He carried her in his arms and came from the dim light to a prosperous place.

The street lights have been lit, these are the medium-pole landscape lights, and the lamps are shaped like peony flowers.

The energy source is the Force Crystal (which is worth more than gold coins), and the World Science Tree is actually very crooked, and electricity has been discovered, but it has not been used in production practice at present.

This is the Bell district in the north of the city, where the people who live here are either rich or expensive, and the rich woman Catherine has a small two-story villa here.

The Bell District is a typical building with a Faro-Royan style, with a wider and more beautiful space, multiple herringbone wooden sloping roofs, large depths, domed corner buildings, and handmade brick walls at the bottom.

Farorandan traditional architecture is characterized by its freedom of shape, the pursuit of dynamics, the preference for rich decoration and carving, strong color contrasts, and often interspersed with curved surfaces and oval spaces.

Walking to the door of the small villa copper art, the brass is brilliant under the light, calm and heavy, giving people a solemn and sacred feeling.

The bronze door is more durable, and the style is excellent, the color is gorgeous, the thick and calm does not lose the elegance, and the ancient is full of new meaning.

Through Seiko building, the ingenuity is sincere, the shapes are beautiful, inheriting the elegance of traditional architecture, and the solidity of the material.

Secretly scolding the big dog, thinking of the cramped cabin in the slum, Wren was a little separated.

He took the key from the pocket of Catherine's trench coat and stuffed it into the keyhole, turned it, opened the bronze door with a click, and carried her into the courtyard in front of the villa.

On both sides of the road, some flowers and shrubs such as bauhinia and begonia are planted, and the small-leaved boxwood and red-leaved barberry are surrounded by regular geometric hedges, and the white wooden trellises on the side of the fence are covered with wisteria and sky.

The style is quite small and fresh, Wren pushed open the golden silk nan wood door on the first floor, and pressed the switch on the wall next to the door.

The urn-shaped glass chandelier on the ceiling suddenly lit up, this kind of lamp from the Kingdom of Bokmia is also powered by the Force's crystals, a standard quality crystal can be used for a long time, but even so, ordinary people can't afford to use it.

In the two months before Wren moved bricks, he lit candles or kerosene lamps at night, while middle-class people like John Hakes generally used gas lamps in their homes.

Carrying Catherine to the second floor, he pushed open the bedroom door, and the first thing that caught his eye was a large red rosewood bed with a cotton mattress, embroidered pink rose sheets, and a cute white bear toy on it.

On the wall to the left of the bed hangs a half-length mirror, and under the mirror is a dressing table with combs, perfumes, lipsticks, etc.

To the right of the bed is a shutter, there is a mahogany-colored wardrobe in the corner, there are a lot of red hearts or star-shaped colored paper on the wall, and a few landscape paintings are hung, so to speak, the atmosphere is very warm, like a lady's room.

There was a slight apprehension in his heart, this was the first time Wren had entered the girl's boudoir, he bent down to put Catherine on the sheets, and was about to leave, but she was wrapped around her neck with a pair of lotus arms.

Staring at her jade face close at hand, with her thin pink lips, towering breasts, and smelling the fresh and natural body fragrance on her body, Wren's breathing was a little disordered.

With a charming smile, Catherine looked at him with her crimson pupils while lying on the bed: "Little man, what do you think of today's events?" I mean your assessment of yourself, don't think it doesn't matter.

The most important thing for a transcendent person is to recognize yourself and have a clear understanding of your own direction, strength, beliefs, and desires, which can save you many detours. ”

Wren was stunned when he heard this, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, his eyes were clear, and he looked directly into her eyes: "I feel that I am very weak, the Red Witch no longer has the fourth-order combat power, we laid a trap and joined forces to fight the enemy, but we still almost failed." ”

Home advantage, two formations, coupled with Catherine's natural ability, against the Red Witch, whose strength is maintained between the peak of the third order and the beginning of the fourth order, is still almost on the street!

I can't imagine how strong Claire was in her heyday, and how strong is Michelle, the "Holy White Sword" who can hunt her down all the way? But Michelle is not yet a Sage or a Sanctuary (Fifth Order)!

Catherine reached out and stroked his face: "You know what? At first, I thought you were inexperienced or naïve and reckless.

But now I find that you have a lot of combat experience and extremely fast on-the-spot reactions, but what you lack is some basic common sense, common sense for the transcendent. ”

Holding her soft fingers, Wren frowned, "Do you have any suggestions?" ”

"Go to school, Bushen University has a special class that specializes in cultivating some entry-level (first-order) transcendentals, although your strength is enough to be a mentor, but you need to supplement some knowledge."

