Charles sensed two shining stardust slowly dissolving in his mind, injecting the knowledge contained in them into his consciousness, and countless pieces of information followed, just a little bit at the beginning, which made Charles feel like a torrent of knowledge was spreading.

There was too much information, and the wave of consciousness in Charles's mind was still fighting back against Her Majesty's invading consciousness, and at this moment he had no energy left to examine it carefully, so he could only wait for Her Majesty to complete her knowledge request, and regard the pain as a tempering of his own will.

Judging from Charles' experience, Her Majesty is not indefinitely adherent, at first she can only communicate with Charles for a few minutes, and then she does not hold on for more than ten minutes and eight minutes, and her strength seems to be somewhat limited.

But today, the time for 'her' to come is obviously longer than before, and the image of the girl in Charles's mind has changed one after another, and each one has been carefully observed by 'her' for a long time before being let go.

"Your Majesty, what exactly are you looking for? Can you tell me and maybe I can help you with something...... Or we'll look for ....... next time."

Charles's will was still not tenacious enough, and he couldn't stand the pain in his brain for more than ten minutes, so he had to ask "her" if she would come back next time.

"I'm ...... What are you looking for?"

"I ...... What have you lost?"

"Her Majesty" spoke unconsciously, as if he was thinking, as if he was questioning himself, and at this moment, Charles actually felt 'her' in a ghostly sense...... Frail.

How can Her Majesty be vulnerable?

"What exactly do you like....... Girls?"

Charles changed his way of asking based on his experience, although this question sounded a bit lazy, but Charles could only ask so bluntly, it was too vague to estimate that 'she' couldn't understand it.

“........”

"Girls like me, are you?"

“........”

Charles was truly shocked, and it was the first time that Her Majesty had shown such an inquiring attitude towards Charles, which completely subverted the class suppression subordination between the two.

A girl like 'her'?

Charles thought for a moment and tried to ask, "Are you looking for the 'Queen'?" I know some, but it's just a ....... 'play' that might help you." ”

“.......”

Seeing that Her Majesty remained silent and did not object, Charles conjured up in his mind the image of a noble, wise, gentle, wealthy, and noble queen.

The elven queen Gelladriel in "The Lord of the Rings", although she doesn't look very much in line with Charles's aesthetics, but she definitely fits the female image of the word 'queen'.

Charles begins with the first appearance of the Elven Queen in "The Lord of the Rings", her gentle smile and wise eyes are so charming, and the elegant and noble image displayed in her gestures slowly unfolds in Charles's mind as the play develops, and Her Majesty, who is connected to Charles' consciousness through the dark night treacherous face, also silently accepts these images.

Charles doesn't remember the elf queen's role in "The Lord of the Rings" completely, he can only pick out those clear memories to show to Her Majesty, such as the elf queen in the end to bear the magic of the ring, give many friends gifts, etc., but even so, this time the consciousness communication lasted for one or two minutes.

In these twenty minutes, because Her Majesty did not actively invade Charles's mental memory, but just silently watched his words, the automatic defense mechanism in Charles's mind also stopped, and the wave of consciousness no longer frantically counterattacked 'her' invasion, and the consciousness exchange between the two was rarely smooth and calm.

"Your Majesty, there are a lot of details that I don't remember very well, but I think this should be the image you are looking for......"

“.........”

There was another bitter silence, and then 'she' said coldly: "No one will always be great, her whole person is false, I think the queen ...... That's how it should be!"

A domineering queen in a black robe with a pair of horns on her head appeared, she was cold, she was powerful, she was vicious, she was murderous, but she was also kind and innocent, and she was also a sunny little girl.

This is Maleficent, the queen of the forest in Maleficent, a dark witch who has been given a different color by Angelina Jolie.

Charles grimaced, he really didn't want Her Majesty to be like Maleficent, although in the end she seemed to be kind again, but a witch is a witch, how can a beauty full of evil compare to a gentle queen in the sun?

“........”

