The next evening, five white horses galloped through the wilderness of Crosstown, setting off a flurry of sand and rocks.

Arya became a thief and Percival rode on a horse, while the other four young men and women followed Percival on their own mounts.

They came to the place they had visited the day before yesterday, and found that the crystal palace, which had disappeared before, appeared again in the full moon, emitting a pale white psychedelic soft light reflected in the moonlight, and the palace was surrounded by countless pure white crystals, which adorned the court like a flock of dwarf shrubs.

And Purple Rattych was standing on the steps in front of the palace with his arms folded, looking down at Arya who was coming here with cold eyes......

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