Matt took the broken lens and looked at it, "I can't see blood on it." ”

"There were," Vanessa explained eagerly, not wanting to give up hope so quickly, "I used it to loosen the pillars of the dungeon door, so the blood on the mirror has been worn away. But there must be some tiny particles left in the edges and corners of the fragments, it's a magic mirror, and even if it has been flooded, there should be blood left, right? ”

Matt nodded reluctantly, "I can't rule out this possibility, but where are we going to find the refractive medium?" The book says in a very general way, this kind of thing has no roots and no form, maybe it's a fog that the first rays of the morning sun can penetrate, maybe it's a brown bear wearing only armor, maybe it's some inexplicable band that can't be heard by the ears," he closed the page irritably, "I can't visualize it. ”

"Refraction?" Reina stood up and walked over to the prince, "I've heard Trent mention it," he said, taking a quill and drawing two opposing arcs in the margins of the page, "try this, he called it 'Enlarged Mirror.'" ”

"You mean the magnifying glass?" Matt came to the spirit, "Something makes sense! We can think in this direction! He nodded approvingly to Reina, and buried his head in the book again, this time, drawing as he looked, gradually sorting out what was in his mind.

By noon the next day, Matt's magic apparatus had been erected in the open field closest to the water level by the helm.

From a distance, it looked like an upside-down silver flask, made of the silver shields of the midsummer knights, and the bottom end was fixed to a four-legged bracket, which looked very stupid and strong, and inside the silver flask was a jug full of clear fresh water, and in it was a candlestick, and there was no candle on the candlestick, but a fragment of the magic mirror. Reina made a mark on the outside of the silver pot of his shield, and Vanessa had to shoot the piercing arrow into that point the moment the sun rose to its highest point, channeling the sunlight into the magic mirror under the water, and then refracting it through the magic mirror, no matter where Solanda was, this light could find her through the blood left on the magic mirror and exchange her and Vanessa back.

"Arms up," Reina instructed Vanessa as he walked her through as he demonstrated to her, "to be level with the arrows." He stood behind the princess, holding her arms, looking ambiguous and intimate, "Yes, that's it, but you have to give it your all, because you only have one chance." ”

Vanessa took a deep breath and her eyes were fixed on the dot on the silver flask, "If I fail, I'll never get it back, will I?" ”

"You'd better think so." Reina was a strict instructor, and he corrected Vanessa's mistakes with the fingers of the bow, forcing her to straighten her chest and pull the bow fuller.

Vanessa licked her lips and struggled to support her arms, which were starting to sore, "If only Katrina were here, she's always on the move." ”

"You can too." Reina took the princess's hand and pointed the tip of the arrow at the flag on the mainmast, "Shoot the flag rope." He commanded.

"I can't." Vanessa gritted her teeth, intending to give up. "I've never practiced."

As he spoke, the sea breeze blew the flag, exposing the end of the rope to the flag, Reina did not hesitate to release the bowstring, and the feather arrow was launched from Fanny Donsa's ear with a cool breeze, and in the next heartbeat, it had already broken the flag rope, and the tip of the silver arrow fell into the sea in a perfect arc. The sailors and knights who saw this scene gave the princess a round of applause, and how did they know that the arrow had been shot by a sharpshooter who was hidden in the air.

"You need to have the confidence to win." Reina took Vanessa's hand again and pulled the mahogany bow, "It's still half an hour until noon, and you'll have to wait motionless for half an hour, remember, try your best, and imagine where your arrow is pointing," the wind blew as he spoke, making Vanessa's ears itch, "what it's going to penetrate, what it's going to achieve." ”

"Pierce the silver shield and take Solander." Vanessa tilted her face in Reina's direction, almost touching the tip of his nose.

"That's it." Reyna dodged awkwardly and gave up his place to Matt.

Hey, it seems that a pretty face is a must. Vanessa thought.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Princess," Matt coughed lightly, looking at the Silver Shield flask not far away and frowning, "These are the few magic items I can find on this ship." ”

"I know," Vanessa understood, "but why do you have to let me stand so far away and shoot an arrow at it?" You know I'm not really Solanda, I'm more at dancing than at archery on horseback. ”

"Because there is only enough distance to attract that midday sun," Matt explained, "when the silver arrow is shot out of your hand, the light will attach to the arrow and pass through the mirror fragments, and complete the refraction process in the water, and according to the string guidance theory, it will fly to Solanda, who is also in this sunlit world, and no matter where she is or how protected she is, it will shatter her false shell and restore you to your original face." ”

"So, can Reyna shoot this arrow instead of me? Or, he can help me pull the bow. Vanessa prayed.

"If you want to be half Reina and half Vanessa," Matt shook his head, "you can do that." ”

"Don't be afraid, I'll be by your side to help you correct your direction." Reina whispered in the princess's ear.

"But how do I know when that light will appear!" Vanessa exclaimed nervously, "If we missed the early stage, wouldn't our plans all be in vain?" ”

"Shhhh ”

"You'll be by my side, won't you?" Vanessa suddenly felt helpless like never before, and it was normal to be afraid of a completely unfamiliar field, but it was a bit too much to be forced to become an expert in this field in half an hour.

"I'll always be there for you," Reiner kissed the princess's hair, "no matter what becomes of you." ”

"Actually, what we should be most worried about is whether there is Solanda's blood stains on that magic mirror," Matt finally corrected the direction of the silver shield pot and looked at the sky, "Even if you seize the opportunity to shoot that arrow, you won't be able to do it without Solanda's blood." ”

"I'm convinced there's her blood on it." Vanessa stared at the red mark on the silver shield, trying not to miss it.

"That's five percent. And your good fortune is not yet over," Matt called a knight of the Summer Order, whom Vanessa recognized, Sir Mishai of the Song family, a man of the ancient Oriental nobles, proud and compassionate, and most impressive of all his honesty, who, at his knighthood ceremony, publicly confessed that he had used magic in a battle, and that his magic was to stop time for a second, so that he might have a chance to dodge the javelin thrown by his opponent, and not lose his nose or an eye.

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