The top of Mount Michel, closer to the stars than the Temple of Olympia in terms of height alone, is home to two of the most mentioned magical buildings in the secret magic books, the most famous of the two, because it is almost the grandest embodiment of human architecture, comparable to the visual awe of a war, and it has three statues of gods standing in the triangle, "The Will" St. Carol with the heart of the Nibelon in his eyes, St. Peter the Thinker with his head down and flipping through a book, St. Taylor with a staff in his hand and looking up at the sky. Constitute the most basic three-pointed star magic array, under this magic array, there is a carving pattern that is more than countless times more than the Ka Miao Empire's superposition and compound of nearly a thousand large and small magic arrays, that is, the most vast book, recording all the wisdom crystallization of mankind since the victory over the dragon, in addition to recording the magic array, the last words of every temple cultivator will be engraved on the ground of the Silent Square, or the most beneficial argument for human beings and magic in the achievements of a lifetime, which is still observed and trampled by the latecomers, with profound implications.

The first candidate in Mayan history to ride a dragon to the temple, the young female sorcerer Gaka Miao has been squatting in the square for a month in a row, even lying on her stomach in the square, without saying a word, this state of being not only pious but also neurotic is obviously going to continue, and she even refused to meet with the Mayan Council of Ten People. Today, old Gord is once again in the Place of Silence and watches the young woman leaning quietly on the base of the statue of St. Peter and looking up at St. Carroll, the female deity who has opened her eyes to the "will", with the copy of "The Forbidden Zone" on her lap. Old Gord walked over and sat beside her, he was probably the only senior in the temple who was willing to chat with this junior, of course, old Gord had not communicated with people for too long, and some of the advantages brought by the old aristocratic status in the world were diluted, and now Old Gord was just a centenarian who was not talkative at all, and he didn't expect this child to talk to him, so he said to himself: "Gakka Miao, your feet are not the highest point of our world. Standing on the shoulders of the giants of the sages and winning the crown of magic requires every magician to climb beyond their abilities. That's the meaning of the sky overhead. ”

The young lady, who had never spoken to anyone since arriving at the temple, grinned dryly and smiled, "In my hometown, there is a fool who said something to the same meaning. He also said that the world of each of us is to draw a circle, and the bigger the circle you draw, the more curious and fearful you will be about the unknown territory outside the circle. So I always thought he was a stupid magician, but a clever nobleman. ”

Old Gord nodded slightly, convinced.

"I never knew if he was happy or lonely when he was arranging tens of thousands of dominoes, if he would think of certain people when he prayed at the monastery of Maidaiola, if he would feel bored when he copied scriptures with the old people," said a woman who belonged to the terrible young woman in the temple. The elegant Duchess told me that cleverness is not necessarily wisdom, but wisdom must be cleverness, and if you understand this, you will be a qualified lady, but, old God, when I get out of here, will it take twenty years or more, and then I will be an ugly old woman?"

Old Gord smiled, "I don't think so, youth will especially favor a young lady like you." ”

The girl turned her head to look at the old man dressed in white, and said with a slight smile: "Old Gold, thank you." ”

The old man shook his head and said, "As long as you can keep up the hard work and hard work you are now, and go and surprise us old men one after another, that is the best thanks." But old God, Gakka, does not want you to be proud, for many of the people who have been to Michel and walked out of the temple have performed many feats beyond imagination. Even, it has never been recorded by Maya, like my teacher, no matter what glory she has achieved, she has always adhered to the faith in her heart. Old God's wish you could be a magician like her. ”

She nodded, "In the Dragon Vein, Karapei told me about her deeds, before my grandfather was even born, she was strong enough to expel the black dragon Dandong from the dragon's lair, and finally caused the seriously injured dragon to fall into the territory of the White Rose Dynasty. ”

The old man fell into deep remembrance.

She blinked and asked, "All these years, I've been aiming to catch up with her. Old Gold, I say so, you're not going to be angry, are you?"

Old Golder laughed heartily, and seemed to be more and more willing to talk and chat because he had found a confidant: "Of course not, my teacher herself wants to be surpassed, and she doesn't like to be looked up to by others at all." I remember when I was younger, she sat in the same place as you, pointed to the statue of St. Carroll, and said to me that the true meaning of the gods is to guide, not to worship, but many people have forgotten this. At least a few of our unsuccessful students have disappointed her without exception. So old Godd hopes that Miss Gakka Miao can break the record of this Mayan temple that has been sealed for a hundred years, hey, leak a little secret to you, there are many old fellows in the Council of Ten who are angry with the teacher, because she did something even more 'excessive' than you did, and refused the request to carve countless new magic circles created by her in the square, which is a pity for the Silent Square, isn't it? I'm afraid old Gord won't live that day. Haha, So, Miss Kaka won't be angry, right?"

