Holy City.

The Message was very lucky today, because Helolia temporarily set the protagonist of the filming as a choir, so she finally didn't have to continue to get involved with the camera today.

Now the Message only needs to sit in the cathedral and listen to the sacred singing of the choir.

This has relaxed her tense nerves in recent times.

This rehearsal led by Helolia lasted for about two hours. During the break, the choir members surrounded Helolia and asked Helolia for various questions.

Judging from the eyes of the choir members, they truly admire this saint.

What surprised the Message was that a girl from the choir ran to her at this time.

"Are you a Messiah?"

The girl sat on the bench next to the Message.

"Is there anything you have to do?"

Message inexplicably felt that the girl looked familiar, but she couldn't remember the specific one.

"I heard you were my father's apprentice." The girl said with some uncertainty.

"Your father? Is it the Bishop of Copper?"

The Message instantly remembered who the girl mentioned was.

"That's right! The Messiah Knight... My father has been away from home for almost half a month." The girl's face suddenly showed a happy expression. "I asked my mother that he seemed to be sent to an expedition, but... how could my father not even bring his own sword?"

“…”

The Message could tell that she was very worried about her father's condition.

Although the news of the abolition of the Heresy Court spread in the Holy City, the members of the Court were specifically those who were unknown to others. To outsiders, the Bishop of Copper is still a worshipped Holy Cult.

But the fact that the Messiah knew was that he betrayed the entire holy city and was now locked in an underground prison, eroded by the grey fog to the point of being like a useless man.

“Your father was indeed assigned an important task.”

At this time, Helolia appeared behind the girl. Message noticed that Helolia took out the camera and pointed it at the girl.

"If you have anything you want to say to your father, please tell me." Helolia said with a smile that was enough to melt the frost. "I can tell you to your father for you."

"Really? Thanks to the Saint!"

The girl looked really surprised, and the Message could only watch the choir rehearsal silently next to her.

After all the members of the choir left, the Messia looked at the two protocronites that recorded the images in Helolia.

"It's almost a month old. Is he really okay with the teacher?" Messai said worriedly.

"Teacher? What do you want to call him your freedom, but his only value now is to tell where the core of the sacrificial array of the Inquisition is."

Helolia looked at the recorded images in her hand.

"I played his wife's record half a month ago and finally got a little reaction. Today I try his daughter's, hoping to make that guy feel a little more awake." Helolia said.

The Messia did not know how to answer Helolia, so she could only follow Helolia to the underground prison below the cathedral.

This messenger did not enter it, but was silently waiting for the result of Helolia outside.

The Messia clearly understood the seriousness of this incident. If Copper is unwilling to cooperate, the Holy City will face a disaster that is approaching destruction.

In this way, Messia waited anxiously for nearly half an hour before Helolia slowly walked out of the dungeon.

"Master Helolia...teacher..."

Halfway through the Message, he noticed something was wrong with Helolia's expression.

"hateful!"

At this moment, Helolia, who had always shown her gentle side, suddenly angrily hit the wall next to her with her hands.

The expression on Heloya's face was a pure anger.

A punch seemed unable to vent Helolia's inner anger. When she was about to wave her hand to the wall again, Messai immediately grabbed Helolia's arm.

"Mr. Helolia, please calm down. Teacher, is he still unwilling to confess?"

Message looked at the edge of Helolia's palm that had blood spilled out.

"That guy is already on the side of the Inquisition." Helolia's arms kept trembling. "At this time, I really hope I am proficient in some of the tricks of the necromancers."

"Is there no other way?" Messai asked with some helplessness.

"The judges are too good at disguise, even your true tutor, the desireless, cannot find them. And I have interrogated more than a dozen judges, and they all end up like this..."

When Helolia said this, she suddenly fell into the arms of the Messiah. When the Messiah was at a loss, she could still vaguely hear Herlolia's murmurs.

"How can the holy city I have spent so many years building be destroyed by those guys..." Helolia said this and looked up at the Message.

At this moment, the Messia had an illusion that Helolia's eyes looked like a cat.

"Can you think of any way?" she asked.

“Let…residents go to Nolan for refuge?”

This is the only answer that the Messia could think of. If the Inquisition was ready to sacrifice the entire city, at least through this opportunity to open the portal, the residents would be sent as far as possible.

"Impossible, Nolan's portal also has the number of people carrying, and I will not do such a thing that will ruin the faith of the Holy Kingdom."

Helolia left Messia's arms tiredly, rubbed her eyes and became energetic.

"This time I will have someone open the connection with Nolan in advance, so we will go to Nolan to meet the Chaos Demon tomorrow. I'll be happier with the Message," said Helolia.

At such a time of life and death in the holy city, Messia could not be happy no matter how she was, but in order to cooperate with Helolia, she forced a smile.

……………………

The next day, Nolan...

Located in the ball hall of Baijinghua Theater.

This is a place specially used by Sir Bai Jinghua to entertain those distinguished guests when visiting.

Today, it was used to celebrate the successful filming of "Shawshank Redemption".

‘Will you really not be beaten by your teacher when playing Magic Net during class?’

Qiao Xiu hid in the corner of the dance and chatted with Xili in a text message.

‘Impossible! It’s super convenient to play secretly in Magic Network class. Speaking of what’s good at the celebration…’

This message from Xili is accompanied by a bunch of illogical English characters.

It seems that Xili's behavior of stealing magic nets in class was discovered by the Purple-clothed man, and the worst thing was that he was knocked on the keyboard with a face.

‘Purple clothes should also punish your students with ease.’

After Qiao Xiu left this reply, a new message suddenly popped up.

‘We have arrived in Nolan. Can Mr. Joseph tell you where you are now?’

The sender of the message was Sister Riya.

‘Don’t Nolan’s portal be opened for seven days? How did you come?’

In Qiao Xiu's memory, Nolan's portal opening day should be seven days later.

‘If you use a special method to turn it on in advance, of course I can’t stay for too long.’

Smuggling again?

Qiao Xiu was wondering whether to ask the law enforcement officer to arrest the nun. After thinking about it carefully, he would just forget it.

‘Baijinghua Theater, when you arrive, you will notify me in a brief description and I will arrange someone to pick you up.’ Qiao Xiu replied to her.
Chapter completed!