Night Crow Master

Roel Villa was in a daze.

Even though many days have passed, she still hasn't recovered from the transformation of her identity.

Originally, she thought that her life should be similar to that of her adoptive mother, coping tiredly under the trouble of buzzing bees and flies.

Then, until forty years old, because of his aging appearance, he could not attract the flies that he hated. Later, he married a rich businessman and became the noisy lady he hated, holding a folding fan for himself and himself. The husband and other noble ladies engage in handkerchief diplomacy.

Originally, she thought so.

However, since the Sir Crowredeau came to her shop and punished herself for his extra actions, there have been a series of things that made her unable to react.

During the Viscount’s banquet, the guard was suddenly killed. The truth is that the president of the Hutchinson Chamber of Commerce colluded with Viscount Lan Qiangwei, but the next moment the president of the Hutchinson Chamber of Commerce was killed again, the guard was killed, and Lan Qiang was hidden among the guests. The Viscount suddenly appeared, and then defeated the Viscount Baixi.

And just after Viscount Baixi fell into a disadvantage, the Sir Claurido appeared, and then the seemingly powerful Viscount Blue Rose was restrained without any resistance, and he only heard of it later in the legend. The Duke Rose appeared.

And he inexplicably became the apprentice of Duke Rose, became a wizard, and began to learn the knowledge of wizards under the guidance of Lord Balod.

Today, the question I asked Lord Barrod was answered, but she did not understand...

She chose to take a walk on the street to relax, maybe she can figure it out.

At this moment, she saw Sir Crowred--even now, she was still a little afraid of this Sir who was much younger than herself.

She originally planned to leave, but the words of the Lord Balod came to her heart again:

"A wizard can make the choice to retreat. Reasonable retreat is okay. However, among the reasons, there must be no cowardice. You will never know how many spells can break your mind."

"A wizard, besides strength, what is the most important thing?"

"Knowledge?"

"Knowledge, as well as the strength of the mind, your mind is too fragile, you need to overcome your own weakness."

It was this sentence that gave her no choice to turn around and leave.

She bit her lip and called out the Sir Crowred.

...

Yate turned his head in some doubt, and then saw the lady Rol.

Compared with the previous dress of the tight top + cake skirt, the other party's current dress is just a simple black dress with a black mesh hat.

It looks much pleasing to the eye.

At least Yate doesn’t get the cake skirt, just like he doesn’t like the male clothing with the upper body filled with stuffing into a box, but the lower thighs are bare. No, it should be said that the cake skirt is acceptable. But don’t you like it?

"It's nice to meet you, Ms. Lol." Yate put his hands on the cane and greeted with a smile, "I didn't expect to see you here, by the way...you can call me like before For Mr. Yate."

"I'm glad to meet you too, Sir Claurido...no, Mr. Art." Mrs. Rolle smiled hard.

Yate looked at the other person’s unnatural smile and almost laughed out loud, but he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Mrs. Rol, where is your former guard? The loyal Miss Sheila is here. where?"

Hearing these words, Mrs. Roel was a little confused at first, but seeing the unchanged smile on Yate's face, she suddenly remembered Sheila's character, and then the smile froze directly.

She probably understood why the other party mentioned Sheila.

Mrs. Lot was silent for a while, and then said: "Mr. Art, I think we can solve this misunderstanding."

"Really?" Yate pressed the brim of his hat slightly, his expression unchanged, "how do you think you can solve this misunderstanding?"

...

Ten minutes later, after extorting 30 gold coins from Mrs. Roll, Yate walked towards the street where the church was with a smile.

In fact, he had almost forgotten about Shira, only after seeing Mrs. Rolle, he remembered, and then, incidentally, blackmailed, no, after negotiating the price, he got thirty gold coins. .

This made Yate a little bit surprised and clear. What was surprising was that he didn't expect the other party to value the guard so much. For the current Mrs. Rol, a guard with a median strength or above can be easily hired as long as she wants to. , And 30 gold coins, hiring five median professionals for half a year is no problem.

It is clear that the other party's behavior is sufficient to show that the other party is qualified as a master.

Maybe the talkative female guard Sheila has any unique meaning to her?

