After solving the Demon Altar, Tiranus left with his hammer dejectedly. He seemed to be in deep self-loathing, but Cicero stared at Jeanne d'Arc and Illya with a strange smile and put on a show.
The deputy is about to clear the door for the Dark Brotherhood.
"Well, it is said that Ms. [Nocturnal] has three nightingales as pets, and maybe - my father's 'nightingale power' comes from them." Illya tried to explain.
"Ah," Joan of Arc knocked her armor with the hilt of her sword and spoke with a very disgusted attitude: "I killed a saint of Boethea, this 'Sacrificial Blade' and 'Ebony Chain Armor'
'They were all snatched from that guy."
No, killing someone can’t be called robbing, right? Illya turned her head and looked.
"Hmm~ Huhu~ Really? (square)" Cicero seemed still doubtful, but seemed to accept the explanation for the time being.
"In short, let Illya continue to investigate on her own," Joan of Arc waved her hand and took the lead in hiding: "So far, the effect seems to be good."
What's great is that the devil has appeared, even though he is just an incarnation.
"Hehehe~(Heart)" Cicero also disappeared.
This city is really dangerous. You can encounter the devil in any abandoned house. Illya thought as she pushed open the copper door and walked out. Could it be that if she walked a few steps outside, she would encounter the Holy Spirit?
"Hello, little girl," there was no Holy Spirit outside the door. Standing there was a Nord woman in her thirties. She was wearing a close-fitting robe that outlined her curves. Although there were subtle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes,
But the overall look is still very bright and moving: "I am Hamar, and by the oracle of the 'god of art and beauty' [Dibella], I am here to welcome you to the temple."
Who's going to tell her this isn't true...
——10:42——
The temple of Dibella is located at the top of Markas City. Its actual location is even higher than the "Fortress Under the Stone" where the lord works and lives. Directly below it was originally the Temple of Talos, but because the city is now in
It was under Imperial control, so it was shut down at Thalmor's request.
Compared with other cities, few people in Markarth City miss the belief in Talos, because the Forsworn alone is enough to give them a headache, so the lord responded to the Thalmor envoy's repeated requests to "capture those who secretly believe in Talos."
There is also a lack of interest in action.
"Sister Joan of Arc! Sister Joan of Arc!" After being brought into the Dibella Temple, Illya didn't know where to look and called her parents (?) repeatedly.
"Calm down, you are a girl too, and that is just a statue," Joan of Arc's voice sounded completely unconcerned: "In comparison, Cicero is very happy to see it."
"Hey hey hey~"
It's not "just a statue"! Illya shouted in her heart, it's not unreasonable for her mother to strictly prohibit the witch sisters and aunts in the Black Light Tower from believing in Dibella! This kind of person has nothing but long hair.
Won’t other Holy Spirits feel embarrassed by their appearance? Especially since there are such statues everywhere in the temple!
After entering the temple, Hamal asked Illya to sit down, and then asked other ordinary priests to bring some food and drinks. Of course, those priests were all young and beautiful women.
Looking at the girl with flushed cheeks and staring hard at the ground, she smiled slightly: "Then, let's talk about your father stealing the Di Bella statue."
"Oh... eh?" Illya looked up in surprise, her eyes widening: "My father has been here? And you know our relationship?"
"Don't be too surprised, the Holy Spirit knows everything." Hamar nodded: "The oracle said that his name is Gallus, and you are her daughter Ilia, right?"
"Ah, um." Illya calmed down slightly: "But I am also looking for him. If you want to ask about his whereabouts, I can't..."
And doesn’t the Holy Spirit know everything?
"No, of course not, the goddess will not issue an oracle for a stolen statue," Hamal looked at Ilia: "Ms. Dibella wants you to be her 'prophet'."
"..." Illya took some time to understand the meaning of this sentence.
That title seems to be exclusive to Di Bella's Saintess. If she agrees, she will become Di Bella's spokesperson in the world. She can talk directly to the Holy Spirit and borrow Di Bella's power to the maximum extent. In an emergency, she can even
Call upon this Holy Spirit to come directly, at the cost of unconditional faith and unhesitating execution of the oracle -
"No, no!" Illya shook her head repeatedly. She didn't want to face these embarrassing statues all day long.
"Ms. DiBella forbids us from using violence and lies against you, but I think there are some things you need to know." Hamal was not angry because of the rejection. She flipped her hair and continued: "Galus stole
At the same time as the statue, he has been subjected to the lady's [loveless curse] - he will never be able to see the one he loves."
"Ah...?" Illya's eyes widened again.
"Although as long as he returns the statue, the curse will be lifted on its own, but -" Hamal shrugged gracefully: "After he got drunk and stole the statue and left, he immediately went to the Talos Altar not far below because
He attacked the guards and was imprisoned. Later, he led the Forsworn imprisoned in the prison to start a small rebellion and escaped from Markarth. At this time, the statue was probably lost somewhere.
