"Our Dark Temple did have a trough period," Allen was heard to say slowly, "During that time, the great God of Darkness fell into a deep sleep for some unknown reason, and all believers lost their
The Church of Light was originally defeated by us, but they seized this opportunity and defeated us in one fell swoop.
"Since then, we have been struggling to survive in the cracks, while the Church of Light has written their history as a victor."
Mayfield listened carefully to what Allen said and nodded repeatedly.
He had to admit that the history Allen told made him feel a little unbelievable.
Because, the miracles displayed by the Lord Messenger in the plane of Payne were already so powerful that they suffocated him - whether it was the suddenly darkening sky or the painful "soul chain", they all made him suffocate.
Mayfield was amazed and scared.
Mayfield once believed that the God of Darkness was an omniscient and omnipotent god, and that everything in time was under his control.
But he never imagined that the God of Darkness would have to fall asleep as a last resort; and that the followers of the Dark Temple with vicious methods would be hunted everywhere and could only survive in the cracks.
How powerful is the Church of Light, the life and death enemy of the Dark Temple?
Facing the Church of Light, what chance does the Messenger have of winning?
Mayfield didn't know and didn't dare to ask.
After a brief silence, Allen spoke again: "Mayfield, you came at the right time today. I have something very important that I want to leave to you."
"Please give me the envoy's instructions," Mayfield said respectfully.
"You were able to go from a lowly illegitimate son to an Iron-Blooded Grand Duke, and then to become the king of the Greyhawk Kingdom on the plane of Payne. You must have your own skills in playing with power and intrigues," Allen said on his face.
He said with a faint smile, "So, I want to send you to the Kingdom of Ferrand to muddy the water there. The more muddy the mess, the better."
Mayfield naturally heard the irony in Allen's words - it seems that the messenger still holds a grudge against his original betrayal of the agreement.
But he still asked very sincerely: "So, Sir Messenger, what do you need me to do specifically?"
"Now, the Kingdom of Ferrand has nominally reached an agreement with the Church of Light, and together they regard the Kingdom of Braden as an enemy, and have mobilized all the strength of the country to attack us," Allen explained in a calm tone, "But I believe that in
Within the Kingdom of Ferrand, the nobles, as well as the nobles and the church, are not truly united - they are only temporarily united for the sake of profit.
"What I want you to do is to explore their internal intelligence and try to use interests to divide them. If you can, you can even try to get some of them to switch sides."
It sounds very difficult. Mayfield thought silently in his heart.
However, he did not dare to refuse the Lord Messenger's request. He could only nod his head repeatedly and assured the Lord Messenger that he would do his best.
"By the way, there is one thing I almost forgot to tell you," Allen then said to him. "The former fiancé of Her Majesty the Queen of Braden Kingdom, Edward Lynn, was a prince of Ferrand Kingdom who did not have the right to inherit Wang Wei.
"He is a complete egoist. If necessary, you can try to contact him and then make some fuss about his identity."
After all, Mayfield McNeil was a man who had been a king. He quickly grasped the key point of Allen's words——
"once".
"There was a marriage contract between the Kingdom of Ferrand and the Kingdom of Braden?"
"Yes," Allen replied, "The Kingdom of Ferrand once signed a peaceful coexistence agreement with the Kingdom of Braden, and one of the conditions was the marriage contract between Prince Edward Lynn and Queen Margaret. But now, the marriage contract has been cancelled.
.”
"Is it because the Kingdom of Ferrand declared war on us?" Mayfield asked curiously.
"No, it's not." Allen shook his head with a playful smile on his face, "That's because he doesn't like women at all."
Hearing Allen's words, Mayfield froze on the spot.
He never expected that the always serious messenger would actually say such unkind words.
"Then... then Mr. Messenger," after a while, Mayfield finally came back to his senses and then asked Allen, "You asked me to get close to him because you wanted me to..."
Mayfield suddenly thought of a very scary possibility and shuddered inadvertently.
"-No, of course not, you think too much," Allen denied with a smile, "Although I have schemed against many people, I really don't bother to use the 'honey trap' method."
Mayfield breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, with the existence of soul chains, if Allen really asked him to do something very terrible, he really couldn't refuse.
"Your mission is actually very simple," Allen continued. "You only need to break into the Kingdom of Ferrand and make the Kingdom of Ferrand and the Church of Light less united. That is enough. I will tell my housekeeper later.
The address is given to you - if you need information or funds, just write to them and ask for it."
Mayfield nodded.
At this moment, he finally understood the mission assigned to him by the Messenger.
That is to be a spy - to be precise, a "mouse dropping" - to disrupt the Kingdom of Ferrand from within.
"But you need to pay attention to one thing," Allen continued. "In the process of doing things, you must not expose your true identity and your relationship with the Dark Temple. I don't want to expose the relationship between you and the Dark Temple before the war begins.
It’s because of you that I get into trouble that you don’t want.”
"As you command, Lord Messenger." Mayfield said with a respectful and serious expression.
…………
After Mayfield McNeil left the office of the Master of the Mage Tower, Allen was surprised to find that his father, Earl William York, had actually sent him a reply through the teleportation magic circle in just a few minutes.
.
Allen opened the envelope and found that there were only a few very brief sentences written in the letter:
"Alan, I have arrived in the capital using the teleportation magic scroll and am waiting for you in the villa in the city center. If it is convenient for you, we can meet tonight.
"Love your father: William York."
Seeing the content in his heart, Allen showed a helpless smile on his face.