With the dancing lights and exciting war drums, a gorgeous red cloud bloomed on the stage. Riley Rider was wearing a long red dress, with flowing ribbons flying like fire. Wearing a ferocious mask on her face, she was strong yet delicate, unable to hide her charming and affectionate figure. The waist is slender and soft, like a flower that cannot withstand the wind and rain, swaying in various shapes. With fluttering clothes and jingling rings, her graceful figure transformed into a god of war while whirling, bursting out with exciting power. Her dancing posture is sometimes unrestrained and sometimes enchanting. She leaps high into the air, her skirt falling down like colorful petals blown by the wind. The chirping sound is like the cry of a baby swallow, and the wisdom in all kinds of ways is astonishing.
Glenn immediately guessed that she was practicing the Demon War Dance. According to legend, the god of war, Vika, drilled his soldiers before going into battle, but in the hands of Leli Leder, it evolved into a charming dance. The crowd applauded loudly.
Glenn also secretly cheered. Loida and the Elf Prince both felt that the trip was worthwhile. Miss Riley Rider's dance opened their eyes and they were full of praise. Aka Aka said proudly: "I knew it would be like this. Alas, my poor master."
The demon war dance ended with a chaotic whistle. Riley Rider walked off the stage. After a while, she returned to the stage.
She had taken off her mask, revealing a stunning face that was touching. Unparalleled elegance, indeed worthy of its reputation. Her red lips are gorgeous, and her fair skin is as clear as ice and snow. The black eyes were dotted with stars, as deep and boundless as the night. The slightly curly black hair is smooth and soft, flowing with all kinds of charm.
She was still wearing a long red dress, but at this time, it was no longer as light and agile as when she danced, low and quiet. She opened her red lips lightly, sang a sad song with a graceful voice. The song is clear and ethereal, like the echo in a deep valley and the rain hitting pear blossoms. The sound of nature reached the ears of everyone in the theater. The audience was intoxicated, their minds were wandering, and they didn't know where they were.
The silvery white light sprinkles on the ground,
I walked on the path paved by moonlight.
The flowers bloom quietly and then wither silently.
Only shadows accompany me.
Silvery white light falls on the ground,
I walked on the river bank covered with winter snow.
The wind blew gently and left quietly.
There are only footprints to follow around you.
Looking up at the night sky, the moonlight shines on me.
He leaned over and picked up the cold snow, slowly melting it in his hands.
Look at the beautiful flowers, the petals are flying in the breeze.
It's like I'm the only one in the world, walking lonely on the road.
The singing ended, and everyone was enveloped in sadness, still lingering in her singing. Only the Elf Prince cheered loudly. He had never seen such a beautiful and spiritual woman, and her singing deeply moved him. Everyone is like waking up from a dream.
They cheered, they applauded. She is the spirit of dance and the queen of song. She stood in the center of the stage and already captured the hearts of the people in the Holy City. She can't stop talking, but she can also drive them crazy. Lai Li﹒ Laideer, your beauty has been transformed into faith.
Miss Riley Rider was used to seeing her audiences like this. She slightly raised her eyebrows and smiled, as if she had boundless magic power, making them gradually calm down.
She stood in the center of the stage with a smile, her eyes were soft and charming, and her dark eyes were turning around, as if she was looking for something. Everyone's souls followed her gaze. She stood still, pursed her pretty little mouth, and lightly knitted her curved eyebrows, as if she was charming and angry. She stroked her hair lightly, her clothes were flowing, she was elegant and beautiful, and she was as beautiful as a flower.
She nodded gently, took off a red ribbon from her shoulder and held it in her hand, letting her black hair fall to her shoulders. She smiled broadly, closed her eyes slightly, lowered her head and said softly: "No matter where you are, the person who values me the most will definitely keep my heart."
Suddenly, she threw out the red ribbon, turned around without looking back and walked off the stage where she had bloomed.
Her last words instantly made the already quiet audience go crazy again.
Yamina shouted: "I want it! Give it to me!"
