——Thank you to the leader of the Lan Shang Cloud Alliance for once again rewarding 100,000 starting coins, and continue to watch four hours tomorrow.
Today at midnight, I asked for a monthly pass~
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In a hidden cave near the Dark Mountains in the Black Forest of Merze, the silver-robed high priest Ilya stood on a half-height platform, looking at the sparse cultists below, anger like a volcanic eruption, causing deep cracks to appear in the foundation under his feet.
Pure power, without any extraordinary blessings, the silver-robed high priest Ilya behaved like a high-level dark knight at this time.
"Who can tell me what happened?!" Ilya roared loudly, but the language he spoke was not a lingua franca or an ancient language, but a word full of darkness, evil, and fear.
At this time, there were less than ten "Silver and White Horn" believers who could escape from the pursuit of the church and the knights. A level 5 great knight "Night Killer" Dragan, a level 5 priest, a level 4 priest, and three priests, an ordinary dark knight, are all the remaining strength of the "Silver and White Horn" in the Principality of Waorit, and the loss is more than 90%!
How can such a situation not make Elijah, who has worked hard for many years to develop and grow the "Silver and White Horns" to the point where it can compete with the strength of a diocese of the Church of Truth, lose his mind.
With his roar, the priests, priests, and knights lowered their heads deeply, not daring to face the high priest's anger, and Ilya's anger also ignited a layer of black flames with a strong smell of sulfur all over his body, causing his silver hood to float back like the wind, exposing his head.
It was a monster with two crooked horns, blood-red eyes, and an aura of evil and destruction.
After venting his frenzy for a while, Ilya finally regained his senses, put his hood back on, and asked, "Can anyone tell me why Camille, Ammorton, Gosset, and Natasha rushed over so quickly?"
Silence, no one answers, no one knows why.
Ilya looked at the seven cultists with red eyes and asked again: "Can anyone tell me why that damn magician 'professor' fled to the sealed ruins?" This was information from Dragan eating the brain of a certain night watchman, and they who hurriedly fled had no idea what was happening in the underground ruins cell, and thought that Jensen had been killed by a sneaking night watch in a hurry to escape.
Silence, or silence.
Ilya almost lost his mind again, and finally suppressed the urge to roar: "Then who can tell me the information about that damn 'professor'?!"
This time, someone finally answered, and Dragan restrained the fear caused by Ilia's powerful momentum and said: "Dear High Priest, according to the information provided by a magician who cooperates, the 'professor' is likely a commissioner from the headquarters of the Magic Council who came to investigate the previous matter. In fact, two days ago, we got information that the 'professor' and a magic apprentice agreed to meet nearby to explore the ruins, but because their location was too far away and the news about the ruins was inaccurate, we didn't stop it.
"If you didn't stop it, you didn't stop it?!" Ilya couldn't wait to tear the dragan in front of him into pieces and swallow it into his stomach.
Dragan knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he could only lower his head and dare not answer, but retorted in his heart: "If it is stopped from such a distance, then the entire Melzer Black Forest is within the scope that needs to be stopped, and it is easier to expose."
The eastern entrance to Larnaca Gorge is separated from the ranger's hut for more than ten minutes, and the "Professor" they are going to explore the "Emden" ruins are heading towards the Massol River!
After Ilya roared, he said coldly: "I suspect that the 'professor' deliberately lured the Night Watch over, on the one hand, it can get rid of the traitor, and on the other hand, it can cause serious losses to the Night Watch."
"But, High Priest, didn't you tell us that the Magic Council is on the same side as us in this matter? Why did the 'professor' do this?" The fifth-level priest asked suspiciously.
Ilya laughed softly: "Humans are always full of infighting, and the Magic Council is no exception."
Then he turned around: "I will pray to the great Lord of silver, the true God who holds eternal silence, and see what kind of revelation He will give."
All the cultists knelt down and began to pray.
As time passed, a rich black shadow emerged from Ilya's silver priest's robe, enveloping the front in the deepest, darkest, and deepest darkness.
There was a terrifying pressure in the darkness, and an evil voice that could not be described in words seemed to sound in everyone's heart, but no one could understand it.
Soon, the shadow disappeared, and Elijah stood up and raised his right hand: "The great Lord of silver and white has revealed to me that things have indeed changed, but under His eternal and unchanging divine grace, the change will be delayed, and we will have plenty of time to complete this matter and continue to build His earthly kingdom for the true God."
"May you walk on the ground as you walk in your country." The other cultists were filled with joy.
Ilya continued: "The great Silver White Lord also gave me a prophecy about today's events, 'A fallen star has opened the prelude to chaos, the throne of fate has lost its owner, and the unbelievers who walk in light and darkness have ascended the magnificent stage for the first time.' 」
"What does the prophecy of the true God reveal?" Dragan did not understand this poetic prophecy at all.
