Pillars of Ita

Chapter 1234 Communication Recovery

"What's the situation over there?"

"It's worse than I imagined. The disaster tree sprouted in the forest almost overnight. I have never seen such a spectacular sight. It is at least three hundred feet high..."

"Norisianen, Cuiyin Castle, where else is there now? Why don't we count them separately?"

"One from Bathbard."

"There is one each in Shivannar and Morning Dew Valley."

"Damn it, so many? The entire North will fall at this rate. Doesn't the Silver Wind Watch already have a way to deal with them? When will they set off?"

"I guess the alliance will have to deal with the Norishien plant first, and then head north. Didn't you notice that this time the gray region grew from the Gus gray region again..."

"It's indeed too much of a coincidence. Although most of the attacks on the Saint's Society in the past came from the Silver Wind Watchers, is it really true?"

"Most? All! Everyone knows what the Guild Alliance wants to do. They want to eradicate the influence of the Temple. The Linoril Council is most likely behind the scenes fanning the flames."

"But now the evidence is irrefutable. The Silver Wind Watcher's methods may be despicable, but the Sacred Forest may not be any better."

"Ironclad evidence. Where is the ironclad evidence? Did anyone see the white tide emerging from the Gus disaster area? This is all just speculation."

"There are actually supporters of the Saint Maiden Society here. Could it be that someone has been so bewitched by those Saint Whores that he can't even walk? Then let me ask you, who brought the Gray Branch into Silver Wind Harbor two months ago and caused the riot?"

"Who stole the Holy White Tree Heart? Someone witnessed them hanging out with a group of vicious bandits, attacking Oak Hill and taking away the two mountain lords?"

Aljean was so angry that his veins were throbbing, and he stared at the words flowing on the screen:

"Keep your mouth shut, those are just slanders."

"Slander? These are not rumors, but news that have been seen in newspapers. Several of them are affiliated with the Star Ring. You can't say that the whole world is slandering you, right?"

"Those newspapers are funded by the Linoril Council."

"Do you have evidence? You can't just ask me to show you the evidence, right? You might as well say that the whole world is controlled by the Guild Alliance. Everyone doesn't like those guys in the Alliance, but the Alliance is not a frame that can fit anything into it."

"Also, pictures speak louder than words. This is a picture my friend took from the Elven Court. Let's see if this gray disaster originated in the Guth Disaster Area."

Aljean looked at the pictures that appeared in the community, and finally realized something. He turned his head sharply and looked in the direction of the Elf Court.

The young man swore in French with a thick regional accent.

The Autumn Glade had been closed for many days, and the ships that docked from Fortier were still stranded there. They were the last group of passengers to leave Fortier and enter the Elven Court, and they were able to stay in the Autumn Glade thanks to their identity as the Seven Seas Brigade.

There were no outsiders here at all. Apart from them and the elves, there were people from the guild alliance. The members of the Seven Seas Brigade would not be bored enough to attack the Saint's Society, and the Elf Court did not need the services of the Chosen Ones. At present, only people from the guild alliance could send out these photos.

Argen almost immediately understood the other party's intention, but he had no way to refute it because these pictures were real. He had been fighting against these monsters that emerged from the gray matter all day, and only managed to stabilize the front line by leading the Son of Light.

He could only curse inwardly that God had no eyes, why did it happen at this time. But this incident was too coincidental for him to help but wonder if there was really something wrong with the sacred forest.

He looked at Meryl who was not far away. The elf girl and her companions were all natives of Ataliyah, and they had no idea that the communication had been restored. Moreover, even if they knew, they would have no time to care about it.

They were providing medical services to a group of wounded soldiers. Almost all of the elves' court mages were on the front line. The Elf King had to gather these unicorn girls together to form a medical logistics team.

There are more than ten unicorn girls here. Except for Meryl and Ailuoya, most of them are from noble families in Autumn Forest. But the girls behave in the same way. Most of them are meticulous and patient, willing to work hard, carefully treating the wounds of the wounded and soothing their emotions.

Argen suddenly felt a little guilty, not only because he couldn't speak up for these kind unicorn girls, but also because of the doubts he had previously had.

Even if there was something wrong with the Holy Forest, it was the problem of the Elders' Council, he couldn't help thinking. Meryl was born in Silverwind Harbor, so what did the faraway Gus Grey Region have to do with her?

The things about the Heart of the Sacred Tree and the Gray Branch were even more ridiculous. He had never seen her do anything bad, but she was just being criticized for no reason.

I wonder where Captain Ed and his men are. Can they solve this trouble?

A voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Arjan," the voice of the little girl from the military came from not far away. He recognized that she was from the third division, but he was not very familiar with her. "Communication between the two worlds has been restored. Please inform Miss Alyssa."

"Where are Lark, Marigold, and Ian?" the young man asked. "I don't have Miss Alisa's communication ID."