Before they finished speaking, the Elf Prince and Loida had already become like the crazy audience, jumping up and trying to catch the floating ribbons. More people stretched out their hands, looked at the fluttering red ribbon, and exclaimed.
Not to be outdone, the thin Aka Aka jumped onto his seat and raised his hands high, trying to catch the ribbon flying over his head.
The red ribbon touched his hand, and slowly fell into Gray's arms.
Glenn was caught off guard and couldn't help but froze for a moment. There were long sighs of regret everywhere. There was envy and jealousy in their eyes.
The Elf Prince, Loida and Aka Aka were all relieved, Althea hid her face and smiled, and Yamina pouted her mouth in triumph. Glenn, who was still sitting in his seat, smiled bitterly.
The white holy city and the red ribbon are destined to be their unavoidable memories tonight.
Along the way, they talked about Riley Rider's beautiful singing voice and dancing. Even the elf prince has already been impressed in his heart, but he still has more to say. Walking in the bustling crowd, Yamina suddenly said: "Mr. Glenn, I think I saw Mr. Trinville."
Glenn smiled and said, "You are wrong, little girl."
"But I did see him. He seemed to be behind the pillar just now, but now he can't be seen..."
Glenn held Yamina in his arms: "Look, can't you see Mr. Trinville now? You are indeed wrong. Also, can you promise me? Wait until we see Trinville Mr. Weir, please don’t mention seeing him again, okay?”
Yamina looked at Loida, who smiled and nodded. She smiled again and asked: "So, where is the belt?"
"That, you can say."
So Yamina said happily: "Yes, Mr. Glenn."
Trinville was drunk, and when he saw his friends coming back in high spirits, he did not hide his anger at all. He shouted loudly: "You still want to come back! You still want to have a friend, drinking alone in a place far away from home! I am really ashamed of you!"
The Elf Prince smiled and said: "I want to say sorry to you, Trinville. But I don't regret going to see Miss Riley Rider's show. I dare say it is really a pity that you didn't go to see it. What a shame. No amount of wine can make up for it."
Trinville's face was red. No one knows whether it was the fine wine that made him become like this.
He said: "Grain, I didn't expect that you would leave your old friend behind and watch a woman sing and dance. You know, we have never left for even half a step. Ever since we escaped from the King's City of Barbukele This is the first time something like this has happened. I am also very disappointed in you."
Glenn looked at Yamina and wanted to laugh out loud. He put his finger on his lips, looked at her with a smile. The little girl nodded.
Trinville asked in confusion: "Yamina, my little baby, what do you want to say?"
Yamina smiled and put a tender little finger to her lips: "I promised Mr. Glenn that I can't say anything."
Trinville had something in his mind and didn't dare to ask again. He didn't dare to feel angry anymore because Gray and the others had abandoned his friendship.
However, she continued: "Mr. Trinville, did you know? Mr. Glenn also received a gift from Miss Riley Rider."
With the wine still in his mouth, Trinville couldn't help but cough a few times.
Glenn took out the red ribbon from his arms and looked at it carefully: "How beautiful this ribbon is. It is strong and beautiful. It is perfect for tightening armor."
Trinville turned a deaf ear and refilled his glass.
"What a pity." Grein said, "I like blue, just like the sea and the sky. It symbolizes broadness and loftiness, just like the broad mind of my teacher Mr. Astral. So, it is obviously not suitable for me." He handed the red ribbon to the Elf Prince.
The Elf Prince took the ribbon, sighed, and said with regret: "I like silver. It symbolizes purity and elegance. That is also the color that my people admire, just like the crystal star. So, this The red ribbon is not what I need either.”
He said to Alsia, "Miss Alsia, from the time I saw you, I see that you wear green dresses the most. It must be your favorite color, right?"
Althea smiled and nodded, but reached out her hand to politely reject the red ribbon handed to her by the Elf Prince. So, the Elf Prince handed the ribbon into Loida's hands.
