"Look, Lysemeka, the glory of the ancient kings has penetrated the clouds and shone on the earth. A voice is calling the king, but the world turns a blind eye to it."
"But so what?" Lysemeka broke free from Kaya's hand and grasped the pendant in the air. "We don't even know who that person is. He has everything, but we will lose everything."
"Greed can blind people, sister. Dusk has come because of the Day of Final Judgement."
"Dusk is dead, and the demons have fallen into civil strife. Sooner or later, they will return to the chaos, and we must find a strong backer. Only he can let us take back our kingdom." Lysemeka's eyes sparkled. "The kingdom above the earth is more powerful than you and I imagined. Even the Dragon Queen is no match for the people on the ground. I have found someone who will let us regain the lost glory."
Strangely enough, when she held the pendant of the necklace in her hand, the pendant seemed to have completely lost its magic and reappeared as an ordinary necklace pendant, lying quietly in her palm.
The dark elf girl glanced at her, shook her head, sighed, and said nothing more.
"Miss Lysemeka?"
Lysemeka looked back with a sense of loss. She saw Haruze looking at her cautiously, and her prismatic pupils flashed slightly.
She reached out and gently stroked the little prince's head. "It's nothing, Haruze. This is a matter of our clan."
She picked up the pendant in her hand, and the scales on the back of her hand shone in the moonlight. "This is the treasure of my clan. Kaya is the priestess of Jokesha and the keeper of this treasure. This treasure is very important to my clan, so I will not let anyone else have it."
Haruze looked at Kaya, who was not far away, dubiously. The dark elf girl chose to remain silent.
"Then Miss Lysemeka, please put it away quickly. I promise that no one can take it away from you. You are my sister's and my guest. We will protect your safety in Erouine," he replied.
"Good boy," Lysemeka smiled. "No one can take it away from you, but you still have to keep it a secret because it will only bring you and your sister trouble. Do you understand?"
Haruze nodded.
It was at this time that a melodious song suddenly came from the distant hills. Haruz turned his head curiously in that direction. He had never heard the language in the song. It was neither the song of the mountain people nor the local slang of Anzeruta.
"What's that?" The young prince asked curiously. Golden rain was falling from the sky, and the flames seemed to light up half of the night on the distant horizon. He did not expect someone to be singing at this time.
Moreover, this song seemed to have some kind of strange magical power that made people feel a little sad.
"That's the Lion Man of Toquinin," Lysemeka listened for a moment before looking in that direction and replying.
"Why are they singing?" Haruz asked again. "What are they singing?"
But this time, Medusa didn't say anything.
Instead, it was Kaya who glanced at the young prince and replied, "Because thousands of years later, someone else passed the trial of the Chong Mountains, and a king was crowned with the crown that belonged to him. The Lionfolk of Toquinin, the Dwarves of the Mountains, and the people of Jorgendy Ridge are all the people of the land —"
As she said this, her eyes fell on Lysemeka, but the latter did not respond. Instead, she said to her, "So what? How were we driven out of our homes and reduced to slaves of the demons? The people of the earth are long dead. Believe in yourself, Kaya, believe in the guidance of Goddess Jokesha. "
"The King of the Earth is not the only one who has descended. Sister, you know that."
Lysemeka's expression changed slightly.
… …
In the Garden of White Roses of the Saint Kontipou Palace, all the guests in the banquet hall seemed to have forgotten the passage of time at this moment. People looked up like ducks with their necks pinched, their mouths wide open as they stared blankly at Scarlet in the air.
The mountain girl held the trembling Azure Spear in her hand. The dreamy green spear pointed in a certain direction, as if it would fly out of her hand at any moment.
Everyone saw that the golden and silver Lines of Law intertwined with each other, constantly appearing and disappearing in the hall. They gradually formed a mysterious picture around Scarlet.
At this moment, the whole hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Only Ovina's voice echoed under the dome.
"Hold me tight, but don't bind the will of the sacred relic!"
"It seems to be saying something to me, Ovina!" Scarlet shouted anxiously. "Should I respond to it?"
"That's not my voice, but the echo of the mountains. Someone has passed the trial of the Chong Mountains."
"What does that mean?"
"It means that a king has returned to Wohnde and put on his laurel crown, so the sacred sword that belongs to him is about to return."