The girl smiled, she didn't like to show a smile, once she laughed, it was always the most charming scenery, erected the cover of the yellowed and mottled book, with her chin on her head, looking into the distance, stunned, for a long time, finally spoke: "Old God, if one day I miss my hometown and ride a dragon away from the Mayan Mountains, will you be angry?"

Old Gode was stunned for a moment, and said softly: "The temple will be angry, but Old Godd will not. ”

The young lady who insisted on wearing a family crest jumped off the base of the statue, turned around and waved goodbye to the old man, and continued to copy a magic circle in the center of the square.

Her jumping movements are light and graceful, just like when she jumped off the top of a giant dragon's head, which is memorable.

Old Gord sighed: "It's good to be young. Ride a dragon to meet your beloved? Which bastard deserves this treatment?"

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In the past two days, the imperial capital has been bustling, a large number of generals and nobles have rushed to the southern border with their retinues, and at this time, many leaflets praising the tyranny and cruelty of the Titans have sprung up in the city, and the streets are galloping with tall horses, and on horseback, there are well-armored imperial warriors on horseback, and on the balconies, beside the streets, there are ladies and ladies who stand stupidly watching their lovers and lovers go away. Octavian, the great dragon lance knight, lined up outside the Earl's palace with dozens of family descendants, holding a bouquet of roses that his son had picked from the garden, is there a warmer farewell gift in the world? Augustine touched his godson's head and said softly: "Little Clough, your father is not good at poetry, but he blows a triumphant song on the battlefield, which is the most moving collection of poems." The godfather's father is not good at killing enemies, but the pen in his hand can still fight for his family. They are all the bravest fathers in the world. Little Clough, you are still young, you don't need to rush to choose a spear or quill, when you are older, you will naturally know what you need to pick up, and the godfather believes that you will make the right choice. When the time comes, the godfather, your parents, your grandfather, will support you. ”

Mrs. Richmond, who had "usurped" the throne during the penance of Old Clough Abbey and tried to change the ancient family according to her own wishes, was a little thoughtful and slightly ashamed. At the beginning, the old lord gave 120 knights and a million Caesars to the castle of poetry, which caused an uproar within the family, and the shrewd family members led by her directly rejected it at the meeting of the Clough family. Mrs. Richmond still has no regrets about all this, but she especially saw this obsidian guest who only retained the status of an ordinary priest, and there was a trace of unspeakable melancholy in her heart.

Augustine and the old earl had afternoon tea in the garden, and the Lady of Richmond herself had made a pot of fine Ceylon black tea, and stayed with little Clough, and for the first time the family that had felt cold and rusty with the empire revealed a warm atmosphere, like the warm winter sun.

The old earl narrowed his eyes and smiled evilly, "Augustine, I have heard that a female knight wearing a mask has reappeared in the Saxon forest, causing a lot of trouble for a new round of holy war. Why, a swan slipped away quietly in Black Swan Lake?"

Augustine pretended to be stupid and said: "Maybe the great heretic Andrei has two daughters, right? For her sake, I had a big misunderstanding with the sissy Helen. Only a fool would let go of a black swan worth more than 1.2 million Caesar gold coins. ”

The old man smiled and didn't judge.

Mrs. Richmond turned her head, a little helpless. She wondered if it was a small mistake for her to stay, and she really couldn't expect His Excellency the Archon to have an elegant conversation with the vampire count.

