Volume 1: The Mystery of the Shadows, Chapter 18: The Queen's Supper
The afterglow of the twilight surged slowly into the earth like a silent tidal wave, and the magnificent city of Slom spread out like a picture of tranquility under the shroud of twilight like a thin veil.
In the middle of the palace, a magnificent altar rises in the setting sun, which leads by ninety-nine white stone steps to the top platform, which is a hundred square meters in size, and on three sides are placed at equal intervals of nine huge stone torches in the shape of a crown.
Its name is [Altar of Kings].
On the circular corona stone platform in the center of the altar, a silver egg engraved with strange patterns lies quietly in the center.
King Welsh XX, King of Audric, stood on the altar, with Curran, Prince of Gore, at his side.
Behind the two of them stood a female general with long silver hair, an old man with gray hair, and a white-armored female knight with blond hair and brown eyes. They are:
City Guard General, [Silver Hime] Hillman Wenlin.
Former Knight of Kings, [Horn of the Sun] Connellus C. Linton.
Knight of Kings, [Net Angel] Harriet Lopez.
"Everything is ready, Your Majesty." Curran smiled and said, "According to the contract, my men are already waiting in the palace to leave. β
Cavendish Welles looked at the silver egg in the center of the altar with his hands folded, and said slowly, "How long will it stay after it comes?" β
"Three days." Curran replied, "According to the agreement, the Gole Empire will send a total of a hundred soldiers. β
Cavendish smiled and said, "Audric has only sent a hundred men. β
"You are a king of your word." Curran smashed his right fist on his left chest, "Thank you again for your generosity. β
"Needless to say, Prince Curran." Cavendish looked at the sky above him, "We've waited long enough. β
"As you wish." Curran said respectfully.
He turned to look at Hill Manvenlin, who was also unambiguous, taking the Dragonhorn Longbow from his waist and handing it to him with a blank face.
After nodding politely, Curran took the longbow, and his first reaction was that the artifact was not as heavy as it seemed, but rather made the bearer feel a subtle sense of coordination, as if the bow was in touch with people's hearts.
"The relics are really not simple."
With a solemn compliment, Curran walked over to the Frost King's dragon egg and raised the longbow with both hands to his chest.
As if sensing it, the bowstring of the longbow trembled slightly, emitting a long dragon groan, and the mysterious pattern on the dragon's egg lit up.
"There is no problem with the initial matching, and the next thing is to make the dragon soul and the body one." Curran whispered, "It may not take too long, please be patient, Your Majesty." β
Cavendish nodded, raised a hand, and said, "Please begin, Prince Curran." β
Curran bowed slightly, and his eyes became solemn. He took a deep breath and began to recite the prayer:
"I pray that your soul will return to the flesh
It makes the cold body even colder
Make the burning heart even hotter
In the name of Stryker, the god of dragons
I pray that your will will be restored to your name
You are the messenger of winter, the scholar of the bitter cold realm
You are a poet who shakes the heart
You are the Lord of Frost, Ornoth! β
As the prayer of the first verse ended, a bitter cold breath poured out of the dragon's horn bow, and in the face of this majestic chill, the snowflakes of Slom were no longer cold, and the north wind became docile and pleasant.
The Frost King's dragon egg rose from the altar as if it had come to life, like a magnificent and elegant tumbler, and the silver light that overflowed from its body could not be extinguished.
The second prayer has begun, and the object of prayer has been changed to the owner of the mausoleum.
"Black flowers from hell
A playmaker of pain and pleasure
The Great Queen of the Shadow Country
The supreme mistress of the Dome
The first wife of the King of kings
I have no intention of disturbing your deep sleep
Please accept my sacrifice
Terella Cleopatra
Allow me to worship your kingdom! β
"I don't want it." Terrella said.
"But...... Since I received a tribute of eleven gold coins plus four silver coins, can't I buy two clothes a little? Levi said bitterly, "You know, I'm not buying clothes for myself." β
Terrella stood in front of Levi and said impatiently, "You really ask for a lot, don't you?" β
She has long since returned to her normal size, except for her facial features and hair color, her ears and skin have been replaced with the appearance of ordinary people, and she is wearing an ice blue thin skirt "woven" with her hair, and her gestures exude a full and mature charm.
