The next step of the plan was to use Angor's illusion to confuse the Krakoks. Once the illusion was cast, Angor would be able to enter Otherworld without anyone noticing.
They didn't need to attack Fiona. All they needed to do was to sneak in when Fiona wasn't at the altar. However, Fiona's presence was an unknown variable, and they didn't know if it would bring new variables to the plan. Therefore, they decided to keep Fiona under control for now. They would only release her after the plan succeeded.
"I'll leave Fiona to you," Shadow said as he pointed at Fiona's puppet form.
Angor nodded. According to the plan, he only needed to keep Fiona in her room. Everything else would have to wait until Shadow returned.
After escorting Fiona to her room, Angor followed Shadow to the altar.
The festival would last for three days and three nights, so the area under the mountain was still bustling with people.
The crowd outside the altar could be ignored for now. However, the Krakoks guarding the teleportation array at the top of the altar needed to be dealt with first.
Since there were too many people around the altar, Angor had to cast his spell from afar. This was a huge test for him. It was the first time he had set up an illusion so far away.
Luckily, everyone here was mortals. Apart from Shadow, no one noticed his nightmare aura at all.
A moment later, the teleportation array at the top of the altar was covered by a light-blocking array. At the same time, all the Krakoks were trapped in the illusion.
"Alright, we should be able to use the teleportation array now. If you don't come back by the end of the ceremony, I'll leave the garden and use Fiona to activate the magic array so that we can return to the surface world. "
"Don't worry. I can sense that thing. I'll be back before the end of the festival if nothing goes wrong. " Shadow paused for a moment. "If you can come to Otherworld to help me, I might be able to finish it faster."
"Maybe Isabella doesn't want to kill you, but not me. Besides, Dark Castle is her home base. Even if she's not there right now, who knows if her consciousness is still lingering in there. So, let's just forget about it." He thought about how Isabella tried to kill him earlier and felt that something was off.
Shadow nodded at Angor. "Alright. While I'm there, you can also stay here and look for clues about the soul purification method. Who knows, maybe when I come back with that item, I'll have a double blessing. "
After saying that, Shadow prepared to fly up to the altar.
"Actually, Fiona is quite pretty. Her long blonde hair is especially beautiful. Why don't you take advantage of these few days to do her? I guarantee that even if she wakes up, she won't notice anything wrong. "
Angor only replied with one word: "Piss off."
Shadow came to the teleportation circle with a smile. Before he disconnected the Spirit Bond, he continued, "Do you know why Fiona is called the Witch of Mercy? Because she'll forgive you no matter what you do. Go ahead! "
After saying that, Shadow disconnected the Spirit Bond and disappeared from the altar in the teleportation light that no one could see.
Angor's expression slowly darkened when he was sure that Shadow was gone.
Shadow sounded like he was joking with Angor, but Angor knew that there was still something between them that couldn't be reconciled. However, they were bound by the contract, so Angor had to pretend to be polite.
After sending Shadow away, Angor planned to check on Fiona first before going back to the temple.
However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, he noticed that the bald High Priest with a long white beard was looking at him quietly from the top of the temple.
Angor didn't know how long the Grand Priest had been looking at him.
Angor didn't know how to react. They just stared at each other for several seconds.
While Angor was trying to figure out what was going on, the Grand Priest remained as calm as ever. For some reason, Angor felt that the Grand Priest's eyes were like the calm surface of a calm sea. Hidden beneath the calm surface, there were hidden currents and undercurrents.
"Did you see it?" Angor mouthed the words.
The high priest lowered his eyes, shook his head, and staggered back into the temple.
Angor didn't know what the Grand Priest meant, but he had a feeling that the Grand Priest saw what they were doing. But why didn't he stop them?
His inability to stop it could be one of the reasons. Angor didn't believe that the Grand Priest didn't contact Dark Castle. He had been living in the temple all his life, and if someone from Dark Castle wanted to know more about the origin of laws, they would definitely contact him.
But he chose to remain silent, which made things a little interesting.
Angor gave the temple another meaningful look and left the mountain.
…
In a corner of the plains south of Hippocrotee, there was a splendid, domed temple. Every meter of the outer wall was covered with exquisite carvings, while the windows were covered with colorful decorations.
