Before Magadal slowly opened her eyes, the first thing she felt was a burning pain. Her body was drenched in sweat, and her clothes and hair were stuck to her skin uncomfortably. Her exposed skin was burning with pain, as if her skin had been torn apart, exposing her fat and muscles to the scorching air.
She groaned in a low voice, her long eyelashes fluttering, and the first thing she saw was her arm on the walnut floor.
The injury was not as serious as she had imagined. There were a few abrasions on her arm, but the dark red scars were distributed on her snow-white skin, and it was a shocking sight.
She felt dizzy and got up from the ground. She looked around in a daze and found herself lying on the bed. It was a luxurious princess bed, with exquisite embossing decorations that were full of the style of the Antoine Silver Bay. For such a bed to appear in the heart of the Empire, it showed that the owner of this place took great care of his guests.
But Her Royal Highness' golden hair seemed to be covered in dust as it hung messily over her shoulders. She stared blankly at the scattered wooden floor and the rubble that fell from the ceiling. Only then did she remember everything that had happened earlier.
The servants in the manor were screaming, and it was noisy. She looked out the window and saw the sky in the west had turned into a bright golden red color. He ran to the window and raised his head. Countless densely packed golden lines were reflected in his eyes, slowly moving forward along the pitch-black night sky above his head.
Behind her, there was a sound of heavy footsteps on the stairs. It was the unique sound of iron boots stepping on solid wood. She looked back at the window and saw that the maid named Devi, who was being scolded by her, had a panicked look on her face.
The door was slammed open.
But at that moment, there was a sudden burst of light outside the window. The light engulfed everything, and it was wrapped in heat and heat. She looked out of the window again and saw the oak trees and lush leaves in the distance turning into pillars of fire. The heat immediately rushed to the window, and she felt herself flying. Her vision spun, and she vaguely saw Devi screaming and squatting on the ground.
Then, she lost her memory.
Right, where is Devi?
"Devi?" She cried out, her hoarse voice startling herself. Her throat hurt as if she had swallowed a piece of hot charcoal.
She quickly shut her mouth and frowned in pain. She reached out to support herself on the bed and stood up shakily.
Outside the manor was a sea of fire.
Burning trees, dried-up fountains, and toppled bricks. The raging fire reflected the stone slabs into a golden-red color. Strange shadows swayed in the light of the fire, as if it was a scene from hell.
"Tiv?"
"Tiwei, are you there?"
Magadal walked through the dark corridor, her voice echoing in the empty mansion. She carefully avoided the corpses of the guards on the floor and found a shoe among the ashes and charcoal.
The maid's leather shoes were obviously left behind later. She picked them up and then struggled to walk down the stairs.
The hall was in a mess. All the lights had been extinguished, and it was pitch black. The door was wide open, and the light from the fire shone in from outside. She stopped at the turning point of the stairs between the hall and the corridor on the second floor, and saw the corpse lying quietly by the door.
It was the cold body of a young girl, lying on the wooden floor. Her thin body was split into two from the waist, and her black and white maid uniform was stained with blood.
She was barefooted, and her hand was clutching the Empire's Queen's Seal Ring tightly. Her eyes were empty, as if she had died with a grievance, and her mouth was slightly open.
Magadal covered her mouth and subconsciously took a step back. Her body slammed into the wooden wall behind her, and dust and ashes fell from her head. But she did not feel it, and her eyes were filled with sorrow and disbelief. She did not know if it was the body of her maid or the ring in her hand that hurt her deeply.
Suddenly, a light flashed in her mind, and she came to her senses. She took another two steps back, and without looking back, she turned around and ran up the stairs. With a loud crack, the place where Magadal was just standing suddenly shattered, and a black shadow fell from the sky. It was a hideous beetle-like monster. Its forelimbs were like scythes, and it cut into the wooden planks, sending wood chips flying everywhere.
The princess looked back at the monster in horror. Although she did not know what it was, it did not stop her from understanding the cold, undisguised killing intent in its black compound eyes.
She lifted her skirt and ran up the corridor on the second floor. But when she reached the last step, she accidentally stepped on the corner of her skirt, and her whole body fell forward and landed heavily on the floor.
She groaned, and her heart clenched tightly. She told herself that she had to get up immediately, but the fear of death was like a shadow that shrouded her, and her limbs did not listen to her commands.
