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Chapter 539: Perktur Temple

The lingering sound of the organ slowly dissipated under the dome, and Anqi lifted her dusty fingers from the keys. As she turned, her skirt swept across the piano stool, and some black and red curly runes flashed beneath her skirt.

"Angie, why are you here?"

Daniel felt a chill running down his spine just by looking into her eyes. Ever since this girl returned from the trial by combat, she always looked at people with a blank stare, her pupils locked on people, neither moving nor blinking, which was very creepy.

Daniel just thought she was completely scared, and hated to meet her gaze, so he never bothered to pay attention to her again. But, why was she here? Did his grandfather recommend her too?

Daniel's face turned pale in an instant.

"This isn't the place for you!" He quickly approached Angie and yanked her off the piano bench, his force nearly crushing her bones. The sound of his gnashing teeth was heard only by those very close.

At this point, he no longer wanted to pretend, and the disgust and contempt in his eyes almost overflowed - Grandfather was really crazy. Angel had already offended the Holy See, how could he let her appear in front of His Majesty the King!

Anqi's pupils dilated in the shadows, like two pools of stagnant water. She let her cousin drag her a few steps, then suddenly chuckled softly, her voice eerie and ethereal, "Do you like this song, Daniel?"

This crazy woman! Daniel was so anxious that he started sweating again.

His fingers were twitching, and he had to grip the hilt tightly. Countless evil thoughts were growing in his mind, but he knew that this was absolutely not the right time! The first impression was particularly important, and he couldn't cause any trouble before meeting the king.

"Angie, dear Angie." Daniel forced a strange smile on his face. He dragged Angie forward violently while speaking earnestly, "Today is a very important day for me, and also for the Russell family. Do you understand? This is the Perktur Temple. How can you play funeral music here?"

But that damn Angel seemed not to understand what he was saying, and his reasoning was useless. The girl began to moan, and a red light exploded between the two of them. Daniel hurriedly patted the smoking corners of his clothes, and even had to take off his armor. When he looked up after solving the problem, Angel had actually sat back on the piano stool, her hands covering her skirt, her back straight.

"I know."

Angel's mother spent a lot of money to buy hair growth potion from a pharmacist, and Miss Russell regained her former beauty. She no longer screamed and cried hysterically, but instead became more dignified and noble.

"The Holy Temple of Perktur, where the emperor is crowned."

Angel raised her head, as if drawn to the gorgeous paintings on the dome. The Bishop family was blessed by the gods, beautiful and long-lived. This temple had been built for hundreds of years, but had been officially used less than the number of times on the fingers of her hand. Therefore, the paintings on the dome were even better preserved than those in the main hall. This also meant that—

"So, no one will bother us, Daniel."

Daniel looked stunned. What, what does that mean?

"Desire can indeed blind one's sight and hearing, but what the Bible says is not entirely false, right?" The usually clever cousin hadn't figured it out at this moment. Angie looked at him, but felt a huge sadness in her heart. She seemed to see her foolish self in the past.

"This piece of music is for you, Daniel." Anqi's tone was calm, but the content of her words carried a dark undertone. "Not everyone has the opportunity to hear a piece of mourning music played for them, just like... Andre never had the chance to hear it."

Daniel was stunned for a moment, then his face suddenly drained of color. As he backed away, he bumped into the lectern, sending the metal candlesticks crashing to the ground. Several white candles rolled to Angie's feet, and as she bent down to pick them up, the dust kicked up by her skirt mingled with the bitter aroma of some herbal remedy.

"What do you want to do! Is it fun to play tricks on me?!" The young man's eagerness to meet the king was finally extinguished, but he did not expect that instead of panic and repentance, rage came first.

Daniel's eyes were red, and his angry shouts echoed throughout the entire church. His shameless questioning made Angel, who was picking up candles, pause for a moment.

"Daniel."

An Qi lit the candle and held it in her palm. In the flickering candlelight, she asked softly, "Did my brother say anything before he died?"

A look of realization flashed across Daniel's face.

"——Great, nothing can happen to you."

"——Our family still depends on you and me, Daniel, you need to grow up as soon as possible."

……

His big, heavy hands would always slap his back hard to remind himself to be alert. Daniel seemed to still remember the feeling of his chest vibrating, as if someone had hit him again, causing him to take a deep breath as if drowning and suddenly come back to his senses.

"No."

Daniel's tone was firm, "The beast tide is coming, the situation is urgent, he didn't have the chance to leave any words."

The candle melted and released white wax, which dripped onto the girl's pale fingertips, but she seemed to feel no pain and continued to stare at the person opposite her.

Until this moment, Daniel finally confirmed it. He bent his body quietly, already in a defensive posture, "Angel, I——"

But it was too late. Dark red mist burst out from the inconspicuous magic circle under Angel's feet. Daniel stared in amazement at the red mist twisting and turning in the air, like a living thing. They gathered together in an instant and rushed towards Daniel with their fangs and claws bared.

"ah------!!!"

The shrill screams filled the entire huge palace, but the Perktur Temple was far away from human habitation, and no one paid any attention to the screams except for some birds that landed on the eaves and were startled and flew away.

The Temple of Light is known as the place closest to the Kingdom of God, but even here, the God of Light cannot protect His believers. Both people in the temple already know this truth.

Inside the temple.

Daniel's right hand, which he usually used to wield the sword, was missing. Blood gushed out from the severed limb, instantly soaking his clothes. He had lost his balance due to his broken body and was staggering towards the gate he came from.

But when he touched the door, he discovered in despair that the door of the temple was also attached with an ominous red mist. It was ethereal and invisible, but it sealed the door tightly. No matter how he shook it, he could not open a gap.

He then turned around and found Anqi walking slowly along the red carpet, stepping on his dripping blood.

"I listened." Angel still held the candle, which made her expression flicker, like a god of death enjoying the harvest of life. Her tone was still so calm. She didn't know how many days she had thought about these words: "I listened to you and went to the King's Court to report Piccol Vientley and the Church..."

But the cousin avoided talking about what the price was.

There were some miscellaneous items piled up near the door, but Angel didn't go over. She stopped and quietly admired Daniel's painful appearance as he fell to the ground. His blood seeped into the white sheets used to prevent dust. Angel felt that this was more beautiful than the oil painting above her head.

"Angie!" Daniel's face was pale from blood loss, tears in his eyes, and he pleaded, "Calm down, you're too excited, don't you understand--"

"Goldetia has a 'Magic Theory' class, which I've never really liked." Angel remained unmoved by Daniel's words and continued on her own. "It's dull and uninteresting. Besides those complex and profound magical theories, what Mr. Colin talks about most is teaching us to respect and revere life...

Because if there is no shackles of morality and kindness in one's heart, even a junior magician can easily take the life of an ordinary person. So -"

She lowered her head and looked at Daniel, who was lying on the ground pretending to be pitiful.

"Why would you dare plot against a magician, Daniel?"

Daniel watched the red mist gather around Angel again, and deep fear finally appeared on his face.

He seemed to have just realized that Anqi was also a magician.

"ah-----!!!"

Another scream rang out in the Perktur Temple.