Although winter is not over yet, the cold wind still blows outside, but the sun is exceptionally sunny these days.

On a sunny day, Patty's favorite thing to do is stay where the sun can reach, listen to the maid tell her stories in rare physical relief, or watch those funny magic web shows.

There's a lot of interesting stuff on the web of magic, stories about distant places, unheard-of knowledge, new and interesting magic creations, and recently, the clever people of Cecil City have made something called the "Magic Shadow Show".

It was a play that was put on the Magic Web terminal, and more and more people have been talking about it lately.

Patty had never been to the theatre - she had lost the opportunity to go out when she was old enough to go to the theatre with her parents, but she had seen the theatre anyway, and her mother had brought in the best troupe in the neighborhood to perform a classic burlesque in the castle, and Patty could no longer remember what the play was about.

She didn't make it to the end of the act, and was sent to the doctor by the maid and the butler.

But only from those fragmented childhood memories, she still feels that the drama she watched at the beginning is definitely not as interesting as the "magic shadow drama" on the magic network terminal.

Patty sat happily in her small wheelchair, unblinking her eyes at the Magic Net Terminal not far away, and in the holographic projection above the terminal, the migrants who had finally arrived safely in the southern port were helping each other to walk off the gangplank, and the port personnel in sheriff's uniforms were maintaining order.

It was the third time she had seen it.

The valet stood quietly, the mild-mannered lady smiling at the scene, and when the witch lady appeared in the picture, she heard the little lady's voice with excitement: "Miss witch lives in Cecil City, doesn't she?" Will she really welcome travelers at the port? ”

"It's just a show, Miss Patty," said the maid, bending slightly, with a smile, "but Miss Witch does live in Cecil City. ”

"That's good......," Patty sighed softly, "I'd like to visit Cecil City too......"

"When your health is better, maybe there will be a chance." The maid said gently.

“…… Still no, Mom will be worried," Patty shook her head slightly, and then turned her attention back to the Shadow Show, "Is everyone watching this?" Will there be a new Shadow Drama? ”

"Yes, everyone is watching, Madame has screened it three times for everyone in the castle, everyone in the castle has seen it, and more and more people outside the castle are watching it, many people have watched it more than once, as for whether there will be a new magic shadow drama...... I don't know, but I guess there is. ”

"That's nice......," Patty sighed again, "and do you like to watch it too?" Do you like that Mr. Knight? ”

The personal maid thought for a moment and nodded with a smile: "That Mr. Knight?" Of course, a lot of people like him, and I like him, but my favorite is the weaver......"

"Why?"

"Because I have a sister who is a weaver," said the maid, "she now works in the factory." ”

The maid answered patiently, but the little girl still had many questions: "Is the mechanical ship really that big?" Can you live on a ship for a month or two? Is it really that cold outside the castle? Why didn't the lord at the beginning give the charcoal to the people who were about to freeze to death? He's got that much charcoal...... When you're hungry, do you really catch mice? Will it still be? Why did the knight get off the boat and see the sheriff running? He's obviously a good guy......"

The maid looked at the girl in the wheelchair with some tears and laughter, some of which she had answered more than once.

But she bent down again and patiently explained from the beginning.

……

In the long hall of Gülen Castle, Baroness Gülen, who has high cheekbones and a tall figure, and her appearance has recovered a little bit of her former beauty, stands in front of the steps to greet Gawain and his party, who have come here.

When Duke Gawain became His Majesty Gawain, this ordinary visit became very meaningful, and although His Majesty's new policy had been to streamline the rules of etiquette and reduce the cost of ceremonies, as a well-bred aristocratic lady, Rowpenny Gülen still sought to be proper and meticulous within the limits of the system.

"Salute you, my Most High Majesty," said the Baroness, raising her skirt and bowing, while the chamberlains and knights of the castle lined up the carpet like two neat rows of sculptures, "you have brought this castle to its glory." ”

"Actually, you don't have to be so troublesome - the etiquette was much simpler when I visited last time," Gawain replied with a smile and nodded in a relaxed tone, "Just think of it as a friend." ”

"I'm honored—but there's always the necessary etiquette," said Lady Penny, straightening up and a sincere smile on her once-strained face, "a room for your entourage has been arranged, and dinner has been prepared—in full compliance with the rules of the Government Council, of course." ”

"That's good, hard work," Gawain nodded, "Is Patty in the room?" ”

"Yes, she must be watching the Shadow Drama at this time, and the maid is with her," replied the Ladyess, "do you want to meet her first?" I'll send someone to ......"

"No, she's not well, I'll go look for her," Gawain interrupted the Baroness and said with a smile, "She hasn't seen me, Uncle Gawain, for a long time, and I don't know if my visit today is a surprise to her." ”

"Of course—she's spoken of you more than once lately," the baroness smiled, "and she'd love to see you keep telling her those stories." ”

Gawain was silent for less than a second, and then said softly, "Really...... That's nice. ”

……

Psychic Network, City of Dreams, inside the Central Temple.

In the glittering conference hall, the archbishops gathered around a round table depicted with mystical symbols (decorative lighting effects), and Pope Megael III, in the form of an amorphous starlight polymer, suspended in the air in the center of the hall, in a solemn atmosphere, a crucial meeting was underway.

