Although he only knows her name, Misu, so far, he thinks that her last name may be ancient and glorious, spread through the weathered time, narrated by a low and vicissitudes of voice.
Cadmus, the ancient admonition.
Her skin is bronze, the color of sand, like the neat braids of the setting sun, and there is a golden dragon flame hidden in her light gray eyes.
A horizontal war line painted between the bridge of her nose and cheeks, a mysterious brown color, exuding confidence and seriousness.
This is Istania's daughter.
Together with the familiarity between her brows and eyes, it evoked another shadow deep in his memory. A man who stood as tall as a spear and towered like a giant tower. It seemed to be an ancient imprint engraved in his blood.
Thirty years of time cannot be erased.
That is Mazak Cadmus, the current owner of Traveller's Rest.
Are they two brothers or sisters? Or siblings?
Fang Yu couldn't help but make a bold guess.
The only name left by the other party in that dream, Fang Plover looked at the young man with black curly hair, Luen Lincius.
So all the broken clues seemed to be connected in series.
The identity of the three people and the two mysteries of thirty years ago seemed to have reached the moment when the answer was revealed. Fang Yu was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the only face he recognized among the three:
A staid, elderly knight with a serious face and meticulously combed silver hair. He held a sword in both hands and the armor on his body was old but brand new.
The present and past time seem to be like a gurgling moonlight, silently intersecting with each other in this dark room.
But the other party no longer recognized him. The older knight didn't even seem to see him. He only followed Misu into the office.
Fang Plover stood motionless on the spot, the three of them were like shadows, or the grace of time, the gravel of time, passing by him.
No entity.
Sylvide stood beside the maid, quietly watching this extremely magical scene under the moonlight.
Shesta's expressionless face couldn't help but move slightly.
The three of them never glanced at them from beginning to end. Their gazes just passed through Fang Plover, as if the latter did not exist at all, and landed directly on the desk.
There, there was only one brooch reflecting the moonlight, emitting a dim light.
Misu walked quietly to the desk and looked at it silently.
Her gaze seemed to have traveled through thirty years in the darkness, and overlapped with this small brooch in the same time and space thirty years later.
Then she stretched out her hand, as if wanting to pick up the brooch.
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and subconsciously wanted to remind him. He knew in his heart that this was ridiculous, but when this scene was played out in front of his eyes, he couldn't help but feel it.
A soft sound.
It's so subtle that if you don't listen carefully, you won't notice it at all.
But the girl simply picked up the brooch from the desk. She raised the brooch and pointed it at Yuehua, or everyone in the room.
Fang Yu looked at this scene in complete disbelief.
He subconsciously turned around and found that Sylvester also had an expression of shock and surprise.
The boundary between fantasy and reality blends
"Nicocol Bolas," the girl held up the brooch and whispered once more: "Father and brother did not lie to me, he really came back..."
"Miss Misu, what is this?"
"This is definitely a follower of the dark dragon. They have been planning to resurrect it here. We came too late," Misu frowned and held the brooch in his hand. He turned back and said to the others: "We must
Give this evidence to the rulers of Doliphon, this is your last chance!"
"But Count Hostings has already warned us. He told us not to cause trouble at the celebration." Rune scratched his hair: "Miss Miss, just a brooch can't explain anything. In addition, we last
Let’s leave this place as soon as possible, if we are discovered by Manluo’s people, we will be dead..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but shudder.
"Calm down, Rune," Misu glanced at him: "The people of Manlo have nothing to be afraid of. Even my ancestor Nicol Bolas once faced her and defeated her."
"But Lord Shude has the Fairy Holy Sword Jalapea, what do we have? We only have the Tianling Gai!" the young man said a little frantically.
He complained in a low voice: "I should never have agreed to let you go with my caravan, and now it has caused so many troubles! Miss Misu, I am still in the assessment period of the Kaolin Merchant Alliance, if I am
If they find out that I dare to do these things, my life and my family will be ruined!"
Mi Su sighed and Wen Yan comforted him: "Lu En, listen to me. I know your business is very important and you have a sick sister to take care of, but there are some things we can't compromise on. You and I
I said something about the dark dragon, you know what that means. Do you still remember what you said when you saw the bodies of those students? Your bravery and justice at that time were heartbreaking."
Lu En frowned, as if there was a fierce battle in his heart. He clenched his fists, then unclenched them, and took two steps back and forth in the office a little anxiously.
Misu looked at him and was helpless. She could only whisper: "I will protect your safety, Luen, I swear."
"Miss Misu," Lu En shook his head: "I'm not afraid of death. I'm just worried that we are doing meaningless things and end up getting ourselves involved in vain."
