Chapter 180 Death

"Can't be completely sure?" There was a hint of sarcasm on Morea's face. "You are absolutely sure that the Marquis of Mandoza has fallen, but there is no key evidence to confirm it, right?"

"It's almost like this." The high priest nodded, then looked at Morea in surprise, "But how do you know that we have a high degree of certainty?"

"A high priest in a remote town knows the news that the lord of Varianti, the most famous city in the Duchy of Baiye, may fall." Morea looked at the high priest, "This still does not explain what your Church of Dawn has for this lord. attitude?"

"This is a guess within our church, and the general clergy don't know it." The high priest was silent for a while, then nodded slowly, "We do have a high degree of certainty that Mandoza has fallen, but there is no evidence to be sure. He did it. So, you need to investigate him."

"Are you kidding me?" Morea looked at the man in the sacrificial robe in front of him. "You are a church that worships a true god with powerful divine power, and you actually care about a duchy's marquis? Do you still need evidence to do it?"

"The center of gravity and the main force of our Dawn Church are not here. The church in Baiye Principality is just a branch. There is not even a coffin archbishop, only a few red-clothed archbishops. How can I have the confidence to fight a legend without evidence. The blood of the mage does it."

"The blood relative of the legendary mage?" Morea's expression changed. "Who is he from the Baiye mage? As far as I know, the legendary mage in the Baiye Principality has no direct blood relatives."

"Marquis Variant's full name is Mandoza Enoch, he is the grandson of the younger brother of Master Baiye, and one of the few blood relatives of Master Baiye, so..."

"So you don't dare to do it?" Morea squinted at the high priest, "You are really bullying the soft and afraid of the hard."

"Hey, Baiye Legend Mage is the founder of this duchy, he is the country, there is no conclusive evidence, we dare not and cannot put the Marquis of Mandoza on trial.

Moreover, if something goes wrong, everything that our Church of Dawn operates in the Baiye Principality will likely endure the wrath of a legendary mage, and all the efforts of hundreds of years will be destroyed. "

"You are serving a church of a true god with powerful divine power, a legendary mage, will he really attack you because of a collateral blood relative? What nonsense?"

"There is such a possibility." The high priest said with a hint of helplessness. "Therefore, we cannot do it without conclusive evidence."

"So, on behalf of the Church of Dawn in the Duchy of Baiye, you entrusted me to investigate this Marquis of Mandoza? Obtain evidence?"

"Yes.

"

Morea's eyes flickered: "I'm not the first, before me, how many people did you entrust to investigate this marquis."

"According to the records of our temple, a total of seventeen strong men were entrusted to investigate the Marquis of Mandoza."

"What strength are they all?"

"Sixteen of them are Gold Rank, and the last one is Soul Intent Rank 1."

"Any results?"

"I didn't receive any news. After they entered Marquis Mandoza's castle, they never came out, including the soul-level powerhouse, who is a thief." Speaking of this, the high priest showed a serious surprise. The color of fear.

Their church, or in other words, all the churches in Erathia, with soul-level strength, are eligible to serve as a red-clothed archbishop, leading the affairs of a region.

And now, an existence equal to their red-clothed archbishop has disappeared in the castle of the Marquis of Mandoza, how can this not make him feel terrified.

"Are they all dead!" Morea murmured.

"It's just missing." The high priest emphasized.

"What do you think are the chances of them surviving when they enter a duke's castle that is 80% likely to degenerate into a monster?"

"..." The high priest was silent.

"Did your Dawn Church send so many people to die in order to seek stability?" Morea showed a sneering look, "I think the conditions you offered are very good."

"To gain the friendship of our Dawn Church, you can get help in any of our shrines."

"That's it?" Morea asked in surprise.

"Isn't it enough?"

"This kind of investigation is like a death sentence, you are really stingy to give such a little thing."

"What do you want?"

"You have to give one or two legendary weapons anyway."

"..." The high priest was silent for a while before speaking slowly. He took the condition that Morea casually said as a euphemistic way of refusing, "This investigation mission is really too dangerous, you don't want to help, I can understand .

Oh, forget it, that's it, let's go. I will not pursue the matter of attacking the temple. "

The high priest sighed and waved his hand to let Moria leave. He didn't plan to pursue Moria's fault at first. After all, no one died, just suffered a little.

Of course, the most important thing is that behind Morea, there may be a force that is not inferior to the Church of Dawn. For this alone, the high priest does not want to cause trouble.

"Let's go? When did I say I wouldn't accept this investigation mission?" Morea looked at the high priest, "I just despise you for being paid too little."

"Less?" The high priest twitched, "To gain the friendship of our Dawn Church, you can use the teleportation formation constructed by our Dawn Church for free, or even, at a certain price, you can borrow our transcontinental teleportation formation to go to other subcontinents. .

This is the first benefit. Second, you can get all kinds of information collected by our church, such as news about where there are ruins, you can know at the first time.

The third benefit is that you can have the right to purchase some exclusive resources of our temple. "

"Get the information collected by your church?" Morea's eyes lit up, he entered the human kingdom, and that's what he wanted.

"I helped with the investigation of the Marquis of Mandoza."

"You figured it out, but a soul-level thief has disappeared in his castle."

"I'm not like those guys."

...

Familiar with a strange sense of dizziness, Morea rubbed her head, then looked around, and then looked at the guy in front of him wearing a white-ground gold-patterned priest's robe.

The guy who was looking at him had the exact same robe as that worn by the High Priest of Red Leaf City, An Luo. This is also a high priest.

"Are you the dragon warlock Muria recommended by An Luo?"

"It's me." Morea twitched the corners of his mouth, and High Priest Anluo really regarded him as a dragon vein warlock. But he still nodded, believing the identity.

"You are late."

"What? Someone has already completed the task of investigating the Marquis of Mandoza?"

"No, Marquis of Mandoza, dead."