Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

Chapter 318 318: The Trap Of The Trapped...

"Envoy from the Church of Flames?" The Saint Knight was taken aback. It hadn't been long since these people left and now they were back and they wanted to meet Gabriel?

"Could it be that they already found out about it?" he asked the Duke, glancing at his Sword that was lying nearby.

"I don't think that's the case. If they knew, you think they would only send one envoy?" Callum knew just how big a deal it was for someone to destroy a Sacred Church's main branch.

He was clear that if they knew about this and Gabriel being behind this, let alone the city but the entire Empire would've been destroyed already!

"They must be here for some other reason," he told the Saint Knight. Even though the situation wasn't ideal, it still wasn't as bad as it could've been.

"Even if that's the case, what should we do about it? They're here to meet the Emperor, but he..." The Saint Knight couldn't help but shake his head, glancing at Gabriel who was lying on the bed with Raphael keeping an eye on him.

"What can we even do? Go out and handle the matter," the Duke replied. If he wasn't worried about his identity, he personally would've gone. However, for now, the only choice they had was to send the Saint Knight who had a similar level of position as him in the Empire.

The Saint Knight scratched the back of his head, nodding. He couldn't do anything else. He walked closer to his sword that was inside the sheath and picked it up before leaving the room.

"Huh?" The Saint Knight stepped out of the room, only to be shocked. The envoy from the Church... He wasn't in the meeting room. Instead, he was coming directly toward him! He was just a few steps away from the entrance of the room where Gabriel was resting...

....

The entire hall was filled in silence. Two people sat face to face, both being at the top of this world when it came to strength. One was the Holy Priest of Flames while the other was the Holy Priestess of Earth.

Even though it's been half an hour, the silence was still deafening.

"I need your help..." After a long time, Lerian finally broke the silence. He had never asked anyone for help in his entire life. Unfortunately, now he had no choice but to ask for help.

He was so angry that he wanted to kill! It was already proving hard for him to control his emotions for now. He wanted to find the people who attacked the Sacred Church of Flames and he believed he could only do so with the help of the Holy Priestess of Earth.

"How can I help?" The Holy Priestess of Earth asked. Usually, she didn't think that the situation was going to deteriorate to this level. Even she couldn't have guessed that this was a trap to lure Lerian away from Leviria. That trap also succeeded.

It was clear that whoever was behind this attack was very clever and that killing Lerian's daughter was a part of this trap. They knew how strong Lerian was and that they couldn't kill him. That's why, they wanted to decide the forces behind him first to break him!

According to her, not only did they kill his daughter, but they intentionally kept the Fate Stone safe throughout these years, only to use it now when the opportunity was right to lure Lerian away from the Church with most of the forces.

For some reason, she also felt that whoever did it knew what they were doing all too well. It all happened right around the Meeting of Saints after all! It was as if the enemies knew about the Meeting of Saints and timed things according to that.

At this moment, they were out in the open, having no idea who was behind all this and where the enemies hid. On the other hand, the enemies seemed to know a lot about them!

When Elora told them that the new Holy Priest of Darkness was very cunning and planned things accordingly, she didn't think it was that bad. However, at the moment, she was starting to believe those words.

Lerian pulled out a small letter from his pocket and placed it on the glass table between him and the Holy Priestess of Earth.

The Holy Priestess of Earth picked up the letter and unfolded it slowly.

As soon as she read through this letter, her face darkened. "Who gave you this letter?"

"A few hours ago, a commoner gave this letter to one of our members. He said that this letter was given to him by a masked man who told him to pass this letter to us after twelve hours," Lerian answered.

"Then this letter..." The Holy Priestess of Earth frowned.

Lerian nodded as a trace of anger flashed in his deep eyes. "This was sent by the person who attacked the Church... The hand behind the curtain..."

The Holy Priestess of Earth went through the letter once again. "This person... He is really bold, isn't he?"

"Only as long as I can't find him. When I do, his skull would be under my feet," Lerian responded. "Then I'll see how bold he is!"

"For that, I need your help," he told the Holy Priestess.

"Don't tell me you're asking me to use... that?" The Holy Priestess of Earth frowned. Seeing Lerian be so serious, she was already sure what he was here for!

"That's right. I'm here to ask you to use it... The treasure that you found two years ago," Lerian confessed. "Only that can help me now. When that person used his spells to destroy the Church, his aura had been left there. It will be dispersed in a few days so we need to be fast. With your treasure, we can use that aura to teleport him back to that place and kill him!"

"You realise that I can only use it once, right?" The Holy Priestess asked, not showing much reaction. "I was saving that to catch people from the Temple of Time once they made an appearance in this world again. To use that on this person..."

"The Temple of Time hasn't appeared for hundreds of years. For now, the biggest danger this world faces is the person who attacked the Church and the force behind him. If we don't capture him, who's to say he won't get stronger and attack your home next?"

After speaking, Lerian stood up. Only the sound of the chair being pushed back could be heard in the silence.

"I said all I wanted to say. Now the choice is yours..."