Just when Ash was assessed as non-recyclable waste, in the prosperous imperial capital 'Nabistin' far away from them, there was a series of gorgeous and solemn palaces. Among the palaces, the most eye-catching
Nothing is more special than the towering tower built on the small island in the middle of Yalan Lake, with white walls and blue roofs, orioles singing in the green, and white doves surrounding it. This building seems to not belong to the world and only exists in fairy tales.
"...In this way, the heroic knight defeated the fire-breathing dragon and found the beautiful princess from the dragon's lair. The two returned to the capital together and were congratulated by everyone. The king presided over their wedding. The knight and
The princess has lived a happy life since then, which is gratifying and gratifying."
The kind old woman closed the comic book with a smile on her face. At this time, the clock in the room rang, and the cute cuckoo jumped out to tell the time.
"Your Highness, the 12 o'clock bell has sounded. You have to go to bed." The old lady gently pulled the quilt, as if she was afraid that the action of covering up the quilt would hurt the princess on the bed.
The princess blinked her beautiful light green eyes, which shone brightly like stars. Her skin was as pure as snow, her lips were as red as blood, and her long black hair was as beautiful as a black waterfall, lying on the pillow like a fan.
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"Grandma Martha, when will the evil dragon come to catch me?"
The old lady smiled and touched the princess's head: "The brave knights are outside to protect you, so the evil dragon can't come and capture you, my lovely princess."
"Huh? Won't the evil dragon be very disappointed?" The princess was a little sad: "It wants to capture me so much, just like I want to see Nina so much... Grandma Martha, when will Nina come to see me?"
"Princess Nina is very busy. When she has free time, she will definitely come to see the princess."
The old woman turned off the lamp and left the room quietly.
The princess was lying on the bed and thinking wildly. She pictured the appearance of the dragon in her mind: it would have four beautiful sharp horns, sparkling scales, a ferocious but neat fang, and its eyes were as big as a half-length mirror. I
You can see yourself in its pupils...
When the princess turned over, she was shocked: a bronze dragon that completely matched her imagination appeared outside the window, gently flapping its wings in the air, and looking straight at her from the window with one vertical pupil.
The princess lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She was wearing a set of pure white cotton gauze pajamas. She stepped on the cold marble floor with her bare feet. She walked to the window and looked at the bronze dragon.
"Are you here to catch me?"
The bronze dragon didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.
But the princess seemed to have heard something and smiled: "Okay, I'll go with you."
Compared to the knight who has been guarding her under the tower, the princess feels that the dragon in front of her is more like the hero who saves her - she will sit on the dragon's back, fly in the sky, overlook the magnificent land, and experience thrilling adventures.
Adventure, this is the life she has been waiting for.
She carefully climbed over the window, and the barrier that had previously blocked her seemed to disappear at this moment. She sat on the edge of the window sill, her two cute little crystal feet swaying gently, and she opened her arms to the bronze dragon: "Thank you, evil dragon
."
However, the knights under the tower are actually guards.
The bronze dragon does not exist in reality.
But the princess really jumped.
As a piercing whistle pierced the night sky, the entire palace was alarmed. The palace magicians were summoned urgently, and the three-winged sacred magicians flew directly to the room at the top of the tower to conduct a blanket search, but still found nothing.
"Where's the princess?"
"The princess is missing!"
"Go find it quickly! Let the prophecy magician come over! ... No, directly use the "Gospel" to ask for the princess's location! No matter how many points and how many gospels are needed, they will be used first!"
"No, the Gospels will not be accepted!"
"How can it be……"
The frustrated pursuers quickly left the princess' room that they had messed up and expanded their search scope to the entire imperial capital.
No one noticed that an uninvited guest had already appeared in the room and had been watching the show.
He walked to the window, lay on the window sill with both hands, stretched out his head and looked down at the magnificent royal city lit up below. Layers of aurora-like curtains gradually unfolded above the city, and thousands of 'Eagle Eye' drones were flying over the city.
Taking off everywhere, laser-like lines appeared on the ground, all surveillance systems were activated at full strength, and within a few minutes all corners of the city were checked, so the wonders of space were purified, just to find the missing princess.
"It saved me a lot of effort." He held his chin and smiled: "It took me a lot of 'time' to educate Sword Girl."
"Who are you?"
Suddenly there was a sound of puffing up from behind, and the spectators turned their heads and looked at the girl in black skirt standing beside the bed. She had a beautiful face, with skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and long black hair.
It's just that she is different from the peaceful and lovely princess who just jumped down. She looks very angry, with her hands on her hips and an angry face staring at the viewer, as if she is about to rush up and bite the bird.
"Although I really want to say it's our first meeting, we have been looking at each other for a while." The viewer spread his hands and said, "Nice to meet you, witch. I am the viewer of the end, you can call me the viewer."
"I'm not a witch!" She walked directly up to the viewer and poked the viewer's chest with her finger: "I am Princess Lisdia. You can call me Princess Lisi or Princess Dia. This has never happened before.
Such a weird name for a witch!"
The viewer leaned back tactically and asked: "So, should I call you Liz or Diya?"
The other party blinked, "...Diya."
