Alien Knights

Close to the gate of the Holy Acropolis, the guards who were dozing in the opening heard the movement and came out. They looked at the slowly approaching rider through the moonlight, and stared greedily at the horse under Todd. After the opponent approached, the holy cross of the church under the black robe made the guards look back in fear.

In this way, Todd entered the city gate without any risk and came to the streets of the Holy Acropolis.

The horse's hooves fell on the bluestone slabs, making a crisp echo that resounded through the entire street. This lonely and empty voice reflected the solemnity and solemnity of the Holy Acropolis under the night.

Looking at the scenery on both sides of the street, Todd recalled the description of the city he had read in the library of the monastery, in which this sentence was repeatedly used - "a city built purely for military purposes".

Deep and wide moats, tall and solid walls, rows of blacksmith shops, majestic castles... Only when Todd saw this military city with his own eyes, did he finally understand why those books would spend a lot of pen and ink on the history and achievements of the Holy Acropolis when referring to the cities in the Western Parish.

Riding through the deserted streets, Todd saw the doors and windows of every house closed, and he couldn't see any pedestrians.

There is no sign of people on the street at all, the green grass on the green space has long been pulled out, and the trees have been cut down, leaving only bare tree roots.

Todd wanted to find the embassy in Muxi City as soon as possible to inquire about the news of the embassy, ​​but this also meant that he had to venture into the inner city. Thinking that there are many forces entrenched there, and if he is not careful, his identity will be exposed, he finally suppressed this urgency.

After much deliberation, he still planned to go to the Cathedral of the Holy Acropolis first, and meet the contact person introduced by Rachel——Tristan.

After riding for about ten minutes, the cathedral's crest appeared in Todd's view.

Going forward, a group of sallow and thin catechumens stopped in front of the horse, and shouted at Todd: "Stop! Who is it?!"

Todd reined in his horse and lifted his hand, revealing the holy cross under the black robe, which attracted everyone's exclamation.

"Please... please wait a moment! Let's go and ask Master Pat to come over!"

Seeing a catechumen running back in a panic, Todd, who was sitting on the horse, focused on the cathedral under the night.

A layer of wooden guards surrounded the entire cathedral, and a simple arrow tower was built on each of the four tops of the building.

As expected of a military city, even the cathedral is decorated to look like a fortress.

Todd, who had just uttered such admiration, suddenly found that there were still some dried blood on Juma, and immediately began to think about the situation in the city and what it looked like.

A few minutes later, a short, yawning deacon came out of the cathedral and said impatiently, "It's so late, who is it?"

Seeing the deacon getting closer, Todd took off the hood of the black robe, revealing the appearance of Felicity.

Seeing Todd on the horse, Deacon Pat first opened his mouth wide, then rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and finally hurriedly and stumbled to get off the horse, took the rein and walked in, and said with a flattering smile, "Isn't this Mr. Fairchild! Why didn't you say anything beforehand when you were coming?!"

Letting the fat deacon lead the horse, Todd swaggered into the backyard of the cathedral under the watchful eyes of a group of stunned catechumens.

"Lord Felicchild, have you eaten dinner yet? I'll let someone prepare it!" Deacon Pat helped Todd off his horse, and when Todd stood still, he didn't forget to pat the latter's body for dust.

Is this guy really from the church? !

Todd looked at the fat man suspiciously. This guy's attentive appearance and fawning expression made him look like a businessman.

Recalling Felicity's daily habits, Todd snorted through his nose, popped a silver moon towards Pat with his right thumb, and asked arrogantly, "Where is Tristan?"

Taking Yinyue lightly, and putting it in his pocket without a trace, Pat pointed to the secretary's room at the back of the church: "Lord Tristan is reading a book there, do you want me to take you there?"

"No need." Todd turned over and got off the horse, and threw Pat a handsome back: "Take care of my horse."

The fat man said yes in a hurry, but he hugged his right arm with his left hand, and pointed his middle finger upwards with his right hand.

Through the long corridor, Todd came to the door of the secretary's room and knocked on the door panel with his hand.

A voice came from the room: "Who?"

Todd cleared his throat: "The one you're waiting for."

A moment later, the door opened.

With a probing expression on his face, Tristan looked up and down at Todd standing in front of the door, showing no intention of giving way.

Reluctantly, Todd took out from under his robe the token that Rachel had given him before leaving—a drop-shaped earring made of emerald.

Tristan took the earrings, and a softness flashed in his eyes for an instant. Soon, he regained his composure and moved away, motioning for Todd to come in first.

After entering the room, Todd randomly found a comfortable chair and sat down, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the things on the desk.

Notes and books scattered around, densely written paper, and a half-eaten dinner.

Tristan ignored Todd who was looking around, he walked to the desk, sat down slowly, put Rachel's earrings in the palm of his hand, and watched quietly without saying a word.

Only at this time did Todd have the opportunity to observe Tristan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, by the light of the fire.

Due to long-term fatigue and stress, Tristan, who is not yet 40 years old, seems to be showing signs of premature aging. With a stooped figure, faint silver threads, and thin cheeks, Todd sighed softly when he looked at the person who was quite different from what he remembered.

"She never gave this earring to anyone else..."

Todd, who was busy observing Tristan, didn't hear what the other party said for a while, and asked with a frown, "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly, what did you just say?"

Tristan put the earrings on a clean handkerchief and carefully placed them on the table. Looking at Felicchild's appearance, Todd said, "I have received the letter, and she asked me to spare no effort to assist you as much as possible. And in case of danger, your life is the first priority..."

Todd blinked in surprise, and asked tentatively, "May I ask, why did you follow her instructions?"

"Mr. Fairchild, don't get me wrong." Tristan's tone was cold: "The relationship between me and her is not a subordination relationship, but a mutual cooperation relationship. The reason why I agreed to help you is because I owe her a favor."

Knowing that the other party didn't see his identity at all, Todd, who had a cold attitude, shrugged and said indifferently: "Well, no matter how you cooperate with each other, as long as you can help me."

"Tell me, how can I help you?"

"I want to contact the mission in Muxi City."

Hearing Todd's words, Tristan straightened up suddenly and opened his eyes wide, like a bird of prey that has spotted a natural enemy and is about to fight. With a low voice, he asked the person in front of him: "Why do you want to contact the mission in Muxi City?"

"I have my reasons." Todd moved his neck and said to Tristan with a smile: "I swear to Heavenly Father, I have no malice towards the missions in Muxi City."

Tristan, who didn't believe in this promise at all, shook his head and said: "The Muxi Mission is now located in the inner city of the Holy Acropolis. They are under the protection of His Highness Sinclair, and the latter is in the same situation as the church. I have no way to arrange for you to meet them."

Todd pondered for a while, then asked again: "Are the members of the Muxi Mission safe now?"

As if he didn't understand why the other party asked this question, Tristan was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Although their personal freedom is restricted, they are all safe."

Todd breathed a sigh of relief, "If we can't meet in private, is it possible to meet in public?"

Tristan thought for a while, then nodded slowly: "In the evening of the day after tomorrow, there will be a routine dance in the Palace of the Holy Acropolis, you can attend... But I want to remind you in advance that the Muxi Mission is now the focus of everyone, and going up to talk rashly will definitely cause unnecessary trouble."

"I know that." Todd stood up from the chair, first glanced at Tristan, who was pale and sweating, and then at the leftovers on the desk, and said softly, "Eating these cold leftovers will only aggravate your stomach pain."

After saying this, under Tristan's surprised gaze, Todd pushed open the door and disappeared into the night.