When Alex left the hut, his face was still full of sadness and reluctance, but the moment he closed the wooden door, the muscles on his face went back to their respective places, and his face became expressionless again, as if a meeting had been dismissed.
Angor saw the change in the man's expression.
"I think if you don't want to be a priest one day, you can consider becoming a stage actor," Angor suggested sincerely. Alex only gave him a silent glance.
"If you want to become an actor, I can introduce you to a place called Torchlight Academy. The actors there are very good in all aspects. "
Alex completely ignored Angor's words.
Then, he looked around at his surroundings.
There was a woodland around, so the ground was quite flat. However, because the forest was very dense, the vision was not very clear.
Finally, Alex looked at a high cliff not far away.
A moment later, Alex reached the high ground and looked down. He could clearly see the wooden hut and the surrounding forest. It was an excellent vantage point.
"Now, we just have to wait," Alex said in a plain tone.
Of course, he was waiting for the pursuer to come.
The place where the forest keeper's cabin was located was actually very far away from the scene of the incident last night. It was located in the opposite direction of Guste. It could be said that it was in two completely opposite directions.
What they needed to do next was to see if the pursuer would come here.
If Raven and Camelot could not find Mrs. Connie's trace in a short time, they could be sure that the one controlling the undead was not someone from outside the Confinement. After all, if the controller was outside the Confinement and peeking inside, he or she must have great foresight. He or she would be able to grasp every movement inside the Confinement as soon as possible. Mrs. Connie could not hide even if she wanted to.
On the other hand, if they could not find Mrs. Connie's trace in a short time, it meant that the controller of the undead was inside the Confinement. Furthermore, he could only detect the person who was touching the barrier at the first moment. If the controller escaped, he would have to spend a lot of effort to catch him or her.
Therefore, Alex chose to wait here.
If no one came to kill Mrs. Connie in a short time, it would mean that Mrs. Connie was not from outside the Confinement. That would be when Alex would make his move.
Once the controller spent a lot of effort to find Mrs. Connie, she would definitely give herself away.
Alex was very considerate. However, if one thought about it carefully, they would realize that Mrs. Connie, who was just rescued by Alex, was being used as bait again.
While waiting, Angor and Alex discussed some small details, such as local customs, customs, language, and racial characteristics.
He hoped to find out the general location of Goost Town through these details.
Maybe it was because he saved Alex's life last night. His attitude was a bit better than before. As long as it did not involve Alex himself, he would answer any question Angor asked as long as he knew the answer.
However, Goost Town did not have any special customs, apart from the fact that people would go to Kruje Church to worship during major festivals. However, this custom wasn't too special. Basically, it was common in countries where religion and politics ruled together. Alex had also said that although he didn't know which country Guste belonged to, he was sure that the Kruje Divine Court was the only religion in this country.
Angor could not find the exact location of Goost Town from what he knew so far.
But Angor believed that it was somewhere in the southern wizardry region. After all, he only traveled through that strange tunnel for a short time. Based on his understanding of space and time, Goost Town should still be in the southern wizardry region.
Also, the residents of Goost Town were humans, not humanoids. Their language and characters were all in the common tongue of the continent.
All the clues pointed to the fact that Goost Town was the center of civilization in the wizarding world.
But there was one thing he noticed.
The residents of Goost Town spoke the common tongue of the continent, but they still had a distinct local accent. Alex, on the other hand, did not have the same accent as the residents of Goost Town.
Angor tried to ask Alex about the accent, but Alex had no memory of the past, so he could not tell him anything.
Still, Angor had an idea. He did not know where Alex's accent came from, but he believed it was from somewhere on the Fey Continent. From Angor's point of view, he could understand both the accents of Goost Town and Alex. But Alex's accent would make it easier for him to understand.
Alex stopped talking when the sun was setting. I took out a leather water bottle from my waist and drank a mouthful of water to moisten my throat. Then, I said, "It's been almost twenty hours, and those two undead still haven't come. It seems that my guess was right. There must be an undead controller, and this person is definitely not outside the cage."
Alex turned around and looked at the mountains in the distance, where he could vaguely see the buildings of Goost Town.
"Maybe this person is hiding in the town, switching between the two identities, treating everyone as a joke, carrying out the orders of the creator of the Confinement, and slaughtering anyone who discovers the truth."