The princess's heart was filled with despair. She trembled as she turned around, just in time to see the worm-like monster appear at the staircase on the second floor. It hissed, raised its sickle-like forelimbs, and stabbed towards her chest.
Just as Magadal was about to stab her in the chest, a dazzling blue light suddenly bloomed from the wound. It was like a bolt of lightning, and like a sharp arrow, it struck the monster's forelimbs.
The monster let out a shrill cry, raised its head, and opened its back to reveal its wings. In an instant, it flew far away.
The lightning flashed and disappeared.
Magadal stared blankly at the scene before her. She felt a burning pain in her chest. She reached out and pressed her hand against it, only to feel something slippery on her palm. When she opened her hand, her snow-white palm was stained with a bright red color.
Devi's face, which had died with his eyes wide open, suddenly appeared in her mind. She immediately understood that there should be poison glands on the insect's forelimbs.
"I'm still going to die …"
A wave of dizziness came over her.
She suddenly remembered the conversation she had with Gryphine in Princess Erouine's territory. Her close friend had finally mustered the courage to resist her fate.
But what about herself? Was she going to die here without knowing why?
"In the end, I don't even know what kind of monster killed me … Compared to Gryphine … I can't accept it."
Her breathing became difficult.
She suddenly lost her strength and laid flat in the dust. Her eyes began to lose focus, and her vision became blurry. The monster crawled back, and looked at her from above. It raised its forelimbs, and carefully stabbed her chest.
Magadal felt a sharp pain in her heart.
She moaned softly.
"… What do you want … to eat me?"
She thought in a daze.
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
She did not know when it started, but for the fate of this small kingdom, she had no choice but to shoulder this heavy responsibility. She was a devout believer, obedient and docile princess in the eyes of the Holy Cathedral. She did not need to have her own thoughts and opinions.
Her only resistance was to wait quietly. Perhaps if she could become a saint, she would not need to be a political bargaining chip.
However, the only person who had intruded into her heart had used an ice-cold sharp sword to end all of her dreams in the pouring rain.
She still remembered the rainwater on the sword, mixed with her rose-colored blood, and the reflection of her own frightened eyes on the sword.
Magadal coughed softly.
She did not even have the strength to laugh bitterly.
"I'm so envious of Gryphine, she's so lucky …"
She did not know why, but in her daze, she thought of Brando. The count saved her life, but she did not help much. Her own maid betrayed her and sold them out to Her Majesty the Queen.
Hopefully, the Count would be blessed by the heavens and be able to survive this calamity.
She thought silently.
She suddenly realized that she was starting to hallucinate. She saw the dark ceiling twisting like a whirlpool, and then a black thing fell out from it.
"What is that …"
"Isn't it said that people can see their own reflections in the Abyss Lake before they die? … But why is my hallucination so strange … "
"Is this Martha's punishment for my hypocrisy …"
…
When Brando came back to his senses, he found himself standing in a long and narrow corridor.
This corridor led to the second floor of a hall. It was made of gray wooden planks that were placed on top of a beam. Not far from him was a window, and the cold moonlight shone through the window. It was like mercury flowing on the floor, illuminating a thick layer of dust.
A skeleton stood in front of him.
Its head was lowered, and a sharp sword was inserted between its empty ribs. The sword was three feet and one inch long. The guard was decorated with iron flower carvings, and the spine was engraved with numbers of different depths. 017, 1, 7. It was the kingdom's standard cavalry sword forged in the long war …
He still remembered a moment ago when he ordered Malourcha and Fiyas to reset into cards, and then grabbed Lute and stuffed him into his pocket. He rushed into the oncoming space crack and plunged into it.
But the scene in front of him was also so familiar.
Everything seemed to have happened yesterday.
Brando lowered his head subconsciously and found that his chest and abdomen were red, but a long and narrow wound on his left chest had been healed for a long time.
He silently turned his head back again. In the darkness, the wall with the murals was blank. The damaged murals were scattered around the corner, and a ring was shining on the ground.
He reached out his hand to touch his waist, but he felt nothing.
"Brando?"
A clear, slightly curious voice sounded downstairs. The voice was like a string of bells, falling on the ground in the darkness. It echoed clearly and had a magic that went straight into one's heart.
…
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