There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 773 - 659 Going Out into the Wild

Chapter 773: Chapter 659 Going Out into the Wild

Throngs of citizens lined both sides of the main road leading from the Light Church to the city gate. Soldiers of the Holy Court, clad in black and gold armor, marched at the forefront of the procession, followed by the Knight Order, surrounding the dazzling, central Holy Seat.

The Holy Seat was enormous, reaching a height of ten feet, with six white horses harnessed to it, and the carriage at the rear was exceedingly lavish.

The massive Sun Crown symbol hovered above, shining brilliantly in the midday sun. The carriage, with its intricately carved beams and painted rafters adorned with golden leaves in the windows, spared no expense in displaying opulence and nobility.

Beyond the Papal Holy Seat, the clergy procession included various ranks from priests to supervisory bishops, roughly a hundred in total; among them, the ordinary white-robed bishops numbered in the hundreds, while priests were too numerous to count.

The position of white-robed bishops within the clergy hierarchy was somewhat awkward.

Although they bore the title of bishops, in fact, they did not serve in any church but roamed the continent spreading the teachings.

In contrast, priests below them at least oversaw church affairs and possessed actual authority.

But to ascend from a priest to a High Bishop, one must first pass through the station of a white-robed bishop.

And only by serving as a white-robed bishop spreading the faith across the continent until they received the God of Light’s compassion and gained control of the Sun Crown’s divine seal, would they naturally assume the role of a bishop.

Therefore, many priests ended their lives still as priests, primarily because they did not wish to give up their actual authority to become an ascetic.

After all, without the God of Light’s recognition, one had to wander for life.

Not everyone’s faith was resoundingly sincere, after all.

…

Following the carriage, the Knight Order and the Holy Court’s military wrapped up the rear of the procession.

The grand cavalcade stretched for kilometers, brilliant along its path, with the radiant Sun Crown symbol visible from a great distance.

Of course, this was not the entirety of the Holy Court’s military might. Other than the visible force, the real army had already taken positions outside the city under cover of last night’s darkness.

Additionally, Holy Court troops stationed in various locations were secretly converging.

Their ultimate destination: the Royal Capital!

…

Xu Shuo watched the formidable procession depart, reflecting on what the Church Acolyte might be feeling at this moment, then turned away from the spectacle and left.

Many nobles disguised themselves when outside their homes, so Xu Shuo’s current attire did not stand out much. He went to the city gates, purchased a fine horse with coin, and followed the crowd out of the City of Light.

After determining his direction, he headed straight for the West.

First to Tunus City-State, then to The North.

Xu Shuo had no interest in being taken by surprise while ‘playing wild’ outside, so he had to first ascertain the black dragon’s allegiance before considering his next move, as well as resolving the issue of the Elf who had emerged from The North.

The campaign mission had already determined the course of the plot. This was not a millennium-old struggle of faith but merely a pure struggle for power over the continent.

However, those strange and peculiar creatures, and the powers they wielded, would surely become the main characters in directing this war.

Under the sunlight, a black horse sped across the dust and plains, disappearing into the continuous mountain range.

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Evening approached, with the sun declining in the west.

Western Continent, Sars City-State.

The shortest route from the City of Light to Tunus City-State passes six fortresses and two large city-states, among which Sars City-State sits in the middle.

The customs and culture of the Western Continent slightly differ from the inland regions.

The people here are more open-minded, with dress focusing on coolness and convenience. Some women wore camisoles and wrap skirts, simply draping a scarf over their heads before walking onto the streets.

Without cumbersome and complex rules, it was common to see merchants sitting by their roadside stalls, selling a diverse array of goods.

A young girl, dressed in local attire, was squatting in front of a vendor, selecting a bottle of perfume.

The vendor, seeing her furrowed brow, eagerly promoted his goods, “Miss, my products are truly effective. Just a spray, and even the most keen-nosed Bear Demon Beast won’t be able to track you!”

The girl did not respond, nor did she even glance at him, merely nodding occasionally while the vendor prattled on.

And in the end, she still bought the item.

In fact, she had already bought quite a few items to conceal her scent because the world was slightly fantastical, and she was not entirely sure what the dragon was using to track her.

If it was relying on Bloodline Power, then it was highly likely that no amount of protection would be of use.

Unless she directly switched bodies.

According to legend, dragons do not employ magic nor fear any magic, as their flesh and hereditary bloodline are the sources of their pride and power.

The girl had already cast isolation magic on herself but still felt it was not secure enough.

Facing that mad-dog-like black dragon, she both wanted to approach to complete her task and felt somewhat fearful of its reckless attitude in battle.

To be honest, she still didn’t understand how they had started fighting last night.

It seemed like a sudden chase had ensued, right?

She had been dazed by a punch and, upon coming to her senses, thought only of evacuating upon encountering the enemy, until she had distanced herself from Tunus City-State and her thoughts gradually returned.

And then she became increasingly puzzled—why were we fighting? Did we communicate before the battle? Did we speak during the battle?

It seemed not.

It was as if she had been chased by a mad dog.

And frustratingly, that madman was the target of her side quest.

The girl sighed with worry and turned to leave with the perfume in hand.

However, it was precisely when she turned that something caught her eye at the end of the street—a white figure.

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The person was tall and slender, wearing a white hat veil that reached down to the waist, leading a black horse, strolling through the busy market while slightly turning their head as if surveying the surrounding vendors.

She didn’t know why she suddenly looked over—it must have been something that caught her attention subconsciously.

But at the moment she glanced over, the person seemed to sense her stare and abruptly turned to look her way.

The girl was startled and quickly averted her gaze.

This sensitivity was extraordinary, not that of an ordinary person!

Now was not the time to draw anyone’s attention, so after looking away, the girl hastily left the marketplace.

Still, even as she returned to the inn with utmost caution, she detected no one following her or sensed any impending danger.

Regardless, she immediately changed her accommodations.

After a cunning and circuitous journey from the west to the east side of the city, the cautious girl found a new, more hidden place to stay.

The reason she stayed on the Western Continent was to wait for that madman.

Or rather, she hoped to gain control of his movements.

As expected, the Light Church in Tunus would certainly have also noticed the existence of the dragon by now. Given that they were desperately searching for the black dragon, they likely had ulterior motives, and upon finding the dragon, it would not stay within Tunus City-State.

And Sars City-State was the obligatory route to the Holy See of Light.

The girl waited here with patience.

…

At this very moment.

At Dawn Inn where she stayed,

Xu Shuo found the intelligence station disguised by his church, and naturally took up residence without paying, leveraging his identity as a bishop. After scanning the entire inn with his spiritual power,

his thoughts stirred slightly.

It seemed like the scent of that girl from earlier was present?

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