It was the sound of wings flapping.
The blue bird flew away from Boss Luo in the next second … It took away its name and the memory of getting this name.
Soon, it even forgot the name it took away.
It didn't remember that it had stopped somewhere and seen a guy similar to [J].
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Soon, it landed again. This time, it landed at the human monument … The blue bird bumped into the monument, and its body disappeared as if it went through a water curtain.
The interior of the monument was like a disordered building block. A large number of three-dimensional spaces were piled up on the ground … There was no pattern to speak of.
In the independent spaces between each other, the body feeling was normal — even if it was seen from the outside, the people inside were standing in a slanted position.
"[J]!"
"Ladios?"
In the slanted independent space … in the house, Captain [J] was sitting in front of a simple long table, wiping a small black wooden stick — the kind of magic tool that magicians often used, which could make flowers appear.
The blue bird stood on the table and instinctively combed its feathers.
"Are you alone?" Captain [J] asked calmly.
"We slipped out of the manor, but [Qingtian] and the others were captured by those guys who came with us on the airship."
"It doesn't matter." Captain [J] smiled. He tapped the magic wand on the table casually a few times, and some bird food slowly poured out of the magic wand. "Those people are actually quite interesting."
Feeding the bird seemed to be a comfortable thing. Captain [J] stroked the head of the blue bird affectionately.
"By the way, [J], I have a question."
"What is it?"
"Why am I called Ladios?"
Captain [J] was surprised for a moment and asked curiously, "Why do you ask this?"
The blue bird showed a confused look, "I'm just curious about the origin of the name."
Captain [J] thought for a while and said, "Ladios is Ladios. The name is just a symbol. If you don't like it, you can change it to something else."
The blue bird shook its head, "No, I think the name Ladios is good enough."
"You rest first." Captain [J] patted the little blue bird's head and stood up.
He jumped out of the slanted room and quickly jumped into another inverted room. In this inverted house, Princess Angelique was sitting upright on a chair.
This was the only piece of furniture in the inverted house.
…
Not only was she sitting upright, but her hands were also placed symmetrically on the armrest of the chair. She was actually unable to move.
"Why did you capture me and bring me here?" Her Royal Highness didn't panic. Instead, she appeared particularly calm.
Captain [J] smiled and said, "I told them that you, Cicero, and [Desolate] will be executed tomorrow."
Princess Angelique couldn't help but frown. "Execution? Let's not talk about Uncle Cicero for now … If you can really kill this fellow [Desolate], it can be considered a good thing. "
Captain [J] went behind the princess, picked up a bunch of her hair, took out a comb from her pocket, and began to comb it.
She couldn't see, she could only feel, but her eyes couldn't express it.
"It would seem that you've truly treated the matter of killing [Desolate] as your life's great undertaking."
Princess Angelique sneered, "Is it wrong for me to do this to a monster that is born by eating its mother? Don't tell me that this isn't his intention. He is just innocent … If he isn't wrong, then my hatred is naturally not wrong! You don't need to care. "
He changed another bunch of hair and continued to comb it. He said lightly, "I just feel that if a girl's lifelong undertaking is used to fight and kill, it is a little bit of a spoilsport."
"You don't want to be the crown prince and perform the so-called cheap magic everywhere. Isn't it a waste?" Princess Angelique snorted softly.
"It is indeed the first successor." Captain [J] said indifferently, "But it is only the successor … That majesty can live since the Mythological War until now. She will probably continue to live like this in the future. There is no difference whether she inherits or not. He created you, created me, created [Desolate] … and also created her. Perhaps it is because of that shallow sense of loneliness and doubts about immortality? "
Princess Angelique sighed and said, "But no matter what, you and I both enjoy all of this, don't we?"
