An associate professor in life engineering travels to a medieval European fantasy world. Using modern biochemistry, he discovers that viruses, bacteria, and parasites extinct in human history are a...
Just then, a masked servant appeared on one side of the hall and announced to everyone, "Elder Eliad has agreed to meet with these two!"
“This is against the church’s rules!” Vernon protested as he backed away. “These two are wanted criminals by the Elders, and they should…”
Before he finished speaking, the masked servant leaped into the air with a loud bang, and the huge impact of his landing knocked everyone to the ground.
It was the same voice, the same tone, and even the content remained unchanged.
Elder Iliad agreed to meet with the two.
Ten minutes later, Rachel and Sabrina followed the masked servant through the damp, dark passageway toward Elder Eliade's palace.
Along the way, hundreds of masked servants stood motionless on both sides of the passageway, like stone statues carved from stone.
Sabrina frowned and sniffed the air: "I smell death."
Rachel's composure and calmness were gone; she looked ahead with a serious expression, seemingly deep in thought.
"I always feel like you've taken advantage of me."
Sabrina's complaint made Rachel turn around: "I need Elder Eliade's help, and you want to stop Eleanor's pursuit of you. We each get what we need, isn't that good?"
“I’m not sure if seeking help from Elder Iliad would be a mistake,” Sabrina said, shaking her head. “Clarence once told me that it’s better to offend Eleanor than to provoke Iliad.”
As the masked servant pushed open the door at the end of the corridor, Rachel mustered her strength and whispered, "We have no choice."