That's a fake elf

"In the years just after the Fach War, some people often fled Fanathil and came to Pegliano because of famine."

Seeing Li Ang's puzzled expression, Duke Silveryue's eyes were filled with memories:

"Silver Moon Forest is one of the largest elves gathering places and houses many half-elves."

"In order to manage these refugees well, I selected a group of half-elves with good quality and taught them knowledge and skills."

"Among them is the Mozart you know."

"He is your disciple?" Li Ang was surprised.

"It's not just him. Because of my status as the guardian of Pegliano, many nobles of Pegliano will choose to leave their children to me for training, including your mother."

The corner of Duke Silver Moon's mouth curled up slightly, but it quickly disappeared, and a cold light appeared in his eyes:

"Mozart is talented and intelligent. He can always quickly learn the swordsmanship and knowledge I teach, and he can learn from every instance."

"So I put a lot of energy into him."

"In the process of teaching him knowledge, I have discovered that because he has been bullied by the noble lords, his heart is filled with hatred for the noble lords."

"I didn't take it to heart at the time because I thought my education and the environment of Silvermoon Forest could change him."

"It wasn't until after he left the army that he used the swordsmanship I taught him to kill many noble generals on the Pegliano border, providing an opportunity for the barbarians from the north to invade."

"I just realized what a terrible beast I had taught."

"Barbarian invasion? Is it the Battle of Beifeng?" Li Ang was stunned.

"That's right." Duke Silveryue nodded and said in a deep voice.

"..." Li Ang was silent.

The Battle of the North Wind was the battle that made his mother Mylia famous.

It was precisely because of this battle that his grandfather Charlie consolidated his position and became the Lion-Hearted Prince.

However, after this battle, Pegliano, who had originally fought for Fanasil and Hrest, saw its economy regress for more than ten years before its national strength could be restored.

"Didn't Count Mozart participate in that battle?" Li Ang asked curiously.

"After the war broke out, he did fight bravely to protect the Silver Moon Forest."

Duke Silveryue spoke with blazing anger in his eyes:

"But as the war ended, at the celebration banquet held by the king, someone reported that he had killed the nobles, and provided ironclad evidence."

"He escaped from the palace on the spot and took away the duelist and elf archer I trained."

"Not only that, he also kidnapped my daughter Asuna."

"..."

In the past, Li Ang didn't know where Moza's half-elf shooters came from. After this explanation, he finally understood that all his feelings were abducted from this person.

"You said that Mozart could not be related to cultists. Why?" Li Ang asked curiously.

"Your mission is completed. Just go back to Rumia to receive the reward. Don't ask about Mozart." Duke Silveryue took a deep look at Leon.

"..."

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Looking at the moon in the sky, Li Ang couldn't help but worry about the situation on Kesha's side.

After thinking for a while, he decided to go to Hekedna to ask about the situation.

After asking a knight, Leon quickly got Hekedna's location.

At this time, she was not resting, but was directing a group of dwarf craftsmen who were found from nowhere and were working overtime to repair the city wall.

"Not asleep yet?"

"Aren't you asleep too?" Leon walked to Hekeda's side and took out two bottles of cocktails from Diona.

"Delicious."

Hekeda's eyes brightened after taking a sip of wine. She drank a glass of wine in three or two sips. When she saw Li Ang's shocked eyes, her face turned red and she said:

"My mother never let me drink, saying it would dull the hand that wields a weapon."

"In order to cope with my alcohol addiction, I acquired this manor from my father the year before last and transplanted grapevines from the Sasha Empire."

"Unexpectedly, this year has just reached the ripening season. Before anyone could pick it, it was completely destroyed."

"..." Li Ang twitched the corner of his mouth, poured Hekeda another glass of wine, and then said:

"If you like to drink it, I will find a way to buy some from the Sasha Empire for you."

"That's great. To be honest, I really don't like the whiskeys of Chrest and Pellano. I always think it tastes weird. That's why my grandfather already likes the taste of it."

Hekedna, who snatched the wine bottle from Li Ang's hand, finished the two liters of golden wine in three strokes, and then focused on the bottle in Li Ang's hand.

"Give it to you."

"Thank you. After drinking the wine, I feel that my originally depressed mood has become much more relaxed."

Hekeda was lying on the battlement, her eyes slightly narrowed, like a kitten, letting the breeze blow her short blue hair on her face:

"You didn't come to me at this time to bring me a drink, right?"

"Well, I want to ask where today's injured guests were sent by your people." Leon leaned against Hekeda and asked in a low voice.

"Are you concerned about the earl or the female knight?" Hekeda turned her head, her violet eyes shimmering in the moonlight.

In just a moment, Li Ang smelled a sour taste in the other party's words, so he immediately replied:

"I just want to see them and find out the real reason why they attacked me. If possible, I don't want to turn against them."

"Oh, is that really the case?" Hekeda nodded, staring straight at Li Ang.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Li Ang said confidently.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter even if you are interested in that female knight. Anyway, I think I won't lose to her. After all, no matter in terms of figure, appearance, family background or strength, I am far better than her."

Hekedna puffed up her chest and said proudly.

"..." Li Ang glanced at the other party's ridges, his face turned slightly red, and he turned his head in embarrassment.

"But if you want to go find them, I have to follow you together." Seeing Li Ang's shy expression, Hekeda raised the corner of her mouth, her eyes moved, and she said with a smile:

"If you agree, I will take you there."

Li Ang nodded helplessly.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Near the slums east of Xiongyue City, a simple church stands here.

Several luxurious carriages stopped outside the church.

In the church, Kesha looked at the red-haired bishop coming down from the altar with red eyes, and asked impatiently: "Bishop Bobby, how is my father doing now?"

"The situation is not optimistic." The red-haired bishop shook his head and said with a wry smile:

"He is bleeding heavily from his lungs. At present, I can only use blood grass and holy water to forcefully hang him alive."

"If you haven't invited the priestess to dispel the energy from his wound tomorrow morning, the count will die because the wound cannot heal and the vitality is lost too much."

"How could this happen?" Kesha stumbled up to the altar and looked at Mozart dying in the holy light. She covered her mouth and tears fell one by one.

"Bishop Bobby, Xiongyue City is also the main city of Peliano. There should be an archbishop in the city who is proficient in healing and purification spells, right?"

Gareth's face was as golden as paper and his lips were white. It was obvious that he had also suffered serious injuries in the previous battle.

"Alas, you came at the wrong time. The Pope returned to the embrace of God not long ago. All the archbishops of the diocese were ordered to rush back to attend the funeral. Now the only ones left in Pegliano are us priests and cardinals. .”

The red-haired bishop smiled bitterly.

After the Pope's ascension, the next step is the Pope's election. Priests at the archbishop level will have the opportunity to ascend to this position, and with the new Pope taking office, a wave of personnel adjustments will inevitably be inevitable.

Who knows which archbishop will be sent to Pegliano, a polytheistic region, in the end!

"Master Poppy, there is someone outside asking to see you."

"See you, see you. Didn't you see that I'm busy right now?" The red-haired bishop glanced at the bald priest in black who ran into the church in a hurry, and said with an unhappy look on his face.

"I told them, but one of the two claimed to be the granddaughter of Duke Aurora, and the other said that he could help treat Count Mozart's injury." The priest in black said quickly.

"Since she is the granddaughter of Duke Aurora, why don't you invite her in quickly? Forget it, I will go and greet you personally."