Something big happened? Brando's heart skipped a beat when he heard what his wizard servant said. Did something happen to Kurul, or did something happen to his senior sister and Metisha? The Shire's voice continued in the messaging crystal, "My Lord, it's best if you go out and take a look." Go out and take a look? He had some doubts in his heart, but he was finally relieved. At least it was not a big problem. He held the small hand of the Roman next to him and activated the 'time and space' element. The lines of the law retreated as if they were surrendering. His body flashed twice and he was outside the castle. Behind him, the black wolf Ko Hua looked at Mérietla who was on the ground with disdain. He opened a light door and followed him out.
Outside the castle, Brando finally understood what The Shire meant by 'something big'. It was only one or two o 'clock in the afternoon, but it was already dark outside the castle. Looking up at the sky, the sky above Fatham City seemed to be covered by a thick curtain. There were no clouds in the sky, and it was as dark as an airtight black hole. There were no stars, no moon, and it was even darker than midnight before dawn.
As far as the eye could see, the lights of Fatham Harbor had begun to rise. The entire harbor seemed to be boiling, shrouded in the hustle and bustle of screams.
"This is …" Brando looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.
"The eternal darkness has descended." Ko Hua's voice appeared behind him.
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The Silver Queen Constance slowly opened her eyes. What she saw was a pair of inhuman eyes that looked like melted silver balls. Those eyes belonged to a middle-aged woman in an ice blue dress who was sitting opposite her. The woman also seemed to have just woken up from a dream. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, but she seemed to have had a nightmare. Her eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and her face was filled with confusion. Beside the woman, the four people on the sofa opened their eyes one after another.
Among the four women, there was the Eternal Darkness Witch Atatrice, Greysword Saint-mephistopheles, a pair of freckled twins around the age of 16, and an old woman with a headscarf.
"How is it?" The Silver Queen asked.
"It's a pity." The middle-aged woman in the ice blue dress was still frowning as she shook her head. "I didn't do my best." She turned around and saw that there were two empty seats on the sofa that had been surrounded by people. "Anveil is dead, Merietra can't come back, the Star of Narration has lost its main star, and the Seat of the Wise Ones is on the verge of collapse. Kurul voluntarily handed over her authority, so the Seat of the Sword is also extinguished …"
"I got the authority of the Winter Moon 'Odiss'." Among the twins, the younger girl said, "Ariyeli was old and unwilling to participate in the battle. I killed her and helped her fulfill her wish." She glanced at the girl who looked exactly like her sitting beside her and smiled slightly, "Sister Vivian gave me the authority, so now I have the authority of two moons. My lord, am I powerful?"
"Mérietla's authority has returned to me." The little girl called Vivian frowned and replied coldly.
"You did well, Roya, Vivian." The middle-aged woman in the ice blue dress relaxed a little and smiled approvingly. She then looked at the gloomy old woman beside her, "Rodetta, what about you?"
"I didn't find Asolie. I heard that she appointed a little girl as the inheritor of the Moon of Death ten years ago. As for Yarrow, she died three years ago. She didn't have time to appoint an inheritor. Her inheritance is still asleep, and I got it." The old woman answered briefly, "It's the authority of the Moon of Death and Decay."
The middle-aged woman in the ice blue dress nodded, "I didn't get the authority of the Moon of Cup either. Someone interfered with the thread of fate, and I suspect it has something to do with that crazy woman, Eufkirya. It's said that she used the alias of Astja in the past thirty years to find something in Arucher. She might be looking for the next inheritor. I heard that she was very dissatisfied with Anveil. The witches in her line are all crazy, but they are extremely powerful. Anveil is indeed not worthy of the inheritance of the Moon of Cup — "
"As for the inheritance of the Moon of Swords … there's a slight deviation." Her expression turned sour, "Your Majesty, that young man doesn't seem to be my king's inheritor. However, he has another destiny on him, and it's definitely not simple. I sensed a very mysterious presence from him. I couldn't see his future through that presence, nor could I cut the thread of fate on him. When Mérietla met him, her thread of fate was obviously deflected. It was like … like … "
The middle-aged woman in the ice blue dress recalled the crystal ball she had shattered in her hand, and her expression became more solemn. Her tone became more uncertain, "It was as if the entire world changed at that moment."
