The night deepens, snow flurries swirling.
Xu Shuo was drawing a magic array on the ice plains just outside the Silver City-State.
It was merely an ordinary, warning trap magic array. Should any magical beasts still rush out from the Far North Mountain Range and enter the continent via The North, he would be informed and could delay them.
After finishing the magic array, Xu Shuo made another trip to the Silver Cathedral, still in the guise of a bishop.
Xu Shuo did not engage in any excessive disguise.
There were scant few in the City of Light who had seen his face, and even less so in this far-flung place of the Silver City-State; priests had certainly never seen him before.
The priest of the cathedral was somewhat panic-stricken at the moment: "That white-robed bishop indeed presented the Sun Crown's insignia. He stayed here for six days, spending the days praying at the altar, rarely going out."
