The bad smell left behind by Makchita did not go away. After all the braziers were extinguished, the hall began to resemble a Vicardo-style prison cell. In a sense, it is. The opening exposed at the bottom of the stone basin in the middle now seems large enough, with a faint light coming out of it, and energy slowly escaping from it - if there is no hub here, where would the hub be?
Nese hesitated to jump through the opening. The little girl behind yelled.
Then a small platform rose up from it quietly.
An egg the size of a fist is held on the platform. The shape is a bit like a lizard egg, with white scales covering the skin and a blue blood vessel pulsing in the middle.
Nese was ready to take it in his hands.
"Wait." It was Winnie who stopped him this time.
She had already stepped forward and pressed the injured half of her face: "You have to say it now. What do you want to do?"
"Take the egg of the petrified ghost falcon. The secret treasure hidden deep in Viannis. I was not sure before. But the energy hidden in this secret cave made me sure..."
Nese stared at Winnie's two black and thin eyebrows, watching them rise higher and higher, until their owner interrupted him and shouted:
"Didn't you hear me? What did I ask you to do?"
"It will take a week for the petrified ghost falcon's eggs to hatch after being properly catalyzed." He replied, knowing full well that he was wearing down her patience. "You can ask me again in a week."
"It's ridiculous. I just need to grab a random mystic and pry through his stupid head to find out what that thing does."
"You won't get that opportunity this week."
Nese simply touched the egg.
The egg of the petrified ghost falcon suddenly rose, "quietly" passed over his head, and flew into two wet little hands.
Nesei turned his head and looked at Tarostos.
The little girl held the egg, which was larger than her palm, and looked down at the blue blood vessel with a strange look on her face. Breeze reacted faster than Nesse, jumped over, and said arrogantly to Tarostos:
"Give me."
"You'd better not act rashly." Nesai stood there and did not grab the egg. Was Tarostos always like this? It turned out like this after touching the egg. There was something inside her—or maybe she was that something. He actually couldn't see through her with both visions.
She is an enigma.
Breeze glanced at Nesse, and seemed to be convinced in an instant and had a new idea: "Anquor." He turned to his younger brother and ordered him, "Bring me that bird's egg."
"No... no." Anquor resisted in a low voice.
"Why not? She is our servant. Now I know what servant means. It means that everything she owns is ours. She herself is ours. She should listen to us. Encore!"
Anquol blushed and clenched his fists.
Blazer frowned and walked straight towards him, as if he wanted to push him.
"Not a servant! It's a sister! Tarostos is my twin sister!"
Anquar took a sudden step forward, almost bumping heads with Blazer. When Breeze was stunned, he quickly moved aside and stood in front of Tarostos:
"She is also a Viennese, you can't bully her anymore!"
Blazer was astonished.
"You're talking nonsense!" He looked back and forth between Anquol and Tarostos, as if he had discovered for the first time the similarity in their appearance.
"You're talking nonsense." He said it again, but his tone was not as sure as before. "If she is your sister. She is also my sister..."
"She is your sister."
"How come I don't know! If it's true, I will definitely know. No one has ever told me. Since I don't know, then it's not!"
"elder brother……"
"How did you know?" Blaize became more aggressive again and asked.
I don’t know why, but Ankuoer suppressed his blush again and didn’t speak for half a year. Tarostos still looked down at the egg of the petrified ghost falcon. The argument just now was diverted by the sudden ethical drama, and Winnie seemed to relax, looked at them, smiled, and said, "Oh."
"It seems that you have to find another way to get your precious 'weekly egg'." She turned to Nese and said mockingly, "Force yourself and please the little girl."
It sounds a bit simple and crude.
Nesai thought for a while, took out the black wooden box that he had just collected from Breeze, and opened it.
Inside was a miniature portrait of a woman. There are crystal clear gems scattered in the box - but they are just ordinary gems, without energy. He didn't know who this painting was from, and he didn't know how to judge the quality of the painting. Winnie must have known, but she just glanced at it indifferently and didn't say much.
The woman in the portrait is very thin and has a pair of melancholy eyes. She's certainly not ugly. Perhaps she was more beautiful than the portrait of Lady Mainisnon shown to the Beauty-Hate at that time.
But it didn't bring any special feeling to Nese.
What's important is that Mark Chitta's reaction at that time was enough to show that what was inside was extremely beautiful. The beauty-hating demon was about to vomit across the box.
beauty. Nese's thoughts drifted away briefly. Makchita gets along well with them, so is Winnie not beautiful? He glanced at her. Winnie looked back indifferently. He seemed to be following her eyes into her heart full of anger, completely forgetting to evaluate whether things were beautiful or not.
Nesse walked gently to Tarostos, lowered the picture in the box and showed it to her.
"I'll trade this with you for what I'm holding, okay?"
Hopefully she likes what's in it. Little girls should like beautiful things. There are still many areas of knowledge that he does not know. This is an area that is particularly unknown.
When he thought of knowledge, he thought of Ichaint. The demon teacher taught him how to communicate, and he could question him at any time. But he has his own plans now and has nothing to ask.
Tarostos's eyes shifted to the portrait in the box and stared at it. Blaize also came over to take a look.
"Mother." Tarostos leaned towards the portrait.
She moved one hand to the base of the ghost falcon's egg and withdrew her other hand.
"Oh my God. She is really our sister." Blazer exclaimed, "No one ever told me!"
Tarostos unconsciously let go. Nese carefully took the egg and handed over the black wooden box.
The little girl clutched the black wooden box with both hands, her face flushed, and tears fell heavily on the portrait.
Anquol looked at Tarostos blankly. The girl clutched the portrait tightly and cried more and more sadly, as if she wanted to fill the box with tears.
Then there was a crisp sound.
The black wooden box exploded into pieces in Tarostos's hands.
From the other side, there was the sound of a body falling softly to the ground. Anquor seemed to have been suddenly drained of all consciousness and collapsed to the ground.
"Anquor. Hey! What are you doing?" Blaize ran over to him in confusion and shouted at him.
"He won't get up again."
It was Tarostos' voice that spoke, but it seemed to come from all directions.
"What's wrong with him? Is he dead?" Blaize took one of Anquar's hands and pulled him roughly. Anquor was dragged by him, motionless. Breeze knelt down and patted his face randomly:
"Encore! Come on! I admit that this little one is our sister, but the inheritance rights are still yours and mine! Get up!"
"I am not your sister," said Tarostos.
Blaize turned around and stared at her angrily.
Nesei had already collected the petrified ghost falcon eggs and was looking at them. He already knew what was going on and didn't even need to explain.
Because the little girl has already lifted her feet off the ground and is floating towards Blaize:
"I am your sister alone. Anquor was just the bait to separate from me. He never lived."
