Original God's Dark Priest

Tartaglia looked at Saphir who suddenly appeared and chuckled, "I was just looking for you. I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence."

Safir smiled and nodded. In fact, it was not a coincidence. Just now, she felt a subtle fluctuation coming from the Metaphor Judgment Machine in the Opikle Opera House. She guessed that Fucaros might have done something, but when she wanted to investigate, Fucaros did not respond.

So she had to follow the direction of the wave and happened to see the scene where Tartaglia's Eye of God became ineffective.

Fortunately, she was fast enough, otherwise most people wouldn't be able to run such a long distance.

"You mentioned whales? I remember you once..." Saphir suddenly paused and changed the subject, "Since you saw it when you fell into the abyss, it must be related to the abyss."

"Actually, I'm not sure. After all, it might just be a dream. But ever since I had that dream, the scene in the dream has been imprinted in my heart and can't be erased." Tartaglia looked calm. In fact, this was not a particularly painful experience. He felt it was okay.

Little Paimon spread his hands and said, "So you put its appearance into your own moves... What a bad taste."

Saphir glanced at the little guy and didn't say anything. In fact, in her opinion, this was probably not Tartaglia's bad taste, but the embodiment of some elementary concept.

She guessed that Tartaglia's original constellation should not have been Cetus, but that this changed after he came into contact with the abyss.

The whale should really exist, and it has some kind of connection with Tartaglia, and the two are likely to be attracted to each other.

Silk also said that "it" was awakened by Tartaglia.

This means that Tartaglia's appearance in Fontaine has, to a certain extent, promoted the occurrence of some things, in other words.

That thing will be attracted to Tartaglia. The "it" that Silkock mentioned is probably the whale.

A whale, attracted to Fontaine…

This reminded Safire of the prophecy of the sinking of Fontaine. Are the two related?

Safire wasn't sure, but she felt that perhaps there was a strong correlation between the two events, or even that the arrival of the whale directly led to the sinking of the Fontaine.

In other words, Tartaglia was the indirect culprit that led to the destruction of Fontaine.

Thinking of this, Saphir clenched her fists and her breathing slowed down a lot, which was a sign that she was entering combat mode.

She was considering whether to subdue this guy here and drive him away. As long as she did so, Fontaine would not be destroyed. Datalia was not from Fontaine, so it didn't matter if he never showed up here again.

"The prophecy will definitely come true. This cannot be changed. Even if you kill him, it will not change the course of events..."

Suddenly, Fucaros' voice rang in her heart.

Saphir frowned slightly and replied in his heart: "Who allowed you to invade my mind? Get out."

Fucaros's voice disappeared, but Saphir's brows furrowed even deeper. It was obvious that Fucaros had some plan. Was she going to disrupt this plan regardless?

"Louise...Louise...where have you been?" Furninna's voice came from a distance. Saphir took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. It seemed that he had no time to deal with Tartaglia today.

"I have to leave." Saphir pulled his hood and turned to leave.

Tartaglia looked confused. "You're leaving now? Don't you want to chat a little longer?"

"No, I still have things to do." Without looking back, Saphir quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Watching her hurriedly leaving, Ying and his companions felt it was strange. Their five senses were not that sharp, and they could not hear Funina's calls in the distance, so naturally they did not know why Saphir left.

Tartaglia shrugged helplessly. He felt that Safir had become more self-willed recently. What he didn't know was that he was lucky tonight and escaped a beating.

Safir's departure did not prevent the others from continuing their discussion. Ying did not think as much as Safir did, nor did she connect this matter with the prophecy of the sinking of Fontaine.

She thought more simply: "Could your power be related to this matter?"

Little Paimeng thought the same, but she felt there was a simpler and more direct way: "Why don't you ask your master again? Maybe she knows the answer?"

Tartaglia smiled bitterly and shook his head: “To put it simply, ever since that incident, I have never stopped searching for Master Silkock and that abyss.

But after so many years, I still have nothing to show for it. Where I fell into the unknown abyss in my memory, there is no trace of it now. "

Little Paimon was a little scared: "Ah... It's just like a ghost story."

