Blood of Mercury

Sheila saw Roland waving to him, showing a somewhat distressed god.

But he still did not refuse Roland's request in the end.

"excuse me."

Sheila apologized softly and walked to Roland's side. Under Roland's eyes, he did it opposite him.

The brown long gown and the tight black leather jacket, the platinum curly hair and the jet-black long hair, and the silver-grey and lake pupils. The two people are sitting on the seats in the same posture, like some kind of weird mirror image, showing a strange symmetry.

Inexplicably, Lily felt that the two had some indescribable similarity.

"Mr. Sheila! Long time no see!"

She tilted her head and thought for a while, Lily jumped up from Roland's side, and neatly took out a small book from her cuff: "What do you want today?"

"It's the same as yesterday," Sheila turned her head when she heard the words, and gave Lily a warm smile, "I'm sorry, Miss Lily."

"What's the trouble, it's our responsibility to prepare food for the guests."

Lily replied casually, as if she suddenly thought of something, and patted her head: "Speaking of which... Dinah left this afternoon. If you come at noon, you can see her."

Hearing this, Xila showed a wry smile: "Since you all told me to come here at night, I will naturally obey the rules here."

"Hey? Is that so... You talk to Mr. Roland first, and I'll help you later."

Maybe it was obvious that Roland, who had been silent all this time, might have something to say to Xila alone. Lily thoughtfully walked to the back kitchen with the menu.

"...Roland?"

Hearing Roland's name, Sheila frowned slightly.

"It's the Roland you thought, Sheila... Your Excellency."

Sheila heard a cool and low voice ringing from her ear, so she turned her head with a frown.

Then he found that the black-haired handsome young man stretched out his right hand and quickly drew a triangle on his chest, gently resting it on his chest.

At that moment, Sheila knew that his identity had been exposed.

But Sheila didn't panic. He just subconsciously touched the ring on his left hand and frowned as he was about to say something.

But at this time, Roland said softly, "I see the light shining on you."

This is a more obscure blessing to the priest of Tyre. After all, the wizards around were staring at Roland and the others. No matter how daring they were, Roland and Syra didn't dare to say something like "Ah. May God bless you".

But Roland's sentence at the moment also means "I don't believe in Tyre". This is also an unfriendly way of expressing for a pastor.

"...Yes, I hope I can help you, Roland... um. Mister."

Sheila was silent for three seconds, and finally decided to respond in a kind way for the time being.

But the communication between the two is only at this level. After that, the two fell into a brief silence.

Roland knew that as long as he could reveal his identity, there would be no fighting. Because even if it is counted among all bishops in Tyre. Syrah must also be one of the mildest in character. It can be said that Xila is a complete pacifist.

Rather, it is precisely because he is so peaceful and has a peaceful mind that Jupiter IV will give him the Ring of Killing, which represents military power. After all, after the Battle of the White Tower, there was no one better than him to appease the Knights Templar who had lost more than half of their losses.

Because of this, Roland wondered why Jupiter sent him? Why is he wearing the Ring of Killing now?

...Did they already know that Elucado had unsealed it?

After all, in the current era, among the people without the origin of awakening, the only one who can hold Elucado head-on is probably Shira.

Sheila was only thirty years old this year. He has already stepped into the golden stage, and at the same time he has come into contact with his first elemental cornerstone, and the origin of awakening is only a matter of time. This level of talent cannot be explained by genius. Roland knew that Syrah was actually the reincarnation of Tyre's envoy.

It is not unreasonable for the gods to search for souls who have awakened their origins for thousands of years.

In order to prevent the sect from being disintegrated from within, the cardinal will only choose this standard of trust from the souls that the gods trust, which means that you have to die for the gods at least once. Only when the gods had access to their souls after death and determined that they were not cultists and sorcerers could they become cardinals.

In some of the more extreme denominations, even their popes go back and forth with those two or three people.

Until the reign of the gods is over, this secret will only be partially known to the popes.

This is why only priests infiltrate others. The reason why no one can infiltrate the sect of the gods. After all, the entire ruling class is under the eyes of the gods, and the gods can immediately notify the Pope if something happens to them, or execute them directly.

In this way, just throw the souls of a few good believers into a few every few years. You can guarantee that there will never be a shortage of talent in your own sect.

The best of these souls even receive the attention of the gods at birth. When they were babies, they would be found by the Templars in the sect, and then they would be protected and monitored either overtly or covertly, guiding them towards the path of faith at the right time.

As long as they reach the silver rank again, even if they die, they can return to the kingdom of the gods.

If it develops according to the established history, it will only take another two years for Xila to reach the peak of the Golden Rank. And awaken the second cornerstone element.

Among the angels of Tyre, there is only one person who has the origin of the two descriptions "firm" and "clean". It was the only holy coffin knight Argus who could defend against the heyday of the Elucado offensive a thousand years ago. His origin is "No Retreat".

After being pulled into this book in the future, the two most valuable and rarest things in his drop list are the "steady" origin element, and the defensive posture. The shield of no retreat.

Almost all of the relatively easy-to-use defense-oriented recipes have the description "firm"... Compared with "Steel" Soranworth, who has reached the Temple of Truth at the same level, it is obviously easier for Cyrah to single-play.

Therefore, until Roland crossed over, Cyrah was still a persecutor who was pushed every week.

So after Roland saw Xila, he felt a sense of intimacy in his heart.

Compared with Marco and Farina, Roland still met Xila a little more often.

"...I want to play a game with you."

After pondering for about ten seconds, Roland suddenly proposed: "One person, one question."

Sheila was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

"Okay."

He nodded and simply agreed.

Coincidentally. Shera made a true oath, so she couldn't lie all her life, and at the same time, she also got the supernatural ability to see through the lies of the other party.

So it would be an advantage for Cyrah if neither party could lie.

After all, with his character, he was disdainful of lying, and he was not good at lying.

But not as usual. The difficulty of this quiz game is actually somewhere else.

Because the two were surrounded by wizards, and they were looking over curiously, looking at the gentle but cold conversation between Roland and Cyra.

If you don't want to cause trouble, two people must ask in words that only the other can understand, and the answer is the same.

"Did you learn my name from Claude?"

Roland asked unceremoniously first.

After a slight hesitation, Sheila nodded slightly: "That's right."

"Then, Mr. Roland... What do you think of people like the Ring of the South Wind?"

"I don't share the sky," Roland replied without hesitation, and then immediately asked, "How long will it take you to come?"

Suddenly, Shira fell silent.

Not a cultist, which means Roland is a Druid.

But... Roland's second question, Xila dared not answer.

Roland asked about their total attack time.

Subconsciously, his hands clenched slightly, his upper body leaned forward involuntarily, and the whole person was more upright.

As if to distance himself from him, Roland leaned back, almost sinking into the soft seat.

This question is too confidential. As long as he's not stupid, he certainly can't tell Roland the attack time.

Therefore, Xila hesitated whether to terminate the game directly. Or think about whether there is any truth that can be exploited to fool the past...

"I'll change the question."

Roland spoke suddenly, and Sheila was relieved.

But he didn't know that his "not answering" itself brought a lot of information to Roland to be continued. ↗This book is derived from the basket book, which is updated quickly.