The old earl changed the subject and said, "Augustine, have you heard the most terrifying story of the epic continent written by Empress Kamiao? Not only did he defeat the 40,000 alien races gathered outside the Bell Fortress, but for the first time in recent decades, he took the initiative to attack and slaughtered more than 20 tribes. Now it seems that the few principalities that were moaning under the iron hooves of Kamiao were very lucky, at least the commoners did not suffer much damage except for the hapless noble kings and noble knights. I heard that His Majesty the Emperor has clearly expressed his admiration, and is ready to send an envoy headed by Foreign Minister Achim to the Far North to offer to share the dominion of the New Gospel Continent. Perhaps, they will form a holy offensive and defensive alliance, which is a new poem for the Empire and Ka Miao, and I believe that the Titans will not want to see such an outcome. ”

Augustine hesitated for a moment and sighed, "I heard about it, but what really struck me was not Ka Miao's fierce iron horseman, but the potential dominance shown by that empress, which almost permeated politics, military affairs, and culture. She said that it is impossible to change an empire in one generation, but she can make the first change, and then cultivate a qualified heir, so that the country can maintain a benign inertia sprint, can we imagine what kind of Ka Miao will be a hundred years from now? Like our empire, a sleeping lion, does not snooze forever. ”

Augustine hesitated again, "She has shown foresight beyond at least a century in our world, and it may not be in the long-term interests of the Holy Empire for us to form an offensive and defensive alliance with such an ambitious nation. ”

Mrs. Richmond's eyes were full of surprise, and she stopped talking.

Augustine laughed at himself, "I'm a pessimist. ”

The old earl smiled and said, "This cannot be heard by the court. ”

Augustine smiled bitterly: "Yes, especially at this sensitive moment when His Majesty the Emperor has some kind of suspicion about me. Her Royal Highness seemed to have taken the initiative to let me be sent to the jury, but she still won. ”

Mrs. Richmond seemed to be curious about this wonderful secret battle hidden under the table, and turned her head again to look at the family priest who was leisurely sipping black tea. But the two men, separated by two generations, soon turned to a discussion that made the lady laugh and cry.

"Little Augustine, have you figured out how to write my biography?"

"The preamble begins with a good idea. ”

"Tell me about it. ”

"Maybe the writing isn't so beautiful. And it will make the vast majority of aristocratic readers lose it when they see the beginning. ”

"It's all right, I'm mentally prepared, if I wanted the words to be beautiful, I would have promised His Majesty the Emperor to hire a court poet. ”

It begins like this: The last head of the Clough family asked the young Penronna: "Son, how can you snatch someone else's bride from a wedding?" Many years passed, and after being punished and demoted by the empire for an unprecedented time, His Majesty the Emperor asked: Do you regret the mistake you made when Penronna, who changed from a marquis to a count overnight? The middle-aged man replied: No, it is not bad to be an earl that makes many dukes and marquis feel uncomfortable. Finally, this hateful fellow had made many of his enemies old and old as they wished, and stayed in Maidaiola to practice, and a priest asked, "Old Clough, if someone hurts you, how will you forgive him?" The old man grinned, "Forgiving him is God's business, and the only thing I have to do is to send these unsighted bastards to God." ”

The old earl, who had been pricking up his ears, laughed uncontrollably, and laughed out of tears.

How many old guys can feel no regrets about a life that is not short?

Mrs. Richmond bowed her head and took a sip of black tea, which seemed to be extraordinarily sweet.

The chief butler of Clough walked into the garden, saluted, looked at the young monk and whispered, "Young Master Augustine, there is a mother and daughter from the province of Richelieu who wish to express their gratitude to you. ”

The old earl smiled strangely.

Augustine thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Please let them go." ”

The butler bowed and walked straight away.

Mrs. Richmond was stunned for a moment, and then she figured it out.

Outside the Earl's Palace, the mother and daughter, who had been denied entry, lingered for a moment, and the lady took the hand of her disappointed daughter, "Let's go, Tess. ”

The young lady, who had already dressed as a magical intern at the St. Carroll Academy, asked sadly, "Mother, is the priest who is said by the Academy to be the young master Augustine from the Homeric epic, tired of us?" ”

Mrs. Mena squeezed her daughter's slender hand, whose joints were blue from nervousness, stared at her sad face, shook her head and said softly, "No, Master Augustine is still treating us with kindness in his way. The Empire doesn't understand him, but we can't. I finally understood why Don Quixote the Elder would be willing to walk alone for such a young nobleman. ”

The two Richelieu ladies bowed and left gently.

In the garden, when the old earl had departed, Mrs. Richmond looked at the young man who was still playing by her godson's neck, and asked, "Augustine, if I ask a presumptuous question, will you feel angry, afraid, or alarmed?"

Augustine, who was holding his godson's immature hands, smiled, "Of course. For example, I'm afraid that little Clough will pee on my head right now. ”

Mrs. Richmond smiled.

From this moment on, he won the popularity of everyone in Clough.