Silver Queen Constance reached out and patted her hand gently. In this world, only Her Majesty would dare to do such a thing. If it were anyone else, they would have been killed by this woman in front of her. However, at this moment, the latter didn't feel anything wrong at all. Instead, she was a little fearful. "Esmeralda, don't worry too much. At least half of our plan has succeeded. Moreover, now I know that this little guy is not simple. Although we have underestimated him, I won't give him another chance."
"Your Majesty …" Esmeralda, the current Witch Queen of Bunosson, lowered her head deeply.
"I don't plan to play these little tricks with that little guy anymore. In my opinion, the nobles in Ludwig are nothing to worry about. The White Legion has arrived near Fathom Harbor. I've decided to attack him first. Next, I'll order the White Legion and the Highlanders to turn their spearheads and attack Fathom. Let the people in the north who are in a constant state of panic breathe a sigh of relief. Coincidentally, my dear son is also by his side. Constance replied confidently, "Esmeralda, out of the twelve powers of the witches, seven of them are in my hands. After that little guy is destroyed, it's just a matter of time before we reclaim the Bunosson. Some things can't be done in one go. You're too impatient. In fact, the current situation is similar to what I expected, or even better. After all, that's Darius' grandson. How can he be so simple? "
"You're right, Your Majesty," Esmeralda replied worriedly.
Constance stood up and glanced at her. She knew that the setback this time had cast a shadow over the witch's heart. She felt a little disdain in her heart, as the Witch Queen's performance had disappointed her. To her, this little bit of trouble was nothing. A person who truly achieved great things would not care about the difficulties in front of them and temporary setbacks. 'Sigh, these witches are always scheming and scheming, and have never seen the big picture.'
She suddenly admired the little opponent that she had never met. At least he had the temperament of a leader. He could make someone like Mephisto work for him willingly.
She walked to the window. The curtains automatically parted to the left and right as if there was magic. However, it was not sunny outside the window, but darkness. Just like the darkness that shrouded the sky above Fattan Port, the capital of the Cruz Empire was also plunged into endless darkness. The whole sky was like a huge black vortex, greedily sucking in all the light. It was as if doomsday had arrived. The sun, the moon, and the stars no longer rose.
At some point in time, a wild northern wind blew over the Imperial Capital. The northern wind mixed with snow and rain, falling from the sky in a swirl.
"Eternal darkness has arrived," the Silver Queen saw this scene and did not seem surprised at all. "It's exactly as described in the prophecy. Esmeralda, I heard that on this day, the thirteenth moon will rise in the sky, the black moon 'Kassandra'. However, no one has ever seen it. The myth also says that 'the thirteenth moon cannot be seen by mortals.' But as witches, you should be able to see this moon, right? Esmeralda, I don't think I've heard you mention this moon before. Does this moon also have an inheritance witch? "
Esmeralda trembled slightly, as if she had heard something terrible. However, she still answered honestly, "Yes, Your Majesty. The inheritance of the thirteenth moon is called the Witch of Nothingness. However, she is different from us. Her power does not come from Échis and his twelve daughters. It comes from the sea monster, Leviathan. Leviathan is the incarnation of the Sea of Magic. In the Twilight War, one of its teeth pierced through the elemental barrier between the Sea of Magic and the present world. After it broke, it formed the Mountain of Stopping the Storm. When it turned over in the Sea of Magic, it formed a huge Magic Tide. Our power is the twelve reflections of the Sea of Magic in the present world. It is said that the power of the thirteenth witch is the Sea of Magic itself. "
"Then she must be very strong?"
"Very strong …" Esmeralda paused. "I've never seen them. It is said that the inheritors of this line of witches are called Sophie. Their last generation of inheritance appeared at the end of the War of the Holy Saints. At that time, the twelve witches were by my king's side, but they were all defeated by the thirteenth witch."
Constance turned her head and frowned. "Isn't she also a witch? Why is she on the opposite side of you?"
"I don't know, Your Majesty. This line of witches is very mysterious. There are almost no rumors about them, even in Bunosson."