Wren nodded: "I see, now you can let me go." ”

Nunu's mouth, Catherine muttered, "Give me the piece of scarlet crystal that Claire left over from her death." ”

Taking a deep breath, Wren asked, "What's that?" ”

"You don't have to, you don't need it anyway." Looking at the silent Wren, Catherine had a little headache: "Okay, it's a spiritual energy crystal, and it's a top quality, it's hard to find, I'll compensate you, I'll give you two tubes of natural source tomorrow, and I'll make up for it later." ”

With a light snort, Wren shook his head: "What if you run away, or can't afford to pay it back?" ”

Catherine was very dissatisfied and glared at him: "I ran away from this house and it will be yours, as for not being able to pay it back, I ask you, what do you think of me?" ”

"Silly, childish and ridiculous, they're all 25 years old, and there are still plush toys on the bed." Wren said very bluntly.

Catherine: (* ̄ー ̄), you must not have a girlfriend!

Annoyed, Catherine sat up directly from the bed and grabbed his ear with her hand: "It's your business that I sleep with a toy!" If I can't pay it back, I'll pay it off! How about sleeping with you in my arms in the future? ”

Wren slapped her hand away with disdain and handed her the scarlet crystal: "No need, I'm too expensive, Steve said, a gold coin commercial street hotel has all kinds of beauties!"

6 bottles of natural source, that's it. ”

Angry, Catherine, who had just taken the crystal with a smile, was full of anger: "Do you think I'm one of those bewitching sluts!" In the beginning, anyone who pursued me in the Norkman Empire could line up from Pompeii to ......"

She stopped abruptly and stopped talking, Wren thoughtfully, not asking the bottom of the matter.

The Norman Empire, a powerful empire located in the east of Faroland, is located in the east of Faroland, by the way, where the headquarters of the Witcher Guild is.

There was silence in the room for a moment, Catherine pushed him out of the room and handed him a bunch of keys: "You can live here from now on, the first floor is completely empty, the rent will be free, you will repay me for saving me." ”

Wren was not polite, took the key, and went back to the first floor, where the cottage had two floors, each with a living room, two bedrooms, a kitchen, and a washroom.

After Wren left, Catherine in the bedroom on the second floor took off her upper body coat and wore only a corset, her appearance began to change a little, her blonde hair turned pale blue, and her ears were slightly pointed.

Like a fairy in a flower, she walked to the bust mirror, turned sideways, her smooth back had a shimmering crescent mark, and she held the scarlet crystal in her hand, she was a little hesitant.

Sighing, she finally decided to go home, the bloodline was about to fully awaken, and it was related to her future achievements, and she couldn't be sloppy......

The Kingdom of Bokmia, located in the north of Faroland, is geographically close to the Northern Islands, where the glass crafts produced here are famous on the mainland.

In a simple and simple courtyard in the territory, an old man with half-white hair and about 50 years old was lying on a bamboo reclining chair in the courtyard, holding a magazine in his hand, looking at it happily.

"Elder Aannion, Elder Bruce, they asked me to ask you the reason for the astrological changes!" A young man of about fifteen years old, with short brown hair and green eyes, ran up to the old man and asked.

Anion laughed, stared at the magazine intently, and waved his hand: "Emir, don't worry, I'll talk about it after I finish reading." ”

The young emir was a little curious, probed over, and then blushed and took a few steps back, and the magazines were full of sexy girls in scantily clad clothes.

Seeing this, Anion smiled even more happily: "Those little guys are really interesting in the magazines of Faroran, I will order them every week in the future." ”

The emir wanted to speak and stopped, wanting to say that the other party was old and disrespectful but did not dare to do so.

After a while, putting down the magazine, the old man got up and patted him on the head: "It's not okay to be too honest, learn from Antonio!" ”

"Seniors, how can they be like this, it's too unethical." The emir was aggrieved,

"Haha, little guy, don't be too old-fashioned, man, who isn't?" Anion said without hesitation.

The two walked into a dimly lit room with a maple table carved with several overlapping circular formations, as well as pen and paper.

There is a translucent crystal ball floating above the formation, and there are many complicated routes and nodes in the crystal ball.

The crystal ball rotated slowly, and many silver points of light floated on the surface of the sphere in a trajectory like stars, with a large golden circle of light and a crescent moon on it.

This is the "Star Track of Destiny", the work of a certain "sage" at the beginning of the Fifth Age, the pinnacle of the combination of astrology and alchemy.

Anion stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air, as if pressed on the surface of the water, and layers of ripples spread!

The crystal ball lit up with a blurry color, his eyes widened, as if there was a reflection of a starry sky in his eyes, everything around him instantly froze, the emir on the side stopped moving, and the color of the clothes and even the skin on his body gradually faded.

The crystal ball seems to have received some kind of signal, and the countless routes inside it turn, and the trajectory is extremely complicated.

A little cold light suddenly appeared on the surface of the sphere, crossed the sky, the crescent moon turned, from the crescent moon to the full moon, the stars suddenly shone brightly, countless "stars" were misplaced, and everything became confusing.

"Huh?"

Anion snorted softly, as if he thought it was amused, and he took the quill on the table and wrote on a piece of paper:

Crimson Moon, Child of the Stars.

The saints gathered, and the catastrophe continued.