I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 242: Eyes of Supervision

"Sir Awen."

Nordman's voice became heavy and cold.

"When you spoke blasphemous words just now, you called out the name of the God of Justice directly. I don't want to lose a partner so soon, and I don't want to have to get rid of you personally because of the oracle."

Ivan shook his head indifferently and looked at Nordman leisurely.

"Priest Norman, if my words just now offended you or your gods, it only means that what I said happened to be the truth, right?"

Nordman, who was choked to death by these words and finally recovered her breath, also shook her head, but her face showed helplessness.

"It is exactly as described in the intelligence. You are truly a human who has no reverence for the gods, Sir Ivan."

She stood up, pulled a book from her bookshelf, and held it in her hand, motioning Ivan to follow.

"Let's go. If you want me to satisfy your curiosity, wait until you've finished watching the Eye of Surveillance, then come and satisfy mine..."

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Sir River with a grim look on his face.

"Nordman, what did you just say about asking Ivan to satisfy you?"

……

"So, Tyr did not inherit the complete Eye of Surveillance?"

"That's right, only a small part of the power. Alvin, if you can't restrain yourself from blaspheming the gods, then please at least change the way you address the gods to respectful titles!"

"Nordman, I think you need to explain to me clearly, what did you ask Ivan to satisfy you?"

"Okay, okay, I'll change it to a respectful title. So, what does the respected Tyr rely on now to monitor the entire plane?"

"...Hmm...how should I put it...

In the past, Heim would store a divine induction stone in his temple. The priest who touched the stone could clearly see what he wanted to see, no matter it happened in the past or in the present.

But what Tyr gave us was a huge scroll that could reveal words..."

"Nordman! You haven't answered my question yet!"

"A scroll? Not a loom or something weird like that?"

"It is a scroll. A scroll made of pure divine power."

"Nordman!"

"Shut up, Revo!

Alvin, we are here..."

Following the direction of Nordman's finger, a book taller than a person opened up and floated in a tall space.

The book is glowing with a light golden glow, and there are some tiny lines passing around it.

This should be the divine power that Nordman mentioned.

As he got closer, Alvin could clearly see some words that did not belong to human beings flashing on the scroll.

"This is the divine language, the language used by the gods in the astral world."

Nordman walked to Ivan's side, pointed to a few lines of text and began to introduce them.

“Every Tyrian priest must learn this language in secret before taking office;

In other words, in the entire Huiyao Diocese, I am the only one who has the ability to interpret the Eye of Supervision."

Alvin casually pointed at a few words, which clearly described the previous siege by the half-dragons, and the attack by Fallen Ones on the druid station in the Gray Haze Forest after Alvin left.

"It seems that this monitoring eye is a bit like satellite imagery..."

He kept flipping through the pages. Although this language was unfamiliar to Alvin, thanks to the time-travel bug, he could understand it after just one read.

"Also, it's very similar to satellites... its vision can also be blocked by obstacles... There's no record of this at the Falling Star Fortress."

Nordman behind her heard Ivan mumbling quietly, but because the voice was so quiet, she couldn't hear a word clearly.

"How is it, Lord Ivan, has your curiosity been satisfied?"

Alvin flipped through the pages and quickly found what he wanted.

“Very amazing, Priest Nordman.

It seems you don't have any spies in the Haze Forest."

“I knew you would doubt this…

Don't worry, Ivan. The Tyr Church doesn't need to arrange any spies. Instead of worrying about me, you should be careful about Lord Huiyao."

Holding down the emotional Revo, Nordman clicked on the book several times in succession.

Afterwards, a string of text was enlarged separately.

Ivan's recognition and Nordman's voice sounded at the same time.

“Ten days ago, a foreign race from the southern hills entered Radiant City;

Seven days ago, the alien races gathered at the orphanage in the city lord's mansion;

A day ago, the leader of the alien race met with the Faceless Guards of the Lord of the Xiuman City alone and performed the etiquette of kneeling. "

……

The City Lord's Mansion of Huiyao City is a building with a long history.

Before the great expansion of Brilliant City and before the halflings appeared in Nield, this was once the largest building in the entire Brilliant City.

To be precise, Huiyao City is just a circle of small shabby houses built around the City Lord's Mansion.

This huge building is more like a uniquely designed military fortress than a courtyard where the city lord lives.

There are some long and narrow cracks on the outer wall of the City Lord's Mansion, which look like the results of some giant weapons.

This section of the city wall tells the history of Huiyao City that has never been made public.

Under this scarred section of the city wall, two furtive figures were crouching forward, searching for something.

"Bo~xi~

Can we really sneak into the City Lord's Mansion from here?"

A thinner figure lowered his voice and asked the other figure beside the questioner.

“Hush—Miss Larrel, please believe me.

There is a hidden hole in the front wall, and I often sneaked out from there when I was a child."

As if to confirm his statement, a hole at a special angle, large enough for a normal human to pass through, appeared in front of him.

If you don't look at it from a slightly higher angle, you would never know that this hole can lead diagonally to the inside of the City Lord's Mansion.

From inside the City Lord's Mansion, only short children could find that the cut led to the outside.

“It’s right here—

Uh, it’s higher than what I expected…”

Percy scratched his head. In order to facilitate infiltration, he took off his heavy city guard armor and put on a light leather armor suit.

Larriel, still wearing the priest's white robe under the black cloak, stood under the hole and jumped up twice with all his strength.

"As expected, this is indeed too high, Percy..."

The curly-haired young city guard scratched his hair, a little embarrassed to look directly into Larrel's beautiful eyes.

"How about... you climb up by stepping on my shoulders?"

Percy lowered his head, looking at Larrel's beautiful boots.