"I think my request is very reasonable." "I'm just suggesting you get dressed, put away your pointed ears, and change your skin tone...... Do you want to cause a riot? β
"Is it hard to see witches in this day and age?" Terrella said nonchalantly, "I've done as you say, can I go to dinner now?" β
"The sun hasn't set, it's too early to eat." "It's not about time, it's a cold winter, isn't it striking that you're wearing a gauze dress that matches the exact color of your hair?" Levi said. β
"Then give me your robe."
"My robe ......," Levi said, grabbing the loose placket of his shirt in pain, "you are the queen, you should pay attention to your appearance, and change into a decent outfit, won't you be refreshed?" β
The way Terella wore his robes was imprinted in his mind, and it had to be said that it had a different flavor, but it reminded him of the special preferences of some of the Odryk nobles...... I heard that there was a viscount who was particularly fond of female knights, so he bought his lover ten sets of knightly armor with an open chest and exposed thighs, and changed his tricks every day, which became an interesting story in the aristocratic circle.
"I don't think you can wear my clothes anymore...... You can't use your hair to make clothes. Levi said solemnly.
Terella looked Levi in the eye, thought about it for a moment, and replied, "Well, I do hate this color. β
She lifted the ice-blue skirt, revealing her bare feet under the hem, and these bony feet on the snow gave Levi a wonderful artistic inspiration, and if he had a pen and paper, he would be interested in making an oil painting of these feet on the spot.
Terrella walked towards the middle of the street.
"Where are you going?" Levi came to his senses and hurried after her, walking side by side with her.
"Didn't you say you wanted to buy clothes?" She glanced at Levi and strode briskly through the streets.
The location of the two is the needlework alley on the bank of the Canglan River, and the most important thing is the tailor shop. Finding a medium-sized shop, Levi pulled Terella in and broke in, and the shopkeeper and tailor almost didn't rub her eyes off when she saw Terella, who was dressed in cool clothes and was naked.
"Good day." Levi came to the counter, "Please recommend me some black women's clothes." β
The young tailor glanced at Terrella again, then nodded, and led the two inside.
"You're good at observing women?" Terella followed Levi's, looking at the clothes on the hangers in the store with a fresh look.
"Why do you say that?" Levi asked.
"You guessed the color I liked." "Actually, I like crimson as well. β
"I can't guess." Levi touched his nose and said, "I'm just guessing you don't hate black at least." β
Pulling back the curtains, the tailor pointed to the dazzling array of hangers and said, "These are the favourites of the ladies of the Slom nobility, as well as some winter coats......
He took out a pure black tunic with a gaurav collar, and the skirt looked very exaggerated: "This one is very good, you see that this skirt is made of whale whiskers......"
"It's ugly." Terella said with a frown.
The tailor was stunned, he smiled and put the skirt back, then picked up a long black fluffy dress with a large neckline and sparse pleats, with bubble-like sleeves, and said, "This skirt is characterized by the hip pads......"
"Ugly." This time Terella didn't even have a expression, just spat out a word.
"Let's pick for ourselves." Levi said to the tailor with a smile.
The tailor touched the sweaty head, nodded and walked outside, and helped to close the curtain with interest. He didn't know why, he was scared of the beautiful lady from the bottom of his heart, but the more mean her comments, the more pleasant he became...... The tailor sat back at the counter, a little confused.
Glancing at the thick red curtain, Levi said to Terella, "Pick whatever you want." β
Terella's gaze quickly swept over the clothes and said slowly, "Do you know what color I hate the most?" β
Levi pondered for a moment and said, "White? β
"You guessed it again." Terrella smiled, walked over to the hanger, and reached out to look through it.
Levi stood behind her, with his back to the curtain, patiently waiting.
"Audrick's aesthetic likes to accentuate the lines of a woman's body." Terella came to a conclusion, "Especially around the waist, I don't understand how to breathe with something so tightly tied?" β
She picked up a corset from a pile of hangers, shook it in front of Levi's eyes, and threw it away.
"What kind of clothes do you like?" Levi was idle and idle, and asked casually.
