The morning in the Hermitage is as peaceful and beautiful as every morning before.

Tracey, who went to fetch water, walked around a gray-and-white stone wall covered with hydrangea vines, holding a clay vase that was as graceful as a beauty's curves.

The green meadows were overgrown with mulchflowers, plane flowers, and lily of the valley orchids that should not bloom in autumn and winter, but Tracey had no intention of picking the beautiful wildflowers and walking along the stone-paved path into the courtyard, her steps gradually slowing down.

The courtyard covered with lush vegetation exudes the beauty of nature, and surrounds an elegant and tranquil gray-white palace, with columns like guards standing on both sides of the road leading to the depths of the court.

The current highest-ranking people of the Winter Palace are living in the deepest part of this palace.

When Tracey arrives, her arrival seems to bring a touch of life to the palace.

But Tracey felt that the palace was so silent, that there seemed to be some kind of cold air in the air, and in her night's sleep it turned into the arms of the young women who disappeared into the palace one by one, and wrapped around her with resentment, trying to drag her into hell!

"Don't think about it anymore!"

Tracey shuddered!

"Tracy."

The curtain was closed, and a deep male voice came from the palace that did not let in a single ray of light.

Tracy woke up with a wit and bowed to the palace, "Your Highness." ”

"Have someone come in and clean up the room." The deep male voice said lightly.

Tracy's face turned pale, a deep fear appeared in her eyes, but her lips instinctively did not tremble, "Yes." ”

She went out as usual and called the two guards.

The two guards were Odin's most trusted subordinates besides the captain of the guard, and they were as expressionless as the lord to whom they were loyal, and walked into the palace under the slightly admiring gazes of the other guards, and then entered the palace.

Tracey waited outside, watching the two guards come out with a roll of things rolled up in a felt carpet after a while, a pair of ** and beautiful snow-white feet exposed outside the felt carpet, and the tips of the feet were bruised. Occupy the stains.

Two guards stood in the doorway with felt blankets, waiting for Tracy's orders.

When they went in to "clean up the room", they saw no one, and Odin barely saw anyone except the head of the guard and Tracy all day long.

In other words, as one of the only two people who had access to Odin, Tracy had gone from being a commoner girl hired from a nearby farmhouse a month earlier to a woman who had one-half of the power in the Winter Palace.

If it weren't for Odin's inability to announce his identity to the public, Tracey would have become a legend in the nearby farmstead town. Even the aristocratic ladies in nearby Kanstan City, who used to feel dirty even when they looked at her, would envy and hate her.

Tracy walked up to the two guards, and she had a quiet beauty in her arms, holding a clay vase with a curved neck. But the two guards bowed their heads as Tracey approached.

Because the last guard with the same status as them had only made a joke with Tricidor here, the guard was not seen again in the guards on duty the next day.

"Cleaned up?" Tracey asked softly.

"Yes." One of the guards answered, never saying a word more than ever.

Tracey nodded, "Let's go." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around with the clay vase.

The trio walked through the corridor of columned arches. Come to the remote and deserted courtyard of the palace.

It is said to be deserted, but it is overgrown with wild flowers, and the weeds are almost thigh-high, and deep in the weeds there is a barren well made of blue rock, and the long grass that stretches from the staircase of the cloister to the barren well is trampled out of a path.

Two guards carried the carpet to the stone platform by the well.

Tracy walked closer and put down the water-fetching clay bottle in her hand for the first time. Reaching out and gently pulling away the corner of the felt carpet, the face of a girl with eyes full of horror and fear was revealed.

Tracey still remembers this girl, when she was selected from a dozen or so farm girls yesterday. This beautiful girl was proud and proud, she had long fawn-like legs and white teeth not common among the children of the farmer, and she smiled beautifully.

But she was now lying quietly in the carpet, her face cyanotic and her neck bones strangely bent. There were several long, shocking streaks of blood on the bare light wheat skin, spreading from the depths covered by the felt blanket. Ugly and hideous.