Trinville suddenly smiled and said, "Miss Loida, this bright red ribbon is just right for a beautiful female warrior like you. I think you won't refuse, right?"
Luoyida rolled her eyes at him and said: "My people admire friendship and bravery. Just like the sun and the golden crown flowers blooming on the grassland. Therefore, what I like is golden color. I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Trinville. .”
Yamina suddenly ran over, grabbed the red ribbon from Luo Aida's hand, and said happily: "I like...I like..."
She frowned, pursed her lips and thought for a while, then suddenly cried. "I don't know what color I should like." She hugged Loida and cried sadly. Loida and Althea coaxed her gently and kissed her until her tears turned into laughter.
Aka Aka took the red ribbon and said happily: "I like bright red. It symbolizes passion and pursuit, and is also the color of fire and blood. As Mr. Green said, fasten the armor of the warrior, To lift their spirits, that's what it's for." They all looked at him. He said bitterly, "But I have never had my own armor."
At this point, the red ribbon, which exuded a delicate fragrance but was criticized by everyone, naturally fell to the big man Vika. Even though he looked so reluctant!
They all said: "We don't care what color you like! You are our friend. If we don't like it, you should accept it without mercy. You won't let us down, right? Big Vika has always been like that. Ah." How happy they laughed.
In short, in addition to peace, they still need a little happiness at night in the Holy City.
Early the next morning, Glenn woke up early because of worries in his heart. He wanted to rush to the temple as soon as possible to meet the elders of the Seven Saints, but there were too many things that made him unable to calm down. He also refused Trinville's request to come with him to meet the elders.
He said: "I don't know if I can successfully meet with the elders today. I don't want you to go with me until I have talked with them in detail. Because I don't have a clue about many things."
Trinville, of course, no longer insisted. Moreover, no matter what Glenn said, he would never feel embarrassed or confused. Didn't Glenn say that? He just needs some time to think about it.
Since arriving in the Holy City, Grayne has indeed found a brief moment of peace and quiet like his friends. However, he did not forget his duty for a moment. Now, as long as he brings Althea to the Seven Saints Assembly, the promise he made in front of his husband will be released. What to do next? He even felt a little confused in his heart.
Althea has been very happy since she entered the Holy City, but inadvertently, her brows and mouth also revealed a bit of worry. Although it only passed by for a brief moment, Glenn saw it all.
He whispered to her: "I don't know why Mr. Astral asked me to take you to the Holy City. He just said that he would understand everything when he meets the elders. Mr. Astral said these words in front of you Yes." She looked into his eyes and nodded slightly.
"We have arrived. There will be no more chasing and danger, but I see that you are full of worries. I don't know where your worries come from. Maybe facing everything unknown, I will change because of thinking of you. I have to be so cautious. Therefore, I have to meet with the elders of the Seven Saints before I can decide how to fulfill the oath I swore in front of my husband. Please be patient and wait for my news."
Althea's eyes were full of relief, mixed with a bit of reluctance and sadness that he couldn't understand.
He sighed secretly in his heart, and immediately said to everyone with a smile on his face: "Maybe you can find more interesting things in this beautiful city today. Unfortunately, I still can't be with you." "He looked at Yamina, but he also told everyone.
Glenn left everyone and drove all the way to the temple gate. He had already been here yesterday, and the few guards standing guard were obviously the same people as yesterday. Because they also recognized him.
He stepped forward and asked: "Excuse me, have the respected elders returned? If allowed, it would be a great honor for me to have the honor to meet you."
The soldiers said: "It's you again. It seems that you are really anxious to see the elders as soon as possible. We have all seen it. The calmness on your face cannot completely cover up the urgency in your eyes."
He said: "If you are also entrusted by the most respected teacher, you will understand my feelings."
The soldiers all laughed and said, "But, I'm afraid there is some bad news."
Glenn became worried. He asked: "Have the elders not come back yet? Or, they have come back but they don't want to see me? Have you informed them of my sincere plea?"
They smiled and said, "On the contrary. As soon as the elder came back yesterday, we reported your request to him. The elder said, if you come today, let us tell him immediately."
