It’s no wonder there was such a blockade...
Following the nun to the scene, Ronald saw an extrely exaggerated sight.
A square near the center of the church district.
Due to a mysterious battle earlier, the area had turned into ruins reminiscent of a violent demolition.
Among these ruins, the most eye-catching thing was on the eastern side of the square.
A stone giant, about five ters tall and made of mud and rocks, lay sprawled on the ground, with a clear sharp cut that pierced vertically through its body.
With Ronald’s vision, he could even see a shattered crystal core deep in the dramatic wound on the stone giant’s chest, which must have been what powered the creature.
At this mont, both the church and the investigators were surrounding the stone giant, conducting various tasks. So were investigating the origins of this entity, while others searched the ruins for sothing after the battle.
"..."
Ronald felt a bit peculiar.
Honestly, this was his first ti seeing such a thoroughly non-human creation of magic; even the demon Ra summoned before usually took a human form.
But it was precisely because of the appearance of the stone giant.
That Spencer had undertaken such a serious attitude in enforcing the blockade.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, with tens of thousands of believers moving around the church district, the city might have had to imdiately retreat to that so-called ultimate fortress.
"Ronald, you ca too?"
As Ronald was surveying the area, his old friend Spencer ca over from the side.
Casually dusting off his hands, Spencer spoke seriously:
"I kind of figured you would co to check it out."
"There was an unknown caster who launched an attack here early this morning, aiming to obtain sothing inside."
"..."
"Did they succeed?"
Ronald glanced in the direction Spencer pointed, where a three-story bell tower stood at the edge of the square. Like the ruined square, the building also looked precarious.
Through an astonishing hole in the bottom, one could even clearly see the scenery on the other side.
That’s definitely a dangerous building!
While Ronald observed, Spencer continued to explain about the incident.
"Yeah, the artifact was taken."
"The church officials said it was an important relic of a saint, but the specific details are not currently convenient for public announcent."
"A saint’s relic..."
Ronald’s eyes narrowed.
Having spent the week reading, his understanding of the church had vastly improved.
A saint typically refers to church clergy who have been granted the saint title, and throughout history, only twenty-three clergy have received this title. At the sa ti, these individuals hold a hundred percent of the church’s canonical texts, effectively the top echelon of mysterious powers.
And the relics they left behind.
While not directly throwing out canonical texts, most are weapons or treasures that saints relied on during their lives. Apart from a few with significant symbolic aning, most possess substantial power.
Thinking this over.
Ronald’s mind swiftly recalled the knowledge he had gathered.
Among the twenty-three saint relics, the locations or current possessors of sixteen are clear. By the process of elimination, the identities of the remaining seven could be determined.
Four saints from the Dark Age and New Era.
Three were recorded in the church scriptures as mythological figures from when the church was founded, written into the original canonical texts.
Looking again at this environnt.
This square was located in the heart of the church district, according to Spencer’s urban planning project, this would be a square established at the inception of the city, and the bell tower at its edge was also a very old building.
So, the relic here...
"Ronald, co over here,"
While Ronald was deep in thought, Spencer moved closer and quietly pulled him aside.
Surrounded by ruins that blocked the view of others,
Spencer spoke again,
"There’s sothing about this situation that I actually know."
"If you really plan to get involved, I can tell you right now."
"..."
Was this an attempt to curry favor with him, the original holder?
After a brief mont of distraction, Ronald quickly grasped what Spencer was thinking.
This man, who had defected from his holand to join the Investigative Bureau, clearly had his own habits when it ca to interacting with people, especially under special circumstances.
With an ’I’m here anyway’ attitude, Ronald nodded to signal Spencer to continue.
Without any hesitation, Spencer began,
"This stone giant is a spell from a school that the Entrode military obtained a few years ago. It has not been directly involved in actual combat yet, so this thing is top secret."
Entrode?
The country governed by a military regi with the Yuez Forest in between it and Greden?
Spencer, who stood before him, was from that place and had a status and position that supported his access to information before he defected.
Thus, the credibility of the information disclosed to Ronald at this mont was extrely high.
However, there was still sothing unclear.
Therefore, Ronald began with a curious tone,
"Spencer, shouldn’t you report this to the Investigative Bureau?"
"Given your situation all this ti, this should be a good opportunity to earn so rit, right?"
"..."
The investigator with a complex past showed a troubled expression.
He opened his mouth, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he chose to explain,
"The Investigative Bureau is not monolithic."
"Because of my own issues, if I were the one to speak up about this matter, I would probably have to spend the rest of my life in a monastery deep in the mountains."
"..."
Hearing this response, Ronald instantly understood Spencer’s intent.
After briefly explaining, the investigator waved goodbye to Ronald,
"Let’s leave it at that."
"The political situation in Springs is getting more complicated recently, and telling you this is just to ease my mind, at least I did sothing..."
Watching Spencer’s steps beco lighter as he left,
Ronald still stood in place.
After briefly contemplating for a few seconds, he raised his hand and pressed it toward the ground.
"I’ll use my power to check, don’t mind !"
After loudly clarifying it was his own action, a black mist instantly flowed from Ronald’s hand and rapidly spread through the gaps between the ruins.
Both church monks and investigators, seeing Ronald’s action, stopped what they were doing, stood up, and turned their gaze towards his location.
Less than a minute passed.
Beneath the chaotic ruins, the black mist of ’Fury’ had filled much of the area.
And Ronald also discovered sothing very important.
There were people inside the ruins.
Alive!
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