"The call of Silver Maple...?" Sera murmured, "But he never mentioned anything buried under the Silver Maple tree before he died."
Mao Jing said: "After spending so many years with him, he has never mentioned it."
"Don't you know what's inside?"
"There are some guesses... The box containing the things was a handmade product I gave him for the first time, and even the patterns were carefully carved by me without magic power... I searched for it for a long time after it was lost, but I didn't expect it to be his fault. "
There was no hint of complaint in the words, but on the contrary...
Sera expected Maojing to tell her speculation, but she did not continue the topic.
Something happened to Lu Yupin. When Sera said, "Would you like me to come with you?", he immediately coughed.
"Teacher must be very tired after a long journey. Let her rest first. After you have rested, let Bo Mu take you around to see the Dawn Territory before setting off to the Theocracy. In the past few years since you have been away, the Dawn Territory has undergone many changes. Recently, Coinciding with the craftsmanship breakthrough of the craftsman group, the workshop may give you some shocking impressions."
After saying that, Lu Yu turned to look at Heather.
"Want to stay?"
Heather smiled and joked: "How long can the friendship back then bring us a comfortable life?"
"If you believe in the future of Dawn Territory, it can be forever."
The following members of the Star Knights all looked at Heather. They knew very well that Heather's answer would determine whether to have a new identity and... whether to live a wandering life again.
"What should I call you?" Heather pretended to think deeply, "Lord?"
"You can also call her by her first name. I don't care much about that, although Sigrid will make me care a little."
Sigrid's eyes widened and she quickly defended: "I'm just teasing, joking, you really don't look like the lords of a land at all."
Mao Jing couldn't help but snicker, and the shouting made Dragon Lady Slime and Xiao Lan cast doubtful glances.
Lu Yu glanced at Sigrid, then looked at Heather: "Sigrid is really strict."
Heather called Lu Yu by name in cooperation, and then... saluted Sigrid as one would treat a lord.
Sera thought helplessly: "Lulu doesn't look like a lord, and Lu Yu is childish... Sure enough, the majesty of a lord can only be shown by himself."
After everyone left, Sierra couldn't help but ask: "Why did you interrupt me just now?"
"Why are you so slow this time? Is it because I was upset by what I just did?"
"If you have something to say, don't talk about what you just said!" Sera Rabbit said hurriedly as his ears were itchy.
"Okay, okay, if you don't say it, don't say it." Lu Yu reminded, "Laurent was buried under the silver maple tree when he was young, using the handmade box made by Mao Jing for the first time, carrying Mao Jing on his back... When he was dying My mind is always clear, is it possible that I can’t remember the things I did so seriously?”
Sierra seemed to be confused about what happened.
"That box contains objects that were meaningful to Mao Jing when he was young. It doesn't matter what they are, but as time goes by and he is about to pass away, these objects will only become regrets in Mao Jing's heart, so he I won’t mention it.”
Sera murmured along the train of thought: "Put it specially under the silver maple tree... When he was young, he was an extremely devout believer. This behavior is..."
"It is against the laws of the Theocracy, but as the Pope, he broke through the shackles of his heart and did it..." Lu Yu sighed, "I hope the teacher will not get emotional because of this."
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Serra greeted Antonio in advance for Catthorn. According to the regulations, Catthorn, which no longer belongs to the Theocracy, cannot approach the Silver Maple Sacred Tree, but the Radiance Academy finally decided to make an exception.
Catthorn refused Sera's request to go with her, and entrusted Sera with the ashes - she was still worried about the silver maple tree, and Laurend was the only one she had after death.
The Theocracy is still the Theocracy. Although there are vaccinations from Lu Yu and others, it is said that the Theocracy has changed somewhat from the past and has become xenophobic, but... I am used to seeing the lack of order, leaving only the chaos of killing and competition. The roads The farmers passing by leisurely on both sides made Mao Jing's heart calm down.
Winter is about to enter, and the crops have been harvested. The farmers of the Theocracy are enjoying a rare moment of leisure. They raise their heads from the farmland, step forward, and head into the mountains with homemade hunting tools, looking forward to unexpected surprises.
