Chapter 1173 1155. Temple of Merritelli
Lan En, who entered the vicinity of Elland City, had no intention of entering the city. Instead, he sent Lincoln to ask the busy merchants on both sides of the road and learned about Merritelli. The location of the temple was then spurred on and headed in that direction.
This kind of asking for directions seems to be very common, so both merchants and passers-by showed no surprise.
The Meritelli faith is the most widespread faith in the North, and the Meritelli Temple in Elland is the most famous temple in 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 continuously 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 Temple of Melitelli, 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.
Up to the queen, down to the washerwoman.
Men will inevitably be 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, including those men who have lost female relatives.
Go all the way along the pilgrimage road until the main entrance of the Temple of Meritelli appears.
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 Meritelli is like a circle of buildings in the upper town of Novigrad.
Grey-white bonded stone wall with a red tile roof.
A poplar tree avenue 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 are still calm. Those pilgrims coming from the south and north are the 'world' they have seen.
And no one will believe that someone dares to do evil in Meritelli's sanctuary.
Inside the gate of the temple, several priestess apprentices who were sitting together spreading food to chickens, ducks and geese saw the knights coming in and first thought of driving these poultry out of the road to avoid being hoofed by horses. Trampled to death.
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 awe-inspiring temperament, is far different from ordinary knights just by his appearance.
They attracted a lot of attention at this time.
While driving away the chickens, ducks and geese under their feet, these priestess apprentices who were training in the temple secretly glanced at the Ember Knights who were looking at them intently.
But all the Ember Knights combined 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 figure of a horse is sitting 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. 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 can't figure out the situation, but someone can 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 matter, so noisy?”
Her hands with loose skin held the sides of the veil hanging down in front of her chest, and while speaking, she turned this way Come.
The 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 a stranger!" the girls chirped, cheerful and lively.
A sharp contrast to the old woman who listened to their chatter and was upset.
"Okay, okay! Do you think I am deaf?"
The old woman shouted helplessly.
"Little Aurora, take them aside first. After feeding the chickens, ducks and geese, go and water the flowers, vegetables, etc. Hey, please spare me."
So A girl stood out among the priestess apprentices, leading them chattering further away.
It sounds like they both have the same name. 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 grabbed the corners of the veil with both hands, placed it on her chest, and asked cautiously.
Although she was 70% to 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 Sister Aurora. Are you Duke Lan En of Cintra?"
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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 plan, and the successful performance during this period.
But a man of such a stature goes out with a group of Ember Knights. Are you telling me that he has a magic cloak? !
I have only heard that the magic cloak can confuse the body, but I have 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 demon hunter 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 is true."
Lan En said politely.
"Foltest personally wrote a letter, so we came all the way from Wellen and only arrived at Elland today. Now we just want a place to rest in peace."
"The kind Meritelli will share his roof and food with all those who ask for help within his ability."
Aunt Aurora said piously first, then stretched her hand back and pointed in a direction.
“But first, I would like to ask 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 the greenhouse we dug out to cultivate special herbs.”
Aunt Aurora said as she led the way.
"Aunt Nannik is taking care of those delicate plants inside right now."
".You're not worried about assassins or anything else inside, right?"
The old woman said He even looked at the witcher following behind him jokingly.
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, did not waver at all under his hood.
(End of this chapter)