Aiwass came to the Central Observation Bureau this time and got unexpected information.
I was not able to ask where the troll's grandfather "Old Rabich" was, but I found out the origin of the corpse dumped from the closet.
Probably.
Although Aiwass felt that this could only be half believed, judging from Pure White's unstable mental state, this seemed to be a development that could be explained. At least in her knowledge, the candidate saint named "Gloria Blue Rose" may indeed kill Bishop Mercedes.
"Your Highness the Saint, are you okay?"
Aiwass looked at Pure White's unhappy expression and asked softly.
Chunbai just covered her forehead and shook her head slightly, "It's not a big problem, just a little headache. It's not getting worse."
Her bandaged eyes could not see. Out of emotion.
"Excuse me, that Gloria"
Sherlock asked, "Who is also your friend?"
It's not that he didn't For a person with emotional intelligence, it would be better to say that on the contrary, Sherlock has a very precise grasp of psychology.
The main thing is that someone has to ask this kind of question. Aiwass is not suitable for doing this kind of thing without emotional intelligence, so we can only leave it to him.
“No, Gloria is one of Mercedes’ childhood friends. She doesn’t know that Yanis is a friend closer to Mercedes, and her relationship with me is considered normal. Right.
“She may be a little jealous of me, maybe because I became a saint, or maybe because I have a good relationship with Mercedes. But I always thought she was a good child."
Pure White's expression was very complicated. "In this regard, Cardinal Loki is right, the candidate saint girl's chance of becoming amber is indeed very high. There are many children like her in Ningpo, and I have heart-to-heart talks with them every week. The kids I grew up with now know that Gloria and Mercedes were the last two of my generation. "
"Wait, what does this mean?"
Lily, who had been watching for a long time, suddenly reacted when she heard this, "Master Yanis, were you also a candidate for the Saint before?"
“No. "
The Pure White Saint shook her head, "Such a Saint needs to resonate with the Nine Pillars God, so she must learn the skills of the Nine Paths at the same time. That’s when Mercedes and I got to know each other. The person who taught us girls the art of beauty was Yanis’s mentor, Betina Diya.
"Because Gloria was eliminated too early, she hasn't even reached this point."
"That is to say."
Hear this , Aiwass said slowly, "Has she been in ashes for more than two hundred years?"
"Yes, Gloria should be the person in the Theocracy who has been in ashes for the longest time."
Pure White nodded, "Gloria Ningpa has been around for almost two hundred years, and Mercedes and I have been taking care of her all these years.
" From the beginning of the Ningpa, Beginning with Per, GloLea's mind and age were stuck at that moment. It was also from that time that she could no longer do other jobs because as long as it was work, it would be repetitive and potentially boring. And generally speaking, once amber occurs, it will basically become completely amber within a few months.
“Therefore, it is also a humane concern for the dying person to exempt the Ningpa person from all the work. Not to mention, there are always people who worry that staying with the Ningpa person for too long may also cause their own coagulation. Per.
“Unlike Mercedes, Gloria’s path of consecration is not as intense, so she cannot become a bishop. So she eventually became a poet and writer. The new mentor I found for her is Stair Blue Rose. ”
“Eighty Selections from the Collection of Poems by Shidel”
Shylock thought of his Elvish textbook and blurted out, “Is that Shidel? It turns out she is still alive.”
Her poems flexibly use every rhyme of the Elvish language and have complex and standard grammar. They are catchy when read, and they still have a sense of beauty after being translated, making it easier to remember. Poetry serves as a teaching material for Elvish language.
She is probably the most recognized elf in the human circle, not just among the Avalonians.
"Of course she is still alive." Wentz complained, "Master Shidel is less than four hundred years old, and among the elves, he may not even be considered middle-aged. "
Hearing this, the saint also nodded slightly.
"Yes. I have some friendship with Master Shidel. In fact, if Yannis hadn't left, I might have introduced Yannis to her as well.
"Perhaps it was because she still had something to do that she did not completely recover. However, her pessimism was not released, so the condensation on her body was very clear and never got better. It can only be said that It's getting worse slowly."
Pure Bai lowered her head, looking a little disappointed, but not too sad. "It seems that she may not like our enlightenment. Instead, it brought her even more pain."
"So," Lily said, "Did she decide to kill Bishop Mercedes who was accompanying her because she had been tortured by Ning Po for too long? "
"In that case, why did she put her body in my closet?"
Aiwass asked, "And why did she use... That kind of sacrificial gesture?"
Intuitively, Aiwass still felt that Bishop Mercedes was being sacrificed to something.
Because the way she died was so strange, it really didn’t look like she was out of control due to emotion.
He only felt that the will and purpose of the person who did it were very clear.
But these are just wild guesses, and no one can get more clear evidence. At present, all they can know is that Gloria admitted that she killed Bishop Mercedes and committed suicide by jumping off the building. She condensed ashes at high speed in the air and shattered into gems when she landed.
So in AiAfter Wentz asked the question, he could only get a few silences in response.
"Uh, uh uh uh huh"
But at this moment.
The troll who had been carefully keeping silent beside him suddenly made a sound as if he was enduring something.
Because the sound was like shit that couldn’t be pooped out, and people couldn’t help but frown when they heard it. But instead, everyone stopped discussing the conspiracy and turned their heads.
