Chapter 913 The Goddess’s Attitude
At this moment, Angel almost thought that the person standing in front of him was not Archbishop Anthony Stevenson, but the goddess' divine vessel, the "Mother of Heaven" who saved him in the heavy fog and watched him die!
Fortunately, the figure, whose broad shoulders and height were clearly those of a man, brought her back to her senses quickly.
Anthony knew all her identities. Previously, when the "Sword of the Goddess" Cesimar was talking to the three of them in secret and handed over the "immortality" characteristic, she mentioned the name "Angel", and it was the archbishop who arranged for Irene Watson to take over Severia's property. Therefore, even if she had completed the role of "immortality" through her two resurrections, it was already reflected in the moment she took the potion and "digested" it in advance, not now.
Therefore, at this time, the progress of potion digestion has increased significantly. There is only one possibility, that is, the Goddess of Night provided corresponding help.
"But the goddess has always known that I'm not dead. Even if there was corresponding performance feedback, it should be the same as the archbishop's... No, Her honorific name includes the title of 'Mother of Secrets', which reflects the corresponding authority. She can 'hide' the feedback of my death and resurrection in front of the gods, and only let it see the light of day after I prayed just now... As expected of the authority of the gods, even such conceptual things can be kept secret... Well, I actually resurrected twice in Her presence, including the time I was resurrected in Cole Granger's body, and that doesn't even count the time in Tingen City. The battle with the offspring of the evil god was not far from Saint Selina Church, so perhaps it was also in the goddess's eyes."
Angel's thoughts raced, and he had some realization in his heart.
"The Goddess only gave this 'feedback' after I stated that I would remain in the open and provide assistance in the upcoming war. Was it to express Her support? This means that Ms. Arianna has indeed left Backlund and is likely returning to the Tranquility Church in Wintershire to deal with Feysac's invasion. Therefore, a Sequence 3 like me needs to stay and protect the city... If I were to give up my current identity like Klein, I'm afraid I wouldn't get any more help... I almost made a wrong move.
"No, that's too superficial. The Goddess must have a deeper meaning... She supports my continued advancement, just like Adam helped George III? But there's already a True God on the Witch Path, and I can only advance to Sequence 2 at best... Could it be that She expects me to jump to the adjacent path, advance from a 'Disaster' Witch to a 'Conqueror', and then..."
Thinking that there had been no Sequence 0 in the Hunter Path since Tudor's fall, Angel felt a shudder from the bottom of his heart.
If that's the case, then I'm truly in direct competition with the Red Angel spirit, just as Klein said. "He" needs the "Conqueror" trait to return to Sequence 1, and I also have hope of using this trait to advance... But that's too far off. My first priority is the war, and surviving any possible collaboration between Zaratul and the Red Angel... The goddess isn't in good condition right now. While she might be able to provide some protection, such as keeping my whereabouts secret and preventing certain divinations and snooping, she can't directly provide power...
While thinking, Angel answered Archbishop Anthony's question:
"It's my pleasure, what can I do for you?"
The archbishop, who had a clean-shaven face and a kind expression that made people feel fear deep in their hearts, nodded and continued:
"Protect yourself and the goddess's followers. Actively attend mass at the church. If you leave Backlund, carry the holy emblem with you."
Angel instantly understood what the other party meant: take care of yourself and Klein, and avoid direct confrontation with the "Red Angel" and Zaratul. The Church couldn't do anything to the Sequence 1 Archangel for the time being, but as long as you reveal your identity as the Goddess's Blessed, the other party will be wary. Of course, this kind of protection only applies to Backlund. If you leave, you will have to rely on the "Secret Holy Symbol".
Sure enough, although the holy emblem was given to me by Ms. Arianna, it actually had the instructions of the goddess and contained a part of her power... Angel touched the holy emblem on his wrist and felt more at ease with the warm touch.
Then, she drew a crimson moon on her chest:
"Praise the goddess."
"May the goddess bless you."
Archbishop Anthony responded expertly.
After receiving the promise of protection from the goddess and the church, Angel left the church and came to the church square which was still full of believers and where mass was being held in the night. Looking at the seemingly endless crowds around him, he wondered for a moment whether there was a "secret doll" belonging to Zaratul inside.