Glenn felt a little relieved. He asked again: "So, what's the bad news?"
The soldier smiled and said: "Of the three elders of the Seven Saints, only Elder Gretel can see you now. Because he is the only one who has returned."
Glenn breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "To be honest, the person who asked me told me that if I could meet Elder Gretel, then he would be the most suitable person."
Mr. Astral told him that the elders of the Seven Saints are all saints with high reputation and prestige in the Holy City. They are knowledgeable about the past and present, have far-sighted vision, are loyal and pure in their intentions, and have a kind heart. They are prophets who can bring hope and guidance to people. If you have the opportunity to meet them, be sure to treat them with the same courtesy as students treat their teachers.
The husband has passed away, but his teachings are still in my ears, and Greene deeply believes in them.
While waiting for the soldiers to make the announcement, he happened to be in the mood to appreciate the full view of the temple. On the white stone eaves and stone walls that shine with crystalline softness in the sunlight, the great angel looks down at all living beings with compassion. The steps made of white stone lead to the holy and pious heights, and the thick stone pillars are engraved with ancient and simple patterns, all exuding a solemn and distant atmosphere. He couldn't help but feel respect.
Elder Gretel has a head full of white hair and a long snow-white beard. His face was ruddy and the deep wrinkles on his face made him look weathered. In fact, Elder Grice has served as an elder of the Holy City for more than forty years. During these forty years he, like the other elders, was always respected. He enjoyed this honor and devoted himself to serving the Holy City.
This is the person that sir wants him to respect with all his heart!
As soon as Glenn entered the hall, he smiled and stretched out his hands and said: "Welcome, Glenn. Everyone who comes to the Holy City is our distinguished guest. Although this is only our first meeting, however, Your teacher, Mr. Astral, we have been old friends for many years. I have heard your name in his letters more than ten years ago. So, we can be considered old friends. "
Glenn said respectfully: "I feel honored by your welcome. My teacher has told me many stories about the Seven Saints, and I have been looking forward to meeting the elders. It's a pity that my teacher has passed away, and I also More opportunities for education are lost.”
"Yes, yes." The elder sighed, "Your teacher is a great prophet. Not only me, but the Holy City has also lost a friend worthy of admiration."
While they were talking, they walked into a small room with a round table. When he saw that he and Elder Gretel were the only two people in the empty small living room, he took out a cloth bag from his arms and wrapped it carefully.
He said: "Mr. Astral told me before he died that one day when I see the elders of the Holy City, I must give this letter to the elders first."
The smile on Elder Gretel's originally happy and peaceful face disappeared. He didn't reach out to take the letter from Green's hand. Glenn is a little weird.
The envelope was well preserved, but the cover had darkened and turned slightly yellow. It was easy to guess that this was a letter that might have been written a long time ago. Only now is it being handed over to the recipient.
The elder asked softly: "Did your teacher ask you to give the letter to the Seven Saints, or did you ask you to give the letter to me? Or the other two elders?"
Glenn did not understand the deeper meaning of the elder's words. For him, faithfully carrying out his last wishes was more important than anything else. Althea has arrived at the Holy City. The letter has also been handed over to the Seven Saints. As for which elder it is delivered to, does it really make any difference?
However, when he looked at the elder with a questioning look, the elder also looked at him with the same look, waiting for his answer.
He pondered for a while and then said slowly: "Mr. Astral told me before he died that he wanted me to bring this letter to the elders of the Seven Saints. Your question just now reminded me - Sir, he did say that it might be best if it can be left in the hands of Elder Gretel."
Elder Gretel nodded and then took the letter. At that moment, Green saw his hands trembling slightly, and his eyes showed surprise and relief.
When the elder opened the letter and read it carefully, Glenn sat aside. Although he couldn't see what was written in the letter, he could still see surprise, touch, doubt, and a hint of comfort in the elder's eyes.
After a long time, he closed the letter and let out a long breath. He smiled.
