Mindith Hall, afternoon, the Duke's study.

"You don't know why you're here, do you?"

Hearing the question, Tails in the study raised his head and looked in front of him with a faint doubt.

It was an old woman, who sat casually across from her, with a vicissitudes of face but an elegant temperament, and behind her the nun was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a veil and standing in a stern manner.

The sunset emblem on their robes reflects a dark gold light, which is particularly suitable for the classic and trendy interior style of the Mindice Room.

The only thing that was wrong was that Gilbert was sitting on the other side of the room, looking at Tails' guest with an unkind face.

Just now, when Marius had blankly led the teacher sent by the Temple of the Sunset into his study, Gilbert hurried to his hind feet, looking at the old woman with a look of surprise and vigilance.

"I know, it's a theology class. ”

Tails gave Gilbert an inquiring look, tentatively addressing the title of the woman in front of him:

"Megan...... Sacrifice?"

The old woman, Meghan, shook her head, still smiling.

"No, you don't know. ”

Megan smiled and pointed to the top of her head, smiling easy-going, but with respectful eyes.

"You think you're here only for the sake of instruction and tradition, but in fact, whether you're sitting here or I'm here, it's God's will. ”

The voice of the sacrificial lady has a peculiar sense of mystery.

God's will?

Out of politeness, Tails forced a smile.

Okay, okay.

For several days, the boy had been curious about what his theology teacher would be like, after all, he had very few clergy he had direct contact with since he was a child: the night priests he had encountered in his beggar days were extremely enthusiastic and nervous, the sunset monks were full of compassion and piety, and the Haoyue priests in the northern land were cold and inaccessible, and they were thousands of miles away.

But now it seems...... In the prince's theology class, there seemed to be no surprise.

Tails sighed softly in his heart.

The words of the sacrifice continue:

"The sunset testifies that our fate has long been linked in the dark. ”

With that, Meghan's face turned pale, and then she lowered her head and coughed violently in her handkerchief.

"Nia ......" Meghan looked pained.

Tails was slightly startled, but the young nun standing behind the priest seemed to be prepared, and with a calm expression, she immediately skillfully took out a box, took out a few pills, and waited for the older Meghan to take it with water, soothing her cough.

Tails and Gilbert looked at each other.

After more than ten seconds, Meghan's cough gradually subsided.

"I'm sorry, but the setting sun has put me through the test of illness to cleanse me of a better self. ”

She put away her handkerchief and said apologetically to Tails:

"This is a benevolent gift from the goddess, and there is nothing wrong with it, but it has caused you to suffer together. ”

The Goddess's Gift of Kindness?

Tails could only smile politely and shake his head to indicate that it didn't matter:

"As long as you're healthy, you're ......"

But before the Duke could say a few more words, Meghan, who had fully recovered from her cough, closed her eyes, gently stretched her fingers with a grateful expression, and made a few prayers that were too fast to read clearly, and said something in her mouth.

"My precepts, the sunset knows. ”

Even the veiled young nun was hurriedly putting away the medicine box and following the prayer ceremony, looking very religious.

Divine sticks.

Tails, who was bet on the conversation, was shocked and silently gave this evaluation.

Tails glanced at Gilbert in the distance, hoping to gain some recognition from him, but Gilbert still looked solemnly at the old priestess who had come to teach.

That's rare.

After doing the prayer, Meghan noticed Tails' eyes and looked back at Gilbert.

"Aren't you going to leave, Count Cassel?"

The older priest was smiling and easy-going, and those who didn't know might think that the two had known each other for many years.

Until Gilbert snorted.

"According to the previous correspondence with the Church," Count Cassel replied less politely:

"The Prince's teacher should be Bishop Stylianides of the Mission Department, a friend of mine for many years, who is very knowledgeable and sincere in his faith, and is very well suited to open the way for his students. ”

When Meghan heard this, she didn't think it was wrong:

"But it's me?"

Gilbert narrowed his eyes:

"As far as I know, in the Temple of the Sunset, the two parts of sacrifice and mission are not subordinate to each other: the high priest leads the former, receives oracles, and listens to the decree of God, while the archbishop leads the latter, handles secular affairs, and governs the church. ”

Gilbert's tone was rather unkind, causing Tails to frown as well:

"Since when did the Holy Archbishop Riccia also become interested in the secular affairs of the mission ministry such as teaching nobles?

