In the manor house on the outskirts of Saint-Sitting.

Siara sat quietly in her study, reading a volume of Tayagar's Three Thousand Years in her hand.

Suddenly, she turned her head to look out the window.

A small, pitch-black floating city landed in front of the manor's gates, and the originally unruly guards knelt on the ground in fear.

"Doesn't seem to have seen this floating city?"

Shiara wondered.

A red carpet stretched out out of thin air beneath the Floating City, looking like a monster's long scarlet tongue.

Immediately, a petite figure stepped on the red carpet and walked out of it.

Seeing each other, Xiala's face, who was originally frowning slightly, changed instantly.

Chief Priest Nikes?

She hadn't seen the adult, but she could recognize the silver-white chain around his waist.

That is the chain of true forgiveness, the so-called main chain.

The rest of the servants have a copy of the child chain that they have copied from it.

It's just that because of the chief priest's regrettable height, the chain almost dragged to the ground......

It's a bit funny, but Siara can't laugh at all.

In her imagination – or rather, in the plans of the Poetry Society – she could not yet reach this big man.

After all, it is very likely that the other party will find out her identity......

But right now, it's clearly for me.

For a moment, Siara was even thinking about whether or not to write something for Heine quickly......

Suddenly, the floating city at the gate disappeared.

To be precise, it shrunk suddenly, and eventually became a person!

A tall woman with black horns.

Dressed in a long black dress and fishnet stockings over her legs, she floated out of the air and walked side by side with Nice.

Theara also saw Nicheth turn her head and glare at the woman, as if to blame her.

And the latter reached out and rubbed the former's head......

Smack

The book in Xiala's hand fell to the ground.

What kind of person is this???

…

When the three of them met in the living room, they all looked at each other with novel eyes.

Nikos looked less than 1.6 meters tall, and she looked like a girl.

The woman next to her was terrifyingly tall, and she looked close to two meters in a pair of high heels.

Therefore, when the two stand together, there is a strong visual impact.

It would be rude to stare at someone like that, especially if they were the chief priest of the temple.

So Siara was just stunned and bowed.

"Your Excellency."

"From today onwards, I will no longer be your chief."

Her voice is also like a girl, crisp and tactful, without the domineering and solemnity that a chief should have.

But the words spoken can scare the individual to death.

Xiara was stunned: "What? ”

"Don't knowingly ask, you and your mentor Catherine have not been our people since the first day we became ministers."

Nikes's understatement showdown made Xiara break out in a cold sweat.

She couldn't help but feel a shock in her pupils, but she quickly came back to her senses and bowed her head slightly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to deceive you and the Temple, I opened my heart, but the Shadows didn't accept me."

There is no need to lie in front of the chief.

Now that you've been discovered, you're lucky enough to save some face.

"It's a textbook answer."

Nicketh snorted old-fashionedly, sat down in a chair, and raised her chin at the tall woman.

"Buzina, tell your own people."

Own?

Xiala looked at the woman who had changed in the floating city, and for a moment did not understand what this sentence meant.

But she did know each other's characters.

It is said that dragons retain some characteristics when they transform into human form, such as dragon tails and horns.

So, it's a humanoid dragon?

What's going on...... Why are the dragons coming?

The woman known as Buzina bowed her head slightly and said to Xiara: "You may not understand many things, but you should know this, right?" ”

She raised a hand, and a white ball of light appeared in the palm of her hand.

It was as if Thiara's perception was blown by a warm breeze, and a sense of peace that could not be felt outside of Maikala came from above.

She couldn't help but blurt out: "You are ......"

"Yes, I'm from the Poetry Society."

Buzina nodded and said, "Strictly speaking, the Poetry Society was established by us, so it is our own people. ”

Seon Poetry Society......

Was it built by a dragon?

Siara felt at first absurd, then felt that it made sense.

Yes, perhaps only the legendary dragon can do this great job, building a covert organization that unites many races.

They are a group of observers, but they are not required to monitor Maikala at all times.

Every member of the Poetry Society has been told:

The primordial spirits divide the world, they are like rocks and oceans.

And every oscillation related to the Yuan Spirit will be stored in the slow waves in the form of ripples, forming a barrier.

If you stretch the time to an infinite length, then the undulating mountains can also be seen as the waves of the earth.

This is how geographers observe geology, and so do they observe Yuan Ling.

Buzina gave the other party some time to digest the information, then explained:

"We observed some changes in Maikala, so we collected recent information from various countries, and found that the turmoil related to the Northland was the most exaggerated and concentrated, so we guessed that it was related to McCalalla."

"Information related to McCalla?" Siara's eyebrows gradually increased, and she looked at Niketh, "Is it related to Anson Gityl?" ”

"Isn't that going to make me the chief? You guys are really excessive! ”

Nikes tugged at the corners of her mouth, but nodded.

"Yes, Anson died in McCala not long ago, he had just died on his front foot, and before the temple could get the news, the old antique Roman of the Githil family stormed Anson's manor in St. Siting, turned his meditation room upside down, and then came to me with a pile of evidence, saying that Anson had made an unknown modification of his meditation room, in order to insulate himself from death, and all the fluctuations related to necromancers, and that he was most likely a traitor planted among us by the false gods, and demanded that I deal with it fairly."

Nikes's tone was filled with self-deprecation.

He also said that I should conduct a thorough survey of each Githil in case anything slips through the cracks...... What do you think of the temple having such a loyal family support? ”

She asked.

Siara was silent.

The severity of the matter was beyond her imagination.

"Don't be so nervous, after all, I still have a request for you."

"Actually, this was also a temptation, and now that the results have been met—the people who sent out have not heard from them, and the she-dragon herself has come to the door, and I know that there have been some changes in Mykala that we have not noticed."

"Of course, my intention was to go to McCallament and see for myself what was going on after a round of probing.

"But Buzina stopped me, saying that I was violating the law by doing so.

"Eventually, we came up with a discussion – albeit not very pleasant.

"I promised Buzina that I would let you go as 'sincerity' in negotiations with McCalla.

"But don't worry, this is not coercion, it's my deal with Dragon Island, or rather, with the Poetry Society, and it has nothing to do with McCalla.

"All you have to do is to be hired by the Temple as an emissary of the Dragon Island and the Poetry Society, and come forward to negotiate amicably with the lords of Mycala.

"So you get the idea, right?"

(End of chapter)