The name of the temple was "Centennial".
It was built by the Krakoks as a temporary residence for Arrivals from Citadel.
Angor pushed open the tall bronze door of the Centennial Temple, which was decorated with exquisite decorations and candles. However, there was no sign of human life. The place looked lonely.
In front of a long table in the center of the hall, Fiona was sitting on a chair with an expressionless face. Her face was pale, and her lips were curled up in an eerie smile.
Angor used Hand of Spell to move Fiona from the hall to her bedroom on the second floor.
He planned to rest here for the next two days. He didn't want to face that creepy puppet face all the time. As for what Shadow said about doing Fiona while she was still under Angor's control … that was nonsense. Angor didn't want to do it himself. Just looking at Fiona's creepy expression was enough to make him lose his appetite. Of course, those with special hobbies were an exception.
After moving Fiona back to her bedroom, he released Toby from his bracelet while he had some free time to rest.
It had been a week since Toby fell unconscious.
At first, Angor was worried. But when he learned that Toby might be evolving, he calmed down a little.
Since Toby was evolving, he couldn't just leave it in the bracelet. According to what Angor knew, a monster's evolution would cause all kinds of abnormalities. If the abnormality was too great, the item he stored in the bracelet would be destroyed.
So it was better to leave it outside.
As soon as Angor helped Toby settle down, he heard some rustling outside the hall.
Not long after, a voice came from the loudspeaker at the door, "Madam Fiona, the choir has been assembled. When can we start the selection?"
Selection? Angor was surprised. Was this the Sky Choir that Papaya mentioned?
Damn! He had almost forgotten about this!
The cleric outside the door asked again when he didn't get a reply for a long time.
Angor rubbed his temples. What a pain.
In the Space of Thought, a model rose up with a thought, and a transparent illusion shrouded the cleric outside the door.
Although it was possible to change the pitch of a male voice and a female voice, he had never heard Fiona's voice before. Even if he wanted to imitate it, he did not have a model. So he had no choice but to rely on the illusion to prevent the clerics from recognizing his voice.
"At night," Angor replied with his original voice, but none of the clerics noticed anything wrong.
"Shall we change the location?" one of them asked again.
According to their experience, the location was right under the holy mountain, and it hadn't changed for nearly a thousand years. They didn't really care whether they asked or not, but they still asked out of respect.
"Let's do it here." Angor didn't know where the location was, so he could only give a vague answer.
"Lady Fiona, are you saying we should do it here?" The clerics looked at each other. Wasn't it an established rule? Why did they suddenly change the location?
"Yes, let's do it here. I'm a little tired today, and I need some peace and quiet, "Angor said.
The clerics quickly made hand gestures outside the door and communicated with each other anxiously. Angor, on the other hand, used his spirit feelers to observe their reactions.
Wasn't it just a matter of changing the location of a choir? Why are these kids using hand gestures all of a sudden?
Is there something fishy going on here? Angor wondered.
As Angor pondered, the clerics outside seemed to have reached a conclusion. "Alright, we'll do it right away. Lady Fiona, we'll take our leave now."
Even after the clerics left, Angor's head was still filled with questions.
What was the point of selecting a choir?
Did people from Dark Castle always choose a choir every time they arrived? Or was it something special this time?
Angor couldn't figure out what was the point of having a choir. Could it be that Isabella, like Lydia, also had a passion for music?
Two flowers blossomed, each representing a different branch. Meanwhile, the clerics hurried back to the holy mountain after hearing about the change of location.
They dismounted from their hummingbirds and tried to enter the temple, but they were stopped by the guards. The temple was an important place. Normally, only the High Priest and two other priests could enter it.
"Yes, sir. Stop."
"We have something important to report to the Grand Priest," the clerics said anxiously.
The guards didn't give them any face at all. They simply carried out the order with cold faces.
Thus, a group of priests who wanted to enter the temple began a long stalemate with the loyal guards.
The commotion outside finally attracted the Grand Priest's attention. After a long argument, the Grand Priest slowly walked out of the inner temple with his walking stick.
"It's the Grand Priest! Great! You're finally out! "
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