6 hours ago, Faslangka, Mink Street!

This main road, made of black bricks, has an old medieval flavor, and gas street lamps are flashing in turn, illuminating the black brick road under the feet of hurried travelers.

Even though it was evening, there were still bards singing and wandering accordionists playing, but there were far fewer missionaries, and they had not been seen for the last week.

Next to the crowd, beggars, children, and women, dressed in rags and covered with black stains of oil, looked less intoxicated by the singing they had heard before, and their eyes became hollow and numb.

Erin, who was wearing a white silk dress and had brown hair like a waterfall, glanced at the people on both sides of the road, sighed helplessly, and after silently reciting the Crimson Lord in her heart, she didn't stop too much, and turned into another street, and after walking for about ten minutes, stopped in front of the "Courtman butcher's shop".

As before, rows of blackened and bloodstained hooks hung from the gray-white walls of the storefront, only this time, the iron hooks on them no longer hung with various pieces of animal meat, and the central door was tightly closed.

"Uncle Courtman is out of business today?"

Erin recalls the appearance of a butcher in a tuxedo with a lapel collar, gray hair combed back on his temples, and a gentlemanly smile on his face. Uncle Courtman's butcher shop has never been closed since 10 years ago.

At this moment, the bronze street lamps on both sides of the road suddenly flickered, and the lights seemed to be much dimmer.

"Erin? It's really you! ”

"Sangna?"

Erin turned her head, and a girl with long golden wavy hair and green eyes suddenly appeared in her vision, standing behind her like that, smiling at the corners of her mouth.

"Ready to buy ingredients?"

"Mmmm, tomorrow is the New Year, I'm going to make lamb and roast goose, by the way, Sanganna, do you know where Uncle Courtman goes?"

"Courtman's butcher shop is closed, I heard that they moved out of here to the capital Huttonmar, who knows, but their lamb is indeed fresh and cheap." Sangna sighed with a slight puzzlement.

Erin nodded, and after three seconds, the foot she had just raised stopped again, and she turned back and said:

"Sangana, are you here to buy the ingredients too?"

Erin was first surprised that this good girlfriend appeared here, before that, she never went out at night.

"No, I just came out of the Chapel of Tranquility, you know, I need to pray to the Crimson Lord." Sanghna replied sincerely.

At the same time, she added lamentantly:

"Come to my house in the evening, I stewed beef and Faslanka pie before I came out, it's a bit much, I need you to help me solve it, and I'm alone in the house, the wedding room that originally belonged to me and Ocles now seems empty."

Erin was stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly said, "You still haven't let him go?" Sanghana, I want you to come out of your grief as soon as possible, after all, he doesn't want you to be like this all the time. ”

Sangana shook her head sadly and said, "No, I don't think I'll ever forget it in my life." ”

Speaking of this, Sangana suddenly took Erin's hand, and her facial expression changed from sadness to a smile and said:

"Let's go, just do me a favor and help with tonight's food!"

.........

6 hours later, the city of Lalaye, the old royal court!

The stars were shining brightly, and in the ancient palace that had not changed for eternity, a huge Ouroboros table stood in the center of the hall, and everyone was listening, as if God was explaining something, and everyone had a variety of expressions of obsession, doubt, and horror on their faces.

"According to your current personality, the most you can do is to grasp the authority here, and if you continue to go deeper, the secret knowledge involved in it will make you lose control in an instant and become a fallen monster."

"Miss County Lord, I will consider your proposal, but only if they willingly know me and believe in me."

"Well, that's all for today's Kentosha gathering, digest the information and answers you have obtained, but remember that there are some things that you can't touch now, try to restrain yourself in the real world, and don't think about it."

"Your will is our will."

Lilith was the first to get up, and took the lead in saluting Mr. Old with a false skirt, although she still had so many questions and thoughts that she was completely reluctant to finish.

Watching Miss County Lord salute, Jack of the Deep Sea also stood up at the same time, followed by Mr. Fate and Mr. Gorot, and saluted Mr. Old Day together.

Vinason smiled as he cut off contact:

"Let's look forward to the next party, when the crimson tide appears."

The transcendent bonfire roared up, and the point of light that connected everyone shrank back like water, and as soon as Lilith and Jack heard Mr. "Old Day" speak, their figures became blurry and unreal.

In less than a second, the "projection" shattered, and the silence of the old royal court was restored.

Venason bent his hand to dissolve the angelic body formed by the gray and white sea, and stroked the bronze ring, and the next second he felt himself quickly become heavier, first in front of his eyes, then the familiar bathroom, and the sound of Avril Lavigne's dream outside the bathroom.

…………

Hornavich University, 3rd floor of the Higher Women's Dormitory!

Lilith, who came out of the old royal court, pinched her cheek, no matter how many times she went through, the feeling was still shocking.

Her eyes flowed, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she couldn't help but stand up, bend down to lift the hem of her skirt, and salute the air.

"Thank you, Mr. Old Day!"

Lilith had a big smile on her face, and after a while, she regained her elegant posture, and in a good mood picked up the letter cutter on the table, and tried to open the letter that had just arrived this evening.

It was her third-oldest brother, Dean Moore, who had returned from the colonial front, along with two packages and a messenger who had delivered the letter, crouched by the window.

A colorful macaw, its name is Rifle, and it is a rare and extraordinary species!

"What an excellent messenger you are!" Lilith didn't skimp on her praise in the slightest.

The parrot turned her head to look at Lilith who was sitting at the table, shook the air, and whispered:

"Thank you for the compliment, beautiful Miss Lilith."

"Is there anything else my brother needs to dictate besides sending me a letter?"

"His Royal Highness Dian Lie asked me to say a word on his behalf, Happy New Year!"

After listening to this, Lilith nodded happily, it seems that no matter where she is, this brother of hers has never forgotten to bless himself in the New Year!

After a few moments, Lilith gathered her thoughts, opened the letter from her brother, shook out the letter, and began to read it with a smile on her lips......