"On the basis of sucking everything from the gods?" Captain [J] shook his head. "Of course, I don't mean to deny all of this. Just like what you said, you and I both enjoy all of this … incomparable convenience, superior birth, and can even stand without hesitation at the point where we can persuade others to be kind without going through human affairs. It's just that the world is balanced after all. There's no need to pay for anything. Standing at the top of the food chain is like plundering and endless plunder. Elder Sister, don't you think that the scale of the world will be slightly tilted? "
"The remnants of the Mythological Era will be sealed in the Nirvana Ocean forever. The royal family has the power to suppress the world, and the demi-humans will never rise again … What happened to the gods in the Mythological Era won't happen to humans … us," the princess said with certainty.
"I think," Captain [J] said softly, "The gods in the past also thought so confidently."
"Are you done messing around?!" Her Highness suddenly became emotional. "When can you get rid of this senseless melancholy?! You are the first successor, and this belongs to you. Fate can't be changed! I will kill all the people who want to distort fate! What happened to the gods, I will never let it happen to you! "
"Alright." Captain [J] smiled. "Now, you're back to how I remember you, Sister."
He took out a mirror and placed it in front of Princess Angelique.
In the mirror, her hairstyle had changed. It was no longer the noble and cold hairstyle … It was the style of a young girl with a big bow tied around her head.
Her eyes moved slightly.
Captain [J] whispered in her ear, "When I saw you for the first time, you looked like this."
"I'm not …" The princess lowered her head.
"By the way." Captain [J] patted Princess Angelique's shoulders and said in a brisk voice, "I've prepared a set of clothes for you for tomorrow's performance."
Captain [J] reached out his hands, and a thin black set of clothes fell to the ground.
Princess Angelique was stunned. Her small mouth opened slightly, and then she became furious. "You … know when to stop!!!"
Without a doubt, this was a set of clothes for a bunny girl.
She was the First Princess of the Empire … How could she wear it?!
"I! I won't wear it even if I die! "
"Then, I'll go through the trouble of putting it on for you."
"You … How dare you?!"
"How do you undo the buttons on this set of clothes? The skills of the royal tailors are getting better and better. Oh? I found a way. "
"Wait … Wait a minute!!" Princess Angelique said in a panic, "I … I'll do it myself!!"
Captain [J] smiled and said, "Sure enough, Sister, you are the most considerate."
Then, Captain [J] leaped out and left the inverted house, leaving Princess Angelique staring at the bunny girl set of clothes on the ground in a daze.
She found that she was no longer confined to the chair.
Princess Angelique sighed slowly and picked up the clothes on the ground silently.
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As the saying goes, a cloud-piercing arrow can summon brothers … Well, the Holy Land didn't seem to have such a thing as a cloud-piercing arrow.
However, the leader of the [Drowning Dog] Pirates had other means. He could gather all the forces of the low-level subhumans hidden in the Holy Land in a short time.
It took the whole second half of the night … After four o 'clock in the morning, the leaders of the low-level forces from all over the Holy Land gathered in a sewer camp to discuss something.
It was probably about how to reach the human monument … Daphne passed by while fetching water and overheard some of the discussions.
This [Girl] was left behind to take care of the Witch of Turbidity who had fainted due to the side effects of foresight. In addition, there was also the little girl Ming Tian who had exhausted all her strength to block the Sword King's sword strike.
It seemed that Daphne could only do these things for now.
The Demoness of Turbidity on the wooden bed suddenly flipped over, and this immediately woke Daphne up from her daze.
"You're awake? Ms. Ying! "
"This is … what?" The Witch of Turbidity rubbed her head and got up with a painful mask on her face.
"You fainted. This is the place arranged by Leader [Ye Yan]." Daphne quickly explained what happened.
"Monument …" The Witch of Turbidity was a little absent-minded. "I dreamed … No wonder my head hurts so much. Did I say anything else? "
Daphne said in surprise, "Ms. Ying, you … don't remember?"
The Witch of Turbidity shook her head and said, "I will forget most of the things I saw in the dream … This way, it will be a little fairer."
"Fairer?"
The Witch Ying said indifferently, "If I'm the only one who can be omniscient about the future, it's very unfair."
