Chapter 17: The Shrine Maiden's Thoughts

Directly north of the Holy Land of Yale, statues of four magicians stood in the corner, their left hands stretched out in the same direction, and where they longed, a stone magic book floated.

The white light on the magic book shone, and it connected to the six-pointed star formation below.

One by one, the carriages and pedestrians were teleported away under the supervision of the Silver Knight, and they were to be assigned to the cities of the world according to their own wishes.

New lives await them, and the Holy Land will never be open to the outside world again, and this area will be classified as a forbidden area, according to the instructions of the twelve strongest races, including the Terrans, not long ago.

The pattern of the world is changing, and on this calm surface, a huge conspiracy is quietly sprouting.

There is a suburb in the inner city of the Holy Land, where dozens of blue and blue knights are guarded, the magnificent palace is surrounded by airtight, and the pink flag emblem is placed on the wall, and the purple carnation on the flag emblem is particularly eye-catching, it is a symbol of royal nobility.

To the left of the palace, black metal balustrades are arranged in sequences, enclosing the entire garden.

On the surface of the railing, the magic pattern flickered faintly, a strange breath rippled and dispersed, the flowers bloomed one after another, and the garden was colorful, like a fairyland.

In the middle of the flower garden, under the white flower pavilion, a Manli figure is admiring this beautiful scene.

"Whew!"

The white petals fell on the palm of her hand, and the girl exhaled lightly and blew it off, she looked at the flourishing flowers in front of her, and felt lonely for some reason.

"The world is as boring as ever!"

The girl let out a low grumbling voice, and she stirred the coffee in her cup gracefully, without the slightest thought of tasting it.

"Her Royal Highness the Second Princess! It's time for you to go! ”

Behind the flower pavilion, the woman quietly leaned out of the flowers, she finished tidying up the maid outfit she was coiled on, and respectfully reminded her.

This point in time seemed to be just right, and the girl sitting upright seemed to be very satisfied.

"Wait a minute! Jayer! ”

Cherith's tone was soft, and she pulled out a bouquet of white roses from a transparent vase.

One-petal, two-petaled......

She took a deep breath and stood up.

The elegant purple skirt swayed slightly, and the hidden magic patterns were inadvertently revealed, and a biting cold wind blew the petals into the sky.

"Let's go!"

The atmosphere was instantly gloomy, the girl's eyes were sharp, and she looked at Jie'er, who bowed and saluted.

"Yes! Second ......"

Jael was stopped before she could finish speaking.

"Only two words! It's okay to call me Ress! ”

Shhalles held out her right hand, and she smiled a little stiffly on her cheeks, looking very uncomfortable to stay in this state.

Obviously a very beautiful person rarely shows a smile, Jie'er feels deep regret in her heart.

She held up the delicate jade hand with both hands, and her beautiful slender fingers were dexterous and pleasing to the eye, which was desirable.

"Yes!"

From the bottom of her heart, Jie'er wanted to protect that smile, she would never allow anyone to receive such a favor, not even herself, she spoke tentatively.

"Your Highness! What about the marriage list sent from the Empire? ”

"Say no to them all!"

Sherris's tone was indifferent, she didn't hesitate at all, she didn't want to be close to anyone of the opposite sex in this life, she was disappointed in everything and isolated herself from the world.

"But the monarch ......"

The maid girl looked terrified, and her face was extremely pale.

Although she had only met once, the ferocious momentum was enough to break her heart and make her fearful.

Their monarch is such a man, he is feared by the outside world as a "tyrannical calamity", and it is because of this man that the Empire of Babis is protected from being invaded by foreign people.

"I'll explain it to my brother personally! You don't have to worry about me! ”

Sheris recounted lightly, unconcerned by the man's intentions.

"Next time, let's replace roses with carnations!"

"Yes! Your Highness! ”

Under the colorful petals, Jie'er held up a wooden flower umbrella, and two girls of the same age walked out of the garden.

On the flower table, next to the coffee cup, the white petals form a circle, which seems to reveal the girl's state of mind.