"Yes, now all the clues are gone, but there is nothing we can do about it. The adventures of time are probably always so unpredictable." Tartaglia nodded lightly, his face full of calmness.

Then he looked around and said, "We've been chatting for so long without realizing it. I suddenly remembered that I have an appointment. How about we stop here for now..."

"Another job for the Northland Bank?" Little Paimon felt that this guy was simply too dedicated. She had never seen Safir handle orders from the Northland Bank.

But in fact, this was her misunderstanding. The functions of the Fatui executives were not the same. Those matters at the Northland Bank were part of Tartaglia's job, just as Saphir would often heal those in need.

It's just that there haven't been any large-scale conflicts recently, so she's been peaceful for a while. In the past, she would have needed to run around, after all, it's normal to get hurt in a fight. There's no fixed place for this.

Safire had done work at Northland Bank before, but that was during the expansion period, and it has been quite some time since then.

At that time, Saphir's methods were much more brutal than Tartaglia's. Those who were targeted by her were considered lucky if they lost limbs. Otherwise, their bodies would often be torn apart and they would die in a horrible way.

Only because Northland Bank has secured its current position, it needs to change its reputation through appeasement. Otherwise, if it were in the past, the thugs like those we just encountered would have been put into sacks and sunk into the dock by now.

Tartaglia shook her head and said, "No, it's just a personal matter. When I'm bored recently, I'll ask some of the official duel agents of Fontaine to fight with me."

"Duel...agent? Is it a profession?" Little Paimon was very curious when he heard this title for the first time.

"That's right. In Fontaine, all suspects have a chance to defend their honor before going to court. They can challenge the official duel agent." Tartaglia was very keen on fighting, so he naturally figured this out a long time ago.

His eyes revealed his desire for battle: "Because the duel agents are the most powerful guys carefully selected from the entire country, and there is no such thing as a limit to the duel itself.

Therefore, this behavior is also seen as a symbol of defending one's honor to the death. If you win the fight, you can avoid being tried, but if you lose, you still have to go to court...

The worst case scenario was death in a duel. Although there were rumors of the death penalty in Fontaine, it seemed that no one had ever been actually sentenced to death.

Therefore, unless you have suffered a truly unacceptable injustice, or you are someone who values ​​your reputation very much, you will choose to apply for a duel. Otherwise, there is no need to gamble your life. "

"Are there really many people who escape trial in this way?" Little Paimon felt that this might be a loophole in Fontaine's laws.

Tartaglia thought about it carefully and shook his head: “Hmm… It seems that there are very few. The administrators of Fontaine made such a rule, probably just to show respect for the personal reputation of citizens.

Besides, those duel agents are not vegetarians. That's why I couldn't wait to fight with them as soon as I arrived in Fontaine.

Today's Miss Clorinde is said to be the strongest among the duel agents. I provoked her for a long time before she was willing to fight me today."

Having said that, the anticipation in his eyes could no longer be concealed. He was already looking forward to the daybreak so that he could go find Clorinde and have a good fight.

"You..." Little Paimon didn't know how to comment on the battle maniac, "But, I seem to have heard the name Clorinde somewhere... Where?"

Ying recalled, a little uncertain: "It seems to be the first time I met the Water God..."

She vaguely remembered that a woman had warned her at that time. That woman should be Clorinde. After all, among the people present at that time, this person looked the strongest.

Just as Ying was trying to match the name with the man's appearance in her memory, she heard Tartaglia suddenly say, "Oh, by the way, I'll leave this thing here for now."

As soon as he finished speaking, an Eye of God was thrown out by Tartaglia. It drew a curve in the air and landed in Ying's palm. It was Tartaglia's Eye of God with water attribute.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Pai was shocked: "Your Eye of God? This is too casual, you just gave it to someone else like that?"

"I'm just worried that the Eye of God will behave like it did just now, which would affect the duel and ruin the fun. It would be better not to carry it with me." Tartaglia said as a matter of course, "Besides, I just ask you to keep it for me. I'll come to get it when I have time."

Neither Ying nor Xiao Paimeng believed this statement.

Little Paimon was even more straightforward: "I see through you, you just want to find an excuse to arrange a meeting next time, right?"

