"Isn't it appropriate?" Kubot said: "I don't see anything inappropriate. Mr. Mage, please imagine, Saint of Light, this is the highest honor in the history of Greafury Temple. She will directly accept the highest honor. Under the guidance of the bishop, he will soon become a priest who masters high-level divine arts. There will be a whole team of paladins at her disposal, and every people of Holy Greafury will face her with the most respectful etiquette..."

"What's the use of this to her?" Vincent interrupted the priest unceremoniously: "As an angel, from the powerful Xiangang tribe, the so-called magic does not mean much to them. As for those cheers and applause and glory, all in vain. Although I am not Soka's parent, I am still responsible for her. Such exaggerated things are meaningless. Moreover, if I really need to enhance Soka's ability, I can teach her spells , which is much better than priest magic that relies on divine power."

Kubot suddenly choked. In terms of power, the gap between the priest's divine spell and the mage's arcane spell is very huge. While the archmage can destroy a small village at once with a lightning storm, the priest can only ignite a few houses. Although divine magic has special effects in healing wounds and removing diseases, angels who are born with these two abilities will not take this feature seriously.

"But..." Kubert still did not give up. He knew very well that only by convincing the mage in front of him could he take Soka away: "Mr. Mage, imagine what a bright saint will do to the northern war situation. The impact the soldiers will have when they see the angel coming, they will be more motivated to fight. They will be more determined to win, hold on to the weapons in their hands and fight the enemy bravely. The priests of Greafury have been looking forward to a miracle for a long time , the arrival of Angel Soka will strengthen their determination to fight. As long as the saint opens her mouth, some high-level priests will put down their bodies, walk out of the temple and go to the front line of the war to fight side by side with the soldiers. And ordinary people will be even more Inspired, they will devote themselves more actively to the battle to defend their homeland and help our Paladin troops more effectively . In addition, the arrival of the Saint Angel will make the image of our Holy Greafury even brighter , the neighboring countries will be more determined to win this war, and reinforcements will arrive as scheduled. Not to mention the blow to the enemy's morale and ..."

"Mr. Pastor!" Vincent waved his hand: "Your idea is very good. I even have a more perfect vision in front of you. But don't forget one thing. When a candle is too dazzling, it is also close to burning out." Not far away. If I were your enemy, then I would use various means to kill this Light Goddess. There is a better way, which is to rob the Light Goddess to my side, and then train her into The Dark Saint' or some other identity is used to completely destroy Holy Greafury 's fighting spirit. Although the orcs and giants may not necessarily think of such an idea, the threat Sokka will face is obvious."

"Our Paladin will be responsible for her safety." Kubert said: "I can guarantee this."

"Don't mention words like protection and responsibility in front of me." Vincent said: "If I wanted to, you couldn't even protect the bishop, let alone this little girl. In short, let Sokka be your winner. Chess piece, I will share the threat of war with you. I don’t see any need for this matter.”

After saying that, the mage stood up and flew to the shore of Heather's lake one step ahead of the boat. Obviously, he didn't want to continue the topic of "Bright Saint".

Kubert also became quiet, especially since his dispute with Vincent had attracted the attention of the elves. Meeting the Queen of the Elves was one of his important goals, and he could not let all his previous efforts go to waste just because of his disagreement with the mage in front of him. He smiled at the rowing elf and regained his elegant and confident posture.

Along the way, Kubert didn't talk to Vincent anymore, and the mage liked this state even more. They were led by several elves to the palace. The Elf Queen should hold a noon prayer ceremony in the palace at this time.

Halfway through, they met Sokka unexpectedly. The little angel was running quickly on the suspension bridge between the trees side by side with the princess Yi Linrui. When she saw Vincent, she immediately turned around and came to the mage's side.

"Wow! Brother Vincent, you finally came out of the room! Come with me to the lake to play."

Vincent looked at Sokka's hands, and there were blisters on them in some places. In the past few days, she had been practicing archery assiduously with Yi Linrui. She kept pulling the bow, aiming, and shooting every day. It was indeed very hard. The mage was about to nod and agree, just in time to take Soka with the fishing rod to play by the river, but Kubert came to the angel's side quietly.

Looking at the elated little angel, the pastor of Greafury was also hesitant. Is it really necessary to drag such an innocent and lively child into the heart of the war? But the Bishop's instruction was unquestionable, and he still spoke:

"Soka, little angel, do you want to become the Saint of Light in Greafury 's temple?"

"Cubert!" Vincent glared at the pastor and shouted. The unprepared little Soka was startled, and Yi Linrui, who heard the sound, also walked over quickly.

