Compared to Brumnot, Iron Claw City is a prison filled with boredom and boredom. There are very few mysterious creatures here, and they are all clustered together. The White Tower is one of the most important strongholds, and there is an endless stream of nobles visiting Faftanna's envoys. However, even so, people who dare to speak loudly are not seen at all in the White Tower. These people still remember who this place belongs to... They don't have the guts to forget the owner of this place. Of course they don't dare.
"Lion" Ronald took a sip of wine and looked at the night view from the exquisite balcony of the White Tower. A rare silence fell at this moment.
Since the messenger left the royal capital, the queen sent Lawrence Norman to invite all the distinguished guests from the Tower of Sky to visit the royal palace. This court magician is a rare mystic in the mortal kingdom, but the High Circle is the pinnacle for him, and the Path of Death firmly controls people's exploration of deeper mysteries. But in any case, Sir Norman understands Ronald's preferences very well, and his attitude towards others is also satisfactory. The wine and girls at the banquet shook Ronald's mind for a moment, but in the end he chose to refuse.
Accepting an invitation from the royal family is equivalent to expressing a friendly attitude. Although Eastman would not let down his guard if he did this, the apparent kindness would signal to others that it was time for the guests who had been lingering on the second floor to try to climb the stairs in the next few days. Ronaid felt extremely annoyed just listening to the noise at his feet, let alone participating in it himself. Sir Norman expressed his understanding and sent several young and charming maids after leaving. This gift made him quite satisfied.
But this is not enough. The prophecy of blood urged him to shorten his play time and allocate it to finding the little lion Roma.
There are not many ways for lion men to find similar people. After converting to the forest goddess Heather, Ronaid can rely on the mutual attraction of the same blood belief to find each other. Thank God, Roma does not worship Surt, the god of fire and wisdom, like Penelope's family, but loves the god of the forest with her mother. It's just that the gods have passed away, and the effectiveness of the blessings brought by faith has been reduced. He can only make up for it with the power of his bloodline. The closer the bloodline is to him, the clearer the direction given by magic.
But Roma was not his blood relative, and the lion-human blood connection between them was extremely weak. This was the source of Ronald's irritability. And it's especially weak during this time. He had to suspect that it was also affected by the prophecy of blood, and not even the White Envoy could solve this problem.
Looks like I have to turn over every inch of Iron Claw City until I find her...
He wished he could say that was all his reason for declining the party, but that wasn't the case. After all, Ronald had a mission, and he couldn't do anything like abandoning the observation deck and going to Binya Io to give himself a vacation again. Larson is just a newcomer to the Sky Realm. At most, the saint will take care of his apprentice. But the leadership of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is different. Ronald "The Lion" believed that he knew enough about the Messenger of White, and this understanding prompted him to still struggle to fulfill the obligations of the Messenger while searching for Roma.
obligation. The word irritated him. Because it is usually connected with responsibility. When the witch Helen told the young apprentice about the responsibilities of the tower, he heard every word. It seems that in front of these two words, all personal wishes can give way. This is true for the tribe in the Sunset Prairie, and it is also true for Croy in the Sky. Why can't he get rid of this damn problem?
Sometimes, Ronald was extremely envious of the fanatical believers of the Holy Council of Radiance. This kind of people seem to have no brains at all. They only talk about their Lucia all day long, wishing that there were no nights in Binya Aio. It is said that Lucia's faith originated from Sodria, the country of quicksand, but the Paladins do not believe in the fire god Surte. This is simply an eternal mystery.
There was a slight noise behind the door, and the maid came in, lit the candle, and left quietly. The flames shone through the brilliance of his mane, and the fire in the hall burned brightly. Ronald never hides his leonine features in front of anyone, even though his colleagues at the Destiny Assembly sometimes complain that his head resembles a hairy stage light. He hoped that Roma would do the same so that he could find her more easily.
Or leave the overcrowded Iron Claw City.
Ronald was sure that Roma stayed here for more than a day. She seemed to be so obsessed with the scenery in the city that she never wanted to leave. But the nuns in the convent said that she was looking for the children who were sent away. After seeing the miserable condition of Dean Barnsa, they would never dare to lie... Even if Iron Claw City is a mortal capital, it is really too much for him. Too huge. Roma Penelope, the little lion, seemed like a mouse in the ditch, and it was impossible to touch her tail.
For Heather's sake, Ronald simply couldn't figure out how this girl managed to hide in such a terrible environment for so long. He would rather she leave Iron Claw City and run a long distance. Could it be that the surname Penelope has wiped out the lion-like wildness in her blood?