"They went to the front line," the young military girl came over and said to him, "I don't have one either, but Miss Elisa should be in the Hall of the Former King right now, keeping an eye on the people from the Guild Alliance. I'll take care of them. Please take this letter to Miss Elisa."

Algen nodded, knowing that he shouldn't ask too many questions. He couldn't help much at the moment, but as a ranger, he could still deliver the letter.

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"Boss, communication between the two worlds has been restored."

Hehir listened to the report from his subordinates and nodded silently. Although he was a little surprised that the communication between the two worlds was restored at this time after being interrupted for more than half a year, he understood that the restoration of communication was actually a good thing for the advancement of the alliance's plan.

"Keep in touch with headquarters and report the situation here to the club." Halsey answered calmly, but her eyes did not leave the elves' courtyard in the distance. She led the Sons of Light to form several lines of defense there. There were dark columns of smoke hanging in the sky. The spells of wizards and elementals had caused several fires, which had been burning for a day and a night.

"Halsey," Avani still looked a little worried, "The Elven Court has no intention of giving in. Those people have been watching us for a long time. There is no news coming back from the Sacred Forest. Aren't you worried that they will enter the forest?"

"Just now, Nightingale received a letter and left with their people," he continued, "I always feel that something is wrong. Do they have any plans?"

"A letter?"

"Yes, it was sent by a young man named Arjan," his team members reported, "He is not a member of the Seven Seas Brigade. He came here with them from Silver Wind Harbor. He is related to the two unicorn girls."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Halsey asked.

"Boss, they haven't left the Elven Court."

Halsey looked at the other dragon riders beside her. The dragon riders of Pillar of Stars and Ragnarok were indifferent. They were just here to receive orders.

Ming clicked his tongue while looking at the pictures on the community, "So you think the Gray Region of Gus was caused by the Saint Girl?"

When the communication between the two worlds was just restored, she wanted to try to contact the little guy, but after hesitating for a while, she gave up.

She couldn't help the other party in any way at the moment, so there was no need to create trouble, but she already knew where her good friend Juliana was, and that was enough.

Halsey and Avani glanced at her. "Okay, stop pretending," Avani said unhappily, "Everyone knows that this is a mission from above. These people have nothing to do with us. Our target is the Sea Witch and the Crown of Helin, as well as the information she has."

"Now that he's causing trouble, it's our best chance to take action. He's in the second division and is related to the Gray Disaster. We have a legitimate reason to do so, and even their people can't protect him. The key now is to make the elves give in. As long as the Elven Court doesn't take action, a Sea Witch alone is nothing."

"So now we can't let him enter the forest and meet the Elf Saint," the Construct Queen teased, "Didn't you reach an agreement with the female bishop? She also convinced the Council of Elders. Are you still worried that the Holy Forest can't stop him?"

"Why, do you mean that we still have to send five dragon knights to capture a kid who is not even at the Silver Rank?" Ming smiled, "I don't mind, but how do you plan to get past Soria Deep Shadow?"

Avani was speechless for a while. Although his mind told him that there would be absolutely no problem in the Holy Forest, he couldn't let go of his worries when he thought about the strange fight between him and the young man, which resulted in the loss of a large amount of starlight.

In theory, the matter of Giant Tree Hill had little to do with him, but the things and information on the Sea Witch were too important, and the guild alliance would never give up.

He couldn't help but look at Halsey who was standing beside him. He always had a bad feeling in his heart, and always felt that something would go wrong somewhere. Although Halsey was the youngest among them, or even a "junior", she was the most thoughtful one among them.

The coalition forces of the Second Division that he led had defeated the coalition forces of the Holy Sacrament Guild and the Mourning Guild twice in the Turbid Sea. Avani had fought him personally and was convinced by the Nightingale Tenth King. After all, Dragon Knights did not care about seniority, and everyone spoke with strength.

Halsey shook her head slightly: "Don't worry about the sacred grove."

"But——" Avani couldn't help but say.

But what Halsey said next made Ming nervous, "Even if he goes to the Forest Realm, he can't solve the problem. The elves can't solve the root cause of the 'Gray Realm', so they have to give in to us."

His eyes fell on the Construct Queen. "Ms. Ming, you can tell them this, but it is meaningless. You might as well ask them to stop and consider cooperating with us. The Sea Witch and him may not necessarily be our enemies. The allies can also accept to cooperate with them."

Ming couldn't help but put down the communication crystal in her hand and looked coldly at the Nightingale Tenth King. For a moment she was indeed moved. This might be a solution to the problem.

Otherwise, she would never have thought of how Fang He and the others would break through the siege. Like Halsey, she certainly understood that the guild alliance had made up its mind this time. Although Loofah had always been at ease outside the boundaries of the alliance, that was because the lady had not yet touched the core interests of the guild.