"Mr. Vincent." Kubert said: "Although you are the guardian of this angel now, she still has an indelible right: the freedom of choice. I think you will not kill this freedom? What's more, Sokka She is an Angel of Light , originally a subordinate of Greafury , the God of Light . There is nothing wrong with becoming a Saint of Light."

When Vincent heard these words, he stopped arguing with Pastor Kubert. He touched Soka's head and said: "Little guy, this uncle wants you to go to the temple to be the Saint of Light, and then receive training to become a priest. The price is that you will become a person who attracts the attention of everyone, in addition to the worship of many Otherwise, there will be countless enemies watching. Do you want that?"

Sokka tilted his head, still unable to understand what Vincent meant for a while. What she is more concerned about now is the time to go to the lake. On the contrary, the princess Yi Linrui frowned deeply when she heard the mage's words.

"What is the Saint of Light?" Soka finally found the key to this question and immediately asked Vincent.

"That's an honorary title." Kubert said before the mage: "That's a title that will make you proud throughout your life."

"Well, in that case..."

"Soka!" Yi Linrui suddenly interrupted: "There are still many cookies in my room, with your favorite nectar flavor. Go and get them quickly. I will give them to you as many as you find. How many!"

"Really?" Soka immediately forgot what he was going to say, ran over and kissed Yi Linrui, then flapped his wings and flew away.

"She has made her own free choice." Yi Linrui said: "If you try to use the title of saintess to shackle angels in the future, then I will not welcome you, and Heather will not welcome you. "

Looking at the scantily dressed Yi Linrui in front of him, Kubert chose to lower his head. He could argue with the mage Vincent and the officiant, but he would not argue with the elf in front of him.

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"Yes, Mr. Kubert." Vincent waited for Sokka to disappear and said, "Compared to the choice of having to pay a price, free candies can capture Sokka's heart more. If I find you mention this again thing, then I will forget your name. I mean, you will no longer be my familiar friend."

"So, can we still be called friends now?" Kubot said with a smile, "I think this harvest is already very satisfying to me."

"The Elf Queen is waiting for you, so don't waste time with me here." Vincent said.

Yi Linrui and Vincent then found a happy Soka, who was doing happy somersaults while holding a large pile of fragrant elf cookies. This fantastic dessert is so difficult to make that it would take even the most skilled elves' cooks a long time to bake some. Sokka likes to eat such sweet things, and now she is really happy.

"Why do you have so many cookies?" Vincent looked at Yi Linrui's small room. From his perspective, it was no different from the cookie warehouse. Cookies were placed everywhere that could be placed.

"It's nothing. I have saved this for a long time." Yi Linrui sighed: "As the princess, I have some special privileges after all."

However, Yi Linrui's lonely look did not escape the mage's eyes. There seemed to be a heavy burden on the princess's head, which made his face look so haggard. For the first time, Vincent observed Yi Linrui with his eyes of insight . Under her ruddy face, there should be another layer of appearance.

Vincent did not continue to ask about other things, but turned around to find Soka and taught her to learn to be polite and humble, and not to keep all these cookies for herself. But the angel didn't seem to have that kind of thought. When her hands were full, for her, this was already the "most" state.

Vincent no longer needs to accompany Kubot, the officiant, Soka eats his beloved candy, Yilinrui is not "plundered", and Kubot meets the Elf Queen, everything seems to be going well.

But Shelley ran into trouble. In the past few days, it has been pouring rain around Fei Yi'an's Tower of the Dead , and the water curtain is like a thick mist, blocking all sight. The originally muddy road has now become like hell, making it impossible to walk on it. Only those ghosts that can float in the air still patrol around the tower. Shelley couldn't move any further and had to stay in the tower.

However, the female drow has been observing Fei Yi'an in the past few days, trying to understand his temperament, personality and way of thinking. Only by understanding your enemy can you find the key to victory. Except for sleeping time, Shelley wandered around the tower, hoping to see the disfigured elf.

However, Fei Yi'an rarely came out. He always stays in his room, which is guarded outside by strong vampires. He would show up politely only when Shelley was dining. Fei Yian only drinks some light yellow liquid and never eats anything. If it weren't for the fact that this guy was still breathing and had body temperature, Shelley would have classified him as an "undead monster".

But after several days of observation, Shelley became increasingly confused about the enemy in front of him. Unlike Vincent, Fei Yi'an doesn't look like a mage at all. He never casts spells, nor does he display the grace of an arcane spellcaster, and he never has a spellbook at hand. In this tower of the undead, Shelley did not find the mysterious magic runes, nor the magical magic enchantment. This undead magic bead originally had certain spell protection capabilities, but now it has disappeared without a trace.