"But I think witch sounds better." The viewer turned and looked at the increasingly lively imperial capital in the distance: "So witch, how does it feel to be free?"
"Are you laughing at me?" Diya grabbed the viewer's collar and twisted him back, almost lifting him up: "Who are you? Why can you break through the barriers and enter the royal city, and even enter my palace?"
Tower? If it weren’t for the help of the bronze dragon, I wouldn’t have been able to leave this cage!”
"If it is possible for a legendary magician to sneak in here, then if you can see me, I am completely beyond the realm of mortals." Diya said seriously: "I am not a soul, not a spirit, not a magic power, but an illusion, a kind of
Thoughts, a mood...except for Liz, it is impossible for anyone else to notice my existence, and no one in this world can see me."
"How can you see a thought?"
Diya carefully looked at the misty appearance of the viewer: "Are you the God Lord?"
"I'm sorry to live up to your expectations."
Being lifted up like this by Diya, the viewer was not annoyed at all and said calmly: "I am not a god, at least... not yet. On the contrary, I am still here to ask for your help."
Diya tilted her head, "What help?"
"Be my companion and accept my arrangements."
"May I take this as your declaration of servitude?"
"I will defend to the death your right to imagine freely."
"absurd."
Diya suddenly pushed the viewer out of the window, and the pure white color began to radiate with her as the center. In an instant, the whole world turned into a vast expanse of white, leaving only the standing Diya and the falling viewer.
The viewer's dark red windbreaker slowly turned gray, and his whole body stagnated there, as if frozen in time.
"Although I don't know who you are or how you saw me, since you can communicate with me, it means that you are in my mind." Diya said word by word: "Intrusion into other people's thoughts"
The kingdom of thoughts is a very dangerous thing."
She clasped her hands together: "Be cut into pieces by countless time, viewers!"
As soon as Di Ya finished speaking, the whole body of the viewer was shattered like a mirror, getting smaller and smaller until it turned into a pool of crystal sand.
Humph, is that just that? Just when this thought came to Di Ya's mind, suddenly there were cracking sounds from all directions!
Snapped!
Diya raised her head and found that the pure white static world she created was like a mirror with countless cracks! In every fragment of the world, the hazy and fuzzy appearance of the viewer emerged!
Heaven and earth, in all directions, endless, everywhere!
"Not phantoms, not illusions, every one of them is the real me."
The voices of the viewers were like heavy thunder, and the resonance of the voices almost shook Diya's body: "We came from the previous second, the previous nanosecond, the millionth of a nanosecond... Compared to using time to kill people
, you should learn how to use time so as not to die."
"It seems that I still can't save the energy."
...
When Diya came back to her senses, she found herself sitting on the edge of the bed, and the viewer was still next to the window sill, as if nothing had happened.
But Diya knew that in the mental confrontation just now, even in her thinking country, she still lost, completely defeated. She could not describe this feeling - free thought can actually be defeated!
She rolled around on the bed and hid behind the bed to avoid the viewer's sight. Like a frightened little rabbit, she carefully asked: "Does a being like you really need my help?"
"You seem to have overestimated me." The viewer laughed: "In fact, I am just a distant memory. If it were not for some special methods, I would not be able to see you at all. My body has just stepped into the time continent.
I don’t even have a golden feather, and my strength is worse than yours. With your help, the next exploration of the virtual realm will be much easier.”
How is it possible... Diya didn't believe that the viewer only had two wings, but she quickly noticed the keyword mentioned by the viewer: "Exploration of the virtual realm?"
"Yes, you will join my Void Realm exploration team and run rampant in the Time Continent together." The viewer nodded: "But don't expect me to give you any information. You know more about the Void Realm and the Time Continent than I do.
I'm deeper."
Exploring the virtual realm together? Diya subconsciously wanted to deny this fantastic idea, but when she thought about it carefully, compared to the fact that the audience could see herself, forming a team in the virtual realm seemed ordinary.
The point is, the viewer does not need to deceive a mere two-winged magician, even if she is a two-winged magician favored by the bronze dragon.
However, if the viewer's strength is really worse than your own, that means...
"By the way," the viewer suddenly remembered something and said, "I also have a swordsman companion. Together we swim in the sea of knowledge and kill many enemies together."
Diya suppressed the bold thoughts that popped up in her heart, "Do I have the right to refuse?"
"I also have a swordsman companion. Together we swim in the sea of knowledge and kill many enemies together." The viewer repeated this sentence with a smile.
She was so angry that she pointed at the viewer and shouted: "You are threatening me!"
"I prefer to call it inducement." The viewer tilted his head: "But I will defend to the death your right to freely imagine."
Di Ya seemed to want to say something else, but suddenly her expression changed and she quickly blurred and disappeared.
"She didn't even say goodbye, she was such a rude princess." The viewer sat lazily on the chair on the dressing table: "Isn't it just that she was caught by the cultists? Why are you so nervous? She should have known.
The favor of the bronze dragon is not so easy to bear."
"Compared to you, she is really naughty."
Sword Girl sat on the edge of the window sill, her long black stocking legs dangling gently in the air, with a worried look on her face: "But she is too naughty. I'm more worried about whether Ash can handle her."
"rest assured."
The viewer joked and said, "Isn't there still Sonia?"