Yate didn't know, and he didn't have so much leisure to investigate these things.

After passing by passersby, Twenty minutes later, Yate came to the front of the church.

The church in front of him is not the kind that he has the most memory in his previous life-a Gothic architecture mixed with dazzling and complex minarets and dazzling stained glass windows, and there is no sight of spires on the top of the church.

The shape of the church is more in line with the image of a medieval church in his mind-the lines of Romanesque architecture are simple, bright, thick, and down-to-earth, and some buildings have characteristics similar to aristocratic castles.

The building in front of me looks very similar to a Romanesque building, but the details are somewhat different.

On the towering, solemn spires on both sides of the church, there are some detailed depictions. Although they are not as complicated as Gothic, they are not as simple as Romanes.

However, it is also very grand, and with the holy light of the holy emblem condensed at the highest point of the church, it looks very infective.

Following a notification from a church deacon, Yate was invited to the inner hall of the church to receive guests. Not long after, Athias appeared in front of Yate.

"I didn't expect you to come to me." Compared to before, Athias's face did not change much, but compared to two days ago, Yate found that Athias's hair color became closer to golden.

"Actually, I actually don't want to come to you." Yate shrugged his shoulders. Compared to the others, he and Athias can talk more easily. If the other party doesn't like the attribute of tuberculosis, it would be even better. , "After all, in less than five minutes, you will definitely bring the topic to philosophy."

"Hey, Yate, isn't this a good thing?" Athias laughed twice. "Through philosophy, we can all get closer to the truth."

"Okay, long live the truth." Yate smiled helplessly, but it's not bad. It is easier for churches that pursue "truth" than churches that try to put all enemies in the hat of evil wizards and put them on the torture. People like it.

"Long live the truth?" Athias was a little puzzled. "The truth has always existed, but for more than ten thousand years."

"...Uh, this." Yate didn't expect the other party to ask this question. Looking at the serious expression on the other party's face, he had no choice but to use words to prevaricate it. "The process of pursuing the truth is always It is accompanied by mistakes. It is because of the limitations of our vision and means. The truth we get is limited, so it will change every time. When this limited truth can last for thousands of years, then it will Very close to the Holy Light, isn't it?"

And this sentence that was used badly in later generations made Athias' eyes shine brightly: "Limited truth! Holy light! You are right! Art! You are such a genius!"

Sorry, I am not.

Yate replied silently in his heart. Then, after he heard the "truth" and "limitations" in his mouth, he hurriedly said: "Actually, I came here to ask you for a way to exercise. "

"How to exercise?" Athias was taken aback, "How to exercise a Paladin? Do you want to join the church? However, the blue blood cannot exercise the Holy Light..."

"No, no." Yate shook his head and replied, "I just want to study how the Paladin exercises."

"Really?" Athias nodded his head seemingly understandable. Wizards like to study all kinds of things. They are famous. Criminals who commit serious crimes will become wizards' experiments and even the laws are revealed. , There is no abuse of good people to pity these criminals, and the Holy See is the same.

but.....

"Sorry, Yate." Athias shook his head, "Although I personally would like to do that, it is not allowed, so..."

"Okay." Yate sighed, which was also expected.

At this moment, a voice sounded: "Yes."

Yate couldn't help but raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

Appearing in Yate's field of vision was a tall man wearing a white-gold robe, holding a long staff in his hand, his appearance looked very ordinary, but the gentle holy light radiating outward made him very conspicuous.

Athias also looked at the visitors with a little surprise: "Master Bishop?"

bishop?

Hearing what Athias said, Yate also understood. The one in front of him should be the bishop of Durard County?

Priests are equivalent to noble knights, whose strength is in the lower position.

A Tudi is equivalent to a viscount or a baron, with strength in the middle to high positions.

The bishop of a county leader needs to be held by a priest of the apocalypse level, which is equivalent to an earl.

Of course, the "bishop" may also refer to the diocese or cardinals above, but the oppressive feeling that the present one gave Yate was only equivalent to the level of Count Baixie and Dilit.

Therefore, it should be just a bishop comparable to the earl...

And the other party’s self-introduction made Yate affirm his answer——