Chapter 398
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Country of the Saints, Saint Moronica Cathedral.
Heroria sat in the holy meeting hall with her guardian knight Messiah sitting beside her.
After Heroria returned from her trip to Norland, her punishment was to be placed under house arrest in the Santa Moronica Cathedral. She was not allowed to step out of it.
The Pope didn't dare to threaten or harm Heroria at all.
This was because Heroria's singing was the only way to control the Court of Heresy. Although the choir's singing had the same effect, the choir could only temporarily suppress it, while Heroria's singing could completely heal it.
Although Heroria was placed under house arrest by the higher-ups of the Country of the Saints, she was still dragged to this meeting.
Of course, as a bystander.
"Why is there a demon's creation here!"
A bishop had just sat down in the meeting hall. He looked at the items placed in the center of the hall and questioned the organizer of this meeting loudly.
In the center of the meeting hall, there was a crystal.
Heroria recognized the crystal as the "TV" that was popular in Nolan at the moment.
The funny thing was that the popular 'magic machine' in Noland was an extremely dangerous taboo in the Country of the Saints.
Due to being labeled as a Devil's Creation, the surroundings of the magic-guided machine were engraved with all sorts of defensive Holy Light spells.
It was as if it was a dangerous bomb that could explode at any time in the center of the meeting hall.
"The prince of the Land of Frost has been bewitched by the demons. Bishop Moenig, the stronghold you once defended is most likely occupied by the demons."
"What?!"
The bishop named Moenig was a little emotional when he heard this news.
Before Moenig returned to the Country of the Saints as a bishop, he fought with the soldiers of the Land of Frost in the stronghold.
That was why Moenig was unwilling to believe that the magnificent stronghold was taken by the demons.
The bishop of the Magistrate Court did not speak. The demonic creation in the center of the Holy Council Hall had been completely activated.
Noland's Demon Trickster Pluck's bass voice reverberated throughout the hall, and the frozen scenery of the Land of Frost appeared before everyone's eyes.
When the documentary filmed a missionary being taken away by two soldiers from the Land of Frost, the holy meeting hall fell into silence.
"What does Prince Cheil want to do? Has he really sided with the demons? "
Bishop Moenig, who had just found out about this, was still puzzled.
"Today's meeting is to discuss how to deal with this … incident." The presiding bishop calmed Monig's anger.
Herolia had been quietly listening to the bishops' discussion, and even yawned in boredom as she listened.
"Saintess, aren't you worried?"
Messiah, who had been sitting on the side, used a text message to communicate with Heroria.
"Worried. If the Land of Frost declares war on us, the Country of the Saints won't last long. But these guys who are loyal to the Pope can't come up with a solution no matter how much they discuss."
Ever since Heroria obtained the hidden communication medium of the magic net, she didn't hold back at all when communicating with Messiah. She showed her disdain for the Pope's faction mercilessly.
"Saintess, what do you think about the Land of Frost incident?" A bishop suddenly asked Heroria, who had been silent all this time.
"Regarding Prince Land of Frost's unusual actions, I agree with Bishop Keborough's opinion. That is, we should first investigate the inside story, then send someone to mediate the dispute."
Heroria stood up with an impeccable smile on her face.
No matter how much Heroria hated the Pope's faction, she wasn't just popular in the Country of the Saints. There were also many bishops in the upper echelons of the Church who liked this Saintess.
"Do you really think mediation will work?"
Heroria's guardian knight, Messiah, could guess what was hidden behind Heroria's smile.
"If only it would work. Those guys from the Judiciary messed things up, and now the Church of Red has to take the blame. They're probably having a headache now, but this is an opportunity for me."
Heroria continued to sit on the seat in the conference hall in a dignified manner, acting as a facade. Her eyes were secretly glued to the magic net.
"Opportunity?"
"This … I can't tell you, Messiah."
Heroria's gaze shifted from the magic net to the center of the conference hall, where the documentary had yet to end.
From the bits and pieces of information revealed in the documentary, Heroria felt that the prince's behavior was a bit abnormal … It felt like someone was deliberately pushing him behind the scenes.
Heroria was very clear about the power of the Nephilic Judges. Normal spellcasters would definitely not be able to fight a Nephilic Judge head-on.
So it's this? Heroria stared at a post on the spellcaster forum titled "Help! My friend has been affected by some kind of spiritual magic. Poster: Frost Owl. "
The reason Heroria could find this post was because she had been paying attention to the activity of an account called "The Flame Relayer" after leaving Noland.
The Flame Relayer had also given a reply to the Frost Owl's post.
Heroria remembered that today was the day the Heretics Tribunal was carrying out a certain "big mission".
Therefore, this Frost Owl was very likely … the twelfth prince of the Land of Frost.
However, Heroria's actions on the Weave seemed to have caught the attention of the Flamecaller. When she wanted to add the owl as a friend, the message displayed was a rejection.
It was as if the Frost Owl had purposely blocked her, even though she had switched to Misai's account.
This made Heroria very discouraged. She completely felt that the magic net was that demon's territory. No matter what she wanted to do, she would be restricted by Josiah.
But this time, an invitation suddenly popped up in Heroria's message.
The Flame Relayer invited you to join the Film Society's council?
Heroria glanced at the strange invitation. Although she could not understand what the council represented, she still agreed to the request.
Soon, a new message popped up in front of Heroria.
"Sister Lia has joined the group chat."
Not long after this new message popped up, Heroria saw a few new messages pop up in the window.
"Zenas has joined the group chat."
"The Chaser of Light has joined the group chat."
"The Flower of Falosi has joined the group chat."
"The Playwright of Soil has joined the group chat."
"I really don't want to wear a dress has joined the group chat."
"…"
Heroria looked at the large group of unfamiliar yet familiar names. For a moment, she could not figure out what the purpose of this council was.
"Welcome to the first meeting mentioned in the newsletter — the Film Society. In this society, you can discuss your views on film. There is only one rule in our society, and that is, you must never reveal your real identity."
The first message came from the Flame Relayer, who was also the founder of the society.
"So my identity has been exposed?" The second person to reply was Hiri. I'm studying hard today!
There was also an emoticon of a dwarf who was so shocked that his cup slipped from his hand.
"I don't think so." The third person to reply was the Breeder of the Holy Tree.
Heroria quickly figured out what kind of existence the Film Society was. She looked through the list of members and saw the Frost Owl's name.
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