Wizard: Surviving in the Steam Age with Points for Demon Hunter

Chapter 400 The truth is only within the range of magic!

In a room on top of the Dawn Cathedral not far away.

The white dome is covered with prismatic glass, through which the light from the red moon shines.

This strange, dull red color, under the golden dawn, was squeezed like an ant, leaving only a thin veil in the room.

A huge light curtain was erected in the center of the room. The light curtain was as clear and bright as a mirror, reflecting a tall figure.

He was wearing a golden robe with a sun pattern on his chest, and a crown on his long golden hair. He had a pair of bright eyes on his handsome face, like a sculpture.

——It was Saint Jobin XV, the head of the Church of the Dawn.

"Saint Xizi, as a 'brave' guardian, you must use your own judgment."

Xizi pursed her lips and did not respond.

Like Eve, after seeing Wayne transform the undead creatures, she returned directly to the Cathedral of Dawn and chose to contact the Sanctuary directly.

However, the difference is that compared to the gentle Ms. Maurice, St. Jobin XV had no opinion on Wayne's performance and even specifically reminded her not to do anything beyond her duties.

"Don't understand?"

Saint Jobin XV chuckled and said, "If you have any questions, you can ask the 'Heroic' authority more often. He will give you more accurate advice."

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." Xizi lowered her head and asked unwillingly, "I want to know the attitude of the Sanctuary towards the 'Disaster Wizard'."

She really wouldn't feel at ease if she didn't figure this out.

It's not just because Wayne's strength is getting stronger and stronger, but also because she and Pavla are both on Alexei Island.

Especially her sister Pavla, who seemed to have a soft spot for the young wizard...

She was worried that if the Church of Dawn and the School of Ghost Studies became enemies in the future, or had some intentions towards Wayne, both she and Pavla would be affected.

Saint Jobin XV saw her expression, shook his head and sighed, "Forget it. It seems that if I don't tell you today, your resolute and 'brave' power holder will be shaken."

"My Dawn Church has no intentions towards the Ghost School. If we had any intentions, we would have joined forces with the Spirit Mystic School to attack them as early as the Fourth Era."

"only……"

Saint Jobin XV paused, his expression becoming serious: "Regarding the treatment of the wizard Wayne, the Great Will of the Dawn once had an oracle."

"My Lord said to him?" Xizi was stunned for a moment, "Your Majesty, please tell me the content of the oracle."

"Find him." Saint Jobin XV's expression became more solemn, as if the great being attached great importance to Wayne.

But in fact, the oracle doesn't just say "find him", it also says "kill him"!
"Hmm? That's all?"

"Yes, there are only these three words." Saint Jobin XV nodded and said, "In fact, the oracle did not explicitly say 'disaster wizard'."

"But all signs indicate that the Great Master is talking about him."

"You should still remember the prophecy not long ago - gunfire sounded, death came..."

"Was it the oracle that our Lord sent down at that time?" Xizi understood in her heart that the prophecy was referring to Wei En.

This was not her own speculation, but the unanimous result of the vast majority of "people favored by fate" in the world.

"Yes!"

Saint Jobin XV recalled for a moment and continued:

"I don't know the Great Lord's intentions, but I think he has some concerns about him. Therefore, when Vaklav proposed to keep you on Alexei Island, I agreed."

"When the time comes, no matter what the Great Lord thinks of him, it will be easier to deal with it with you there."

"But I didn't expect that his strength would reach the level it is now."

Xizi's expression changed slightly. This answer also answered her doubts.

This would explain why His Majesty Saint Jobin XV agreed to Chief Vaklav's request so easily, and why the attitudes of those cardinals also changed...

"Now, what should I do?"

"Don't do anything until you receive new instructions." Saint Jobim XV said calmly:
"This is not only for you, but also for the 'blasphemous' Saint Carly Morris, and your sister, the 'good' successor to the authority of the Dawn Church."

"You just need to remember to maintain a good relationship with Wayne Loft, the 'Disaster Wizard'. Just keep a distance from him."

Is this so...

Xizi was silent for a few seconds, then nodded and said, "I understand, Your Majesty."

Saint Jobin XV looked at her through the light curtain, with a serious expression on his face:
"This is the God-Forbidden Era. No, it is the first time since the Third Era that so many saints have appeared in my Dawn Church."

