Dear Broom Knight

"What are your hands doing?"

Evelyn Costa, leaning on a huge hammer placed in front of her, asked Toronto, who was craning his neck and scratching the wall with his claws in a rhythmic pattern, with a puzzled expression.

She really didn't understand why someone could scratch the wall with their claws in rhythm while poking their head out and pulling it back in.

"What powerful flames," Toronto said in a low voice, "If I touched them, I'd probably be reduced to ashes."

"Wouldn't you?" Evelyn Costa sneered, "Ordinary fire couldn't ignite that scroll.

Tsk~ Too bad, the Rainwater Goddess didn't come, otherwise she could have helped him pour some water."

Toronto pondered and said, "The current Rainwater Goddess probably can't do that, right?

Her greatest ability is to rain poison."

The powerful individuals who witnessed those events back then, although they worked as hard as Baron Qingfeng to keep it a secret, they couldn't possibly avoid warning their descendants, their disciples and grand-disciples, about such a serious matter.

Those with a little bit of ability could roughly understand.

Toronto's answer was, in a way, correct, but in fact, Evelyn Costa only wanted to satirize an existence she disliked but couldn't openly criticize, rather than genuinely wanting the Rainwater Goddess to help.

She rolled her eyes in annoyance: "Little brat who doesn't understand human speech, you're so annoying!"

Seeing Toronto wanting to ask another question, Evelyn Costa quickly changed the subject: "Have you thought about how to get in, and when to get in?"

"Huh?" Toronto turned his head in surprise, "Still going in? That fire is still burning up there!

We're not Storm Knights who have a place to return to even after death, there's no need to be so reckless, right?"

Evelyn Costa tilted her head: "Are you pretending to be stupid or are you really stupid?

The flaws I've revealed in the past half a day are practically being announced with drums and gongs!"

Toronto's hand gripping the wall froze, and this time he turned his whole body around: "Elder Sister Evelyn, we haven't offended you, right?

I've been so obediently turning a blind eye and deaf ear, why do you have to make things so clear?

I'm a mage, no matter my background, I'm the most proper kind of mage!

I have no interest in mingling with believers of gods.

Do whatever you want!

I'll just follow along, but don't make things so clear, and don't make me think about whether or not I want to do it.

If you make me think about it, then I definitely won't do it.

I'm living a good life, why would I foolishly go to the temple to suffer!

If I really wanted to be foolish, I would only go to the Storm Temple."

"Aren't you an ice mage?" Evelyn Costa asked very seriously and also very mischievously.

"So what? It's not like I can't do anything without ice magic." Toronto smiled, "My innate attribute just makes it easier for me to learn and use ice magic.

I usually like to use ice-based spells because they're convenient, quick, and effortless.

But if an ice-based enemy comes along, I can also use other spells, especially the spells they're most resistant to.

Mages are never limited by any attribute."

How could Evelyn Costa not understand Toronto's meaning?

Since the other party had clearly refused her invitation, she no longer said any more nonsense.

If it weren't for the good cooperation with this kid these past two days, she wouldn't have had this idea.

Her divine master had never expected them to be qualified missionaries.

As long as they themselves weren't abducted, that was enough.

"Tsk~ Then just follow along without knowing anything!" Lifting her great hammer with one hand and pounding her chest with the other, Evelyn Costa shouted, "In the name of courage, witness the Storm Spirit!"

Then she took a big leap and happily rushed into the two bronze doors of the Storm Church.

Looking at the eight-meter-high main entrance of the church, Toronto fell into silence.

He felt that he might even be suspected of being a believer in the Lord of Frost.

If anyone were to spread the word that he, such a standard mage, was actually a follower of the Lord of Courage, then he would be finished.

Completely finished~

Mages would rather go crazy than be reckless!

Unless they have an immortal body.

He really didn't want to become the laughing stock of the mage circle.

The mage Toronto fell into melancholy… Was he just a little too loud?

Didn't a few people just jump in?

The flamboyant man inside who looked like he made people's hands itch, seemed to be Grann Sack!

Toronto couldn't help but scratch his chin and think over and over again, and finally shouted decisively: "Ah! Heretics!

It's Grann Sack!

We must not let them defile the Land of Storms!"

Then he directly released an Ice Cone spell towards the front, and accompanied by a gust of cold wind, rushed into the church.

After Toronto's figure disappeared into the door frame, Almes and the Pearl siblings, with strange expressions, also rushed in with their people.

