Moldavia, central square

St. Lauren's Cathedral is the most majestic church in the Northland region. In terms of history, this solemn and majestic building is also one of the oldest sanctuaries in the Northwest region. It was established together with the main city of Moldavia, and its earliest priests also entered this cold wilderness with the Radcliffe family. Four hundred years passed, the city gradually expanded, and many new facilities were added to the church.

For example, the Teleportation Hall that has just been established recently.

The side hall located on the left side hall to the prayer hall was filled with waves of time and space. The church staff who had already been notified quickly opened the magic circle for guidance. Then, the blue time and space gate opened in the center of the side hall.

Joshua, who walked out first, frowned.

He heard a burst of shrill screams coming from a distance, and the warrior stepped forward slightly to get out of the way for the others. Then, he turned his eyes and looked at the location of the hall on the right, as if he could penetrate the wall.

"What, have you caught the cult again?"

Motion Ying and Lin to see the situation first, he asked in a plain tone at the young apprentice who controlled the teleportation array, as if he was a little impatient: "They haven't learned their lesson yet? They have sent so many people."

"Yes, Lord Lord, on the night you left, Miss No. 3 caught many cultists again, and Mr. Lorlanda is now interrogating them with the Holy Light."

The apprentice who controlled the magic circle was still the young black-haired priest apprentice. He looked a little tired, and seemed to be harassed by the screams caused by the interrogation that Ye could not sleep. When he asked Joshua's inquiry, he cheered up and replied seriously: "Because there are a large number of people, he has been interrogating since last night. Now he should be the seventh person, right?"

"trouble."

Shaking his head, the warrior seemed to be dissatisfied with this method of disposal: "Their purpose has been exposed long ago, so as to be executed earlier, so as not to waste energy." In the words, cultists were not regarded as human beings at all.

"At the beginning, Atanis and the others thought so."

Just as Joshua finished speaking, Ying and Rin also walked out of the side hall and went to the place where they screamed. A soft girl voice came from the door. The voice was a little illusory at the beginning, with a hint of echo, but then it became clear: "But later I realized that this group of people were not the same group as those before, and the Paladin was also worried that their purpose was different, so I decided to interrogate all night to see if there was any new news."

As the sound gradually became clear, magic lights flashed, reflecting holographic projections in the air. With the continuous construction of tiny runes, a blue-haired girl floating in the air appeared at the door of the side hall.

About 1.5 meters, she was wearing a black dress with feather decorations on the edge of the skirt. The girl's face was beautiful and delicate like a doll. Her ears were slightly raised and she had a pair of wings on her back. It could be seen that she was not a human.

"No. 3, no matter what, thank you for your hard work."

Turning his head, Joshua raised his hand and greeted the depressed girl. He simply asked, "So what is the difference between these people and the cultists before?"

"Um……"

She tilted her head, No. 3 looked a little distressed. She raised a finger and pressed it on her lips, thinking about the adjective: "It's weaker? It's not organized, it's completely a chaotic crowd, and its purpose is messy, and it's basically lying."

After saying that, she shook her head slightly, snorted cutely, and then said a little bored: "I thought it would be a little more interesting."

Just as the artificial intelligence girl was talking about the cultists who appeared last night, the subsequent mages also came to the side hall through the time and space channel.

They seemed very familiar with teleportation, and none of them was dizzy because of the slight dislocation of space caused by teleportation. After all fifteen people passed through the passage, the dark blue space-time gate slowly closed.

Before these wizards could sigh that they had arrived at the edge of the former empire in the north, the most "country place", they saw No. 3 floating in the air in front of Joshua.

"hiss-"

The first person to see an artificial intelligence girl was a middle-aged mage with a little white hair. He looked very gentle and elegant. He did not have any emotional fluctuations about the chaotic plague he was about to face next, and had already made all mental preparations. But even so, after seeing No. 3's figure, he still couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

"This is...what is this?!"

It was obvious at a glance that the other party was not a real creature, but a magic gathering, but it was precisely because of this that the middle-aged mage was so shocked: "Such fine magic control skills and perfect rune structure are exactly the same as real people, and it is better to say that they are more beautiful than real people!"

"A truth!"

Following his fiery gaze, the other mages also noticed No. 3's figure. They all turned their eyes to the artificial intelligence girl, and then exclaimed: "It's simply art!"

As mages, they quickly analyzed the rune structure on No. 3 that was more magical than the current level of the Mycrov Continent through appearance.

