Naquil looked at her, nodded, and as if he couldn't say anything, he took out a metal magic box a few inches square from his arms: "This time when I left the temple, the Great Elder specially asked me to bring it out, this is the true form of the Omniscient Eye, in fact, since the time that belongs to it has passed, the power of God inherited from the Omniscient Eye has passed away, and the Omniscient Eye left in our world is just an ordinary artifact. ”

The knights subconsciously dispersed, looking at the small box in Naquiel's hand, in which Adney was not so exaggerated, but a pair of emerald green eyes were also staring at it.

"I ...... I'm not dreaming, is this...... This is the omniscient eye. Her face then changed, and she grabbed Naquil's hand with some seriousness and pressed it back: "God, how dare you just take this thing out, your head is carved from elm, do you know that this is a sacred relic of our entire great desert?" ”

Naquil seemed to be aware of this, so he didn't take out his hand again, but said to the others: "The Eye of All Knowing is not as sacred as you think, Adene, you should know that the last era brought the Azure Spear of the Mortal Age, it is actually something like this, and to this day, the Holy Spear is actually just a simple artifact. ”

"Even the sky......" Adney seemed to have her worldview a little subverted, and it took a while for Adney to come back to her senses: "You mean...... That guy, I mean the guy with the Sun Divine Sword, maybe the Emerald Heart is also with him? ”

"Just a possibility." Naquil didn't seem too excited. In fact, when he officially became the grave keeper, when the elder told him the secret, he was also so indifferent: "But even if the Emerald Heart is not in him. But the all-knowing and all-powerful God Ra has let his holy sword appear before us, and we should not ignore it because it is in the hands of a foreigner. ”

Adene's face was grim, she was at least the head of the Knights of Ra's Winged Wings, who was none other than the Sun God's most devout believer: "You're talking about, Naquil. ”

The other knights nodded yes. There is a new understanding of the grave keeper who has temporarily joined them.

Naquil looked at the deputy head of the wings and said to her, "I must tell you one more thing, captain. ”

"There are many reasons why a team chooses a leader. But Mr. Taha and the elders have chosen you for this position, certainly not because you broke the bank to form this expedition, because as far as I know, there are many rich people in Shawana who have donated money, but now it is you and not them who are our captains......"

Hear him say that. Adney couldn't help but be stunned. Look back at him.

Naquil didn't care about her look, and continued: "Mr. Taha trusts your abilities just like we trust our captain, and if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be here, so please don't be presumptuous." ”

“…… This...... That," Adney's face flushed rarely, "...... Should I say thank you, Mr. Elf? ”

The knights burst into unison.

But soon they had to admit that Naquil was right. In any case, it doesn't matter what kind of person the person with the Sun Divine Sword is. But they can't afford to remain indifferent.

Rather than questioning here, it is better to act first, because in the final analysis, there is always contact, so it is always an inevitable thing to inquire about where the other party has gone.

Thanks to Mr. Elf's reminder, the knights soon heard from nearby that Brando and Phoenix Fire had gone to Westtown after leaving the Storm Shadow Inn.

Of course, this must also be thanked to Brando and Phoenix Fire for leaving this place without hiding their whereabouts at all.

Because it's neither necessary nor meaningful.

And while the knights follow the avenue to the West City in search of Brando and Phoenix, in the castle of Rosalin, Delphine is also looking for the whereabouts of something.

That thing is called the Emerald Mystery.

The Prime Minister's daughter wasn't sure if it was what she thought it was, but she trusted her own judgment, and just as she had been determined to seek revenge from Brando, Delphien rarely doubted that she would make a mistake.

And the key is not whether to make mistakes, but whether to see your own heart, she understands that there are many people in this world who can 'not make mistakes' or 'make fewer mistakes', but there are very few people who can follow their own wishes.

At least neither her grandfather nor her father could do it, so the Nedwin family would lose its former glory under the suppression of Her Majesty.

