I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 419 Curfew (First Update 4072)

Cecil was playing with the top hat in his hand. It was the first time he had seen a hat of this shape.

Is the local lord quite polite?

What politeness!

Cecil looked gloomily towards the north of the city.

If the two griffins had intended to launch a sneak attack just now, at least half of their group would have died under the griffins' innate skill, Wind Blade!
This invisible and extremely sharp wind blade storm can even cut through an iron rod as thick as a wrist, and can easily cut a transcendent below level five into pieces of meat.

If we release two more griffins together, we can cut them into small pieces and make sauce.

Druids cannot tame extraordinary creatures with a higher extraordinary level than themselves as pets. It is impossible for a griffin with a supernatural level as high as level seven to be tamed as a pet by a low-level druid!
This is true even if these are two underage griffins.

What does this mean? It means this druid is at least level 5!
Cecil couldn't help but show a solemn expression on his face.

A level 5 druid in his twenties?

Is he the illegitimate son of the God of Nature?
What is the relationship between this druid and the Temple of Wealth?
Why did the Temple of Wealth move to this druid's "territory"?
When did wealth and nature get mixed together? Aren’t the druids, who claim to be the guardians of nature, the ones who despise worldly wealth the most?
In a flash, countless thoughts flashed through Cecil's mind.

Before they officially entered the city, they were given a show of force by two griffins.

This mission doesn't seem as simple as imagined.

A gloomy look flashed across the eyes of Cecil Solas, the seventh-level priest of the Temple of Light and the Herald of Light.
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Two griffins circled and landed in a courtyard in the north of the city.

"How many times have I told you not to scare people? You are banned from flying for three days."

Fang Yu gave each of the two griffins a head-butt.

"keree~~~"

The two griffins were so angry that they shed tears. The eagle heads, which were as big as a double round table, rubbed against Fang Yu again and again like a spoiled child. Seeing that Fang Yu was not moved at all, they could only cry out twice in grievance and lay on the ground in a bad mood.

These two griffins, which are less than two years old, are already nearly three meters in size, and their height when standing on four legs is more than 1.56 meters. Their weight is more than 600 kilograms, which is almost the same as that of a polar bear.

It is hard to imagine how a bird of this size can fly so nimbly and so fast in the sky.

Fang Yu has tested that the normal cruising speed of these two immature griffins can be maintained at a stable 180 kilometers per hour. When they use their innate "air dance", their instantaneous speed can even exceed 600 kilometers per hour, which is almost the same as that of a large passenger plane and even exceeds the explosive power of a peregrine falcon.

Coupled with their hard beaks and sharp claws, they are truly top predators.

"The Temple of Light is the largest temple and has a strong influence in all of Norwen. To be an enemy of the Temple of Light means that you will not be able to take a single step on this continent. Lord Gis, if you are targeted by the Temple of Light..."

Claudia, still dressed in black, looked worried, with a hint of fear in her eyes.

The one who came was the Holy Light Oracle from the Judgment Hall of the Temple of Light! The nemesis of all evil creatures! If she was discovered...

Claudia couldn't help but shudder.

"Don't worry, the Temple of Light will not be our enemy."

Fang Yu casually threw two five-pound beef tenderloins to the two griffins with a relaxed look. The griffins cried out twice, tilted their necks, and swallowed the two large beef tenderloins directly.

The Temple of Light will not be our enemy?
Claudia looked at Fang Yu in confusion.

"Yes." Fang Yu said as a matter of course, "As friends of justice, even if they don't support me, they shouldn't be my enemy, right?"

A friend of justice?
Claudia looked at her chest.

Do you want me to move your hand away before we talk?
Are there any righteous friends who have a succubus?
Besides, you are the favored one of Vernes, the goddess of desire!

The Holy Light Oracle's exclusive magic - "See Through Evil" can see through all the disguises of the evil camp. Are you sure you can hide it?

Claudia's face flushed, and she twisted her body. Through her black gauze skirt, one could vaguely see a light in the gap between her skirts, which turned red and green...

Ah, Lord Gis, I was wrong. I shouldn't have questioned the power of the Son of Desire~
Violence is the most efficient way to solve problems, but it is not the most effective way.