"Exposed, wild, painful." Terella replied to Levi in three words, then picked up a dress that was almost transparent from front to back, "That's it." β
"What does pain mean?" Levi couldn't understand Terella's description, and when he saw the dress in her hand, he rubbed his temples and said, "It's good if you like it, but it's too cold to go out dressed like this, and you'll have to buy another coat." β
He looked around and took a short leather black coat, which Terrella glanced at and did not object.
Before paying the bill, Levi looked at Terella's mud-stained feet, was silent for a while, and said to the tailor, "Please take another pair of women's boots, twenty-three centimeters." β
After paying for a silver coin, and after Terella had changed her clothes and put on new shoes, Levi had the courage to take to the streets with the Shadow Queen.
"You can tell with your eyes how big my feet are?" Terrella asked curiously.
"Almost." Levi said, "If the visual inspection goes wrong, you can make yourself smaller." β
As winter nights set early, Levi and Terella arrived at a riverside restaurant south of the city called Hamilton's Potato Farm, first known for its variety of fried potatoes and owned by a retired royal chef.
The south of Slom is home to the powerful, whether it's Elm Hill Street or Bishop's Lane, where nobles below the viscount are embarrassed to live.
There weren't many people in the restaurant, so Levi chose a window spot and looked out over the vast Canglan River in the warm, bright yellow light.
The fire in the fireplace was blazing, and Terella, dressed in black, took off her coat to reveal the long dress she had chosen herself, the neckline of which was almost split to her navel.
"I'm curious, what exactly is your purpose, Levi?" Tyrella glanced at the chic glass lighting, "It took so much effort to deceive a friend and then fabricate a non-existent character. β
Levi was looking at the wine list carefully, and he said, "What is your purpose?" There are so many mysteries on you...... It shouldn't even be in this day and age. β
Terella rested her elbows on the white tablecloth, resting her cheek with one hand and laying it flat with the other, her index finger gently stroking the tablecloth: "Forget it, I don't know your purpose, and you don't know my purpose, that's not bad." β
"Was there any good wine in your time?" Levi asked suddenly.
Terella pondered for a moment and replied, "It's hard to say, the Highlanders like to drink Thunder Spirits, the Glacier Iron Mountain people like Fire Shochu, the Southern Isles have the precious Dragon's Breath, and the Shadow Country's traditional wine is Ozer Blood Wine. β
"What about you, which one do you like to drink?" Levi listened with some fascination.
"Blood wine." Terella rightfully said.
Levi closed the wine list and said, "The method of making blood wine has been lost, but it should be similar to the taste of Chamel's wine...... I took a look and I couldn't drink top wines here. β
Terrella curled the corners of her mouth and said, "Then another one?" β
"No, forget it...... We can't afford to drink even the best wine. "I think there's only two options, the traditional oak of Audrick or the lower vintage Holus. β
"Holus." Terella waved her hand, "Sounds better." β
Levi nodded and said, "Then today's main dish is beef." β
The two exquisite gourmets looked at each other and smiled.
Waiters arrive at the table with trolleys and are served fragrant dishes: fried quail, southern roast beef, pan-fried veal steak, and a mash and onion bisque...... Steamed syrup pudding and cheese toast awaited them.
Levi is accustomed to chewing slowly, and Terella is less particular about table manners, preferring to use a knife to handle everything rather than holding the cutlery in both hands, but this does not make her look vulgar, but rather reflects a dashing and uninhibited style.
"The wines produced at ChΓ’teau Holuse are less affected by the vintage." Levi wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "Unlike other wines, which have a refreshing taste. β
Terella was pouring wine into her glass for the third time, and she always took small sips but drank it all: "It's not my favorite style, but it's good to try it once in a while." β
The two of them did not eat or drink slowly, and as time passed, Terella was fine, and Levi's face turned crimson.
"You're not drinking very well." Terrella said.
Levi smiled and said, "It's definitely not as good as you." β
"Full...... Let's talk, I haven't gotten with people for too long. β
"We talked all night yesterday, didn't we?"
"It's not about those things, it's about changing some interesting topics." Terella leaned forward slightly, her chest pressed diagonally against the tablecloth, squeezing out a ravine, "Take it easy." β
Levi relaxed his shoulders slightly, leaned back in his chair, and said, "I did feel relaxed tonight. β
"Let's get started, then." Terella's eyes narrowed, "What kind of woman do you like?" β
Levi was silent for a moment, then raised his glass and took a sip of it, pursing his lips.
