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"Have you made contact?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo An realized he had said something stupid.

Heather frowned slightly, then nodded. "Levi will take over your job. Come with me."

After saying that, Heather turned and left, silently walking into the snow.

Luo An quickly arranged the report, then picked up the parchment scroll and shook off the saliva stains on it, praying that Lord Levi wouldn't notice, before leaving the tent.

Even as snow fell, the moon still hung in the sky, its clear light falling on Heather's silver shoulder armor, reflecting a layer of cold, eerie glow.

She stood tall and straight in the snow, her eyes closed. Her golden hair and cloak fluttered gently in the cold wind, making her look like a statue.

A very subtle airflow swirled around him, silently brushing away the snowflakes that were about to fall on him.

Even Luo An was stunned for a moment.

That's an amazing breathing technique.

Heather's Kite Breath carries a sharp, cutting aura. She lets her breath flow around her body to ward off the wind and snow, yet not even a hair is harmed.

Even Luo An couldn't achieve such precision in controlling his breathing at his current level.

Surprised as he was, Luo An still walked over to Heather and bowed slightly.

"Your Lordship"

Heather nodded, then turned and led Roan out of the guard camp toward the village.

Judging from her expression, she didn't seem to have anything to say.

Ge Gao had told Luo An that Luo An's identity was very important and that many people wanted to see Luo An.

But Luo An had no idea what exactly he was going to do.

As for the meeting between lords, Roan didn't know in what capacity he would participate.

With the Black Iron Knight? Captain of the Guard? Chosen One?

We can't just use it as a mascot, like a sculpture in a church.

Luo An finally couldn't hold back and spoke first.

"My lord, what is my purpose in the lord's meeting?"

"No need." Heather didn't turn her head. "Captain Roan. Just come with me."

Luo An had no choice but to suppress his doubts and go to the remote church with Heather.

The remote church already has tarpaulins to protect it from the wind and snow, and several rooms have been partitioned off with simple stones and cloth. The largest room is the chapel, which already has statues of gods.

Guards and villagers were praying, their fists clenched and pressed against their foreheads, murmuring prayers.

As Ya Yang was chanting a prayer, she saw the two enter the church and immediately went to greet Heather, bowing impeccably.

"Your Lordship, the lords have been waiting for quite some time."

Heather nodded. "Thank you for your help, Miss Yayan. This is Roan Yunina. You should have met her before."

Ya Yang rolled her eyes at Luo An, a smile on her face. If Heather hadn't been there, she probably would have burst out laughing.

"This way, please." Ya Yang bowed again.

Sister Ya Yang led the two to a secluded corner where a simple large chair stood in the center of the room, facing a scale sculpture.

The scales are a symbol of Luther.

In this impoverished and suffering village, having a chair to sit on is considered an extreme luxury.

This is, of course, for Heather.

Heather sat down on the bench.

Luo An also stood beside Heather, hands behind his back.

Yayan is a Goddess Knight, someone in the church specifically responsible for serving the Great Mother, Ciel, therefore she cannot chant the Miracle of the Balance.

After lighting the candles in the four corners of the room, Ya Yang apologized and drew the curtains for the two of them.

The task of chanting the miracle was naturally assigned to Luo An.

[Contact] has already completed most of the prerequisites through the pilgrimage.

All Luo An needs to do is chant the story of "Connection" to trigger a miracle.

Fortunately, this was not difficult for Luo An.

After briefly searching through the story of "Connection" in "Monkey Typewriter," Luo An began to chant.

[Miracle: Connection]

[The Balance] Luther proposed that roads and the flow of information are the foundation of wealth. Luther built the first road in the capital city for horse-drawn carriages and established the prototype of a post office.

This is the complete version of the miracle, which includes an additional section.

[The Balance Scales] Ludwig proposed that there were hundreds of kingdoms and thousands of languages ​​and standards of measurement in this land. Over a long period, Ludwig unified the languages ​​and standards of measurement.

As Luo An chanted the miracle, the sculpture of the Scales began to glow with a faint golden light.

Golden light gradually filled the dim room, beginning to condense into four dignified phantom figures, looking in Luo An's direction.

Three golden phantoms rose and bowed simultaneously.

"Greetings, Lord Lorton, Lady Heather Lorton."

"The one watched over by her mother and the sun, the knight who first hunted magical beasts, the dragon hunter, Lady Roan Yunina."

The phantoms began to solidify, with the first to become clear being the phantom on the left, a middle-aged man sitting upright in a luxurious room.

Luo An scrutinized the man closely—his hair was meticulously combed, his face was thin, his expression was rigid, and he exuded the air of an old-fashioned aristocrat.

The middle-aged man met Luo An's gaze and nodded slightly.

"Your Excellency Roan Yunina, I am Viscount Tangde, and my territory is located east of Lorton, bordering Lorton."

"So he can see me," Luo An thought.

The two sides should be able to communicate in real time; Luther's "miracle" is more powerful than expected.

At this moment, the light in the center of the right flare solidified, revealing a bloated lord. He hurriedly bowed to Roan:

"Your Excellency Roan Yunina, I am Viscount Pange, and my castle is located west of Lorton. I look forward to welcoming you both—and Lord Heather Lorton, as well—to a visit to my humble castle."

This lord did fit Roan's stereotype of nobles: obese and ill-mannered.

Only a golden ray remained in the middle that hadn't solidified, and one could vaguely make out that it was a beautiful woman.

Heather couldn't wait any longer and spoke up directly:

"Only the two of you are left? Where are the others?"

Heather's words clearly displeased the two lords. Tangde paused before speaking, "I apologize, Heather Lowton, but the others are already impatient. We reached an agreement first. Lord Pange and I will convey our message."

"We cannot support the establishment of remote fortresses," Pong said bluntly.

"I'm sorry, beautiful Heather, we're not questioning your theory. It's certainly true that building high walls where monsters first appeared, keeping them constantly outside the border, and protecting the safety of those inside the walls is the right thing to do."

"But it was too late. Ogres had appeared in my territory, those one-eyed demons. Mountain-sized demons killed my captain of the guard, Leo."

He was a powerful apprentice knight, wearing the castle's finest armor and wielding a sword forged by the best blacksmith, and then what?

He was grabbed by the legs and head by the cannibal and torn in two! Right in front of me!

Pong became more and more excited as he spoke, and almost stood up.

"I have no strength left to help you. I can't even protect myself! I don't have the strength to care about those lowly people!"

"An ogre. It can only kill a novice knight; it's only slightly stronger than a goblin," Luo An thought to himself.