At the east city gate of Leinster, countless white-robed men surrounded the young man at the gate with torches in their hands. The night wind was howling, but the air here seemed to be frozen.
Bradley's voice echoed in the night, attracting everyone's attention. Everyone was waiting for Luo Ya's answer, but this question was too difficult for the young man.
The name of the director who sent him here. This question touched on Luo Ya's greatest concern, which was the interpersonal relationships of this era. This was a situation that he could hardly grasp after entering the historical fragment. It was like a sharp sword, stabbing directly at his weak spot.
Under the light of the torches, the black-haired young man was silent. Bradley's mouth was curved with a mixture of a smile and killing intent. Just as he was about to give the order, Luo Ya suddenly spoke.
"Bradley, where did you get the courage to ask me to say the director's name in public?"
Under the gaze of the believers, the black-haired young man gritted his teeth and questioned sternly, which made the middle-aged man's momentum falter. Bradley looked at Luo Ya's angry face and was stunned. He realized that he did ask some questions, but he didn't want to change his answer in public. More importantly, if he didn't say it in public, Bradley would have to talk to Luo Ya privately, which he absolutely couldn't do.
Because Bradley was from the Puppet School.
In the Puppet School, when the puppet was activated, the body didn't have much combat power. When the puppet wasn't activated, although the combat power would increase, it was still far weaker than the same level.
The other party might be here to assassinate him, so how could Bradley be stupid enough to stay with him?
"… These are all trustworthy believers, you can say it."
After thinking for a moment, Bradley said so with a flicker in his eyes. However, what he didn't know was that Luo Ya had already expected his answer.
"Hmph, devout believers?"
Hearing this, the black-haired young man's golden eyes lit up, and an angry smile appeared on his face.
"Before coming here, I also thought that you would be devout believers, but after entering the city, I only felt one kind of emotion …"
"Fear!"
"What did you say?"
Bradley asked angrily, but Roja didn't pay attention to him. He gritted his teeth and glanced sharply at the crowd. Then he asked loudly.
"In less than a week, three-quarters of the city of Leinster had been occupied. The orders of the council were not carried out at all. Even Prandtl, who was sent as reinforcements, had died on the way. When you were running for your lives, did you ever think about the glory of the Mother Goddess?
"You! Bradley Dennis! Cowardly and timidly! Why are you still talking to me about being devout? "
"What is devout? Hundreds of years ago, the young director Daoge Lasi returned to the embrace of God's embrace on the vast vast sea. His soul will forever follow the great Mother Goddess, but what about you? How are you compared to him? Bishop Bradley? "
The black-haired young man stared at the middle-aged man in front of him with burning eyes, causing Bradley's expression to change drastically.
Director Daoge Lasi, this name was no longer circulated in the Saint Heroes Society, but Bradley was absolutely familiar with it, because strictly speaking, he was the early leader of the Puppet School in the Saint Heroes Society. Legend had it that he reached the Source Level 2 at a young age, but in order to delay the enemy during a mission, he entered the embrace of God's Messenger in advance.
Although Daoge Lasi's deeds were publicized, after hundreds of years, no one except the younger generation of the Puppet School knew about it. For Luo Ya to mention this name, the only possibility was that he had seen the records of that time at the director's headquarters. Comparing Daoge Lasi to Bradley could be said to be a rather obscure reprimand.
Daoge Lasi was already a Source Level 2 at a young age, and his position was high enough to be a director. Bradley, who was so old, had just broken through to the Source Level 2 not long ago and was only a bishop. Daoge Lasi fought tenaciously and returned to the embrace of God's Messenger for faith, but Bradley was almost defeated and battered. The two were simply incomparable.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's face turned red, but he did not dare to speak casually anymore. This was because Luo Ya's reprimand had vaguely proved his identity and made him panic.
Is he really the Saint's Messenger?
Bradley's face turned ugly and his eyes wandered. Luo Ya did not pursue the matter further. He took a deep breath as if to calm his anger, then looked at the middle-aged man calmly and said,
"You asked who asked me to come here. I'll tell you. All the members of the board unanimously agreed to transfer me here from Twin Horn Port. Strictly speaking, I'm a special envoy. It seems that the letter from the board has not arrived yet, so it's normal that you don't know me."
"Twin Horn Port?"
Bradley's eyes widened when he heard the familiar name. That was the resting place of God's Messenger that only the higher-ups of the Saint Heroes Society knew about. It was a pilgrimage place for the believers of Mother Goddess, and because it was also the place where Daoge Lasi died, Bradley had been there once when he was young and was one of the few bishops who knew about it. Luo Ya came from Twin Horn Port, so he was almost certain that he was a higher-up directly under the board.
With this thought in mind, Daoge Lasi trusted the young man even more. Luo Ya, who noticed the bishop's reaction when he heard about Twin Horn Port, narrowed his golden pupils and continued to speak.
"You don't know me, but you should know this aura … This is the grace given to me by God's Messenger."
The black-haired young man raised his hand as if he had received God's grace. The next moment, white mist began to condense in his palm. It was the terrifying cold air from the Frozen Earth. It was the tip of the iceberg of the monster that once sealed the earth and destroyed civilization. The moment it was released, the believers felt uneasy, but Bradley felt as if he was struck by lightning.
This was the aura of the Messenger of Mother Goddess who was sleeping in the abyss of the sea!
Bradley, who had been to Twin Horn Port and felt the aura of the Frozen Earth, was excited. At this moment, he completely believed in Luo Ya's identity. At the same time, he looked at him with a warm gaze.
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