Hearthstone Tavern.
Joshua sat on the chair in the study, stretched out, and patted his aching shoulders.
"Miss Ciri, I suggest you better change your clothes." Qiao Xiu looked at Ciri who was standing in the room.
As soon as the spellcaster entered the study, she took off her mage robe and coat, showing off her beautiful figure presumptuously.
"The bathroom Eno is in use now... It rained all day today, and it's just a mage robe."
Ciri straightened her long wet hair, and at this moment, Ciri suddenly noticed a crow parked by the window tilting its head and staring at the view in the study.
"She... shouldn't be able to take pictures in the state of a crow?" Ciri asked, pointing at the crow.
The crow waved its wings and landed on the interior of the study. A dark shimmer shrouded the crow's body. When the light dissipated, a dark elf stood beside the window.
"Without hands, you certainly can't use a camera."
The dark elf raised his hands and expressed his innocence to Ciri, and given the unpredictable figure of the caster lady, no one would be willing to buy it even if she took any photos.
"Do I… need to avoid it?"
When Ciri was alone with Joshua, she was already familiar enough to joke with Joshua recklessly.
But the appearance of the dark elf means that she has some information to tell Joshua...
"It's not necessary, it's not important information."
Qiao Xiu picked up a record book on the desk, which registered all the players who have passed the audition of the world's singers, and the last one was the player named Holm.
"His Royal Highness, I have already investigated the identity of that Holm. He was born in a poor human family in Squirrel Street. He joined the Black Dove when he grew up, but his status is at the bottom of the Black Dove... Also It's the kind of outsiders that are dispensable."
An original spar appeared in the dark elf's hand. After she input magic power into the original spar, several photos appeared in front of Qiao Xiu.
"The underground prison he mentioned is a kind of... special ceremony held underground in Squirrel Street. Most of the participants are orcs and goblins, but he has had several experiences of winning the ceremony in the underground prison."
When Qiao Xiu took the original crystal from the dark elf's hand, he glanced at the photos recorded in it, and soon saw a baby in a dilapidated swaddle.
"What's the matter with this baby?"
"The baby girl adopted by Holm, according to the rumors of other people in Squirrel Street, is said to be thrown into the street by a demon girl," said the dark elf.
"Demon?"
Joshua stared at the photo for a while, and found that the baby girl did have a small bump on her forehead, which might grow horns in the future.
"A horn on the forehead? Horned devil?" Qiao Xiu searched the memory of the third prince and found that the baby girl was too far from the horned devil.
Horned devils are monsters with the head of a sheep and the body of a lion, and there are only two races in the demon world that have a similar appearance to humans, one of which is the succubus, the other...
"Could this baby girl be a Chaos Demon?" Joshua thought of a terrifying possibility.
"Demon of Chaos? Your Highness Qiao Xiu, do you need me to bring her back to the Demon Realm?" the dark elf asked.
The Chaos Demon Clan cherishes their own people very much. A Chaos Demon living in the human world, the second queen Sehili, who is far enough away from the Demon Realm, sent a whole team of monitors to bring her back to the Demon Realm.
"It's not necessary for the time being, you can just send someone to protect their safety, and now Squirrel Street is our territory."
Qiao Xiu took out two written letters from the desk, and then returned the original spar to the dark elves together with the two letters.
"This is your second task. The World Singer will officially start the day after tomorrow. Of course, there are contestants who also need audiences. There are two tickets in this letter. Please pass it on to the two who came from afar friend'."
The dark elf took the letter without saying a word, and glanced at the address written on the letter.
The address clearly reads Nolan Holy Light Church.
"His Royal Highness Qiao Xiu wants to invite those two legion commanders from the Holy Land?" The dark elf glanced at the signature on the letter and couldn't help but ask one more question.
"No, I'm only going to invite a legion commander, and... a bishop." Joshua turned the list of contestants to the page with Liya's name on it "They sent me a master opera. Of course, I have to say that two tickets are just a small thought.”
"I thought, Your Highness Joshua, that you would give me the task of assassinating them." The dark elf had collected the two letters. She had been monitoring the people coming from the Holy Land for a long time.
The hatred for the Inquisition of Heresy has spread to the entire Kingdom of the Holy Religion. If it wasn't for Joshua's plan, the dark elves might have taken the first step and killed all the messengers of the Kingdom of the Holy Religion.
"Thank you very much for controlling your hatred, Miss Thousand Faces, and I don't think killing one or two clergymen will destroy the entire country," Joshua said.
