Book Four: Chaos Chapter Twenty-Six Poor Trap and Talent
The room is not too big, and there are no complicated decorations or items. There is no need for these here. Bishop Eschar sat at the desk and looked at the accumulated volumes. They were all sent by the dioceses of Erathia.
Report on the preparations for the war in Eufor. Next to him was another Cardinal Adela, and the young Templar was repeating to them what the Templars had told him.
"My name is Sandro...?" Bishop Adela muttered, frowning her slender and beautiful eyebrows like a woman, and suddenly smiled at the Templar. "What do you mean?"
"It shouldn't be the respected former president." The young Templar said to the two bishops politely. "From many places, this person should be the person that the seniors have been looking for.
"
Escher didn't even raise his head, looking at the volume in his hand expressionlessly, and said absently: "It takes no more energy for Sandro to kill Talis than it does to kill a little hen, and besides
He should have passed the age where he loves to play with little girls, and he would not have the heart to go to Erathia to make mischief. Everyone can tell that this is the boy we have been looking for. What Adela means is, this
Why do you want to give me this name?"
"Why?" The Templar thought for a while. He looked very good-looking when he was thinking. His brows were slightly wrinkled on his originally masculine and handsome face, and the blue of the sea in his eyes became subtly darker. This expression was enough to make
Most women were fascinated. He smiled bitterly. "I don't know. Is it because Knight Talis asked him. He just answered casually?"
"You are still too young, haha." Bishop Adela lightly tapped the Templar's forehead. His fingers were snow-white and slender, with not even an unsightly skin fold, which even women rarely have.
There are such hands. "If you can think as much as your father, you will know. There is a reason behind a person's random actions and words."
"What's the reason?" the Templar asked humbly.
"The person's character, mentality, and the environment at the time are all affecting his casualness. In fact, in a real sense, those casual words and casual actions are what truly expose a person's innermost things. Far more than what he says
Where did the tirade or whose comment come from?" Adela smiled and carefully guided the young junior. "You should know this person's character better than we do. Think about it, his answer is based on
In terms of his character, what does his mentality indicate?"
"Sandru should be his teacher... he must have a good relationship with him... Is it fun to casually announce this name at that time..." The Templar's brows frowned more and more. Even his eyes were filled with tears.
He slowly closed his eyes because he was thinking hard. After pondering, his eyes suddenly opened, and a sudden light burst out from them. "There is no casual mentality at all. He is not the kind of person who talks nonsense. And he is now
He is a wanted criminal in the entire continent, and he is always on guard, not to mention that he is still disguised among a group of thieves who want money rather than their lives. Every move is made after careful consideration in his heart. In other words, he said that on purpose.
of."
"That's right. By analogy, he is worthy of being the son of Inham." Adela smiled and gently raised her palms. Eschar, who was looking at the file, also raised his head to glance at the Templar and nodded slightly.
The Templar smiled bitterly and said, "Then let's talk about what his intention was. Is it... a frame-up?"
"I'm praising you for being smart." Adela waved her finger. "Who do you think this sentence is meant for? Is it really that simple-minded girl Talis?"
The Templar thought for a moment, understood immediately, and smiled. "He meant it to the seniors. What he said was..."
"It's just superfluous. In fact, there are enough things that can explain his identity. But he deliberately added this sentence, and his intention is obvious." Escher finished reading the file in his hand, sighed, and said
Explain all the meanings in this sentence clearly and clearly. "The only purpose of this sentence is that he wants to express his identity to us."
"It seems like he deliberately let Talis go to report the news." Adela also nodded. "The person who rescued her might be that kid's helper, Talis said.
Is this person alive? Catch him and question him carefully."
The Templar replied, "She didn't say much about this. Even when I asked her, she vaguely mentioned that she might not be someone worthy of care, but just a temporary helper from a good guy."
"Don't worry about those little sesames. But that kid specifically told us that he would go to Tularion. What is he doing? Want to set a trap against us?"
The Templar thought for a while and said: "This is a bit complicated. It is said that he joined a group of thieves who went to capture elves and went to Tularion..."
"Thieves can also capture elves? Haha..." Adela laughed. "Can even thieves break the barrier of Tularion Forest at will? Well, the last elves masters more than a hundred years ago
The boundary built with all our strength. Although it is not as good as the barrier created by the essence of heaven and earth like the Forest of Whispers and our Diya Valley, it is definitely a masterpiece of magic. Even if we want to break it, it will take some effort."
"But I heard that the thieves group did crack the elves' barrier, and even captured a few elves and sold them for a lot of gold coins. So this time they gathered all their hands to attack Tularion, and that kid also has this talent.
Joining them, I feel that these thieves may have something in their hands that we don’t know about..."
