The blessing ceremony was still going on. After confirming that Joel had lost his ability to resist, Morteris' expression gradually relaxed. Tonight's plan went smoothly, and everything was under his control so far. He used this banquet to successfully get rid of the traitor who had been lurking around him for a long time. He also got rid of a long-standing worry and cleared the obstacles for the next thing he was going to do.
Hence, the old man was slightly distracted at this moment.
Although the crisis in front of him had been resolved, there were still many things to be done. The most important thing now was to resolve the negative impact that tonight's incident might have on him. There were many important people at this banquet, and the Holy Knight had mentioned the incident in the small village 36 years ago. Those who were observant would definitely associate it with the previous rumors, and it would inevitably affect his reputation.
However, there were always pros and cons to everything. An 8th-grade Holy Knight had died here, and he would definitely have to answer to the Pope. The guests who were present tonight could testify for him that the Holy Knight named Joel and the assassin in black knew each other. Hence, there was not much of a problem for him to choose to kill the assassin.
Oh, yes, there was also the little girl in front of him. Gillian had just personally experienced an assassination and counter-assassination. Blood splattered before her eyes, and she even saw the horrifying scene of the Holy Knight being corroded by poison. She had been trembling all this while, and it seemed like she would not be able to think about the transportation route for the time being.
However, Morteris was, after all, a human being, and an old man in his sixties. After experiencing a thrilling assassination, he did not want to immediately focus on those messy things. He would occasionally relax, and now he was thinking about the little granddaughter who had just been born six months ago.
Life was always a pleasant surprise, especially at his age. The closer he was to death, the more he could experience the beauty of a new life. The feeling of the continuation of his bloodline was the most delightful thing.
Hence, Morteris thought about whether he should make a trip home after dealing with the matters here. It just so happened that he also missed the grape trellis in the courtyard.
Then, he saw a huge fire.
The red fire that descended from the sky was like a divine punishment from the end of the world. When he came to his senses, he was surrounded by thick smoke, and the Count's mansion was in a mess. Everyone was running for their lives, crying and shouting. Moteris raised his head and saw the two huge Fire Dragons roaring and rolling above his head. Although their bodies were only made of elements, they could emit the might of a Dragon just like real dragons. Those who were less courageous were so scared that they sat on the ground, unable to move.
A Mage?! The old bishop was shocked. With such means, it was probably a very powerful high-level Mage.
Morteris' heart sank. He was at his weakest. The blessing ceremony had not ended, and he could not leave the stone steps. Of the two 8th-grade Holy Knights that usually by his side, one had been transferred to another place, and the other had just been killed by him. In order to kill that Holy Knight, his most trusted Shadow Stalker had also just now.
Could it be that the Holy Knight named Joel had a powerful ally? The old bishop looked at the assassin in black beside him, only to find that the assassin's face was also filled with confusion. It was obvious that he had no idea what was happening around him.
The uneasiness in the old bishop's heart grew stronger. The greatest fear of humans was the unknown. Although Morteris had made countless enemies in his life, he was very cunning, and there were very few enemies that could really threaten him. Most of the time, the situation seemed dangerous, but it was actually under his control. For example, when he dealt with Joel's betrayal.
But now, when he saw the two fire dragons, the old bishop had a very strong sense of crisis.
And at the next moment, this uneasiness finally became a reality.
A figure appeared behind him out of nowhere, and he did not even notice it until the other party patted his shoulder and said, "Archbishop Morteris, it's an honor to meet you. I hope that you can cooperate with me and move somewhere else."
After he said this, the two fire dragons made of magical elements suddenly let out two angry roars, turned around, and crashed into the magic crystal wall beside them. The crystal wall exploded with a loud boom, and then the fire dragons turned into the most basic magical elements and dissipated in the wind. The magic formation above the count's mansion also began to shake.
Morteris was indeed a man who had experienced countless storms. Even at this moment, the old bishop's expression was still rather calm. He asked in a deep voice, "Who are you, and why are you looking for me?"
"I've long heard that Archbishop Morteris is a smart man. You should have also heard the simple principle of 'the more you know, the closer you are to death.'" The newcomer raised his magic staff, and at the next moment, the two fire dragons that had originally been disintegrated into basic magical elements were actually reconstructed.
The old bishop was also amazed by this elemental control ability.
After the two fire dragons were resurrected, they once again crashed into the magic crystal wall in the same posture. This time, the already shaky magic formation finally could no longer withstand the huge impact, and it shattered, revealing a passage that connected to the outside world.
However, at the same time, Morteris also completed the blessing ceremony and regained his mobility. The old bishop remained calm and did not immediately withdraw his hand from Gillian's forehead. Instead, he maintained his original posture, intending to give the person beside him a surprise at the critical moment. But just as this thought arose in his mind, he lost control of his body.
Mental Magic? Morteris was secretly shocked. Clergymen were much stronger than ordinary people in terms of mental attributes, and they also had the protection of the gods. Ordinary mental magic had limited effects on them. As one of the 19 bishops of the temple, and having experienced so many things, his mental strength was no longer comparable to that of ordinary people. Yet, he still fell for this trick without even realizing it. It could only be said that the other party was terrifyingly powerful.
"Who exactly is Your Honor?" This was the second time Morteris had asked this question. At this moment, the old man felt a chill in his heart, and his feet began to move uncontrollably towards the direction where the crystal wall had shattered.
However, the count's mansion had been engulfed in flames and thick smoke, and it was impossible for the people outside to not notice it. Hence, when the crystal wall shattered, the first to rush in were the 13 level-7 Holy Knights who were guarding the carriage. In terms of individual strength, none of them could compare to the level-8 Holy Knight who had just been plotted against, but they were best at fighting as a team.
The 13 of them were well-trained and had great teamwork. They could even fight a level-9 professional.
These people were another trump card that Morteris had to protect himself.
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