The Temple of Fate is located in the east area of Silvermoon City.
The location is not remote, but it is exceptionally quiet, even deserted.
Many evergreen cypress trees with straight trunks were transplanted around the temple. They are like silent soldiers, guarding the Temple of Destiny, creating a solemn and solemn atmosphere.
In fact, when the temple was first built, it was not so quiet here. There was an endless stream of half-elves who came to pray, and the bustling scene was even more exaggerated than the busiest market.
But as the elves disappeared into the Huiyue Forest, the half-elves gradually moved closer to the powerful human empire, and their beliefs became more and more inclined to the Lord of Radiance instead of the Goddess of Fate.
Therefore, the neglect of this Temple of Destiny is understandable.
The main building of the temple is based on low-key limestone, covering an area of about 8,000 square meters. The huge prayer hall is 45 meters wide and 120 meters long, and the vault in the middle is 50 meters high. Tens of thousands of people prayed at the same time.
But such a grand occasion has not appeared for a long time. The prayer hall is now empty. Even if there are servants to clean it every day, it is difficult to completely clean up the accumulated dust.
Tonight's Silvermoon City was shrouded in blood and fire, but the Temple of Destiny was still as quiet as before.
Whether it is rebels or rioters, even if they no longer believe in the goddess of fate, they will not desecrate this place.
On the balcony on the top of the tower, a beautiful half-elf woman was leaning on the railing, staring at the fire in Silvermoon City, dazed.
She was wearing a green sacrificial gown, quietly hiding her slender figure, and the skin that was exposed to the air was white and lustrous, as if covered with a layer of bright silver moonlight.
It's just that there is lingering sorrow and compassion shrouded in her brows, and the night breeze blows over her soft hair, flowing out a sad melody like weeping.
"His Excellency, High Priest Cuisili, have you considered it?"
Marquis Vincent came out from the shadow behind Trisley, speaking with a bit of repressed anxiety and annoyance.
Cui Sili didn't turn her head when she heard the words, she was still staring at the fire not far away, as if she didn't hear the question from the noble Marquis from the Eastern Realm behind her.
Marquis Vincent snorted softly, and said angrily: "Your Excellency, don't think that this ceremony is only for you! You may not know that in the past few days, several priests under your command have come to me and are willing to help me complete this ceremony." ceremony."
Hearing this, Cui Sili's eyes finally fluctuated.
She turned around slowly, faced Marquis Vincent, and said calmly and confidently: "Master Marquis, but you also know that the probability of success is the greatest if I personally preside over this ceremony."
"But if you don't want to, for me, the probability is always zero! If that's the case, why don't I let others try." Marquis Vincent stepped forward and said coldly:
"However, Your Excellency the High Priest, you have to think clearly, if someone else helps me complete this ceremony, hehe, then you, the High Priest of Silvermoon City, will probably have to abdicate to make way for the virtuous!"
Cuisili still looked calm, and she didn't seem to care about the threats from Marquis Vincent. She reached out and put her wind-blown hair behind her ears, revealing her slender neck like a white swan.
Marquis Vincent swallowed involuntarily, but he did not act rashly. He remembered that before he set off, his father had solemnly told him that the only person in Silvermoon City who had to be careful was the High Priest, the Goddess of Fate, who had a mysterious origin.
"Master Marquis." Cuisili finally spoke, "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I can hardly believe that you have the ability to fulfill the promises you made."
A trace of anger flashed across Marquis Vincent's face, and he said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, I represent the will of my father, the Duke of the East! I will never break my promise to you!"
"Really?" Cuisili was unmoved, and asked back, "What about your mother? The Eastern Archbishop of the Church of Radiance, would he really agree to let the Temple of Destiny dominate the half-elf kingdom's belief?"
"Of course my mother will agree. I have already consulted her on this matter." Marquis Vincent said firmly.
Seeing that Cuisili was still hesitant, Marquis Vincent spoke again:
"Your Excellency the High Priest, perhaps in your eyes, the faith of these more than a million half-elves is extremely precious, but in the eyes of the Radiant Church, hehe, it is not that important.
Moreover, this is the promise made to you by the St. Pros family, and it is also your only chance to save this Temple of Destiny and restore it to its former glory!
If you miss this opportunity, you can only continue to wait in this place where no one cares about that hopeless salvation!
So, what are you still hesitating about? "
Cui Sili shook her head and said: "If the San Pros family is really sincere, please give some more specific conditions, instead of an empty promise like 'The Temple of Destiny dominates the half-elves' beliefs'. "
Marquis Vincent took a deep breath, suppressed the impatience in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "Then, Your Excellency the High Priest, what kind of conditions do you want?"
Cui Sili smiled sweetly, raised her green fingers, and said, "First, the number of pastors in the Half-Elf Kingdom of the Radiance Church must be kept below one hundred;
Second, 10% of the half-elf kingdom's tax revenue must be turned over to the Temple of Destiny;
Third, the half-elf king or queen must convert to the goddess of fate;
fourth… "
Listening to the extremely harsh conditions that Cuisili said, Marquis Vincent appeared to be unwavering on the surface, but his heart was already full of laughter. In his opinion, the High Priest of the Temple of Destiny is really naive. so cute.
After Trisley finished speaking, Marquis Vincent didn't even bargain, and agreed, "Okay, on behalf of the San Pros family, I agree!"
Trisley's amber eyes fixedly looked at Marquis Vincent, as if she really believed in Marquis Vincent, a smile finally appeared on her pretty face.
"That's good! I'll help you preside over the bloodline ceremony, but I hope you understand that even I can't guarantee that the ceremony will be successful."
"I understand." Marquis Vincent was immediately overjoyed and nodded, "However, let me remind you that the conditions you requested will only take effect if the ceremony is successful."
"Of course. If the ceremony fails, then the affairs of Silvermoon City will not be decided by your St. Pross family."
Marquis Vincent snorted lightly when he heard the words, and seemed a little unhappy about it.
Cuisili didn't care about Marquis Vincent's feelings at all, and asked crisply, "Okay, where is the Phoenix Soul Stone fragment?"
Marquis Vincent quickly took out an exquisite small box from his arms, and slowly opened it.
The gorgeous multicolored brilliance diffused like flowing water, making everything on the balcony look like a wonderful dream.
Cui Sili stared fixedly at the fragment of the Phoenix Soul Stone, and the expression on her face instantly became extremely devout.
"Your Excellency the High Priest, what about the phoenix soul stone fragment collected by the St. Pros family? It should be able to help you successfully complete the ceremony, right?" Marquis Vincent boasted proudly.
Trisley ignored Marquis Vincent's question, and she walked towards the phoenix soul stone fragment slowly with mysterious steps, bowed her head, performed an ancient etiquette respectfully, and then gently held it with both hands.
When she raised her head again, the beautiful high priest of the Goddess of Destiny was already in tears.
(end of this chapter)