Deep Sea Embers Chapter 348: The Secret of Bishop Ivan

Chapter 348: Bishop Ivan's Secret

Deep Sea Embers Main Text Volume Chapter 348 Bishop Ivan’s Secret Agatha took out the report letter——this letter seems to be written on the most common letter paper, covered with frosty earth The envelopes produced by a certain small factory and the letters with plain ink were delivered to her from the No. 3 cemetery. To be honest, if I didn’t know that the old guard would not make such a joke with me, Ah Jiasha would never believe that this thing came from an indescribable high-ranking extraordinary existence.

She couldn't even perceive any supernatural power from this letter - but after doing a few simple tests, she has confirmed that this thing is indeed from the superior superhuman hand.

There was a sound of clothes rubbing in the dark coffin, and the heavy coffin lid was finally slowly opened. Accompanied by a strange smell of incense, a mummy-like body wrapped in bandages slowly emerged from the inside. Get up slowly.

This is Ivan, the bishop of the Frost City--he lost his complete body due to an accident many years ago, but Bartok's mighty power has kept his life alive to this day. Staying inside the Sanctuary of Contemplation, he is only in the public eye during major sacraments, but even so, he remains the most popular and trusted Bishop Frost has ever seen.

The achievements and profound knowledge of this bishop in the supernatural field are beyond doubt.

He sat up in the coffin, took what Agatha handed over, stared at the letter for a long time with the only left eye exposed outside the bandage, and remained silent for a long time.

Agatha couldn't help breaking the silence:

The well-informed and knowledgeable archbishop said in a muffled voice:

Agatha waited for a while, then asked again:

Bishop Ivan raised his head, his slightly yellow eyes were filled with confusion,

Agatha knew what the bishop wanted to say, she nodded with a serious expression,

Bishop Ivan was silent for a moment, as if he was still slowing down, and then he spoke slowly:

Agatha said,

Bishop Ivan thought for a while and sighed lightly:

Agatha frowned,

Bishop Ivan shook his head, then suddenly looked up into Agatha's eyes:

Agatha hesitated for a while, and said while thinking:

Bishop Ivan ordered

Nodding, but then the conversation changed,

Agatha didn't speak, but just quietly looked at the archbishop in front of her.

Bishop Ivan spoke slowly, his voice was low and slow, as if a tributary trickled out of the river of memories, those long-ago things that cannot be told to ordinary people, bit by bit from under the overlapping bandages speak eloquently.

Agatha's eyes widened suddenly.

"She's been called the 'mad king,' - indeed, she's acted like 'mad, really, in the last few months, when the whole plan has gone completely out of control and people are missing, dying, going crazy every day She continued to advance the project, even closed the palace, locked up the ministers who were willing to speak out in the end, ordered the military police to blockade the port, and arrested those who wanted to escape the frost. May die well in the position of her own queen...

"But even so, I don't think she's actually 'crazy, ever...she's sober, even...

Bishop Ivan stopped suddenly, as if recalling those long-ago events overwhelmed his mind, or maybe he was looking for a suitable language to describe the weirdness he felt back then, after a few seconds , he continued:

Agatha has unconsciously leaned forward:

Bishop Ivan raised his arms, as if restoring the scene half a century ago.

Agatha felt that her breathing was suddenly not smooth, as if she had apnea in a half-dream, and the next moment, she couldn't help reaching out to support her forehead, feeling her heart was pounding, she didn't know How should I respond? After a few seconds of silence, I can only ask my most direct confusion:

Bishop Ivan sighed, his voice muffled under the bandage,

Agatha stared in disbelief,

Bishop Ivan shook his head,

"She told me not to tell what happened that night, otherwise the rebel army will definitely kill me. When she said this, it was not long before the first city-state guards attacked the arsenal

There are a full twenty-four hours. "

Agatha fell silent, and it took some time before she finally spoke in a low voice:

Bishop Ivan said lightly,

Bishop Ivan raised his head, his cloudy and yellowed left eye quietly stared at Agatha's eyes,

Bishop Ivan paused for a moment and exhaled lightly. Previous chapter table of contents bookmark back page