The hunter, who was carrying a few hares that he had raised fat in the autumn, pushed open the door and heard a burst of joyful cheers. The children's praise made the man's laughter particularly hearty.
Mao Jing stopped and stared at it with a smile for a long time.
After traveling for many years, Catwax gradually realized the corrosiveness of the environment to living things, and also increasingly understood why Laurend was willing to sacrifice himself to lay the foundation for the Theocracy and even the entire Meera for generations.
It has been nearly five years since the magic wave began. Along with the earth-shaking changes in the environment, other continents have been in war, and all lives have been devastated. The power reshuffle across the continent continues, but Mera has died because of the two pillars of Noel and the Radiance Institute. The dead ground supports the mountains that are about to overturn.
Laurend did it, and everything was just as he predicted. The light that he reappeared from the glorious era was passed down by someone, and it shined tenaciously in the chaotic tide of new life.
Archbishop David, who had already been notified, was personally waiting outside the Papal City and respectfully welcomed the cat into the Papal Tower area.
"Do you want to go in with me and supervise me?" Mao Jing asked.
David shook his head and whispered: "Master Maojing wants to come and take something away, right?"
Mao Jing frowned, she had never expressed her intention.
Seeing that there was no one else around, David explained: "Pope Antonio and I both dreamed...of the swaying shadow of the Silver Maple Sacred Tree. He told us that you would come back and explained why you came back."
Mao Jing was stunned: "You..."
"During the assassination that gradually started the Theocracy's xenophobic mode, I noticed something was wrong... I was clearly stabbed without using magic power to protect my body, but I was unscathed. In that same assassination In the movie, a nun who brought food to the assassin had her throat cut, and the amount of bleeding was so heavy, but she survived. Not only that, the nuns who treated her that day were unprecedentedly skilled in their healing skills, and they were able to leave no scars. , perfect cure... They are only at the fourth level, where did they get such a powerful power."
David devoutly bowed towards the Silver Maple Holy Tree: "Aware of this, we began to collect more deeds to confirm this guess. As the whispers in my ears disappeared, they were replaced by abstract and vague reminders in dreams. Antonio's dreams are also filled with soft light... There are more and more reports from churches across the Theocracy about the nuns' improvement in their healing skills."
"We are aware... that our god has appeared and is watching us. Maybe His gaze has started for a long time, and the whispers that often bother me... Sera reminded me that maybe it is Him It’s a pity that I’m so stupid that I can’t hear a single bit of the signal I’m trying to communicate.” David shook his head in shame, “Maybe I’m not pious enough, so that the God of Glory must manifest miracles through dreams…”
Mao Jing wanted to cut a wound on his arm to personally verify the changes in the healing technique, but then he thought about it, with the silver maple tree so close in front of him, and I'm afraid such a move would not be very convincing, so he simply gave up.
This was an occasion arranged by Silver Maple Tree. After David left, he cleared out the people in the nearby Papal Tower. Now there is silence all around.
The furnishings here have been completely changed with the arrival of the new owner of the Papal Tower, and the shadow of the past is no longer there, but walking in the familiar garden, Mao Jing couldn't help but recall the warm memories of walking with Laurend.
Almost every evening, they would bathe in the dusk, admire the plants covered with a layer of afterglow, and listen to the cheerful chirping of returning birds.
The branches of the Silver Maple Sacred Tree swayed in the wind, and the large leaves reflecting the silver-white glow fell with the wind, covering the surrounding ground in layers. Even the tables where tributes were placed were scattered with leaves. Here There should be dedicated people to clean it, it shouldn't be so messy.
Stepping on the road paved with silver maple leaves, Mao Jing seems to be walking along the red carpet laid out at an aristocratic dinner party. In his ears are not the crimson notes made of extravagance and ambiguity, but the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves. A pleasant rustling sound.
The wind suddenly became very strong, and the symphony left by the gap between the leaves was urgent and panicked, just like the happy and nervous steps of lovers holding hands while eloping for a date.
An abrupt "blank space" suddenly appeared among the piled leaves. It was square and square in size... not much different from a box.
Before Mao Jing could ask, Silver Maple Tree had already given her answer - he knew what Mao Jing wanted, and he satisfied her.
