Delphine threw away the glass and grabbed the window pane behind him. There were waves of shaking under her feet, as well as various strange sounds - the most obvious of which was the sound of water, or the huge sound of pouring and falling like a waterfall.
"What is this?" the count suppressed his fear and asked sternly with anger on his face. "Why did the projection appear in Winnie Watts?"
Priestess took a deep breath: "The mystery is spreading, I'm afraid it has something to do with the Broken Moon."
"I guess Bishop Edgar is exploring the mysterious place under the Morris Mountains?"
"These are Lucia's instructions. We are His agents and must follow the guidance."
"You have caused the spread of mystery!" Danlfion's knuckles holding the armrest turned white, as if he was about to pull down the window pane and throw it at Priestess. "Gaia is above, it can actually come from Bonfire Town to Whinney Watts! The people in the city must be scared crazy now... There are screams and chaos everywhere... And the moon, what is that pillar of light? Who cares? What is it, what will happen to Winnie Watts? Who can't see it?" Her voice was almost hysterical, "How could you do this!?"
The high-pitched voice summoned the servants, and the wooden door of the bedroom banged open. Ansa rushed into the house and took her count away from the dangerous window. The sound of cracking tiles and falling bricks echoed continuously in the yard, and they avoided the broken glass on the ground. Arabella quickly offered her hand to help. She held the count's hand, which was cold from the knuckles to the fingertips. Only then did Arabella remember that the Earl of Ice Land in front of her was still a girl over fifteen years old.
What accident happened in the mysterious place? "We never wanted to disturb the civilians of Whinivales." She tried to make her explanation sound more convincing, while using magic to keep the three people balanced in the earthquake. "Your Majesty, the Bishop will solve the problem soon."
"What I want is not to solve the problem of the Morris Mountains." Danlfien reluctantly stood firm with Ansa's support, "I want him to solve the problem of Winnie Watts."
Arabella cannot make any guarantees. "The projections will only replace buildings and streets," she told the startled and frightened countess, "and no one will get hurt."
therefore. "But Winnie Watts is in chaos, and people are hurting each other in a panic," said Danelfion viciously. When the shaking subsided, she immediately turned around and told Ansa: "Go to Sir Neden and ask the Public Security Bureau and the city defense team to maintain order."
"But your lordship——"
"I am much safer with Miss Arabella here than I would be surrounded by those Lancaster knights."
The maid looked at the expressions of her master and the priestess. The white-robed priest nodded firmly at her, and the former even frowned, so she had no choice but to go downstairs. There were only two young women left in the bedroom, leaning in the corner, shrouded in the light of divine magic. The oppressive atmosphere spreads like a shadow behind the light, and the air becomes a silent accomplice in the solemnity.
"Tell me the truth, Miss Arabella," the young Count whispered, "What are you looking for in the tunnel?"
The priestess avoided talking: "The bishop and the knight only understand the inside story when they grow up. We are all messengers of the goddess, and the actions she guides us will never go wrong."
"Lucia won't make mistakes, but you will." Danlfien said unceremoniously, "When you dug the tunnel, did you find the smashed locomotive? Listen, Lord Priest, I don't care about those piles of mud. baby, but if there was something hidden about the landslide that year, then as the lord of the ice border, I have the right to know the truth. Let us tell it openly, Arabella, and I will give you the help you need. Otherwise, I Look, there will never be peace for Winnie Watts."
After the count urged him again and again, the white-robed priest showed hesitation. "May the goddess forgive me," she murmured softly. "Please keep it a secret for us, Lord Earl, who is favored by the God of Light, and don't tell anyone about it."
"Who can I tell?" Danfion felt impatient. "Okay, I swear to the sun that I will never reveal this secret. Are you satisfied now?"
Maybe it was the person she was sworn to secrecy that played a role. "Let's find the 'Steel Dragon that shuttles between icebergs and black lakes'." Arabella bit her lip, "That's the Kingdom's Train No. 1."
…
Not to mention Meimi, both the apprentice and York were shocked and speechless. Uriel was okay, but was the Broken Moon ever complete for York? This is as absurd as saying that the Glorious Council's faith is night.
"The moon...the moon was broken because of werewolves?" Meimi even stuttered a little. "How is this possible?"
"He will give you power." The goblin said, "He will give you part of himself." There was an indescribable solemnity in her voice. "Child, don't you know that you are part of the Broken Moon? Those cracks and black holes, those missing mysteries, Kamaria is the true projection of the Broken Moon, and the werewolves are also part of the projection. Meme, your ancestor is born Here.”
Even the ancient Elf King looked at his partner in surprise: "This is the first time I have heard such a statement."
"Because it was also the first time I saw a werewolf with my own eyes."
