Shadow Covenant

Chapter 74 "Solution"

When Woody returned to the noble district in the carriage, the sky was already dark.

The thick dark clouds firmly cover the starlight and the moonlight together, like a thick layer of tulle covering the eyes.

But for Woody, it really doesn't make a difference.

The lights and darkness outside the window are nothing more than one is brighter and the other is darker, and they can be seen clearly.

Today, except for spending a lot of time in the blacksmith shop, he spent most of his time on issuing commissions, preparing supplies, and purchasing materials. The potion ingredients delivered to the door every day will suffice.

Back at the wine estate, the lights in the study were still dimmed. Apparently, his aunt hadn't come back at this time, but it wasn't long after he returned to the wooden house that Veranduo followed the scent.

She was furious at the moment, obviously Woody's sneaking away alone made her very angry.

It was Woody's good talk that made her dissatisfaction dissipate a little, and she began to discuss things with Woody seriously.

"Woody, my mother told me to go to St. Lawrence, I forgot to tell you yesterday..."

Verando concealed her grandfather's questioning of her, but chose to take the initiative to tell Woody the final result.

But his aunt told him about this last night, so Woody didn't look surprised, but replied calmly.

"Then what do you think?"

"Well, I don't know, but I don't have many friends in the academy here. I'm not very interested in the opera, nobility, and dance they discuss. Compared with that, I might as well read a few more books."

"But going to St. Lawrence is too far away from home. It may be half a year or even a year before I see my mother and you again."

Willando sat on the back of a velvet chair in Woody's room, propping her small head with both hands, lying on it, her blue eyes were full of confusion, obviously she was only fifteen or sixteen years old Children, there are no plans for the future.

"I think it's pretty good, and I also heard that there is a big library in St. Lawrence. As for me and your mother, if you don't come back, my aunt will look for you."

It is impossible for Woody to persuade her to stay, so naturally she will not prevent her from going to St. Lawrence, and in order to make her firm in this belief, Woody also took the initiative to reveal to her a lot of landscape features seen in St. Lawrence, attracting her to go .

Like having a library of everything, and dictionaries that ask questions, and other effects of spells on that city.

Veranduo's daily hobby is reading all kinds of books, ranging from knight adventure stories to kingdom history. Her room is full of books. As this kind of literary girl, there is nothing that books can bring her. The attraction is heavier.

Therefore, in just a few moments, the scene of the royal capital that Woody painted dilutes the atmosphere of parting from Willando who is about to part.

She began to look forward to it, and even hoped for more.

For example... She looked at Woody eagerly, obviously remembering the main purpose of coming tonight, to invite her cousin to go to St. Lawrence with him.

"I'm sorry, I also have my own business..."

Woody took out the contract certificate that the carriage caravan gave him after paying the deposit and showed it to Verando.

Only then did Verando give up on Lawoody's plan to go to the capital together. She never thought that her stalking would make Woody change his mind.

After all, in the scripts and stories she read, it seemed that the supporting actresses were the ones who were sloppy and unreasonable, and she didn't want to be a supporting actress...

But on the second day of chatting between Woody and Willando.

The news of the trial from the Shrine of Dawn in the trade area caught the entire Palermo noble circle off guard.

"First, the Pike family was accused by many nobles of harboring heretics, and the pollution in the city was suspected to be related to them. They wanted to hold a citizen meeting in the Judgment Hall of Another Day."

"Then Miss Jenny, the noble girl who just returned to the Mel family, was even accused of "killing the noble" and "replacing the noble". She is a counterfeit!"

These two uproars completely overwhelmed the news that Felius had won today, and the noble men and women in various salons who received the news couldn't help whispering.

For example, nobles exterminating bandits can be praised as brave at best, but for two nobles in a row, it is enough to make them let go of all comfortable feelings and study carefully. After all, no one knows who will be next?
At the same time, many people turned their attention to the news of the trial.

Because the news claimed that with the help of an enthusiastic nobleman, the result of this trial was completed.

Soon, the name of that enthusiastic nobleman was revealed.

Everyone was taken aback because the name...

— "Susan Edith."

……

Time goes back to that night.

In Palermo, a coastal city with a population of more than 10 people, the night scenery is also quite beautiful.

The Goddess of Life, the God of War, and the Lord of Dawn, the three temples firmly occupy the center of the trade area in the shape of characters, like the three most shining stars among the stars on the ground.

Cars, horses and pedestrians passing by the side of Queen's Road only need to look up, and they can see the tall and majestic white buildings, as well as the majestic and sacred statues of gods.

The human incarnation of the Lord of Dawn is an extremely handsome young man with curly hair, holding a staff in his right hand and holding a book in his left hand, possessing a certain intellectual and scholarly temperament.

At this time, at the entrance of the temple, the lady wearing a solemn and solemn black dress was looking at the statue of the god who was almost at the same level as her, and a peaceful and vicissitudes voice came from the hall of the temple behind her.

"The trial order has already passed, Madam Susan should be relieved."

The speaking person was an old man wearing a black and gold monk's robe. He was already 60 years old, but the lenses of his gray eyes were still clear and clear without any turbidity.

——It is the vice-priest of the Temple of Dawn, Gewell Murray.

Except for a head of gray hair, other similar wrinkles, brown spots are rarely revealed on his body.

Coupled with the burly and protruding chest, it is hard to imagine that he is an old man over fifty years old.

"There's nothing to worry about, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Susan Edith rubbed her scalp, looking at the dark sky, often a little tiredness flashed in the sharp eyes of the outside world.

In the basement of the temple today, she witnessed with her own eyes how the beautiful girl broke through her fair skin and turned into a jet-skinned drow elf, which had a great impact on her spirit.

"Yeah! I didn't expect drow to sneak into our city!"

The elderly pastor also sighed and echoed slightly, but there was a trace of solemnity between his pale brows.

"But please rest assured, madam, since the drow elves' plan has been known, then the Lord of Dawn will never allow evil to breed in the shadows, and will definitely drive them back to the ground!"

"Including those families related to drow, they will be liquidated. The temple guards have already followed the list and joined forces with the Palermo consul to arrest them one by one."

Gewell frowned when he said this, obviously he used a hint technique on the drow prisoner in the basement just now, and the news he learned from the drow elf shocked him.

There are actually many nobles who have been infiltrated by the drow of the Underdark region, and there are many nobles who have done charity and adopted war orphans on the surface.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise the consequences...

And Susan Edith was looking at the direction of the noble district from a distance, after recovering from the shock of the truth of the incident.

More or less, she has already reacted to this nephew who suddenly changed and hinted to her inside and outside the words.

With a little curiosity...

　Originally, I wanted to force the climax, but I found it was not suitable, alas, write slowly, strive for more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)