Chapter 406: A Place of Refuge
Chapter 406 The Place of Refuge
Lister noticed that Sevia had been frowning ever since she came back after that time she went out to meet with the people from the so-called Secret Law Society.
“Is there something bothering you? Let me guess – the other party couldn’t help you guys?”
He really couldn’t help himself and took the initiative to ask the other party. Really, why don’t you discuss it with me, after spending so much time together.
“No, the other party can help.” Sevia replied, “But the camp is arguing over where to go.”
“Arguing over where to go?”
“The other side invited us to join their organization, some want to join the Secret Society, others don’t – the Secret Society does offer shelter to new members, and the organization is very powerful in the shadows, but whereas joining the Secret Society means losing our freedom, having to obey them, having to go wherever their say, and having to do things for the organization – most likely the unclean kind of things against one’s will.”
Lister asked with some concern, “What about yourself?”
“Me?” Sevia raised her head and looked at Lister, “I’m definitely not going to go with the Secret Society, I just don’t get along with this group.”
Lister quietly let out a sigh of relief.
“Will it be bad if we continue to stay around Fort Ness?”
“Having to deal with the Church’s searches all the time, and with such a large group of people, the camp is running out of pre-prepared supplies.”
“If we don’t join them, we won’t be able to leave Fort Ness?”
“Not really, the Secret Society will also send you out of the confines of Fort Ness, but then you’re on your own. Alas …… those who will not join the Secret Society, where should they be sent? Corner Bay is definitely not staying, not everyone is as good at hiding as Ruskin and I are.”
Seeing that Servia was stuck in a quandary, Lester had a “bright idea” and said, “If you really can’t think of anything, I can give you a suggestion, would you like to hear it?”
Sevia glared at him, “Don’t be so secretive.”
“The northwest bay of the Kingdom of Aldo.”
“Your hometown?”
“Yes. Lord Earl Gleiman is vigorously importing talents from outside the country, and Horned Bay is an important source, and my colleague wrote to say that people from Horned Bay have even formed a colony in Fullan Harbor recently. If you guys as immigrants, you can surely land in the Northwest Bay very easily. Uh…… you guys are mages, but you must have other skills in everyday life.”
“It’s not a problem to make a living from ordinary skills. Most of the spellcasters know something about alchemy, astrology and whatnot ……”
Servia was thoughtful, obviously impressed by Lister’s words. She knew Paul Gleeman, the lord, and Lister often talked about him.
Lister’s eyes lit up, “Alchemy? Haha, Lord Gleeman is very welcoming to alchemists.”
He added, “Recently, I studied some church history and found this pattern: besides the church’s headquarters, the Holy See, for other dioceses, it seems that the more affluent the place, the more energy the church puts into it, and the corresponding stronger the church’s control in the region is –Horn Bay, for example, is a very typical example. And my hometown, Northwest Bay, as I told you, was a very withered place before Lord Gleeman succeeded to the throne, and although there is also a presence of the Church’s power there, but on the whole …… how can I say it, on the whole it’s very weak, right, because there’s not much oil and water, and the Church doesn’t seem to be very interested in there. In my memory, although history has also been incited to engage in witch hunts, but there has not been a case of high intensity persecution, and that was also a long time ago, almost legendary. Anyway, if you guys go to the Northwest Bay, you’re still pretty safe.”
Hearing Lister’s words, Servia said with a fierce hatred, “I knew they’re all a bunch of moralistic hypocrites who just stare at places with lots of oil and water to scavenge.”
Next, she laughed, a derisive expression on her face, “If your lord knows that he has such a good and loyal subject like you, I don’t know how he would feel, but all normal nobles would rather not have a single sorcerer in their territory. You’re good, leading a bunch of wizards to the lord’s side.”
“This ……” Lister made a big red face, “Ahem! Count Greiman is a very kind lord, even if he knows about this matter, he definitely won’t see death to save him, I believe!”
Although he said this on his lips, a huge sense of guilt and fear also flooded through Liszt’s heart. If Count Greiman really knew about this matter of his, would he hang himself?
But the words have already been said out …… Alas, just now I was just focusing on playing smart. Lister somewhat dumbly looked at the floor, is remorseful when he felt his shoulder was a soft hand on, a bias head to see Sevia very solemn look at himself.
“Thank you, the suggestion was made by you – this is something that will only be known to me alone, and will not be made known to anyone else.”
Well, there’s no taking back the words now, it looks like Servia has officially considered going to the Northwest Bay as an option, Your Excellency, don’t blame me.
Uh …… But then again …… Sylvia’s appearance when she gets serious is really so charming oh.
……
“Achoo!”
Paul, who was ambling on his case writing and counting, suddenly sneezed, startling Lardy, who was reading a letter aside, to look over.
“I suddenly feel that something troublesome is going to fall on my head.”
Paul said to her jokingly before asking, “Who wrote this letter to you, a friend from a former adventuring group? You seem to stay there and read it for half a day alas.”
Lardy shook her head, “No, it’s that schoolmate of mine from Corner Bay.”
Sister? Paul recalled, oh, it’s that Grand Duchess, according to that guy Quirk, she’s a beauty.
“You seem to be fretting? Is there any unfortunate news in the letter?”
“……”
Lardy hesitated for a moment before saying, somewhat angrily, “The letter says that the church in Horn Bay is going further and further overboard. Countless people with the same status as me are being persecuted by them.”
She was now incredibly glad that she and her mother had moved to Northwest Bay early.
In fact, Lardy considered whether to ask Paul for help and permission to travel to Corner Bay to guide the persecuted to come to the Northwest Bay in mass.
But if she was not careful, she would put Paul in danger, and if word leaked out, what would others think of a lord who harbored witches.
If she was free and had nothing to do with Paul, she would have done so long ago, but not now.
“I escaped the vortex long ago, living comfortably on my own, while I sat back and watched my compatriots suffer there! Isn’t that selfish?”
Lardy was inwardly agonizing now.
Paul shook his head and walked over to her to comfort her, “Remember, you’re not a savior, there’s always so much misery in the world that one person can’t manage it anyway, and besides, you don’t have any obligation to them.”
“Oh, by the way, if you have any friends or relatives …… of that status in Corner Bay, you can pick them up. The Church of Corner Bay’s hand is no longer long enough to reach out here.”
He wanted to offer some help within his means.
(End of chapter)