"Your Majesty, please tell me what kind of girl I still need?I have time to sort through my memories, and I'll be sure to find out which one of your favorites ......." Charles wondered if he should strengthen the good memories in his mind, and increase the bright side of 'her' when the time came.

"I ...... Or do I prefer the pleasures I seek!" Her Majesty was silent for a moment, and then gave an answer that made Charles desperate.

'She' is still interested in actively digging through her own memories, which is terrible news.

"Remember to present a divine object a month later. ”

The darkness within a radius of several hundred meters had a tendency to dissipate, and Charles knew that Her Majesty was finally leaving, so he rushed to correct at the last moment: "Okay Your Majesty, after two months and fifteen days, I will offer the divine object." ”

The queen stipulated that the sacred object should be offered once every three months, and it has only been a dozen days since Aurelian once sacrificed the divine object, and now that 'she' has miscalculated the time, Charles naturally has to correct it.

"Anyway, 'she' is just me now, can she still kill me?" Charles suddenly felt confident.

"You're already on credit!"

"Crackle!"

Before the pure darkness dissipated completely, small bolts of lightning suddenly appeared, but they did not draw on Charles, but just brushed against his body, which was a warning to him.

Two delicate short blades floated in the air, just as they had been when the Night Trick appeared.

Moonlight shone through the cracks in the branches, skimming the two short blades without reflecting any light. Charles reached out and held it, feeling their excitement, as if he had been waiting for Charles to lead them into the darkness.

"Did I owe it on credit?

"Dancing Blade, that's the name...... Average....."

The wilderness at night was so quiet that no one came to witness the complacency and pretense of a fellow.

Charles stretched out his arms and embraced the field, the black spiritual power vortex in his body trembled slightly, and the scene on the field suddenly seemed to change something, but if he looked closely, nothing had changed, only a figure was missing.

Assassin Talent: Stealth, the ultimate skill that makes opponents desperate.

The assassin hidden in the shadows is the nightmare of all enemies, stoically waiting for that moment of opportunity, stealing the lives of the enemy with one blow, worthy of the "king of the shadows".

Charles felt that all the gray spiritual power molecules within nearly a hundred meters of him echoed with the spiritual power vortex in his body, and they trembled gently at the same frequency, obscuring the shadow of himself walking quickly across the field.

"It's amazing, it's just a little slower than the hunter's speed, maybe it will make up for this shortcoming when the rank rises in the future!" Charles said with a slight dissatisfaction as he felt that his speed in the stealth state was much slower.

Charles lifted his stealth and activated the Hunter's Swift Skill, and hurried through the wilderness back to Nasser City, where he was going to take advantage of the iron to find out how many rats were on his doorstep.

Taking advantage of the hurry, Charles clicked on the knowledge ant in his mind and began to carefully check the information about the Moorish church.

The Moorish Church is not called the Moorish Church in Her Majesty's intellectual records, but is called the Moorish Order, and their leaders are only marked as 'Presidents', not 'crowns', 'popes', and 'patriarchs' like the Church of Light, the Church of the Twilight, and the Church of Justice.

Moore Medeus, the founder of the Moorish Order, was born in the Dark Night Church, and after successfully advancing to the third rank of the Dark Night System 'Night Traveler' a few decades ago, he left the hinterland of the Northern Night Church and founded the Moorish Order in Vispor, a small city on the coast of the North Sea, and rapidly expanded to the hinterland of the continent in the following decades.

Among the knowledge Charles obtained, there was not much information about the power of the Moorish Order, but a brief introduction to some of the transcendent methods they were used to, and Charles only took a cursory look at it, and felt a strong dark and bloody smell.

According to the information given by Her Majesty, the Moorish Church is a small branch of the Dark Church, belonging to a small miscellaneous sect that does not enter the stream, and it is not a big deal.

"Well, it's not a big deal, I'm the only one!"

As for the other stardust with knowledge about spiritual power potions, Charles was dizzy and dizzy when he first came into contact with some of them.

"If I figure it all out, can I go up to the top of the tower and sit down?"

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