Alex stood up and bowed to Angor. "Thank you for your help, Mister Padt."
Angor knew what he meant. He slowly floated down the cliff and approached the log cabin.
Looking inside, Angor saw Lady Connie looking at the setting sun with a blank expression while murmuring the name of Rayven. There were obvious tears on her cheeks.
Angor pointed at the door, and an illusion wave slowly spread out and enveloped the entire log cabin.
Alex, who was on the cliff, witnessed the gradual disappearance of the forest keeper's wooden house with his own eyes.
This was the second time he witnessed the power of an "illusion", but he was still shocked. Where did this supernatural power come from? Would he be able to obtain this kind of power?
While Alex was still in a daze, Angor had completely hidden the log cabin behind the illusion.
In other words, Lady Connie was safe again for the time being.
Earlier, Alex used Lady Connie as bait to find out more about the Undead Manipulator.
However, now that he knew how powerful the Manipulator was, he had to delay the Manipulator from finding Lady Connie as much as possible. That way, the Manipulator would make more noise, which would help him catch the Manipulator.
Therefore, Alex asked Angor to hide Lady Connie so that the Manipulator could find her sooner.
Lady Connie didn't know what was going on. Angor didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
After hiding Connie from sight, he returned to the cliff. "Without a stable source of energy, the illusion won't last long. About a week if no one destroys it."
Alex nodded. "A week is enough."
Under the sunset, they walked along a secluded path back to Goost Town. When they reached the town, it was already night.
Angor and Alex took several turns along the deserted roads before sneaking back to Kruje Church.
Lady Connie's escape must have been a surprise to the Manipulator. It was obvious that someone was helping Mrs Connie. Someone might have even discovered the truth about the Confinement. Therefore, it was very likely that the other party was investigating the townspeople. That was why Alex was so cautious on the way back.
When Alex opened the door to his room, he suddenly frowned and walked around the room, deep in thought.
"What's wrong?" Angor asked.
Alex said, "The note I left, the position of the pen, and even the dust on the door frame haven't changed. Which means Father Berrenlang didn't come to my room today. "
Angor glanced at Alex's desk, where a piece of paper was pressed under an ink bottle. Alex wrote something on it: "I'm going to the river to read a scripture. I might come back late."
According to Alex, he floated to Goost Town by following the river. Sometimes, he would go to the river to read a scripture to regain his memories and to express his gratitude to God. Father Berrenlang knew about this, which was why Alex used this as an excuse to leave the note last night.
But the evening passed, and Father Brumlang did not come to his room.
"Father Berrenlang usually comes to me every morning to listen to God's teachings. Why didn't he come today?" Alex was puzzled.
But soon, he found an answer to his question.
He heard some noises coming from the front yard. Alex opened the window and saw the church, which usually had only a few night lamps lit up at night, suddenly brightly lit.
"Let's go check it out." Alex took off his dusty clothes and put on a more formal robe, which made him look more solemn and holy.
After changing his clothes, Alex adjusted his expression and headed to Kruje Church.
Before they entered the church, they could hear the cries coming from inside.
Alex pushed the door open, only to see a group of people surrounding Father Brent Lang, crying non-stop.
Father Bollenlang looked a little tired, but he still tried his best to comfort the people around him. When he saw Alex come in, he said to the people around him, "Father above, please calm down. Father will definitely expel the dark clouds over our heads."
After that, Father Bollenlang turned his head and whispered something to a sheriff wearing a round hat. The sheriff took over Father Bollenlang's job and comforted everyone while Bollenlang walked to Alex's side.
"Alex, what took you so long?" Father Berrenlang asked in a low voice.
"Sorry, I was studying a scripture today. I didn't pay attention to what happened outside." Alex purposely did not mention where he was studying the scripture.
"Studying a scripture is a good thing, but you also need to pay attention to your believers." Father Berrenlang's expression softened a little.
Alex immediately understood from Father Berrenlang's reaction that Father Berrenlang did not know that he was not in his room all day. It seemed that his excuse of going to the river to read a scripture could be ignored.
"Father, may I ask what happened? Why is everyone so sad?" Alex put on a sad face and asked.
"Sigh …" Father Berrenlang sighed and told him what happened.
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