The seven floors of the Supreme Tower, between prayers.

The girl was not praying.

She sat quietly in her wheelchair, her eyes closed, her long silver hair falling behind her.

And directly in front of her was a light, a pure white and unflawed light, a divine light that symbolized light and order—a deity, a manifestation on earth of the deity served by the Order—He had no name, no name, His very existence was a testament to order, He was the only god in heaven and on earth.

The Order calls Him Lord.

He is the Lord of order, and indeed of all, the Lord of all knowing, and the All-Powerful.

Even if it is just an incarnation of a projection, even if it is an artificially created sacred idol, since this light in front of us symbolizes the supreme god and the omniscient and omnipotent master, then it is worthy of every believer of the Order to bow down to Him, to offer their faith to Him, and to sacrifice their lives.

It's not about status, it's not about status, it's just about taking refuge in the heart.

But the girl sat quietly in her wheelchair, without speaking or praying, her eyes were closed the whole time, and if it weren't for the slight twitching of Joan's nose, it would have been easy to think that she was dead or a marble sculpture - and only because she was too quiet.

That's right, it's too quiet.

Perhaps it had something to do with her physique, the sound of the girl's breathing was very low, very weak, so weak that even if she lost her breath in the next moment, it would not surprise people in the slightest.

Porcelain dolls.

As long as you see her delicate face like a doll, and her slightly sickly pale complexion, it is easy to think of her as a beautiful and fragile porcelain doll.

But she's not a porcelain doll, she's Yulia Ulysses, a descendant of glory.

The Descendants of Glory have never been vulnerable to vulnerability, and even the most depraved of the Glorious have a physically strong body that ordinary people can hardly imagine—they are born strong, and they lack only the strength of the mind and will to harness it—but the girl is different from them, unlike most of the Glorious Ones.

Despite being at a distance from a real porcelain doll, she is indeed vulnerable.

Not weak, but fragile.

The young body carries too much responsibility and too much power...... Strength.

—Light. ”

The thin lips opened and closed slightly, revealing a warm breath.

The girl stretched out her hand, her slender white fingers slightly closed, as if grasping something.

But no—

Open your fingers, and all you can see is nothingness.

Sure enough, it was the purest form of light. ”

Obviously she didn't open her eyes, but Yulia couldn't help but murmur as if she had seen something.

"But...... It's not the color of the tinder. ”

Slightly confused, the girl tilted her head to think about the question: "It's not a small difference from the feeling of a lighthouse...... It should be more pure, more ...... Cold?"

Light comes in many colors.

Ordinary firelight has no color in her perception, it is a nothingness with only one outline like a pencil drawing, but the light with color is a special light, a light with extraordinary power.

For example, tinder.

The light of the tinder is a warm color, and it gives people a lazy feeling like the rising sun.

For example, lighthouses.

The lighthouse is the light in the darkness, the cold and pure light, which can dispel the darkness and open up chaos, but it cannot produce even the slightest warmth, it is just a complete machine, a completely dead thing.

But the light that the Order enshrines is very different from the feeling of a fire and a lighthouse.

It is very pure, it does not have the activity of a fire that seems to have a soul and a will of its own, nor is it just a completely dead thing like a lighthouse. There is no doubt that it is "alive" like fire, but unlike the liveliness of fire, it is very cold, and has an inorganic general intellect - although it also has the concept of warmth, and can really feel the temperature, but from the heart, it will feel cold.

Or cold.

Like a god on high, he looks down on mortals.

This is the essence of the Order.

King's Landing does not rule.

The girl thought that the doubts in her heart not only did not decrease, but increased.

Human beings are social animals, as long as a group is formed, there will be corresponding demands, and the Order, as the largest and strongest group in the current human world, cannot blindly pay without asking for anything in return like the sages in ancient legends, and there must be some kind of interest appeal hidden under their transcendent and external style, and this kind of appeal has nothing to do with the rise and fall of human beings, nor has anything to do with religious beliefs.

Rather than the life and death of human beings and the spread of faith, the believers of the Order are more concerned about their precepts.

It's just that it depends on whether they can return to heaven after death.

It is difficult for Yulia to understand why the fate of the dead is more important than the well-being of the living, or why anyone would abandon their wives so that they can ascend their souls to heaven after death.

It's just unreasonable.

The good-looking brows furrowed slightly, and the girl's perception of the Order was quite complicated.

On the one hand, the Order of Discipline is a solid shield and sharp sword indispensable against darkness and chaos, but on the other hand, the intentions of this vast and terrifying community of interests are so unclear that they are as unclear as a beast dormant in the abyss, and it is difficult to trust their backs to them.

Therefore, it is necessary to find out what they are doing.

At...... Before the Day of Judgment.

——！

Thoughts came to an abrupt halt here, and for the first time, a panicked look appeared on Yuria's beautiful face.

"Franks...... Do what you can......"

