I'm afraid that the combat power of the entire diocese combined is really not as good as that of the Oghma Church with a great reader in charge - even though this is a complete away game for the Oghma Church.

"If it was a month ago, I would probably refute you." Mars sighed, "But now, my life no longer belongs to me alone."

Mars is the son of Baal. Although he does not need to live a life of hiding and living in hiding from now on - his master, parents, brother and sister have no intention of being so cowardly - he has to restrain himself from unnecessary risks and acts of proving his courage.

"There's nothing to worry about." Sig had stood beside Emya without her noticing, his face brimming with confidence. "There's also a teleportation array in the High Hall of Eltoril. We saw it a few days ago. We can escape back in an emergency. Even more so, in the most dire of moments, we can just send people directly to Baldur's Gate. So there's nothing to be afraid of."

"What's more concerning to me right now is why you came to my side." Emiya said unhappily, "According to the original plan, Ms. Sig, you should have been the one staying behind, not standing by my side."

"Because I think your plan is outrageous." Sig shook his finger unceremoniously. "As for Yin, she definitely doesn't want to stay in the church and watch people chatting. Isn't that right, Miss Yin?"

Yin nodded without hesitation: "Even the process of a priest praying and requesting divine power is more interesting than the gossip between the priest and the believers!"

The poet snapped her fingers. "So, the end result is you and Team Silver? You two run off to a place where the winds are constantly changing and undercurrents are surging? I can already imagine what the outcome will be!"

Sig coughed and easily imitated Emiya's penetrating voice: "[...Sorry, Mars. We have a new discovery: Supreme Observer Tavis Craig is a devil's man. We are going to blow up all of Eltoril. I have a favor to ask of you. Please destroy the Companion Sun.]"

"How could it be so..." Emilia naturally refused to take the blame.

Before Emiya could finish, Sig poked his waist with disdain: "Just! A! Month ...

"You can't die!"

"So you don't deny wanting to blow up Banri?!"

"Pa!" Emilia slapped her on the head and stopped arguing with her. She could only acquiesce to her following her.

Then, the two divine personnel, Mars and Alestria, would stay in the Moonfire Bell Tower, while the two mages and a bard would form the arcane team and follow the Hell Knights to the new location of the Tyr Church.

The most outrageous thing about this team was that the two close combat fighters stayed behind. The other team consisted of three back-line personnel.

All they could say was that if a fight ever came, they would have no choice but to hide behind the Church of Tyr—the priests of this church were rare in wielding swords. From a distance, there was no apparent difference between the appearance of a Tyr priest and a Tyr paladin—even their styles of conduct were minimally different.

Mars shrugged. "They really don't need me over there. Admittedly, I have some connections with the Tyr Church. But that's the Tyr Church! Tyr's loyal believers are not ignorant of human nature and still have interpersonal relationships, but they will show favoritism for their relatives and friends? That's impossible. Everything is handled impartially. Anyway, you don't need an introduction to interact with the Tyr Church, and introductions are useless. They treat everyone equally."

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Coincidentally, the meeting place for this long journey was right at the door of the hotel that Emilia and her group had bought yesterday.

Although the boss was worried that Emiya and his team would run away after completing their investigation, they didn't need the money. According to Sig, once everything calmed down, the property could be sold for several times the price, so they bought it.

But what surprised Emilia was that the total number of people gathered in front of the hotel was a bit too large.

Needless to say, the Church of Tyr, who were all fully armed, their armor shining so brightly that they looked like a group of knights, had to leave Eltoril this time, with at least nearly a hundred members of the Church of Tyr about to set out for the East.

Of course, also present were the Church of Torm and its leader, Tavis Craig, who were seeing off the Church of Tyr.

When Emilia arrived, this place had become a farewell meeting for the Church of Tyr and the Church of Torm, and many church members were hugging and crying.

However, even so, no Tyr's followers chose to stay. After wiping away their tears, they still stood firmly behind Asur.

On this occasion, Tavis Craig and Asul whispered a few words, but in the end it was obvious that they were not on the same page, and the conversation ended with a few sighs.

