After concluding his meeting with Queen Margaret, Archbishop Yaconelga hurriedly left the palace and rushed back to Hagia Sophia.
After all, Alan York is still locked up in the church.
Although there is a magical barrier in the church, the archbishop is sure that Allen can't escape, but his subconscious tells him that Allen's methods may be more cunning than he imagined. The only way is to keep him under his nose.
, to ensure nothing goes wrong.
With this thought in mind, Archbishop Nerga ordered Peter to drive away the crowd who were joining in the fun and took a shortcut back to the cathedral.
It was already noon.
The golden sun hung high in the sky, illuminating the entire Hagia Sophia as transparent and bright as jade.
However, Archbishop Nerga had no interest in admiring the scenery.
As soon as he arrived at the church, he hurried along the stairs to the second floor and returned to the room where Allen was under house arrest.
With a nervous mood, he pushed open the door.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Allen is still staying in the house well.
He was sitting on a soft armchair in a lazy and uninhibited manner, sipping the black tea in the cup and admiring the murals in the room. His contented look did not look like he was under house arrest at all, but rather like
It's like staying in your own house.
"I'm really overly worried..." Archbishop Nerga laughed at himself, "The magical barrier... was evolved by relying on the power of the goddess of light... No matter how powerful Alan York is, he is just an ordinary person, how can he
How about breaking through the confinement of the goddess?"
Thinking this, he waved his hand and called the priests guarding Allen.
"What did Alan do while I was away?" Archbishop Nerga asked.
"He poured himself two cups of tea, went to the bathroom, flipped through the "Bible of Light" on the table, and then went to study the murals on the wall," the priests who guarded Allen
Hui reported, "Besides, he seemed to be very interested in those murals and wanted to reach out and touch them, but we dissuaded him."
"Then did he make any request to you?" the archbishop then asked.
"He asked us for the latest Braddon Morning News, saying that the room was too dull and wanted to relieve his boredom," replied the priest, "but we followed your request and ignored him."
"You did a good job." The Archbishop nodded.
Alan turned out to be more well-behaved than he expected.
In his opinion, it should be a sign of submission.
With this thought in mind, Archbishop Nelga walked into the room and sat on the chair opposite Allen again.
"Master Bishop, is your way of hospitality just to lock the guests in the room?" After seeing the archbishop, Allen said with a smile.
His tone was very relaxed, not angry, but more like a self-deprecating joke.
"Mr. York, I think this is a necessary measure before we reach an agreement," Archbishop Nerga replied, "Your previous actions have caused huge losses to the Church of Light. I cannot guarantee that before an agreement is reached,
Will you do something similar again?"
"Oh." Allen nodded and did not continue to ask. After a moment of silence, he changed the topic, "Your Majesty Bishop, if I remember correctly, Hagia Sophia was built six hundred years ago, and this mural should also be
It was there at that time; but why does it feel so new and bright to me, as if it was painted only a few decades ago?"
"It is a well-known fact that no matter how exquisite art is, it will gradually wither with the passage of time," Archbishop Nerga replied calmly. "In order to continue its beauty, we must often renovate it.
Repair the erosion of time."
"That's it," Allen said with a smile, "no wonder its brushwork is different from Master Mikael's earliest painting."
"Six hundred years ago, Master Mikael was a famous painter in the entire plane," Archbishop Nerga said without changing his expression. "Ordinary people like us, even if we copy from a gourd to a gourd, we can't
It is difficult to learn the essence of the master."
Allen smiled and said nothing.
At this moment, a priest hurriedly came to the door of this room and said that there were important things in the north of the kingdom that he wanted to report to Archbishop Nerga.
"Come in!" Archbishop Nerga waved his hand.
"But Lord Bishop, there are outsiders here..." The priest stared at Allen, hesitating for a moment.
"It doesn't matter, come in," Archbishop Nerga smiled and repeated what he just said, "It doesn't matter if he heard it."
After getting the Archbishop's acquiescence, the priest stood next to him, took out a document, and began to read it eloquently:
"Dear Archbishop, under the radiance of the goddess, we"
"Those priests are like this when they write documents. They are full of nonsense. Can't we get straight to the point?" Archbishop Nerga interrupted him halfway through reading.
"Your Majesty the Bishop"
"Are you planning to tell me that the remnants of the Dark Temple in the far north ice field have disappeared collectively?"
"That's right," the priest who read the document replied, "another Knights of the Church of Light penetrated deep into the arctic ice field, and even reached the location of the last Dark Temple, but there was no one there. The remnants of the Dark Temple had all escaped.
, as if it evaporated out of thin air.”
To be honest, Archbishop Nerga was a little confused about this matter.
In his opinion, the group of evil god believers in the Dark Temple had just bombed the Northern Tribunal and released the prisoners imprisoned there. According to common sense, they should choose to pursue the victory and continue their great cause of recovery. How could they disappear out of thin air?
This made him feel a little unreasonable.
However, in order to establish his authority in front of Allen, he still pretended to be calm and said:
"Then what?"
"The knights saw no one, so they set fire to the dark temple," the priest lowered his head and replied, "If I remember correctly, it should be the last remaining dark temple in the world.
"
Having said this, the priest took out a palm-sized ceramic statue from his arms and handed it to Archbishop Nerga.
"This is the trophy the knights found in the Dark Temple," the priest introduced. "Similarly, this should be the last statue of the God of Darkness on this plane... As for the others, they have probably been burned in the fire.
.”
Archbishop Nerga slowly took over the statue.
His heart beat faster inadvertently.
Although the whereabouts of the believers in the Dark Temple are unknown, and although he still has many questions about it, no matter what, this is a moment full of historical significance.
The last dark temple was burned.
The last statue of the Dark God is in his hands.
During his tenure, the entire Kingdom of Braden was illuminated by light.
Thinking of this, Archbishop Nerga raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the statue at hand with interested eyes.
This statue has exquisite workmanship and perfect proportions. It has an unearthly beauty that makes people hate it. It is completely different from the ferocious and ugly monsters on the murals.
Then the archbishop raised his head, smiled at Allen and said:
"You see, this is what happens when you go against the church."
As soon as he finished speaking, his hand loosened, and the statue fell to the ground with a "snap" and broke into countless pieces.
Allen's hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly.
A few drops of liquid splashed out and wet his clothes.