Tracey didn't continue to lift the carpet, she had grown accustomed to the horror of the first sight of the situation, except for the nightmares that made her more and more pale and quiet.

She carefully and thoughtfully arranged the girl's hair, wiping the dusty ankles.

"It was quiet and beautiful, ...... Far away," Tracey whispered, brushing her right hand over the dead eyes and letting them slowly close together, "may you rest in peace." ”

Tracey pulled on the blanket and let it cover the girl's face, then bent down to pick up the vase and quietly turned away.

Behind her, a guard picked up her felt blanket-wrapped legs, and as soon as she raised her hand, a dull sound came from the bottom of the well.

Tracy's back shook slightly, and her quiet pale face finally appeared gray.

By the time Tracey returned to take out the palace, the two guards she had called away were already standing outside the palace again, and the guards were not surprised that Tracey was late, her hands were often ** from fingers to elbows, just as she always held a thin-necked clay bottle with water in her hand, as if she had to wash her hands at any time.

As usual, Tracey asks Odin if she still wants to be a girl today, and although she gets the same answer every time, Tracey always takes the trouble to ask every day, hoping to get a negative answer one day.

But this time she was stopped by the guards.

"Miss Tracy, the captain is meeting His Highness, and before entering, he instructed that no one should be allowed in, so you can bring someone directly."

The handsome guard, who was from a wealthy background, explained softly to Tracy with a look of embarrassment.

If it had been Tracey a month ago, she would have fainted with happiness, but now Tracey just glanced at the guard quietly, silent, and walked inside holding the clay bottle.

The guards didn't dare to stop them, and when Tracy walked up to them, they didn't even dare to touch Tracy's skin, and could only watch Tracy walk into the palace - they all knew the vanished guard.

But as soon as she entered the palace this time, Tracey felt a different atmosphere from just now, the air was flowing with a commotion and irritability, and the palace that had quietly devoured life in the past was like a beast that had awakened. The grass and trees in the palace fell down, as if you could feel the fury of a badly injured beast in the depths of the palace.

Tracey's face turned pale and she stopped suddenly.

After all, she was still an ordinary farm girl a month ago, and it was difficult for her to insist on coming here with a sense of spirit.

In the palace, the spiritual coercion close to the Golden Sword Saint erupted unreservedly under the anger of the love, and the captain of the guard knelt on one knee in front of Odin with only one force, his pale face dripping with sweat.

Dylan ...... Dead, Aurora, also dead? ”

Odin stared at the crumpled paper in front of him.

The handwriting on the top is from the hand of the eldest princess, and there are several private seals and secret marks that only he and the eldest princess know. As if he was afraid that he would not believe it, the payer used all the agreed imprints, like a gambler at the end of his rope. Push all the chips you have left as if there is no tomorrow.

The splattered blood spots in the lower right corner of the note have turned dark and yellow, indicating that the writer of the letter has not lived long, and it is conceivable that this secret note has been sent to him with a tortuous and complicated route.

“…… Very good! Very good! ”

Odin stared intently at the paper in front of him, his face unreadable in his hair. He burst out laughing heavily, echoing through the palace with a certain maniacal laughter—

"Charles, Yorkiadan...... My dear brothers, you are doing a good job, very well! Hahaha-"

Crazy laughter spread outside the hall, and the guards looked at each other, only to feel a chill rise.

But the palace where laughter could be heard soon fell silent, and Odin's tall figure sat silently. There seemed to be a thick dead silence on his body, and his voice was a little hoarse, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Are you all ready?"

The captain of the guard shuddered. The clenched fists were full of green tendons, and his whole body trembled slightly and lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, but in a tone that was so excited that it seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth:

"At any time, at your orders - swear allegiance!"

"Good." Odin said calmly, "Sue them." They have failed me, and I will not fail them - go! ”

"Yes!"