Suddenly, a deafening roar that drowned out the conversation between the two reverberated in the hall. Scarlet felt as if the Azure Lance in her hand had become a thousand times more powerful than before, and a vast will had descended upon the lance.
A sacred symbol manifested in the hall.
"Lady Martha!"
"Heavens, that's Lady Martha's sacred emblem!"
The hall was suddenly thrown into chaos. Ever since the gods left, no one had seen such a scene. Martha's sacred emblem manifested, as if that glorious era had returned to this land.
But this scene only lasted for a moment. Everyone saw the spear in Scarlet's hand shoot out a blinding light. It formed a beam of light that shot towards the empty area that Scarlet was pointing at — the empty side corridor of the banquet hall — and hit an arched window there.
Then a miracle happened. After the beam of light hit the arched window, it immediately opened a door. The door was a scene that no one had ever seen before — a shallow blue sea and rolling mountains on the horizon.
The moment the door opened, the beam of light disappeared. Even the curtains and broken glass near the door were all sucked in.
But in the blink of an eye, the door of light began to shrink and finally disappeared.
Only Scarlet, who was still holding the Azure Spear, was left in the hall. She stared blankly at the scene, but after a moment, she acutely felt that something was missing from the Azure Spear in her hand.
She turned around and was about to ask Ovina something. But it was at this moment that the entire Lushta suddenly shook.
Almost everyone in the hall lost their footing and fell to the ground.
After a moment of silence —
Someone asked in a panic, "What was that just now?"
"An earthquake?"
"Was the Kingdom hit again?"
But before he finished speaking, the glass of the arched window on the side of the banquet hall suddenly shattered. A gust of wind swept in from outside the White Rose Garden, and in an instant, all the candles and magic lamps in the hall were extinguished.
Before the crowd in the hall could react, they were blown up by the strong wind and hit the wall one after another, and fell down again. The dark hall was suddenly in chaos. Although the nobles still did not understand what had happened, it did not stop them from making the worst guess.
The darkness was immediately in chaos. People screamed and rushed in panic to the basement — the room where the long-distance teleportation circle was located. The crowd gathered together and almost washed away everything in their reach. The cries of women and children, the cursing of men, and the shouting of each other mixed together and went straight to the sky.
Only a few people in the crowd were able to maintain their composure. Ciel, Medissa, and Scarlet were among them. The three of them were different from the other nobles who were panicking, and they reacted almost immediately after the incident.
The Shire immediately cast a protective spell on himself, while Metisha and Scarlet went against the flow of people, trying to rush out of the hall to see what had happened.
Since Medissa's original position was closer to the front, she was the first to separate from the crowd and come to the promenade. At this time, the wind from the outside didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. The wind passed through the corridor, and the broken curtains of the arched windows fluttered. At a glance, it looked like a group of flying ghosts.
When Metisha came to the corridor, she saw a man covered in blood running towards her. As he ran, he shouted at her, "Miss Delfien! Miss Delfien is gone! "
The little elven princess was slightly stunned. She quickly held the man and asked, "What did you say?"
"The portal just now, Miss Delfien is gone!" The man who was obviously dressed as a royal butler said incoherently. His face was covered in blood.
Metisha just understood what he meant. Before she could ask for more details, the light in the White Rose Garden dimmed slightly.
She looked up and saw something crawling in through the broken arched window.
It was a creature made entirely of crystal.
It was as tall as two to three people and took up half of the corridor. It looked a little like a spider with four pairs of legs and a distinct head, chest, and abdomen. The head was sharp and thin, and looked like a hook. However, the thick carapace on its body was similar to that of some crustaceans, which made it look a little out of place.
However, it was obvious that the creature was up to no good. The moment it saw Metisha, it raised its two front legs and a conspicuous red light flashed in its eyes.
"Crystal Cluster —"
The little elven princess stared at the creature with a long spear in her hand and squeezed out two words from between her teeth.
… …
Time seemed to be in a state of stagnation for a long time.
Brando once thought that he was dead. He felt that he was in a dark world with no up or down and no left or right. It was as if there was no passage of time and no concept of space. The only thing he could feel was his own thoughts.
He couldn't make a sound and couldn't move. He didn't even know how much time had passed. Maybe it was a day, or maybe it was a year, or maybe it was completely stagnant. Due to the lack of reference, he only felt that it was an extremely long period of time.
"This is the world after death?"
He couldn't help but think.
But soon, he realized that he was wrong.
… …
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