Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 584 The Disappearing Opponent

Even though he noticed the excessive enthusiasm of the Rain Goddess, Almes' expression remained calm.

Lowry had just discovered that this guy had a very stable mentality, and there was almost no emotional fluctuation when he spoke. He even felt a little bit sad that good shoots would come out of bad bamboos... In less than a year, he had lost interest in observing Mr. Earl Ezra Hamilton.

He is a typical militant, but he is also rational and has a bottom line.

He's a nice neighbor, but he probably won't create anything that would make him feel happy and excited.

Then he doesn't need to be so careful.

But after realizing that Almes might be Hermes...what else is there to say?

Although in the eyes of normal people like him, the Rain Goddess is really crazy, vicious and brainless, but in the eyes of Almes...that means nothing!

If all the gods in his past world were beings like the Rain Goddess, they probably wouldn't have gone so crazy as to completely collapse.

What a pity!

In fact, he really wanted to invite this nature mage to visit his territory and have a conversation with Valeera, who had been groping for the way forward on her own!

But now, there is no need for that.

He even had some doubts about whether the natural companion on Almes' body that could transform into thousands of colorful threads was a real plant.

"Casimir, give them some earth-shaking." Almes smiled and instructed the sturdy man who had been standing in front of him.

"No problem!" Casimir waved the giant sword in his hand, and suddenly a huge shield nearly three meters long appeared in his other hand.

The shield spun rapidly in his hand, and the strong wind it created instantly dispersed the fog in front of them.

Then Casimir let out a wild roar, jumped into the air with force, and his flying huge shield slammed heavily into the yard.

Only a half-meter pit was left in its original place.

"Let's go in too! Master Toronto." Almes smiled and extended his hand to invite.

Lori nodded wordlessly and followed.

He could understand Almes's behavior.

After all, the guys who created the fog definitely knew that there were two mages among the people coming.

If you look closely, you can find that there's something wrong with the tiny glimmer in the mist.

Almes asked Lori in a pretentious manner, just because he didn't want outsiders to know that he could also sense the properties of the fog.

The mages in this world have actually always been quite strong, and are not completely incapable of competing with the gods.

Therefore, the gods will naturally come up with various ways to check and balance these wizards.

Things with magic-breaking properties have always been the most expensive and fastest-selling magic materials... Although there are many people who want to buy them, the major temples definitely have the most.

Then they wouldn't be able to rush into the mist of the Rain Goddess with the magic shield.

Besides, the shield attribute that Almes disguised as a nature mage can use is very simple and is more easily restricted by the fog.

But physical storms like Casimir are very suitable.

Moreover, at the moment he rushed out, Almes also added several layers of protection for him.

If something goes wrong, they can find another way to get in.

However, at present, the other party is not able to be so cruel.

Lori, who was following behind Almes, stared at him with burning eyes... Although he had plenty of experience in serious combat, he was still a little lacking in the ability to deal with evildoers, especially lunatics and fools.

Whether it is overt or covert, as long as you are calm enough, quick enough in reaction and steady enough in work style, you can handle it to some extent.

But a normal person can't let some water enter his head while dealing with the wind and sand, right?

Then we can only rely on experience to deal with it.

Is there anyone in this world who has more experience than Hermes?
He is Zeus's messenger and herald, the most caring person!

He can still live so clearly, which shows his mentality and ability.

Lowry walked calmly... Although Casimir did not jump again, he never stopped waving the huge shield in his hand.

Indeed, the fog and storm created by his shield could not close quickly around them.

However, Lori felt that the more important reason was that the host in the fog believed Almes' nonsense and regarded Casimir as a kind of giant shield knight... that is, the holy knight of the Church of the Earth who would have infinite power and endurance when stepping on the earth, and had a similar status and ability to the Storm Knight.

As a result, although Casimir still used strength, he did not rely on the earth.

Lori looked down at the frozen ground and smiled sneerfully... No matter how hard the Rain Goddess struggled, once she condensed the water into ice, her divine power would quickly disappear from the ice.

It should not be said that it disappeared, but rather that it turned into another attribute.

A property she had absolutely no control over.

The Lord of Ice should have won a great victory in his battle for souls.

Even Rosalind, the goddess of rain, probably couldn't completely control it.