The captain of the guard received the order, as if a fanatical faith had been injected into his soul, and when he stood up, the sleeves of his coat rubbed and even made a violent crackling sound, and he was ordered to withdraw from the palace, his face was as good as ever, but he did not leave a trace of Tracey in the courtyard, and left in a hurry.

"Father...... Quiet. Lynn ......"

After the captain of the guard left, the bloody paper was lit on the candlestick, and the light of the fire danced in the cold, almost black blue eyes of the man, who muttered to himself, as if he could not feel the pain of the flame licking his fingertips.

The ashes with sparks fall from the candlestick, gradually cool down on the tabletop, and shatter into ashes.

Outside the palace, Tracy looked at the back of the captain of the guard leaving, and just had a bad premonition in her heart, she heard the voice of the man in the palace with a hint of hoarseness in a low voice:

"Tracy, come in."

Tracy's face turned pale, and Huo Ran had an intuition that she knew that it was finally her turn.

In front of her eyes, more than twenty different faces of young girls surrounded her, smiling sweetly, and extending their hands to her in welcome.

Tracey's miserable complexion gradually returned to normal.

She smiled calmly, poured the water in the clay vase on the smooth brick surface, combed her ebony and beautiful black hair with her hand at the face reflected on it, and smiled at herself in the water with dark brown eyes, and picked up the clay vase:

"Your Highness, I'm in."

She opened the temple door and entered.

……

Three days later, an unidentified female corpse was lifted out of the palace, dark black blood stains stained most of the carpet, and a strand of black hair with blood scabs peeked out of the gap in the carpet, fluttering in the wind.

The palace was quieter than ever, until more than half a month later, when the army of the outer guards found that the master of the palace had disappeared.

The Hermitage was in chaos.

***

In the moonless night sky, the stars are like diamonds sprinkled on black velvet, running mysterious tracks on the dark sky.

In the east, in the middle of the dense constellations, a bright main star darkened without warning more than a month ago, but it is still moving steadily in its original trajectory.

But that night, the star suddenly left its original orbit again without warning, and its color turned from blue to red, leaving a bright mark in the sky. With a fierce and terrible aura, it broke into the constellation, and the trajectory of the stars in the sky suddenly changed abruptly, and the starlight was uncertain.

“…… Breaking the Stars? ”

Deep in the mountains, among the sparse fir forests, a white-haired young man with a scholarly and gentle temperament is speeding at a speed that is rare for ordinary people.

The black sun in the shape of half a sun on his chest emitted a bright and domineering white light, and wherever the white light went, the grass and trees crept, the branches of the trees changed, and the animals sleeping under the grass nests and shrubs were frightened and fled.

The young man didn't care. As if there was no need to avoid being noticed during the chase, he closed his eyes from time to time, holding a small crystal ball on the chain on his chest. Firmly and persistently chasing the goal, his face is calm and calm, like a polymath wandering among the bookshelves.

But when the starlight that crossed the sky pierced through the sparse branches and leaves, the white-haired young man suddenly stopped moving. A shock appeared on his face that had always been unmoved.

"--Dead-shattering stars!"

He muttered to himself again, looking up at the sky in shock, forgetting even his original goal, only staring at the chaotic trajectory of the stars in the sky, as if he had seen something incredible.

"How is that possible? How can it be! …… The star track is messed up, the star track is messed up! ”

The youth muttered to himself. A heavy book with a white cover appeared in his hand, with a black cross as if it were imprinted on the cover.

A calm smile disappeared from the young man's face, and his hand slowly opened the cover of the book. The slow movement seems to weigh the pages of a book in his hand.

He whispered, "I forgive it, flat ground." ”

The pages of the spread book are windless and automatic, and then suddenly freeze on a certain page, and a white light rises from the page, gradually increasing as it falls to the ground. Then a flat field of three lengths and widths appeared in the humus-covered fir woodland, on which the object of the qiē resembled a pencil drawing. Erased by an invisible eraser.

