Quit the team, then picked up a beautiful girl with problems

Alulu added: "There are also the Saints of Divine Power and the Saints of Divine Love."

Dorothy turned her head and looked at the girl from the Horned Tribe next to her.

"Zeffrinus? That's not—"

"This is the surname given to me by my teacher. Is my teacher a descendant of a saint?" Alulu said in surprise.

后人

Leon looked at the four names. If they were named from left to right according to the portrait, the name Zephilinus belonged to the last saint of the Bullhorn tribe.

Alulu's teacher, from her description, is a human.

"Who's who here?" Zoe muttered four nicknames while looking at the paintings.

"I can't judge the rest, but the Divine Saint is most likely from the Bull-Horned Clan." Dorothy reached out and pointed at the strong, horned man kneeling on one knee on the screen.

She continued, "Moreover, he was the saint who died in battle against the devil and was finally anointed with wood oil and merged with the earth."

While the girls were discussing the saint's nickname, Leon focused his attention on the person who presented the painting.

If the existence of saints is very ancient, then the person who presented the painting below on the day the stone chamber was completed must have been a later person, perhaps related to the Watamu religion.

"Clement? Have you heard of it?"

Li Ang didn't recognize this name, but he seemed to have heard it somewhere.

His four members all had confused eyes. Dorothy and Alulu, who knew about the Watam religion, blinked and looked at each other without any answer.

At this time, Ella Fia spoke up.

"The first pope."

"So you knew?" Li Ang walked towards her.

The blond kid had been looking at a glass painting and seemed to have seen enough. He finally turned around in the air on his flying sword.

"I have studied the history of the Wattam religion, seeking a weapon I seek."

The blonde pointed to the wall she had been looking at. "I've been searching for a long time with no progress. I didn't expect to find a new clue here. It's shocking!"

The weapon of pursuit?

Everyone looked in the direction Alafia pointed. It was the lower right corner of the stained glass, but the glass there looked obviously different in color and texture from other parts of the large stained glass.

The painting depicts a peaceful scene in the wilderness, where people have built shelters and gathered around a fire pit that they light at night.

The crowd was headed by the Goddess of Mercy, flanked by three saints. Outside the sanctuary, guards in white formed a human wall, guarding the people in the middle.

The text below the painting reads: "The First Promise-Keeping Festival, which has not yet become a tradition." The goddess's warriors defended the outside world against demons that might disguise themselves as humans and infiltrate the interior. The people being guarded were able to relax and gather to listen to the goddess's teachings.

I didn't see the weapons, but I saw the origin of the Promise-Keeping Festival.

"This painting is a piece of history," Li Ang sighed.

"The custom of not communicating with outsiders during the Promise-Keeping Festival is to guard against the infiltration of demons?" Dorothy asked in surprise.

"Why do I suddenly feel like there are demons everywhere?" Zoe asked.

"Think about it carefully, the shadow of the devil has always existed in Newbiss." Leon said.

Andasu said, "I've heard stories about red fire demons in the desert that deceive travelers and kill them. Sometimes, storytellers simply call them demons. There are many similar stories."

Leon said, "From what we can see now, whether it's the guild's promotion of 'The Sword King's Adventure', the folk tales of the Sandy Sky, or the legends of the Wattam religion, they all point to the same object. They are hidden in history and beneath reality."

Andasu nodded with deep feeling.

The demon's incident made the atmosphere a little dull, and Zoe's thoughts jumped to another place: "We are not demons, why didn't they let us land on the island in the first place?"

Ah, maybe, in a sense, this is not wrong.

Li Ang looked at the curse on himself and felt like he was being blamed.

"Over the long years, the Watamu religion has also undergone changes." Alafia said calmly.

The blonde flew to the edge of the painting and used his short arms to point to the area of the glass with a different texture.

Although the texture of the stained glass in that area is similar to the main body of the painting, there are still some differences. Leon took a look at it using the system panel and found that they were made of different materials and the internal spirituality was also different.

"I realized that these paintings are not only of high artistic level, but also of high craftsmanship," said Li Ang.

Ellaphia nodded. "Yes. First, minerals and spiritual materials are used through alchemy to create various colors of glass. Then, using their inherent spirituality, they are combined to form a solid structure. That's why it has been preserved for two thousand years."

"Two thousand years..."

The girls repeated the timescale in low voices, with implicit amazement.

