Original God's Dark Priest

After confirming that the naked eye could not detect any clues, Saphir looked at Cassiodoro.

The white cat, who was suddenly glanced at by her, also gave her a puzzled look: "Why are you looking at me all of a sudden?"

"So you didn't tell me how to play it." Safir looked at the other person speechlessly, thinking that this guy might have a dull brain.

Cassiodoro was stunned. After a few seconds, he stammered, "Didn't I say that?"

It was Ada who answered: "I really didn't say that."

"Ah... Sorry, it's been so long I don't remember." Cassiodoro apologized halfheartedly. "I remember that if we want to play here, we need blank music scores. They're in the castle. We should be able to find them if we look for them."

As it spoke, it walked to a conch-like mechanism at the front of the stage: "It's right here. Just put the blank music sheet in."

"Go look for it." Saphir turned around and ordered.

As the order was given, the advance team that had transformed themselves into porters turned into a search team and began looking for blank music scores.

Saphir, on the other hand, leisurely walked to a glass wall and looked at the underwater scenery outside: "You know what, it's quite beautiful here."

"I thought you were used to seeing this kind of scenery." Cassiodoro responded to her.

Saphir chuckled softly, "Humans are land creatures after all, and only a few of them have time to come to the seabed to enjoy the scenery.

Every time I see a view like this, I always have a compelling mission or reason to do so, which makes it difficult for me to calm down and appreciate this magnificent spectacle."

"Then wait until the task is completed and take some time to come and have a look." Cassiodoro's thoughts were simple. Isn't it simple to want to rest?

Safir nodded but did not answer. There were endless tasks to be completed, and taking a break from the busy schedule was the main thing.

Just as she was quietly admiring the scenery, a glowing whale outside the glass caught her attention.

She kept staring at the whale outside, and Cassiodoro was watching too.

After the whale had gone far away, Saphir asked, "This thing shouldn't be common on the seabed, right?"

"Since we are underwater, it is normal to see all kinds of strange-shaped fish, right?" Cassiodoro didn't think much about it.

"Is it really normal?" Safir did not comment. She clearly felt that the fish was not an ordinary thing. It had a strong aura.

Cassiodore didn't know what she saw, but he sighed with some melancholy: "The sea outside, like this castle, belongs to the past and should be forgotten.

If we keep calling out to this monster, it might actually pop out and wreak havoc once again."

"Is that so?" Saphir nodded. "Then just treat it as an ordinary fish."

It didn't matter to her whether it was ordinary or not. How could any powerful fish surpass her? Then Villette couldn't have the final say on the Fontaine. Let the fish be the judge.

After a while, Ada brought in a blank music score.

After taking the blank music score, Safire walked to the front of the stage and placed it into the device that looked a bit like a conch.

As the music score was put in, the performance began.

The stage dimmed for a moment, and then a masked figure in red official uniform emerged, saying as he walked, "Not only do we share the same tough skin, but the same essence flows through our blood. We share the same mind and melody, and our will is one."

Seeing this sudden appearance of the figure, Saphir frowned slightly: "Is it a phantom? Or a spirit?"

"Long time no see! My dear friend... How long has it been since then? Five hundred years? Or thousands of years?" The figure looked at Cassiodoro. "But time has no meaning to us. Just like even though you now occupy this small body, I still recognized you at first sight.

So, tired of fighting, you decided to take up mouse hunting as a new hobby?"

After hearing this, Saphir understood that this guy was not an illusion, but should be a Lemurian who had lived here before, just like Cassiodor.

Inserting a blank music score into that thing can summon this person. He must have used a method similar to soul possession to temporarily seal himself.

Otherwise, a remnant soul would not be able to hold on for so long.

Cassiodore's emotions fluctuated after he saw the figure: "It's you..."

Just as the figure that suddenly appeared was about to say something, Saphir stood in front of Cassiodore and said, “Although I don’t think you can hurt this kitten in your current state.

But... your attitude of ignoring me still makes me feel a little uncomfortable. How about you introduce yourself? So that I can make sure that you are worth communicating with."