"It's not in the hands, it's behind the back." Eskel deduced that he was a Templar. "If this is true, it can only mean that there is someone behind this group of thieves..." He frowned and thought for a while, then snorted coldly. "
Since that kid is among them, the guy behind it must be Cedros. He has always been quite accomplished in the use of magic, and he has contacts with Tularion and is familiar with the enchantments of the elves. The situation in Eufor now is like this
Nervous. He was distracted and engaged in these tricks with this kid, which shows that this trick is not simple."
"Using that kid as a bait to lure us to Tularion, either to deal with us or to use us." Cardinal Erathia frowned with a disdainful expression, as if he had eaten less delicious tea. "
A clumsy trap."
"Cedros has always been flawless in his work, but this time there is such a big flaw, which shows that the kid's self-righteousness may account for most of it." Adela concluded in the end. An incident that seemed seamless and seemed to happen by chance happened between two people.
Based on personal inference, the cocoon was peeled off and the true face was gradually revealed. The Templar showed admiration on his face.
"Because we only know so much about the situation, we can only infer so far." Adela sighed, as if she was a little embarrassed. "I have to admit that although this trap is clumsy, it is still somewhat lethal. Because we
We really want to catch that kid, but our self-esteem as a noble guild member does not allow us to stop because of such a clumsy trap..."
The Templar said: "This time Lord Knight Lancelot asked me to go to Tularion with Talis and two Temple Knights to destroy this band of thieves. I will go explore the way and see what happens.
.”
"Three temple knights? Lancelot still seems to care about restoring the reputation of his apprentice. However, this lineup may not have any problem against others. It may be a bit difficult to face the kind of trap set up to deal with noble guild members.
Barely." Adela's face turned cold and she snorted coldly. "Maybe that bastard from Oufu is waiting there. No, if you want to do something, I won't be able to explain it to your father. Then just like
As that boy wishes, I am the most idle person in the guild, so I will go and have a look."
The Templar was startled: "But... this is obviously a trap..."
"It depends on whether he can pull it off. Of course I will bring a bodyguard." Adela smiled at Eskel. "Are you going to join in the fun?"
Escher waved the scroll on his hand, sighed and said: "I'm very busy. You go, just catch that kid anyway. Do you want Lao Juan to send Lancelot as yours?"
Bodyguard?"
"Of course, I have to guard against that guy. I have Lancelot as my bodyguard. Unless..." Adela thought for a moment and smiled again, her smile was gentler and more beautiful than a woman's. "Nothing unless."
In the Papal Hall, Pope Magnus listened to Bishop Eschar's report. Bishop Adela stood quietly beside the Pope.
His Majesty Magnus has white hair, two slender snow-white eyebrows, and a white beard hanging like a neat piece of silver thread on his face. His face is not too old, kind and energetic, and he is wearing a snow-white papal robe.
Just looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem to be as majestic as Eschar as he is now. But he, perhaps the most powerful old man in the entire continent, no longer needs any external authority.
"Although Knight Talis's failure in Erathia cannot be blamed on her this time, the consequences were quite serious. Queen Katherine has always been resistant to talents, using the rampant thieves in the country as an excuse to refuse.
Ignoring His Majesty's order will undoubtedly make a big fuss this time. Moreover, the prestige of the church and the glory of the Lord have also been dimmed in this failure, which will have a great impact on the confidence of the believers who are about to fight against Ouf. So I ask
Your Majesty asked Knight Commander Lancelot to go to Erathia and wipe out all those little bandits."
"Asking Strong Slot to deal with a group of thieves? Is it making too much of a fuss?" The Pope showed an incomprehensible wry smile, as if he heard someone using a legendary magic weapon to kill cockroaches.
"Your Majesty, this is not just as simple as annihilating thieves, but also a time to establish prestige. These villains must be eliminated with overwhelming force, and the countries that are about to fight the evil orc lair will feel the majesty of the Lord and increase their numbers.
The confidence. So this time there is no chance of any mistakes. And it is said that there are many evil pagans in the thieves group. I am afraid there is a bigger enemy behind it. Only Knight Commander Lancelot personally led the temple knights to plan the attack.
Only in this way can we ensure nothing goes wrong.”
"Well..." The Pope hesitated.
"Your Majesty, please let Sir Lancelot go." Bishop Adela suddenly said. "And I also want to go to Erathia with Sir Lancelot this time."
"What are you going to do?" The Pope frowned and turned to look at him.
"Other bishops are working day and night in various places to spread the glory of the Lord. I think I can't covet ease in Celeste. It's better to go out and experience. This time it is a good opportunity to help the knights deal with those heretics.
, and there will never be any poor people with Sir Lancelot accompanying you."
The Pope thought for a while. When he frowned, his eyebrows that were drooping at the ends were tied into a knot in the middle. Finally he sighed, nodded to Escher and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say.
Do it.”
Bishop Escher withdrew. The Pope said to Adela: "You also go down. Call me Lancelot by the way."
