No one likes a fate manipulated by God, even if this established path of destiny leads to the end of success and fame that will always be remembered by the world.

However, the reality is so cruel that the fate has been decided as early as the beginning, and mortals cannot even resist it through their own efforts.

Those who want to resist fail, and they often find that the fate they are unwilling to accept is often created by their own hands.

"For example...... Your future generations, she wants to fundamentally put an end to the tragedy of her family, but she will not think before it happens, everything is a historical necessity, and God is using her hands to create her destiny. ”

Late at night, in his sleep, Sinampei heard a voice from an unknown place, of course, it can also be called divine revelation.

The sound of a dream kept echoing in his head, and he couldn't get rid of it, but he couldn't even wake up, even though he knew he was asleep, but it seemed to imprison his body.

It's a terrible nightmare. Sinampei was in the endless dark abyss, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't touch anything, he couldn't even make a sound, he couldn't ask this strange voice, he could only quietly accept this long torture.

"But you are lucky, the one who crossed the gate of time and space to come here, unlike your descendants, your life will be worthy of boasting, praised by posterity, countless bards will sing for you, countless writers will sing for you, countless painters will paint your portraits. As a man from a foreign land, you will be honored like never before, along with your opponents. ”

"My opponents?" Si Nanpei was speechless, and his thinking was very confused, but this concept was engraved in Si Nanpei's mind like an imprint.

The twisted dream is over. Because the sun has risen in the east.

Si Nanpei opened his eyes tiredly, most of the nightmare just now had been forgotten, and he couldn't remember anything clearly, leaving only a vague impression lingering in his mind.

Theresa hadn't woken up yet, and at the moment she was wrapping around Sinampe like an octopus, making him unable to move.

Reluctantly, she gently pushed Theresa away. Sinan Pei refused the service of the temporary servants, dressed himself, and went outside to bask in the sun.

For some reason, he really wanted to bask in the warm sun now.

Last night's sleep not only failed to alleviate his fatigue, but made him even more tired, but Sinampei didn't care about this little abnormality, but just regarded it as a matter of unadaptability.

Hillelia got up very early, and was wandering in the back garden of the pavilion at the moment, and when she saw Sinampei, she smiled slightly: "Morning." Manage. ”

"Early. Sinampei also smiled and said hello.

"Isn't Theresa up yet?" asked Shirmel Melia.

She was still sleeping as she normally would. Sinan Pei smiled, "I think you should have known Your Highness's habits for a long time." ”

"But I'm going to meet the Pope today, don't you need to prepare in advance?" Shirmel El Melia shook her head, "She's still so laid-back at a time like this." ”

"Maybe she didn't take it to heart in the first place. Sinampei didn't think it was too strange, Theresa was originally a high-ranking nobleman in a big country, and her family tree could be traced back to before the establishment of the Litian Church, and the Pope was not necessarily a great person in her eyes.

Speaking of this, Sinan Pei thought of something: "Shilmelia." Aren't you coming with us to the Holy See today, why are you still wearing this wizard's robe and your pointed hat?"

Although the Sorcerers' Guild and the Holy See have reached a compromise now, they don't want to be as tense as they are in the darker Middle Ages. However, it is still considered a great disrespect and offense to openly enter and leave the church in a costume that represents the identity of a wizard.

"What am I going to do? Schilleria fiddled with her fingers, "I don't want to go to such a terrible place in the Holy See." Besides, it was you who His Majesty the Pope summoned, and at most Theresa. What do I say with me? ”

Si Nanpei scratched his head: "Then do you have any arrangements for today? You won't stay in this pavilion all day, right?"

"I'm going to the Wizards' Guild. Shirmel looked up and thought for a moment, "Exchange some materials with the other magicians, exchange some more experiences, and go to the big library to look up some materials by the way." ”

Hearing this, Si Nanpei's heart moved: "The Great Library?"

Sylmeria nodded, "The two largest libraries in Oggenia are located in Roman City, and one belongs to the church. The other one is the Wizards' Guild. ”

"Can you take me to see it if you have time?" asked Sinampei. It wasn't that he suddenly wanted to learn magic, but that he was genuinely interested in some issues - or that some of the god's chatter involved him and he had to pay attention.

At first, Schillelia seemed a little embarrassed, but after a while, she agreed: "Although there is no precedent for this, it is not impossible, after all, the large library of the Wizards' Association is nominally open to everyone. ”

It's nominally open to everyone, but in fact it's only magicians, right?

There is also Carla who gets up with Sylmeria, but she is not as idle as this witch, she borrowed the kitchen of this pavilion to prepare breakfast for a few people, under the influence of Sinan Pei's concept of hygiene, several people have no trust in the food of this era, after all, Sinan Pei explained the principle of "illness from the mouth" is reasonable, sound and colorful, so that several people have become the same cleanliness as Sinan Pei.

And the food outside is always unaccustomed.

It was only at sunset that Theresa got out of bed yawning, and young people who had tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time always liked to get it into the night endlessly.

After some freshening up, she was the last to sit down at the table.

"Oh, Salanyi pasta......" Theresa complained with a fork, "I should have thought that I would have to eat this three times a day when I came to Saranyi." ”

"Your Highness, don't complain, it's good to eat some. Sinampei shrugged his shoulders, and it was also part of his responsibility to nurture Theresa's appetite, and Sinampei remembered that when she first came to Ugina, Theresa showed no signs of picky eating.

"No, I'm not saying it's not tasty. Theresa muttered, "It's that I don't know how to roll noodles with a fork all the time." ”

Sinampei was even more depressed when he heard this, compared to Theresa, who "doesn't know how to roll noodles with a fork", he directly "can't use" a fork to roll noodles...... (To be continued......)