"Alright, you're ready to go. Margaret impatiently waved her hand at Mo Chen, who had run out of saliva, and told him to hurry out.

Mo Chen shook his head and whispered, "Oh!" hurriedly walked out of the carriage, which was so uncomfortable for him, and an indescribable fragrance wafted between his breaths. More importantly, the two women stared at him, wishing he could say anything about the black stone.

He quickly turned around and closed the door, quickly disappearing from the sight of the two. After he went outside, Mo Chen found that the two women had been asking from the afternoon until the sun sank into the mountain. The old man was sleeping against the wall of the car behind him, and there was a faint smell of wine in his steady breathing. Life like an old man is not bad, and he is content. Such a thought suddenly popped into Mo Chen's heart.

After Mo Chen got outside, the inside of the carriage calmed down. "Do you think what he said is true?" The round and slender beautiful legs got up from the soft wooden chair, walked to the bedside, and looked at the sun hanging halfway up the mountainside like a ripe orange, and the royal sister's burgundy splendor was like a crimson dream, and a touching smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It must be a half-truth!" Margaret stood behind the royal sister, looking calmly at the sunset outside the window.

"I felt like a failure, and after asking for so long, I still only asked that it was a black stone...... Today I lost precious tea time, and wasted the whole afternoon with that wilted boy, and what he told me was all I saw in his dreams. Although his mouth is full of bad words, there is not a single reliable word, but he has not said a word about this stone matter, but how long can he keep this secret?" The black stone shook in the royal sister's hand, with a teasing look on her face.

"Your Highness, do you need me to go into the depths of his consciousness again in the evening?" Margaret asked softly behind her.

The royal sister played with the small black stone in her hand, "No need, he will say it!"

"......"

The royal sister turned around, and her burgundy eyes seemed to have already seen Margaret's thoughts. "Meeting is fate, and time will tell you all about me. I'm sure we'll see each other again, and one day soon, he'll tell me what I want. Actually, I just had an idea to keep him by my side and observe......"

"Your Highness, he's an ordinary person! he doesn't have the ability to protect you at all! And the people around you must ...... Hand-chosen!" Margaret could not say the man's name, lest she would displease her master.

"I'm out there now, my mother, she has no right to interfere in my affairs. What's more, all her thoughts are on that man now, how can she separate her thoughts on me. ”

There was an endless flame burning under the royal sister's burgundy eyes, as if this sentence reminded her of something. Stretching his seductive body under the black dress, he immediately sat his beautiful body on the wooden chair with a lazy expression on his face.

"Well, it's just an occasional thought. Even if I wanted to, that kid wouldn't. ”

"But the royal family has the right to decide the unconditional obedience of anyone below his blood, and he is not qualified to choose his own life before you. Margaret stated a most realistic situation.

In a society where blood determines everything, there is no freedom, dignity, or fairness for those of low blood. The rapid development of science and technology is just to better serve those at the top of the blood pyramid, and any unwillingness and rebellion will be crushed into powder under this state machine.

"Like you? You should have had a freer life. The royal sister sat on the wooden chair and looked at the person in front of her, and said in a calm tone.

"No, I may have been very resistant before, but now I willingly follow you. If I still have the intention of leaving now, then I won't go to the Tianyuan Heart Academy with you!" Margaret and the Royal Sister looked at each other, their eyes calm.

After a brief conversation, there was silence for a while. It wasn't until the moonlight began to spread the entire ground that the royal sister broke the silence.

"Margaret, do you think about it, why is it okay for the person who exposed his murderous aura to the old butler on Bifrost? he is not a descendant of God, nor is he a gift of God, so why is there no ominous occurrence to him?"

"Can things be true in dreams, impossible!" Margaret couldn't believe it, in her subconscious, no one could go against the will of the gods. The gods are absolute!But no one on Bifrost can expose the killing intent of the gods at any time and in any state, and it is the same in dreams, but Mo Chen is not the slightest bit unusual. It's as if this person is a person who is outside the rules of God! But this person is obviously a waste material! His strength is average, and his IQ is even more barely passable.

"Is it useful for you to deceive yourself like this? What is a god?! I have never seen such a creature myself. Is God really as selfless, just, and desireless as people say? Will a selfless person leave a Bifrost in the world that can only let his descendants go away with a very small number of gifters? Justice is even more a joke, what justice can there be in this era when blood determines everything!? As for desirelessness, it is simply a slap in the face, what is the proportion of God's descendants like me?

"Your Highness......" Margaret moved her lips, not knowing what to say, what the Royal Sister said made her unable to refute. Who would have thought that as a descendant of God, she would say such a rebellious thing, ordinary people would not dare to say it, even some people who have no attachment to life will not say it. For to say such things would be to expose the theocratic inquisition to inhuman abuse more terrible than death.

Known as the darkest institution of the Empire, they secretly orchestrate a series of factors that are unfavorable to the soon-to-be Empire, erasing all dangers, and the people inside are a group of crazy advocates and worshippers of theocracy, and anyone who disrespects the divine right will be purged by them.

"A person who can walk outside of God's rules may not be a genius, but he must have something special about him. He may be that kind of person! His presence proves that God is not omnipotent! This makes my ideals that have been extinguished sprout again......" The burgundy eyes fluttered with a brilliant color, more magnificent than the sunset on the horizon.

Is it possible to eat and sleep well? Piglets that have just been born can also ...... What kind of outstanding place is this!? Margaret's image of Mo Chen is simply terrible! It is inevitable that Mo Chen will be rejected in her heart.

"Margaret, one day I, Natalia, will build a true kingdom! a nation where blood does not determine everything!"

The sun had already set, but the morning sun in Natalia's heart was slowly rising at this moment.

"Then allow me to follow you and cut through the obstacles that are coming for you. Margaret prostrated beside her, speaking her prayer in a reverent tone.

The night breeze blows lightly, with a quiet smell of wheat, which makes people intoxicated with the smell of the upcoming harvest. The old man next to Mo Chen is still asleep, just like in the past half a month, no one can talk to you and only listen to his heartbeat alone, loneliness and emptiness are crazy. In order to avoid going crazy, Mo Chen held his cheeks and looked at the starry sky attentively.

These days, he is often thinking about the question of whether he should really travel and maybe it would be better to stay in that marginal town for the rest of his life. During the day, I stay in a stone house and look at the unchanging desert, only steal out at night to breathe, and occasionally go to the edge of the desert to look for a miracle that blooms only in legend - Yimihua. Ever since his grandfather died, he had been thinking every night that he would really stay in this place for the rest of his life waiting for the day when he would be buried by the storm? After a long time, he finally persuaded himself to leave there and travel the whole continent. After setting off, he constantly wanted to give up on the way, and at this time he always liked to look at the night sky shining with countless lights, and constantly comforted himself, because this would make his parting sorrow disappear a lot.

"What's the matter, are you homesick?" the old man seemed to have just woken up, and took a big gulp of wine. The cloudy smell of wine spread through this small area, and only the pair of bright eyes were looking at Mo Chen, and their gaze was directed at his heart.