Chapter 758 Loki McCarthy Meets an Old Friend Again

"May I be so bold as to ask... wasn't he your teacher?"

Lanci observed Abigail's emotions and asked softly.

If he dared to speak to Talia like that, he imagined…

He didn't dare to think about it.

"You've really got a good attitude. You actually dare to chat with me now."

Abigail put away the communication magic, flicked her hair, and said to Lanci.

It seemed that talking to that man in the communication made her very angry.

After ending the communication, her temper was obviously worse than before.

"You know, I'm just a comedian, what bad intentions could I have?"

Lanci raised his hands and replied, his eyes still fixed on the pink card in her hand.

"Just now you asked me what number I was, huh, you already used Landry's card, right? Then we've talked."

Abigail noticed Lanci's gaze and casually raised the sacred communication card in her hand.

[Super Long-Range Communication Program - 2]

[Category: Spell Card]

[Grade: Pink Sacred]

[Attribute: Link]

[Tier: 6]

[Effect: Compared to ordinary super long-range communication magic, the communication distance and anti-interference ability are stronger.]

[Note: The truth of the Empire will reveal the secrets of the Empire.]

"I was No. 2 who spoke to you at the beginning, the Silver Moon Restoration Society administrator with the nickname 'Truth'."

Abigail revealed.

She had privately chatted with Landry the night he arrived in Brilda.

Now, she didn't mind letting him know these things.

"Silver Moon Restoration Society? You're all members of the Silver Moon Restoration Society?"

Lanci looked at her in confusion.

He had grasped the real point.

After arriving in Brilda, he had vaguely heard the name of this secret society a few times, but he had never detected any trace of it. They were as ghostly as the vampires, and even Red Falcon Nicola couldn't track down any information about the Honored Ones.

"..."

Abigail didn't believe that someone who planned to murder and usurp Landry's identity wouldn't know that they were all Honored Ones of the Silver Moon Restoration Society.

This guy didn't seem to be acting.

His excellent performance on stage earlier didn't seem like acting.

But he did perform the script perfectly, making it difficult to tell whether he was acting or not, and difficult to believe anything he said.

"Can we talk properly first?"

Lanci said to Abigail again.

From the time he arrived in the Krete Empire, the course of events had been quite complicated. He needed her to calmly explain everything from the beginning.

He also couldn't understand how Landry was Abigail's junior brother, let alone why they were both members of the Silver Moon Restoration Society, an anti-imperial organization.

Abigail was now like Unity on the train back then, completely losing trust in him.

But Lanci couldn't sell out the Allied Unity, he had to use the art of speaking to explain things from a different angle.

Otherwise, if the Silver Moon Restoration Society joined forces with the Allied intelligence to suppress him, he would become a sinner for all time!

"It's okay, you don't have to try to stall for time. He's coming soon, and don't expect that gray-haired miss to save you."

Abigail looked at the hour hand.

Maybe in a little while, she would break free, after all, even in her home field, the spatial trap she had set up with the help of the bishop had a load limit.

Abigail was very certain that although that gray-haired woman was very strong, she was far inferior to the cardinal bishop, or rather, not on the same level at all.

At least two, no, maybe three gray-haired women would be needed to defeat the cardinal bishop.

"...Are you talking about the Cardinal Bishop?"

Lanci deduced.

He felt that what Abigail said was more important than negotiating a truce.

Anyone who could easily defeat Talia must be a bishop-level powerhouse.

Abigail was a member of the Silver Moon Restoration Society, so her teacher was unlikely to be the empire's war god.

In addition, he had previously chatted privately with Number 1 through the sacred communication magic, and the other party also seemed to be related to the Rebirth Church.

The only level 87 or higher powerhouse Lanci could think of appearing in the Krete Empire was the Cardinal Bishop of the Rebirth Church.

Talia was isolated in this space.

This trap could forcibly separate him and Talia for a short while. Spatial magic was just so unreasonable, like divination magic, only a few special magics could counteract it.

