Little lion Roma sneezed. "My nose is freezing," she complained. "Where did that damn ladder throw us?"
Uriel couldn't answer. He kept moving forward, because it proved that it was not in vain: he felt that the ground under his feet became smoother and gradually softened. "It's snowed here," he said.
Sauron the Ring suddenly broke away from his control and accelerated forward. The light of the world moves with it. Uriel grabbed Roma and dragged her to follow. His heart was beating rapidly, and not just because of the intense exercise. Cloud-like white air came out of his mouth, and the chill became clearly visible. Finally he stepped onto something different from the snow and glass ground, and sharp ice spikes appeared in the darkness, extending beyond the boundaries of light. They are arranged in regular curves to form a ring, and the clear surface gathers the shimmer of Sauron's runes.
"We're in the south," Roma said, "or the White Envoy's lounge."
Uriel glanced at her. "You guessed it right this time." He pointed to the firefly-like ring.
The little lion's eyes widened in surprise. The rune ring stopped on a towering ice platform, sinking into the snowdrift, and the ice suddenly lit up like a small lantern.
"What's that?" she yelled, running over with her feet slipping.
"It seems to be a monument." The light of the runes was too weak and he couldn't see clearly. Without thinking, Uriel added the effect of divine magic to himself. "You have eyes." He immediately saw the dim world clearly and couldn't help but take a breath.
The gray and desolate platform was now covered with frost and snow, and countless ice thorns were intertwined together. The magic formed by it was very familiar to Uriel. This is the mysterious ice and snow crown of the Sky Realm, the superior magic of aloof praise. As far as he knew, there was only one person who could use this kind of mystery, because the other person's profession was as rare as his "Knight of Proverbs".
"Is Mr. Bai Zhishi here?" The little lion looked around uneasily.
"I think he has been here," replied the apprentice.
In the mysterious center, a small piece of ice was illuminated by the runes of the ring, and the entire surrounding ground shimmered. There are small dark parts in the halo, where Bai Zhizhi wrote. He wanted to know what they were. Uriel couldn't help but get close to the monument and stretched out his hand to touch it, feeling his fingers embedded in the indentation. The handwriting was scrawled and crooked, and it looked like the other person had unconsciously scratched it on the ice with his fingers.
Cross out Pod and his mother
…confessional…school
Those who bear the light
...Mercury Temple...Lord Lametta...
Only one sentence with a thin line crossed out can be read clearly, the rest is a mess of broken characters. After all, these were things written by Joey, so Uriel didn't find it strange.
"What do these words mean?" Roma asked. "Does he know we are coming here? Is this a guide? But I can't understand it."
Except for the first sentence, I can't understand it either. "I don't think so." These things probably reflect a moment's thoughts, otherwise Bai Zhishi would not cross them out with his hand, but directly erase them. Uriel didn't know what Joey was thinking at that moment. "He stayed here for a while and then left." He stroked the ice inscription. "I guess he was thinking."
No need to ask, the first sentence comes from the story he told his mentor. Joey remembered it and planned to do something about it. Uriel couldn't deny that he felt comforted by this.
Other characters he also tried to explore. "The school mostly symbolizes the School of Silence, and the one who bears the light is like a curse; confession and lord, I think of the confession and the undead lord, Lameta may be the name of the black knight. As for the Mercury Temple... Sauron, yes Isn’t there a mysterious organization called the Mercury Temple?”
The ring remained still for a moment. Not only that, it’s one of the seven mysterious pivots
Does it think I haven’t memorized what the seven mysterious pivots are? "Stop joking." He saw Roma also roll her eyes.
Why am I kidding? You two have no sense of humor. This is a highly confidential record. You are somewhat qualified to know a few details... Listen, before the Hundred Years War, the School of Silence was the Mercury Temple.
"Is there such a thing?" The apprentice asked in surprise: "Why did the Mysterious Fulcrum change its name?"
It's the nature of the organization that has changed...I can't tell you more specific content.
"Keep your little secret for yourself." Roma said dissatisfied. "So the rectangular ladder of Six Fingers Castle brought us here." She guessed, "It's those wizards who are causing trouble?"
My master may want to express this meaning, Sauron is not sure.
"Then these things can't be specially left for us to see." Roma was very frustrated. "We found the culprit. But it doesn't help us at all. I'm freezing to death."
She was right. The remaining power of the Snow Crown has lost the control of their mentor, and the cold is gradually numbing their limbs. "Sauron, do you know where this place is?" Uriel made the flames of divine magic burn more intensely, bringing heat. But this heat cannot last long.