"… Huh?" Daphne froze for a moment and then shook her head. "Although I don't quite understand, I guess … Ms. Ying, you have something to worry about too?"
"All kinds of things." The Witch of Turbidity shook her head and glanced at Daphne casually. "Just like you. Don't you have something to worry about too?"
Daphne opened her mouth and then smiled bitterly. "I … I'm just a very insignificant person. Even if I have something to worry about, it's probably something trivial. Now, everyone is working hard for tomorrow's matter, but I … "
"Basically." The Witch of Turbidity said indifferently, "The people in this world, be it the demi-humans or the descendants of mythical creatures, most of them worry about trivial things every day. After all, the people who make the tides of fate are only a very small part of them. For most people, the intense change of power is probably just a good night's sleep and a good dream. After waking up, life is still the same as before. It doesn't matter who the ruler is … unless you want to participate in it yourself. "
Daphne couldn't help but fall into deeper confusion.
The Demoness of Turbidity lay down again … She lay flat on her back, the kind that did not do anything, but her eyes were wide open as she stared at the ceiling with a hopeless look on her face.
"Ms. Ying … What are you doing?"
"It's easier to recover this way." The Demoness of Turbidity said expressionlessly, "Every time I finish a dream, all kinds of bad things will happen to me. At this time, the best thing to do is to do nothing and try to reduce the probability of triggering misfortune."
Daphne couldn't help but ask, "Is … is it useful?"
"Basically, no." The Witch of Turbidity said indifferently, "Except for psychological comfort … but it can still recover physical strength."
"Ms. Ying, are you … familiar with Leader?" Daphne suddenly asked.
The Witch of Turbidity just rolled her eyes and glanced at Daphne casually … It was the kind of gaze that looked like a dead fish's eyes. "No."
"I see …" Daphne, who felt that the conversation had ended, couldn't help but feel a little awkward.
The Witch of Turbidity said, "You seem to care a lot about that dead man … Well, that guy."
Daphne relaxed a little and sat on the side hugging her knees. She said slowly, "Leader, he took me in when I was at my most helpless and had no place to stay, so …"
"Don't mind him." The Witch of Turbidity said indifferently, "He might not have taken you in out of kindness. It might just be a spur of the moment. Maybe, in his eyes, you are no different from a stray cat by the roadside. "
Daphne said blankly, "What kind of person is Leader?"
"He's just a bastard who doesn't tell the truth and doesn't take responsibility to put out the fire …" The Witch of Turbidity said harshly.
She actually couldn't bear to really scold him.
Daphne couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. She couldn't help but feel a thick, almost tangible resentment emanating from this Miss Ying.
She probably needed to divert this resentful atmosphere … or something?
Daphne braced herself and said, "Ms. Ying, do you … believe in the existence of magic?"
"Why do you ask?" As expected, the Demoness of Turbidity stopped the resentment that was spreading out like bad luck and looked stunned.
Daphne shook her head and said, "It's nothing. It's just that when I chatted with Leader in the past, we talked about this topic … the magic of resurrection from the dead … something like magic."
"If there is any power that can resurrect the dead, then it is indeed magic." The Witch of Turbidity said indifferently, "He's not wrong. It's very magical."
You guys, foreseeing dreams, splitting the earth with a sword, and emitting red steam all the time … It's also very magical, okay?
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet again.
Daphne seemed to be sleepy. Her eyelids were getting heavy, and her thoughts were gradually becoming rigid in the chaos … Suddenly, the Witch of Turbidity sat up and exclaimed, "Oh no!"
"What, what's wrong?!" Daphne was shocked.
The Witch of Turbidity touched her stomach and said, "I'm hungry! Foreseeing dreams used up too much energy. My stomach hurts! "
"…" Daphne opened her mouth and said, "I … I'll get you something to eat?"
"Okay!" She nodded seriously. "Please!"
She … didn't seem difficult to get along with?
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