What was the first thing Nineveh said to himself?
The thin but calm girl had dry and messy black hair when they first met, but her eyes were as bright as stars in the sky.
"You look tired."
She looked at herself, obviously humble, but like ...... But it seems that it does not belong to this world, does not belong to this world, does not belong to this time and space, as if it is a speck of dust outside the world.
"But I slept a long time every day, and I didn't wake up until dawn." He smiled.
She tilted her head slightly, there seemed to be nothing in her eyes, her eyes were empty and empty.
"Do you have a heart?"
This was the second sentence she said.
Levi touched his nose and looked at Terella in front of him, the beautiful woman quietly waiting for his answer, her red eyes filled with a vast ocean, bottomless but magnificent.
It's not empty eyes, it's not Nineveh's eyes.
"I like ...... A woman who is smart but does not think she is smart, a woman who is ignorant but not shallow, a woman who has desires but no desires, a woman who is human but not human. Levi said slowly.
"Sounds like you must like that woman."
Terella nodded, no comment, poking her knife into a small piece of pudding, putting it in her mouth and chewing it.
"What about you, what kind of man do you like?" Levi asked rhetorically with a smile.
Terella raised an eyebrow, stared at the half-eaten quail and said, "Hmm...... It's not a man like you anyway, you're too thin, and you're still a gloomy guy. β
"It's normal, I don't have any female popularity." Levi said indifferently.
Tyrella glanced at him, then lowered her gaze and continued to look at the quail and said, "That's just because you didn't treat the woman around you as a woman. β
"You mean I can admire you as a woman?"
"Of course you can, but I don't mean me." Terella picked up the knife and stuck it in a small piece of the quail's breast, shoving it into her mouth, "You can at least tell that your little landlord likes you, right?" β
Levi laughed noncommittally and didn't say a word.
"It seems that women, no matter how old they are, like to talk about love." He said helplessly, "Even a woman like you who has lived for at least a thousand years." β
"Hehe, I know you're talking to me...... Chaos is not alive. Terella smacked her lips in satisfaction and smiled contemptuously.
Levi narrowed his eyes and said, "Actually, you are very attractive, why did Saladin not die and live for your love, but married a lot of women?" β
Terella was unmoved by Levi's words, just raised her glass, drank it all in one gulp, and then stretched out her bright red tongue and licked her lips.
"Do you want to know?"
"I want to hear about it."
"He's scared of my sexuality."
Terrella squinted and smiled.
The corners of Levi's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile.
"Awesome." He conceded defeat.
"Passing the prize." Terrella is not modest.
Suddenly, there was a muffled thunderclap in the sky above Slom City.
Strands of blue light intertwined in the night sky like a marvelous picture, and like a sparkling sea, upside down in the sky above Slom.
Countless stars twinkled and moved behind the blue light, exuding an eternal light, and in the deep blue starry sky, a huge pale shadow fellβ
"How so?"
Curran said in a lost voice.
He looked at the magnificent palace above him, a complex larger than the city of Slom standing upside down in the night sky, wrapped in a sea of blue stars that did not belong to the pitch black night sky.
In the center of the pale complex, a large Frost Gate floats silently, at the junction of the blue sea of stars and the darkness of night.
This is the tomb of the Hime, and the whole Slom is in its shadow.
"Why didn't it all come?" Cavendish Welsh's expression was uncertain.
He glanced at the Frost Gate, then at Curran, and asked, "If I'm not mistaken, you said that the gate of the Jiling Tomb would descend on this king's altar, what is the situation now, Prince Curran?" β
With his hands still clenched in his hand, Curran looked up at the majestic palace like a mountain, and was speechless for a while.
[Horn of the Sun] Connellus quietly looked at the night sky that seemed to have been torn off, and his old eyes showed a hint of shock, and he said, "Is this the Temple of Nothingness?" β
Suddenly, there was a small "click" sound from the altar.