The two departments of sacrifice and mission, not under each other?

Tails suddenly discovers that as a servant of the gods, the Temple of the Sunset doesn't seem to be so simple.

However, Meghan still smiled as usual, and gently spit out a few words:

"Your Majesty knows. ”

At that moment, Gilbert and Tails' faces changed in unison.

I saw that Meghan maintained a smile that I didn't know whether it was polite or pious, flashed her fingers and made another prayer gesture:

"The purpose of the sunset is always mysterious, and at first glance it is unexpected, but when you look closely, it must make sense. ”

"I hope you don't mind, Count. ”

The nuns behind her hurriedly followed the prayer ritual, in keeping with the sacrifice.

Gilbert twitched, as if he wasn't used to eating like this.

I saw the former foreign secretary pursed his lips sullenly for a few seconds, and then said stupidly:

"I'll ask the Fuxing Palace for confirmation, well, maybe with a little bit of my advice. ”

Sacrificial Megan let out a "welcome" or "please" smile.

Tails frowned as well.

Gilbert snorted, but had no intention of leaving:

"Then I think that the tolerant goddess of the sunset will definitely not mind if I am here to temporarily sit in on His Highness's classes and share the divine grace?"

"Liv Meghan Sacrifice?"

Meghan only bent the corners of her mouth, uncommittal.

She paused for a moment, then ignored Gilbert and instead headed Tails behind her desk.

"So, about the gods, Tails," said the elder priestess, warmly:

"How much do you know?"

At that moment, Tails' memory was stirred.

A long-lost melodious voice rang in his head, transporting him back to the past.

[When you think of the gods, what do you think of first?]

Tails was in a trance.

"Yes, Your Highness, Your Highness Tails. ”

Gilbert's hostile protest brought Tails back to reality, only to see the Earl of Cassel unpleasantly say to Meghan:

"Please use an honorific title. ”

Meghan smiled disappreciatively: "Of course." ”

But the priestess's eyes were fixed on Tails, waiting for him to reply.

About God......

The young man swallowed his throat and confirmed that he was not in a certain chess and card room in Longxiao City, so he said stupidly:

"Well, a long, long time ago, there was a man called—there was a god called 'Myojin'. ”

Meghan's face remained unchanged and waited quietly for him to continue.

Tails struggled to recall the common sense he had learned over the past six years, whether it was the chatter from the little slippery head or the boring ancient texts in "The Sacred Edict of the Ming":

"The Most High God created the world: with a bang, the heavens and the earth separated, the sun and the hell rivers were far away, and in the midst of them, all living things gradually took shape. ”

But as his energy was distracted by memories, the prince's tone became more and more casual:

"And then, and then the gods got off work—I mean, rested—and the first gods began to take over, and all I remember seems to be the moon, the night, the mountains, the shepherd's sea, the desert gods, the harvest, the bleak wind, ......."

Tails scratched his head:

"Of course, the biggest one is the 'Holy Day' Erol, who is said to be the sun itself, and can be regarded as the son of Myojin......"

Gilbert's heavy cough rang out in the room.

"It's okay," unexpectedly, Megan's sacrifice was just a gentle excuse, and she didn't mean to be offended:

A little hearsay and humor doesn't detract from our fear of God. ”

Tails, who had paused for a moment, raised his eyebrows and secretly squeezed out a mischievous look at Gilbert:

"From then on, the Holy Day is the head of the gods, ruling over the gods, and bless all things on their behalf......"

"Our world is named Errol......"

"Later, after the Scourge came to the world, the War of the End, and the 'Great Split', Errol was also unemployed like his father—ahem—and rested, and his daughter took over the duties and took care of the world with the rest of the gods, the goddess of the sunset......"

Well, that's right.

Therefore, in Tails's view, after the world history, from the Myogod Catholicism of the ancient empire, to the Holy Sun Church of the final empire, and then to the sunset temple of the Star Kingdom, in the world of Errol, the classic myth of "Myojin-Holy Sun-Sunset" inherited by the empire can be described as a tragic family business history closely related to the empire's territory:

The God generation worked hard and eventually became a big master.

The second generation of gods defeated Yetian, and the middle way collapsed.

God's three generations are dismal, bankrupt in—ahem, as if I'm the Prince of the Stars—revival is imminent.

The building is declining, bitter and sad, but somehow, there is still some inexplicable happiness.