"I forgive it, hard."

"I forgive it, Obsidian."

"I forgive it, the reflection of the stars."

As the young man spoke, white light rose from the page, and a mirror-like obsidian star platform appeared on the ground, and the reflection on it seemed to be the stars in the sky falling into it, and the star's trajectory was staggered and dense, twinkling uncertainly.

The young man's face was cloudy and uncertain as he stared at the reflection of the stars on the ground, the staggered trajectories intertwined with the traces of chaos under his deep lake-like eyes, which were very different from the star tracks of divination more than a month ago.

The young man combed the original orbit of the stars intently, and found the life-breaking star with blood light, and as the muttered incantation was recited, the young man's eyes regained a trace of light, and he suddenly whispered:

"It's him!"

He looked up at the sky, the broken star that had broken away from its original orbit was projected crimson above the canopy, with some kind of fierce and domineering blood light, and wherever it went, the stars dimmed and the orbit order was chaotic.

"It's just been a month, what happened, what did I miss? …… Let me see, who the hell is-"

The young man muttered to himself, and the crystal ball on the pendant chain on his chest automatically detached from the pendant, gradually grew larger, and automatically floated in front of him.

There seemed to be a white mist in the crystal ball, running along a certain track, and as the young man's hand covered it, he recited a spell in a low voice, and the white mist circulated chaotically, and then the mist gradually dissipated, and the scene inside seemed to emerge.

Click.

A crack suddenly appeared on the crystal ball, and the scene that was about to emerge suddenly dissipated, and at the same time, the young man's face turned white after turning white, as if a touch of blood hung on the corner of his mouth with a gentle smile at all times.

"Master, you actually chose to fight back at this time......

The crystal ball slammed to the ground, snapped in half, and a gray-white light shadow came out, escaping into the distance, but an invisible force changed its direction and went straight into the hands of the young man with a holy milky white light.

"Is it the Daughter of Destiny, do you think she can stop me and help you get revenge?"

The light and shadow in his palm turned into a blurred face, and the resentful eyes and hateful smile were faintly visible on the distorted facial features, Angus looked at the look on the face of the mist, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth-

"The daughter of fate who is not on the trajectory of fate really exists, and it is really her, and it is really her...... No, you don't have to worry, of course I won't kill her, the daughter of fate who can even mess up the trajectory of the life star. Isn't defeating her the same as defeating fate? ”

The young man's smile became more and more obvious, but the more holy and peaceful, he took a deep look at the gray light in his hand, and smiled:

"Now that the trajectory of the star has become chaotic, then you are useless...... Goodbye, Master. ”

The five fingers were closed, as if a resentful voice sounded, and a little light dissipated in the slender palm of the young man.

The flat obsidian star platform gradually dissipated, turning into a little white light. The white-haired young man stood in it, like a god who had come into the world, and the sacredness was ineffable.

But the young man seemed to be unaware. Touching the empty falling chain, glancing at the broken crystal ball on the ground, his eyes fell on the deep forest in the distance, which was secluded and dead in the middle of the night, but the young man knew it. The person he was going to pursue was in that direction.

"Without the crystal ball, it's a bit of a problem...... That's it. ”

The young man seemed to sigh slightly, and a thin chain of light appeared in his hand.

The thin chain has a slightly falling arc, and the divine text flows on it like a light ant, and the other end of the light chain is slightly lifted and probed into the air. It is as if through an unknown space, tethered to a certain life on the other side.

The young man pulled slightly, and the thin chain of light tightened. The light on the ground was great, and the divine inscription on it floated.

In the depths of the distant mountains, a huge black coffin suddenly appeared in the bushes, the lid on the coffin had long since disappeared, and a human figure sat up inside. The neck, waist, and wrists of the limbs all show a thin chain of light, converging at the bottom of the coffin.