"The power of the Undead Magic Orb requires corresponding arcane magic to inspire it." Mother Batana once told Shelley: "Before finding the help of a mage, the Undead Magic Orb is difficult to manipulate, and that is a dangerous thing. "

'Is this an unstable state now? ' Shelley looked at the place again. 'It's hard to explain. Without the power of the spell, the Necromantic Orb simply won't start working. Could it be that Fei Yi'an concealed it too well? '

There was the sound of the door opening downstairs, and a series of footsteps came from the steps in front of Shelley's door, quickly extending downstairs. Shelley was a little curious, who else would come here in this pouring rain? She stood up and wanted to go out and find out .

Shelley was startled when two shadows flashed past her outside the door. She walked over quietly and put her eyes into the gap in the bone door.

　　This convenience would come from making the entire tower out of bone instead of wood. There will be gaps everywhere to project the line of sight.

Four vampires stood outside the door, and they stood there silently. Although they will not disturb Shelley's rest, once the female drow wants to leave, these four vampires will definitely stop her.

But this kind of "house arrest" aroused Shelley's interest in going out even more. He took out the invisibility stone hanging around his neck and said "You can't see me" to completely hide the figure of the female drow.

A transom window hung high at the top of the room, which was too small for many people. But Shelley has long been proficient in sneaking and assassination. It is not too difficult to get out from there with the help of levitation .

Coming downstairs quietly, Shelley finally saw what happened. The two fishmen were shaking off the mud from their feet, not caring that the mud splashed onto the exquisite paintings next to them. The heavy rain outside washed away the unique fishy smell on their bodies, and also made their skin originally covered with green seaweed look much smoother.

They were talking in a language that Shelley had never heard of before. There were always many pauses when Fiian spoke, as if he was thinking about what words to use to express his next meaning. That should obviously be the language of the fishmen . When Shelley was underground, she also came into contact with the murloc tribe in the Underdark. Those slime creatures were always full of "stupid and cunning" and were a lowly slave race. Dark elves will never lower their status to talk to slaves in their language. More often, they will let other slaves act as intermediaries for translation.

"If Vincent were here, he would definitely be able to understand what they are saying." Shelley thought with a little guilt. So far, Shelley has never seen a mage who doesn't understand a language, just like the magic of "proficient in language" is always in his body .

Fei Yi'an's tone became stronger and stronger, while the fishman still looked unhurried. Shelley has also heard that this creature is always greedy, full of uncontrollable desire even for things they don't need at all. The First Family once organized a campaign to eradicate the murlocs of the Underdark to punish them for their "provocation and disobedience." No matter what the reason was, there was no longer a fish-man tribe around Prudence City , not even a single fish egg left. The first family returned home with a full load, greatly replenishing the storehouse.

Among the trophies, there are a large number of human works of art - the fishmen actually have no appreciation ability, and there are a few magic devices - the fishmen have no magicians, and there are even armors common to dwarves. God knows what they need such small armor for? You can't swim in heavy metal armor, right?

They never trade these things, they just keep collecting them. Therefore, every few decades, a dark elf family will unite to help the fishmen empty the warehouse.

After a period of discussion, Fei'an spoke less and less and remained silent more and more. Although no expression could be seen on his face due to his disfigurement, Shelley could still feel the elf's anger. The murlocs kept talking to themselves. They kept repeating some sentences, and even Shelley, who didn't understand their language, had memorized them.

Finally, Fei Yi'an waved his hand to stop the fish man 's tirade, finally nodded, stretched out his right hand, and placed his palm up in front of the fish man . The creature across from him tacked on its slimy webbed forelimbs, sealing the deal.

Fei Yi'an had no intention of letting the fishmen stay to entertain them, and those creatures didn't think about the other party's lack of etiquette after negotiating the deal. When the fishman left the Tower of the Dead, Shelley had already sneaked back into the room.

"What can I do?" Shelley thought worriedly. The waters of Erutalon are extremely lethal to evil creatures, and murlocs are not immune to this. But Feian still reached some kind of agreement with these aquatic creatures. If you think about it carefully , there is a passage through which the fishmen can attack.

Salantir is surrounded by the sea on three sides, and it is a paradise for fishmen . Although Vincent's defense strategy included the Elf Kingdom's coastline in the defense plan, can it still maintain its original strength when the undead attack?

If according to Vincent's prediction, the Broken Star Swamp is the focus of their attack, and ghosts and vampires will be the force of the feint attack, then the elves can still concentrate their strength to deal with these enemies. But with the addition of a third force on the ocean, can those pointed-eared things keep track of each other?

"Who knows if there will be help?" Shelley worried : "Make a wish before the battle, and then consume all the reinforcements that need to be paid during the battle to save money. This is something dark elves often do."

She looked at the pouring rain outside, and because she was afraid of being discovered, Fei Yi'an was alerted, and she couldn't leave now to report the news, and she suddenly ran out of ideas.