The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　When Eva Dani said this, Alianwen frowned:

　"Fish organs?"

　"Like the gills, the scales on the body, and the webbed fingers," Evadani nodded quickly. "I read a lot of strange stories back then... not the kind you'd find on the street! The more authoritative kind."

　"Marine biological characteristics?" Perlis nodded slightly. "You mean, the high-caste members of the Silver Robe Society might be the natives of Undai?"

　"Just a guess." Eva Dani's voice became lower.

　"This is a very valuable clue," Perlis nodded. "It was indeed right to call you here."

　As soon as these words were spoken, Eva Dani's face flushed.

　I...was praised by Miss Perlis?

　She felt a little uneasy, so she quickly used the flow method to adjust her mood.

　And Perlis was already lost in thought.

　The members of the Silver Robe Society believe in the three-wheeled axle Urke Shakara, and the high-caste members among them seem to have "fish characteristics" and are suspected to be the natives of Undai.

　This is a very valuable clue - perhaps by finding the leader of the Silver Robe Society, we can know the coordinates of Wuendai.

　"So, are we going to investigate the Silver Robe Society?" Arianwen asked.

　"Yes, that's what I planned." Perlis nodded.

　She took out the small piece of paper given to her by the poet - the guy had calculated everything, and Perlis knew that it must contain what she was thinking.

　Sure enough, after pulling open the note, she saw a name:

　Raghunandan Bhattacharya.

　"Look up this name." Perlis handed the note to Arianwen.

　The think tank members immediately began to take action. They took out the silver plates they carried with them, and red lightning jumped on the plates, quickly engraving characters one by one.

　In just three minutes, Alianwen raised her head:

　"Found him. He lives on a street in the Old Cui District of Garden City... Is this guy the leader of the Silver Robe Society?"

　"Well, they usually hide it very deeply, but this information should be correct." Pearlis nodded.

　"Let's go, then," Arianwyn stood up. "The shuttle should only take fifteen minutes."

　"Need not."

　Pearlis lazily picked up the coffee and drank all the rest.

　She turned around, handed the cup to Carly, and said softly:

　"I'll be back in a moment."

　"Yeah, I'll make dinner," Carly chuckled.

　After doing all this, Perlis stood up, stretched out her hand and pulled, the space of the cafe twisted, and everyone was suddenly pulled to the entrance.

　Perlis walked to the door and knocked gently, and a faint white light flashed.

　"Let's go, it's already here."

　Perlis reached out and picked up the umbrella by the door, pushed it open, and a gust of moist wind blew in—

　"Wow."

　She opened her umbrella and walked out the door.

　Alianwen and others followed Perlis out and were surprised to find that the street in front of them had turned into the streets of the Old Cui District.

　So... so convenient...

　"The umbrella is by the door, take it yourself," Perlis turned around, "lead the way."

　"...good!"

　Aryanwen picked up the umbrella, opened it hastily, and walked into the rain.

　According to the information she had written down earlier, she led everyone forward on the street.

　After walking side by side with Perlis for a while, Alianwen couldn't help but ask:

　"Miss Perlis, I have a question for you."

　"Please speak." said Perlis.

　"Why did you agree to my request to go with you?" Ariane asked, "You know... I was drinking at the time... and I was a little... impulsive when I made the request, but I didn't expect you to actually agree..."

　After she finished speaking, she held her breath, waiting for Perlis's answer.

　Perlis looked straight ahead at the rain-soaked street and pondered quietly for a while.

　"There's no particular reason," she said. "I'll definitely need an assistant. Acting alone is too inefficient. Besides, I witnessed the entire Battle of Talros and know your decision-making ability."

　"Decision-making power?"

　"Faced with a dead end, you didn't hesitate and chose to jump directly to intercept the memetic black hole, even if it meant sacrificing yourself," Perlis nodded gently. "That's very brave, very Havrgard, or more accurately, very Arbiter."

　This is very Havrgard.

　Alianwen's heart moved slightly, and she couldn't help but recall the stories about the Holy Envoy of Heaven and the Daytime Meteor.

　When she made the decision to leap, she also recalled the great stories that echoed across the galaxy.

　But after the battle, Alianwen's hands shook for a long time.

　She realized that if the pure white fireworks had not appeared, she would have died.

　A brush with death.

　She was brave when she made the decision, but when it was over, the chill of hindsight crept up her spine.

　To ease the chill, Aryanwen went to the executive corridor and repeatedly asked herself...

　"Compared to those great arbitrators, I'm not brave enough," she said softly. "I still need to improve."

　"You will," said Perlis. "Don't underestimate yourself, Arianwen."

　"Ah."

　Alianwen nodded and turned at the end of the street.

　What came into view were believers in silver robes, gathered on the street, whispering quietly.