"Yes." Adela bowed and stepped back.
"I don't care about what you are doing with the Diyagu gang. I just want to remind you not to mess around too much." Just when Adela was about to walk out of the Pope's Hall, His Majesty Magnus suddenly said.
He has a calm and casual tone, and a somewhat friendly tone, like a father who is gentle and persuasive to his children.
Adela paused slightly, turned around and bent over. She said, "Yes."
Not long after, Lancelot, the Knight Commander of the Temple, came to the Papal Hall alone.
If there is only one well-known living legend in the world, then Lancelot is the only one. If there is a real paladin in the world, then this title will definitely and can only fall on his head.
superior.
Ever since he mentioned his spear and sword at the age of fifteen, his life has become a life-long story sung by bards. He has spent his whole life fighting for the light, warning the evil and punishing the rapist, and safeguarding the illusory and perhaps as important as
Taishan's justice and kindness. Before he was twenty-five years old, he roamed all over the Western Continent and wiped out countless thieves and evil forces. After he was twenty-five, he joined the church and became a temple knight, fighting with various pagans and nuns.
There are countless large and small battles between Gen's monsters. Ten years ago, in the biggest battle between the church and Negan's land, he once led ten other temple knights and templar warriors directly into Negan's land.
In the underground world, he used dozens of people to kill countless monsters in the huge dark world. Although in the end only he and the other two Temple Knights were able to survive the dark area. However, Negan was also seriously injured, and the harpies were even more powerful.
It was almost uprooted, and in the past ten years there has been almost no earthly movement.
He is forty-five years old today. He is tall and strong, with long brown hair. The scars on his face cannot hide his original handsome outline. Every move he makes reveals the rhythm of a warrior. Countless battles have left countless marks on him.
In addition to the unclear scars, he has also been condensed into a kind of work of art.
"I heard that Knight Talis's mission in Erathia went wrong?" the Pope asked...
"Yes." The Temple Knight Commander replied. "She has reported the specific situation to me. Although she also made mistakes, there were actually several pagans with amazing strength mixed in the thieves group. I have sent three Temple Knights.
We will also go with the newly joined Templar, they should be enough to wipe out this group of heretics."
The Pope seemed to suddenly remember something and asked: "The newly joined Templar... seems to be called Javi?"
"Yes. It was recommended by Bishop Adela to join."
"What do you think of him?" The Pope asked a strange question.
Lancelot thought for a while and uttered two words: "Very good." His voice was obviously very light, but it gave people the feeling of being as steady as a mountain and as deep as the sea.
"How good is it?" the Pope continued.
"At his age... I can only be like him at most." Lancelot paused, then added. "No, maybe not as good as him. According to Ai, who is responsible for teaching magic to the Templars.
Bishop Delik said that his talent in magic... is unrivaled by anyone in Celeste."
"Oh?" The Pope's face was full of surprise, and he nodded and smiled. "You really hit me with a rare talent."
"He is indeed a rare talent. Not only is his talent in martial arts and magic amazing, but the most rare thing is his character and tolerance. He does not have the impetuousness of young people, but his mind and judgment are impeccable. I arranged for him to test him.
Several difficult tasks, and he surprised me every time. In time, he will definitely be the backbone of the Temple Knights."
The Pope nodded and continued to ask calmly: "He doesn't have any shortcomings? Can geniuses really fall from the sky?"
"I haven't found it yet." Lancelot felt something was wrong in the Pope's words, and added: "I have investigated his origins. Although I did not find the hermit who taught him martial arts since he was a child, but
There are indeed people who are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the mountains and wilderness. But there are really no problems in other aspects."
"Of course there won't be any problems." The Pope sighed, said something that the Knight Commander didn't quite understand, and then said to the Knight Commander: "By the way, tell me everything Knight Talis reported to you.
Don’t miss anything, let me see what it’s like.”
Lancelot recounted everything the knight told him in detail to the Pope, and the Pope listened carefully. But when the man named him, the Pope suddenly lost his voice in surprise: "What?
Sandro?"
"Your Majesty knows this person?" Lancelot also looked surprised.
The Pope did not answer, but just thought about it. The expression on his face slowly changed from surprise to surprise, and finally he laughed, even out loud.
Lancelot looked confused. He didn't understand why a heretic who obviously used evil magic could make His Majesty the Pope so happy.
"This time I want you to go to the Turalion Forest to deal with this matter in person. Bishop Adela will go with you." The Pope smiled and said to Lancelot as if he remembered something happy.
"Yes." Lancelot bowed and replied. He did not ask the reason for this arrangement. He only knew that the Pope must have a reason.
"The most important thing for you this time is to bring me the man who calls himself Sandro." The Pope slowed down his voice and said with emphasis. "Remember, bring him to me in his entirety."