It seems that there are escape routes everywhere, but there are pitfalls in every escape route... This goddess is really smart to the extreme. The garden is not big, so they soon saw the two sides of the battle.

"Yo~ Toronto, you're here!"

There was also Evelyn Costa standing on a big tree, doing something unknown.

"Sister Evelyn, who are these people?" Lowry disappeared again, and only Toronto was left.

Almes couldn't help but turn his head to look.

He seemed to sense the difference between Toronto and Lowry.

It's incredible that a mortal can disguise the aura of his soul so perfectly.

Even if one is a god, not everyone can achieve such a flawless level.

Evelyn Costa, who was standing on the top of the tree, waved her hand and said, “I know that Storm Bishop Blair.

A Storm Rider on horseback came from behind.

They had a long argument, but they killed the same group of people. "

Toronto smiled, summoning a gust of wind that sent him to the top of the tree.

"That's Celestia McMillan." Almes smiled and joined the conversation, "She and Priest Schroeder don't have a very friendly relationship.

Hmm...angry, probably because Duke Schroeder brought his family and Archdeacon McMillan to see the Lord of Storms."

Although no one here is probably qualified to enter the Kingdom of the Storm Lord, he still has to be polite.

"You, what did you say?" Bishop Blair shouted in extreme surprise. He was almost injured by two enemies opposite him who were dressed in black leather and had masks with strange patterns on their faces.

Evelyn Costa, who was equally surprised, saved him by throwing a hammer.

Toronto was a little surprised: “I thought you were standing there for nothing!
They just let you intervene and save people?"

"Originally, there was a woman dressed strangely trying to stop me, but after you came in, she suddenly disappeared." Evelyn Costa curled her lips and bared her teeth at the two men in black who were glaring at her, "It seems that she failed to stop me.

So, the Schroeder family is completely wiped out?"

"Two children were left behind." Almes answered readily, "I guess by the time we're done here, the Duke's great-grandson will be ready to take over."

As for what happened to the other one, it could be seen from the fact that Celestia, who had been listening silently, suddenly went crazy and fought like that.

Blair, who was standing back to back with her, said stiffly: "Why are you angry?

The position of chief priest is not really hereditary.

The young master is only twelve years old and has just become a pastor.

There are so many descendants of the McMillan family, there can't be one who is stronger than the young master, right?
Anyway, as long as you come up with one, the Schroeder family won’t be able to compete.

The main temple can't just talk nonsense, right?"

Celestia turned around and glared at him fiercely, and the speed of swinging the sword in her hand instantly doubled... She really hated this kind of guy who talked without any pain!

It is a surprise for a pure-blooded knight family to produce a magic professional.

This magic professional also needs to have good talent... or just luck.

There is no way McMillan would spend all his money to extend the life of the deputy priest even if there is any chance!
If it were used to train new people, it would be enough to send three of him to the position of bishop.

Evelyn Costa looked at the two men and said, "Strange, their hatred for each other has decreased. Why?
I thought they would suddenly side with their enemies after hearing such a tragic ending!"

Toronto laughed: "What are you talking about? Sister Evelyn, the enemy in front of them belongs to the Lord of Storms."

Generally speaking, a person who colludes with the enemy of the entire faction because of internal strife can be called a traitor.

"Is this my main point?" Evelyn Costa accused him unhappily, "Don't I understand?

Stupid little brother.

Why are you answering my ridicule of them?"

Toronto just felt confused, but he still chose to remain silent.

After so many years of getting along, he had no interest in arguing with Evelyn Costa.

This lady is not unreasonable, she just speaks her mind.

Almes was a little confused about the two men's reactions.

Knowing that a group of people suddenly disappeared from the scene...the adventurers who rushed in behind Evelyn Costa and Toronto at the beginning were not there.

There was no trace of the woman who had the power to stop Evelyn Costa.

These two people can still chat and laugh here, without any worries about being attacked... Could it be?
He thought about it and joined the conversation again: “In order not to bring trouble to the great-grandson of Priest Schroeder, Blair must get along with the McMillan family before that person is able to stand on his own feet.

As for Celestia... In order to prevent the Storm Lord Temple from suddenly sending a troublesome guy to the North, we must unite all the living forces, even the bishop who is biased towards the Schroeder family.

Otherwise, when the main temple comes to seek advice, the result will definitely be very exciting."

(End of this chapter)