South African mountains, Rust plains, a certain winter wheat field!
The door of illusion was shattered, and the scarlet eyes were still shining in the gloomy sky. It took about tens of seconds before they slowly faded away.
"The Eye of Peeping? The Eye of Peeping, one of the 18 legendary magical objects?" Candace couldn't help but mutter to himself, but when he looked at the flesh and blood corpses on the ground with eyes, he was sure of himself speculation.
"Candace, a Florentine, a favored person with the projection of Adam, is currently serving as the chief physician in the secret organization No. 8 Lunatic Asylum. Am I right?" The lady seemed to be reading the text. He said it as if he were copying it, knowingly.
"Are you also a favored one by God? I feel the aura of another hidden existence from you. Let me guess, are you a descendant of the God of War?" Candace tilted his head, with an abnormal color in his eyes.
"Descendants of the God of War...people of the Sodros family?"
A low voice came from Octavian's throat. He had just gotten rid of the horrible murmurs, and then he heard the bombshell news, that is, a member of the Sodros family appeared in the world.
As a knight family active in the Far North Continent at the beginning of the Third Era, the Sodros family has the purest blood of the God of War flowing in their bodies, and is famous on the continent for their incomparably gorgeous one-handed swordsmanship.
It is a pity that in that ancient history covered by thick black fog, the Sodros family, the Cape family in the same northern continent, the Piester family, the Wittbach family, the Zaratul family in the Rum continent, and the Fed Like many ancient families such as the Medici family and the Giger family in the Las continent, they were destroyed at a certain period of time, leaving only a few expatriates remaining.
There was an ancient scholar who tried to pursue and unearth the truth of that period of history, but in the end, he was contaminated by unknown sources and degenerated out of control into a pitch-black monster.
"She is a descendant of the Sodros family, but she wears the crimson holy emblem of Bishop Honavitch. Could it be that the two gods, the God of War and the God of Sleep and Crimson... have already formed an alliance?"
"Every time the gods align themselves, there are countless connections hidden behind them, and it also indicates that great things will happen in the future."
Edwarda said something to herself. She lifted up her lazy blond hair and fixed her gaze on Diana not far away.
"Are you Diana, Patient No. 7 of 'Madhouse No. 8', the one suffering from Alice Wandering Syndrome?"
Diana turned her head and looked at Edwarda without saying a word.
"Why are you keeping an eye on that young man? As far as I know, your organization does not have a specific belief, so there is no such thing as an oracle."
"As an organization that doesn't have an oracle, or doesn't even believe in that being, it would actually launch operations against the same person one after another, and even send out demigods. It's hard for me to understand."
Octavian said calmly, this kind of inexplicable targeted action is very rare in secret organizations, and it is even more weird that this kind of thing happened twice in a row!
"In order to avoid this incident again, I, on behalf of the Honavitch Church Regulations, will have the right to contain and supervise those who assassinate church personnel without any reason."
"Mr. Candace...oh no, it's Mr. God's Favorite. Please come too. Your Majesty Michelle needs to see you."
The lady said calmly. When Diana, who was lying in a wheat field not far away with stab wounds all over her body, heard that she was being taken in, she couldn't help but become ferocious: "Don't even think about it, I won't let you succeed!"
"Diana!" Candice walked over and shook her head, signaling not to resist.
"But teacher? They even want to take you in..." Diana looked up at her delicate little mixed-race face, her eyes filled with blood-red meridians, seemingly unwilling to give in.
"Under the eyes of the Secret Seeer, unless you are a land angel, you cannot escape based on your saintly status alone."
Candace walked up to the lady, her expression changed slightly and said:
"He wants to know about Eve, the King of Angels, right?"
........
Federal Mountains, the main peak of St. Honavitch!
Next to a huge lake, young men and women gathered.
"Everyone line up, be careful not to push or push, start counting after lining up, now we are ready to enter Hornavitch University!"
Gray pointed at the young freshmen fighting with each other on the shore and said loudly that these young men and young ladies who grew up in the royal capital were a little too lively.
Weinerson and Ron lined up consciously. Just as they were preparing to count, Lilith and Karl suddenly squeezed through the crowd and lined up behind Weinerson.
"Hi sir, my name is Lilith Moore and this is Carl Holiday, please...can we line up here?"
No, she really came here, phew... You can't be nervous. Although it's shameful, Miss "Princess Princess" probably doesn't know that I am Mr. Past.
Weinerson recalled his performance in the old royal court, and his face suddenly became hot. He quickly turned his face away. This was his instinctive reaction. The main reason was that he knew very well that Miss "Princess Princess" was the path to "Water Soul" of clergy.
