Bertila, the female dean of the Society for the Death of All Things, sat in her seat and looked at the men in black robes around her with interesting eyes. Her frivolous and relaxed attitude was stimulating everyone present. Despite the dean’s nerves, no one stood up to directly accuse her of her wrong words and deeds.
Although everyone here is the "priest" of the church, the same rank does not mean the same identity. Everyone who has become a senior member of the All-Death Society knows that this person is named Bell. The woman of Tiara has a special status and... significance in the church. No one knows what this woman's identity was before she became the leader of the Church of the Death of All Things, and no one knows her true surname and origin, but everyone knows One thing I know is that Bertila has a direct connection with the "Grand Priest", the supreme leader of the Society for the Death of All Things. When the Grand Priest falls into a deep sleep, Bertila is the only one who can talk to him and wake him up or The person who conveys his will.
Based on this particularity, Bertila is enough to have some privileges here.
"Gentlemen, ah, and ladies." Bertila said unhurriedly, and specifically glanced at the two women among the men in black robes. Not only were they rare at the scene, The two fallen elven druids, who are female patriarchs and have distinctive elf characteristics, nodded slightly after noticing Beltira’s gaze. They returned the greetings and said at the same time: "Bertira, sir. What are the instructions from the Imam?"
"The Grand Imam is still sleeping, and the damage caused by synchronizing with the 'False God's Body' in advance will take time to recover, so I will listen to you on behalf of the Grand Imam. "Bertila leaned back on the chair, while the large number of roots and tentacles on her lower body extended and grew with a chilling and subtle friction sound, slowly piercing the ground like piercing the earth to absorb nutrients, She narrowed her eyes during the process, with joy in her voice, "So, who is responsible for monitoring the movements in the wasteland during this period?"
"It's me," said a man with a calm and frozen face. Steel, the thin man said, "I am responsible for monitoring."
"Fortunately, Dean Heaton, he is finally a capable person," Bertila said happily, "Then you Did you expect that those aberrations would suddenly come out and attack the Typhon border before this?"
"This is an accident," said the fallen druid known as the leader of Heaton, with no expression on his face. He said with an expression, "The activities of those low-level aberrations are irregular, and the changes in the magnificent wall are unpredictable. Even the Silver Empire cannot monitor the entire barrier 100%..."
"Okay "Well, Dean Heaton, you are not good at making excuses," Bertila interrupted Heaton, "We really can't control the entire magnificent wall, but we can control other things... Those monsters were originally released To attack the Cecil Territory, right?"
After a brief silence and confrontation, Heaton finally spoke: "The Cecil Territory is a threat."
Bell. Tila interrupted him unceremoniously: "But I reminded youNow is not the time to deal with the resurrected person! We are attracting attention, we have exposed enough to the world! "
"So we did not take action personally, and Cecil Territory faced the Gondor Wasteland directly - letting it be destroyed by the monsters in the Gondor Wasteland will not arouse anyone's suspicion. "
"But those monsters ran to the border of Typhon, Hidden Master," Bertila said almost word by word, "before we asked our companions to take those monsters away. When the monsters were driven to the cracks in the dark mountains, did you ever think that those brainless freaks would get lost at the foot of the mountain, and then part of them would wander under the noses of the Typhons? Have you ever thought about the impact that monster attacks on the borders of Anzu and Typhon would have on the situation in the two countries? Have you ever thought about what will happen to you after doing all this? My dear Hidden Priest——"
"I will go to the abyss of flesh and blood and accept the trial of the Grand Priest," Hiton looked at Bertila expressionlessly, and waited until After the other party finished speaking, he said calmly, "This is my fault, but I still don't change my opinion - the Cecil Territory is a threat, and the resurrected Duke is a threat. He is not just trying to build a pioneering land." It’s so easy to lead..."
"Of course he is a threat! Bertila suddenly raised his voice, "Do you think you are the only one who can see it?" "
Hiton was finally a little stunned. He stared into Bertila's eyes and asked slowly: "What do you mean? "
"He is a threat, but so what? Isn’t the Waste of Gondor a threat? Aren't aberrations a threat? Aren’t we still taking advantage of threats like this? "As Bertila spoke, her eyes swept over everyone. Obviously, her words were not just for Heaton, but also for everyone present. "Threats don't have to be necessary. A threat that is eradicated and used properly is a sharp sword. "
The two elf female priests sitting opposite Bertila spoke at the same time: "What is the use value of Gawain Cecil? "
"It's a war machine. He is building a war machine." Bertila's eyes showed a chill, "Although we don't have very clear information, we can't understand him yet. What is the idea, but there is no doubt about one thing - the Cecil Territory can grow in a short period of time and grow into a bone grinding machine that can create countless flesh and blood corpses..."