"The value of communication...hahahaha." The man suddenly laughed, "I don't know what you call barbarians..."

As soon as he uttered the word "barbarian", the rest of the words were stuck in his throat.

Saphir looked at him quietly, a strange red light flickering in his eyes: "Identity, or... death."

Cassiodoro felt that the light around him had dimmed a bit, and he understood what Saphir had done. Because this time, the murderous aura of the assassination field was not aimed at it, so it felt nothing except that the environment was a little dim.

But it was not the same for the person who faced the murderous attack from the assassination field. In just a moment, a crack appeared on the mask on his face, which made him a little panicked. This was the first time he had seen someone like Saphir who had the means to target him.

"My patience is limited. If you don't want to say it, then never say it." Saphir said, and raised his hand. A black chain appeared out of thin air, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, slowly floating up with a scalp-numbing friction sound.

The man had never seen such a scene before, so he immediately confessed: "I am Boethius of Lemuria, the chief mediator of Phobos."

He wanted to ask Saphir's name, but Saphir didn't even look at him. Instead, he looked at Cassiodorus: "Well, Boethius... Is this person your colleague?"

Cassiodoro nodded reluctantly: "I don't deny that I know him, but..."

"Cassiodo, as people who serve the Supreme God-King together, the years we spent together seem so insignificant in your eyes. And how could you..." Boethius looked a little exasperated.

He still couldn't finish his words, and Saphir became a little impatient: "Tsk...did I ask you to speak?"

"You!" Boethius felt that this woman was extremely rude.

He was about to say something when he heard Saphir slowly say, "Kneel down."

The next moment, a pressure as if the sky was collapsing fell heavily on him, crushing his body directly. He was unable to resist and fell to his knees on the ground, unable to speak.

"What's going on with this guy? I don't think your relationship is very good. If you beg for mercy, I can give you a favor." Safir looked at Cassiodoro again.

Cassiodoro was silent for a few seconds, and finally gave up pleading for Boethius: "In terms of relationship, we are not enemies, but in my memory, his soul has long been shattered. I don't know why he appears here.

But in this situation, it is highly likely that the disorder of the music was caused by him."

"So that's the culprit?" Saphir was a little surprised. "He was caught so quickly... What a pleasant surprise."

Boethius keenly sensed the murderous intent that flashed across Saphir's eyes.

The feeling of being on edge made him panic. Although he was a spirit, he felt cold sweat starting to break out on his back.

"Then... kill him." As Saphir spoke, the Netherworld Chain shot out.

Boethius screamed out in a fierce desire to survive, "You can't kill me! My power has connected to Phobos. If you kill me, you won't be able to open the gate to the deep water, and you will definitely not be able to solve the problem of the movement!"

The chain stopped two inches from Boethius's head.

Saphir narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you threatening me?"

If he accepts death obediently, then it would be a quick death, but if it's a threat...

Then we can't let him die too easily.

"What he said is very likely true. Phobos is not here. If he has merged his soul with the music, simply killing him will not completely solve the problem.

"We can't destroy his soul and the music right here," Cassiodoro offered sound advice. "It's better to spare his life for now. Besides, destroying the music... doesn't necessarily free the souls on earth."

Saphir frowned. She wanted to say that she didn't care about the lives of those on the ground. She just wanted to kill this guy who couldn't see the situation clearly. But this was obviously a short-sighted move. Moreover, if she allowed it to continue, cutting off the road to the Sea of Oldness, and the impact spread to Xumi City...

Nashida and the others will definitely find out what happened today. We have come all the way here and the problem has not been solved yet. Who knows what that little badminton will do to us then.

Safire can't afford to lose this person.

It seems that the only thing we can do is to do as Cassiodoro said and spare the life of this little thief.

She put away the Nether Chains, walked forward, and kicked Boethius, who was kneeling on the ground, to the ground. Then she raised her right foot and stepped on his chest. "Do you want to be killed quickly or do you want to experience the feeling of a blunt knife cutting your flesh?"

"What do you want to do..." Boethius was no longer arrogant at this time, and looked a little powerless.

