"Don't be too polite," a female voice appeared directly in his heart, "How's the situation up there?"
He also doesn't need to open his mouth, he just needs to meditate on the answers he wants. This way of talking is difficult to adapt to at first, but after mastering it, the communication will become very smooth, and of course, it will be more difficult to lie.
"Lord Angel, something happened, they didn't accept the invitation of the ambassador of Greycastle," Barih repeated the whole story, "This is my mistake, I didn't expect their vigilance would be so strong. "
"A plan that calculates people's hearts can easily lead to failure." The angel's tone did not sound dissatisfied, but mixed with an inexplicable nostalgia, "Do you have any remedy?"
"As long as they have to accept the invitation," he paused, "to take advantage of His Majesty's New Deal."
"Tsk... mortal."
Barry couldn't help but be stunned, "Sir?"
"I don't like this policy of eliminating witches. Can you guarantee that no one will be hurt by this?"
"This..." Not to mention being injured, even if some of the witches were captured and executed, it was normal. After all, the purpose of the plan was for the witches to set off southward and head to the western part of Greycastle. There was no requirement for how many of them survived.
"Is this what you think?" The angel's voice suddenly became a little higher, and the wriggling tentacles on his body and the lava surging in the ground showed his anger, "Don't forget what I said, in the face of the doomsday, every witch It's all important!"
"No, my lord, I will take every word of yours in my heart," Barry said secretly, he was talking with the envoy with his consciousness, and any thoughts would be conveyed to the other party's heart, "I naturally hope that no innocent person will be hurt. , but that would take more time, and the manpower would need to be rearranged. Not everyone has the guts to go against the royal family while still keeping their secrets."
"Let my guards help you," the envoy quickly replied, "How long will it take to achieve this?"
Barry heaved a sigh of relief. He had seen the capabilities of these guards. The average knight was not an opponent at all, and he almost couldn't even see their movements. If two or three people fight side by side, they can easily resist knights ten times their own, which is enough to show the extraordinaryness of the angel.
"The third step of the plan should be completed within two weeks."
"Then do it."
"My lord..." Barry said hesitantly. "Are witches really that important? Do gods only favor them? If it's wealth or power, I'm more suitable."
"A more suitable Chosen?" the angel interrupted him. "You don't know what you're talking about. Neither wealth nor power has any meaning in the approaching end. The gods are looking for something to use it. A savior of great power, not a spokesperson for the world. You are indeed useful, mortal, so when the task is completed, I will give you appropriate rewards such as immortality, but you must also recognize your place."
Balih knows what the other party means by the end of the day. Every four hundred years, a blood-red moon will appear in the sky, and the gates of hell will open with it. The devil will swarm out from it, and a massacre will soon sweep the entire continent. , and those who can resist these murderous aliens are called the Chosen Ones. And now he knows more about the Chosen One. The person the envoy is looking for seems to be directly connected to the power of the gods, and must be a witch.
"But..." He was still a little unwilling to say, "Is there definitely a Chosen one among the witches in Greycastle?"
There was a rare silence from the divine envoy, and after a while, the voice sounded again, "No one knows the answer, this is just an attempt, and such an attempt has been going on for hundreds of years."
"What if you don't find it?"
"Then keep looking until the end of the world destroys everything."
If everyone dies, then immortality will be meaningless... It seems that I still have to beg the gods to make this trip discoverable, Barry smiled bitterly, "I understand, I will try my best to handle this matter. ”
The tentacles on the tumor's body twitched neatly, which was its expression of satisfaction, "One more thing... Did the church really fail?"
Since the news of the church's failure reached Dawn, the envoy became particularly concerned about it, and asked Barry to personally send someone to Cold Wind Ridge to verify whether the news was true.
"Indeed, the foot of Cold Wind Ridge is like being trampled by the evil beasts. There are deep pits and ravines everywhere. There are thousands of tombs around. According to the local people, this is all done by the King of Greycastle. All the dead who belonged to him were brought back to the western border of the kingdom, while the dead of the church were burned and buried on the spot. In addition, the merchants who returned from the Hermes plateau also said that the entire holy city was dead silent, and the atmosphere of former prosperity was completely lost. "
"Is this the end of them..." The angel's voice suddenly became very light, but it returned to normal in a blink of an eye, "Let's stop today's conversation, I'm tired."
"Yes, my lord." Barry bowed and saluted.
The scene of the lava underground faded like a tide, darkness quickly swept in, and then the magic stone flickered a few times, re-illuminating the stone room.
Everything is like a dream.
"This time's medicine," a guard handed over a porcelain bottle, "drink it, Lord God Envoy is very satisfied with your recent performance."
"Many... Thank you, Lord Envoy, for the reward," Barry took the porcelain bottle excitedly and drank the liquid in one gulp.
Immediately, a scorching warm current rose from his stomach, which made his whole body regain strength, and his hands and feet seemed to be a lot more flexible. Unfortunately, the efficacy of the drug could not be maintained for a long time, nor could it prolong his life. According to the other party, in addition to relieving fatigue and restoring physical strength in a short period of time, it also has a certain strengthening effect on the body. Before granting immortality, he needs to repair his dilapidated body a little bit to survive the severe pain of the transformation of immortality, otherwise the power will tear him apart.
It was these words that convinced Barihe to believe in the messenger. If it was a liar, just taking out this drug that can rejuvenate the body would be enough to make a large number of nobles and wealthy merchants completely fall for it. Why do you need to tell the truth about the effect and nature of the drug
Three years ago, he could only rely on servants to push a wheelchair to move, but now he can at least walk on his own feet, relying on the secret medicine of the divine envoy.
If he can fulfill the other party's entrustment and further gain immortality, all the problems that plague him will be solved.
Barry raised the curtain and walked towards the stone stairs around the mountain with his head held high.
Different from when he came, at this moment he is full of strength, his steps are steady, the roaring undercurrent and raging waves under his feet have become a horn to encourage him to move forward, and the damp cold wind cannot shake it in the slightest.