Combining Abigail's previous contact, there was only one bishop who could teach Abigail spatial magic and perform such spatial teleportation magic.

Dimensional Bishop Toliado.

"And you are the Dimensional Saintess?"

Lanci added.

He was less certain about this guess than before.

Lanci had previously been able to inexplicably sense members below the Destruction Branch and Hegemon Branch bishops, but he didn't have this perception of Abigail.

"Sort of, but our Dimensional Branch doesn't need troublesome things like the [Proof of Rebirth]."

Abigail didn't deny it, after all, she called the Dimensional Bishop her teacher.

She could create more advanced tokens to make the Dimensional Branch independent of other branches and form a more efficient coordination.

And its senior members and allied members could use encrypted versions of sacred communication magic.

Anyway, she and Landry had no chance of killing a cardinal bishop, so for her and Landry, the [Saint's Proof - Dimensional] was just a useless product with only negative effects.

The moment she finished speaking.

Lanci didn't have time to say another word.

The front of the magic device gradually twisted, and the color became darker and darker until the vortex gradually appeared, turning into a seemingly illusory door, with countless twisted souls hovering in the mirror.

The incomparable magic power bloomed again in this space, attracting their attention.

It was the first time Lanci had seen super long-distance teleportation magic.

If it weren't for the all-round barrier, the terminal interface of the eighth-order peak magic power fluctuation would definitely have aroused the Krete Empire's vigilance.

The Dimensional Gate vortex gradually formed, with a cold light on the edge, emitting a grating hum.

"Dimensional Bishop."

Lanci murmured, looking at the Dimensional Gate.

He had already met several cardinal bishops of the Rebirth Church.

Each of them was an almost invincible existence.

Just like Loren had demonstrated to him, if he appeared in the cardinal bishop's field of vision, there was no possibility of dealing with it by force.

The Dimensional Bishop, although a troublesome figure, was better than other cardinal bishops of the Rebirth Church.

Maybe if he told Toliado that he was Lanci, Toliado would be willing to talk to him considering the relationship he had when he donated to Ikritt Academy.

"After searching high and low, I found nothing. I didn't expect you, the guy impersonating Landry, to deliver yourself to my door."

A series of steady, rapid footsteps sounded from inside the spatial gate.

The vortex slowly opened, and a figure appeared in the room on the second floor of the opera house, the light outlining its figure.

The twilight on the terrace was getting thicker, and the moonlight was blocked by thick black clouds, casting an ominous shadow over the entire sky, making the room even darker.

It was a young man about 1.85 meters tall, his black medium-length hair occasionally covering his deep, starry eyes, which were filled with a hint of melancholy, as if the mysteries of the universe were hidden within them. He was wearing a black and white checkered shirt and an unrestrained black robe.

His face was handsome but slightly haggard, and he was still yawning.

"Abigail, you did a great job. I was just investigating this matter."

Toliado's voice was not deep at all, but rather clear and casual.

"That's not a reason for you to ignore me, the actor. If I believed you, today's performance would be ruined."

Abigail folded her arms and said indifferently.

Just thinking about it made her angry.

Previously, this bishop had always done some unreliable things, such as itching to provoke the Destruction Bishop, and then being beaten to the point of running away with his head in his hands, disappearing for nearly half a year. At that time, she was afraid of being implicated, and she quickly cut ties with the Dimensional Bishop, throwing away the Saint's Proof.

"Hmm?"

Lanci looked at the Dimensional Bishop talking to Abigail and felt that this man was a little strangely familiar.

The appearance was different.

But this temperament, this tone of voice.

It was just like someone who used to chat with him every day for a while...

Lanci suddenly recalled tonight's play at the Brilda Opera House, and the person who would have inextricable links with Abigail.

He also remembered the history associate professor at the Royal Magic Academy of the Proto Empire in the Northern Continent, who introduced him to Duchess Chloris Berenhalde, and was also the original author of *Saint War Romance*.

"...Are you Sido? Sido Arundel?"

Lanci asked tentatively.