As civilized people, we naturally have civilized ways.

Fang Yu pulled the beads and Claudia trembled all over.
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Elbery, west of the city, guest house.

Inside a suite, the burning wood in the fireplace made crackling sounds from time to time, and the burning smoke passed through the fire wall connected to the fireplace, making the entire room warm.

The gas lamps on the wall emitted bright light, illuminating the entire room.

Cecil held a quill, dipped it in ink, and wrote a few lines on a piece of parchment.

"Holy Master, it's been five days. I don't think we should wait any longer. Please allow me to ask Commander Balaman for support. This druid named Fangis must pay the price for his contempt for the God of Light!"

Sevian, wearing complete armor, paused the heavy sword in his hand like an angry lion, his golden hair moving without wind.

This is the manifestation of the fighting spirit in his body driven by anger.

After five days in Elbery, I gained nothing.

Neither Flavius ​​Venatto, the acting pope of the Temple of Wealth, nor the mysterious "druid" lord was seen.

After the other party arranged them in this guesthouse, they ignored them. No matter how Sevian asked, the civilian named Lyellmachus just smiled and said that His Holiness the Pope was not there and the lord was not there either.

When asked when he would be back, the answer was I don’t know. When asked what he was doing, the answer was still I don’t know.

So, in the past few days, he could only follow Cecil Solas around and almost visited all of Elbery.

This city is a little different from other cities, but Savien doesn't care about these fancy things, they are just little tricks.

What concerned him more was that the other party clearly knew that they had arrived in Elbery, but had not shown up yet!

Five days is enough to cross the entire Lusen.

This is a contempt for the Temple of Light!

As a fifth-level Knight Commander of the Temple of Light, although he was only a middle- to high-level official in the Knights Templar, with five great knight commanders, deputy commanders and commanders above him, Savien had never been treated with such contempt anywhere.

A fifth-level Knight Commander could be considered the supreme force in many smaller subordinate god temples.

Savien has been very angry these days.

As a druid, do you really think that you can scare the Temple of Light with just those two griffins?
Simply ridiculous!
"Just be patient, Captain Severn."

"We did not inform the other party in advance this time. Maybe the local lord and Pope Flavius ​​are really not in Elbery." Cecil put down his quill pen, rolled the two pieces of parchment into two rolls and stuffed them into two small cylinders. He took out two bird cages covered with black cloth from the next room, grabbed two carrier pigeons from them, and tied the small barrels to the legs of the two carrier pigeons.

Cecil, who has worked in the Tribunal of the Holy Office for seven years, has enough patience. Any evil incident that requires the intervention of the Tribunal cannot be resolved in a day or two.

Just like the corruption of the bishop of the Carlston diocese in Umbria that just ended, it took more than half a year from the beginning of the investigation to the end of the incident.

Seeing the two pigeons flying farther and farther away without encountering any obstructions, Cecil breathed a sigh of relief and closed the window again.

"Saint Master Solas, there must be something wrong with this druid, and there must be something wrong with the Temple of Wealth as well. If we don't act sooner and give them time to destroy the evidence, we will be in a more passive position!"

Sevian leaned on his sword stubbornly.

Cecil Solas was temporarily recalled to the Cathedral by Archbishop Caramon. The Knights Templar team that had been cooperating with him for a long time was still in Umbria to stabilize the situation. Sevian was also temporarily selected to cooperate with Cecil.

This is the first time the two have worked together.

This Cecil Solas had a great reputation in the Holy Order and was known as the "Blade of Order" of the Third Court of Judgment. But now it seems that he was nothing special.

In order to be promoted to the Knights Templar, besides one's own strength, merit is very important. Without sufficient merit, no matter how much strength one has accumulated or how solid the foundation is, one will not be eligible to participate in the promotion baptism.

Every time a Templar Knight is promoted to a higher level, he must undergo a divine baptism. However, the number of places for each divine baptism is very limited, and if you want to get a place, you must make enough contributions.

The Templar Knight Valerius, who had previously cooperated with Cecil Solas, was promoted from an ordinary Level 3 Templar Knight to a Level 5 Knight Commander in just five years. It is rumored that it was because of Cecil that he was able to achieve so many achievements.