The fallen druids all exchanged glances. No one who could sit here was stupid. They had already vaguely guessed Bertila - or the "Grand Priest" standing behind Bertila.
"The change in the situation between Anzu and Typhon is indeed an accident, but it doesn't matter, we have many alternatives," Bertila smiled, "Although the Grand Priest He is sleeping, but his wise mind has already deduced the next action for us - war will always break out no matter what. ”
Then, Bertila slowly stood up, and the roots of her lower body slowly retracted: "Leelna, Fierna, the Grand Priest orders you to activate the alternative plan in Typhon."< /p>
The two elf female priests smiled at the same time: "We like the alternative."
"Priest Clement, the Grand Priest orders you to start the arrangement in Ansu . Remember not to disturb the she-wolf of the Wilder family in the north."
A man whose face was hidden in a black hood stood up and bowed slightly: "I will obey the will of the Grand Priest. ."
"As for you, Dean Heaton," Bertila finally looked at Heaton sitting next to him, but his face lost the mockery and sarcasm at the beginning, "Although we There are alternatives, but the mistake you made can still only be described as stupidity. The Grand Priest is very dissatisfied with your unauthorized actions and blind confidence, so you have to go to the Abyss of Flesh and Blood and accept the punishment of sacrifice for three days and three nights. "
Hiton bowed his head slightly, not to Bertila, but to the will of the Grand Priest: "I have nothing to say."
Berti. He sighed, and then said: "But before you accept the punishment, there is still something to do."
Hiton glanced at this woman with an inhuman body, and his tone barely fluctuated: " What's going on?"
"Prepare the 'hidden bridge', I want to get in touch with my companions on the other side."
Heaton visibly hesitated when he heard this request. For a moment, Bertila immediately frowned: "Isn't the 'hidden bridge' available?"
"No, the 'hidden bridge' is available, but the magisters of the Silver Empire have obviously paid attention to it recently. When abnormality occurs, they will check the channel more frequently, and adding additional connections may cause them to be more alert."
"Don't worry about this, I have a way to make those elves relax their vigilance," Bertila said calmly, "According to the intelligence, large mutant individuals appeared among the aberrations that passed through the barrier this time. No one has ever mentioned this in the previous reports. The Grand Master ordered me to investigate clearly."< /p>
"I understand, the hidden bridge will be ready within a day. Where are you going to establish the connection?"
"...Typhon," Bertila said after a brief pause. , "We and the Eternal Sleeper Order have been too active in the west recently, and the lords and nobles there have become more vigilant."
...
Cecil Territory, Rune Research In the courtyard, Kamel stood quietly in his laboratory. In front of him was a large test bench, which was filled with various magic instruments and alchemy tools. The surface of the test bench was covered with his own hands. The mysterious runes were engraved on it. In the middle of all the runes, on a small tray made of silver, a small black-red bone fragment was emitting a slight smoke and was in the final stage of complete disintegration.
Kamel just looked at the fragments of bones quietly, without saying a word or moving, but the remains on the test platform were still intact.The devices and tools with a hint of magic reaction indicate that he has just completed a complex magic experiment, and the arcane sparks that are constantly wandering on the surface of his body indicate that the ancient mage's mood is not as he appears on the surface. So peaceful.
"So it's like this...It turns out that's like this..." Finally, Kamel broke the silence muttering, "So...it turns out that all of this was done by us...Who?!"
He suddenly sensed a sneaky aura appearing next to him. This ancient magician had no idea that someone could easily lurk so close to him - even though he was a little distracted. , his perception ability shouldn't be this bad!
But just before arcane lightning appeared around Kamel, a figure appeared awkwardly from the air and a familiar voice sounded at the same time, interrupting his movements: "Hey, hey, it's me! It's me! Why are you so stupid without saying a word..."
"Miss Amber?" Kamel hurriedly dispersed the magic energy he had just gathered, and asked casually, "You are stupid. What does it mean?"
Hubo opened his mouth and said: "I don't know, the old rice dumpling taught me the words. He said there are two main ways to release magic, one is rubbing it out and the other is biu. Yes, you are called biu - Rebecca is rubbish."
"You lack enough respect for the lord...but you are the lord's guard, so I can only remind you this. Kamel's tone was a little serious, but also a little emotional, "The lord does know a lot of unknown knowledge..."
"God knows whether his knowledge is serious or used to fool me. He always teases me," Amber waved her hand, "Let's not talk about it, old... Gawain said he wanted to discuss technical issues with you... But what are you doing here? I just saw you staring at the test bench for a long time. "
"I..." Kamel hesitated, and then a trembling sigh came from his invisible arcane body, "It's nothing, I happen to have it too. Let’s go and report the matter to the lord.”