Seeing the high priest come out of the temple, the priests seemed to have found their backbone, and they passed through the guards and knelt in front of the high priest.
The guards no longer intercepted at this time, because they, like other priests, kneeled on the ground reverently.
The Kura Kuka people do not have a centralized kingship, nor do they have a clear class division, and everyone is equal to them. But even with such an equal race, there are exceptions.
And this exception is the high priest. For all ethnic groups, the high priest is a wise man who gathers the wisdom of a family, like a beacon in the darkness and fog, illuminating the path forward.
It is precisely because of the special status of the high priest that whether it is a priest or a guard, when he sees him, he will kneel and worship the most respected as soon as possible.
"Get up." The high priest said lightly, "Aren't you supposed to set up the selection venue now? What are you doing in the temple?"
"His Excellency High Priest, it's not that we want to come, it's that we have something important to report."
"Yeah, High Priest, we just went to visit Lord Fiona to ask for her opinion on the selection of the Sky Choir, but she said..."
The high priest's face was calm: "What did she say?"
The priests bowed their heads one after another: "She said that she would change the selection location to the Centennial Hall. And..."
The high priest lowered his eyes, as if thinking about something.
"Furthermore, Lord Fiona said that she was very tired and wanted to calm down. We estimate that Lord Fiona does not seem to want to open this selection to the clan to watch."
"His Excellency High Priest, we have prepared the stage for the selection, what should we do now?"
"A thousand-year-old rule, you can't just change it! The clansmen are all waiting."
In the face of "Fiona", they did not dare to say a word. But in the face of the wisdom of the entire clan, the priests began to express their opinions one after another.
Everyone chatted and talked for a long time.
The high priest picked up the cane and slammed it on the floor, a force that seemed to shock the soul made everyone shut up: "It's not a trivial matter, what a quarrel."
"His Excellency High Priest, this is not a trivial matter, the people outside have already..."
"Shut up! Have you forgotten our identities? Have you forgotten the "Epic of the Goblin"?!" the high priest shouted: "Our family can have such a prosperous and prosperous side, and it all depends on the Lord of the Holy Fort. Since the Holy Fort has come If anyone wants to change the rules, we will change it.”
"However, this location was also proposed by our benefactor, Lord Isabel, a thousand years ago." A priest said.
Hearing Isabel's name, a dim light flashed in the high priest's eyes, "Nothing, but everything we have is given by Lord Saint Fortress, then we should implement Lord Saint Fortress' will."
"Lord Fiona said change it! Then change it!"
Since the high priest said so, all the priests could only nod their heads.
"Go ahead and prepare, and do as Lord Fiona said." After sending everyone away, the high priest fell silent, as if thinking about something.
After a long while, the high priest said to the guard: "Go and prepare a hummingbird. I will go to the Centennial Hall to visit Lord Fiona in person."
When the guards obeyed, the high priest turned back into the temple.
Looking at the strangely rhythmic blue-gray aura in the center of the temple, the high priest whispered to himself: "The gap, is it really opened? Maybe. If you can mobilize change due to this, maybe you can also be liberated from the abyss. "
The high priest stretched out his hand and slowly probed into the blue-gray aura.
His originally dull eyes, like a blind man, became even darker when he stretched his hands into the aura.
And his face was getting older.
After a cup of tea, the high priest walked out of the temple trembling step by step with his stump on his back. When the guards saw that the high priest was older than before, they all suffocated.
According to rumors, the high priest can predict the direction of the Kura Kuka clan's path forward, and each prediction will lead to physical exhaustion.
So, just as they were pulling the hummingbirds, did the high priest predict the future of the Kura Kuka clan again
"His Excellency High Priest!" All the guards knelt down, with tears in their eyes.
The high priest walked past them, his face expressionless, but his heart was slightly bitter.
Hehe, predicting the way forward, so the body is exhausted? Such high-sounding words, sometimes even he himself believed it. In fact, he is not a wise man who leads a family to progress, but an accomplice of evil...
After the high priest rides the hummingbird, a special knight opens the way for him.
Although the hummingbird is very small, it flaps its wings at a very high frequency. It only took a short quarter of an hour to start from the temple on the top of the mountain and arrive at the Centennial Hall.
When the high priest arrived, Angel was preparing to visit the Temple of the Holy Mountain.
So when he heard footsteps coming from the door, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Lord Fiona, Baia has something to see." A slow and old voice entered Angel's ears.
The voice outside the door is somewhat familiar. Who is Baia? Angel put out his mental tentacles and saw a person who was both reasonable and unexpected—the high priest of the Kura Kuka tribe.