Saphir looked at the mask on his face with a forced smile: "Tell me about your plan, let me hear what conspiracy you, an ambitious man, are planning."

"..." Boethius was very glad that he was already a soul body, otherwise his hands and feet would have been broken by now.

He could see that the cruel look in Saphir's eyes was not fake; this woman could really do it.

Saphir increased the force of his footsteps. "Although physical blows are ineffective against spirits, I have many ways to make you suffer."

As she said this, a cluster of pale spiritual fire ignited from the fingertips of her right hand with a "bang", and slowly pressed against Boethius's neck under his horrified gaze.

"Ah!" A heart-wrenching scream sounded in the castle. Cassiodora turned away with some reluctance. Although he did not like Boethius, hearing him scream so heart-wrenchingly, he must have believed that the pain caused by the burning of the white flames was not something that ordinary people could endure.

It suddenly felt that Saphir's attitude towards it was very friendly, so friendly that it felt a little unreal.

In fact, there are two main reasons why Safir's choice was not difficult for Cassiodore.

One is that Cassiodor's goal is to save the residents of the town. Saphir does not dislike such people with a sense of justice and is willing to be more friendly to them.

The second thing is that she would never admit it, Cassiodoro chose to appear in the form of a cat to make her feel familiar.

We are both people who have fallen into this world, so why should we know each other when we meet?

This shared suffering earned Cassiodori the goodwill of Saphir.

When Boethius was no longer able to scream, Saphir let him go and asked, "I'll give you one more chance. If you miss this time..."

"I'll tell you...I'll tell you everything!" Boethius learned to answer quickly.

“I am a subordinate of the Supreme God King Remus. Fontaine’s existence is a mistake to me, and I want to correct this mistake.

Therefore, he wanted to use the power of Phobos to flood Fontaine with water, and then allow Lemuria to descend again, letting its light illuminate the earth. Boethius revealed his entire purpose in one breath.

Cassiodoro thought he would be angry, question, and curse after hearing this.

But... now there is only peace in its heart, and it even wants to light a candle for Boethius.

Why light candles... He didn't know, maybe... to wish him a happy birthday?

When Saphir heard Boethius's answer, his eyes lit up a little, and the smile on his face became more sincere.

Seeing her smile, Boethius felt a little relieved, but he didn't notice that Ada had already walked away with Cassiodora in her arms.

Anyone who knew Safire knew what it meant when she made that expression.

The next second, the shrill scream rang out again, even louder and more penetrating than before.

Zoya, who was organizing people to plunder outside, couldn't help but scratch her ears and muttered, "Who offended Lord Dark Priest? They are really not afraid of death."

Beside her, Yisote said coldly: "Death is happiness, right? This is obviously worse than death. This treatment...tsk tsk tsk tsk...it was not even experienced during the blood and fire case.

"Who did you use that on? Why don't you remember?"

"I vaguely remember that she was angry like this before, but I can't remember who it was because of." Zoya also rubbed her temples, always feeling as if she had forgotten something.

None of this matters anymore.

After extinguishing five spiritual fires like a cigarette butt, Saphir left Boethius, who had become almost translucent, and looked at the portal through which he appeared.

Before she could ask, Cassiodoro answered, "That's the entrance to the next stop. What are you going to do?"

Saphir glanced coldly at the half-dead Boethius and said, "Take this guy with you."

"Aren't you afraid..." Cassiodoro wanted to say that there might be an ambush prepared by Boethius there, and it would be dangerous, but when he thought of Saphir's strength, he swallowed all the words.

Are you kidding? If Saphir could be defeated just by relying on the so-called ambush, then Boethius would have unified the continent of Teyvat long ago.

There's no point lingering here.

"Isn't there anything you want to know?" Cassiodoro felt that he should be more proactive. After all, what happened before would obviously make this woman furious. Maybe if he was more proactive, he could calm her down a little.

Saphir glanced at Cassiodore in surprise, as if seeing through his thoughts. He lowered his eyes and chuckled twice: "Haha... Don't worry, I usually don't vent my anger on others."