But at this moment, the troll curse mage named "Zumaidi", which means "bone paste", suddenly started sweating like rain.
His red skin looked like it had been immersed in hot water for a long time and looked like it was inflamed and swollen. Clear beads of sweat were leaching out from it at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In an instant, Zumaidi was sweating profusely, and the sweat beads quickly turned turbid and dark yellow.
Right at the door of the Central Observation Bureau, a strong fishy smell suddenly emanated from Zumaidi's body, which smelled like rotten shark. The pungent smell of urine was mixed with the stench of rotten meat and a fishy smell from a seafood market.
He finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell to his knees.
When the troll's tall body fell to his knees, Aiwass even vaguely felt the ground shake. Yellow beads of sweat sputtered out from his body, staining the originally white and high-tech ground as black as mud.
The troll wizard Rabih was suddenly startled, as if he recognized something.
He said something loudly, then looked at Aiwass and Pure White, and shouted in Elvish language that was much fluent than Avalonian, "It's a curse, he is cursed, save him."
In fact, there was no need for him to specifically ask for help.
Because just when Zumaidi knelt on the ground and the yellow sweat beads on his skin gradually turned into blood drops, Aiwass and Saint Pure White had already reacted.
"I worship the candlestick, the god with the number three"
Aiwass clenched the corona scepter in his hand and chanted in a low voice.
At the same time, the saint stretched out her right hand and spread her fingers.
Her aura suddenly became ethereal and peaceful, and a cool wind like a summer evening breeze blew around her.
The next moment, black wind blew out from around her.
Before Aiwass finished singing, the wind blew Zumaidi's heart out.
A black-red blood mist on his body was blown out by the wind, condensed into a rough black mist figure behind him, and then dissipated.
At this time, Zumaidi had stopped crying in pain.
The aura of the Saint became glorious and divine again, as hard to look into as the scorching sun
As soon as she raised her hand, Zumaidi's body ignited a golden flame. The flame ignited in an instant and dissipated in an instant, like the flame that briefly ignited in a stir-fried pot.
Zumaidi breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body suddenly looked healthier.
And thisAt that time, Aiwass's first chant had not even ended.
He had to stop singing, and the flaming crown on his head gradually extinguished.
This is not because Aiwass sings slowly and there is no way he can catch up with this speed.
Because it is not a prayer, but a "divination".
"Did you see it, Aiwass."
Saint Gray also obviously realized that this was a good teaching.
She looked back at Aiwass and warned, "This is the advanced magic you will learn in the future."
"It's not about praying, asking the gods to listen and waiting for the gods to come. trace. Instead, it connects the gods who can perform miracles with itself, and uses itself as a medium to affect the material world. Once a specific relationship is achieved, divine power is released without the need for chanting. Whether they are apostles, celestial beings or pillar gods, they can communicate with them and learn the corresponding advanced divine arts.
"If you want to become a cardinal, you must at least resonate with at least one pillar god."
The saint said meaningful words very seriously.
It was as if Gray was convinced that Aiwass could master advanced divine arts and would become a cardinal.
She looked back at the three terrified trolls who were hugging each other to comfort each other. She frowned slightly and said softly to Aiwass, "You have nothing else to do today?"
"No. If so, take them with me. This is the blood curse. "
"Blood Curse"
Sherlock heard the familiar term "That is not, it can only be used on women"
He still remembered that in During the first promotion ceremony between "Fox" and "Lulu", Lulu was struck by this curse. Sherlock was deeply impressed by the viciousness of the curse.
"This is a modified curse. , the definition of cursed poisonous blood, spreads from menstrual blood to the venous blood of the whole body, so once the curse runs, it can immediately cause organ failure throughout the body. This is a curse that can cause death quickly. The person releasing it is at least a great wizard of the fourth level. The purpose is not to torture but to assassinate. If Aiwass and I hadn't happened to be here, he would have been in danger. "
Chunbai said seriously, "It was Aiwass who was cursed before, but now he has become a troll who brought him to find people. Maybe they were discovered. But this troll who can speak Elvish seems to have some idea of the current situation. ”
It’s not that she has forgotten the death of her friend, nor has she recovered from the violent act of committing suicide out of fear of crime after Gloria became a murderer, but that there are more important things for her at the moment. Go deal with it.
Even if there are only three trolls who have illegally smuggled in, even if they are strangers to her, Junbai still cannot tolerate that some of them will be killed and murdered in front of her. This happens.
"No matter what, as long as I'm here, as long as I'm alive, I won't let anyone suffer in front of me. "
Her Royal Highness the Saint took Aiwass's wrist and said word by word, "Follow me, let's trace the traces of the curse." There is this firstAs a probe, I no longer need to ask Cardinal Loki for revelation, I can find the person myself.
"This is the Theocracy, and anyone who commits murder will pay the price."
Aiwass was pulled forward by her and looked at Chunbai's back without hesitation.
Compared with her best friend whose cause of death was a mystery, Chunbai decided to save the strangers who were still alive first and tried her best to help them without any request.
She didn't even ask the names of the three trolls, nor did she know what they were doing here.
For the sake of the people with whom they are more distant, Chunbai voluntarily gives up the people who are closer and more "his". This is undoubtedly a pure act of dedication, and Chunbai is worthy of Chunbai. The name and the reality of a saint.
And this is precisely why Bishop Mathers does not want to continue climbing.
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