"Is the Saint still angry?"

Nero stood at the entrance of the White Orchid Court, put a plaster cover on his right hand again, hung it on his chest with a bandage and pretended to be injured, and asked Frey who was walking towards him.

As the northern orc invasion war gradually became stalemate, the sacred realm became more busy than usual.

Because there were more people coming and going, in order to avoid suspicion, Nero could not enter the White Orchid Court just like before.

"That's right, after so many days, I still don't even want to talk to me."

Frey sighed helplessly: "Since last time we forced her back, this has been like this... Until now, except for showing her soul-soothing ceremony for the dead knights, she kept herself in the room the rest of the time."

"There is no way to do this. After all, although we are thinking about the Saint, we still have to do it in the end."

Nero was very open-minded.

"Now Lord Elilia is like a quarrel child." Frey's expression became more helpless: "I was obviously very sensible before."

"But although it's a bit rude, I think it's better for the Saint to stay in the house during this period than running around outside."

Nero restrained the bitter smile on his face and showed a serious expression: "After all, no one knows whether those things will appear again."

Although the recent busyness of the Holy Realm is to deal with war, in fact, only the upper level of the Holy Realm and some members of the Templars know. This busyness of dealing with war is just a manifestation. The preparations made by the Holy Realm are not aimed at orcs, but at the monsters attacking Adrick Academy.

However, both the upper level of the Holy Land and the members of the Templar Group know the secret code of the Holy Land and can be kept as tight as a bottle. Therefore, there are no strange rumors in the huge Holy Land.

"Do you think the statement that 'those monsters are actually the disaster-death beasts recorded in the Holy Book. Ancient Covenant' is reliable?"

Frey didn't expect Nero to say that, and asked with a delicate eyebrows.

As the core religious work of the Pure White Church, the "Classic" has the same status as the Christian Bible. However, the history of the Pure White Church can be regarded as a long history, and the "Classic" has undergone countless revisions and artistic processing. This has also led to the emergence of several versions of the "Classic" with significant differences.

Among them, the oldest version currently recognized as the oldest is "Holy Books. Ancient Quarter".

Compared with other versions that emphasize exhortation and doctrine, the content of the Ancient Testament is very different, and it is mainly divided into two parts, namely prophecy and myth. Moreover, the prophecies are recorded in three lines (a style similar to poetry). This leads to various ambiguity and misunderstandings of the interpretation of the prophecy. Often, after something happens, believers who study the Ancient Testament will suddenly realize that "this sentence is what this sentence is about"... Well, in fact, it is not just prophecies from another world, but even prophecies such as Tuibeitu on the earth have similar urinary properties...

There are also prophecies in the prophecy that describe the "end of the world". According to the current interpretation, one of the signs of the arrival of the end of the world is that the monster "disaster beasts" that are unknown but will bring death and disasters.

"I honestly don't believe it either. But since His Majesty the Pope said that, I don't think it's okay to do it. Being cautious is not a bad thing."

Nero replied in a pleasing way.

Just as Frey was about to react to his words, the girl suddenly turned around and looked at the White Orchid Court as if she felt something.

"What's wrong?" Nero asked curiously at the reaction of Saint Silver Sword.

"The barrier I set was triggered...Saint Maiden, she plans to escape again..."

“…”

——The Deporter of the Sky. Bridge—

"The statistics have been completed." Yiwenjielin walked to the contemplative Sivy with a small roll of parchment: "Through the feedback from Miss Fite's self-test, due to the storm attack just now, there were fifty-five cracks on the Sky Deporter, and a small number of rooms could not be used normally - but because the orcs just saved occupied some rooms, it was impossible to count how many rooms had lost their functions."

"I understand." Xiwei rubbed his temples and continued to stare at the octahedral placed in front of him, which seemed to be formed by two pyramids upside down, and remained silent.

This thing is the core of the storm, but after destroying and recycling it, Xiwei thought that this thing was just a big stone of special shape.

Even if you smash the identification crystal on it, nothing special appears.

And although the wreckage looks very similar to the container that encapsulates monsters he saw when he was on the fourth floor of the Tower of Sharpening, it is much different in size and has different functions...

Is this a coincidence? Or is it that the fucking thing that is going to appear in the ancient times?

Let me spare me. I’ve been busy with my recent work. Don’t continue to add burden to me. OK...

Xiwei sighed long and complained in her heart.

"Have you developed anything about this storm core?"

Yiwen Jielin didn't know Xiwei's experience, nor did she know that the storm before was actually a living creature. She just found Xiwei was staring at the octahedral wreckage and asked casually.

"Nothing was found." Xiwei spread his hands at the girl: "The patterns on the eight sides outside had nothing to do with runes, maybe because of the damage, and there was no magic fluctuation on this thing."

He pointed to the hole that was bombarded by the electromagnetic cannon and looked very smooth on the inner wall: "And I have tested it. Whether it is the outside or the inside, the components of this thing are just pure quartz. I can't imagine how this thing can create a storm of that level."

"What should I do now? Will I continue to move forward in the pilgrimage?"

Yiwen Jielin asked thoughtfully.

"No, the orcs installed on the ship must be removed first, and there are too many cracks on the Sky Deporter. In order to avoid the danger of disintegration, it is time to repair it a little." Xiwei pinched his chin and thought for a while.

Then he removed the cover of the sound transmission tube beside him and began to issue orders to the drivers: "The route changes, target Adrick, let's go back to the academy for a rest first."

If he shouted loudly, the driver not far from the commander's station could hear it... In fact, because the little devils are all contract creatures of Xiwei, even if he didn't shout, those little things would probably know when to do what.

However, using the sound tube feels that it is always high-end and fashionable...

"Get orders!"
Chapter completed!