He hesitated for a while between sleeping and catching up on the night shift. The maid in the bedroom moved around frequently, as if to lure him to the bed. Eastman's royal family knew that one of the High Tower's lords was running around in the capital all day long, which obviously did not make them feel at ease. Her little thought made him change his mind. "Little troublemaker." He pushed open the door. This sentence seemed to be a term of endearment for the maid. The girl's cheeks were pink and she did not notice the sarcasm in the "Lion's" tone. "Go downstairs, good boy, and find a room to sleep by yourself." Ronald didn't like to be manipulated by others, even though sometimes he was willing to let others work hard for his hobbies.
"Your mother will want to see you," he said to himself, "running around like her, never stopping for a moment."
But when he stepped out of the balcony, he suddenly found that the weak connection had completely disappeared. In the feeling of fire, the mysterious and sharp mystery disappears in a flash like a matte blade. This is the power of black magic.
Ronald stood in mid-air, his anger rising like a flame in a fireplace in the night wind. The expansion of his mystery caused a commotion in the lower levels of the White Tower, but the broken induction could not be restored. He knew that he had completely lost track of Roma.
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"This book. I think I sold it," Hitarian said.
She stared at her sister, Ruth, trying to find fear in her face, but there was only confusion on that stupid face. Fool. It was impossible for me to explain things clearly to a fool, so she decided to change the question. "Where did you go during the day? Didn't I ask you to stay at home?"
This time Ruth understood. "I'm dreaming," she babbled, pointing to the window. "fish."
Fish your size. Hitarian gave up. She couldn't say any words of blame and hugged her sister. "I know you're lucky," she confided tiredly in her sister's ear, "but you really scared me." No one knew how frightened she was when she saw Ruth climbing through the window when she came home. .
"I was dreaming," Ruth told her. "It doesn't matter if you go out in your dream."
"You've never sleepwalked before." Hitarian frowned. Ruth felt her anxiety, but had no idea what it was about. "It's too dangerous. What should you do if you encounter mysterious creatures? They all know magic." She didn't realize that her voice was rising. "No, you can't sleepwalk around. Ruth Ringott. Listen to me."
Whenever she called Ruth's name, her sister would obey. This comes from the fact that before Ruth was stupid, her mother would angrily call out their names when she was anxious to hit them. It became an obvious warning that the two sisters took to heart.
Ruth fell asleep, and Hitarian locked the doors and windows, but still didn't dare to close his eyes. Another dream. She is developing a fear of dreaming. The night gave her far more uneasiness than the crowded streets, and it all started that night. She had the same dream as her sister, a blood-red nightmare. Whenever Hitarian thought he was about to forget it, the nightmare would come back at night. It haunts us. The thought made her tremble and keep her awake all night.
But no matter what, nightmares can only overwhelm our will but cannot touch reality. Hitarian said to himself. A strange dream, what is there to be afraid of? She comforts her sister Ruth, even though the fool doesn't feel scared. After all, life without enough to eat every day is a long nightmare, and a patch of red is no big deal.
It's just a dream. Hitarian thought. I attached too much importance to it and kept thinking about it, so I finally had dreams about it at night. That's it. It doesn't affect us...
It was only after Ruth's sleepwalking that the problem became serious again. Before going to bed, Hitarian was full of doubts and looked around to find the source of his dream. As a result, he found the "Confessions" under the table that should have been sold long ago. It was on the night they were reading to Ruth that they began to have red dreams. Hitarian was horrified at the sight of it, and she tore the pages into pieces and burned them with fire, but the dream still came.
But tonight something changed again. Sitting in a sea of crimson water, Hitarian realized he could see the ceiling above him. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-red gauze, and her consciousness was extremely clear. Countless snow-white fish swam by her side, and she was so frightened that she almost screamed when she saw them clearly. The white bones are flowing in one direction with the water waves. She waved her hand randomly, but hit her sister Ruth who was sleeping next to her.
"It hurts," said Ruth. A stream of bubbles bubbled from her mouth and she puffed her cheeks out in amusement.
Hitarian quickly covered his sister's mouth, which made her feel sick. wake up. She shouted in her heart, wake up! Bring me back to reality!
She succeeded. Hitarian opened his eyes and saw the ashes of the book pages in the stone bricks. She gasped desperately, then shook her sister awake. The latter didn't understand anything and opened his mouth to play with bubbles. "Let's go to church." Gaia's church was the only place Hitarian could think of to get help. She dragged Ruth out, then went back to the drawer and took out a stack of indulgences. She hoped that the priest would baptize them for the sake of these proofs of atonement.
Ruth stretched out her hand, grabbed two and waved them in front of her sister's eyes. Hitarian didn't have time to play with her, so she opened her silly sister's hand...
...but two identical numbers on the piece of paper were revealed.
Hitarian froze. She checked each number carefully, but couldn't find any difference. In an instant, boundless fear overwhelmed her.
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