Even if there was a door apart, the high priest bowed his head respectfully, completely different from the sloppy attitude of the group of priests who came earlier.
He originally planned to go to the temple to meet the mysterious high priest, but he didn't expect him to come to the door first. And he came alone, without any guards and priests around.
Angel thought for a while, and instead of using the illusion to shield the high priest's ability to recognize voices, he used the original voice directly: "Come in."
When the high priest heard the clear male voice coming from inside, his expression was not surprised at all. As the door opened, he walked in slowly.
The hummingbird sent the high priest to the table, and Angel made a small bench. - After all, the high priest is so old that he can't even stand firmly. Angel still has this basic ethical heart.
The high priest bowed to Angel before taking his seat slowly.
After the high priest took his seat, he remained silent. Angel did not speak, but carefully looked at the old man in front of him.
Originally, the high priest had been standing in the temple on the top of the mountain. Even though Angel saw him, because the distance was too far, the rhythm of the source of the law was also very strong, which made him not really see it. It was only now that he saw the full picture of the high priest for the first time.
Bald, age spots, and a white beard long enough to be a mop. In addition, the old age of the high priest and the dull gray eyes also made him pay attention for a few seconds.
However, what Anger cared about most was not his appearance, but the rhythmic energy aura in him. Although not much energy is perceived, the rhythm of this energy is exactly the same as the rhythm near the holy mountain.
"Aren't you surprised that you didn't see Fiona but me?" Angel said first.
"I already know the result. I came here to see someone, it is Your Excellency." The high priest said calmly.
"Oh? You came to me specially?" Angel smiled: "Is there anything the high priest wants to do with me?"
The high priest shook his head: "I have nothing to do with you, but I think you should come to me for something. The temple is not the place to talk, so here I am."
The temple is not the place to talk? Angel found that the high priest lowered his tone slightly when he said this, as if he meant something.
Does this mean that the temple is actually being watched all the time
Angel thought about it carefully and thought it was right. After all, it is the source of the law, and it is extremely precious. It is impossible for Castle Black to leave only one mortal standing there, and there must be other supervision measures.
"Listen to what you mean, the high priest seems to be a little dissatisfied with Castle Black."
"No, my clan can continue to this day and not go extinct. The Holy Fort should be the first, I dare not have any dissatisfaction." The high priest said.
"In that case, do you know the magic energy array under Xipolok?" Angel's eyes flashed, and the topic led directly to the key point.
If the high priest doesn't know the magic energy array, then his purpose of coming here today is a bit strange. But if he knew about the magic circle, then everything had a plausible explanation at least.
The high priest's face twitched slightly, but he didn't expect the other party to open the scar hidden in his heart.
The high priest closed his eyes and said slowly after a long time, "I, know."
"So you know, then under such circumstances, do you still have no complaints against Castle Black?"
The high priest was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "No complaints."
"I'm not from Castle Black, you know?"
After a long while, the high priest nodded: "I know, on the day you came to Xipollock, I knew."
"The day we set foot on West Pollock? How did you perceive us?" Angel asked curiously.
"Soul source. There is a soul source in the temple. With the soul source, I can supervise the movement of the entire Xipolok."
The source of the soul in the mouth of the high priest should be the source of the law. Although Angel was very curious about the source of the soul, he wasn't ready to reveal his purpose until he had figured out the purpose of the high priest's arrival.
"Since you know that I'm not from Castle Black, you don't have to worry about being heard by people from Castle Black. So, now I'll ask you again, do you still have no complaints about Castle Black?"
The high priest still shook his head firmly: "No complaints."
Angel nodded. He didn't express any opinion on the high priest's insistence. Since no one else complained, what would he care about as an outsider.
"You said you have no complaints against your Castle Black, so why did you keep silent when you discovered us long ago?"
The high priest raised his head, his gray pupils had an inexplicable meaning: "I hope that one day, the gap can be opened so that the silent torrent can flow out again."
"Gap? Torrent?" Angel didn't know what the high priest was referring to.
"The Kura Kuka people have been immersed in the illusion of peace for nearly a thousand years. I only hope that there will be an opportunity to open the door of change." The high priest said bluntly.
The high priest said it very clearly, but why he did it, he did not say.
Angel stopped this topic for a while, but returned to the original answer: "You said that the temple is not a place to talk, you have nothing to do with me, but I will come to you if I have something. So, do you think I will What's wrong with you?"
The high priest pondered for a moment, and gently threw out two words: "Soul source."