[Western Fantasy] Cardinal's Life Goal

Alethek was cooking when Delin arrived.

Merlin is still the same as before, probably due to lack of cleaning, the ground is covered with a thick layer of branches, leaves and petals.The wind in the enchantment was not cold, and even carried a strange gentle breath. Delin asked Fang Du to park the carriage a little far away as usual, then took off the white mask on the bottom, and lowered his head to sort his clothes.

When he approached the wooden house with a stack of kraft papers, a gust of wind blew open the half-closed wooden door.The old man who had taken off his robe was trying to cook a jar of wild vegetables in the house - the day of prayer was approaching, and he had to suppress his appetite, so that his silver hair, which was always radiant, was limp and weak.

Delin didn't bother him, but put things aside and stood silently waiting.

Alethek spoke first.He put the silver spoon in his hand aside, and slowly wiped off the stains on his clothes with a coarse cloth.After the glasses that had been put aside were put back on the bridge of the nose, the old man showed a kind and energetic smile: "Are you here again? Can't you eat here today?"

Feeling helpless, Delin nodded, "Something happened."

"Has Oswald's distinguished guest arrived?"

"Yes."

The silence in the wooden house pulled the atmosphere, and the two followers of different affiliations were thinking about something.Delin noticed that the old man's fingertips were trembling slightly, as if he was calculating something.At this moment, his gaze couldn't help being attracted by the sea of ​​trees outside the house—perhaps because of the enchantment, those plum blossoms never withered, and the light-colored petals floated cautiously in mid-air and slowly fell to the ground.

There is a puddle quietly nestled in the grass, and the transparent dew catches the corner of the petals and swallows them bit by bit.And then—Derlin was slightly stunned: the petal seemed to have drowned, sinking to the bottom of the puddle.

Not just that slice.All the floating petals sank to the bottom of the water, and the light colors in the sky disappeared. They fell at an accelerated rate, and there were no shadows of petals in the midair.The whole world seemed to die, and the wind also died.

"——too early." Aletech's hoarse voice suddenly sounded, "It's not the time yet, wait a little longer. I understand that you don't want Sears to participate, and you are afraid that Sanmai's dying counterattack will sting you. hurt him."

fear.Delin chewed on the word.

As soon as the voice went out, a gust of wind blew by.The petals surfaced again.The world seemed to have corrected his mistake at this moment, bringing everything back on track.As if he didn't notice it, and as if he knew everything, he whispered in a voice that was worn by the years: "Son, good boy, you should trust him like he trusts you—— My God never forsakes his followers."

The last sentence is a little strange.The old man used "My God", as if deliberately distinguishing the beliefs of the two.But Delin can understand it—as if some thoughts entered his ear canal along with this sentence, and went straight to his mind: he remembered Sears' backtracking.Maybe that wasn't just Chemiye's will.

Oswald fell into a deep sleep, and his weak divine power might not be able to support this kind of magic, so he mixed his will into Chemier's will.Then the encounter between Yushang and him...in a sense, it was the direction of the gods.

Although this statement is very strange, it is indeed the message provided by the Pope of the Chemiye Holy See who seems very reliable. He means that it is destined.The gods have already calculated this, and naturally they will not forget to provide an appropriate time for his faithful followers.

Aletech gave Delin a look full of meaning: "If you are too impatient, you may miss the opportunity. Before that, the first thing you need to do is to ensure the stability of those two children—" He refers to Momo and Binhuo, the personal army mastered by the two is the key to victory, "And... I need you to do me a favor."

Delin's chaotic thoughts caught the last sentence, and he looked at the old man suspiciously.

"Help me deliver this letter to the old man of the gear. All right, kid. Put your information here, and I will return the handwriting of that Sears kid along with the arrangements in three days. Some time to sharpen the knife, and I smell the storm."

……

Kobecze was terrified.

Since the imposing white-faced man left, the atmosphere in this courtyard has become very strange.The two nobles aggressively occupied the back room. He was embarrassed to go in, so he could only squat in the corner alone and observe those little flowers that were as valuable as gold.