By the way, when Tails summed up the above points, the priest of the Bright Moon Temple, who was in charge of teaching history class in Exeter, had a bad face, but the regent of Lisbane on the side listened with relish and nodded again and again.

Tails finished the above in the tone of a market bargain.

He smiled at the odd-looking Gilbert and the pensive Meghan Sacrifice.

"You know a lot about ......"

Megan's sacrificial eyes were calm, as if she was thinking.

"Thank you. ”

Tails shrugged.

“...... But it's not very detailed. Megan finished her words lightly.

Not precisely, of course.

In fact, most of these bluffing myths and legends were told to him by a girl with glasses and a demon-man who would not die.

Well, maybe thanks to some of the Northlanders who had collected a large collection of books for his dragon queen, and who knew where he was now.

"So do you believe in God, Tails?"

Meghan reopened, her eyes blazing:

"Do you believe that it was God's arrangement for us to meet here?"

Tails raised an eyebrow and glanced at the former Foreign Secretary.

This time, he reaped a long-awaited sense of recognition in Gilbert's expression, who even sighed unabashedly.

I know, right?

But Tails is still a prince after all, and no matter how boring the people in this class are, at least he has to maintain the relationship between the royal family and the temple on the surface, and ensure that the two sides have a tacit understanding.

The prince cleared his throat and returned to solemnity:

"Of course I believe in the ...... of the sunset goddess"

"No, you don't believe it. ”

Megan interrupted him coldly.

I saw the older priestess looking straight at him, her gaze pressing, and the wrinkles on her face were particularly conspicuous at this moment:

"You don't believe in the absurd myths and legends, you don't believe in the certified church scriptures, and you don't believe that gods like the sunset are supposed to be our lord and faith. ”

Tails was stunned.

Meghan snorted softly, her eyes clear and her tone solemn:

"You would rather believe that this is politics, a strategy, or a struggle, and that we are gathered here, and that it is the measures taken by the Sunset Church to influence the royal family, in order to influence the future king. ”

"It's like the Count of Cassel who has a disdainful face but wants to pretend to be serious. ”

In the distance, Gilbert, who was still drinking tea with the corners of his mouth cocked, choked up.

Yes?

"You are the same as the vast majority of high-ranking people in this world who are self-righteous, respectful on their faces, and disapproving behind their backs because they hold little power, have a slightly higher status, have a little knowledge, and have learned a little......

"Don't believe in God. ”

"Despise God. ”

This is too blunt and harsh to leave no room for error.

Tails had to retract his smile, and Gilbert put down his teacup as well.

Meghan's tone was extremely cold, and even the nun behind her felt the aura, glancing at the prince and the earl in uneasiness.

So, you won't know what it's like to live in a world where there is God, what God and faith bring to the world, and how true believers live. ”

Meghan, who was expressionless, looked back at Tails and made eye contact with him.

You don't know what you will discover if you learn about the world of God and faith with devotion. ”

At that moment, Tails felt slightly suffocated, as if at this moment, the other party was the owner of this study.

He took a deep breath:

"I ......"

"Then a part of your world is forever missing. ”

Meghan doesn't seem to care about the other party's position of power, and doesn't give the duke a chance to speak:

"It's bad. ”

She leaned forward and looked Tails in the eye.

"Very bad. ”

As if to penetrate his pupils, pierce his heart, and torture his soul.

"Very, very, very bad. ”

Her voice was low and her gaze was cold.

Tails' expression sank as well.

He sat behind his desk and was silent for a few seconds before slowly pushing away the book of "The Acts of the Apostles of the Sunset" that he had found for this lesson.

Gilbert wanted to lighten the not-so-friendly atmosphere, but as soon as he let out his first cough, Tails spoke.

"So, what are you going to do?"

I saw that the young Duke of Xinghu also looked at the formidable eyes of the sunset priestess:

"What would you do if I didn't believe in God?"

Tails smiled and spread his hands:

"Burn me?"

There was silence in the room.

Meghan frowned and looked at Tails carefully.

Seconds passed.

I saw Megan snort coldly, and her tone was not good:

"Yes. ”

This time it was Tails' turn to be stunned.

What, what?

The little nun who was standing nervous, she had never seen such a battle, and looked at the stunned Duke of Xinghu in horror, as if she was afraid that he would be angry and would say "drag it out and slaughter it".