"What do you want me to do?" Mao Jing did not move, but looked up at the silver maple tree, which was still lush and shining even in winter, "Except Laurende, I have nothing... I don't I will spread faith to you, and you should know why I became a nun."
The leaves scattered on the ground were pulled by the invisible wind and slowly arranged, and a line of words was revealed in front of Mao Jing's eyes.
"He, let me witness."
The leaves gather again and then rearrange themselves.
"I, witness."
The rustling continued.
"Thank u."
"thank him."
"This is yours, treasure."
"You too, witness."
Mao Jing, who was observing Yin Maple's calligraphy, was confused, but there was an impulse that led her to use magic power to pull out the treasure buried under the Yin Maple tree that had been hidden for decades. It was Lauren Dezhen. More importantly, it violated the laws of the Theocracy and invited Silver Maple to witness the completed contract.
"Contract..." Mao Jing held her forehead, wondering why this word suddenly came to her mind.
The soil surged, and under the pull of magic power, a large wooden box covered in yellow mud appeared again.
The memory came back to me again.
"Why are all these documents on the table?"
"Oh, this makes it easier for me to browse at any time. After all, there are always various problems in monasteries and churches everywhere. I sometimes make mistakes, so I just pile them all up and check them again after the instructions are given."
"But isn't it easier to lose this way? Just a gust of wind..."
"Mao Jing... don't create wind just to demonstrate the situation. It's really dispersed now."
"I think you just need a suitable box."
"I guess this is one of the few things you are good at. Are you eager to show off?"
"Then do you want it?"
"Make it first and let me see it."
The conversation remains the same, as if it was yesterday.
The corner of Mao Jing's mouth raised, but he spoke through gritted teeth: "It turns out that guy never used the box I made to store documents. The Theocracy gave him a new one, and he used it directly... My box can only hold groceries. , this guy who doesn’t understand style! If it’s for loading groceries, how could I carve such beautiful patterns? What’s the point if it’s not placed next to the table!”
He raised his hand towards the box, and the absorbed water element circled around the box. The lines on it were not corroded, and were still as bright as new. The infiltration of the times did not make its luster obscure, which shows that the material of Maojing was originally selected. extraordinary.
"It's not placed next to the desk, it's not used as an ornament, it's just used to carry groceries, and it's actually buried in the soil... People like you are really..."
Mao Jing tremblingly opened the lid of the wooden box, as if opening a door that had been sealed for hundreds of years, and time flowed again.
Staring at the items in the box, she froze in place, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Laurent..."
"ah……"
"You guy...why..."
"what is this……"
Just as she guessed, it was consistent with the picture she had conceived in her mind... It was just the picture Laurend had conceived when she was young.
The scroll recording the encounter between Laurent and Cat Jing was stored at the top of the box with great care. The writing style was obviously the prayer ceremony of the Theocracy. This was the writing style used to ask the gods to witness important events, just for the sake of it. Gods can better understand the thoughts of those who pray to God.
On the back of the scroll is clearly written - Great God of Glory, please bear witness to the life I have walked with Mao Jing. Whether you agree or not, she will be my true love and my wife.
Tears completely blurred Mao Jing's eyes. She weakly opened the scroll and saw the "miscellaneous items" stored underneath - souvenirs of important memories the two had, and...
The blood that had dried clinging to the bottle.
Tangled hair.
A piece of paper with two people's names written on it.
"Don't you know everything? Don't you know everything?"
"Why didn't you say a word before you died...you all know it!"
Mao Jing roared... Her voice was out of shape due to choking, but she didn't care.
Even if the God of Glory was watching and listening, she didn't care.
It was clear that this bastard knew everything and knew everything, and he fulfilled her trivial little wish... Why did she tell herself now.
Why……
"I will make up for the missing testimony for you..."
The sudden reverberating sound made Mao Jing raise her head in a daze. She wanted to trace the source, but she only saw the shaking shadow of Yin Maple.
"In the name of Silver Maple...I bear witness to...Laurent, Cat Jing...the love."
"In the name of brilliance, I wish you a smooth journey for the rest of your life."
Mao Jing knelt down and cried bitterly... What she wanted was not a witness, but Laurent... This guy made himself sad in the end! (End of chapter)
