Heroes of Silver Moon

"Holy Son, Holy Son, wake up." Simon opened his eyes amidst the gentle shaking of Cirillo.

"Well, what's the matter?" Simon asked in a daze before he woke up.

"Holy Son, we are going to attend the royal celebration this afternoon. His Majesty the Pope asked me to come and call you. We are leaving soon." Seeing Simon with a confused face, Cirillo said helplessly.

"Oh, yes, the royal celebration," Simon reacted abruptly. This morning, Cirillo seemed to have told him about it.

Stretching, Simon sat up from the bed, then put on his boots, walked to the sink in the room, and wiped his face with a wet towel.

This room is specially prepared by Moonlight Church for him, the Holy Son. As long as he is still alive in this world, this room will belong to him forever.

"Well," stretching his muscles, Simon followed Cirillo to the door of the cathedral.

The celebration of the church has finished this morning, but the area around the cathedral is still crowded with people. Vendors and people are directly near the cathedral, cleverly forming a market.

When Simon came to the gate of the cathedral, the pope, the archbishop, and a group of senior bishops of the church were already waiting here.

It is probably the first time in the history of the Moonlight Church that the Holy Son who can wait for the Pope and the Archbishop appears. The Archbishop and a group of high-ranking bishops all looked at Simon strangely.

"Yo hiss, everyone has worked hard." With a fox mask on his face, Simon shamelessly greeted the big guy.

"Yo hiss, you big-headed ghost, let us wait for you for such a long time, you, the holy son, is enough." Although he was still trying to maintain a smile on the surface, the archbishop roared in his heart.

"The Holy Son is here too, so let's go." The Pope didn't take it seriously. The Holy Son who was reincarnated from the Son of God must of course have his own personality.

"Holy Son, you are in the third carriage," Cirillo said quietly behind Simon.

As the Holy Son of the Moonlight Church, although Simon's status is lofty, he is not a powerful figure after all, and he cannot be compared with core figures such as the Pope and the Archbishop, so he can only sit in the third carriage.

"Well, I see." He nodded without a trace, and Simon led Cirillo to the side of the third carriage.

Perhaps in order to show the sense of holiness, the carriages prepared by the church are all pure white and painted with light golden patterns, and the two sides of the carriage are also engraved with the emblem of the goddess of moonlight.

Not wanting to dirty this beautiful carriage, Simon carefully stepped on the carriage stool and boarded the carriage with Cirillo.

Everyone in the church boarded their carriages one by one, and then the Pope gave an order, and the first carriage he sat in started to drive, and the carriages behind followed the Pope, and slowly drove towards the palace.

At the gate of the capital, several merchants in ordinary silk robes gathered furtively in a dark corner.

"Karmapa, watch your surroundings," a businessman naturally ordered to the sturdy man dressed as a guard beside him.

"Yes, archbishop," the strong man subconsciously replied.

"Idiot, we are now in the capital of the Silver Moon Kingdom, don't forget who we are," the businessman known as the archbishop reprimanded in a low voice after glaring at the strong man.

"Yes, Your Excellency Passel," the sturdy man hurriedly replied again, and then took a few guards beside him, and retreated neatly into the surrounding darkness.

"What an idiot," the businessman known as the archbishop cursed again in a low voice when the guards around him dispersed.

"Your Excellency Passel, don't be angry, these idiots are just like this," another man dressed as a businessman comforted the "archbishop".

"Hmph, forget it, let's discuss business." After calming down his emotions, the businessman called the archbishop said again.

"Your Excellency Passel, do we have a definite goal?" A businessman who looked younger asked.

"No", the businessman known as the archbishop shook his head, and then said: "According to the instructions given by my lord, the mage hadn't officially lit the soul fire at the beginning of November.

But after my lord communicated with another great existence, it was confirmed that the mage had already been promoted to an intermediate mage in mid-November."

"In such a short period of time, he has been promoted to two ranks, and he is still a mage, so it will be much easier for us to investigate," the businessman who had just started to persuade the "archbishop" said happily.

Compared with other professions, the mage profession has fewer people, and the other is that it must be practiced step by step, and cannot use medicinal materials to break through the ranks like the warrior profession.

Therefore, mages ~www.readwn.com~ who continuously break through the ranks are basically very rare.

There are only over a thousand mages in the Silver Moon Kingdom, and most of them are concentrated in the capital, so it is much easier to check.

"Yes, it's really easy to investigate such an obvious clue, but we must first settle down a group of people, and don't let those **** from the Moonlight Church discover our existence."

Looking at the businessman who had persuaded him just now, the "archbishop" continued: "Tethe, go prepare a residence, and remember to keep it hidden."

"Understood, I know what to do, Your Excellency Passel." Licking his lips, the businessman who was called Tetehe said excitedly.

"As for us, let's take a stroll around the capital first and see if we can find any clues." Looking at the young businessman, the "Archbishop" said with a smile.

"That's right. I heard that today is the annual celebration of the Silvermoon Kingdom. With so many ignorant people acting as cover, we can also touch the foundation of the Silvermoon Kingdom," the young businessman also said excitedly.

At the gate of the palace, Simon and Cirillo were sitting in the carriage and waiting boredly. The royal family has more rules than the church, so the royal family has been moaning and refusing to board the carriage.

After a lot of pleasantries, Simon was a little depressed waiting in the carriage. With the support of the crown prince, the old king walked out of the palace with a smirk on his face, wearing a dress that was even more complicated than that of Simon, the holy son.

"Well, that is", the window of the carriage was half open, so Simon inadvertently caught a glimpse of the crown prince's wife and a pair of siblings following her.

His eyes fixed on the girl in the princess outfit, and Simon's eyelids twitched. When he and Guy and the others first arrived in the capital, they were punched hard by this girl in the aristocratic district.