"Meow~" Night struggled angrily, its tail bristling, but the kitten was no match for the God-Descended Elder, and could only squint its eyes and growl fiercely.
The middle-aged knight extinguished the flames on Phil Gray's clothes, then nodded solemnly and said, "I will take men to search for Miss Melody's whereabouts. Elder and His Highness, please discuss this carefully and do not take any further action."
"Miss Melody has also disappeared? Is she like Caroline?" Memphis frowned and asked with some surprise as he watched the Dawn Knight's departing figure.
“Miss Melody disappeared yesterday, which is probably different from Miss Caroline. In addition, Saint Vincent also disappeared while tracking enemies in the Pagi Empire.” Phil Gray explained, considering that this elder might have just returned from Malu Island and come to “settle accounts” with him.
"Hmph." Memphis rolled his eyes, took out a metal cage, and locked Night inside, holding it in his hand as if he were a caged bird.
It leaped and bounded about in the darkness, its face contorted in a ferocious manner, but unfortunately the cage was too sturdy, preventing it from escaping.
Memphis brandished the cage in his hand threateningly at Phil Gray, as if to say, "If I can't find Caroline, hmph."
"Could you tell me what you saw on Malu Island? Was there anything unusual about that church of the Church of Dawn?"
"This elder must have been a hunter in his youth. Why does he always seem to be capturing his own companions?" Phil Gray asked helplessly, giving Night a reassuring look.
"The church is now just a ruin, nothing outrageous. Besides that, I used my divine power to scan the entire island, but there was no trace of Caroline or that ghost. As for the message you left for Caroline, telling her to go to some plantation to find you, I went to check that out too. The red-haired girl said that Caroline didn't go to her plantation at all!" Memphis said in a deep voice.
The red-haired girl must be Edith.
"Don't worry, Caroline might be on her way back to the Holy See. The message I left for her is very clear, she'll definitely see it!"
"Hmph, what if that undead had ill intentions and Caroline was controlled by him! Why didn't you wait for her to wake up!" Memphis's eyes blazed with anger as he glared at Phil Gray, but the anger slowly dissipated, like a deflated balloon, leaving him somewhat dejected. He realized that under the circumstances, the Holy Son had no obligation to wait for his granddaughter to wake up, and that going to the church to find her was already based on the kindness of a friend.
Of course, all of this is based on the premise that this guy didn't lie to himself.
Memphis gave the young saint in front of him a deep look, guessing that this guy wouldn't dare to lie to him. Right now, finding Caroline was the priority.
He remembered that Elder Nancy's sacred object, "Eye of Dawn," could see whoever she wanted to see, but it required a certain catalyst. With that thought, he turned and left, and the night began to meow.
“Wait, Elder Memphis, I will definitely find a way to help you find Miss Caroline, please give me back the cat!” Phil Gray hurriedly stopped him.
"I said let it be a cat hostage, we'll talk about it after we find Caroline..." Memphis flicked his sleeves and turned away without looking back.
"Then you have to feed it well for me. It only eats expensive food like fireblood fish. Don't let it starve to death!" Phil Gray shouted.
"Troublesome!" Memphis paused for a moment, then muttered under his breath. But the cat's fur was soft and shiny, and it should feel nice to touch. His granddaughter would definitely love it when she came back.
"How can we help him find Caroline? I think that girl is always up to something, daring to go to Malu Island alone. She's probably having a great time somewhere right now," Eli asked, arms crossed.
Phil Gray shook his head worriedly. "Let me think about it some more. There's nothing we can do right now. We can only hope that nothing bad has happened to her and that she can return to the Church of Dawn as soon as possible. As for Vincent and Melody, I don't know why they disappeared."
Could it have been done by those cult members?
"Not necessarily. Also, isn't it progressing a little too smoothly with Commander Upton?"
Phil Gray gazed at the lush green leaves in the courtyard, lost in thought. The Dawn Knights, using the connecting passages between the major churches, had swiftly moved to the Western Continent and occupied the plague-control zone within days. However, the plague-controllers had only ever had one god-demotion appear, leaving them to capture a group of lifeless low- to mid-level believers and ordinary people. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were offering their necks for slaughter. After sending some forces to garrison the area, the Dawn Knights set off again for the region of the Crimson Calamity. He heard that they would be able to storm it in one fell swoop tomorrow. Could these cults really give up their territory, which they had cultivated for hundreds of years, so easily?
Without territory, the followers would be like stray dogs wandering from place to place, making it difficult to form a unified force.
“Perhaps it’s because Dawn is too powerful? I think Commander Upton should be considered the strongest fighter on the continent of Ver. As for those plague-controllers who escaped, don’t worry. Many churches are now supporting Dawn’s actions and are rigorously searching for the cult’s followers in their respective territories. It’s futile for them to escape elsewhere,” Eli said after thinking for a moment.
“Well, we’re too weak right now, worrying about these things won’t help. Let’s focus on our own affairs,” Phil Gray sighed.
“Yes, the elders are taking care of the search. You should continue with your work. Today you have to welcome the last group of allies to Dawn, including the Light of Wisdom, the Cult of Creation, and the Cult of Food…” Eli paused, then remembered something else, “The Holy Son and the Princess have both gone missing. Will the alliance banquet tonight still proceed as planned?”
"It shouldn't be delayed. Perhaps we can even use their help to search. Let's go there first. I've been curious about the Light of Wisdom and the Cult of Creation for a long time."
Phil Gray looked on with curiosity. He had long heard about the group of old scholars and infrastructure madmen on the continent of Ver, and this time he might be able to see for himself.
...
Inside the teleportation hall, the last ray of light faded, and the group of representatives expected to arrive today had all arrived.
Phil Gray introduced himself as he had yesterday and offered a polite greeting.
He recognized the representative of the light of wisdom at a glance. It was an old man with thick-rimmed glasses, which could not hide his wisdom. A long rope hanging from his chest was connected to a tattered bag, which contained several leather-bound books. It was exactly as he had imagined.
Was Mr. Frank like this when he was alive?
Phil Gray couldn't help but think.
"Your Highness is interested in my book?"
The wise seem to possess not only knowledge but also astonishing insight. Phil Gray smiled and nodded, “I am very interested in books, and some people have even thought I should be a believer in the light of wisdom.”
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