If the Chamber of the Saints was completed during the time of the first pope, as the first painting suggests, then it must have been completed over a very long period of time.

When telling a story, hundreds of years and thousands of years are just casual remarks, but when faced with something that has been buried for two thousand years since its first sight, even if there are thousands of thoughts in one’s mind, it is probably impossible to exclude the feeling of “being fortunate to have seen it”.

"In terms of Newbis's history, two thousand years is just the blink of an eye.

"The civilizations in various airspaces today are related to those of two thousand years ago, but the origins of the relics lost in the cracks of time are so ancient that they cannot be verified."

Li Ang preached to the group members.

He pointed to the area that Alafia had pointed out to everyone. "Even ancient craftsmanship can't always reach its limits. The lower right corner is where a portion of the original material's spiritual power faded, and it was subsequently replaced by humans."

Perhaps because too much time had passed since the repair, the restorer was unable to reproduce the original process to make stained glass, so there were obvious differences in the materials.

But I have to say that the restoration of the painting itself is still very coordinated.

In the restored corner of the picture, a young man with his arms folded stands among the celebrating crowd, looking towards the shelter in the wilderness.

The street background where the young man is standing is obviously different from the ancient night camp, making it clear at a glance that he is a man from the future.

The cleverness of the picture lies in the fact that the restorer knew that the materials would be inconsistent, so he deliberately added a brand new picture, looking back at history from the perspective of a later generation.

There is also engraving under this small repaired picture.

Dorothy read it out: "In June of the 743rd year of the Honglu calendar, when I was middle-aged and confused about my life's purpose, I traveled around and came to the Theocracy of Wattam. I participated in the celebration of the Promise Keeping Festival and felt very happy.

"I left the big city and rested in this little church. It was late at night, and the rain was pouring down and thunder was crackling.

"A flash of lightning illuminates the stained glass window where the goddess of love slays demons. It resonates with the heart, and those who do good in the holy camp may be able to wield thunderbolts to slay evil and dispel confusion.

"At this moment, gratitude urged me to forge a sword on the spot, named 'Shocking Soul Light'.

"My sword-forging efforts attracted Lawrence, the caretaker of Thunder Mountain Church. We had a pleasant conversation, so I gave him the sword. Later, I was invited to visit the Saint's Chamber and see the ancient secrets.

"I was asked by Lawrence to help restore the damaged murals. I felt that my skills were good enough, so I incorporated a modern scene from the Day of the Promise into the painting. May this peace and tranquility last forever. - Ernest"

After reading it, Dorothy complained: "What about middle-aged travel? In the end, he made himself into a handsome guy in the painting. So stinky.

Then she remembered something and said, "Ernest, isn't that the man who gave us the roulette wheel?"

"Yes," Leon said, "Looking at this text, the person who helped restore the image must be Faronio's ancestor, the legendary master craftsman."

Ernest left his image on the restored painting, looking back a thousand years ago, when the sect was first established and the customs of the Promise Keeping Festival had not yet taken shape. And people, a thousand years later, looked back at the traces he left behind.

"He said he participated in the celebration of the Promise-Keeping Festival. Isn't he an outsider like us?" Andasu asked doubtfully.

Elafia said, "Because a thousand years ago, this festival wasn't like it is today. Even in the Theocracy, it was celebrated as a day of celebration like it is today in the Ignis Skyspace."

Leon was a little surprised. This little girl knew more about the Watamu religion than he thought. This should not only be because the religion was widely believed in the airspace where she managed order.

"Why has Promise Keeping Day become like this?" Zoe said unhappily.

Judging from her expression, she obviously wanted to join in the celebration, but the current regulations of the Church prevented her from doing so.

"Ernest also said, 'May peace and harmony last forever,' which shows that in his time, the Day of Keeping the Promise was meant to convey this belief," said Li Ang.

Ellaphia raised her chin and began to speak, "This festival is to commemorate the saints. It stems from their history of fighting against the devil and ultimately achieving victory. This kind of festival should have positive meaning.

"We didn't communicate with outsiders, simply because we feared demonic infiltration. But now that the demons have been eliminated, there's no need to be on guard anymore. So, after the goddess ascended from the mortal world, the Promise-Keeping Festival gradually became a day of celebration.

"The tension in the theocracy is mainly due to the fact that over the past thousand years, as the sect has grown, various separatist factions have emerged within it.

"Different factions attacked each other for their own right to interpret the classics, and any carelessness would become a target for attacks by the enemies of the religion.

