"I have never seen such a thing!" Sylvia shouted at him, "Give your wish to someone else, I don't need it. Old woman! Donkey head!" She quickly sobbed and let out a harsh cry. .
Anchuan frowned when he heard this: "What's going on?"
"The master wants to send her away." The iron lock replied. The door it guarded was ajar, and Sylvia was tied to the window sill by a cloth belt, becoming an emerald-colored sunshade curtain. "Send back to Silverstone Valley."
The land of dragons. I might have cried even more, Anchuan thought. He never cried again in his adult life because adult fear and sorrow could no longer be expressed in tears. It is true that fear makes people brave. But his courage does not come from extreme emotional outbursts. He closed the door, "Teach her to be quiet, please."
"Quiet? I can't do it."
All right. Yasukawa had known this would happen. "Why do you want to send her away suddenly?" He avoided Liusu who was swept by the silk curtain.
"Isn't it your fault?" Tie Suo explained angrily, "The master wants to move back to Sodria, and it is impossible for the agent to allow Sylvia to approach the Holy City. They are scared to death."
"No one told them to prepare fruit?"
"It's one thing to know, but it's another thing to verify it. For example, you know that omnivores can indeed eat grass, but they don't mind eating meat either. So why take the risk and put them on your doorstep?"
It’s time for the agent to see what Sylvia looks like. "How did you place her in the first place? Your Excellency Mabel is not moving to a new home."
"Hide it and carry it in your hand." Tie Suo replied. The corners of Anchuan's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something. "You want to ask why you can't do it?"
"No, I just figured out how she got her new fashionable leather bag."
"You are still too slow." Sylvia interjected sharply, "The style she chose has long been out of date! I have to endure those looks of surprise, ridicule, and disgusting superiority, whatever! No one cares what those mortals think .But...hell, why is it always me!"
This is what she fears, and Anchuan is not interested at all. "Then think of other ways. Obviously you are less willing to go to Silverstone Valley than an outdated leather bag, aren't you?"
"I wish I could have my wish come true instead of returning empty-handed like this. She pretended that my wish was to return to Silverstone Valley!" Sylvia was crestfallen. "Mabel intends to transfer via the moment ladder in Zangwill. There have been unknown people there recently and the Paladins are under martial law. Damn Priest Lucia will scratch the soles of my feet."
"If they knew those were the soles of your feet, no one would want to touch them."
"You touch obscene things every day! Stop showing off." The silk curtain that was originally the door was furious.
Yasukawa interrupted their mutual ridicule: "Find a solution quickly, or simply accept the reality. You still have time." I also have time...
The Seven Lamps hut suddenly shook violently, as if the lid of a kettle had been left unfastened while it was boiling. There were roars, the mystery distorted reality, and the scenery outside the window was blurry. "Ready to go," Mabel Magdalen announced from behind the door.
"It seems we don't have time." Yasukawa changed his words.
The nature spirit packed all the furniture from the Seven Lights Cottage into suitcases. Fortunately, most of them were dream creations and didn't take much time. Mabel Magdalene finally removed the silk curtain and threw it around her shoulders. Sylvia tried to strangle her neck, but of course failed. The Fire Oath made it impossible for her to disobey her master's orders. She probably wouldn't be able to escape the fate of being thrown into Silverstone Valley.
It's just that Silverstone Valley is on the other side of the continent. Do they have to borrow the road from Cangzhi Forest? Yasukawa missed the starry night sky of Saint Valoran, but he always felt out of place under the roof of the forest race. "Is there a shimmering forest in Sodria too?"
"Maybe you don't believe it, but the Holy City was once one of them." The elf lady picked up the suitcase. "Mortals cut down the forests in the oasis and built cities of stone and cement, but Heather believed that this was their way to protect their own existence. It's a reasonable thing to do, so don't interfere. After all, people can't sleep in the soil, mushrooms will grow on them."
"Mushrooms grow on the dead."
"We all know." The elf lady also left the big lock and locked up the empty hut. Yasukawa noticed the cracks on the outer cliff when she arrived, but she said they were traces of natural disasters and did not require additional attention.
"Will you come back, Your Excellency?"
"There are more people who need to realize their wishes here. I like it very much." Even so, her movements were as fast as running away. "Okay, we have to go to Zangwill, which is the closest to the dream house. Do you want me to go to the mortal kingdom and take the ladder? No. Mysterious walking will leave traces that mortals cannot capture, but in some Nothing is hidden from the human eye.”
