Inside the Colanston Manor, Allen's bedroom.

He was wearing a white and neat tuxedo and his short brown hair was combed quite smoothly. He then put on the white silk top hat sewn with floating ribbons. Looking at himself in the mirror, the boy nodded with satisfaction.

Then he picked up the cane leaning against the dressing mirror, looked at the patterns on it pretended to be, and walked out the door.

At this moment, many servants in the manor had been given a short vacation, and only some who did not need to return home were still on duty. At this moment, under the command of Mrs. Colanston, they were busy decorating the houses and dressing them more exquisitely.

Although the Peace Festival is not an overly grand festival, it is also a very celebrated day of the year. The origin of this festival comes from the signing of a truce agreement with other surrounding countries two hundred years ago. The people who had been tired of war at that time were cheering and celebrating the whole country.

So this tradition continues to this day.

On the Peace Festival, if you have the conditions, it is best to wear a regular white outfit. If you don’t have the conditions, you should also sew white strips of cloth on the clothes. I have to say that this is similar to the mourning style of Charles’ hometown.

Alan, who walked out of the room, came to someone's door and knocked on the door, preparing to ask the uncontrolled elder brother to go out and play together, but he did not respond for a long time.

"Master Charles went out very early." A servant explained to him when he passed by.

Allen was a little disappointed and a little depressed because the man who went out didn't call him, after all, they were brothers...

"It should be that the church has a mission. Master Charles didn't say it, but said he needed to come back later." Seeing that his face was strange, the servant added.

The boy nodded at this, feeling relieved.

So he ran to the outside of Earl Corlandon's study and knocked on it.

Logically speaking, it was actually very early now, and this person probably hadn't gone to "work" yet, but the situation he encountered was the same as before. After a long time, he ran to the old housekeeper and asked, and learned that the fat Count was in a similar situation to his elder brother.

"Everyone is really busy." He muttered secretly. The boy was hesitant to go to play with his friends after breakfast, or to go to Piazza Poolsau by himself.

After the morning bell of the Festival of Peace, His Majesty, who is high in the Tower of Porso, will come out to give a speech in front of his people. He certainly cannot miss the real master who is rare.

...

Allen's situation basically represents the mood of most people in Porso City.

Get up early and wear carefully prepared clothes. Men dress themselves neatly, and women wear different beautiful clothes, but they all need to wear carefully woven garlands on their heads.

Then, they gathered together with their relatives and friends in groups and headed to the flat and open square outside the Tower of Porso, the center of the Dulin capital.

This is also the only time the square around the Tower of Porso is opened to the public every year. Few people are not interested in it.

However, they would never have thought of what terrifying things would happen on today's Peace Festival.

...

Charles didn't know that although he wrote a letter to the church after thinking hard for a long time, he still couldn't guarantee whether what was about to happen next.

At this moment, he was standing in a two-story building not far away from the Church of St. Casso, looking at the peaceful square and cathedral bathed in the morning light.

His intention to write that letter was to lead the church into the square, and his real purpose was very simple - since he did not have the ability to block the transmission of the gap, let the capable ones grasp it well.

Then he "becomes a fisherman" behind him.

Shire was not sure about this kind of thing at first, he could only ensure his own safety and then try it.

After advancing to the Throne of the Dead Bone, the psychic had a unique ability, which was a temporary spiritual outing. So Charles "takes risk" to advance, and he never thought that his ability would help this action after advancing.

He has ten shadows of resentful spirits, and his original plan also relies on this.

Based on this unique defensive feature, he can basically withstand ten attacks against spirits. So during this period, he will not encounter real danger.

I'm not sure what will happen then, but he is safe within ten attacks. If he doesn't work, he can only rely on teleportation to escape, or stop traveling and return to his body instantly.

But now, it doesn't seem to be so troublesome-

His spirit body is very "high". If he really uses spirit body to fight, it would be too conspicuous.

Of course, the premise is that things can happen according to his ideas, that is, the church will really capture the necromancer. At the same time, under the premise of reports from traitors, the necromancers still act according to the original plan.

These Charles could not guarantee at all, so he ran to the church to squat around the church just to provide insurance for this matter.

...

The owner of this room was a single nobleman. He was knocked unconscious by Charles at this moment and was tied to the tightly closed utility room behind him. So naturally no one came out to disturb him.

Standing quietly at the window, Charles looked at the church and around him, with a focused look on his face.

If the people in the church really plan to go, they will definitely not make a big fuss. After all, they do not know that there is adultery and their side has been exposed.

But no matter how clever their disguise is, they cannot hide it from Charles' eyes.

Not long after, a team of white-clothed barefoot monks who seemed to have just finished their morning prayers walked out of the side hall silently and rushed towards the center of the city, which is the direction of Charles.

This kind of monk is very common. They usually walk around the city. When someone encounters difficulties, they will take the initiative to provide some help. Occasionally, they will start sermons and speeches on the streets.

And they are not the first wave that has appeared today.

Just watching the people who slowly approached outside the window, Charles quickly cheered up.

These are all disguised church masters!

So when they reached a certain distance, Charles's eyes flashed slightly. No movement was seen, but a row of strange cards surrounded by gold edges appeared in front of him one after another, and finally he raised his hand and swept it all into his palm.

Looking down, detailed information describing the church masters came into my eyes.

Michael Rush, Gemma Dort, Pierce Dridge...

Although the names are not well-known, they obviously belong to the ranks of the strong people in the church.

Shire then took out a card of fate he had obtained a few days ago from his pocket, folded and intertwined with one of the cards he had just harvested, and his mind kept flipping.

Gradually, a special feeling arose from the bottom of his heart, and followed his eyes and affected the cards in his hand.

I saw that the two gold-edged cards that were originally attached seemed to tremble unconsciously and became even tighter.

The encounter of fate.
Chapter completed!