However, in full view of everyone, Tavis Craig abandoned Asul and walked straight towards the Emiya team: "We still have twenty minutes before departure. I am extremely grateful that you are willing to arrive at the meeting point early."

"...You're too kind." Emilia shook her head. "We're just trying to give ourselves some time."

"Would you like to introduce them?" Although they had already met Craig several times, "Who is this Mr. or Miss Dumbo above you...? Sorry, I can't tell its gender."

Yes, Lulu was clearly a person who loved to watch the action unfold. Rather than just sitting in the church and watching people go by, she preferred to be at the center of the action.

So, she was squatting on Emiya's head. Fortunately, she was still using her wings to maintain her flight, so as not to crush Mr. Emiya's cervical vertebrae.

Hearing the question, Lulu turned her nose, sniffed slightly, propped herself up, and answered simply: "I am Mr. Emiya's magical pet!"

A holy flying elephant was inherently eye-catching—they might not be as famous as angels, but they were also true celestial beings. Among those present, there were at least a dozen paladins, and they were naturally very interested in Lulu.

In this situation, Lulu's words were truly earth-shattering. Instantly, the square erupted in excitement.

A wizard's magical pet is usually an ordinary animal, and a wizard who can have a pseudo-dragon as a pet is considered lucky.

A Holy Flying Elephant as a familiar? It was unheard of.

Even Emiya herself was surprised: "Didn't you say we were companions?!"

"Huh?" Lulu blinked in confusion. "Isn't a wizard's companion a familiar?"

"of course not!"

But in any case, Lulu's origins were confused by her jokes. Tavis Craig shook his head and did not ask any further questions.

At this moment, the last members of the team arrived.

They also rode mounts, but did not carry much luggage.

But the biggest difference is that they are not from the Three Pillars of Justice.

The Tome of Oghma, the Sun of Amaunator—the Norwich team was actually heading in this direction as well.

Sig's brow furrowed suddenly. "--Mr. Craig, there seem to be quite a few passengers on this expedition! So you're organizing an advisory group?"

He didn't even notify Team Emiya!

"Sorry, sorry." Craig glanced at the bridgehead, a hint of apology on his face. "They contacted the Hell Knights, hoping to go along with the Tyr Church to help."

Coincidentally, at that moment, Norwich was also searching the crowd. After catching sight of Emiya, his gaze paused for a moment. Then, he snorted with hostility. Meanwhile, O'Nearl's gaze remained fixed on Emiya and Yin from beginning to end.

The relationships among the people of Candlekeep are so complicated.

Emiya, who has almost no friends of her age and has never experienced jealousy, can only sigh like this.

At this moment, Asur counted the number of people, nodded heavily, and then turned his horse and walked to the front of the crowd: "Alright, everyone! Please listen to me!"

"Whether we are the Knights of Hell or the Church of Tyr, we all have one thing in common: we were all originally founded in the city of Eltoril. We should dedicate our energy and honor to justice and order here. And over the past hundred years, we can proudly say that even in the dark times without the sun, we still do our best to save all innocent people!

"However, the river flows day and night, constantly eroding not only the torrent but also the solid banks. Eltoril was once a city-state. Today, Eltoril is merely the capital of Elturgard. Our responsibility has shifted from protecting a city to protecting a nation, with more and more settlements now included in our protection.

"It is true that we have fulfilled our duties, and our footprints have indeed spread throughout Elturgard. But please remember - justice delayed is justice denied, and superficial justice is not justice denied either! Simply traversing the land is not enough!

"So, we can no longer indulge in the splendor and glory of Eltoril. Those who thirst most for justice wear clothes made of linen, and their feet are covered with traces of mud. If we are afraid of staining our armor, then we are not worthy to call ourselves followers of Tyr!

"Lord Conservator Polias has already taken off his crown and vestments, donned them again, and set off ahead—this journey is bound to be difficult. Those who are willing to come here have already made up their minds, but I must say it again—anyone who finds it unbearable in the future can ask me to withdraw."

Who among the people in this square would turn around and leave at this moment?