"Hahaha, that's not the case." Tartaglia was not embarrassed and waved his hand, saying, "Goodbye then, I'll contact you later."

After saying that, he left straight away. He wanted to find a place to have a good rest and prepare for the duel in the daytime.

"That guy, Young Master, said he was in a bad mood, but actually he was still the same as before." Little Paimeng was a little emotional. In the past few years, many people have changed to varying degrees, both good and bad.

But Tartaglia seems to have never changed, still so...straightforward.

It was getting late, so Ying and Paimeng simply went back to Chen Ge Hu to rest.

The next morning, the two little ones got up early and came to Fontaine again.

After all, it was a new country, and the two were very excited. After walking around for a while, they stopped at a newsstand and started reading detective novels.

The novel's ups and downs in the plot are very attractive. Even Paimon, who has never liked reading books, was attracted by the plot and screamed because of the final reversal.

Before they knew it, it was almost time for Linnie's performance. Without wasting any time, the two boarded the Navia Line's track patrol boat and set off for Iliye Island.

After hearing the introduction of this route by Meilushin on the ship, Ying silently memorized the name of this route. She remembered that the route she had taken before was called the Clementine Line, and she didn't know what the connection was between the two.

The patrol ship was moving very fast and reached Iliye Island in just a short while. After the two got off the ship, they immediately noticed the magnificent building in the distance.

Little Paimon looked at the magnificent Opiclay Opera House with great interest: "What a magnificent place, Opiclay Opera House... It's really great to be able to perform here, no wonder Linnie and the others are looking forward to it..."

Suddenly, she noticed the crowd gathered in front of her: "Eh? There seems to be a lot of people at the fountain in front. Let's go over and take a look!"

The two went to watch the fun.

On the other side, Funina got a small basket from somewhere today. She put a layer of cotton wool in the basket and picked up Saphir, who had turned into a cat, and put him in the basket.

"Well! Not bad! This way I can carry the basket and go around!" Funina was very satisfied.

Safire… Safire was not satisfied.

She still likes to nestle in Furninna's arms. Maybe because she has become a cat, her mentality has changed a little bit, and she likes the feeling of being held more. That will give her a sense of security.

A sense of security is what she lacks most in her life. She only has it when she is with Zhongli. Now, when being hugged by Funina, she also feels very safe.

Even though... Silly Fu Fu can't even beat her cat, it doesn't matter. What matters is the feeling.

Although she was dissatisfied, she still stayed in the basket obediently. She was not a lawless cat who would make things difficult for her owner. If there was a ranking of well-behaved cats in the cat world, she felt that she must be the most well-behaved cat.

There is no trial today. Instead, there will be a magic show by the great magician Linnie at the Opikley Opera House. This is very novel and Funina is looking forward to the performance.

Navilette had little interest in the performance itself, but that didn't stop him from going anyway.

"Villette, are you going to see the show later?" Furninha poked her head into Villette's office.

That Villette is indeed a model of dedication to work, having appeared here to work early in the morning.

Hearing Funina's question, Villette nodded slightly: "I don't have anything to do today. I will go to watch Mr. Linnie's performance."

"That's great. If you watch from your seat, you might make some unexpected discoveries!" said Funina.

She knew that many magic tricks were just sleight of hand, and the trick could be seen from a different angle. So Funina had silently decided to open her eyes and find Linny's flaws. Then she would stand up and expose the secret of his magic to shock everyone.

Unexpectedly, Villette shook his head and said: "If the performance itself is good enough, there is no need to investigate the principles behind it. I will choose to watch Mr. Linney's performance from the audience. This is a work of art, and the person who created it should be respected."

"You always have a lot of big principles!" Furninna turned her head away, too lazy to argue.

The two quickly left the Momang Palace and boarded the Navia Line's patrol boat to the Opiclay Opera House.

"The Navia Line... Every time I take it, I feel a little emotional, don't you think so, Villette?" Finina said softly, with some meaning.

Villette remained calm and responded, "I don't think I did anything wrong. Maybe what happened back then was a kind of harm to that girl, but as the Grand Inquisitor, the only basis I had in that situation was the law."