not interested, you can leave for the time being......"

Pure White whispered to Ehuas, "I'll go find Janis tomorrow...... If you want to come, you can come. Just as a notary. ”

After eating Ivace's dates, she now clearly values Ivus. Even if this kind of conversation involves personal privacy, he is willing to take Ivas with him.

However, as "a" notary public...... This actually implies that Sherlock and Lily can't go along.

"Okay, I'll come."

Ivus nodded without hesitation, and gladly responded.

He never misses something to watch.

So the team that was arresting the prisoner left in front of Ehuas.

But just as they passed by, the old troll suddenly spoke and whispered in Avalon, "You are much better than your father." ”

“…… What? ”

Ivus was stunned for a moment.

He glanced at Sherlock before he confirmed that old Rabich was speaking to himself.

He suddenly turned his head to look at the old troll's back.

It's mine...... Father?

Which father do you know of me?

Does it refer to Priest Giulio, or ...... Professor Moriarty?

If it were the former, how could he possibly know the old Rabich?

And if it's the latter...... Ivas really didn't feel that he deserved to be judged much better than "Professor Moriarty".

But the elder Rabich did not explain this. After he had said this, he left with the Holy Maiden and the Pope's guard on his back. Little Rabich also waved at Ivus, and then left with his grandfather.

"Does he mean Professor Moriarty?"

After he left, Sherlock whispered, "The professor has also been to the Southern Continent?" ”

“…… I suspect that," Ivus said, looking at the old troll's back, "the controlled fire movement has something to do with him. ”

- Temporary death, or solidified life.

Through fierce but meaningless resistance, to rebel against Ning Po's fate itself.

Just make the otherwise calm lake yellow and muddy...... The water in the lake will naturally gush and flow. It was a fire that forced everyone out of their place...... But at the same time it is also a controlled fire.

Ivas pondered, and Sherlock on the side looked down in thought.

After a moment, Ivus reached out and put his hand around Sherlock's shoulder, "Alright, don't think about it. Let's go get something to eat first...... It seems that we were thrown here by Her Highness the Holy Maiden. ”

"She's probably anxious to ask about the troll, it's serious."

Sherlock said casually, "Where are we going after dinner?" Go to Miss Freya, or ...... The man? ”

"Go find my sister first, Master Janis should be there too."

Aihuas replied, "If His Highness Pure White doesn't handle it well, he may not be able to see Master Yanis after tomorrow." While she is not yet stressed, see her first. ”

"Okay."

Sherlock nodded.

Although the fifth ring is compared to the first ring, the flow of people is already very scarce.

But there were no fewer shops here, and they soon found a curry shop owned by the lizardmen. Lily had never eaten anything like this before, but Sherlock had eaten it on his trip to Iris, so he expertly ordered it mildly spicy.

And Ivas didn't hesitate to ask for a heavy spicy.

I have to say that the church is much better than Avalon, at least in terms of food. After so many years in Avalon, the best thing he ate was iris food. He didn't really understand Lygia, who could eat fried chicken and fish with relish...... Even the irises felt that the taste of these dishes was so light.

Of course, there is also a reason for this, which is that the price of spices in Avalon is relatively high. After all, Avalon could only buy spices from the Star Antimony and Iris, not the Goblins.

However, with the opening of trade lanes in the Southern Continent by Avalon, this may change somewhat.

…… Somehow that's going to change. Probably.

Ivas wasn't quite sure, either.

They didn't know Freya's location, but as the archbishop, Evas's words were still very good in the church. Just went to inquire about a few elves who seemed to know her, and easily found the clue.

The helpful elves were very willing to help Ehuas, so they relayed and changed four groups of people back and forth, and escorted them to their destination.

However, it is clear that when these elves are chatting on the road, their evaluation of Freya seems to be a little strange:

"Ah, that weirdo...... Actually, I don't communicate with her much. ”

"Archbishop, are you here to help Miss Freya with treatment?"

"At this point, Freya may not have woken up yet. If she hasn't woken up yet, you can come to my institute, which is right next door. ”

They soon arrived at Freya's institute.

It is said to be a research institute, but from the outside, it looks like a huge wooden villa.

Declining the enthusiastic invitation of the enthusiastic elf lady, Ivus accepted a bag of fruit fed by the other party.

It is a soft, purple-red fruit that looks like a nectarinate or a pear. It seems to be a new variety researched by the other party.

It smells pretty fragrant. But Ivas had just seen a similar red orb in the glass that Blem had drunk, and now that he looked back, he was a little unappetizing.

And after saying goodbye to the elven researcher in the white robe, Sherlock, who had been silent, complained:

“…… Haven't woken up since 12 o'clock? ”

"It's a bit outrageous...... indeed"

Ivas nodded, his expression a little strange: What kind of summer vacation routine is this?

He became interested in his sister, whom he had "never met".

And...... Does she have any old ailments or injuries that need to be treated by the archbishop?

Even the passers-by can think that she needs the archbishop to heal herself......

With that in mind, Ivus knocked on the door of the villa.

(End of chapter)