"She once defeated you. What about the Witch Queen? If I remember correctly, during the War of the Holy Saints, you witches were still led by the supreme Witch Queen, right? Could it be that even she was not a match for the thirteenth witch? "
Hearing this question, Esmeralda was slightly unhappy. "The witches have never been led by a Witch Queen. Your Majesty, we obey her orders because every previous Witch Queen was the master of the Winter Kingdom and also my king's queen. In comparison, the second identity is more restrictive on us, and the master of the Winter Kingdom is not irreplaceable. "
"Is it?" Silver Queen looked back at her. "I heard that the Witch Queen was the founder of the Witch Kingdom."
"The first Witch Queen was indeed, and she stole the power of the Magic Moon from Échis. Every subsequent Witch Queen was a believer of Échis, and their inheritance is the Witch of the North Wind. In ancient mythology, the North Wind is the source of magic, because we witches believe that all the North Wind in the world blows from the Mountain of Storm Stop. The Mountain of Storm Stop is the source of magic in this world, so the title of Witch of the North Wind is already a very noble title. However, just like the inheritance of the thirteenth moon, these two lines of inheritance have long been lost in the War of the Holy Saints." Esmeralda explained in detail.
After listening to this story, Constance was silent for a while and asked faintly, "Is it really broken?"
"At least on the surface, but …" Esmeralda hesitated for a moment, and her silver ball-like eyes seemed to be recalling something. "But a few decades ago, there was a witch who had been looking for these two lines of inheritance. Her name among the witches was Knudell, and she was a strange person. Yes, she was the Witch of the Moon of the Harp, but we have lost her whereabouts for at least 20 years."
"The Witch of the Moon of the Harp? I seem to have rarely heard you mention this line of inheritance."
Silver Queen suddenly raised her head and asked with great interest.
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In the Kingdom of the Dead, in the south of Bunosson, in a lifeless forest.
Two witches, one old and one young, stood in front of a small wooden house in the forest and silently watched the stars above their heads crumble, burn, and fall. On the ruins of the old star field, countless new stars lit up again. It was as if in just a few minutes, the entire night sky had completely changed its appearance. The Star of Confession fell to the west, and the Constellation of Sages was dim and eventually extinguished. Under the shadow of the Constellation of Swords, an inconspicuous dark star was nurtured, and countless other stars seemed to have turned into shooting stars, flying aimlessly in the night sky.
After a while, the old witch suddenly came back to her senses. She gently patted the shoulder of the little girl beside her and said, "Let's go, Ai Feilu, a new era has come. This is the prophecy that I told you before. The Sage's prophecy will come to the world, and it's time for you to leave this forest."
"Where should I go, teacher?" the little girl called Ai Feilu asked gently.
"Go where you should go."
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In the private library of a noble in Fathom Harbor. The black-haired female Knight closed the book in her hand. With the cold light of the crystal lamp between the rows of bookshelves, she could clearly see the words "Book of the Dark Prophecy" on the cover of the book. This book was designated as a forbidden book by the Holy Sanctum, and it was a sacred object of the witches. It was originally placed in the hall of the Pillar of the Kingdom of Winter. The book in front of her was, of course, a fake. It did not have the powerful power to see the future like the original, but the Book of the Dark Prophecy recorded a lot of history and secrets about witches. It was the best document that people used to study witches and even the Miirnas.
Maynild put down the book. The little princess of the Seifer family, Kiara, was quarreling with the elf and the latter's pseudo-dragon in the next room. During the quarrel, Yenid, the daughter of the Count of Gray Mountain, was in a dilemma. But it was not the noise that pulled the female Knight out of her thoughts. When she was reading the book in her hand, she could clearly feel the changes in the world around her. The light had dimmed, but it was not the change in the light of the magic lamp. She raised her head and looked behind the window.
The world outside was becoming dark.
It was not as gloomy as the dark clouds before a thunderstorm. Instead, it was pitch-black. The artificial lights in the city far and near were like stars in the darkness, shining brightly on the ground.
Not knowing when, the quarrel in the library had stopped. Maynild vaguely heard the two little girls gasping, but she did not care about the sound. She vaguely heard a buzzing sound behind her.
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