"I believe you know what this means."

"In the near future, this world may undergo drastic changes. By then, our Dawn, the other three Orthodox Churches, and even the five major wizard schools will be affected."

St. Jobin XV paused and said seriously, "We need to be more patient and think more."

"So there is one more small thing I want to tell you."

"Please tell me."

"Pay close attention to the expedition of the three major wizard schools, Ghost, Spirit Mystic, and Blood Spirit. If necessary, I allow you to lead the Heroic Knights to participate directly."

"Me?" Xizi pointed at herself and said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, the wizards will not let me participate..."

"It depends on the timing. If the opportunity is right, then participate. If it is not right, then keep the status quo."

"I know what to do."

"Well, then I will wait for your good news in the Sanctuary."

As they spoke, the light curtain disappeared instantly and the two interrupted their conversation.

Xizi stood up gently and looked at the spire of the castle inside the high walls of the city with a puzzled expression.

Oracle, Wayne...

Expedition, wizard...

I just hope that the will of the Great Dawn is inclined towards the wizards, otherwise she and Pavla... and the "blasphemous" saint, I'm afraid they will be in danger here...

……

The waters around Dakman Island.

A three-masted sailing ship, shining with golden light, floated on the relatively calm sea, heading south.

Carly Morris was dressed in a platinum robe, her delicate body standing upright under the figurehead, her sapphire eyes staring at the back of the figurehead - the statue of Orpheus, Lord of the Dawn.

"Alexei Island... Wayne, we're meeting again..."

"Your Majesty, are you thinking about that wizard?"

At this moment, Melbelle's voice came from behind.

"Melbel, what is your attitude towards him now?" Carly asked without turning her head, not paying attention to his silent appearance.

"No attitude at all." Melbelle's eyes flickered under the mask, and it was obvious that this was not the truth.

"Aren't you treating him as a heretic?" Carly didn't believe it.

"Of course, he is still a heretic who blasphemes the dawn!"

Melbell thought of the young wizard in the city-state of Caster. If he had killed him at that time, perhaps...

"His current strength is no less than yours," Carly turned around and looked at him, reminding him seriously:

"Don't use the word 'heretic' to describe Wayne. This is the last advice I will give you."

Melbert looked into her eyes, remained silent for a moment, lowered his head and knelt on one knee:
"I will follow your Majesty's orders!"

"This time, the Sanctuary requires us to cooperate with the 'Heroic' Saint to guard Alexei Island. I hope you won't do anything that could cause misunderstanding."

"As you wish!" "And there's more," Carly breathed a sigh of relief, her expression softened as she continued:

"Once we get there, we will immediately train all the 'blasphemous' knights. If necessary, we can ask the heroic knights for help."

Melbert stood up and said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured. I have already made a detailed plan with the deputy leader on this matter."

"That's good."

Carly thought for a few seconds, and since she had nothing else to instruct or explain, she turned around and looked at the deep sea.

After a long time, she asked lightly:

"Melbert, you and I, along with the Blasphemous Knights, are special outliers in the Holy Land. Not only Archbishop Henrietta thinks this way, but the other knights also treat us this way."

"Although I am the controller of the power of 'blasphemy' and the 'blasphemer' Saint, I still cannot change this situation..."

“I wonder, what can I do to make them not be like this?”

"Your Majesty," Melbert said with a sinister look in his eyes, "the true meaning of 'blasphemy' is bound to lead to such a situation."

"Not only you, but also the two 'blasphemous' saints that appeared in the long river of history did not change the status quo."

"So?" Carly frowned, "I want to be like them and sacrifice myself to save Dawn in a war?"

"No!"

Melbelle's tone became serious, "I will never allow this to happen on my life!"

"..."

Carly understood what he meant. Even if he sacrificed himself, he still couldn't change the Sanctuary's attitude towards her.

If this is the case……

"I understand. Sail at full speed and reach Alexei Island within three days."

"it is good!"

……

……

Meanwhile, Alexei Island.

The huge bone dragon curled up its body and squatted in the square in front of the castle, attracting the attention of the surrounding guards.

These guards, who were born as pirates, had heard a lot about the wonders of the necromancers of the Ghost School at sea, but most of them had never seen undead creatures.