　There was no need to confirm again, Alianwen knew that this was the place.

　"Why are these guys... gathering on the street?" Arianwen was a little confused.

　"The Lupercalia prayers should be over by now, right?" Evadani frowned. "If I remember correctly, they usually don't attend the harvest party tonight..."

　"Just ask."

　As Perlis spoke, she held up an umbrella and took the lead in walking towards the silver-robed men.

　Arianwen and Eva Dani looked at each other, feeling something was wrong, and quickly followed.

Chapter 694 Heaven (Part 6) -4k-

　As she approached the Silver Robe members gathered on the street, Perlis heard them whispering something.

　But as she approached, the whispers quickly died away.

　The figures in silver robes raised their heads and stared at Perlis with alert expressions.

　"Hello."

　Perlis greeted.

　The silver-robed people stared at her warily without responding.

　So embarrassing... Perlis secretly stuck out her tongue in her heart and said:

　“Is Raghunandan Bhattacharya home?”

　"Halfergaard?"

　The man in the silver robe squeezed out of the crowd and walked up to Perlis.

　He has brown skin, a high nose bridge, and deep eye sockets, like an eagle ready to take flight.

　He looked Perlis up and down and whispered:

　"We pay enough taxes. You have no reason to come to our territory."

　He has something on his mind... A faint white light flashed in Perlis's eyes, and she said softly:

　"We have something to visit."

　"Please go back," the man shook his head, "Today is a day of mourning for our Lord. Lord Raghunandan does not want to see anyone."

　Before Perlis could say something, Alianwen walked past her and took out a gold and silver metal card from her pocket.

　"I am Arianwan Havrgaard, Commander-in-Chief of the Faun Fleet. I am summoning Raghunandan Bhattacharya. Please lead the way."

　"Does it matter who you are?" the man narrowed his eyes. "Lushen doesn't seem to be like the High Heavens, ruled by a god or a dictatorship like you."

　"Be careful with your words..." Evadani paced slowly, and the eyes of the silver-robed believers were fixed on her hands placed behind her back.

　"Under the premise of not violating the law, we do not welcome Havrgard's visit," the man said again, "Please go back."

　There's something wrong with their attitude... Arianewen and Eva Dani exchange a glance.

　Too radical... The environment on Luper shouldn't cause them to be so stressed...

　A large number of Urke Shakara's people are indeed crazy, like the wizards living in the ancient forest, who recite the future they see in the crystal ball all day long.

　But on Lupi, they have enough food and clothing, and those old customs should have faded away long ago.

　"We need to see him," Aryanwen issued an ultimatum, "in the name of the Faun."

　On the planet of Shepherd, this sentence can be regarded as the highest ultimatum.

　Any sensible group knows that in front of Havrgard, they should restrain their own personality as much as possible.

　Just because they are gentle doesn't mean they are indulgent.

　""

　After staring at Alianwen for a long time, the man stepped aside and waved his hand.

　The believers split into two paths, a path that led directly to the detached villa.

　Perlis walked forward absentmindedly towards the villa. Alianwen and others exchanged glances and followed.

　Along the way, they were met with gazes from both sides of the road. The eyes beneath the silver robes seemed to hide a faint malice, faint and piercing.

　After all the Hafgards entered the villa, the man nodded to another silver-robed man beside him.

　"Hafur Gadcha has come to our door. We have no reason to hesitate."

　"For the prophet."

　"For the Prophet..."

　""

　After passing through the gate of the villa, Alianwen approached Perlis and whispered in her ear:

　"I profiled his mental activities in the flow state, and concluded that there was something fishy going on, and it was quite serious."

　"I've noticed that too," Perlis nodded gently. "Don't worry about it. The person in front of you will give you the answer."

　"it is good."

　Alianwen nodded slightly. She trusted Miss Perlis very much, and trusted the safety of the planet Lupi even more.

　The group walked through the main gate of the villa and entered the dark mansion.

　As soon as you enter the door, the mixed aroma of sandalwood and ghee lamps hits you in the face, accompanied by a faint gray mist.

　The first thing that catches your eye is the black altar in the center of the lobby and the pitch-black stone statue on the stage.

　Arianwen looked at the statue: It danced gracefully on the stage - three hands, each holding a silver wheel engraved with intricate patterns, and symbolic eyes painted in blue oil on its black torso.

　A copper bowl was placed in the center of the platform in front of the altar, and two pots next to it were filled with colorful flowers.

　The walls of the lobby were covered with colorful tapestries that hung all the way down from the ceiling. The ceiling was strung with copper wind chimes crisscrossed with colorful threads. The wind that came in when the door was opened would gently blow them around, making a tinkling sound.

　"Hafurgards, you rarely pay attention to the people of Urke Shakara, but now you insist on visiting them no matter what?"