"
"How could it be?" The girl fell into a daze because of her father's exaggerated behavior, "In this case..."
"Yes, even if he didn't lose the statue, he would still be willing to return it, but after doing this, he might be caught by the guards once he shows up in the city." Hamar raised his hand and nodded at Yili.
Ya, "In addition, this 'love' also includes the love between parent and child, so if you are not willing to become a 'prophet', you will not be able to find him due to the curse."
"I...think about it again," Illya said softly.
"Of course, we are not in a hurry. What Ms. DiBella means is that you can make a decision at any time, and the door of the temple will be open for you at any time." Hamal nodded, stood up and greeted several priests around him.
Enter the inner chamber of the temple.
"I guess she knows about our existence, but she's just not strong enough to detect it." Following the words, Joan of Arc appeared on the chair where Hamal was sitting before, with a sneer on her face, holding her chin with one hand and crossing her legs.
Looking very energetic, she took a piece of fruit with her free hand and tasted it: "You can actually consider promising her that Di Bella will not force believers to stay in the temple. As for your behavior - you always have enough
It’s about self-control.”
"But..." Illya was still hesitant. After all, it would be fine if she quietly became a saint of the Holy Spirit. If she publicized it like a lord made a baron, sooner or later it would spread to the Black Light Tower: "Mom will be angry.
"
"Hey hey hey~ (square)" Cicero appeared not far away, but made no comment.
"If the curse falls on you, we have plenty of ways to lift it, but now the unlucky one is Gallus, well..." Joan of Arc looked at the ceiling: "It would be good to leave him alone for the rest of his life."
"No! Mom is still waiting for him." Ilia retorted without hesitation.
"What a child's name~(Spade)," Cicero came over and said, "Learn from me: Mother~(Heart)"
Swish—pop! The black flag with the dragon pattern unfurled, directly knocking Cicero aside.
"Oh~ (Spade), mother~ Can I get revenge on her? No? Okay~ (Diamond)" Cicero murmured to himself.
"You can't find him if you search deliberately for the purpose of seeing him. We will get farther and farther away from each other due to various accidents. That is the power of the Holy Spirit." Joan of Arc put away the black flag pretending to be calm: "But we
You can start from the mission of the Brotherhood and create a meeting that is surprising to both parties. Who is he here to find? Mu Rui Shattered Shield?"
"Well, my father said that the child reminded him of me, and he planned to persuade her to give up the commission." Illya said slowly as she recalled it.
"A stupid girl who wants to kill her sister because her parents don't value her doesn't even have a resemblance to you." Joan threw the fruit core back on the table, stood up and walked out: "We are here just in time.
I checked her information before, so let’s go find her now.”
Hmm...is such an action taken to create an "accident" considered "deliberate"?
——11:13——
"What? Why is the Hall of the Dead closed?"
"I'm sorry, madam, there seems to be wild beasts there recently. The lord has ordered that the passage they enter will not be opened until the passage they enter is found and sealed."
"Then tell me where to pick 'Inverted Moss', 'Ghost Mushroom' and 'Namira's Rotten'?"
"Uh... Then you shouldn't pick it in the cemetery in the first place, right?"
Near the fortress under the stone is the "Hall of the Dead" used by Markas City to house the remains of the dead. Like other buildings, it is in the dwarven style. At this moment, in front of its main entrance, a priest of Akai is dressing up with an alchemist.
women arguing.
"That is Verulus, the caretaker of the Hall of the Dead, and that alchemist is Mu Rui Shattered Shield." The invisible Joan of Arc said to Ilia.
"Hey hey hey~ (Hearts) I was born in a family of warriors but I want to be an alchemist. It's strange that I would be taken seriously~ (Spades)" Cicero interjected.
"You actually know?" "It's ridiculous~(Spade), Cicero is a madman but not a fool~(Diamond)"
"So you were in this state when you followed me today." Illya was obviously concerned about something else and looked around curiously.
Since this time it was tracking rather than obtaining intelligence, Joan used her own invisibility magic to cover Illya.
At this time, in Illya's eyes, the whole world was a lot darker. It was a bit difficult to see the two people in the distance clearly, but Joan of Arc and Cicero nearby were relatively clear, with a faint blue outline glowing around them.
.
"If I really encounter a corpse or a beast, I will be unlucky, but if you don't let me in, will you pay for these materials that are urgently needed by the pharmacy?"
"Huh, if you insist, the lord asked me to prevent residents from entering just for safety reasons, but he didn't ask me to stop others from dying."
"Then will you open the door?"
Within a few words, the two people over there had already broken up their conversation. Verulus opened the door angrily, while Mu Rui snorted and walked directly into the Hall of the Dead.
However, the priest was still a little worried after all. He kept the door open after Mu Rui entered, as if he was ready to rush in to save people if he heard calls for help or other unusual noises.
This behavior was convenient for the three brotherhood members over there. Joan of Arc and Cicero followed smoothly with Ilia, who was not used to walking in an invisible state.