I'm afraid that from now on, any behavior that goes beyond the norm will require careful consideration for possible spying... Even if the goddess's "secrecy" can block divination, this archangel can still observe my movements with the naked eye of the secret doll. Communication with Klein is best conducted only with the help of Mr. Fool, or through a messenger... No, the messenger has to go through the spirit world, which may not be reliable.
While Angel was lost in thought, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure among the people in front of him who were bowing their heads in prayer to the bishop who was holding a mass in the open air and praying for the dead people.
Without hesitation, she turned back into the church.
A moment later, the figure followed in. He was wearing a black windbreaker and a half-high silk hat. He looked young, with a beard and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. It was Sherlock Moriarty, who had not appeared in Backlund for a year.
Klein actually appeared among the crowd attending the mass?
Angel looked around, set up a mirror illusion to block others from prying, and then asked:
"Aren't you afraid that Zaratul is watching me, waiting for you to fall into his trap?"
"It's unlikely. He just escaped from the foggy town and wouldn't dare approach the Goddess's church, not even the Marionette... Besides, on the way out of your house, I encountered the evil spirit of the 'Red Angel'..."
Klein imitated Angel, leaning against the wall. He looked at the people sitting on every bench, praying in confusion. He sighed softly and recounted his earlier experience.
When Klein used fire to jump back to the North District to deal with the final matters and was about to give up his identity as Dawn, he was intercepted by the Angel King who was also proficient in manipulating fire. This also meant that the "Red Angel" had been secretly monitoring No. 160 Boklund Street, which meant that He did not tell Zaratul about this matter. Otherwise, the one waiting for Klein would not be the "gatekeeper" possessed by an evil spirit, but Zaratul himself.
Fortunately, Klein used fire to activate the paper cranes Will had given him in time, allowing the archangel, whose physical body was just that of a baby, to look at him. As a last resort, the "Red Angel" did not show any hostility, but instead had a brief conversation with him and expressed his attitude.
"He said that because his relationship with Amon is less than ideal, he is willing to support the growth of a 'diviner' to cause the other party the greatest trouble... Although I don't think he told the truth, from the results, it seems that Zaratul is indeed unaware of my identity and position."
Klein stroked his newly grown beard and spoke carefully, as if he had returned to the identity of the great detective Sherlock.
"I don't believe Him either... If that's the reason, He could definitely support Zaratul. They were colleagues in the Solomon Empire, so there's a foundation for that."
Angel shook his head, not having any favorable impression on the "Red Angel" who had a conspiracy physique.
"That's what Medici seems to think, but the one on his left disagrees. He thinks Zaratul teamed up with Emperor Roselle over a hundred years ago to harm his family."
On the left, that's the ancestor of the Soran family. Roselle overthrew the Kingdom of Intis, causing the once royal Soran family to decline to this day. It's no wonder that the Archangel of Soran holds a grudge against him... It seems that the three souls in the "Red Angel" evil spirit can't reach a consensus. They can only support Klein, who is not very satisfied with anyone but no one opposes him, rather than Zaratul, who is already Sequence 1 and can pose a threat to Amon?
Angel thought about it and nodded, reluctantly agreeing with this reason.
But she added:
"But I might still clash with the 'Red Angel' in the future. If the path after Sequence 2 of the 'Witch' is blocked, the Goddess might allow me to jump to the 'Conqueror' of the Hunter Path, which is exactly what She needs... In addition, this evil spirit also has a considerable understanding of the mirror world. I suspect that She also has some connection with the 'City of Disaster'. After all, the Medici family territory is Bansy Harbor..."
This means that the Red Angel may become hostile to Angel in an attempt to gain more power from the City of Scourge.
Fortunately, He has not shown such an attitude at present, probably because His top priority is still the characteristic of a "conqueror" and He does not want to make too many enemies.
"Anyway, our plan should proceed as originally planned. I'll remain in the dark, and you, as the goddess's favored follower, will remain in the light... Feel free to 'contact' me if anything arises..."