"Destroy..."
After the dark elf whispered this word, it turned into a crow and flew into the night of Nolan.
…
The dark elf landed outside Nolan's chapel in the form of a crow. She was just about to change back into a human form and put the two letters in a place where the legion commander and the bishop could see it, but came from inside the church. Quarrel sound.
"Lord Liya must return to the Holy City as soon as possible... This is an order from the Holy Light Council!"
"Parliament? Why should I obey those little guys."
The dark elf flapped its wings and landed silently beside a window, staring at the interior of the church.
The girl called Liya was facing off against a crusade commander who held a contract that exuded the breath of holy light.
"Your going out this time is already the greatest grace of the Pope, but after you came to Nolan, you chose to participate in the ceremony held by the devil..."
The dark elf stood outside the window and listened to their argument quietly. Judging from what the legion commander said, the nun named Liya had already committed a crime that was enough to be sent to trial.
"What if I refuse?"
"Forgive me for being rude, Lord Liya, I can only take you back to the Holy City by force."
The relationship between the gray-haired old Legion Commander and Sister Lia is not like a guard and a master, but a prison guard who watches over the prisoners and doesn't want them to escape.
At least that's how it looks to the dark elves.
The nun felt the threat in the commander's tone, and the expression on her face was a little gloomy.
"Kroger, it seems that your loyalty to the Pope has made you forget who got you where you are now," the nun whispered.
"I... Only loyal to the country of the Holy Religion. You have been threatened by the Chaos Demon in Nolan. The loss of Lord Liya is a disaster for the entire country."
Before the old legion commander could finish speaking, a strange figure suddenly appeared in the shadow behind him.
Vulture... is also one of the commanders of the Crusaders.
The vulture who appeared from the shadows deliberately suppressed his breath, but the old legion commander still found someone behind him.
"Vulture! What do you want to do!"
"Don't worry, old man."
The vulture rushed up the moment he was discovered, his left hand clenched into a fist and hit the legion commander's abdomen with the sound of air being torn apart.
The legion commander had been half-kneeling on the ground from the beginning, but he quickly reacted and blocked the attack of the vultures with his hands.
The price of resistance is that there are a lot of cracks in the ground on which the soles of his feet are stepping.
The other hand of the vulture suddenly waved at this moment, and a large amount of pure white powder rushed towards the old legion commander. It was too late when he wanted to hold his breath.
Inhaling a lot of this powder made his body start to feel sleepy. When he wanted to mobilize the power of the Holy Light in his body to dispel the sleepiness, he found that the magic power had been blocked at some point in time.
"I just want you to have a good night's sleep." The vulture's voice poured into his ears when he fell into a coma, but he leaned on his strong willpower to prop up his body and looked at the side standing beside him. The expressionless saint Helolia.
"Your Highness..."
"Get a good night's sleep, Kroger... You can go back to the Holy City when you wake up, and I'll go back with me," Helolia said.
He still wanted to say something, but the words got stuck in his throat and fell directly to the ground and fell asleep.
The brilliance of Saint Heluria's hand flashed, and the magic power of the Holy Light attribute that was blocked inside the church began to flow again.
The vulture moved his wrist and felt slightly relieved that the magic power in his body was reawakened.
"Lord Liya, how should I explain it to Bishop Darko and your guardian knight Messi?"
"Missai... She has long known that, Dalko can find any reason for his words, and this guy Kroger will be temporarily thrown into the ruins of the underground teleportation array."
After Heloria finished these orders, she looked at one of the windows of the church.
"And greet the guests outside the window for me, but she witnessed all this."
"guest?!"
Vulture was suddenly startled by Heluria's reminder, and he didn't feel that there was anyone outside the window at all.
But he had to believe the Holy Maiden's order. The vulture's hand overflowed with golden inscriptions. The inscriptions were for the bow and arrows made of brilliance. The arrows broke out of the strings and directly shattered the windows and disappeared in Nolan's night. middle.
"Escaped." The brilliance in the vulture's hand disappeared, ready to chase after the eavesdropper.
"Stop, that's a guest, she wants to leave, we don't need to keep her."
Hololia looked at a few jet-black feathers that fell from the broken window, and two letters were mixed in the feathers.
She waved slightly, and the letter flew directly into her hands.
"Auditorium invitation? Maybe... the Chaos Demon is friendlier than I thought, or... cunning?"