Kingdom of Byron, Port of Enlightenment.

At nightfall.

On the side of the main commercial street on the shore of the sea, there is a large budget bar, which is brightly lit and bustling, and it is almost full.

The old-decorated hall was full of low- and middle-class civilians, dressed in heavy, dark fur coats and felt hats, and took advantage of the cold winter leisure time to drink and entertain and pass the time.

In the corner, a man sits alone.

He was dressed in a thin dark green blouse, a gray top hat with a curled brim on his head, and his long messy brown hair fell down, which matched the stubble on his chin.

But for some reason, it seems that no one notices him.

Even the hurried and faltering drinkers will naturally avoid this table, as if it were an instinctive reaction of the body.

"O lord of calamities throughout the ages, born in the beginning of the emerald radiance, great but restrained emerald bird, listen to the prayers of your believers, and send down your blessings......"

The man muttered pious words in his mouth.

A retro lantern standing on the table in front of him is quietly emitting an emerald dark green light.

A drunken man who had just walked out of the tavern door was hit by a passing carriage with a bang, and the skidding wheels ran over him, and he could not even scream, leaving a terrifying and striking blood stain on the snow.

"Crystal Dawn! Someone got hit by a carriage! ”

"Oh, poor Sadie!"

"Go out and have a look, don't let that guy die in front of Lao Tzu's tavern!"

There was a lot of noise in the tavern.

The frightened shouting outside the door was accompanied by the frightened neighing of the horses, followed by a clangling crash...... It seems that the carriage had a rollover and a secondary accident.

Several of the maids screamed in panic, interrupted by the shouts of the rough men.

The man in the corner was not affected in the slightest, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he picked up a glass of liquor on the table and drank it up, and let out a breath of white air.

The green light of the lantern gradually dissipated, and on the table, a quaint ring was left with a seemingly cheap square emerald in the middle, and at the same time engraved with the pattern of a diagonal cross.

"The hope of the Mitchell family was forced to awaken their ancestor, the Earth Angel 'Former Guest', who had only left a few words in the long river of history, but had a pivotal position...... The ceremony will give me tremendous feedback and will definitely help me move up to Sequence 3. ”

The man grabbed the ring from the table, took the lantern in his hand, stood up, and strode out of the tavern.

He swept the chaotic scene around him with cold eyes, and went straight to the dock not far away, looking out at the quiet and dark sea under the night sky.

"I, Sigmund, will start with this perfect script and ascend to the throne of eternity."

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Misty sea, desert island.

Raphael by the campfire looked shocked, he looked at the strong man with the silver kettle beside him, and he was speechless for a while.

Finally, in a slightly hoarse voice, he said:

"What should I do? Flen crowned ......"

"Just lie down and get some sleep."

Flon laughed.

"I will enter into your dreams and see your ancestors for myself...... It is said that at the beginning, Sid Mitchell also took away a snake under the crown of Jakespet, saying that the cemetery was too deserted, hoping to have more life as a companion. ”

“？！”

Raphael's eyes were shocked.

It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that the little white snake he saw in his dream originated from His Majesty Jackspeter!

His own ancestor actually met the white-scaled dragon?

But weren't the ancestors always asleep......

Thinking of this, Raphael couldn't help but bow his head slightly, forcing himself to take back his distractions. He knew that what he had to do now was to obediently listen to His Majesty Fren's words and fall asleep as soon as possible.

This is a rare opportunity, and from now on, I may never have to worry about being plagued by nightmares and loss of control......

"Okay, Your Majesty, I got it."

Raphael glanced at everyone, his friend Felice Anno threw encouraging glances at him, and even Lucy the North Star and others were smiling.

He bowed his head to the group, then took a deep breath and slowly lay flat on the cold ground.

The warmth of the campfire poured in, making Raphael, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, feel comfortable for a while, and in just a few breaths, he quietly fell asleep.

In the dream, he came to the cemetery again.

A circle of ancient Byronian-style iron fences encloses the entire cemetery in a square shape, and the sight looks through the gaps in the fence to see the stone tombstones crooked.

Raphael stepped up the stone steps, pushed open the door, and was about to enter.

But suddenly, he noticed a hand on his shoulder. Looking sideways, a strong man with a bare silver kettle head stood beside him at some point.

"The ...... under the crown of Floren"

"You just wait here for a while, and I'll be right back."

A hearty voice came from the silver kettle.

As he spoke, Flon walked in with the great cross sword on his back.

Raphael watched from the doorway, and it wasn't until the back of the strong man faded into the hazy horizon that he let out a sigh of relief.

At the same time, a sense of hope rose in my heart.

Fren strode along the graveyard's stone paths, flanked by nameless tombstones and graves, and in front of him, a huge coffin swayed horizontally, with a tiny white snake coiled on it.

As Flren approached the coffin, the little white snake naturally approached and clinged to his arm. The close ties of flesh and blood came from it, but most of the information was missing.