"How is that possible? Even those guys from the Eastern Plain cannot make magical life of this level!"

"Twenty years, no, exceeding our technical level for at least thirty years. This level of microrune structure is a continental problem. Many magical machinery cores are trapped here and cannot be miniaturized. Who solved this problem and applied it in practice?!"

“…incredible.”

I couldn't help but widen my eyes. Moore, who had been in a daze, had his eyes solidified from the previous dispersion. Compared with Nostradamus, this man had less elegant style as a mage, but had a hint of military resolute temperament. The old mage looked at No. 3's figure and said in a deep voice: "It's not so much a magical gathering, but rather an elemental creature... Life is completely composed of pure magic and runes, and has a perfect soul, the truth."

At this moment, he seemed to be a little exhausted, but then Moore nodded vigorously and said in a tone of confidence and a hint of excitement: "It's perfect!"

After noticing the commotion of the mages, Joshua, who was communicating with No. 3, couldn't help but suffocate slightly. He forgot that for these mages who were obsessed with knowledge and technology, the existence of No. 3 itself would make them extremely excited.

That is the life formed by the gathering of the most essential magical technology in the world of Karlis. Its existence itself is a miracle.

But the girl of artificial intelligence liked the praises these mages gave her very much, especially those comments such as "Same as the real!" "No, it's more beautiful than the real!" "What are you talking nonsense, this is the real!" When No. 3 heard it, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly, but she also understood that if she continued to stay here, the situation might be out of control. Those mages who were still shocked might not be able to "take action" to analyze her later.

So after roughly explaining to the warriors about the cultists, the artificial intelligence girl simply disappeared from the spot, leaving only a broken magic light spot.

"I can only say, nothing can be told."

Before the mages reacted, Joshua turned his head first and glanced at the casters behind him. He said in a serious tone: "This is a secret about the Radcliffe family."

Even if you ask me, I don’t understand those techniques. Thinking of this in my heart, with his terrible charm, the warrior successfully suppressed the scene. Except for the old mage Moore, who was still thinking, the other mages felt a cold wind urging by, and a chill rose behind them, and the excitement of seeing unprecedented exquisite rune technology also cooled down.

As spell casters, they are naturally smart people. After calming down for a while, these mages who were originally somewhat forgetful of themselves recalled their original tasks and what Nostradamus had instructed them before leaving the imperial capital.

‘There are many things in Moldavia that are beyond your imagination.’

The old mage said in a deep voice: "But don't be too excited and forget your original mission."

Originally they thought this was just an ordinary warning, but now when they recalled it, these mages immediately understood that Nostradamus was just saying the facts, and they would better do as well.

This is not the imperial capital, but the northern land far away. The powerful black-haired warrior in front of him is the lord of this place. In a sense, he is the lord of this place. Since he said not to ask questions, then shut up quickly.

After seeing the people in front of him calm down quickly, Joshua nodded slightly with satisfaction. It seemed that the negative charm occasionally had some positive effects. Then, he turned around, looked at the young black-haired priest, and asked directly: "What's your name?"

"My name is Delano, Lord."

The black-haired priest was slightly stunned, as if he hadn't expected the warrior to ask this question, but he still answered quickly: "What are your instructions?"

"Then Drano, you can take these wizards to the resting place first and prepare breakfast."

After decisively issuing the order, the warrior turned his head and said to Muir with a serious expression: "And Mr. Muir, go and see the cultists with me. If necessary, we can also go to the dungeon to see the so-called plague."

"good."

The old mage agreed in a deep voice, as the leader, he was more calm than others: "This is our purpose."

After talking, the two of them left the side hall in a straightforward manner, and the other fourteen mages followed the black-haired priest who called Drano and walked towards the living room of the church next to them.

Mour and Joshua didn't leave for long. For about an hour, the old mage walked back with a serious look on his face.

At this time, the mages who had already used up breakfast were divided into several groups, discussing the difficulties of miniaturization of rune structure, high-density magical life and artificial souls. Some of them suspected that No. 3 was actually not a magical gathering, but a projection of a more superb artificial life, because the condensation and dispersion of the other party's body was so easy, and there was no sign of a gathering around a certain core.

Unfortunately, no one can confirm this guess, and they don’t have the opportunity to test it.

"Okay, everyone."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Moore looked solemn, and he said in a deep voice, asking everyone present to calm down: "We are going to start talking about the serious matter now."
Chapter completed!