But now it seems that after such humiliation, he was so frightened by the two griffins that he dared not move. It was a waste of my expectation when I heard that I could work under him.

Sevian looked at Cecil Solas with a little more contempt.

Cecil seemed to have no idea about the change in Sevian's attitude. He still looked unhurried and ignored Sevian's request to fight.

Just when Savien felt that his anxiety was out of control and he wanted to argue, he heard the window outside knock twice.

Cecil walked to the window and opened it. A gray-white carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew in, landing on the clothes hanger.

Take the small barrel from the pigeon's feet and pour out a small parchment roll.

Cecil looked at the wax seal and found it was intact. Then he cut the seal with a knife, unfolded the paper and began to read.

"Holy Master: We have discovered the remnants of the power of the God of Fear, Carthros, and the remains of the 'Blood Sacrifice' magic circle. We have confirmed that Vitrum had fallen, and the fallen was Edward Belvitt."

"Investigators: Eye of Insight Team."

"Sure enough!" Cecil showed a cruel smile and handed the parchment to the curious Sevian.

When Savien took it and looked at it, his face changed color.

A member of the Belvitt family has fallen?
When did this happen?

How did Lord Cecil know this? Could it be that...

Sevian immediately remembered the five or six white-robed priests who had disappeared inexplicably before setting out.

It turns out that Saint Master Cecil had already arranged people to conduct a secret investigation!
For so many days, he has been taking me around the city, and it seems that he has a purpose, which is to paralyze the other party!

Now that we have this evidence, we can investigate the entire Elbery openly!

After all, Elbery still nominally belongs to the Belvitt family.

The Belvitt family and the entire Russen are the pastoral areas of the Temple of Light!
The Temple of Light has unlimited powers to investigate and trace all evil events within the pastoral area.

Justifiably.

By investigating this "Druid" lord and following the clues to the Temple of Wealth, the Temple of Wealth will have no choice but to tell the truth.

If this incident involving the evil god's corruption could be linked to the Temple of Wealth...

Savien took a deep breath and looked at Cecil with awe.

As expected, it is worthy of being the "Blade of Order" of the Third Judgment House. It found a way to break the impasse so quickly!
"Captain Savien, take your men and surround the northern lord's residence immediately!"

Cecil ordered expressionlessly.

"I will obey your orders!" Savien leaned his hands on the sword and bowed his head in obedience.

"Master Saint, those two griffins..." Savien hesitated for a second before saying firmly, "I will lead people to take care of them!"

"Even if it costs my life!"

"Your sacrifice is not necessary." Cecil waved his hand. "As you said, there are no city walls here, so..."

After saying that, Cecil took out a whistle from his pocket, opened the window, and blew it hard. An invisible wave spread out from the whistle, but no sound was made.

In just over ten breaths, Savien saw sparks in the darkness. Upon careful observation, he could see that each spark was a knight holding a torch!
And these knights were holding torches and galloping towards the guesthouse!

"Five days ago, I applied to Archbishop Caramon for support. Commander Sullivan led the team personally and arrived in Elbery three days ago. Each of you is the most devout believer and the most precious treasure of the temple. You should not be sacrificed easily."

Cecil patted Sevian on the shoulder.

Savien was shocked and couldn't help showing his emotion.

However, he did not realize that Cecil did not look for his direct report, Commander Balaman, but for another knight commander of the "Ten" Knights Templar - Commander Sullivan.

When you return this time, you will go to the northern diocese to guard against the halfling barbarians.

Cecil glanced at Savien inconspicuously, who had become increasingly disrespectful to him in recent days.
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"Curfew! Curfew! Curfew!"

"Within a quarter of an hour, everyone must return to their residences and not go out! Until the curfew is lifted!"

"Curfew! Curfew! Curfew!"

……

On every road in Elbery, there were several knights and squires urging their horses and whipping their horses, shuttling back and forth, driving the civilians on the streets back to their homes.

All the civilians, including the merchants, were panicked and fled in all directions.

A heavily armored knight, nearly two meters tall, riding on a tall horse, led more than two hundred Templar Knights and rushed towards the lord's residence in the north of the city with murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)