The nauseating ripples spinning in circles threw me into another dream.
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Oh, and forget about finding threads of magical energy!
When Angelica's grandmother's soul cage closed old Tanis, I did see those purple-black threads, which were twisted together like a ball of wool and stretched into the distance. But at that moment, a sudden energy pressure directly pressed Allen and I to the wet ground. We couldn't even move a finger. How could we follow the thread to find the mastermind behind the scenes? !
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At this moment, I was in a brightly lit room, surrounded by silence, and even Alan was not beside me.
I found a light blue skirt in a cabinet carved with golden maple leaves. Although it was a little tight on the chest, it was much better than the tattered and silky dress I was wearing.
Holding the hem of my skirt and standing on tiptoes, I quietly poked my head downstairs.
Except for a faceless bird lying in a birdcage, there was no sound of breathing downstairs.
It must be said that this is a luxurious hall.
It has brightly colored walls and a large floor-to-ceiling colored glass window.
The lounge chair next to the wooden table, the bookshelf by the fireplace, and even the small wooden stand used to place quills on the bookshelf are all carved with exquisite hollow patterns, with gold rims on the patterns, and diamond-shaped gems of various colors, which are even more attractive. The phase shines brightly in the yellow magic light.
Very high elf flavor, right? Could it be that...I have returned to Jin. Esalin City?
My eyes moved sideways and I looked at the eye-catching oil painting hanging on the wall. It is eye-catching because it glows with a rare orchid halo.
After being stunned for a moment, I suddenly realized that it was that rare pigment called Tears of Elune, right?
It turns out that the paintings drawn with it are so soft and quiet.
The flowers and plants on it, wait, I must have seen the flowers and plants painted on it... I remember seeing it in... the book that Darien gave me, it was called... called Mana Thistle?
Yes, it’s mana thistle!
This white mana thistle is so real, as if growing out of an oil painting, swaying gently with the faint draft!
I saw something written in the lower right corner of the painting, close to the frame. It should be the name of a certain painter.
After checking my surroundings again, I used the handrail of the wooden ladder and jumped down from the second floor. I landed quietly on the thick red carpet below and reached the oil painting in a few steps.
But at that moment, my eyes were completely attracted to something hanging next to the fireplace.
You won't guess what I saw!
I saw a pair of daggers hanging staggered on the wall. They were the treasures of old man Tanis!
oh!
Stretching out my hand, I pushed it out slightly with my thumb. Immediately, the purple-red light that had been trapped for a long time bloomed out. Even from half a meter away, I felt a real threat that was about to scratch the skin of my cheek at any time. The sharpness. This made me unconsciously look down at the sharp, gem-encrusted blade on my waist. It was completely outshone.
Surprisingly, the other scabbard was empty.
……oh! Who stole my...er, I mean old man Tanis's big baby? ! I absolutely can't let anyone take away the remaining one!
With this in mind, I carefully inserted the big baby into the other side of the belt.
call--
The seemingly nonexistent wind blew again, causing all the magic lamps in the room to bend together.
There was a crisp sound on the carpet, and there seemed to be a piece of paper falling from the thick wooden table.
After a pause, I carefully bypassed the birdcage and arrived there.
Unexpectedly, it was a piece of letter paper, with one corner wrinkled by someone's pinching.