The silver teeth bited lightly, and the girl's shame did not last long, and the flush on her face quickly receded like flowing water—she turned her wheelchair unhurriedly, turning her back to the divine light pouring down between prayers, and although her eyes were still closed, for some reason, the uninvited teenager had a feeling of being scrutinized.

"I was going to surprise you," the Glory One, who had stopped in front of the prayer room, scratched his head a little embarrassedly as his sister "looked", "but...... I don't have any flowers on my face, so there's no need to keep staring at me like this, right?"

"Amy. Yulia uttered a short syllable.

"Huh?"

"It's not a gentleman's thing to be uninvited," the girl said calmly, without the slightest fluctuation in the expression on her face as she spoke, "besides...... Your surprise is like a ghost appearing behind me and covering my eyes and asking, 'Guess who I am?'"

"Actually, what I want to say is, 'No one cares if you cut your throat'. The young man said that the glorious person who was broken by the Tao can only use the dead duck's mouth to maintain his dignity and status as an elder brother.

"Oh," Yulia replied nonchalantly, "Cut throat." ”

"Huh?" Amy didn't react at once.

"Look," the girl said, spreading her hands, "isn't that a fool?"

The boy was speechless.

I could only make a haha and temporarily pass through the matter, and change the topic a little bluntly: "By the way, Yulia, are you still used to staying in the Order?"

"It's ok. The girl shook her head slightly, "What about you?"

"Is it on my side?" Amy smiled gently, habitually stretched out her hand, wanting to tease her sister's smooth silver hair like before, but the other party tilted her head to avoid it, and after touching her nose slightly embarrassed, she said, "It's pretty good, except for being slightly inferior in prosperity, all other aspects are pretty good, and there are not so many intrigues, everyone is very hospitable, but the enthusiasm is a little too much." ”

Speak against your heart without pressure.

"I've grown up, Amy. Yulia raised a good-looking brow, "Don't use the same trick to deal with the little girl, I'm not so perfunctory." ”

"Yes, yes. The boy nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and a forced smile involuntarily appeared on his serious face, "My Leah has become a big Lori." ”

"Lori?" Although the girl couldn't see the perfunctory smile and didn't know what this unfamiliar word meant, she still frowned, almost gritted her teeth, and said, "I always feel like you're thinking about something very rude." ”

"Absolutely not. In this regard, the Glory One naturally vetoed it.

Silent.

After a long while, Yulia said, "You'd better not let me catch the horse's feet." ”

"Of course. Amy replied subconsciously.

"......," the girl paused slightly, "I didn't hear anything. ”

"Ahem-" coughed dryly twice to hide his embarrassment, and the young man staggered the subject again, "Yuria, if there is anything unsatisfactory, you can just tell my brother, I just did the old man a favor, and I should be able to say a few words in the Order." ”

"Are you sure you're not asking him for help?" the girl asked in an affirmative tone.

"It's mutually beneficial. "Amyke isn't embarrassed at all," taking advantage of this opportunity, Franks can also expand his voice in the meeting of twelve. ”

When the Patriarch is absent and the Order is faced with a major decision, the White Bishop has the right to convene a Council of Twelve, and the decisions made by the Council have the same supreme authority as the Patriarch.

It would certainly be nice to be able to increase Franks' voice in the bishopric, but ......

The girl couldn't help frowning, and asked with concern, "Did you have something to do in the lower area?"

"It's all right," sighed the Glory One, who had already recognized his gaffe, "just a little trouble. ”

"There's no minor trouble associated with the meeting of the twelve," Yuria's tone was unusually cold, leaving no doubt that suppressed emotions would erupt like a volcano in the next moment, "Amy, I just said - don't treat me like a little girl, I've grown up. ”

"yes, she's grown into a big girl. The boy sighed, putting his hand on her head, and this time the girl did not dodge, "But it is really not a big deal, my side will solve it soon, and then I can take you out of the Order and live together." ”

"Amy......" Yulia paused slightly, wanting to say something, but couldn't say it for a while.

"What's wrong?" the young Glory Man couldn't help but ask, sensing the girl's abnormal stiffness.

"......" Yulia pursed her lips unconsciously, the tips of her teeth touching each other, and after a long while, she raised her head and said word by word, "I may have to stay in the Order." ”

Like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky, the young man was slightly stunned: "You...... Say what?"

"I," the girl's voice was soft, low, but unquestionable, "to stay in the Order. ”

"Why?" Amy asked.

"Didn't I tell you?" Yulia shook her head, her tone firm, "I've grown up. ”

Oh, yes...... You've grown up......

Looking at the girl's quiet face, the young man's heart was mixed, and he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad about this, but he ...... After all, it was empty, and it felt like something was missing.

This state of confusion lasted for a whole day, and at the end he could not remember how he had left the Tower of the Highest.

Just remember—

Under the light behind her, the girl seemed more and more holy.