Klein breathed a sigh of relief and emphasized the word "contact," letting Angel immediately understand that he meant contacting him through special means, such as messengers or Mr. Fool's help, rather than directly meeting him face to face.
Now everything planned for the next few months has gone to waste... She thought with some frustration as she watched Klein put on his hat again and disappear through the side door of the prayer hall.
…
In a two-story apartment in the East District.
Triss was wearing a simple black dress with almost no decoration and a hooded cloak. She sat in the living room with a large suitcase beside her, staring at the wall clock.
When it was 9 o'clock in the evening, she sighed softly, reached out to press the suitcase, and put it into her own "mirror space". Then she stood up and walked to a half-length mirror. Her slender white right hand stroked the mirror, causing ripples like water waves inside the mirror, making it dark and deep, as if leading to another world.
But the next second, her expression changed slightly and she took two steps back.
A figure quickly appeared beside the mirror and soon turned into a black-haired, round-faced woman who was also dressed simply and without any jewelry. She had freckles on her face and looked ordinary, but she exuded a kind of lovable and approachable temperament.
"It's you..." Triss breathed a sigh of relief, her tense limbs relaxing. "I thought you wouldn't come today, and was just planning to...move to a new place to stay."
"I went to the church and reported today's situation to the goddess... Isn't the environment here pretty good? Why do you want to change your residence?"
Angel answered briefly, drawing a crimson moon on his chest.
"Goddess..." Triss repeated silently, humming softly before answering:
"This area was hit by an airstrike during the day, destroying several factories. Even with police patrolling and arresting those who took advantage of the chaos to commit crimes, public security here will quickly deteriorate... The official Beyonders might also find out about my actions today and come looking for me."
I was wondering why there was still some noise outside, it didn't seem like a curfew at all. So this is where the East District was bombed. As for the other thing she mentioned... Angel glanced at the curtained window, his eyes flashing. He quickly did a divination, then said in surprise:
"I didn't expect you to secretly intercept quite a few bombs with Black Flame during the day... That's not like you."
She had not expected that Triss had not immediately left the scene in the face of Feysac's airship raid, but had secretly intercepted many bombs. No wonder the losses in the East District were not that great compared to the airships that had broken through the defenses and arrived here.
"My personality?"
Triss smiled sarcastically.
"I used to be just like them, wandering around Lower Iron Cross Street and the docks, swindling people in the East District—ah, the East District of Tingen... Never mind, there's no point in talking about this now. Since you're here, it means you agree with my proposal and are ready to contact Mr. 'Gate,' right?"
She shook her head as if to shake off the memories, letting her waist-length black hair curl like silk waves. Then she took out her suitcase, found a wooden box from under a few simple changes of dresses, and carefully opened it.
Inside, huge and pure sapphires, rubies, diamonds, pearls, lapis lazuli and other gems that can be used as expensive jewelry raw materials are neatly stacked. From Angel's unprofessional point of view, the value of this box of materials is more than one thousand pounds.
Who was Triss going to ask for reimbursement... A random thought suddenly popped up in her mind, and then she quietly watched the witch arrange various gems in the living room in a regular pattern with unfamiliar movements, and after complicated preparations, she built a complete altar, and then stood in the center and looked at Angel.
Abraham's blood... Angel withdrew his gaze from the gem, took out the vial that was preserved by the spiritual wall to prevent the internal spiritual energy from escaping, and handed the blood from Dorian Gray Abraham to the other party.
She did not avoid the ceremony, but planned to observe the entire process to prevent Triss from using Dorian's blood to do something else that would be harmful to him, or the ceremony itself would cause harm.
At least I can handle it quickly and prevent the leaked power from endangering others... She took two steps back, ready to pull the entire apartment into the mirror world and completely isolate it at any time.
Triss pursed her lips, a hint of nervousness inevitably emerging. She glanced at Angel in the corner, and calmed herself under her calm gaze. She dripped the blood of Abraham's descendants into the crucible, tinging the flames within with a barely perceptible dimness. Then she chanted in Giant language:
"The great Gate of All Doors, the guide to the endless starry sky, the key to all mysterious worlds..."
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