1）

The side doors of the main hall opened, and the king, dressed in costume, was accompanied by the soothsayer and a blonde boy. The young man should be a descendant of the royal family, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes that have not yet pulled out his height, like a lovely girl, but he has a pair of eyes that people dare not look at, so clear and transparent.

"My Kingdom Warriors, what happened just now was originally a kingdom catastrophe that cannot be stopped, and I hope you can understand. But as for the return of the London family, please take the trouble to pay attention. Their actions will not stop there, but there will not be much movement before the Emperor's Match, and the Kingdom of Fiore will naturally not stop there, this kingdom needs the strength of each and every one of you. After speaking, the king bowed cordially to the people.

Although they were somewhat disappointed by the king's inaction, since the king did not submit to the House of London, his people were willing to join him in the rebellion, knowing that Charles was not a cowardly king.

"Be loyal to the kingdom!"

"Loyal to the Kingdom!" the magicians replied in a loud voice, their morale instantly boosting......

"Let's go. Shecher whispered to Lanley. He has long had no intention of this, a group of the top magicians of the kingdom have no way to take four "jumping clowns" in the palace, and now they are still seriously "loyal to the kingdom", I really don't know what these people are capable of. He thought.

Lanley quickly followed in Shecher's footsteps, she could see his loss, she could feel the coldness in his eyes, and she could even sense the inexplicable anger in his body.

Instantly understood something.

"The world is dying in fragility. Shecher said lightly. By this time he had gone out of the main gate of the palace. This sentence seemed to be addressed to the king's army on both sides, and it seemed to be said to Lan Li. Anyway, everyone around them can feel a strong cold air approaching, and people can't escape that bad luck.

Lan Li followed him briskly behind him, almost running.

"Why?"

"Didn't do anything, didn't anyone have any doubts about the disappearing circus?" he replied, just walked anxiously, completely ignoring Lan Li.

"You're crazy!" Lan Li yelled.

Sheccel finally stopped, but still turned her back to Lan Li, as if she suddenly understood something, which startled Lan Li.

"Lambs! It must be him!"

They continued: "The memories of the people have been altered, they have forgotten that the circus exists, and the King's army is all rubbish! Could it be that he (referring to Lambs) also belongs to the House of London, or has used the return of this family as a cover to carry out another of his schemes?"

A stream of water struck him on the head, and he collapsed.

"I'm sorry, but that's the only thing I can do to keep you from losing your mind. Lan Li lowered her head as if she was frightened and said silently.

She didn't know what he was guarding against almost everyone, but trusting her in every way, and that in a future he could not foresee, they would have to intervene in it, and that it would sooner or later become an active counterattack. She only remembered that "the world was dying in fragility", and fear grew in her heart.

The world is made up of secrets, and once all the secrets are made public, the world will disappear with them.

2）

He breathed slowly, but the breath he exhaled was cold, as if it were about to condense the air.

"The world is moving towards ruin in fragility. This sentence still lingers in Lan Li's ears, what a ridiculous statement, but he interprets it so really, as if the end is really coming.

There were only two of them in the room, but more of a living person and an almost cold corpse than two of them, he was still alive, but he subconsciously controlled his internal organs to make everything around him cold, making the house look like an ice cellar.

The breath she exhaled instantly turned into white mist, and the temperature was still decreasing. She didn't even know how powerful it was.

Wake up, she thought, and her body shivered from the cold. But outside the window, it is a beautiful day, a lively city.

She could no longer bear the cold, and left him in the world he had created.

Tank and Myron are still happily doing their "hard work", and the two of them seem to be in high spirits all the time, and they don't seem to feel tired anymore in an orderly manner, but instead sped up their original speed.

No, the third floor will be completed in a few hours. The day is just in time.

Lan Li was simply amazed at the abilities of the two men, and she looked at the two busy people on the street with reverence. There were also many people who came to see the two men, and some even handed them some tools and building materials. At this pace, the project, which was entirely imaginary without sketches, was almost complete. Of course, magic has also helped a lot, how can there be such a fast construction project in the human world!

Lan Li was still a little worried in her heart, and the day that should have been happy and playful became boring like this.

Lan Li invited the two to have some tea and talked for a while, and after a few days, the two of them devoted themselves to their work again. According to their own ideas, they were going to finish it before nightfall, even a day shorter than expected. Although Myron was still clamoring to see the festival, it was all just talk, and Lan Li smiled happily at the two naïve "strong men" with satisfaction. In their eyes, this is a rare and reassuring smile, yet so real. They were glad that Shecher's arrival had indeed brought her and them infinite hope and a future.

In the slight conversation just now, Lan Li was also in a relaxed mood, and almost forgot about Shecher in the deep "ice cellar". She'd been out for a long time, and he would have woken up normally, she thought, and hoped.

When she returned to Salmoni's house, she felt the chill again as soon as she entered the door, and it seemed to spread from that bedroom to the whole house, but fortunately Senna was not at home. She hadn't entered Shecher's room, and from the bone-chilling cold she realized that his condition might be critical, and she couldn't believe that she had done him so much harm. In self-blame, she lit a stove, trying to use this warmth to drive away the unbearable cold, but after all, it was an irresistible cold, and this fire was powerless to return to the sky. Feeling hopeless, she walked straight to his room, but the closer she got, the colder it became, it was an incomparably rare form of radioactive magic, she thought. When she opened the door, she felt powerless, thinking that Shecher must be lying there like a block of ice and continuing to radiate the cold.

She was remorseful and scared, because it was full of incredulity: there was no one in the house!

Where did the cold come from? and where did Scher go?!

Reality didn't give her time to guess, and she collapsed in front of the door.

3）

I didn't expect Manguras to get hold so easily. The middle-aged man stroked the "mangulas" in his hand wantonly, and the rest of the people just looked at the middle-aged man or the minute hand in silence.

Everyone was crammed into this dark hut, and although they couldn't see everyone's faces, they must have been hideous.

"The next target is 'Igoupanis'—the hour hand of the gods!"

"Oh, George, I feel the boiling water, the 'Wood Spirit Serpent' is mine!" a hoarse voice pierced everyone's eardrums.

"You're so loud. "This is a playful woman.

"I don't like it, as an important combat force of the family, I first declare that I will not participate in the next operation, gray is disgusting!" The arrogant young Ayrt stroked his love knife and took the lead in setting an example.

Then everyone took a turn to speak, and finally four members agreed to participate in the next action.

"The location of this operation is Recovery Island, it will be carried out in secret, don't make a big move, you know?" the middle-aged man still had a blank face on his face and warned the performers of the mission.

From time to time, there will be a rustle of snake letters in the house, accompanied by the rhythm of the rattling tail, like the little ghosts are having a party, a party without light.