Everyone, including King Cavendish and Prince Curran, turned their heads to look at the middle of the altarβ
The Frost King's dragon egg cracked and shattered, and countless eggshells were scattered into shards of various sizes and scattered into the altar.
Inside the eggshell, it was empty.
"There's nothing in the dragon egg?" Curran looked at the altar with incredulous eyes, and he walked over quickly, but he couldn't change the fact that the dragon egg was broken, and he couldn't find anything in the eggshell.
King Cavendish walked up to Curran, stared at the shattered eggshells, and suddenly chuckled softly.
"What an interesting gift, is this the sincerity of the Gorers?" He said slowly.
Curran clenched his fists slightly, and his mood calmed down.
"Your Majesty, I didn't know beforehand." He turned to Cavendish Wells, "Even if it's only half there, I've helped you find the Tomb of Himere." β
Cavendish narrowed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and said with a smile, "You're right, then how are we going to enter the Ji Tomb, Prince Curran?" β
Curran pondered for a moment and replied, "The original plan is no longer available, but since the tomb of Ji has descended overhead, there must be a way to enter, but it is no longer as convenient as the original plan." β
"So, you have a solution?" Cavendish asked.
"I've been studying Ji Ling for a long time when I was in Gole." Curran pressed his fist to his chest and said, "The key to open the door is missing, but it's still the key...... Please give me some more time. β
"Time is limited, it will only stay for three days, and then it will disappear into the turbulence of the void." Cavendish said slowly.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, it won't take me too long." Prince Curran said solemnly, "Allow me to take my leave, and I will go at once to find a way to open the door." β
Cavendish folded his hands and nodded.
Curran bowed again, took an eggshell fragment from the altar, and returned the Dragonhorn Longbow to Hill Manvenlin, walking briskly away from the altar without looking back.
Watching Curran step down from the King's Altar, Cavendish once again cast his gaze on the sky.
"Is this Ji Ling...... What a spectacular mausoleum. He said slowly.
"There have been thousands of years in nothingness, and I don't know what variables exist in it." Connellus whispered.
Silver Ji glanced at the touch in her hand, and reached out to gently stroke the bowstring.
"Is Saladin's palace really that mysterious?" Cavendish smiled, "Harriet, go and take a look." β
Harriet Lopez, the female knight who had just quietly watched the night sky the whole time, nodded, and a pair of golden arc wings suddenly refracted from behind her white armor, looking like angel wings.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The diners in the restaurant were shocked by the view of the night sky outside the window, and they walked to the window to look overhead, and the atmosphere became a little uneasy and solemn.
Levi and Terrela stood up from either side of the table and walked slowly to the window, staring silently at the pale shadow and the blue sea of stars overhead.
"It's ...... Void relics? Levi muttered, and he instantly figured out where the ruins came from, and turned to look at Terella.
Terrella just tilted her head and stared silently into the night sky, her bright red pupils reflecting the beautiful light.
The black night sky was like a canvas with a gap revealing a mysterious sea of stars in deep blue, in which hung a huge pale hall - a behemoth that seemed to jump out of the canvas and hung over the top of the city of Slom.
"Do you know that I hate white the most, but you built a mausoleum like this for me?" Terrella scoffed, "It's disgusting, Saladin. β
Levi quietly digested her words, and suddenly saw a golden light shoot straight into the sky from the east, approaching the Hall of Falling Downfall at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Who is she?" Looking at the light, Terrella asked calmly, "The bird with golden wings." β
"Golden wings?" Levi thought for two seconds before replying, "That could only be King Audric's knight, the King's Knight [Pure Angel]. β
Staring at the upside-down temple, Terrella picked up her glass and took a sip to drain the remnants of the wine.
"It doesn't seem far, but she'll never be able to cross that blue starry sky." She said lightly, "Because it is a void turbulence, no matter how long she flies, the distance between her and the palace will not be shortened." β
Levi's fingers tapped lightly on the table, he looked at the spectacular night sky outside the glass, and said, "Does that thing you want me to do has anything to do with Ji Ling?" β
Terella crossed her arms, and her long black dress was boldly cut, revealing a large swath of her smooth back.
"You'll find out then." She whispered.
("Repent to the beauty that has passed, to the Lord of eternity, to the vile poison.") βThe Hidden Record)