"Oh? What if I am? Are you my fan?"

Toliado smiled and looked at Lanci curiously.

For him, it was not difficult to deduce one of his identities in the Krete Empire.

That was just a less important alias he used to travel in the Northern Continent.

Of course, his public identity as a foreign scholar in Krete was also very useful.

"Why are you still chatting with him?"

Abigail ran over and kicked Toliado's calf.

"Cough cough, no more messing around."

Toliado smiled apologetically and coughed twice.

"Next, I should chat with you, Mr. 'Landry'."

When Toliado looked at Lanci again, his voice was completely different from before, becoming cold and deep, like the collapse of a snow mountain in the winter polar regions.

"Although I am considered a very easy-going type of Cardinal Bishop, no matter who you are, I can't let Landry's accident go so easily."

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed from a human body into an ancient being like an extremely evil creature, and the monstrous magic power almost burned the entire space with its aura.

This time it was real killing intent.

"My little apprentice, Toliado, who I've trained for many years, is gone just like that. If it has nothing to do with the vampires, I won't believe it."

Toliado said slowly.

If Landry hadn't been divined by the enemy for some information, there would have been no possibility of exposure at all.

Of course, according to the news he just got tonight, Toliado also understood somewhat that the truth of Landry's murder may have been implicated by the karma on his sister's body.

Because the vampires intended to kill Landry's sister Elsa - the little girl who recently awakened the wolf bloodline - regardless of who Landry was, Landry was just an inevitable obstacle for the vampires.

"Do you know? Landry was a good kid, but he always thought he was a bad person. He relied on the power of the Rebirth Church to eliminate many dignitaries near his family, and did many things that could be called shady...all to protect his sister from being harmed by those dignitaries, and he was always begging the Goddess of Fate for forgiveness and punishment. I know all of this, and I tacitly allowed him to do things that violated the Rebirth Church's red lines."

Toliado said with emotion.

Perhaps in the dark, retribution really came, and Landry seemed to have died because of bad luck.

This was the reason why the Rebirth Church couldn't easily swear to the Goddess of Fate.

Swearing to a god was a very solemn thing, and people believed that the god would hear it.

There was a legend that the divinity of the Goddess of Fate lay in the fact that as long as you prayed to her, she would have the power to slightly interfere with your fate, and the more devoutly and longer you prayed, the more your heart would be conveyed to her.

Swearing to each god, whether these gods still exist and whether they can interfere in the world, may lead to karma.

The Rebirth Church had several times where high-level officials asked the Goddess of Fate for redemption and then betrayed them, and it was unclear whether they were enemies of the Rebirth Church from the beginning.

No one could say whether this was a coincidence or fate.

"So, do you understand? We can't let Landry die so inexplicably. For us, the most important thing is not revenge or justice, but the truth."

Abigail also turned to look at Lanci,

"This is our respect for Landry. I must know what happened. Any concealment from you will only make you pay a greater price."

That ambiguous attitude of his would not work with her, let alone asking her to sit down and negotiate peacefully.

"Alright, first thing, let me see who is behind your mask. There's no need to wear Landry's disguise anymore."

Toliado leaned against the wall, folded his arms, and said lightly.

He was not very good at interrogation and was heavy-handed. If the other party was willing to cooperate with him, he could save a lot of trouble.

"..."

Lanci helplessly took out a [Transformation: Human], which may have removed the concealment magic on his body, or may have covered it with a new layer.

In an instant, his figure was no longer that of a black-haired, blue-eyed young imperial professor, but had turned into a brown-haired, green-eyed man.

"Are you kidding me?"

Abigail looked at the actor's new appearance, feeling that this was also a fake identity.

He changed from one fake identity to another.

Abigail had never seen this man, and he was not a famous figure from the Southern Continent.

She was greatly disappointed.

It seemed that she had to let Toliado use some tough methods.

However.

On the other side, Toliado had already raised his hand and pointed at the brown-haired, green-eyed man the moment he saw him.

"Holy crap, McCarthy!"

Toliado shouted.