Li Yu had Tom bring soone nad Redio.
Redio was born into the Weiting Family, but at only fifteen years old, perhaps due to previously being imprisoned in a dungeon, he was quite slim, with thin arms and legs, and not as tall as his peers.
He seed sowhat fragile, but paradoxically, had a round, protruding belly, and his voice was also soft and delicate.
Tom didn’t say much, but several lizardman warriors in the team were obviously not very fond of this Half-Beast boy.
Redio was not a mber of the Black Hound Guards, nor had he learned swordsmanship; his combat capability was virtually nil.
Taking the danger of the journey into account, bringing such a burden undoubtedly increased the risk of mission failure.
Thus, as soon as he joined the squad, many straightforward lizard people ca to Tom to protest, even hinting that Tom should find a place to ditch him along the way.
It wasn’t until Tom told them that this was Li Yu’s decision that the lizard n cald down and stopped making a fuss.
Then Tom looked at Redio, who was beside him, and asked, "Can you ride a horse?"
Redio, as if he hadn’t noticed the lizard n’s pointing and whispering, nodded calmly, "My father taught when I was nine."
"Good, you can pick a horse you like from Sinta and then go back to where you are staying to rest well for the night, say goodbye to your parents, and we’ll leave as soon as the day breaks," Tom said.
"My father and mother are both dead," Redio said blandly. "I don’t have to say goodbye to anyone, and I’ve already dug my own grave and gave four silver coins to my neighbor. If my body can’t be brought back, he will bury my beloved flute for ."
"Uh... it’s always good to be prepared," Tom shrugged. "Anyway, welco to the team. Once we leave Green Field, we can only rely on ourselves."
"Saturday and Prophet rlin will guide us."
Tom had always thought Redio’s words were just a simple blessing, as the Sabbath followers of the Double Rest Sect also liked to keep this phrase on their lips.
It wasn’t until five days later, disguised as a rchant convoy, that they ca to the outskirts of Duolin City.
Tom sealed the weapons and various Holy Artifacts in oilcloth and hid them in wine barrels, planning to sneak into the city this way.
But before he could act, they received terrible news.
It was a ssage from other rchant convoys and travelers that, as Priest Martina’s Church Protection Army was about to arrive at Duolin City, the city, starting two days ago, no longer allowed free entry to prevent spies from infiltrating in advance.
Now, only those holding a Passage Order issued by the Raimondi family or the Silver Moon Church were allowed through the city gates.
Tom was also stunned, because if they couldn’t get into Duolin City before the Church Protection Army, then once Priest Martina surrounded the city, it would be even more impossible to enter.
As for waiting until after the battle between the two sides, Tom hadn’t even considered it; who knew how long the Church Protection Army would lay siege to Duolin City, and Clara might not last that long.
But facing the towering city walls, Tom was now sowhat at a loss, and seeing their captain in such a dilemma, the lizardman warriors were also becoming restless, in contrast to Redio who still looked the sa as before.
Through the days they spent together, Tom had also realized that the boy probably beca a bit gloomy due to being imprisoned for too long and the death of all his family mbers, and he had a bit of a sharp tongue.
He gave off a vibe of "why hasn’t this world ended yet," reminiscent of mushrooms on a cloudy day, not sothing one would want to approach.
However, Tom didn’t want to get close to Redio, but Redio took the initiative to find him.
Tell him to find a place that is relatively higher in elevation, open in all directions, and undisturbed by anyone.
"Do you have a way to get us into the city?" Tom’s spirits lifted at the words.
But then he saw Redio shake his head and say, "No."
"...Then why do you want to find high ground for you?" Tom asked.
"I have said before that the Sabbath and Prophet rlin will guide us. Since Captain Jerry, you have no other strategies left, we naturally must seek help from Prophet rlin."
"Prophet rlin?" Tom doubted his own ears, "Do you realize how far Prophet rlin is from us? We rode hard for five whole days to reach the foot of Duolin City from Green Field."
"As a Black Dog guard, you should never doubt the Divine Power of the Prophet," Redio reminded.
"I am not doubting the Prophet’s Divine Power," Tom said seriously, "I just don’t know how we can rely on Prophet rlin from this distance."
"This is the reason why the Prophet had you bring along," Redio said. "Let’s go, I can help you get in touch with the Prophet."
Tom was dubious but still followed Redio’s instructions and found a hillside near Duolin City for him.
Redio looked around and then gazed up at the sky above before lifting his clothing.
Only then did Tom realize that Redio, who seed to be out of proportion with his size, had a bundle wrapped around his stomach. Redio unwrapped the bundle and carefully took out a black box from inside.
Besides that, various small parts were also hidden in different places on his body.
In Tom’s astonished gaze, Redio skillfully took down the small parts one by one, assembled them together, then set up an antenna and tuned the machine for a while.
Then he started to chant, "My lord Sabbath, your faithful follower here beseeches you, please use your mysterious electromagnetic force, so that my call at this mont may cross mountains and lands, reaching the ears of Prophet rlin."
After Redio finished, only a sizzling static noise responded to him.
However, Redio did not lose heart; he extended his thumb and little finger to the sky, while the other three fingers were joined and pointing to the ground. This was the most commonly used prayer gesture in the Double Rest Sect.
He then repeated the previous prayer over and over again.
Around the seventh ti, a miracle occurred, and another voice transmitted from the black box, responding to him.
"Ah, is that you, Redio? Can you copy?"
"This is Redio, Prophet, I can copy, I can copy," Redio’s voice beca excited as well, although he had practiced many tis before and even over greater distances.
But every ti he managed to communicate successfully, he still felt genuinely incredulous.
Not just him, the other side’s Tom was also wide-eyed in astonishnt.
He had seen Holy Artifacts that could communicate through space; after all, Li Yu had brought walkie-talkies to Green Field during the Dragon Slayer days, and for this operation, Tom also brought two sets for maintaining contact within the team.
But the normal walkie-talkies have a range limit; forget about the distance from Green Field to Duolin City, even while patrolling on the Raimondi family territory, if they got too far from each other, they would not be able to hear the other side.
Tom had never imagined that one day he would be able to hear a voice from Green Field while in Duolin City.
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