Jonah suddenly heard the words of the ghost's left-handed warrior Zuta, "The listener's reincarnation ritual is about to be completed, and you will receive the first instructions at that time." Could it be that Miss Ross is the mysterious "listener"?

"All the forces of the Red Brotherhood in the southern continent are gathering in Bactria, and within three days the Golden City will be overwhelmingly ruled by the power of the Brotherhood, and you must leave for the Vedas before dusk tomorrow, the regime established by Brahma refuses all foreign forces to invade, and it is a pure land that the Brotherhood cannot set foot in. Three warriors will be close to you, and you have the right to ask them anything, but you must not ask any questions about the ghost's left hand itself, and when you reach your destination, the next prompt will appear. Ross said in a calm voice, "Did you actually receive this prompt?"

"Miss Rose, where are you, what have they done to you?" shouted the astrologer's soul hanging in the dark space.

"Did you actually receive this prompt?" repeated the listener without response.

"I ...... I received it, but I had to stay in Bactria and wait for my companions to arrive, I ......" Jonah could only reply.

"Good luck, heir to the precious Seglas bloodline. Goodbye. ”

Ross Ross's voice was gone. The surroundings gradually brightened, the flames above the people's heads disappeared into their bodies, the sound of the clanging music of the Dudra violin reached the eardrums, and the old prince was still reprimanding the captain of the garrison in an incomprehensible language, and the sunset at the Harimaya Manor was very beautiful.

“...... So, for so many reasons, I can't see her, so can you tell me a little bit of this information? at least tell me some of it?" I don't know how much time has passed, and it seems that Asai has just finished a long sentence of heartfelt words, and is now staring into Jonah's eyes with watery eyes. The astrologer didn't hear his question at all, and he didn't feel in the mood to listen again, and the message of Ross Rose in that wondrous state made his mind tremble. The ghost's left hand won't lie to him, every minute of his stay in the Golden City is full of danger, what can he do with the agreement with Elliot and Dragon Queen?The companions must be coming here day and night, the distance between them is shrinking foot by foot, and if they miss it, they don't know when they will be able to meet again.

"Hey, hey. The Oriental man used his finger to pestle the arm of the person next to him, "Okay, you can say something." ”

"Wait, wait......" Jonah waved his hand, his thoughts mixed as he stared at the cold roast on his plate. What now?Do you have the right to make a choice?If you choose to stay in Bactria, will you be forcibly taken away by the warrior on the ghost's left hand?And in which direction does the prophecy of the nameless book lead......

"Ding, ding, ding. The old prince finally let go of Major Sardis, who was sweating profusely, and let out a bad breath, his face was slightly pale, and at this time he struck the goblet with a silver fork, attracting everyone's attention. "His Excellency Jonah, a good friend of the Tocharian royal family, a third-class astrologer, and Baron Jonah of Ecbatana, is a rising star of the future, but some ill-intentioned enemies have turned the celebratory feast into a bloody battlefield, and I, Emir ibn Shaqqar, declare that I will not tolerate the mastermind behind this attack, and I will find the clues of the messenger and thank you for the head of the enemy. The assassination after the selection of the royal samurai?hmph, what a clever move......"

Major Sardis added respectfully, "The Imperial City Guard will provide all possible assistance to try to recover the damage to the reputation of the Guard as much as possible from this terrible incident, and please rest assured." ”

Prince Harimaya turned to Jonah and raised his glass: "Then, the feast begins, please accept my sincere apologies, I promise that this will not happen in my manor again, never." ”

After Assai's translation, Jonah hurriedly picked up his wine glass: "It doesn't have to be like this, I'm causing you trouble, Your Majesty." Of course, he would not tell the old prince that all this was his own trouble, and that it had nothing to do with the turbulent political struggle, but since Shakar had pointed the finger at Governor Herzemias, he had saved himself the effort of making up lies.

The two wine glasses collided, and the banquet began in a somewhat awkward atmosphere. Asai watched distressedly as the valet shuttled from seat to seat, pouring out a hundred plates of cold roast meat and replacing them with a hundred plates of steaming appetizers. The astrologer absentmindedly tasted his food, and occasionally coped with the old prince's greetings, and according to the host of the banquet, the governor of Herzemias was a shameful peacemaker, who had lost his fighting spirit early in the face of the aggressive King Brahma, and offered to cede three provinces and twelve cities in the southeastern part of the Tocharian Empire to the Vedas in exchange for fifty years of peace. At the same time, he also made a fuss about the legitimacy of the reign of Emperor Isaibaink, pointing out that His Majesty the Emperor was the son of the younger sister of the previous emperor, and could not use the royal family coat of arms, nor should he legitimately inherit this huge empire. His Majesty the Emperor was backed by loyal members of the royal family, while the Governor controlled half of the empire's army and had a legitimate heir to the throne: the eldest son of the previous king, Grand Duke Ishmael. Said to be a young son, he is now nearly fifty years old, and has been living in obscurity in a remote fiefdom before being taken to the Golden City. The benevolent Isaibaink did not get rid of this cousin, who posed no threat, and now he is a bone spur in his throat, unable to go up and down, and uncomfortable.