They had finally waited for the best opportunity.

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The mage Toronto, who rushed into the church, found himself lost.

Clearly, he could still hear Elder Sister Evelyn's roar and the sound of the hammer hitting the wall in his ears.

But what he saw was a land filled with various burning pits and lizard-like monsters.

Hmm?

He suddenly jumped up and rolled to the right rear.

A strange black vortex opened up in the place where he had just been standing.

Even though he was seven or eight meters away, Toronto still felt a huge suction force.

He hesitated and continued to retreat, then suddenly darted out, flying at low altitude for a full hundred meters.

Looking back at the huge pillar of fire erupting from the original place, Toronto murmured: "Too, the sun?"

He couldn't help but bend down, looking at the liquid flowing on the ground, and finally confirmed his judgment… that was liquid fire.

The creatures active inside were fire lizards and fire salamanders.

Toronto raised his head and looked into the distance.

At the edge of the earth, there was a string of spherical black shadows.

If he wasn't mistaken, that was the sun's orbit around the sun, the Dead Sea area known as the Sargasso Sea.

Also, the exit of the sun.

He opened his mouth slightly, suddenly having the thought that he shouldn't have come in.

To break this illusion and get out, he had to enter the Dead Sea area, and then use pure power to smash his way out at the fastest speed.

Otherwise, the Dead Sea area would suck away all his mana within three minutes.

But if he used magic inside, the suction force would be even faster… Unless it worked the first time, otherwise, a mage who lost his mana would surely die.

Toronto hesitated and wandered around in place for a while.

The approaching sun black hole and solar flare ruthlessly informed him: if he didn't leave, he would be ignited.

Toronto stood in a corner, dejected.

Looking at him, he had a sense of despair, not knowing whether to live or die.

At least that's how Almes saw it.

"You, are you alright? Mage Toronto." He hesitated for two seconds, but still greeted him, "I am Almes Hamilton, this is my sister Pearl."

Toronto glanced at the siblings: "I'm fine, just a little annoyed.

How did you two manage to get together?

Doesn't this illusion separate everyone who comes in?"

"Pearl and I have a sensing-type oddity that ensures we can detect each other's location under any circumstances.

So after coming in, I found her first." Almes answered honestly, "What about you? Did you get separated from Costa?"

"This illusion should have appeared after Elder Sister Evelyn came in." Toronto was also very honest, "I saw Grann Sack.

When he escaped that day, he turned into a ball of fire.

Moreover, I just heard Elder Sister Evelyn cursing and fighting, she should have encountered them.

Besides, this illusion doesn't have much effect on Elder Sister Evelyn, they shouldn't be able to trap her.

Furthermore, she might not help anyone when she goes in.

You know, people known for their courage have a wide range of choices."

"Have you thought of a solution?" Almes asked thoughtfully, "I don't understand this illusion at all."

What kind of roundabout fart is this!

Toronto couldn't help but glance at the Hamilton young master… If he really didn't understand, how could he have found him.

Breaking illusions, when can you stumble upon it by chance!

What a hateful guy, his mouth is full of lies and he doesn't even change his expression, he even looks quite sincere~

Good actors can really be found everywhere in life.

Even if this guy Almes himself doesn't have any problems, he must have obtained a fragment of a divine artifact.

After all, no one in this world has ever been to the sun, and there are no traces of it.

Moreover, a proper sun wouldn't have so many destructive fire element creatures existing.

Firebirds, fire roses, and even sunflowers are the mainstream existences on a proper sun.

After all, any planet that can give birth to a god must have vitality itself.

And the afterglow splashed out the moment the Sun God was born is enough to create countless fire element lives that exist because of him.

After the Sun God understands his existence and his divine duty, destructive fire element creatures will slowly appear in this world.

Moreover, these two types of elemental creatures will have essential differences from the original existences in the fire element plane, and they will all have the divine power of the Sun God.

As far as he knew, in this multiverse, only the Eternal Fire burning on a star could resonate with the fire element plane, allowing these elemental creatures to be born across planes and roam freely on the sun.

Other suns, although the temperature is very high, actually have vitality… Although the sunlight is scorching, it has highs and lows, colds and heats.

So, this is the sun of Toril!

Amanata isn't completely dead, is he?

Oh… that's right, according to the timeline, it seems, he's about to recover.

Lathander, that big fool, is working hard to let Amanata grow out of his youthful body… and from then on, he will live as an old man.

He probably never wants to remember the time he gave birth to Amanata.