Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 615 Volcano
"Tarane District is the door of New Ovilk Port. You walked into the door, listened to me blowing up the wind pian, and Dudi answered Dudu ~"

"Like the fearless flying lion Fochros, it stepped on the lava, its wings rolled up a tsunami, bang bang bang bang bang bang~"

The poets in the port of Taranto are still singing loudly, and their lyrics describe the past of this land.

Sugar Winkler clearly remembered the story Cyril told about Port New Orway when he was at the port: the winged lion Fucheros rolled up a tsunami and extinguished the magma from the eruption of Minanka Volcano—

Yes, but don't forget that the mountains on the back of Xinaowei Port are not ordinary mountains.

Minangka Volcano.

Those who are most familiar with this mountain should be the farmers in the Trento Division.The Trento region is backed by majestic mountains. The reason why the wines produced in Trento are famous is not only because of sufficient sunshine and excellent grape varieties.

And fertile soil from volcanic ash.

The nearest mountain in the Trento region is called "Apesa". Ka Volcano is the closest mountain.

Not even needing any other clues, anyone who knows that the port of New Orway rests on a volcano, after listening to the astrologer's prophecy, will think of a possible future:
Reds, bright oranges take over the sky and flow like rivers.

Isn't that the lava from the volcano?

Su Ge put his hands on Greely Stard's shoulders, and the serious expression brought the astrologer who was still immersed in the divination picture back to his senses, and asked a little blankly: "What's the matter, Mr. Winkler?" ?”

"Has the Earl tested the accuracy of your prediction?"

"Accuracy? No... In fact, the accuracy of ordinary divination should be questioned. According to the theory of the great astrologer 'Frank', the results obtained by astrology without paying the price are very likely to be wrong of."

"Astrology was born after the gods turned into stars and went away. It is a speculation about the will of the gods. This is a kind of sinful behavior..."

Greeley muttered, and his words made Su Geer's frowning brows loosen for a moment, but the witch in the cage sneered at this moment:
"There is no price? Little Greeley, do you think the so-called price is only 'blood divination'?"

"Blood sacrifice divination is the most accurate divination, there is no doubt about it." Greeley affirmed, "Blood sacrifice divination is currently the only 'price type' divination that is confirmed to be effective."

"But have you forgotten?" Veronica lazily raised her hand, pointing to the crystal ball rolled aside, "This is a cursed crystal ball, it is the so-called price; you Unexpectedly, the price of the curse it bears is even greater than blood sacrifice divination—"

Speaking of this, the witch couldn't help but giggled: "The divination you performed this time is more real than any divination I have ever seen, Greely Stard!"

Her words hit Greeley's head like a bolt from the blue. The astrologer was completely stunned, staring blankly at the crystal ball on the ground. The alluring scarlet seemed to be tempting him to touch it again.

At the same time, babbling from unknown musical notes began to reverberate in his mind, distorted into mysterious characters visible to the naked eye as the images floated, as if they were about to be engraved into the depths of his consciousness , giving him spiritual pain one after another.

Where has a fragile astrologer ever endured such pain?He quickly rolled his eyes, yelled, and fell to the ground, unconscious.

The room fell into silence again.

Su Geer Winkler quietly looked at the astrologer who fell on the ground, but his expression was much better than before.

"Mr. Winkler, have you thought of anything else?"

"Can't you read what I'm thinking?" He replied flatly, and he lifted Greeley up and put him on a chair beside him.

"Sometimes, letting the other person speak out is far more interesting than directly seeing the other person's heart." Veronica yawned big, "It's also a headache for me to be able to see what people are thinking all the time. If I don't have some interesting ways to spice it up, I guess I'm really going to go crazy-"

"So singing is also your way of adjusting?"

"Of course—it's not just that. Music is an excellent form of expression, and every sound of the word is full of my emotions for this thought, just like——you~have no fear at this time~you are so calm~"

As she spoke, she performed a high-pitched voice for Su Geer with a smooth transition, and the high-pitched singing voice seemed to be really full of positive emotions.

"So can you explain it to me? Mr. Winkler, why are you so calm?"

Su Geer just raised his eyebrows and glanced at her.At this time Veronica had stood up, picked up the leather coat hanging on the iron railing, and put it on her body.

"Don't you already know the answer?"

"Yes, so can you open this door for me?"

"I think you should have a way to open it yourself."

"Of course, Miss Kindred, please—"

In the witch's voice, the motionless white figure was like a flash of lightning tearing through the cloud, and after an instant it passed in front of Su Geer, there were two clicks.

The solid iron railing broke to the ground, leaving a gap of a person's height, allowing Veronica to easily walk out of it.

"What are you waiting for? Mr. Winkler?" She looked up at the professional mage standing in front of the cage.

Su Geer sighed: "I was thinking, what method did you use to win over Kindred..."

"It's just to help her relieve her inner anxiety, and that's about the convenience of mind reading." Veronica smiled, "By the way, for your next question, I'm full of enthusiasm for that young earl." interest, not to mention that Hailuo has worked so hard to invite me here, and I will do my best—”

"Is not it?"

She pushed open the door with a burst of laughter, walked to the corridor outside, and still did not forget to turn around and urge: "Mr. Winkler, what are you waiting for?"

Seeing her enchanting and alluring figure as she walked, Su Geer couldn't help but shook his head.

He really couldn't understand this witch.

"What should we do first?" He chased after him and asked.

"Wake up the lady you are hiding in the bushes first, and then find someone in the embassy."

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St. Mir's Church under the cloud is still majestic, and the towering spire rises like a knight's spear, giving people an inexplicable sense of stability.

The "Four-Pointed Star" Juggernaut did not follow Philip Benjamin to the church.The only ones following the judge were Cyril Adrian from La Rochelle and Pelagius Herries from Saint-Emma.

