The next morning, at dawn.
A ray of sunlight broke through the twilight; the City of Light remained harmonious and stable. The bustling market was filled with merchants and shoppers, coming and going; no one felt the undercurrents stirring within the Holy Court.
Inside the Temple of Light.
Xu Shuo was studying a Magic Book when suddenly, the formation in the center of the temple lit up, and a small jade stone floated out.
The fact that this jade stone appeared in the small temple of the Papal, rather than in the temple of the Priesthood, meant that the message wasn't from the Order of the Sun Knights.
It was either a message from the Royal Capital or from the Far North.
Xu Shuo set down the book and summoned the jade stone to him.
After reading the information it contained, his expression remained calm, and his silver-white eyes were unflinching, giving no clue as to his thoughts.