“…… Angus! …… Angus! Ahhh ”

The screeching sound of fingernails scratching the walls of the coffin sounded. The humanoid form recited the human life in his mouth with resentment in severe pain, and let out a sharp and miserable howl.

But his blood-red eyes reflected the chaotic stars in the sky, and the blood-red life-breaking stars fell into his eyes.

"Haha, the human race is in civil strife, and the demon race still has a glimmer of life...... Angus, you have suffered by yourself, and sooner or later you will regret it, I wait for that day, and I will definitely repay you a thousand times the pain of today! ”

The humanoid let out a hoarse and ugly laugh, and was extremely resentful, and suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of black and red blood with a "poof".

There seemed to be many tiny black gnats in the blood, wriggling back and forth, falling on the thin chain of light, squeaking out countless black smoke, spreading along the chain of light, the dazzling white light of the chain of light instantly dimmed, and there was a tendency to extend to the end.

At this moment, the black smoke that had been scorched by the holy light seemed to be attracted by something, and they all gathered into the air, and some kind of evil aura was absorbed, converging into an air mass in the air.

The figure in the coffin looked at the strange changes in front of him in amazement, but the changes caused by the black smoke did not stop.

Around the black coffin, the bushes on both sides rustled, and the ground gradually became soft, and after a while, it turned into a small poisonous swamp with a foul smell and poisonous gas, and blue and black bubbles one after another.

At this time, the black coffin had already submerged most of the swamp, and it was sinking rapidly, and even the humanoid tried to forcibly overdraft the use of space transfer, as if it was disturbed by some force in this poisonous swamp, and it could not be used at once, and as the coffin sank more, the greater the interference power.

So it was just a step too slow, and the coffin was quickly swallowed up by the poisonous swamp.

A burst of blue-black bubbles erupted from the surface of the swamp that had remained in place, and one of them splashed on the body of a chameleon that had just woken up from hibernation and had not yet seen what had happened from its hole, only to hear a squeak, and the two-foot-long chameleon disappeared in an instant, along with the ground more than a foot deep below it.

But strangely, beyond three feet around the poisonous swamp, the vibrant trees and shrubs were completely unaffected by the poison, as if there was an invisible force that prevented the poisonous gases from spreading beyond the range of the poisonous swamp.

Above the poisonous swamp, the black air mass that caused the mutation twisted for a long time, and finally gradually condensed into a strange and abnormal shape, if Lin An was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this shape that looked like a child's graffiti, which was the font that symbolized "poison" in the ancient witch script.

This strange ancient witch text only disappeared in a flash, and quickly plunged into the poisonous swamp below, and the poisonous swamp disappeared under the ground again, the land was bulldozed, and the bushes and trees moved back to their original places, except for the shrubs that were overwhelmed by the coffin and the collapsed hole, leaving no trace at all.

On the other side of the distant mountain, the light in Angus's hand was still dazzling, and suddenly it broke with a bang, and the light chain hung down, and a thick black and evil aura rushed up along the light chain, until it was half a foot close to Angus's finger.

Angus looked at the chain of holy light that had turned into mortal iron in his hand, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then a star in the constellation above his head, which was originally slightly dim, suddenly lit up, and Angus looked up:

"I see, he turned out to be a life-breaking star - the chaos of the star orbit is so huge that even I have to be affected...... It seems that I underestimated the influence of the natal star......"

(To be continued)

ps：

About the metaphor of the stars in this chapter, I don't know if you can understand it, the main line of the mainland chapter has always been this, and it is also mentioned in the headline, I originally wanted to write a headline in each volume, but then I slowly became lazy~

As for the master in the crystal ball, it is the one who was pitted by Angus, and this prophecy master is mentioned in Angus's appearance and in his later episodes (chapters 55, 137, etc.), who is in the coffin, needless to say, the little demon king who has pit his father, and there are now two more life-breaking stars, one is Odin, the other is Samuel, and the other is the daughter of fate, which was also mentioned in chapter 137...... Well, it's not much for now.