You're right. ” Vitor nodded.
"In the predicament of being unable to move forward, facing this strange help, we have no other choice but to believe."
"At first I could still regard it as a kind aid and a benevolent finger, but now it seems more like it was intentional. The red-armored knight who called himself Andre took us out of a trap, and then took us away again. It leads us to another new dilemma.”
"So... is there a way to break the situation?"
"I don't know. I'm the last one here. To be honest, my mind is still confused. From the moment I entered the Governor's Mansion to meeting the Governor in the bathroom, and then to this chatter in the room. , it only lasted about half an hour, it’s best not to ask me about the way to break the situation." Plisson waved his hand quickly.
"I know you haven't been here long, and of course I didn't want to ask you." Vitor rubbed his head, and then turned his gaze to Luas, who was silent.
"Luya, what's going on with your investigation outside? Can you leave here?"
"To get out, the most we can do is walk to the courtyard outside the Governor's Palace. The entire Governor's Palace seems to be isolated by a transparent wall. Once you enter, you can't get out." Luas hugged his hands and said slowly.
"In this way, the power of the extraordinary is suppressed and the area of activity is restricted. From this point of view, all we can do now is play our respective roles and wait for the subsequent development of the story." Vitor stood up, She adjusted the black and purple dress she was wearing.
Has the power of the extraordinary been suppressed?
Plisson was stunned for a moment after hearing Vitor's words. He could feel that the extraordinary power in his body was still flowing, and there seemed to be no obvious change, so he wanted to try to mobilize the extraordinary power in his body to condense. , to see if his extraordinary power is really suppressed as Vitor said.
But even if Pleasant concentrated all his thoughts to mobilize the extraordinary power in his body, the latter did not react at all. It maintained the overall capacity and flow rate of a mid-level knight, and was safely stored in Pleasant's body. The body seems to be the same as usual, but this power cannot be used by Plissen for the time being.
I haven't reacted yet. The use of extraordinary powers is restricted, and according to what Tigress said, no one is allowed to leave this place. What kind of fame is this trying to fix? Is it possible that we really have to experience a wave of 10 years? Was it the cause of Riggs' downfall?
Pleasant's face looked uncertain.
"The day we are experiencing now is different. The banquet 10 years ago began, but it also happened to be the time when Inriges was destroyed." Plisson said.
"Isn't this good? If the current scene is really arranged according to past stories, we may be able to witness the truth 10 years ago with our own eyes."
"I don't care about the so-called truth. I only worry about my own safety." Plisson felt the extraordinary power in his body that was abundant but unable to mobilize, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.
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And at this moment, there was another knock on the door.
"Governor, do we have a fifth outsider here?" Plisson asked Vitor.
"Probably not. The person knocking on the door is probably another Governor."
Vitor's face was stiff, and he reluctantly put on the high heels that he had just thrown off, then came to the door and opened it again.
"Oseley, what's the matter?"
"Victoria, why didn't I find you? It turns out you are still in the room. It's time to get ready to go down. The teacher is here."
Count Osramon walked in and saw everyone in the room at a glance. He was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned his attention to Privy, who was sitting steadily on the chair. Sen.
"Be, teacher, come on, follow me down quickly."
"Huh? Oh." Plisson quickly stood up after reacting.
He went down with Vitor and Count Osramon, while the rest of the room
Naturally, Luas and Onai could no longer stay in the room.
They straightened their clothes and followed the three people in front of them, crossing the long stairs together.
The splendid hall is sparkling with crystal lights. Servants push carts filled with all kinds of wine and food through the spacious venue. Musicians playing violins play classical music, adding a touch of elegance to the place. At this moment, the nobles and celebrities in formal attire did not gather in twos and threes, but gathered around the chief at the entrance, clustering around an old man.
The old man has hairy hair and a waxy complexion. His wrinkled face is as dry as tree bark and looks very pale, but his eyes are deep and dark, like a child's, full of youthful color.
There is a medal hanging on his chest. The golden eagle spreads its wings, showing the shape of flying wings. This is the earl medal officially awarded by the Sky Eagle. If it represents a hereditary noble, there will also be a gold medal at the bottom of the medal. Carrying the lofty honor bestowed by the empire and lasting for all generations.
He was holding a lantern in his hand. The lantern looked a little old and glowed with a vague light, as if a flame was constantly extinguishing and rekindling inside the lantern.
The old man looked blankly at the splendid hall and the people surrounding him. His lips were slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something, but listening to those words of congratulations and the voices of the governor and the old man, he finally kept his attitude. Shen, surrounded by everyone, walked to the center of the hall.
At this moment, the old man just happened to see Vitor and Oselemonbo coming down the stairs. When he saw the two of them, the old man's body trembled a little, his dry lips opened, and he murmured in a very small voice. Muttering.
"Victoria...are you still alive?"
And here, neither the old man nor anyone else seemed to notice, some unknown creatures as small as dust and glowing faintly emerged from the bodies of Vitor and the other four people. They were perfectly the same as those in the hall. The light merged into one, floating in the air, drifting, and slowly drifted to the old man's body.
At this moment, the old man focused almost all his attention on the bodies of Vitor and Count Othelemon on the stairs. He did not react at all to the tiny dust-like creature floating on his body. The lantern in the old man's hand seemed to sense something. For a short period of time, it emitted a brighter light than usual.
But these bursts of light did not attract the old man's attention.
Like the despicable savior
Feeling sad and happy
