Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1173 1155. Temple of Meritelli

Lane, who entered the vicinity of Elland City, had no intention of entering the city. Instead, he sent Lincoln to inquire with the busy merchants on both sides of the road. After learning the location of the Meritelli Temple, he rode in that direction.

This kind of asking for directions seems to be very common, so both merchants and passers-by showed no surprise.

The Meriteli faith is the most widespread faith in the North, and the Meriteli Temple in Elland is the most famous temple of this faith.

Every year, countless pilgrims, or people begging for help, go all the way to come here, seeking spiritual solace or substantial help from the priests.

To a certain extent, maybe the city of Elland is well-known because of the Temple of Meliteli?

The temple is located outside the city and is not difficult to find.

Because there is a road that is convenient for pilgrims and prayers, leading all the way from the city to the temple.

This road is smooth and strong, and there is nothing wrong with it even if it is placed in the bustling area of ​​​​the city center, but now it is just like this on the plains outside the city.

After finding the direction, the Ember Knights and Lan En walked leisurely on this road.

On both sides of the road are farmers' fields, where they grow a large amount of wheat, as well as a small amount of turnips, potatoes, and radishes.

There are also some herbs that are easy to feed like Baijie Cao.

It was a bit cloudy at this time, but combined with the empty sky around the city and the large clouds blowing in the wind, it looked vast and distant.

A tall and large windmill with worn-out fan blades was spinning incessantly in the middle of many farmlands in the distance in such weather.

There were several Ember Knights in the team. As they got closer to the Meritelli Temple, they touched their foreheads with their fingers and muttered a prayer for a while.

Lan En turned around to look but said nothing.

Needless to say, the influence of Meritelli’s belief is that almost all women in the north have this belief.

From the queen down to the washerwoman.

Men, on the other hand, are inevitably influenced by the women around them.

Although the Ember Knights are all alone, their mothers, sisters, and lovers should have believed in Meritelli during their lifetimes.

They are not only worshiping God now, but they should also be remembering their deceased female relatives.

Meritelli is a gentle and tolerant faith. He uses the trinity image of a girl, a pregnant woman, and an old woman to soothe the pain of all living beings.

Of course, that includes men who have lost female relatives.

Walk along the pilgrimage road until you reach the main entrance of the Temple of Meritelli.

It is said to be a temple, but it is actually a complex of buildings.

There is no such grand architectural style as in Yharnam, the World of Fire, or the World of Arda, and the people here do not have that kind of architectural ability.

The entire Temple of Melitelli is like a circle of buildings in the upper town of Novigrad.

Off-white cemented stone walls with a red tile roof.

An avenue of poplar trees extends forward from the main entrance, leading to a building next to the sanctuary.

The main hall area is built against the mountain. The three images of Meritelli are made into stone fountains and stand at the entrance of the main hall. There must be more solemn statues or portraits in the main hall.

The arrival of a group of knights broke the original peaceful atmosphere of the temple.

The heavy sound of horse hooves naturally brings a sense of solemnity and urgency.

However, most of the people in the Temple of Meritelli were still calm. Those pilgrims coming from all over the world were the 'world' they had seen.

And no one would believe that someone dared to do evil in Meritelli's sanctuary.

Inside the temple gate, several priestess apprentices who were sitting together spreading food to chickens, ducks and geese saw the knights coming in and first thought of driving the poultry out of the road to avoid being trampled to death by horse hooves.

The stout old woman holding a big broom curled her lips dissatisfiedly, as if she disliked the dust and leaves that were rising again with the pace of the knights.

The Ember Knight, with his bright armor and majestic temperament, is far different from ordinary knights just by his appearance.

They attracted a lot of attention at this point.

These priestess apprentices who were training in the temple were driving away the chickens, ducks and geese under their feet while secretly glancing at the Ember Knights who were looking at them intently.

But all the Ember Knights put together are not as conspicuous as the knight at the front.

On top of a horse that is more than two meters high at the shoulders, with beautiful pale mane coming out from under the harness, and a body that is so strong and elegant that it does not look like an ordinary creature.

A knight matching the stature of a horse sat on it.

It's just that he seems to be wearing a magic cloak that is popular at the moment. The shadow of the hood makes it difficult to see his face clearly. Maybe his figure is set off by the magic cloak?

The priestess apprentices absentmindedly sprinkled a handful of feed to the side to attract the chickens, ducks and geese further away. But his eyes were still secretly looking at the group of knights who had suddenly arrived.