Gilbert's cough suddenly became high-pitched:

"Ahem, Your Highness, the ...... today"

This time, however, Count Cassel's untimely but forced interruption did not work.

I saw Meghan Priest smile mysteriously, ignore Gilbert for the third time, and add the unfinished words:

“...... A long time ago, yes. ”

As soon as these words came out, Tails's tightened eyebrows tightened.

Please, don't gasp for breath.

I saw the priestess slowly leaning back in her chair, and her tone became gentle again:

"So, Tails, will burning you change your faith?"

"Will it make you believe in the existence of God, the glory of God, the greatness of God?"

Gilbert in the distance let out a sigh of relief, apparently he had given up on correcting her title.

Tails blinked, barely raising the corners of his lips.

Megan Priest smiled and picked up the teacup in her hand:

"Then why are we going to burn you?"

Megan took a sip of tea:

"You must know that faith is not burned out of fire, let alone killed with a butcher's knife. ”

The priestess's words were slow, but without the aggressiveness of Fang Cai:

"If I want to burn you just because you don't believe in God, it will only increase your disgust and rebellion, strengthen your position and heart, and will not help the spread of faith, and even more contrary to the original intention of the gods. ”

Megan put down the teacup and looked at him fixedly:

"What is made out of fear will not be a steadfast faith, but only an endless hatred that will accumulate gradually and eventually be vented. ”

"Believe me, history has long proven it. ”

Meghan glanced at Gilbert, who was also frowning, intentionally or unintentionally, and said lightly

On the contrary, the tribulations of reality often bring about spiritual sublimation - it is precisely in the persecution and suffering that many great prophets and divine envoys for thousands of years have awakened to the true meaning of faith and spread more widely among the people. ”

Tails looked at the sunset priestess in front of him in amazement.

This attitude......

Don't you think of the church?

Megan turned around and smiled slightly:

"So, Your Royal Highness the Duke. ”

For the first time, she used an honorific title.

Combined with her softened content and friendly tone, Tails found that his preconceived notions of the priestess had faded anyway.

Megan said solemnly:

"Only evil gods and demons, only arrogant mortals, are keen to preach blood and violence, to enjoy killing and destruction, to rely on oppression and power to fight for power and profit, to exclude dissent, to rely on them for victory, and to be proud of them. ”

Tails sat up straight unconsciously.

"But the true gods, like our goddess of the sunset, are all-encompassing, forgiving, showing mercy and forgiveness, helping and guiding the lost lambs, even to pagan beliefs. ”

This is the meaning of faith – salvation. ”

Megan smiled slightly:

"So please let go of your hostility, Tails, and open your mind from a skeptic to a tolerant. ”

"Because that's what God does to you. ”

Tails looked at her with a frown.

In the distance, Gilbert let out a long sigh and muttered something like "sure enough, I still miss that old fellow Stylianides."

After a few seconds, Tails let out a sigh of relief and had to adjust his attitude:

"Oh well. ”

Strangely, the way he spoke was far from tomorrow, but for some reason, Tails remembered the scene when he faced the old crow.

"So, are you going to teach me how to believe in a goddess, Liv Megan?"

The Duke is colorful.

Megan smiled and took another sip from her teacup.

When she put down the teacup, her tone became deep and mysterious again.

"Hundreds of years ago, there was a young man in the world who suffered misfortune, his family business was in decline, and his future was ruined. ”

Tails was stunned, stunned that the other had begun to tell the story.

When he was desperate, he received a revelation from God. ”

Meghan looked blank, as if she was in the middle of the story at that moment:

So the young man followed the will of God, faced the setting sun, and traveled all the way to the west. ”

Be...... An unfortunate young man encounters a divinely inspired story of salvation?

Tails glanced at Gilbert and noticed that the latter's face had changed slightly.

Meghan's tone became gloomy:

"The day is near, but the young man is not giving up westward, his road is becoming darker and more dangerous, and his eyes are becoming more and more confused and confused. ”

Finally, at sunset, in the deep darkness without moon and light, exhausted and in a trance, he lost consciousness and hope, and stepped into the middle of the icy Muhe River in a trance. ”

But the priestess immediately changed her words:

"And when the merciless river is about to overflow over his head......"