Even Miss Sword of the World would probably find it difficult to cope with such a strong encirclement and suppression.

Although the little guy has created miracles more than once, a miracle is called a miracle because it is difficult to replicate. It is impossible for anyone to be lucky all the time.

But Ming smiled bitterly in her heart. She realized that she was not unwilling to do this, but she suddenly realized that would her persuasion really make sense?

She could even imagine Fang He's answer -

If the other party was willing to compromise easily, there wouldn't have been such a big commotion in the empire. His students appear gentle on the surface, but their hearts are as hard as steel.

She was even a little disappointed. The little guy would definitely think that she, as a teacher, was not as honest and reliable as he imagined.

Halsey watched her actions silently, without objection or comment. He certainly knew what he was doing, and if there was even a glimmer of hope, he would let his sister go, but reason told him that this was the best solution.

He turned around and said, "Everyone, get ready to leave. I'm afraid there is something wrong with that 'letter'."

Avani was startled and looked at the other party with some surprise. He was worried that something might happen in the Sacred Forest, but he didn't expect that the Nightingale Tenth King would care about the letter. "What happened in the Sacred Forest is not worth our attention," said Halsey, "but we can't let the person holding the letter leave the Elven Court. I suspect that the other party may know something."

"Murilik," he looked at the dragon rider of the Pillar of Stars, "Please go to the Ancient Tree Courtyard. I suspect they went there."

"Are they going to see the eldest princess?"

Halsey nodded slowly.

……

Ozbar looked at the two adults sitting behind the desk somewhat awkwardly. He knew the one in the coat and with a big belly. He was a member of the Linoril Parliament and one of the powerful figures in the Silver Wind Harbor Municipal Office.

As for the elven scholar, he was much more unfamiliar. He was wearing an exquisite robe and seemed to be from a wealthy aristocratic family. His speech and behavior alone showed that he was extraordinary, which made him dare not act rashly.

"Ozbar, male, human, 46 years old. I heard that you are the head of the Saint's Society in the Wind and Mist Zone. Not long ago, you were involved in the Gray Branch Incident. A unicorn girl named Fanny cleared your name and proved your innocence. Since then, you have become the coordinator of the Saint's Society in the Wind and Mist Zone."

Kalandir looked through the other party's files, raised his head and asked in a gentle voice.

"Yes, sir... No, sir, it is precisely because of joining them that I have seen the evil within the Saint's Society. They have one set of standards on the surface, but another behind the scenes..."

"I saw with my own eyes that they colluded with the cultists and brought the ash branches into Silverwind Harbor. They secretly planted them one night, which nearly caused a disaster."

"I must remind you, Mr. Ozbar, that the Gray Branch Disaster did not occur in the Wind and Fog Region." Kalandir shook his head and tapped on the notebook with a brush.

Ozbal was stuck for a moment, his mind went blank, and he couldn't help but look at the congressman.

Kalandir added: "Besides, you got into trouble during the Gray Branch Disaster, and only after that did the Holy Maidens of the Wind and Mist District help you clear your name. How did you join the Holy Maidens before that?"

"I..." Ozbal was sweating profusely, trying to recall the confession those people taught him, "No... It's like this, I remembered it wrongly. One day I heard them talking about this unintentionally."

There was a burst of snickering sounds all around, and several allied Chosen Ones looked at this guy as if he were a joke.

Kalandir shook his head, but he couldn't laugh at all.

The congressman beside him smiled and said, "Well, Mr. Ozbar, don't be impatient. Did you hear anything else?"

"I, I also heard them discussing the disaster tree. That incident was also caused by the negligence of the Grand Saint. The Saints took the disaster tree to another place in order to cover up the negligence of Her Majesty the Saint."

"Even the disaster tree Ninimeier was their work..."

"Who are they?" Kalandir asked, "Mr. Ozbar, are you pointing out that the Holy Maidens of the Wind and Mist Region planted the disaster tree Ninimer?"

"No... I'm not..." Ozbal was a little dumbfounded. Everyone knows the origin of the disaster tree Ninimere. It may be related to the cultists, but it definitely has nothing to do with a small Holy Maiden Association in the Wind and Fog Zone.

But the councillor interrupted him, "Ozbar, have you heard them talk about other orders of saints?"

"Yes," Ozbar nodded quickly, "That's what I meant."

"Mr. Flim," Carandil sneered, "how about I give you the pen and you write down your own guesses?"

"That's not the way to put it," Flim said. "I was just adding to his explanation."

He didn't want Carandil to delve further into the matter. After all, the parliament could afford to offend the Minister of Disaster Investigation, but he didn't want to take the blame.

So he continued to ask the other party:

"Mr. Ozbar, did you see anything else?"