Delphien was born in an idealized era, at a time when the Cruz empire was in its final years of decline, and her upbringing is a trajectory of the empire's fall from its most glorious moments.

So she never believes in idealized things.

If we are too immersed in the glory of the past, we will lose sight of what we need most in front of us, which is why those behemoths of empires will react so slowly, even if they know that there is an abyss in front of them, they will step into it with firm steps.

With this in mind, the prime minister's daughter pursed her lips, and opened the books on the shelves locally, she didn't know magical magic, nor was she a natural thief with dexterous hands and feet, so the only thing she could rely on was her own mind.

She had prepared two threads of silk to move the books from top to bottom through the pages, carefully trying not to stir the thick dust on the shelves, and whenever she finished one of the processes, she took out a dead mouse from her purse and stamped its footprints on it, camouflaging it as if these very small rodents had once passed by.

She made a mask from the veil she had in the room and put it between her nose and mouth, both to breathe in the light dust and to prevent choking on the smoke. But even so, the dust quickly choked into her airways, and Delphien held back her cough and checked the last two books in the row on the shelf.

At this time, whenever a maid or servant passed outside the room of Lord Rosalin, she would carefully put down what she was doing, and retreat into a dark corner—she had specially adjusted the position of the candles in the room so that this direction became a blind spot for the light, and although the servants were forbidden to enter the study without permission, she did not let her guard down in the slightest.

It was only after the footsteps of the servant passed briskly outside the door that Delphien allowed himself to cough lightly.

She understands what she's doing.

It's like knowing the consequences of doing so if it's discovered.

But from the moment she woke up from the bed here, when she heard the voice tell her the secrets kept in the castle, she knew she would not regret it.

She closed her eyes, as if she could still see herself being shot by the Azure Spear and then being swept into the maelstrom, and the long experience that followed seemed to happen only in a split second.

Delphien gritted his teeth, silently reflecting on what he had seen in the darkness.

There are things she cares about the most.

It's also the thing she disdains the most.

Her family, but also her everything.

"If it's going to be destroyed, let me be destroyed before the Nedwin," she said to herself, a little hoarsely, "I don't care what my grandfather and father cared about, if I could sacrifice everything in order to get to this point." ”

Delphine rested for a moment—her travels in the spatial rift had hurt her more than she had shown to be in the castle, and it was far from recovering.

She had only done this to reassure the fat-hearted Lord Rosalin, who was at least allowed to leave her room and move around the courtyard or castle.

If not, how could she have found an opportunity?

However, these activities inevitably made her feel that the burden on her body increased day by day, and she had said goodbye to those people in the courtyard before, but it was really not just the camera's action, but it was really almost unbearable.

At this moment, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and a faint black shadow appeared around her vision, as if the light in the whole room was much darker, and her temples were beating suddenly, making her feel as if her brain was boiling.

She gritted her teeth and said to herself, "I hope that guy can be a little more aggressive." ”

Thinking of Brando, a hatred and unwillingness from the bottom of her heart gripped her heart, allowing Delphien to miraculously recover and stand firmly.

She looked up at the bookshelves, realizing that she had searched the bottom three rows of the bookshelves in half an hour, and that she needed a ladder to go up, which was a near-impossible task for her.

The prime minister's daughter bit her lower lip, she knew that she had to think of a way, otherwise today's work would have to end here.

But she had a vague hunch in her heart that this might be her only chance, and she had to seize it.

She hesitated for a moment, then staggered forward.

Coming to the bookshelf, Delphine closed his eyes and began to reminisce. She knew it was here, not out of speculation or suspicion, but from the word-for-word messages between Lord Rosalin's conversation with his captain of the guard.

Maybe the two men might not have realized that their conversation had slipped through, but that was enough for Delphien.

When she reopened her eyes, her gaze fell on the top row of the shelves, the fourth-to-last book.

She knew what she wanted wasn't there.

But there must be something else there.

…… (To be continued......)