I'm afraid it's the answer to the mysterious land ring, which has no borders and exits. Judging from this nature, you are trapped, and the last person to receive such treatment was the White Envoy.
"Why do you guess so?" Roma asked.
There are only two mysterious rings here to tell him, one belongs to my master, and the other belongs to no one.
"I don't understand." muttered the little lion.
Of course you don't understand, you're not Kongjing
"I don't need to understand. Tell us how to get out, it's too cold in here."
I told you this is a mysterious place, you can't get out
"Then how did Bai Zhizhi get out?"
Do you have the key to the Star Gap?
She obviously didn't. "Is there no other way?"
Uriel watched her turn her gaze to his face, but he did not think of a more feasible solution than waiting for rescue. Whether it was a malfunctioning ladder or wizards tampering with the magic patterns, there were problems that Sauron's mystical knowledge could not solve, and he didn't think he would have a chance. Now they can only count on Joey. He really wished he hadn't stepped onto the ladder...
The ice suddenly made a rustling sound.
He glanced at the ground, but there were no new sentences there. Roma was unaware of it. The voice came from behind. Uriel approached the monument and saw a line of flashing words floating on it:
Then don't come in
At first he didn't realize the implications. This sentence is really incomprehensible, and it doesn't seem like Sauron's sarcasm. It can't know what I'm thinking, the apprentice thought. Only I know. But when he realized this, the world cracked before his eyes
…
"One second?" Roman asked doubtfully.
He couldn't give an answer in time. The purpose of activating his spiritual vision was to see in advance whether there would be an attacker here, but Uriel unknowingly forgot the fact that he was in a dream. Now that he was still at the shuttle station, all his previous anxieties and worries disappeared immediately after he realized where he was. Anyway, Joey did help me again.
"No." Uriel pulled her away from the magic pattern on the platform. "We have to consider the safety of the ladder. I won't leave until the person who changes the shift finds the deceased."
Ring thought he was crazy: What's the matter with you?
"This is what my mentor taught me." Uriel explained seriously, "If you don't believe me, you can ask him. The ladder is very important to Six Fingers Castle. We can't just leave like this. We must first understand the situation here. Notify those wizards... no, just notify the city defense team."
If we inform the city defense team, we don't have to leave. But even with the objection, the ring is still a little shaken. Not to mention the inconvenience of communication now, even under normal conditions, it would never dare to go to its owner for confirmation.
The mentor Uriel mentioned was not Joey, but Sister Mary who taught him literacy in the convent. The result of Sauron being misunderstood was exactly what he wanted to see. "We cannot be ungrateful. Don't you think so, Miss Roma?"
The little lion nodded hesitantly. "Although what you said makes sense, why do you call me that?" She was still struggling to understand the current situation and couldn't even speak clearly.
"There's something I can't figure out."
She suddenly broke away from his hand and said, "Then you can discuss it with me." The child's expression was serious. "There are some things I can't interfere with...but there are some things I can definitely help with. What are they?"
At this moment, Uriel didn't know how to answer. Under Roma's trusting gaze, he couldn't tell lies about deception...but he couldn't reveal the secret of his vision either.
"There is a mystery," he finally said, "about our path."
"What is it?" There was a table in the corner, and she pulled him to sit down, as if listening.
Uriel sat across from her, organizing the words for the rest of the narrative. At this time he saw the round mirror on the table, maybe it was left by the wizard who died in the line of duty? He picked it up and looked at it and found that the surface of the mirror was very cold and even covered with a thin layer of frost. Otherwise the apprentice wouldn't notice it at all.
Roma's eyes moved accordingly. "The puzzle has something to do with the mirror?" She put her nose to it and smelled it.
Is that a mysterious item? Sauron noticed the clues.
"I don't know." Uriel told them, "But I have a way to verify it." He read in Gaia's divine words: "Light-negative"
...A fine cracking sound was heard, and the white frost on the surface of the round mirror shattered.
"This is a mysterious object." But that was not the only conclusion he reached. Uriel knew where they had just been teleported by the ladder. "It seems to be a relic of the wizard." It is more likely that it is a trap element placed here by someone.
He put the round mirror back into place without letting the curious Roma take it and take a look. The mystery caused by the spell has only a weak feedback, but the total amount of magic consumed is extraordinary. Uriel did not dare to mess around, so he began to tell the ice inscriptions left by his mentor in the mirror in the form of riddles.