Meghan's words became serious:

As if commanded, at that moment, the dark long night clouds opened and dispersed, and the reckless world was reopened. ”

The traditional dramatic twist caught Tails' attention, and he listened to the story with interest:

In an instant, the starry sky lit up for him, and the endless stars shimmered again. ”

Megan's sacrificial expression became majestic and solemn, as if the gods were right in front of her:

"Just as the gods created the world. ”

"Just as the holy day opens the heavens. ”

"Just as after the end, all things are born again. ”

There seemed to be a thousand lights in Meghan's eyes:

"Wake up the unfortunate and fortunate youth from despair and sorrow. ”

Tails coughed lowly.

"Creation of the world, opening the heavens or something......"

"When the sun goes down, it gets dark, and the stars come out," Tails murmured quietly:

"I thought this was natural common sense, not a miracle?"

Meghan paused slightly, and looked at the duke, who couldn't help but interrupt the story.

But the priestess just tugged at the corners of her mouth and continued the story:

So, on that miraculous day, the young man stood under the starry sky, was inspired by God's will, understood his mission, and made a solemn vow. ”

In the face of many tribulations, he must cheer himself up and forge ahead. ”

And what he wants to revive is not just the family business that has been in decline for a long time. ”

Meghan stared straight into Tails' eyes:

"What young people want to revive is to save lives and faith, to dispel cold and despair, and to dispel the light and heat of the sun, in the last days when the gods have fallen and disasters are pervasive, and to shine forever on the world. ”

The gods have fallen, and calamity has spread......

Tails, who didn't feel right, raised his head:

"So you're going to tell me that before that there were no stars in the world and it was dark at night?"

But Meghan ignored him:

"Since then, young people have converted to the setting sun, adopted it as the state religion, built shrines, and broadcast their faith. ”

Wait a minute.

State religion?

Tails' face changed, and he had to straighten up with his elbows on the table.

Could it be ......

Sure enough, the next moment, Meghan looked at the Duke of Star Lake in front of her with a subtle expression, and said as if she was in a hurry:

Thus began the great deeds of Tormund I. ”

"The Kingdom of the Stars is thriving. ”

Meghan's voice fell.

There was silence in the study for a few seconds.

Until Tails smiled awkwardly.

This is a classic passage from the Sunset Sutra, written by the prophet and messenger of the goddess, the clergy brother of 700 years ago, Mohasa himself. ”

I saw Meghan smile slightly, half teasing and half reminding:

"You should know more about the stories of your ancestors. ”

"Tails. ”

Tails lowered his head and cleared his throat, pretending not to hear.

What divine revelation, what re-light, what opens the heavens, what makes vows......

This is actually the story of Tormund I who encountered a miracle and made a wish to establish a country?

That's, isn't it?

"There is a debate about this story, even within the Sunset Church," Gilbert said, glaring at his guests with a warning in his eyes, "especially the point of the vows." ”

"Megan sacrifices. ”

Meghan gave Gilbert a look in return, as if she was displeased and ridiculous.

"Our Earl is not satisfied with the story of the edification of believers in the Sunset Sutra," Meghan looked at Tails gently:

"But it doesn't matter. ”

In the next second, Meghan's face became serious again:

"Because no matter how ridiculous and unscrupulous, it is good to ...... to scrutinize"

"When 700 years ago, this story spread and took root in the hearts of everyone......

Megan spoke lightly, and the words she said made Tails frown:

"Tormund is no longer the remnant prince of the evil empire, no longer a foreign warrior who invades his homeland to eat, drink, and use, no longer an illegitimate wild breed with a humble identity and suspicious blood, and no longer a brutal warlord with self-respect and ambition. ”

Hearing these adjectives, Tails was shocked.

This time, Gilbert was no longer polite, and he snapped:

"Metan sacrifice!"

But Meghan didn't care, just had a dark look in her eyes:

"Rather, in the eyes of the believers, recognized by the unattainable gods, preached by the monks who are zealous in helping others, enlightened by the setting sun, grateful for the afterglow of the holy sun, and thus vowed and worked hard to create a paradise on earth—"

"The King of Revival. ”

Tails looked grimacing.

Gilbert still pursed his lips, looking very angry.

From then on, Tomund no longer had to brutally execute every native who disobeyed his rule in order to make an example of the monkeys, he no longer had to be vigilant about whether the well water from the village was poisoned to ensure safety, and he no longer had to worry about a reliable place to stay or a source of conscription in order to fight again. ”

Tails' expression became more and more serious.

He understood the meaning of the other party's words.