Now a bone dragon with only crystal white bones all over its body appeared before their eyes, making them want to take a few more glances.

"Undead creatures...bone dragons...look so handsome."

"Yeah, it would be great if I could own a skull dragon like this. It would definitely be cooler than owning a five-masted sailing ship."

"That's impossible, unless you can join the Ghost School and become a necromancer."

"..."

Not only the guards, but also the pirates in the city-state and the nobles in the garrison area are paying attention to the castle.

However, compared to the pirates and guards, the nobles and extraordinary people from various continents are relatively reserved.

Although many people had not seen many undead creatures, their focus was on the wizards.

Especially the nobles from the Northern Continent, headed by the Sawyer family, looked forward to seeing when they could meet the "first wizard under demigod" Salvatore Samuel Capo.

If that doesn't work, it would be nice to be able to meet that member of the Silveira family.

“Did you see clearly? Who is the one from the Silvera family?”

"No, I only know that he is a middle-aged man, but I don't know which one of the Silvera family he is..."

"Baron Sawyer, do you know him?"

"I know him, of course," Baron Sawyer's face was slightly excited. Not only did he know him, he had also followed the head of the family to a party and greeted that adult.

"Who is it? The heir of the Silvera family?"

"No."

Sawyer was stunned and said unhappily, "The only heir to the Silvera family is Ms. Theresa. This is a well-known fact."

The person who spoke laughed awkwardly and said, "Sorry, sorry, please continue."

"The one accompanying the ghost wizard this time is the family head's younger brother, and Ms. Theresa's uncle, Guret Spence Silvera."

"What about his identity?"

Sawyer said proudly, "Why ask? He is mainly responsible for the external business of the Silvera family and controls a huge amount of gold pounds."

"To be frank, as long as we have the opportunity to meet him during this period, with our status as a resident on Alexei Island, we will be able to gain his favor, everyone..."

"But you must be more careful!"

"Understood... This time, we'll have to ask Baron Sawyer to invite that person on our behalf."

"As long as we can meet that person, I promise on behalf of the Belia family that I will give the Sawyer family the highest standard of cooperation contract!"

"Me too……"

"Let's talk about this after we meet him."

Although Baron Soyer wanted to agree, he knew that inviting such a person was no less difficult than directly inviting the legendary Salvatore of the Ghost School.

Therefore, he thought for a few seconds and said, "In the next few days, you should go back and collect intelligence. It is best if it is intelligence that has not appeared in the Cordo Bulletin. I can use intelligence about the Twilight Cult!"

"Ok?"

The nobles looked at each other, knowing his intention, and nodded quickly:
"Please rest assured, Baron Sawyer. I will contact the family intelligence personnel and will get back to you as soon as possible."

"Ah."

……

Not to mention the reactions of the people on the island, at this moment in the hall of the castle, dozens of chairs were neatly arranged in a circle.

The innermost circle is the core members of the expedition wizards headed by the legendary Salvatore. Among them, a young wizard is particularly eye-catching.

——"The First Wizard Under Legend" Wayne Loft!

Compared to looking down from a high altitude before, after observing up close now, all the wizards around could not help but sigh in their hearts.

They are all wizards, learning the same "knowledge" and researching the same topics, but how come others are as powerful as legends before they are even 20 years old, or even far surpassing most legendary wizards.

Most of these legendary wizards with "extremely poor talents" were promoted to legendary status after the age of fifty.

"Wei En, I haven't seen you for a few days. Your strength has improved again."

Salvatore noticed the looks from the wizards around him and a smile appeared on his face.

Wei En also noticed the complex expressions of scrutiny, envy, inquiry, and doubt in the eyes of these legends, and could only say calmly:

"I just had better luck."

"Wizard Wayne, for a wizard, strength cannot be explained by luck." A burly wizard laughed.

"He's right. We have already seen the strength of Wizard Wayne. He is very strong!"

"What's ridiculous is that those secret monks of the Twilight Sect would actually come to attack Alexei Island..."

"The truth is only within the scope of magic. Strength is strength, no matter if it's from the Twilight Sect or anyone else!"

Salvatore did not join in the discussion of the wizards around him, but introduced:
"This person is from the School of Mystical Spiritual Studies..."

(End of this chapter)