This channel has a very tricky extraordinary power, "Spiritual Eyes!" If it catches her attention, it will be easy for her to open the spiritual eyes, and decipher the essential secrets from changes in expressions, body language, aura, etc.
As his thoughts flashed, Weinerson quickly turned his head back and showed his signature slight smile towards Miss "Princess Princess".
"OK, no problem."
Just now, the problem became more obvious because of the direct avoidance. It is better to be more bold. Anyway, the princess is pretty enough. It should be normal for a gentleman to take a few more glances when he meets an unusually beautiful lady. .
"Thanks!"
Lilith responded with a smile. At the same time, she noticed something unusual about the gentleman in front of her in her mind.
What I guessed before was absolutely correct. Encapsulated by the power of the water soul, my appearance and presence should have been extremely hidden, and he was able to focus on me.
For Lilith, it was normal for strangers to stare at her without the supernatural power of the Water Soul Card. She had encountered too many similar situations.
For example, after seeing her at a banquet, some aristocratic children would turn their heads subconsciously and show a drunken reaction.
But the problem arises precisely here. The previous situation occurred without any disguise, but now with the blessing of the extraordinary power of the Water Soul Card, he first looked away, then turned his eyes back, and his performance was also It's so strange...
What is he hiding? Is it my own extraordinary power? still......
With such questions and a slight smile, Lilith crossed her line of sight, continued to follow Ron in front, and greeted the other freshmen gathered together.
Weinerson secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the "Princess Princess" didn't pay attention to him anymore.
"Please pay attention later. I am now with Miss Princess...no, it should be Miss Lilith. Yes, that's right. Miss Lilith and I are classmates now, not the old gentleman who is above the royal court." Miss Princess, play the role of a good classmate and don’t let her ‘spiritual eyes’ see any problems.”
"But Miss 'Princess' is indeed a noble lady. She has light blonde hair and crimson pupils, which are rare characteristics. I remember that vampires seem to have such characteristics. Well, there are vampires in this world, right?"
While his thoughts were swirling, Weinerson's spiritual intuition was suddenly touched. He always felt that he was being watched by someone. He hurriedly followed the feeling fed back by his mental power and glanced around.
Standing behind Lilith, Carl Holiday, wearing a woolen coat, a half-tall velvet hat, and a gold cane, was looking at him.
"Are you all lined up?" Gray called again.
...Weinason looked at Karl, who had been staring at him, and for a moment he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
After a few seconds, he couldn't help but say hello:
"Hello! Mr. Holiday."
"Hello, Mr. van der Rohe." Stare——
Well, it was such a piercing gaze, and Weinerson felt uncomfortable being stared at.
In any case, Mr. Holiday and Miss "Princess" are still quite kind and easy to get along with. They don't have the usual domineering feeling of nobles... Weinerson muttered and straightened his body, looking again Looking towards the lake reflecting Honavitch University.
At this time, Gray stood at the junction of the lake and the ground and shouted: "Start now... move forward!"
As soon as he finished speaking, ripples suddenly appeared on the mirror-flat lake surface, and then the water flow was pushed away from the left and right sides, and gray masonry stairs made of ancient stone appeared in front of him.
Everyone opened their mouths and stared at the huge towering castle under the lake.
"My Crimson God, this is simply a miracle."
"It's so amazing, so magical. Are you sure I'm not dreaming?"
"Supernatural power, great superpower."
Gray nodded with satisfaction. At this time of year, the freshmen's exclamations are always the most beautiful.
"When we go in now, we mainly focus on the front and back distance, as well as our feet!"
Gray shouted as the first line of freshmen walked up to the stairs.
Everyone stepped up the steps consciously, and Weinerson also followed the team up. The stone steps were covered with a layer of water stains similar to greasy mucus, and the soles of their feet could easily slip. Many freshmen in front of them had already fallen to the ground, causing The people behind burst into laughter.
Weinerson wrapped himself with mental power, and his excellent mental power made his body extremely balanced. Lilith was blessed by the Water Soul Card, and she was like a fish in water in this slippery place.
Ron held onto Weinerson's shoulders and moved forward bit by bit. Carl seemed not to care about the delicate mucus, walking on flat ground.
Looking at it, only a few of the hundreds of freshmen can stand on it.
They followed Gray's direction along the smooth stone stairs, climbed the stone stairs and turned again. Finally, they arrived at a gravel and pebble ground in the shadow of the castle. The majestic and huge red stone door appeared in front of everyone. .
"Thank you God for your blessing!" Ron stretched out his arms and shouted ecstatically.
"Is this Honavitch University?" Lilith looked up at the towering spire of the castle and felt inexplicably dizzy for a moment.
"Yes, after stepping through this crimson door, you will find St. Honavitch's University."