But the priestess apprentices couldn't figure out the situation, but someone could figure it out.

In the building complex at the end of the tree-lined path, a wooden door opened, and an old woman in plain clothes with a blue veil covering her head came out.

"What's the fuss about?"

Her hands, whose skin had become loose, held the sides of the veil hanging down in front of her chest, and she walked towards this side as she spoke.

Priestess apprentices along the way greeted her and explained the situation.

"A group of knights suddenly came over, Teacher Aurora!"

"It's a knight I've never seen before. He must be an outsider!" the girls chirped, cheerful and lively.

A stark contrast to the distraught old woman listening to their chirping.

"Okay, okay! Do you think I'm deaf?"

The old woman shouted helplessly.

"Little Aurora, take them aside first. After feeding the chickens, ducks and geese, go water the flowers, vegetables, etc. Hey, please spare me."

So a girl stood out from among the priestess apprentices and led them chattering further away.

It sounds like the two of them have the same name, so it seems that Teacher Aurora adopted the girl.

After sending away the noisy and lively priestess apprentice, the old woman turned around and quickly looked at the group of foreign knights entering the Meritelli Temple.

At this time, Lan En and the others dismounted politely, and each calmed their mounts and told them not to make any noise.

This kind of politeness and discipline obviously made the old woman raise her eyebrows in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, Teacher Aurora's eyes quickly glanced at the blue-backed golden lion's gun flag on the long gun that Lincoln had been holding vertically.

"The flag of Sintra. The famous Knights of Ember?"

The old woman grasped the corners of the veil with both hands, placed it on her chest, and asked cautiously.

Although she was 70% or 80% sure, admitting the wrong knights would sometimes anger some well-known and stubborn knights.

Fortunately, neither Lan nor the Ember Knights are like that.

"Hello, Teacher Aurora." Lan En stepped forward and began to negotiate in a gentle tone.

This tone is equivalent to affirming the other party's words.

The old woman looked up and down at Lan En who was speaking.

"Just call me Aunt Aurora. Are you Duke Lane of Cintra?"

Aurora introduced herself subconsciously at first, but then she opened her eyes wide and reacted.

If an average person had this kind of figure, their first reaction would be: This person is wearing a popular magic cloak.

This is also a summary of Dandelion’s publicity strategy and Dudu’s business planning, which has been a successful performance during this period.

But a man of this stature goes out with a group of Ember Knights. Are you telling me he has a magic cloak? !

I've only heard that the magic cloak can confuse the body, but I've never heard that it can bring such an elite knight!

But after being shocked for a moment, Aunt Aurora quickly calmed down.

As the priestess and apprentice instructor of the temple, she serves the goddess wholeheartedly, and this is the best attitude she has towards the reputation that comes from the world.

"It's really a big shot coming in person."

The old woman said teasingly while saluting Lan En, and the witcher also responded.

"Your visit to Airland this time seems to be about the Pontal Valley?"

Aunt Airola said seemingly casually.

But these words made Lan En turn around and look at Lincoln.

Sure enough, in this lofty Temple of Meritelli, although there is no secular power due to the dogma of the faith itself, the status is here.

Very well informed.

"Since you are also an insider, then I have nothing to hide, that's true."

Lan En said politely.

"Foltest personally sent a letter, so we came all the way from Wellen, and we just arrived at Elland today. Now we just want a place to rest in peace."

"Meritelli the Merciful will share his roof and food with all those who ask for help within his means."

Aunt Airola said piously first, then stretched her hand back and pointed it in a direction.

"But first, I would like you to meet the Chief Priestess."

"That's why I'm here." Lan En said calmly.

Qilin and the other Ember Knights stayed where they were, while Lan En followed Sister Aurora along the tree-lined path.

They walked all the way to the side of the main hall built against the mountain, where there was a small opening with firelight flickering inside.

"This is a greenhouse we dug out to grow special herbs."

Aunt Airola said as she led the way.

"Aunt Nannike is taking care of those delicate plants inside right now."

".You shouldn't be worried about an assassin or anything else inside, right?"

As she spoke, the old woman jokingly looked at the witcher following behind her.

If the legends passed down from the battlefield are true, then let alone a sneaky killer, even a fully armored legion is nothing in front of this man?

Sure enough, Lan En, who was following behind, showed no movement under his hood.

(End of chapter)