In the midst of the old prince's long sigh at the ruthlessness of Emperor Isaibaink, the banquet ended early, and a luxurious four-wheeled carriage with green ears of wheat wrapped around the golden camel eagle pattern coat of arms drove into the manor, and all the nobles bowed to the clan coat of arms, and two coachmen and two male servants jumped out of the large carriage to welcome the new baron, "Your Majesty has also invited your swordsman friend to the banquet at the same time, Lord Baron." The manservant in the black dress said respectfully.

Ah Sai, who had just swallowed the last mouthful of mango mousse and rolled his eyes, was stunned when he heard this, slowly looked down at his bulging little belly, and looked at the innocent astrologer on the side with resentment. Jonah shrugged his shoulders, said goodbye to the old prince and the many big men present, and pulled the Oriental's sleeve to board the carriage.

The interior of the carriage is very large, decorated with gold glittering everywhere, and the luxury is amazing, but the comfort level is not comparable to that of Prince Harimaya's. The carriage skirted the main house and drove along the palm-lined road to the back door of the estate, where the setting sun illuminated the lawn, the fountain and the high walls in front of it, the golden walls of the Golden City had a gate open only to royalty, and through the walls, you entered the Harimaya Citadel, the center of power throughout the empire.

A golden city appeared in front of him, with exotic domes, arcades and stone columns forming a complex façade, the last rays of red sunlight hung on the top of the pointed tower, I don't know how many courtyards and arcades I passed, and after twenty minutes the carriage finally came to a slow stop, and the valet opened the door, and the main entrance of the Harimaya Palace appeared, and the vast hall inside the gate was already lit up and ready for a grand feast.

As he stepped out of the carriage, Jonah asked secretly, "Asai, is there anyone still behind us?" - I mean, the one who protects me. ”

"Yes. The Oriental burped, and he tried his best to digest the food in his stomach along the way, so as not to miss the delicacies ordered by His Majesty the Emperor, "or that great swordsman, whose presence is not perceptible to your level, - I estimate that he is following no more than five people in the entire Golden City." ”

"Cut, stinky fart. The astrologer perked up, puffed out his chest, and walked into the sprawling castle with his staff in hand.

This world-famous castle has a haughty, The lavish natural gas, well-maintained facades and interiors show the power of the Tocharian Empire for thousands of years, climb the forty-four steps, enter the hall through the arches, the marble floor is smooth enough to illuminate the human figure, the columns are wrapped in golden brocade, eighty round tables covered with snow-white tablecloths are arranged in concentric circles, there is a gurgling fountain on the west side of the hall, in the center of the fountain is the mighty marble statue of the royal camel eagle, the hall is illuminated by a huge silver candlestick, the air is filled with the enticing smell of incense and food, many men and women in traditional robes are talking and laughing in whispers, a tall figureThe man in the red robe strode out, stretched out his hands from a distance, and opened his mouth in the standard lingua franca of the Western Continent: "Baron Ecbatana! This banquet is for you, come and get to know my wife and son, who have come here for the banquet." ”

Jonah was not too surprised that His Majesty could speak the Western Continent, although there was a natural obstacle on the other side of the Holy River, and the Western Continent and the Southern Continent were similar in cultural background. In the days when the kingdoms of St. Bouron and Bazelar were strong, Tocharian set off a craze for learning the lingua franca of the Western Continent, and the nobles always had to find a way to create an atmosphere that fortunately made it possible for astrologers from afar to communicate more freely after a few years.

"And you, swordsman Asai, I believe that you have hidden your strength, and the strong can smell the strong. Emperor Isaibainker shook Jonah's hand and smiled at the Oriental, "Welcome, incognito friend." ”

Ah Sai smiled embarrassedly: "I'm just here to eat, of course, if there are extra titles like Baron and Viscount, I don't mind too much." ”

His Majesty the Emperor laughed and dragged Jonah to the center of the banquet hall, where at a round table decorated with ornate golden tassels sat a woman in a graceful and luxurious costume, and a young man dressed casually.

Jonah didn't know them, but guessed that they were the queen and prince of the Tocharian Empire. However, the reaction of the Oriental was unexpected, he jumped up with a sigh and pointed at the young man's nose: "It's you? You're the prince? The prince still charges me so much money for wine?"