Ilya shook his head: "Alto is defiled by the evil god, and the existence of the evil evil god lackey Sald makes the prophecy very vague."
In fact, Ilya, who was inspired by the "Silver Lord", understood that even without Thalde, the prophetic psalms would still be vague and ambiguous, because all prophecies were like this, even those made by the legendary magician with the title of "Prophet".
Fate and time are always the most difficult to see, and every prophet is like a blind man facing a mountain, and can only touch a part of it.
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Lucian slept deeply until it was close to eight o'clock when he woke up to the crisp sound of birdsong in the forest near the manor.
Maybe it was because the dance ended very late last night, so no one came to disturb Lucian, and no one urged Lucian to use breakfast, so that Lucian could stay in bed in the soft velvet quilt for the first time after crossing over, and it took half an hour to get up and do a simple grooming.
After arranging his clothes, Lucian opened the door and walked to the main hall, and as soon as he went down the stairs, a maid greeted him: "Mr. Evans, what breakfast do you need?"
"Well, milk, bread, cheese, and sausages." Lucian, who had been doing intense "exercise" last night, asked for a high-calorie breakfast.
The maid smiled sweetly and politely: "Mr. Evans, are you going to the table for breakfast, or will you bring it to your room?"
Lucian looked into the restaurant and unexpectedly found that Rhein was splitting the steak with a knife and fork inside, and then elegantly putting the bloodshot piece of meat in his mouth, looking like he was having lunch.
He sensed Lucian's gaze, looked up, wiped his mouth with a napkin and smiled: "Lucian, Phyllis's fried veal steak is very good, it uses calf breast and rib meat, tender and juicy, don't you want to try it?"
Lucian ordered the maid: "Bring it to the table, add me a fried veal steak, medium rare."
Sitting across from Rhine, Lucian smiled and said, "A delicious breakfast in the morning will make for a good day."
"It can also replenish the physical strength consumed by 'exercise'." Rhine smiled meaningfully.
A young nobleman next to him laughed twice, but he obviously misunderstood what he meant: "Evans, Yvette is a beast."
Lucian picked up a knife and fork and cut the steak: "Albert, I twisted my foot last night and didn't get up to open the door." While dancing, Phyllis pointed out to Lucian about the aristocratic young man Albert, who was also a musician.
Albert suddenly laughed: "No wonder Yvette took people hunting in the morning, so that's the case, Lucian, you are really ......" He gave a thumbs up, "I told you Lucian don't mind, right?"
"No problem." After chatting for a while eating, Lucian saw that Rhein was about to order the servant to clean up the plate, and hurriedly asked: "Mr. Rhein, can you tell me where the dream-like beautiful place you saw during your trip is?"
Rhein smiled narrowly: "Of course you have to keep it a secret from that kind of 'paradise' beautiful place, okay, if you can hold a concert of your own, become a real musician, and get invitations from other countries on the mainland, I will tell you."
Lucian begged for a few more words, but Rhine firmly refused, and then got up and left.
When he reached the corner, Rhein shook his head and smiled and said to himself: "How can such a fun thing end so quickly? A great musician, it's interesting to think about."
Albert listened to the conversation between the two suspiciously, and finally couldn't help but ask: "What is the location?"
"I don't know." Lucian replied helplessly, and began to seriously think about how to fulfill Rhein's request, "The concert he said must only have my own works, but how can I make a 'destiny' in a month or two like before. 'Destiny' can also be said to be an explosion of past life experiences, but if every symphony is completed in such a short time, it is completely unreasonable."
"Maybe we should start with the simpler ones such as serenades, nocturnes, and etudes, and then pair them with a new symphony or sonata, in short, add 'fate' to gather the music needed for a two-hour concert in a year." Lucian made a rough plan, "It seems that life is back on track."
As for the identity of "professor", Lucian no longer plans to use it, nor is he ready to intersect with people in the Alto magic circle, because after doing such a big thing, "professor" must be the target of the church's hatred and focus on arresting.
Anyway, the matter of the Magic Council headquarters can be obtained from Rhein, and magic learning is temporarily studied by myself.
After breakfast, Lucian saw Phyllis sleepy and hazy, so he went up and said hello: "Phyllis, my feet are already healed, there are some things at home that need to be dealt with, please allow me to leave early without participating in the hunting activities."
"What happened to your family?" Phyllis thought someone had come to inform Lucian.
Lucian showed a puzzled look: "It's related to Her Royal Highness, please allow me to keep it a secret."
Phyllis suddenly woke up and looked at Lucian suspiciously: "Okay, I'll send you back in a carriage."
Sitting in the carriage, Lucian motioned for the coachman to go to Sir Wayne's estate first.
(End of this chapter)