Asul was greeted with only deafening shouts: "Never regret!"

Asul nodded with satisfaction: "Well then, heroes with a heart of justice, let's set off!"

As Asul said, no matter what, no one would back down after reaching the square.

Polias is the number one figure in the Church of Tyr. He has already taken the lead, which is enough to prove the determination of the Church of Tyr.

The Hell Knights and the Church of Tyr decided to relocate their headquarters, which was certainly a big deal, so it was understandable that the Supreme Observer came to see them off.

However, Emilia gradually discovered that something seemed wrong.

This trip is by water, and the plan is to go upstream along the Chongsa River, so that we can reach our destination in about a day.

There was no problem with all the people boarding the ship gradually.

Most of the people from the Church of Thom stopped and waved goodbye, no problem.

It was not until Tavis Craig followed them onto the boat with a natural look on his face that Emya, and even everyone on the boat, finally realized that something was wrong.

This is a big problem.

As if sensing his gaze, Tavis Craig smiled at Emiya. "Mr. Emiya, why are you looking at me like that? I'm the Supreme Observer of Elturgard. Is it okay for me to visit the new site of the Tyr Church?"

At this point, he looked at Asul and smiled. "Also, I sent a mage consultant to the team without authorization. I have to confirm whether you are qualified, right?"

Justice in the Twenty-Six Humble Rooms

As we all know, the speed of a ship is closely related to the wind. It is still difficult to transport hundreds of people to a distant and unfamiliar place.

But the next best thing is to simply try to control the weather and let the strong wind carry the sailboat up the river.

Tavis Craig stood at the bow of the ship, and after confirming that the sail was fully deployed, he began to stretch out his palm towards the east.

Today was not a very suitable day for sailing, but Tavis Craig just pushed gently in that direction, and the sound of the wind increased by a few decibels.

Sailing upstream is not an easy task, but it is possible when the wind blows the sails at a near-perfect angle and speed.

The Chongsa River is a turbulent river several kilometers wide, which is also an important reason why there are countless settlements on both sides of the river. However, in the face of the howling storm, the flow of this big river has to stop and make way for the ship.

"...As much as I hate to admit it," Sig sighed, "even though I've lived in Baldur's Gate for a long time, I've actually never been on a ship."

Emiya glanced at her in surprise: "Are you seasick?"

"How is that possible? The wind speed has to be at least twice as fast!" Sig curled her lips. As she spoke, she opened her mouth slightly, and faint, faint singing voice emerged from her mouth.

The sound was like singing, yet it blended so effortlessly with the whistling wind that Emiya could no longer tell whether it was Sig singing along with the wind, or the sky itself providing her with a chorus. The Hell Knights aboard the ship couldn't help but glance around, trying to locate the source of the singing.

Emiya even heard some people discussing whether there would be sirens appearing in the river.

Sig's unprecedented talent for sound was fully demonstrated at this moment - at least it was the first time Emiya had seen it.

At this point, Emiya felt a little ashamed. Sig seemed to be someone who loved music and singing, but when he was around them, he was more of a tool with a specific job.

At this moment, Xige's singing suddenly stopped. She poked Emiya in the waist and said, "Hey, what can they pay us if we go to the Tyr Church to help?"

The shame that had just risen up in her heart disappeared without a trace. After all, she really liked money. At worst, she could just make any instrument she wanted in the future.

Emiya sighed. "I'm afraid it's difficult. The Church of Tyr isn't known for its wealth. Of course, Eltoril should be financially well-off. Given the equipment level of the Hell Knights, at least the Church of Tyr in Eltoril won't be particularly short of money. But how much cash can be provided..."

I'm afraid that for them, the Church of Tyr is more suitable to be an ally and source of information. It is really crazy to expect wealth from the Church of Tyr.

"For example, the Holy Avenger?" Sig thought for a moment, his eyes lighting up again. "Then we can take it back and exchange it for Baldur's Gate!"

Is this guy Sig always thinking about Imoen's little stash of money...

