"Not completely sure?" A trace of sarcasm appeared on Muria's face. "You are absolutely certain that the Marquis of Mandoza has fallen. But there is no key evidence to confirm it, right?"
"That's almost it." The high priest nodded, and then looked at Muria with a surprised look on his face, "But how do you know that we are very sure?"
"The high priest of a remote town knows the news that the lord of Varianti, the most famous city in the Baiye Principality, may have fallen." Muria looked at the high priest, "This does not explain your Dawn Church's treatment of this lord.
Attitude?”
"This is a speculation within our church, and ordinary clergy are not aware of it." The high priest was silent for a while, then nodded slowly, "We are indeed very confident that Mendoza has fallen, but there is lack of evidence and we cannot be certain.
He took action. Therefore, you need to investigate him."
"Are you kidding me?" Muria looked at the man in sacrificial robes in front of her, "You are a church that worships the true God with powerful divine power, but you actually care about the Marquis of a principality? Do you still need evidence before taking action?"
"The center of gravity and main force of our Dawn Church is not here. The church in Baiye Principality is just a branch. There is not even a coffin archbishop, but only a few red archbishops. How can we have the confidence to attack a legend without evidence?
The mage’s blood relatives take action.”
"A blood relative of the legendary mage?" Muria's expression changed, "Who is he from Master Baiye? As far as I know, there are no direct blood relatives of the legendary mage in Baiye Principality."
"The full name of Marquis Varianti is Mendoza Enoch. He is the grandson of Master Baiye's younger brother. He is one of the few blood relatives of Master Baiye, so..."
"So you don't dare to take action?" Muria squinted at the high priest, "You really bully the weak and fear the strong."
"Hey, Legendary Master Baiye is the founder of this principality. He is the country. Without conclusive evidence, we dare not and cannot put Marquis Mendoza on trial.
Moreover, if something goes wrong, everything our Dawn Church operates in the Baiye Principality may withstand the wrath of a legendary mage, and all hundreds of years of hard work will be destroyed."
"You serve a church with a powerful true god, a legendary mage. Would he really attack you because of a collateral blood relative? That's nonsense."
"It is possible." The high priest said with a hint of helplessness, "Therefore, we cannot take action without having decisive evidence."
"So, on behalf of the Dawn Church of Baiye Principality, you entrust me to investigate the Marquis of Mandoza and obtain evidence?"
"Yes."
Muria's eyes flickered: "I'm not the first one. How many people have you entrusted to investigate this Marquis before me?"
"According to the records of our temple, a total of seventeen strong men were entrusted to investigate Marquis Mendoza."
"What kind of strength do they have?"
"Sixteen of them are all gold-level, and the last one is soul level one."
"Any results?"
"I haven't received any news. After they entered Marquis Mandoza's castle, they never came out again, including the powerful soul-level man, who was a thief." After saying this, the high priest showed a serious look of surprise.
The color of fear.
Their church, or in other words, all the churches in Erathia, with soul-level strength, are qualified to serve as red archbishops and take charge of the affairs of an area.
But now, an existence equal to their red archbishop disappeared in the castle of the Marquis of Mendoza. How could this not make him feel scared?
"Are they all dead?" Muria murmured.
"It's just missing." The high priest emphasized.
"What do you think is the chance of them surviving after entering the castle of a duke who has a 80% chance of degenerating into a monster?"
"..." The high priest was silent.
"Do you, the Dawn Church, send so many people to die in order to seek stability?" Muria showed a mocking look, "I guess the conditions you offered are very generous."
"Acquire the friendship of our Dawn Church, and you can get help at any of our temples."
"That's it?" Muria asked in surprise.
"Isn't that enough?"
"It's so stingy for you to only give me this little thing for this kind of investigation that's like sending someone to death."
"What do you want?"
"I have to give you one or two legendary weapons."
"..." The high priest was silent for a while before speaking slowly. He regarded Muria's casual conditions as a tactful way of rejection. "This investigation mission is indeed too dangerous. I can understand that you don't want to help."
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Oh, forget it, that's it, you can go. I won't pursue the matter of attacking the temple."
The high priest sighed and waved his hand to let Muria leave. He was not prepared to pursue Muria's fault from the beginning. After all, no one died, they just suffered a little pain.
Of course, the most important thing is that behind Muria, there may be a force that is not inferior to the Church of Dawn. For this reason alone, the high priest does not want to cause trouble for himself.
"Let's go? When did I say I wouldn't accept this investigation mission?" Muria looked at the high priest, "I just dislike the little reward you gave me."
"Less?" The high priest's face twitched, "With the friendship of our Church of Dawn, you can use the teleportation array built by our Church of Dawn for free, and even, for a certain price, you can borrow our cross-continental teleportation array to travel to other subcontinents.
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This is the first benefit. The second is that you can get all kinds of information collected by our church, such as news about where relics appear, you can know as soon as possible.
The third benefit is that you can have the authority to purchase some of our temple’s unique resources.”
"Get the information collected by your church?" Muria's eyes lit up. This was what he wanted when he entered the human kingdom.
"I helped with the investigation of the Marquis of Mendoza."
"You have thought clearly, but a soul-level thief disappeared in his castle."
"I'm not like those guys."
…
A sense of familiarity came with a hint of unfamiliar dizziness. Muria rubbed his head, then looked around, then looked at the guy in front of him who was wearing a white priest's robe with gold patterns.
The guy who was looking at him was wearing a robe that was exactly the same as that worn by the high priest Anluo of Hongye City. He was also a high priest.
"Are you the Dragon Vein Warlock Muria, recommended by An Luo?"
"It's me." Muria twitched the corner of his mouth. High Priest An Luo really thought of him as a Dragon Vein Warlock. But he still nodded, which was regarded as acknowledging this identity.
"You're late."
"What? Someone has already completed the task of investigating Marquis Mendoza?"