"...and," Ozbal racked his brains and stuttered back some lines, "on the surface, they provide help to the neighborhood, but...in fact, they often take the opportunity to plunder benefits, accept bribes, and line their own pockets. That is why the temple can accumulate so much money and property..."

Flim coughed heavily. "The Holy Grove has clarified that the Holy Maiden Society has no relationship with them, and has revoked their qualifications to preach in Silver Wind Harbor."

Ozbar was startled and quickly replied, "I understand, I understand."

Karandil slowly put away his pipe and said, "Tell me how they enriched themselves?"

"They collected benefits from different people and raised religious donations, claiming that they were offering them to Lady Aimaya."

"But as far as I know, this is a long-standing rule of the temple, and the collection does not include money, but only some sacrifices and food."

"But if the Temple doesn't acknowledge its relationship with them, it would be illegal fundraising," Flim reminded. "Have they committed any other illegal acts?"

Ozbar said quickly, "Of course, of course. They...they often speak ill of the City Hall, saying that the Silver Wind Watchers are attacking the Temple behind the scenes, and that all of this is led by the Parliament."

"They are not wrong," said Kalandil.

"Mr. Carandil," Flim said unhappily, "watch your words and actions."

Kalandir didn't even look at her. Instead, he looked at the middle-aged man sharply and asked, "Your confession also includes Ms. Funi who saved your life. Did she do these things too?"

Ozbar opened his mouth and suddenly felt a little nervous, as if the elf scholar was hiding something from his words.

But he looked at the congressman beside him, and suddenly he was inspired and said with tears in his eyes:

"Miss Funi certainly saved my life, sir, but Silverwind Harbor is where I live after all."

"I, I can't just sit there and watch the Saint's Society plot to destroy everything and deceive the public with a righteous appearance. That's why I decided to stand up and no longer cover up the Saint's Society's crimes."

"Can you take responsibility for what you said?" Flim asked.

Ozbark clicked his shell, but nodded vigorously with tears and snot.

"Alright, alright," Flim shook his head. "We already understand. You go down first, Mr. Ozbar. We believe in your enthusiasm for Silverwind Harbor. But right now, the Linoril Council has not really convicted the Saint's Society. Please keep your words today confidential."

The middle-aged man immediately nodded with tears of gratitude.

Kalandir watched the other party leave coldly.

Flim turned around and looked at him and said, "As you can see, some people are not worth saving. One moment they were loyal fans of the Saint's Society, but the next moment they wanted to cut off all ties with their savior."

"That's because someone held a knife to his neck, Flim."

"You may not believe it," the congressman shook his head gently, "No, they may be upset because they were deceived, or they may be shaken by the words of others, so they are eager to cut off everything from the past. Not everyone has the courage to take responsibility, especially not everyone has the same origin and background as you-"

"Then I have to thank you for reminding me, Mr. Flim. But the parliament doesn't need my vote, so why put on this show in front of me?"

"After all, I completely agree with your opinion to go to war with the Saints' Association. They are the weakest link of the Sacred Forest. Of course, this is thanks to that naive princess."

Kalandir replied casually, "Everything is going as you planned. I guess the Sacred Forest will soon have to give in, and the Elven Court will be next."

"In the end, if everything goes as you wish, the Council will become the savior of Giant Tree Hill. Then what does all this have to do with me?"

He even made a quip: "After all, I am the head of the Disaster Investigation Department, and there will soon be no more disasters for me to investigate."

"What we want is your father's forgiveness, Carandil."

"He understood, I said."

The Elf Scholar stood up indifferently, grabbed his coat, and walked out. "Of course, there is also that one. Flim, you don't have to worry about him so much. He is not in Sanshak now. He went to the Elf Court."

"He went to the Elven Court?" Flim couldn't help but repeat: "Wait, what is he doing there? Carandil, stop right there, where are you going?"

"Go and save them," Kalandir said, "I can't just watch you send those innocent girls into the fire pit. I might as well be frank with you, Flim. You can notify the Silver Wind Watchers to stop me."

The group of Chosen Ones standing behind the two men stared in amazement as the usually gentle and polite elven scholar slammed the door and walked out, but none of them had the intention to stop him.

On the contrary, I feel a bit of admiration.

After all, the affairs of the unicorn girl have nothing to do with them, and the alliance is not always solid. They are just carrying out the mission.

Flim slumped down and couldn't help wiping his sweat. He didn't plan to inform the Silver Wind Watchers. There were plenty of unicorn girls, and the parliament didn't specify which one was needed.

Even if Kalandil was a man who rebelled against the heaven, so what?

What's more, the other party has already told him the attitude of the mountain lord, plus the whereabouts of Soria Deepshadow. This can be regarded as an exchange. As long as the other party is not near Sanshak, the parliament can safely advance the plan.

He let out a long breath, and these unicorns would be considered as bargaining chips to be exchanged with that guy.

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