Emiya thought for a moment and replied, "Perhaps they would. But as you can see, the Church of Tyr is overflowing with holy warriors. There's no threshold for using Holy Avengers, so they can use them themselves. I doubt Mr. Apodel would accept Holy Avengers from the Church of Tyr."

"Oh, it's really troublesome to make money from the paladins." Sig sighed and opened his mouth again. This time, the one who chorused with her music was the surging waves that were constantly breaking under the boat.

But having said that, she was obviously in a good mood, and her pair of pointed ears swayed slightly in front of Emilia.

However, there was a slight, uncoordinated lag in the movement of the tips of her ears.

Simply put, it's not fresh enough.

"......?" Emilia was stunned for a moment, "Sieg, your ears...?"

As if his tail had been stepped on, the bard who had just been humming a song suddenly hugged his head and covered his ears with his hands, his face flushed red: "--So you are interested in girls with pointy ears? I am a sheep walking into the tiger's mouth? No wonder Elastrid joined the team so easily?!"

"What a mess!"

But it was obvious that Sig didn't want to discuss the topic at all. So Emiya had to pretend that it never happened. However, she subconsciously blocked out the less vivid parts from her mind.

…………

hiss…………

No, no, no, that's unlikely. Bringing Shigla into the group would be too cruel.

At that moment, Asur emerged from below deck, breathing heavily, seemingly having just had another argument. He greeted his fellow clansmen on deck and immediately spotted Emiya and her group. They were seated at the bow, with Yin intently copying spells, and Emiya's red hair was quite striking. However, Sig, still terrified, jogged past the paladin.

"How should I put it?" Asul began bluntly, "I really didn't expect that your group would choose to go with us in the end."

Hiding the truth from the Church of Tyr would only arouse suspicion, so Emiya answered simply, "The Church of Oghma has already established contact with the Cult of the Rising Sun, and since we want to track down the devil on behalf of Baldur's Gate, we naturally have to try multiple avenues."

The presence of demons was clearly a sensitive topic, and a hint of embarrassment immediately crossed Asul's face. "This is the only thing we can't answer—the demons' destructive power is completely disproportionate to their level of infiltration. We still don't understand what the demons are trying to do."

"The most bizarre thing is that we don't even know what the devil did!"

Then, lowering his voice, he spoke to Emiya, "So, our relocation this time is also to try to understand the current situation in Elturgard. It's obviously impossible to find the lurking demons with just a few patrols. Even if we go all out, we still don't have a 100% chance of success."

"The devil's favorite targets are nothing more than two types. The first is those struggling to survive. They don't even have tomorrow, so why would they care about their souls? Such targets are easy to kill and quick to achieve.

"The second is a strong will, one that upholds goodness and justice. Such a goal will bring even greater strength after falling into hell."

The former refers to the various rural areas that fear natural disasters and man-made disasters. The latter refers to the Church of Tyr and the Church of Ilmat.

In other words, this relocation is more like fishing than an investigation, or even a risk of feeding the tiger with one's own body.

The Church of Tyr naturally had extensive experience battling demons, so Asur spoke with ease. "Of course, the Companion Sun has brought astonishing improvements to Elturgard's agriculture. Therefore, the farmers in this land are not badly off. If something unexpected were to occur, it would be almost impossible for us to be completely unaware of the situation. Therefore, our first goal is clear: first, gather information from nearby villages and towns to see if there are any unresolved difficulties. These could potentially harbor signs of demonic activity."

"Then, we need to resolve some issues that are difficult for the local churches to handle." Asur sighed. "When it comes to cultivating and fertilizing the land, the Church of the Earth Goddess is truly unrivaled. We, the Three Pillars of Justice, combined, can't even find a trace of the followers of Chauntia. But when it comes to punishing evil, they're really not very good at it either."

Emiya frowned. "I heard that digging worms are rampant recently?"

"Ah, you're well-informed." Asul nodded. "Yes. Generally speaking, they're not a huge threat. We can just send a few teams to kill them, heal the wounded, and that's it. But this time, it's very troublesome, and the location is very troublesome."

Emiya thought for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Is it because the field is too close to the riverside forest?"

Asul was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "--You are indeed very perceptive."

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