Hollow, hopeless!

What is the meaning of this sinful world? No one knows.

In the central tower, a white dove rests in front of the window, and on its left foot, a small sheepskin scroll is particularly secretive.

The long gray beard hung down to his feet, and the old man frowned, and he looked at the sky with a solemn look.

"It's time to start! Buddies! ”

Murrich Habu removed the scroll, clutching it tightly in his palm.

At the bottom of the golden staff, a white magic circle quietly appeared, which enveloped the entire room, blocking all breath.

Not far away, metal bookshelves are tumbling through various magical books and legends.

The sight was terrifying, it didn't look like a room for a sage at all.

On the tabletop under the bookshelf, an old world map spreads out.

The meandering complex area is divided into several small pieces, and this is the true face of the continent.

The continent of Biruno, everything here is the creation of the gods.

This fact has long been engraved in everyone's heart, and it is fiercely rooted and cannot be questioned.

On the yellowed map, the red circles marked out are clearly visible, and those experiences are vividly remembered by Murrich.

Two hundred years have passed since the last time he opened it, and he sighed at the vicissitudes of the years, all of which passed so fast, and before he knew it, he was already so old.

Human lifespans are really short! He is far from being compared to other races.

"Poof!"

The white dove spread its wings, circled the tower several times, and then flew away from the sacred place.

Murridge looked at the surface of the map, and the eleven parchment scrolls were arranged in an orderly manner, each corresponding to its own race according to the seal of heraldry.

"Boom!"

As the last scroll was inserted, the entire old map suddenly overflowed with dazzling light.

Colourful lines connect the parchment scrolls to each other, and they depict a mystical pattern.

"Whoa!"

With a crisp sound, the confinement on the parchment scroll crumbled, and the blank parchment flipped open in the air.

Murridge's expression was cautious, his face was sweating, and under such strong oppression, he chose the one closest to him.

As soon as he touched it, the rest of the parchment scrolls were instantly burned by strange flames.

Murridge breathed a sigh of relief, and he reverently pinched the parchment, which was already covered in magic patterns.

On the back of the paper, the flags of the seven human nations are arranged in a circle, and in the center of them, a purple carnation stands proudly on its own.

"Ahem!"

Feeling the smell of blood in his mouth, Murrich dissolved his spell and the tower regained its composure.

Panting, he leaned against the wall, and before he could calm down, he hurried out of the room.

In front of the door, two gray-robed magicians waited quietly, they were already ready.

Lani draped her gold-trimmed white robe over the old man's shoulders, and she quickly straightened the corners of Murrich's clothes.

"That's it! Master Murrich!"

The sorceress retreated behind the old man, and she returned to her place.

Murridge handed the golden staff to Baker beside him, and he whispered a few incantations, a white light appeared at his feet, and he disappeared into the empty aisle.

The site of the former Church of Godacean, three basement floors.

In the splendid interior, strange coats of arms are engraved on the walls, and they are correspondingly distributed in all corners, which is like some kind of ritual, mysterious and strange.

The delicate lighthouse is cascaded together by crystals, and it floats on the ceiling full of magic patterns, and the soft light radiates down, which looks very dreamy.

The round table, in the center, surrounded by numerous coats of arms, arranged in twelve positions, was empty and the room deserted.

"Wow!"

Around the corner, diamond-shaped jade shone brightly, and a strange magic array was outlined, which quickly floated up and covered the entire round table.

At the same time, the pitch-black sphere vibrated violently as if it had been triggered.

Eleven beams appeared out of thin air, piercing the sphere and projecting onto the surface of the coat of arms.

"Buzz!"

The light was refracted and the black phantoms slowly condensed, and their faces were blurred and their bodies were of different shapes.

"Are you all there?"

The voice of nothingness came urgently, but it was quickly masked, and the dead figure had dark red eyes, and he stared at the phantom next to him, and his form was extremely hideous.

"Terran guys! There are a lot of novelties! What is this called? ”