Sure enough, it was the angel who lived in seclusion in the land of Saint-E...... Former Kid Mitchell. ’

He thought to himself.

At this moment, there was an out-of-tune hum, and Flen was stunned for a moment, and then took a step over the coffin and walked deeper into the cemetery.

Soon, after passing through two huge stone monuments that obscured his vision, he saw a young man in an earthy yellow coat dancing in a wide open space, holding a skeleton in an evening dress.

On either side stood two bands of skeletons, dressed in bells and whistles, playing the harp or shaking strange instruments that jingled.

The scene looked indescribably weird.

With Flren's arrival, the humming and playing stopped abruptly.

The young man stopped dancing and turned his head with a smile.

He has long brown hair that is very similar to Raphael's, but it is waist-length, the ends of the hair are curled up, and the overall makeup looks very retro.

"Welcome, guests from afar."

The young man spoke in an enthusiastic tone, and pushed the "dance partner" in his arms away.

As if alive, the skeleton took two steps back, saluted with its skirt, and walked away with the band next to it, then jumped into their respective graves and disappeared.

"This must be the second time we've met, Jack."

The young man walked slowly, said with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, Your Majesty Sid, last time it was in the land of Saint-E...... But strictly speaking, we never met. ”

Flon ...... Now it was Chen Lun's upright consciousness that took over, and he bowed and spoke respectfully.

Sid walked in front of Chen Lun, and because of his slightly short height, he had to look up at him, and the smile on his face was even worse.

"Your little snake is cute and energetic, I love it...... Just keep two more here for me this time. ”

Chen Lun was stunned at first, secretly wondering if this angel had some unique habits.

Immediately, he had no choice but to bow his head and agree.

"As you wish."

As he spoke, Chen Lun raised his hand, and dozens of white snakes came out of his palm, crawled down around his arm, and landed in the clearing.

Sid crouched down, allowing the white snake to climb on top of him, then stood up again and waved at Chen Lun.

"Alright Jack, you can go."

"Huh?"

Chen Lun froze in place, watching Sid turn around and walk away.

He suddenly felt that the nature of the angel in front of him was really elusive, and it was quite difficult to communicate.

"Your Majesty, among the descendants of your family, the young man named Raphael has inherited a trace of your mythical blood...... That's why I was able to come here to see you through his dreams. ”

Chen Lun spoke in a deep voice.

Sid didn't stop walking, and said without looking back:

"I know...... But the rise and fall of the Mitchell family, the life and death of the descendants, I no longer care, they should obey the change of the times and follow the arrangement of fate, instead of attributing the cause of decline to the so-called 'sleep of the ancestors'. ”

Chen Lun raised his eyebrows.

He understood one thing from the other party's indifferent words, and that was what the Mitchell family seemed to have misunderstood......

Sid's crown did not actually sleep at all, but lived in seclusion in the land of Saint-Ae, unwilling to take care of these descendants.

It's purely Raphael's elders, who are making themselves amorous.

The so-called "awakening of the ancestors" to revive the Mitchell family is nothing more than wishful thinking......

Raphael's situation is even worse.

Although he is fortunate to inherit a trace of mythical blood under Sid's crown, the gift of fate has already been secretly marked with a price, and Raphael is precisely because of the mysterious connection of the bloodline, he dreams of this cemetery every night, and the slightest carelessness will be eroded by the pollution inadvertently emitted by the ancestors.

If Raphael is not promoted to the top position, then sooner or later he will die out of control because of it.

Chen Lun saw that Sid was about to leave, and he was a little unwilling in his heart.

Originally, he had just planned to come over and contact the earth angel to see what was going on...... If it's easy to get along, then try your best to brush up your good feelings, and if it's not easy to get along with, it doesn't matter, anyway, "Fren" is just an incarnation, and if it's ruined, it's ruined, and it's nothing more than a loss of thousands of sanity values.

Wait for a few days to cool down, and then create it.

But now it is almost certain that although the attitude of the former guest towards himself is not very good, it is not disgusting, and it is neutral.

This told Chen Lun in disguise that this is an excellent candidate for an "ally...... His ultimate goal in the future is to kill the Seven Gods, so the more high-ranking allies, the higher the success rate and the more secure it is!

Thinking of this, Chen Lun had an idea, and hurriedly said:

"Your Majesty, someone is plotting against you behind the scenes."

This time, Hildmitchell finally stopped.

However, the other party turned his head and just squinted and smiled:

"It doesn't matter."

“……”

Chen Lun was dumbfounded.

He originally thought that the other party would be annoyed by this, so he also offered to help solve the guy, so as to gain the favor of the former guest.

But I didn't expect this angel to be so indifferent.

"A [clown] who can't even see things clearly, wants to use my 'awakening' as the key to the ritual, so as to get feedback and promotion......"

Sid folded his hands behind his back and shook his head.

The tone in which he says "clown" seems to indicate not only the name of the sequence, but also a pun.

"Because of a wrong piece of information, a lame script was planned, this is a ritual that is destined to fail, let it be."