"I never thought there was such a thing. What would happen if I were discovered?"
Mabel glanced over her shoulder at him. "Someone died because of this."
Back in Zangwill again, the tension in the holy city adds fuel to the hot weather. The city gates are strictly sealed, and the Paladins carefully inspect everyone who enters the city. Mabel wrapped the silk scarf around her face and took advantage of her free time to paint her fingers in the shade. "How long?" she asked boredly.
"About half an hour." Yasukawa seemed to be able to smell the peculiar smell of the rosin on the bow arm being baked by the harsh sunlight. Paladins still wear the iconic silver-white armor. When they take off their equipment at night, they may find that their skin has been roasted. After all, it's impossible for everyone to know the cooling magic. "It was the same last time. The Glorious Council suddenly started searching for demons."
"demon?"
"A congressman was murdered by a demon not far from us."
Mabel fell thoughtfully into silence.
However, Anchuan couldn't help but look back and saw the sand dunes in the sun moving slowly in the strong wind. When the terrible assassination occurred, he was about to enter the city to sell the mysterious materials he had hoarded. The city defenders lowered their iron spikes and blew a warning whistle two hundred yards away. Were it not for a particularly accommodating priest he knew well, Yasukawa would have slept in the sand with the other adventurers. After entering the city, he felt even more fortunate when he received the news that the Paperclip Mercenary Group was blocked outside the city.
For now he doesn't need to worry about rough sleeping conditions. Mabel's suitcase is full of bits and pieces, and she can build a hotel in the desert. But Yasukawa doesn't think she will wait that long. "Dream Weaver" Mabel Magdalen is a nature elf who is welcomed everywhere. After leaving Saint Valoran, even the Holy Council of Radiance is willing to treat her with courtesy. Of course, it would be better if she didn't carry weird creatures with her.
"I can wait." The elf lady dried her fingers and watched with satisfaction as the oil paint on her skin solidified into shiny squares.
The natural elf has no nails, and her unnecessary use may not be just out of interest. Mabel planned to pass through the Holy City quietly, preferably without attracting anyone's attention. Yasukawa knew the reason for her doing this. The silk scarf that Sylvia turned into was still quietly tangled in her hair. It was impossible for the Glorious Council to put this guy in. "It's best to hide her in dreams." Windrunner reminded.
When passing Silverstone Valley, Mabel did not throw Sylvia in after all. She was just teasing the child, just as she had teased me with Laayoune's phantom. Yasukawa hopes that Sylvia will understand earlier than he does.
The sun lost its heat a little and the wind gradually increased. Zangwill opened to them half an hour later, and Yaskawa still felt the Paladin's gaze on his back. Everyone who claimed to be an adventurer was treated like this, but Mabel didn't care. She looked at the spiral tower painted with a sun totem, and a dizzy bird hit the flashing glass. There is light and things that can pass through the light everywhere. Everything is straight, bright, solemn and solid. Yasukawa didn't like it here, even though it was very orderly.
"We've wasted too much time." Windrunner couldn't help but say. The shuttle station had long been blocked, but they didn't cross the distance via a ladder.
"It doesn't matter." The elf lady said. Sylvia above her didn't say a word and seemed to be suffering from heat stroke. "The Holy City has been attacked for the second time, and their vigilance is justified."
"Wasn't the congressman assassinated?"
"It was what happened after that." Mabel never left his sight, but Yasukawa, who had left the Holy City for less than a week, didn't know as much as she did. He didn't know whether the rubber-tinted humans could become invisible. In short, he had never seen them before. "The demon lord of the Starless Night lurked in the city and kidnapped a group of fellow Nameless Ones who were about to be executed."
May Heather bless them all. "The church should have been more vigilant earlier."
"That's right. The Glorious Council intends to lure the enemy out." Mabel pointed to the high platform in the center of the square, which is the bulge in the basin. There are tall buildings all around, which makes people breathless. "But they miscalculated and allowed their prey to escape."
The sky above the high platform was empty, no piles of firewood or ominous ashes, not even a crow. The handle of the knife was faded, the stake was stained, and the rope was hung in a loop on the spear where the sinner's head once belonged. The demon lord had rescued the Nameless One, and now the ropes and spear tops were covered in bird shit. A secret burning smell suddenly came and went, and Yasukawa couldn't tell whether it was the smell of the execution ground or the rosin from the bow arm on his back.
The elf lady stopped at the nearest location.
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