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Chapter 705

Chapter 705: Chapter 93 Candle Master Express, Mission Accomplished Chapter 705: Chapter 93 Candle Master Express, Mission Accomplished Aiwass handed over the intelligence he had gathered to Cardinal Matilda.

“Mr.

Red Wine...

I don’t have much of an impression of him.”

Cardinal Matilda pondered for a moment and then answered, “He’s likely not someone who is regularly resident in the Holy Nation.

Of course, it’s also possible he goes by a different name when he’s active in the Holy Nation.”

“Is there any way to look into this?

After all, this matter might be related to Bear Celestial Marshal.”

Aiwass pressed.

Cardinal Matilda said with a smile, “There certainly is a way.

...

Even though His Holiness the Pope has fallen into sleep, it’s not like we’ve lost control of the Holy Nation because of that.

“However, I definitely can’t help you look into this.

The Thirteenth Ring’s main responsibility is to guard and preserve these Amberficate life statues, as well as to protect the cultural specimens here.

Actually, accompanying you on a trip earlier was already against the rules, a short time is not a big problem, but I definitely can’t join you to investigate this matter.”

With that, she extended her finger and drew a window on the nearby wall.

She then peeled off a piece of bark from above.

Gently touching the wall, she healed and restored it back to its original state.

Matilda wrote on the bark with her fingertip.

Blue luminescence flowed over it, condensing into rows of Elf script.

“All done.”

She handed over the rolled bark scroll to Aiwass with a smile, “I wrote you a letter of introduction.”

“A letter of introduction?”

“Yes.

If you want to find someone, it’s better to make a trip to the Eleventh Ring.”

Matilda said, “That’s where the Central Observatory is located.

From there, you can see the entire view from the First Ring to the Twenty-First Ring.

I’ve written a letter of introduction to Cardinal Loki, who is responsible for that place.”@@@@

“...Cardinal Loki?”

Aiwass heard a name that seemed somewhat familiar.

Matilda nodded, “That’s the one I mentioned to you before...

the leader of the Controlled Flame.”

“Is it okay to contact him?”

Aiwass frowned slightly, a bit concerned, “He and Her Highness the Holy Maiden...”

...Seemed to have some conflicts?

No, to say “some conflicts” was an understatement—he was clearly Grey’s rival.

Although the current number of members in the Controlled Flame wasn’t overwhelmingly dominant, if Grey’s Amberfication were to be leaked, Cardinal Loki, who advocated “professionalization reform,” could immediately become a strong contender for the papal seat.

“There should be no problem.”

Matilda thought for a moment, then with some hesitation, shook her head, “Despite the current uproar caused by the Controlled Flame...

after all, Loki is still a Cardinal Archbishop.”

—At least a Transcendent of the Fifth Power Level on the Path of Devotion, he must have a sufficiently pure heart of Dedication.

And this matter involves the Archbishop’s curse, as well as human trafficking and international kidnapping.

Even a direct relative of the person involved has come forward; according to Elf character, this matter cannot be ignored.

The palm of his left hand suddenly split open, and his blood floated in mid-air like gems.

The next moment, Aiwass’s left and right eyes saw completely different scenes—

His left eye saw the altar’s candle flame suddenly began to flicker on its own, turning into a vigorously trembling pure white flame; whereas his right eye saw the flame solidify into a vertical black ring.

A strange creature flew out from it.

It looked like a small beast but it was unclear exactly what animal it was.

It had slender limbs that looked a bit like a pure white fawn or pony, but it was two-headed.

Atop its head was a small, luminous transparent horn, while its body was both pure as stone and clear as jade.

A pair of bright red eyes, as lustrous as gems and without any visible sclera—like those of a toy bear—stared at Aiwass.

From its back spread a pair of flame butterfly wings, allowing it to float in the air.

Despite its cute appearance, it was a messenger of the Candle Master—it was called the flame with wings.

Aiwass’s left eye saw a flame split from the candle flame, extending backward into a “V” shape.

It landed on the altar, absorbed the droplets of blood in the air, and the two books began to burn.

Soon, the two books burned into nothingness.

Not even ashes remained.

In Aiwass’s other vision, however, he saw the “flame with wings” step onto the altar.

The blood floating in the air turned into red luminescence.

The two books were enveloped by the light and dematerialized, turning transparent, and fell into the Dream Realm.

Aiwass didn’t worry but nodded respectfully and said, “Please deliver it to Bishop Mathers at the Cathedral of Candle Master on Avalon Glass Island.”

After that, the pure white flame elongated—it was the little creature jumping onto the candle.

It was a very special stance: Only one hoof stood on the flame, while the other three hung in mid-air.

It seemed to be saying something, but Aiwass was still unable to hear its voice.

He could only see it tilting its head towards him, as if urging something.

Usually, this would be the time to destroy items used in a ceremony.

But this was a Dedication Prayer, and there were no such items needed.

So Aiwass extended his pierced left hand over to it.

The little creature stuck out its tongue, gently lapping at Aiwass’s wound.

The injury on Aiwass’s palm healed instantly, and waves of warmth flowed through his body.

As Aiwass gently rotated his left hand, the creature’s tongue moved from his palm to his fingers, then to the back of his hand, as if washing Aiwass’s hand.

And from Aiwass’s normal vision, he only saw the candle flame cleansing the wound on his hand.

Aiwass lightly touched his heart, mouth, and forehead with his left hand in turn.

“Thank you for coming, flame with wings,” Aiwass said solemnly to the creature before him, “I shall be like the candle flame, forever burning bright.”

The little creature’s face showed a happy smile, tilting its head and making sounds that Aiwass couldn’t hear.

At the same time, the flame flickered three times.

The next moment, it stretched and disappeared like foam—

Subsequently, the firelight reverted to its original color and shape.

Aiwass’s split vision also returned to normal.

“...

So the sacrificed vision allows one to see the Angel Envoy projected from the Dream Realm?”

Aiwass touched his eyes, murmuring to himself.

This was the first time he had actually seen the “flame with wings” in its true form.

In the classroom for Prayer Arts, the “flame with wings” that was summoned should be a “V”-shaped trailing flame.

He quickly calmed down, preparing to grab some wine.

He was going to drop by Morgan’s Wonder House in a bit, to tell her about the things he had sent to Isabel—reminding her to personally go to the Cathedral of Candle Master first thing in the morning to “pick up the delivery.”