Chapter 239: The Sleepless

As Charles stood between the two huge stone statues and looked around the temple in front of him, a uniform sound of footsteps gradually approached from the dark temple with long stone steps.

With the help of the 'Dark Vision' ability provided by the [Blind Eye], Charles soon discovered that the approachers were a group of temple guards in black armor, and the leader was a terrifying giant who was three meters tall and as strong as a bear.

This giant man was also wearing a set of dark armor, and only a pair of dark eyes appeared on his body.

The giant man lined up on the steps in front of the main entrance of the temple with a group of temple guards.

"The Sleepless."

Alyssa bowed her head in respect. And the Transfiguration Warlock, the Earl of Silverhorn, actually lowered his arrogant head, and there was a faint look of jealousy in his eyes.

There is no doubt that the giant man is the last hero of the Bann Church in the Susar region! Moreover, judging from the current situation, Charles feels that the strength of the giant man is only ridiculously strong.

While thinking about it, Charles suddenly felt an oppressive gaze fall on him, pause for four or five seconds, and then disappear.

Bang, bang, bang......

The heavy footsteps, against the backdrop of the footsteps of a team of temple guards, were even more domineering.

"Sleepless......" Charles whispered.

"Yes, he is the Sleepless, and the Sleepless has been in charge of the temple guards since the establishment of this ancient temple more than six hundred years ago."

The Earl of Silverhorn said in a cold voice as he walked up the stone steps: "Over the past six hundred years, the temple guards have changed one after another, including the dark priest who is in charge of the temple, and has also replaced nine generations, but only this sleepless one, day and night, tireless, without injuries or life, is still cruising around the temple. ”

"He's not human." Alyssa walked beside Charles and answered.

"Of course, he's not human. It can be said that it is not any kind of known creature. You know, even a long-lived dragon, after living for more than 600 years, is still in its twilight years. But the breath on the sleepless has never weakened. He's strong, strong, too strong......"

As he spoke, a hint of fear crossed Earl Silverhorn's countenance.

He turned his back to Charles and Alyssa, and the two behind him naturally couldn't see his expression. At the mention of the Sleepless, the nightmare in Count Silverhorn's mind resurfaced in front of him.

Just a few years ago. He obeyed the orders of the church headquarters and rushed from the headquarters fortress of the moon sea to the imperial capital of Cormier. As a noble warlock, especially a shapeshifter of extraordinary blood, the Earl of Silverhorn, although obedient and respectful to the dark priest Isaac, was extremely unwilling to be an emotionless robot that was firmly in the position of the second person in the temple above his head.

Then the conflict erupted logically.

The Earl of Silverhorn remembers that he had been defeated very quickly and badly, and even died at one point, before Isaac arrived. Saved him with resurrection, otherwise Count Silverhorn knew very well that he would be returning to the underworld.

"There is no lifespan."

"Tireless, no sleep...... Not even eating, drinking, or even eating, drinking, or anything, but mechanics and activated structures? ”

Charles was racking his brains.

The long staircase was passed imperceptibly in silence. The three of them ascended to the platform of the temple, and the Earl of Silverhorn turned around and said with a hint of ridicule on his lips: "Lord Ron, although Lord Isaac asked you to come over to help, you must know it yourself. You're just a wandering priest who has lost his temple and has nowhere to go...... So, in Lord Isaac's temple, don't have any crooked thoughts. I know what Lord Isaac promised you, don't worry, after sincerely assisting Lord Isaac in completing his plan, Arabe will be your ......"

The Transfiguration Warlock's disdain for Ron is evident in his words. After saying that, the Earl of Silverhorn patted his ass and walked away, without saying any extra hello. Because it's not necessary.

Indeed, as the Earl of the Silver Horn said, there is no priest in the temple and no place in the church. And in terms of strength, the Earl of Silverhorn is also a hero, a heroic warlock, and he is worthy of Ron.

Compared with Isaac, who has many elite soldiers and strong generals under his command, Ron is really weak, and it is no wonder that the Earl of Silverhorn looks down on him. Charles observed a second of silence for the dark priest who had returned to heaven.

"The Sleepless, Earl of the Silver Horn, Captain of the Terror, the Blighter...... Tsk, even if this Isaac defects to the Bane Church and comes out of his own door, he is also qualified to enclose land and establish a city. Charles said secretly.

Alyssa opened her mouth as if she was going to say something to "Ron", which was supposed to be a comforting and exhortatory word, but with her character, she didn't say it after all.

"Take me to my room."

"I want to rest."

"Susar's bunch of rubbish won't be able to find this half-plane for a while." Ron the Dark Priestess replied in a whisper, not in the slightest irritated by Count Silverhorn's blatant taunts.

The temple was large and large, and the interior was divided into several large areas, the front nave, the middle nave, and the apse.

The front nave is a place where the faithful pray at midnight and is considered a public place, with some corners spaced off to serve as training grounds for the temple guards.

The nave is a series of corridors and rooms, and across the large courtyard of the nave, is the apse where the upper floors of the temple live. Elisa, Earl Silverhorn, Captain Terror, and Isaac, whom he has never met, all live here.

Now, of course, the apse has a new resident, the dark priest of the lost temple, Ron.

"Bang"

Alyssa closed the door of her bedroom and left quietly.

Mahi stood by the doorway, pricked up her ears and listened for a long time before she nodded to Charles, who was sitting on the bed, and said, "That woman is gone......"

"Whew."

Charles breathed a sigh of relief, removed the relic, closed the camouflage effect, and regained his body and appearance.

Getting up and walking to the mirror in the room, Charles rubbed his face vigorously against himself in the mirror. Even with his game of old birds, he also felt heavy pressure in this disguise.

If it is against a group of Dreven pirates who can be harvested at any time, Charles naturally will not feel suffocated.

However, in today's environment, except for Alyssa, who has a slightly better attitude towards him, the Sleepless, and the Transfiguration Warlock, may attack him at any time because of verbal discord or other conflicts.

Don't try to reason with cultists. Bane's followers are okay, they belong to the [Orderly Evil] camp, and they still talk about principles after all, if the [Chaos and Evil] group of people is very normal to provoke a death match if they are unhappy with a thought.

Return to the bed from the mirror table and sit down again.

When he first arrived in another priest's territory, Charles would never dare to go out to find death at this time, even if he had the idea of exploring. Because he knew very well that his bedroom was now being watched by many pairs of eyes.

Since he couldn't get out, Charles simply calmed down, took a few old books from the bedroom shelf, put them on his lap, and read them quietly. (To be continued.) )