"When the Feast of the Promise became a day of celebration, it was actually somewhat different from the original teachings. The original teachings' requirements for believers during this festival are what we are experiencing now.

"If any faction supports celebrating traditional festivals according to popular preferences, they will be attacked as undermining religious doctrine and disobeying the Goddess. Therefore, returning the festival to its original state is the safest option."

After Ellaphia finished speaking, not only Zoe and Dorothy who loved to play, but even Alulu, who was a believer herself, frowned in displeasure.

Xiao Mavericks' sincere heart actually stands on the side of the public.

After a brief silence, the calm Ellaphia took up the topic again.

"Have you met Faronio Ernest before?"

"Yes, her shop appeared before the fighting competition in the Flashing Fields began." Li Ang said.

The blond nodded, not finding anything strange.

When they were in Faro's shop, that little kid also said that he knew Alafia. It seemed that these two Haven families had been communicating since the time of the master craftsman Ernest.

Zoe's Sword of Fire was a replica of the "Burning Talent" in Faro's hand. At that time, Faro also said that there were only five swords forged by Ernest handed down from generation to generation, and both she and Alafia were collecting these five swords.

Faro said at the time that one of the clues was caught by Alafia.

"I have been pursuing this sword."

The blonde girl's eyes flashed with reminiscence. "I read in a certain fragment of a document that the last time this sword appeared was in the hands of a knight of the Wattam religion. So I began to research and read the history of the sect.

“But I was too busy. I only visited three or four dioceses in the Ignis Airspace and didn’t even meet all the bishops there.

"I didn't expect to get a clue here unexpectedly."

Ellaphia said that she only knew that the sword was related to the Watamu religion, but she had no way to investigate. She could only ask the bishops of various sects in the Fire Skyland under her management.

"At least we can start from the church guard now, that's a good thing." Leon said.

"However," Leon added, "this church caretaker, Lawrence, seems to have something to say."

Alulu responded: "That's the saint's name."

"Ernest lived about a thousand years ago, which is right in the middle of the two thousand years when the saints followed the goddess," said Li Ang.

"Leon means that Guardian Lawrence is no longer a saint? He can't live for a thousand years." Zoe asked.

"Correct."

Li Ang pointed to the first painting and said, “I was just wondering, there is a saint named Zephilinus, who is the same as Alulu’s teacher.

"Having the same name doesn't necessarily mean they are descendants of saints. The possibility of the same bloodline continuing in the same place for two thousand years is a bit small. I think perhaps the guardian will inherit the name of one of the saints. According to this rule, Alulu's teacher must also be the guardian of the Saint's Room." Li Ang analyzed.

"That's possible." Alafia agreed.

“So, Lulu’s teacher is actually a big shot?” Zoe said.

"I don't think he's a big shot, but he's definitely a special person. After all, he's guarding a place that's considered holy to the Watamu religion."

"If it is a holy place, why build a remote church to cover it up?" asked Andasu.

"I don't know." Leon said.

"The teacher has passed away, and we don't know where he has been taken. Little Sister, where are you going to look for him next?" Alulu asked.

Her name made Ella's eyes twitch, and Leon paused for breath, fearing that she would have an emotional outburst.

Why was this guy standing on a flying sword, trying to make his sight level with the taller race? It was because he didn't like being looked down upon as a little kid.

However, she seemed to have a high tolerance for his group members, and that kind of superficial willfulness was rarely seen these days.

"That's a problem." After holding it in for a long time, Alafia said dryly.

Li Ang thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps the previous bishop knew something."

His words made Douding's blue eyes light up, and the blade light in them flickered even more.

From this perspective, since there have been guards here for thousands of years, there should be a mechanism within the Wattam Church to dispatch guards.

In previous years, no one visited here during the Promise Keeping Festival, probably because Alulu's teacher was still alive as the caretaker.

After he passed away, the bishop came here immediately with the knights of the Guardian Church. If he did not inherit the position of guardian, he should at least know some information.

Finally, let’s return to the bishop we just saw.

"Let's go find him later," said Alafia.

"Is it okay?" Li Ang was referring to how to explain to the guild if a conflict occurred.

"Compared to the whereabouts of 'Shocking Soul Light', being questioned a few times isn't a big deal. It won't cause any major conflict." The blond kid snorted.

"There seems to be nothing in this stone chamber. Just take a look and leave."