Those servants took good care of him...but this attitude should not be directed towards Delin's elder brother, who Kobejer had measured in his heart.He didn't dare to think about the identity of his mysterious younger brother, and he was very troubled by it.

In the afternoon, the white-faced man still did not appear, and it was not until the evening that someone brought the carriage they had come in again.Kobezhe and the two nobles were invited to mount the horse, and the destination was the Flame Tavern.

Since Gear joined the cooperative relationship, the other party quickly opened a series of friendly and convenient functions.This small meeting room is located on the second floor of the Flame Tavern, where tables, chairs and stools, various conference supplies, etc. are placed.The gear waiter respectfully brought a plate of fruit and a pot of hot tea.

The wait was longer than expected.When someone appeared, Momo was complaining. While he was eating fruit, he expressed great resentment to the owner of the white mask who invited him to wander around and refused to give a proper word. chills.

Bin Huo raised his head as if feeling something, and let out a very inelegant "wow".Momo and Kobezhe, who were depressed, raised their heads subconsciously, and saw a familiar face appearing in their field of vision.

"De, Delin?" Kobezhe was a little dizzy.He couldn't sit still, and stood up abruptly after Delin approached. Momo and Binhuo showed an extraordinarily tolerant gentleness towards his loss of control.The two big boys in the small town of Berk hugged each other, and then, Kobezhe activated his chattering talent.

"You've become thinner." Kobezhe's lips moved quickly, "Mother always said that you don't like to eat more, it seems that he is right. Recently, her legs and feet are not very good, and most of the time is spent thinking about you, a heartless person. Little bastard." At this point, he bumped the young man who had been focused but silent since just now with his shoulder, "She wrote a lot of letters but didn't dare to send them, saying that I don't know if you have time to read them... The merchants in the town say that Grand Chermiya’s curriculum is tight.”

"When you have time, anytime." Delin spoke for the first time. He looked at Kobezhe who was a little excited in front of him, and the two resentful but restrained eyes behind him. He had no choice but to stop this plan to spit out The guy who talked in his stomach, then pressed Kobezhe's shoulder with one hand, and glanced behind him.

"Momo, Binhuo." He whispered.

What greeted him was Momo's furious kick.The baby-faced young man's nose and eye circles were red, but he put on an expression of "I'll help you if I kill myself".Bin Huo squeezed between the two of them and coaxed him several times helplessly, but in the end Momo graciously forgave his two old roommates.

Delin slightly explained the current situation to the stunned Kobejer, but he didn't reveal much, especially the fact that "he eloped with the noble young master" was changed by the upright Delin to "providing services for this lord".When he was questioned where Tiss was, Delin quickly blurted out, saying that His Majesty Sears had arranged everything for them.

It was originally Sears' decision to deceive the two friends.If you want to keep the secret better, you can't let too many people know.An inappropriate attitude can make the enemy quickly analyze something, and the risk is too high.When it's all over—Derlin thought: It doesn't take long, and then he can confess to those close to him.

The atmosphere suddenly became more harmonious.

Fang Du, who was guarding the door, and Zhuo, the man in front of him, nodded.That serious expression didn't look like someone who came to apply for food... Zhuo, on the other hand, showed great interest in the existence of "his own boss and wife", and Fang Du called someone to pick him up in the end.

……

"How did you get here?" Delin reluctantly ate some and put down the spoon. His eyes fell on Kobezhe. There was nothing like white flour all over his body, and he was as gentle as before.

"Probably Chemiye's will—" Kobezhe thought for a while, "A noble lady from Oswald said that she wanted to find a guide to lead her to Mengzhong... She said that her son is about the same age as you ——so I chose me.”

There was an eerie silence in the room.

Delin narrowed his eyes slightly, and he glanced calmly at the two old roommates whose faces were solemn for a moment, and the words in his mouth were still gentle, "What's her name?"

Kobezhe didn't understand what was going on with the sudden change in the atmosphere, so he scratched his head in embarrassment, "Sika," he said, "she seems to be the owner of a small caravan."