The future emperor of St. Emma of Austria has a relaxed look on his face at this time, just as he is at ease most of the time, with a little dandyism-this unrestrained dandyism is exactly the No one thought there was a reason why he would inherit the crown of Ul St. Emma.

He put his hands behind his head and whistled. He looked like a young mage who had been doing research in the mage's tower for a long time and rarely went out to liberate his body and mind.

"Why does Earl Adrian want to meet the bishop?" He smiled and turned to Cyril and asked. Philip in front of him suppressed his anger with a carefree look: this is on the sacred "door steps" of their St. Mill's Church, Is the divine path to great Urera.

And Cyril had already figured out a way to deal with the prince of Saint Emma, ​​and he replied unhurriedly:

"A conjecture, not necessarily true. Is it possible that the reason for me to meet the bishop is the same as His Excellency Herris?"

"I think it is absolutely impossible." Pelaggios was still giggling, "La Rochelle's background is not enough to provide you with such information."

"Maybe the information didn't come from La Rochelle?" Cyril was still struggling in his heart, but he was already coping with it, "For example, as you know, I have a very good relationship with the elves, maybe the elves told me Woolen cloth?"

"Earl Adrian's words are really aggressive." Pelaggios' face changed slightly, and he turned his head away to stop asking questions—after all, Cyril didn't know that he broke the prince's plan on the Wind Festival , This time it really hit the other party's pain point.

But it's always good to shut up the prince.Cyril was happy to see this, so he simply thought about the other party's previous rhetoric to persuade Philip to agree.

What did I rely on to persuade Philip?Relying on Ivan Saxon, who pretended to be a high-ranking member of the temple, who is now the real culprit of the riots inside the temple.

So what does Pelaggios have, information that can be equivalent to his own intelligence?
"If you think that the fog can be easily broken by the power of the Harbor Temple, then you can drag it slowly—"

"But I don't think that Scarborough Hill will be safe after those Poseidon cannons fired together for a few rounds-maybe it will sink Juf's Island? Huh?"

Does this mean that the people of Ao San Emma know the source of this fog?
What monsters are hidden in the mist that can only be eliminated by using the Poseidon Cannon?

While the Poseidon Cannon has powerful power, it will cause certain damage to the Scarborough Mountain itself that bears the force.

Cyril almost immediately thought of the behemoth hidden in the mist that broke his mental link at that moment.If Pelaggios meant that this kind of monster needs the use of the Sea God Cannon from the Harbor Temple to destroy it... But can he come up with a way to replace the Sea God Cannon?
Just the Paladin-class dreadnought he sailed to Juover Island?The maximum firepower of the Paladin class is also impossible to compare with the treasure of the palace of the Harbor Temple?
It can't be because the O'San Emmas have sent a whole fleet to Port New Orway—

But if so, what are they plotting?It is impossible for the people of Ao San Emma to do charity and specifically foresee the disaster that will happen here, so make preparations in advance!
"Lord Adrian, Lord Adrian?"

Cyril came back to his senses and looked ahead, Philip Benjamin was gesturing to him in a low voice: "We have arrived at the door of the church."

They are already standing at the main body of St. Mir's Church and the doorway of the main church; on both sides are huge statues more than ten meters high, the one on the left is holding a trident halberd, and the one on the right is the image of driving a chariot, representing the guards of Poseidon Saroyan and Aubrey.

And between the two is the arched giant door.At this time, the dark gilt door was completely open, and at a glance, it was the water-blue carpet and the "Statue of Urella" on the innermost platform.

This statue is carved from white jade coral on the seabed. It is not as artistically exquisite as the statue on Saroyan Square, but this one is more in line with the "God of the Sea" - it is taken from the sea.

"When you pass the main church, you must first pay homage to our Lord, Your Majesty the Great Urella."

Philip clasped his hands in front of his chest devoutly, lowered his head and walked all the way through the tens of meters long carpet, stopped in front of the statue, bent deeply, and then walked to the side of the church.

Cyril and Pelaggios did as he did, and when they walked in front of the statue, Cyril looked up at the statue.

It is said that this clump of white jade coral has grown into the appearance of a god since it was discovered; the Harbor Temple only carved a little bit of it, and put it here as the main statue, and it has not changed for hundreds of years.

This is also the most proud part of the Harbor Temple. They call it "Urella"'s favor for this era of civilization, and it is a unique blessing.

And this statue does have a unique sense of beauty, it is not like any stone statue that Cyril has seen, no matter how exquisitely carved, it lacks a sense of agility—yes, when the eyes fall on this The first time he was on the statue, Cyril felt that the statue was alive, it was suspended in the sea water, and it could dance gently with the ripples of the sea water.

This made him couldn't help staring at the statue for a while longer, and in a trance, he seemed to see that the statue really moved, and the white jade coral hand hanging by his side slowly lifted up and reached towards him; he stood Unable to move where he was, he watched helplessly as the hand was placed on his side, gently stroking...

"Count Adrian, this is just the statue of Urella, don't you have to look so fascinated?"

The voice of Pelaggios sounded beside him, waking Cyril up.Cyril turned his head sideways, and the former was looking at him with an ambiguous expression:
"You and I are both believers in Danya, why don't you come with me to O'Santa Emma and see the most magnificent and exquisite statue of Danya in the world? La Rochelle can't afford this."

"No need, I appreciate His Highness's kindness." Cyril replied coldly, then straightened up, and was about to walk towards the punisher on the side.

Inadvertently, he touched his side with his hand, and suddenly found that there seemed to be something extra in the pocket of his coat——

Cyril was startled, he quietly reached out to touch it, and vaguely discerned that it seemed to be one-handed and human-shaped...

It feels like a portrait?
(End of this chapter)