Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 1084: Section 680: Who Knows (5)_2

Chapter 1084: Section 680: Who Knows (5)_2

"I swear, if you die for my child, I will kill the whole family of the culprits, an eye for an eye, blood for blood." Maya said, and opened a transmission gate for herself. This legendary shaman is becoming more powerful now.

Nova watched her step into the gate, feeling very envious — really, very envious.

You see, strength is indeed a necessary thing for life in this era; only those who have strength can protect what they love.

However, Nova was still not very worried, because she was watching the sisters walking out of the teleportation array recognized by the royal magic array—see, our sisterhood faces this world united.

Thinking of this, she smiled at Rewo and Clovis, who were still maintaining the transmission gate, and soon Jessica came out carrying the children of the three sisters.

"I think at this moment we still need to unite as one." Rewo came over to embrace Nova and then kissed Maya’s child.

......

The young mage from the Mage Tower arrived at the Church of the Goddess of Harvest the forty-first minute after Faye entered the Church. She represented her Tower Master to bring Faye a message—some nobles are using teleports outside the Mage Tower’s control. The Mage Tower detected fluctuations in the gate, but the Tower Master couldn’t identify who was using it.

Rich nobles always like to use personal things—boats are like this, warhorses are like this, hunting dogs are like this, and the richer they are, the more these messy so-called personal items they like to use to show their status, like keeping a noble’s private mage.

Compared to the firmly fixed teleportation arrays, the transmission gates opened by private mages are far more convenient and reliable.

Money? For these people, money has already become a number, and they prefer to hide their little secrets.

"I understand, I very much appreciate the support the Tower Master has given to the Gaiate family." Faye said, taking out a fruit and a bag of gold coins and placing them in the young girl’s hand.

These fruits were given to Faye by Malin, and Faye always believes in making the best use of things: "Please give this fruit to the Tower Master, this bag of gold coins will be your reward."

"Thank you, madam." The young mage had only Rank 2 strength, and the fruit is more of a symbol of urging death for her, the bag of gold coins was more suitable for her.

"It’s nothing, seeing a young mage like you, I always think of myself when I was young. I will sort out some insights about mages in the future when I have time, and your loyalty and reliability will allow you to enjoy these insights."

Faye said with a smile, and then she bid farewell to the young mage amid her endless gratitude.

"The Tower Master is one of our own, Sister Faye." Maya, who had been standing behind Faye from the beginning, holding her child and entertaining it, spoke up.

"Yes, one of ours, precisely because of this, we must consolidate our friendship with the Tower Master. We have extended the hand of friendship, if he feels he doesn’t need this friendship, then I believe when Malin returns, he will be the first to regret it." Faye said, revealing a proud smile with a deep feeling in her heart.

Her cat sister nodded with a smile: "I think he won’t have the courage. Speaking of which, the old gentleman from the Church of Justice should be coming now."

With Maya’s words, both the young ladies sitting on the high tower of the church noticed the scenery on the street outside the window—a carriage from the Church of the Lord of Justice and a group of knights appeared on the road.

"The old gentleman is coming, he is truly one of us." Maya said with a smile.

"Yes, truly one of us." Faye knew this well—if Malin’s friends were to be ranked, then the members of the Church of Justice and the Goddess of Harvest’s people always rank at the top.

They are truly family, Faye could even think this way—her own family doesn’t compare to those bishops from these two churches.

After all, people need self-awareness, otherwise in this era, fool will always be the fastest way someone can find their own demise.

"You go receive them, I’ll take the child to the side hall." Maya’s proposal received Faye’s approval—no problem, that is indeed better—after all, Maya is also a legend, her profession is more suited to protecting a child.

Now, let’s meet our guests.

Sitting on the bench, Faye quickly saw the arriving guests—the old Bishop of the Church of Justice in Regensburg came, he glanced at the curtain of the side hall upon entering, the perceptive Bishop would naturally understand what was hidden behind it, so he quickly adjusted his focus back.

"Young Mrs. Malin, good evening."

"Good evening, Bishop, you have seen some of the awkward situations our family is facing." Faye said while watching the elderly man.

The latter shook his head kindly: "I am old friends with Malin, I watched him grow up, and by calculation, I am also his elder. His child is attacked, I should stand out, so this time I brought a group of Saint Warriors, whose flower of loyalty only blooms for the Lord of Justice, so please rest assured."

Faye accepted this old man’s self-praising gift with a smile—after all, the only difference between a Saint Warrior and a Paladin is who can ride a horse.

In fact, the work done by Saint Warriors in ground battle doesn’t fall short compared to Paladins.

And this old man’s handling indeed reassured Faye, this group of six Saint Warriors are all female, which seems to have exhausted Regensburg’s power—it’s much harder for women to become Saint Warriors and Paladins, because not every woman can face danger and death directly.

"Thank you, sir." Upon speaking, Faye noticed the Earl Miro’s close guard Mrs. Miriam behind the old man—or rather, she saw the Earl Miro himself peek out behind her.

The lady’s husband passed away early, and Earl Miro’s spouse also passed away early, so from Faye’s perspective, if the two were to come together, it wouldn’t surprise her at all.

But now the question is, why did they come.

With this thought, Faye smiled and looked at Mrs. Miriam: "Madam, the Thanans have a saying that fits—when you and Earl Miro always climb the Three Treasure Hall without incident, does my father have any good ideas again."

Faye’s question made the lady and Earl Miro, who peeked out behind her, smile awkwardly.

"I come on behalf of your father, bringing his decree, just to inquire about Boer from the Tulin family." Earl Miro’s awkwardness was not unfounded, though his strength shields him from the legendary presence, Miriam felt the issues behind the curtain the moment she walked in.

So not even needing a reminder from Mrs. Miriam, Earl Miro first bowed to Faye, then with Mrs. Miriam’s help, bowed to the presence behind the curtain.

Because he bent deeply, the presence behind the curtain chuckled with embarrassment, and a Pans-O catwoman walked out.

She was holding Princess Faye’s offspring.

The only one who could hold her so naturally would be Lady Maya.

As expected of Lady Maya.

Earl Miro realized he had bowed too inadequately—he, a mid-level Transcendent of Stair 4, had been disrespectful before a native Legend.

"Alright, Earl Miro, you said you come carrying His Majesty’s blessing, where is the decree?" Maya stopped the Earl from bowing once more, then took over questioning for Lady Faye.

Miro took out the decree, and handed it to the old bishop of the Lord of Justice, the latter examined it, nodded: "It is indeed Goethe’s handwriting, ladies, would you like to take a look?"

"Since the Bishop has verified it, of course we will believe it, Earl Miro, former knight Boer is in the underground prison, I can accompany you there, but whether he will speak, that is your problem." Having said that, Faye stood up: "Maya, let’s go together."

"No problem, sister, I’ll carry the child and follow along." Lady Maya answered with a smile.

"Ladies, I believe the decree I hold and the words passed on behalf of His Majesty will make the young man understand his situation."

For the dialogue between Lady Faye and Lady Maya, Earl Miro profoundly felt the sisterhood among them. However, for Lady Faye’s pessimism about the prospects, Earl Miro was full of confidence.

"If you really handle this guy, it would make me see you in a new light."

The two ladies laughed in unison.