Ajani turned and sat back down under the pergola, and Shamir snuck up behind the two of them. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The lion man spoke, speaking in a language Magellan did not understand, and Shamir whispered an interpreter for the two.

"Where, then, my honored guests, is the Holy Grail?"

As he spoke, the lionman placed a hand on the arm of his chair, revealing his steely claws.

"The Holy Grail fell into the abyss and was buried by the collapsed cathedral. ”

The knight, who had been silent, spoke for the first time.

"What's under the abyss?"

The question of the Lion Caliph was abrupt, and Magellan felt that it seemed to have a deep meaning.

"Underground sea. ”

The knight's answer caused a commotion among the mages around him.

"The mages had been speculating that there was water in the desert, but it was just hidden, and now it seems that this suspicion is true. Shamir explained to the two of them in a whisper.

The lionman nodded and waved his hand: "Return to the Oasis of the Moon, give our guests a welcome dinner worthy of their distinguished status." ”

The caliph's guards moved quickly, and Magellan and his men quickly mounted their camels and set off.

On the way, Shamir told them about what happened to the mages after Magellan met the Morning Star.

By the time they had gone to find Magellan and the Countess, they had already run away from Morning Star. The mages and the soldiers brought by the countess scattered in search of people, but they returned in vain, except for a few mages.

It was those mages who provided the Morning Star with supplies and shelter to get her here.

Most of the mages were like brothers, and the mages didn't hide anything, telling Shamir that it was to get the Holy Grail.

While Shamir was worrying about how to save Magellan and the Countess from the invincible Luna, the cathedral began to crumble.

The mages quickly determined the scale of the collapse, and they came to the conclusion that none of the four people who had penetrated into the cathedral, including Luna, could escape.

Just then, the caliphate's magical advisor, the current Lord of the White Tower, appeared.

She brought the news of the impending caliphate and ordered the mages to begin preparing a large magic without giving them a moment's time.

Then, in front of the caliph, who finally arrived, this grand scale of magic rescued four people.

After hearing this, Magellan was still confused, he didn't understand why the White Tower Mage's search for the inheritance of the ancient mage lord would involve the caliph Ajani, the patriarch of the Goldmane clan, and the leader of all the lionmen.

"That's for the Holy Grail. ”

"But didn't the king of the world and our emperor come by themselves?"

"Because this is the territory of lions. ”

"Spare me, if the King of the World hadn't remembered to find the Holy Grail, the Holy Grail would be just a story. ”

"But now the King of the World has remembered, and the person she sent is the Morning Star!"

Magellan shook his head, still thinking that this was not quite right: "He's Ajani, is it necessary to react so much? ”

"The king of the world has no friends," the countess put an end to Magellan's doubts, "and the Morning Star is the emperor of Shenluo, and the caliph must come in person." ”

Magellan thought about it, and it was true: "When I see her, I forget about it, it's not like an emperor......"

When Shamir eagerly inquired about Magellan's appearance of the Morning Star, the caravan arrived at its destination.

As the name suggests, the Oasis of the Moon is a crescent-shaped oasis with a small lake in the middle, and it is a large paradise.

The caliphate's guards had already built their palace in a ruined Christian citadel, and Magellan and the countess were each ushered into a comfortable room, where Shamir, who was in charge of the interpreter, told them that the caliph would have a dinner party in the evening, and that they had better clean up and rest before then.

Magellan sat in a chair, sipping black tea, looking at the Arafa-style room, and couldn't help but recall the hallucinations he had when he held the Holy Grail.

It was supposed to be a message recorded in the Holy Grail, but Magellan didn't understand what that meant.

The science that is worshipped as a god is nothing more than a mortal stonemason, and his disciple St. Paul is a powerful and inhuman religious maker. And the "god" who really provided divine power to work miracles was nothing more than a tool of St. Paul, who did not even have a basic respect for his collaborator in front of this mortal.

But what's the point?

The short old man didn't look like someone who would leave a message to record how majestic he was.

Magellan thought, thinking that maybe it was the prophecy.

A lot of times, prophecy is important, and the things in the prophecies don't necessarily happen, but they are always more likely to happen than other things. This is one of the most important things Magellan learned in a world of essence.

And now in the teachings of Scientology, the destruction of the world is the most certain and important prophecy.

What does that mean?

Does it mean that the end of the world is really coming?

Magellan thought so, and laughed to himself.

......

In the distant, unknown, untouchable darkness, a ball of light floats silently.

In the midst of it, a giant composed of pure light sat on a throne, with no sorrow or joy on his face.

"Well, this is the last fragment, and I finally got all my power back. ”

"Let the bell of judgment, then, ring. ”

......

The Caliph's dinner party was definitely worthy of his status as the king of Alpha, so that no one could see that the preparation time for this banquet was less than a day, and the conditions were so bad.

Ajani sat on a throne in the middle of the hall, a silver mane glittering in the light.

He is a living legend, and his natural silver hair at birth is an outlier among the Goldmane Clan, and many people who should have loved him hate him, even hate him.

But now, he is the king of the alpha and is called the "wise one".

Beside Morning Star sat the girl who had presided over the large-scale magic, and she was supposed to be the owner of the White Tower, Ajani's magical advisor.

She looked into the eyes of the morning star, which gave Magellan a bad premonition.

"Is that your boss?" he whispered to Shamir.

"Yes, she is our leader, the master of the White Tower. ”

"She used to fight with Morning Star in Emenchet?"

"Yes, so there is no better fit for the caliph to put her in charge of entertaining Her Majesty Luna. ”

Magellan told himself that it was nothing, but he still couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.

"Don't worry," whispered the countess, enjoying her meal gracefully, "and it will not affect the caliph's judgment. ”

The look on Magellan's face became even more strange, and he stumbled twice and stopped talking.