Zuo Fang took a step back in disgust, sheathed his sword and looked at Xu Shuo.
Xu Shuo stared at the panting white-clothed bishop on the ground for a long time. His lips were slightly pursed and his face was covered by his hood, so he could not see his expression clearly, but he seemed to be pondering something.
——Is there a spy around the Saint of Light?
Someone who can get close to the Holy Lady of Light.
What identity will it be?
Xu Shuo thought about the people in his camp.
The undercover agents placed in the royal power camp include Duke Silver and Princess Theresa.
However, the identity of the Silver Duke is somewhat beyond his reach. As an undercover agent, he cannot find out much information. He can only be regarded as a traitor, but Princess Teresa is different.
If the Silver Shields were a sword thrust into the empire.
Then Princess Teresa is a time bomb that penetrates deep into the enemy's heartland.
If the royal power camp also had such a bomb...
Zuo Fang, who also thought about this problem, said quickly: "Will it be a priesthood? The only person who can be close to the identity of the Saint of Light is a priesthood above the bishop, right?"
Only a few people came with the priests this time.
Most of the archbishops who were unable to move remained in the City of Light, guarding it together with the Saint of Light.
Xu Shuo glanced at him: "A lot."
It is different from the Pope of Light who goes deep and simple.
The Saint of Guangming is the holy seat that the Holy See holds in public, and the missionary work and large-scale sacrificial and prayer activities in Guangming City are all in charge of the Saint.
Sometimes she would even go among the people to sympathize with the lower class believers. On the surface, she can be said to be a very down-to-earth saint.
So it's not just the priesthood.
The personal attendants, choirs, prayers, and even believers who often visit the Holy See of Light may be close to the Saint of Light.
Zuo Fang thought for a while.
Then he approached Xu Shuo and asked quietly: "Is the life and death of the saint important?"
If it's not important, leave it alone.
Then Xu Shuo followed his example and whispered: "If it's not important, why do you think the other party arranges chess pieces next to the saint? Is it because it's too free?"
Zuo Fang: "..."
You are responsible for the yin and yang.
Xu Shuo then said in a normal voice: "You should go back to Guangming City now. If there are no problems there, let the saint send you back. The war will not start here at least tomorrow."
Since you can't guess what the other party wants to do.
It's better to make preparations first.
The large teleportation magic circle in the castle has been used once. The remaining magic materials do not have enough energy to activate it. However, it can be opened with the power of the Pope of Light. It is still possible to teleport only one person.
Guangming City naturally has a magic circle to support it.
By sending Zuo Fang back, you can at least protect yourself. If the stakes are really high and you cannot resist, you can delay time.
Zuo Fang was suddenly a little reluctant.
He has been running around like crazy for the past two days without taking a break.
I thought I would at least have enough energy to wait for the battle tonight, but I didn't expect to have to run back and forth again.
But no longer reluctant.
He can only accept his fate for the mission.
Then Zuo Fang vented his resentment on the white-clothed bishop, and said sullenly: "What about this person? Since he is no longer useful, let's just kill him."
This man even sneak-attacked him last night. If he hadn't been on guard all the time, he might have been successful.
Otherwise Xu Shuo would have kept this person for questioning.
Zuo Fang also killed people long ago.
Hear this.
The bishop in white suddenly became anxious: "I have told you everything I know, but don't go too far. I also have friends... over there!"
Zuo Fang sneered: "It's as if no one has friends."
If you can't fight in the script, then you can fight backstage outside the drama, right?
Zuo Fang would have been a little afraid before, but since he was picked up by someone, Zuo Fang is not afraid at all!
Who is not a second-generation gamer anymore?
The white-clothed bishop was anxious and quickly looked at Xu Shuo. He knew that this man seemed to be in a dominant position in this contest.
Xu Shuo looked thoughtful: "It's impossible to let you go, but it's not impossible to keep you alive, but..."
"What?" the bishop in white asked quickly.
"There doesn't seem to be anything worthy of inquiry about you." Xu Shuo hinted tactfully.
"..."
Zuo Fang suddenly raised his eyebrows.
The white-clothed bishop was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses, twitched his lips and said, "Yes."
Then he added: "But I can only give it to you at the last moment, because I can't guarantee whether you will keep your promise."
There will be a ten-minute buffer time after the third-level assessment script ends, but what happened ten minutes ago is basically a foregone conclusion. Even if he hands over the things by then, there is no need for these people to kill him any more.
Just take money to save your life, not shabby.
Xu Shuo nodded with satisfaction, and then gave the white-clothed bishop a deep sleep spell before letting him be taken down to be looked after.
Then……
Zuo Fang came forward excitedly: "Hey, can I share a little too?"
He captured this person!
Xu Shuo didn't comment, just stood up and said: "Let's go, I'll take you back to Guangming City."
Zuo Fang, who failed to get the accurate information, was a little unhappy: "You can't monopolize it like this, I'm the one who caught him!"
Xu Shuo smiled and was about to say something, but at this moment, his brain felt a strong sense of dizziness. It was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and the gray-white gradient layer in front of him became chaotic.
He staggered a few steps. He originally wanted to hold on to the wall next to him, but when he reacted, he was already on the ground.
"Huh?!"
Zuo Fang hurriedly stepped forward to support him and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong with you?"
Xu Shuo raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
But in front of him was a chaotic and twisted gray-white gradient. The architectural levels of the study and the levels of people's figures were all confused. It was as if the scenes overlapped and they couldn't focus their eyes.
He wanted to say something.
But he found that he could not form a sound, and the chaotic gray and white gradient layers in front of him had brought him to another horizon.
In the end, Xu Shuo couldn't even hear Zuo Fang's voice.
…
"Damn it, you've been tricked now?!"
Seeing that the man didn't respond for a long time, Zuo Fang quickly took off the sun crown from his head.
Originally, I wanted to carefully investigate what was going on with him, but after taking off my hat, I discovered that the silver-white eyes that had been hidden before were glowing with golden light.
For a moment, Zuo Fang's thinking was stagnant.
The whole person was also stunned on the spot.
The sun crown mark is faintly visible on his chest.
Zuo Fang lost strength in his hand, and Xu Shuo, who was originally supported by him, also leaned to the side, but the next moment he was held by another arm.
"Belief riot?"
Catalina looked directly into these eyes.
Zuo Fang, who was beside him, was stunned and came to his senses. He looked at Xu Shuo again, but this time he was careful not to look into those eyes.
"What did you just say?" Zuo Fang asked.
"There should be something wrong with the power of light faith. He is the exerciser of light of this generation, so it is normal for him to be involved." Catalina explained.
Zuo Fang immediately said: "It must be a problem in Guangming City. The white-clothed bishop said that there is someone lurking in Guangming City... Wait, could it be the Saint of Guangming who has a problem? Damn it, I almost went there to provide support.
, and ended up stuck at this point in time?!"
Catalina didn't speak anymore, but looked down with a somewhat complicated expression.
The young man's eyes were full of bright power, like floating sparks, as if he was struggling with what to do.
The power of bright faith overflowed uncontrollably, also pulling the dawn faith in her body.
But the young man's body was powerless at the moment.
At this time, it seemed appropriate to take the opportunity to kill the Pope of Light of this generation in order to comfort her disappearing Elven Holy Tree.
only……
She didn't know why, but she just thought like this and had no intention of taking action.
Why?
Catalina hesitated.
And she hasn't figured it out yet.
After Zuo Fang reacted, he had already snatched the person from her hands, hugged her and rushed outside: "It's an emergency, why are you standing here? Hurry up and meet with the priest!"
Catalina was stunned and subconsciously stepped up to follow.