"Until the day when he succeeds in his hegemony and the kingdom is established......"

The goddess of the setting sun became the patron saint of the royal family of the Bright Stars, witnessing the coronation and death of every king since. ”

Megan's sacrifice is the right color road:

"Since then, the Sunset Temple has been entangled with the fate of the Bright Star Royal Family, and it is difficult to separate. ”

Entangled with the fate of the Bright Star Royal Family......

Tails repeated this sentence silently, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Megan paused slightly, and then spoke faster:

"At the beginning of the first century of the end of the calendar, the 'King of Taiping' Kessel I overhauled the temple to attract believers and praise all the people. ”

"The Blade 'Blade' Tomond II appointed Bishop Longdon as Prime Minister, following the mandate of heaven, spreading faith and expanding the territory. ”

"The 'Nioh' Sume I was pious in his beliefs and deeds, and finally moved the goddess to send down the miracle of Ganlin and explain the misfortune of the great drought in the year. ”

"Horace I 'Six Fingers' swore an oath under the idol of the setting sun, blessed by the gods, to defend themselves against heresy from across the ocean. ”

"'Jackal' Sumei III clearly set the rules, re-proclaimed the state religion, and then established the faith. ”

"The 'Virtuous Monarch' Min Dis III Promotes Theology, Seals the Great Scriptures, and Confers ...... Monks"

With each example Meghan said, Tails' mind jumped, forcing him to go back and find the knowledge in history class that matched that.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but notice that Gilbert's brow gradually tightened and his cough intensified as the sacrifice continued.

"For the sake of the kingdom, Tails, the hearts are not aligned, and the strength is even more difficult—if they are not in harmony with the objects in which your people believe, and fear, and in which they care, and are alien to their world. ”

"And how will you rule the kingdom on the throne in the future?"

Tails' face gradually became heavy as the other party said it.

He suddenly realized that the theology he was talking about was far from the same thing as the theology he understood.

And the fact behind these stories is that we have always lived in a world where there is a God, whether you acknowledge its miracles or not, understand its power or not. ”

"They may seem unattainable, but they are never far from our world and deeply affect our lives......"

Megan sank her face:

"Sometimes mysterious and sometimes superficial, as if there is a trace but there is no way to guess. ”

Priest Megan tidied up her robe and said softly:

"A word is as strong as a million soldiers. ”

"That's the power of faith. ”

Tails was silent for a long time.

But after a few seconds, Meghan's tone was brisk again.

"Therefore, my duty in this class, Tails," Meghan smiled, despite Gilbert's frowning expression.

It is not to encourage you to believe in something, not to point you to where the true God is, not to teach you to memorize the scriptures, but to help you discover your relationship with God and understand the distance between yourself and God in the process of discussing this issue with you. ”

Megan stared straight at him:

"Help you better – know yourself. ”

"Whether you are a mortal now or you will rule the kingdom in the future. ”

Tails frowned slightly.

Knowing, self?

What the other party said at this moment reminded him of the indescribable and incomparably mysterious powerful magician in the 'Critical Realm'.

From the perception of the gods, to the knowledge of the self......

Is it a coincidence?

"Because what we're going to explore today isn't just about God," Meghan laughs.

"It's a science about people. ”

Tails' heart moved.

"So, theology," he asked with interest:

"But it's about people?"

Megan smiled and didn't answer directly.

"And you might as well put aside your hostility - just let the poor Count Cassel over there guard them. ”

Gilbert coughed unnaturally several times again.

Seconds passed, with a bit of plausible heaviness, Tails looked up and smiled awkwardly:

"That'...... Okay?"

Megan smiled.

Well, at least admit it.

Tails said silently in his heart.

She could really tell.

Even Gilbert couldn't interject.

At the very least, Tails no longer dared to underestimate the elderly priestess in front of him, and despised this "theological lesson" that sounded like a chatter but actually had a lot of meaning between the lines.

But after all, he still underestimated the energy of the other party.

"And our first lesson, Tails, let's talk about a ...... that has been bothering you for years."

"More problems that have plagued us for thousands of years. ”

Haunt me for a few years, haunt you for thousands of years?

Duke Xinghu looked up suspiciously.

The next second.

Liv Meghan, the Sunset Priest who rarely refers to him by honorific titles, spoke as usual.

I saw her understate and say one word:

"Magic. ”

His Royal Highness the Prince suddenly changed color.