Aurora's explanation was logical. In fact, during Alanwo's heyday, no werewolf tribe dared to appear near Kamaria. The elves are the sworn enemies of the werewolves, and they wish they could escape to the other side of Peniaio.
"At that time, except for the royal family, few people knew that Kamaria was the hometown of werewolves." She recalled, "Until now, the Holy White Land in the records is also a symbol of the ancient elves, and the birthplace of werewolves is no longer known. Test."
"So we discovered the historical truth," York said. The apprentice also stood up, and he tried to climb up the steps again, but the King of Alanwo just raised his hand slightly, and the magic power overwhelmed the strength he had finally gathered.
In the predicament, he couldn't help but raise his head, hoping to see the familiar figure of the messenger. I was used to having Joey come to my rescue in desperate situations, and he suddenly realized this.
"He is the darling of the mystery, but it is incomparable to the power of the Broken Moon." The goblin said calmly, "Everyone has weaknesses. The more advanced the mystery, the more obvious the tendency. As an envoy to protect the kingdom, he is indeed qualified. , but once he loses that rune life, he is no longer invulnerable. After the return of Jinbei, I took the initiative to learn about your past, and I know all your possible methods."
Chaos of the laws will render the magic patterns ineffective, which is no longer a secret to fairies. Uriel didn't expect that even this flaw would be noticed by Aurora. What else could I do?
But if his guess is correct, the key to the matter is not their choice. "I used to think that the nameless people were innocent people who were slandered and persecuted." He said softly. York gave him a puzzled look, wondering why his companion suddenly mentioned these things. "But from Frostleaf Castle to Kamaria, I found that the only difference between them and us is strength."
“This is what separates the mystical from the mortal.”
"The Nameless One is the mysterious one among the mysterious, the shadow walker with mysterious traces."
Nicholas suddenly smiled. "I appreciate your point of view, but I don't agree with your statement. The reason why the unknown people are excluded is because they have chosen a wrong path while being feared by people. They think that giving in will lead to peace, and sacrifice will bring understanding. , but in fact, my descendants will not forget that I am different from them because of my achievements."
Uriel was speechless for a moment. He didn't know anything about Faf Tanner, but judging from the attitudes of the goblin and Nickles, it was obvious that what Aurora understood was not the praise that a normal hero should receive after the end. Even the descendants of Alanwo have long forgotten that they had such a great ancestor.
"The time is almost here." The sun is about to rise, and the Lyre is very close at hand. "The tide in Black Moon Lake is beginning to rise."
The ancient king disappeared like a wandering shadow, while the goblin turned into a splash and disappeared. But when Aurora appeared not far from Meimei, York had already cut off her magic. They were entangled in strange forms, and the magic power of light and water floated up and down.
Uriel tore open the parchment and prayed that he would not be so desperate that he would lose the will to use divine magic when facing Niklos. Concentration allowed him to ignore a lot of pain, but the disparity in mystery was there, and Uriel didn't feel that he had any confidence.
The hurricane rises from the ground——
Even the two elemental beings were blown away for a while. York's sword to block Aurora fell crookedly on the water curtain, while the long whip stretched out by the goblin brushed against Meimei's ear. The latter was so frightened that he went around behind the altar.
Uriel immediately unfolded the shelter, and the brilliant golden light stretched out. But the barrier only resisted for a moment before being smashed into pieces by the pressure. "What the hell." Only then did he realize that in Kamaria, the power of divine magic had also been weakened. Broken Moon doesn't care whether he comes to help his followers or not, he can only treat them equally.
"How can we fight like this?" He couldn't help but ask himself.
The strong wind would not respond to him, and the fallen rubble climbed back up to the eaves. After all, he is still an apprentice who only has power but cannot use it. If he can use a few of the Proverbs Knight's magic, he won't be unable to even circumvent it.
"You are dead," Uriel said to the King of Alanvor before being swept away. "Will you dedicate your second life to the unknown? Death as a hero is worth remembering, but if you abandon your honor for the sake of resurrection, your people will not agree with your choice."
"Would you give up your life for honor?" Nickles asked. "Are you a dead soldier or a knight?"
"What?" Uriel didn't understand what he meant.
"Death warriors have no ego, and their loyalty is nothing but hypocrisy. Knights make decisions based on their own will, so they are highly praised." The ancient king stood in the air, and his words contained deep meaning. "And I am the monarch of a country, and my choice is the will of the kingdom. I once led the army that resisted the evil dragon and saved the order creatures that were nearly exterminated. I know that the meaning and mission of my existence is to dedicate my life to my country. But what I need is not the soul of a hero worth remembering, but a second life that can carry out my will."
()
