Lucian was stunned, then he stared intently at the Sentinel statue's flickering golden eyes.
However, the anticipated scene or sound did not arrive. It was merely a moment later that the faint, almost imperceptible glow ceased to flicker.
Rover walked over to Lucian's side and asked, "Did you discover anything?"
Lucian shook his head slightly. He seemed to have felt a gaze upon him—could it be due to the previous system reward?
At this moment, Phoebe had already put on her white stockings and walked back.
Lucian couldn't help but glance toward her thighs.
It had to be said that Phoebe wearing white stockings truly aroused a strong desire to explore.
Facing Lucian's unabashed gaze, Phoebe's face flushed slightly, and she embarrassedly hugged the doctrine to cover her thighs.
Rover also noticed: "Whether she wears them or not, you're going to look anyway, right?"
Lucian shook his head slightly and sighed, his eyes carrying a sorrow that the world could not comprehend:
"With flowers in full bloom, if I don't appreciate them, it would make me seem insensitive to romance."
Rover: "?"
Zani also sighed: "I never expected that in this day and age, even simple lechery could be phrased so elegantly and refined."
Rover completely agreed with Zani's view: "Exactly, I think you just want to look at legs."
Lucian cleared his throat lightly: "Actually, it's not just that I want to look at legs..."
Rover hurriedly covered Lucian's mouth: "Phoebe hasn't grown up yet! Don't say anything improper."
Phoebe said cautiously: "Although I don't know what Mr. Lucian wants to say."
"But this is right under the Sentinel's gaze, so perhaps it's best not to speak carelessly?"
Zani asked: "Miss Phoebe."
"As a priest of the Order of the Deep, you must know if there are any secret passages in this cathedral, right?"
"That Gilberto couldn't have vanished into thin air from the cathedral."
Upon hearing this, Phoebe nodded hurriedly: "There are, Miss Zani, there are!"
Phoebe led the group to the back of the Sentinel statue.
Only then did everyone discover that this place was unexpectedly another world entirely.
Phoebe pointed to the back door and introduced: "That is the rear garden built by the order."
"At the end of the garden, there is also a confessional that leads to the outside world."
"Although I'm not entirely sure of the order's purpose in building it, there is indeed an exit from the cathedral besides the main entrance."
Zani nodded slightly: "If nothing unexpected happened, Gilberto must have left from here."
"Shall we hurry and chase after him to see?"
Phoebe led the group to the rear garden. Unexpectedly, this garden was quite large, almost qualifying as a small park.
The group looked toward the end of the path, and sure enough, there was a not-too-large confessional.
Moreover, this confessional could rise like an elevator, directly reaching the outside world.
Zani raised an eyebrow: "I didn't expect this garden to be so spacious. What did the order build it for?"
Rover sneered disdainfully: "Of course, it's for being able to escape at any time."
"Since this confessional leads to the outside world, if something happens in the future, leaving from here would be like a fish leaping into the vast sea, a bird soaring into the boundless sky."
Lucian rubbed his chin: "Hiss— it seems like a great spot for an affair..."
Rover: "?"
"Who do you want to have an affair with?"
Phoebe's face flushed slightly. An... affair?
She never expected Mr. Lucian to be such a person?
But it sounded kind of thrilling?
Zani couldn't bear to watch anymore. She clapped her hands: "You two! Let's hurry and get the main task done. I still want to get off work early."
However, at this moment, Lucian noticed a faint gaze fixed on them.
Lucian pulled the group to a hidden corner and whispered: "Wait a bit, you all go up first, and I'll follow shortly."
Rover widened her beautiful eyes, clenching her delicate fist tightly: "You really do want to have an affair?"
If Lucian uttered a single 'yes,' she would immediately make him understand what domestic violence meant.
Lucian: "?"
Lucian clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction: "What kind of talk is that! What do you mean by that!"
"I've always been upright and honorable, always developing relationships openly and aboveboard. When have I ever had an affair?"
Zani said speechlessly: "Is openly developing relationships something to be proud of?"
Rover asked puzzledly: "Then what about you?"
Lucian whispered: "Someone is watching us. I suspect that Alessio priest hasn't left and seems to be following us."
"So in a bit, I'll stay behind first to take a look. Maybe I can discover something."
Rover frowned and shook her head: "No, I can't let you stay here alone. What if there's danger?"
Zani also didn't quite agree: "I accepted a commission to protect your safety, so I can't leave."
Phoebe also pouted her small mouth: "How about we all stay together?"
Lucian shook his head: "No, if we all stay, they definitely won't come out."
"He has to see with his own eyes that you've gone up through the confessional."
"Don't worry, don't you trust my strength?"
Rover pondered for a moment: "Alright then, we'll wait for you up top first. If you don't come in ten minutes, we'll come back to find you."
Lucian's strength was naturally obvious to all. Although Rover felt his strength wasn't as great as hers, dealing with a few priests from the Order of the Deep would still be more than enough.
Zani scratched her head: "Alright then, be careful."
Phoebe also nodded slightly: "Mr. Lucian, please be safe..."
Lucian nodded slightly, watching the three enter the confessional. Then he hid in the corner.
As expected, that Alessio priest hadn't gone far.
The old man with a sinister expression on his face jogged out from the cathedral, staring fixedly at the slowly rising confessional.
However, what Lucian hadn't expected was that Phrolova also walked out from the cathedral.
But upon second thought, it was actually quite reasonable.
After all, they had already guessed that Fractsidus and the Order of the Deep had dealings of mutual benefit.
Lucian activated his Cloud-Dancing Butterfly Steps, approaching Phrolova silently and without a sound.
"It seems... they have gradually found their direction."
The priest took two steps forward, seemingly wanting to follow and see.
Phrolova shook her head: "No need to be impatient. I'm also very curious about what kind of answer awaits them at the end."
"Until the opening of that grand banquet..."
Before Phrolova could finish speaking, her expression suddenly tightened, as if sensing something, and she hurriedly turned her head.
There, Lucian wore a mischievous smile on his face, holding in his hand the Immortal Binding Rope that had once rendered her immobile, slowly approaching.
Upon seeing this, Phrolova hurriedly retreated backward, the Red Spider Lily already appearing in her hand.
But Lucian had finally caught this opportunity—how could he let her escape easily?
Lucian swiftly activated the 'Poison Milk King' skill, while quickly saying: "Phrolova will definitely not trip and fall flat on her face in the next second!"
Phrolova: "?"
As Phrolova retreated backward and prepared to counterattack, her mind still puzzled over what nonsensical words Lucian was spouting.
Yet somehow, it was as if an indescribable force gripped her feet—her left foot suddenly tripped over her right, and she fell heavily to the ground.
Phrolova: "???"