“…… That's all there is to this exploration," Archbishop Yuri's voice echoed in the hall, and in front of him, the projections of memories restored with psychic power were showing several key images in Phantom Town, "There is no need to go into detail about the various strange properties and psychological symbolic meanings of Phantom Town, I think everyone has done a lot of research in these fields, this time, we should mainly focus on the situation of the 'upper narrator' priest has 'divine magic'.

"At the moment, we can at least be sure that the 'divine magic' cast by the projection priest can be effective in Phantom Town, and can actually attack the minds of us 'real people', which is already a proof that the power of the upper narrator has sublimated and approached the gods.

"The 'Divine Descent' released by that projection priest was unsuccessful, although the most likely reason was that his 'projection essence' caused him to be unable to release such a high-level divine magic, or due to the isolation of Phantom Town from Sandbox One, it does not rule out the possibility that the upper narrator in Sandbox One has not yet fully formed or that something unexpected has happened......"

The starlight aggregate above the hall swelled and squirmed, and the voice of Megael III reached the minds of everyone present: "Archbishop Yuri, Archbishop Magnum, you almost suffered from the contamination of the upper narrator in the process of calibrating your mind, based on your own experience, do you think the upper narrator has spied on the outside of the sandbox in the process of this pollution?" Does it extend part of its own body into that town? ”

“…… I don't think so, Your Majesty," Yuri said after a moment's thought, shaking his head, "that kind of pollution, though difficult to prevent, is still only a projection in nature, and it has not exhibited any 'initiative' after the pollution has failed, and it should not have a connection with the upper narrators in Sandbox One. ”

"Phantom Town is completely gone now," Archbishop Magnum said, as he got up, "I 'washed' it with Psychic Storm a few more times after that, and follow-up monitoring can confirm that the data area has been completely emptied, and theoretically there is no need to worry about it anymore." ”

"Phantom Town is gone, Sandbox No. 1 is still there," a low, hoarse female voice sounded, and a woman in a long black dress with a gorgeous and mature face stood up and looked at the Pope in mid-air, "Your Majesty, it seems that we have to take some risks, the danger of the 'monsters' bred by Sandbox No. 1 has exceeded the boundary, and there is little point in continuing to maintain the status quo of the sandbox, we ...... It is necessary to carry out an 'active disposal' of Sandbox No. 1. ”

Archbishop Magnum glanced at the woman in the black dress, whose ears were pointer and longer than humans, and took on the appearance of an elven hybrid—at least, her avatar.

Magnum nodded slightly, "I agree with Archbishop Mitsuki. Inside the sandbox, confronting and solving the problem, this is probably the only solution, Your Majesty the Pope, Archbishops, it is time for us to gather our psionic choir and spirit knight troops. ”

Yuri frowned, he opened his mouth, and after some deliberation, he spoke, "Our number of spirit knights is limited, maybe ......"

Before Yuri could finish speaking, a loud alarm suddenly interrupted him, and then a slightly nervous young woman's voice entered the hall: "This is the monitoring team - there is a big hole outside the 16th area of the West of the Dream City!" ”

The archbishops who were attending the meeting were startled, and then the figures disappeared into the hall in an instant, and in an instant, the figures of the twenty-three archbishops came to the sky above the area where a large hollow appeared on the outskirts of the dream city.

In the glittering, majestic and magnificent border area of Dream City, a shocking crack broke through the outer barrier of the city, connecting a small part of the block with the vast wasteland outside the city, and the inexplicable power raged in the rift area, tearing and squeezing the blocks and wastelands into a huge vortex of confusion of light and shadow, gorgeous palace vaults, towering towers, and smooth streets, all of which were stirred into this terrifying vortex, spinning wildly in the "big hollow", whistling endlessly!

The archbishops floated above the "Great Hollow", staring at the swirling fragments of light and shadow, and the expressions on everyone's faces were extremely ugly.

They could see that there were a large number of dazed and panicked cultists gathered outside the torn block, and within the huge swirling vortex, there were probably also believers who were caught up in it......

This is no longer a problem that can be solved by one or two amnestics and area resets.

Archbishop Magnum's short red hair stood on end, and he looked at Yuri, his tone was unusually solemn, and his voice was as high as ever: "Archbishop Yuri, we must gather our troops at once-"

"As you say," Yuri took a deep breath, "we must gather our troops. ”

Selena Gehren floated quietly in the bishopric, suddenly tilted her head slightly, and muttered with a somewhat strange expression: "Gather troops......"

……

"At that time, we assembled our troops, and as soon as we gave an order, everyone came," Gawain sat at Patty's wheelchair, with a gentle smile on his face, and slowly recounted the story in his memory, "At that time, we were not as good as now, our food was not enough, and every time the army was assembled, no matter how much the lords emptied their families, they could often only scrape together enough for a month or two of military rations, so many knights and even knight servants and apprentices brought their own dry food. There is no gain in the war with the aberrants, everyone pays voluntarily. ”

Patty's eyes widened, "Like Dad once told me, 'Glory Expedition'?" ”

"That's right, the term glory expedition came from that time, meaning that everyone went to the battlefield not for plundering profits, but only for the glory in their hearts, but later this concept was destroyed by corrupt and degenerate nobles and became a word used to glorify plunder."

Patty thought for a moment and nodded, "...... I seem to get it. ”

Gao Wen quietly looked at the girl in the wheelchair and said slowly, "Really...... That's good. ”