Misu was also silent for a moment. She tightened the brooch in her hand and said, "You have to try, because there is still a glimmer of hope. I promise you, Lu En, if it is really impossible, I will take everyone away decisively."
.”
"Is there really any hope, Miss Misu? I always feel that we have been going around in circles these past few weeks? Those guys must be targeting us. I always feel that things will get worse and worse if this goes on."
"There is still hope."
Misu looked at him and nodded firmly.
Lu En was stunned for a long time, sighed, and nodded helplessly: "Okay, I believe you, Miss Misu. I entrust myself to you."
He shook his head and muttered something.
Fang Yu stood aside and heard clearly.
The young man murmured: "...those students died in front of me. I really can't convince myself that all this is right and natural. If I turn a blind eye, Miss Misu, I can't tell my sister calmly.
What happened is that my brother is not very capable, but she at least hopes that I can distinguish right from wrong and be someone she can be proud of."
"Thank you, Rune."
Misu gave the young man a gentle look.
At this time, the older knight had already walked around the office, his keen eyes stopping here and there for a moment and then moving away, as if he was looking for something.
When he reached the other side of the desk, he suddenly raised his head and said to the two of them: "Come and take a look at this."
He picked up the roster.
Misu picked up the list and flipped through it, then closed it with a solemn expression: "This is undoubtedly the order and date of the sacrificial ceremony. The closest one is tomorrow. These people are already crazy."
"Judging from the list, Menluo's people have begun to do whatever it takes. If he continues like this, he will soon lose his temper." The older knight shook his head: "But this is not a good sign."
"They did this only if they were absolutely sure," Misu looked at the list again and said with a sad expression: "We are late. I didn't expect that the Dragon's Golden Eyes were not destroyed, but my ancestors..."
She shook her head vigorously and said with great struggle: "Mr. Hagston has no reason to lie to him. There is no way he wouldn't have discovered it, but I don't know why. If Nicol Bolas is resurrected, all efforts will be in vain."
It’s all in vain”
"Let's take care of the present first," the older knight said steadily: "Lord Joshua may have his own considerations, or maybe he trusts his companions too much. Who would have thought that Sir Hagston would be blinded by greed?
Where are your eyes?"
He looked at the list.
"But this list at least illustrates another problem, that is, there is another ceremony that has not been held yet. I don't know much about the dark dragon. Let's see if there are any other opportunities that we can take advantage of, Miss Misu?
"
"Thank you, Mr. Dict, you are right, I am too anxious." Misu took a deep breath and nodded: "Fortunately, I have you and Lu En. I really don't know what to do if I am alone.
It’s better to do it.”
"You're welcome, all righteous colleagues are our friends," the knight replied with a straight face: "May the light of Marlan and the sword of the brave always be with you."
Misu nodded, and then looked at the roster carefully again, and then she frowned slightly as the two of them looked at her.
She turned to a page, her expression changed slightly, and she immediately turned forward. Whenever she found what she wanted to find, she took out the list and put it on the table.
Fang Plover watched silently.
Before and after, there are exactly twelve copies in total.
The one at the top, the eye-catching name on the list, was that of a somewhat weak girl. He seemed to recall her slightly awkward and nervous look, and told him that her name was Shizu.
She is the daughter of a pottery workshop owner.
thirty years ago
"So that's it," Misu's frown relaxed: "I understand, I think I have figured out what exactly happened here!"
The two looked at her and hurriedly asked: "What happened?"
"It's not good news." Misu shook his head with a heavy face.
"First of all, it is certain that the Golden Eye of the Dragon was severely damaged in the battle between Nicol Bolas and my ancestor. The folk legend that my ancestor blinded one of Nicol Bolas's Golden Eyes is actually not groundless."
"In the past hundred years, it has used Sir Hagston to hide and slowly regain its power. This kind of thing exudes the stench of evil in the darkness, and its followers will naturally come after hearing the news.
Root your strength in this city, subtly integrate it into the bodies of those newborn baby girls, and then restore your strength bit by bit through living sacrifices."
Misu paused for a moment and showed an expression of disgust: "One of these living sacrifices is the most important. Their bloodline is quite special. They should be selected by the Dragon Worshipers. They are fused with the golden eyes of the dragon."
The most original power.”
"Are these twelve?"
"There have been eleven victims," Misu replied solemnly: "On average, one every five years. The rulers of Dolifen have never been noticed. I don't understand why!"
"This is because these people are too secretive. If people disappear frequently in a city, they will definitely attract attention. But if this time is extended to a hundred years, no one will notice anything strange inside."
The knight shook his head: "Besides, the Hostins family must have played a disgraceful role in it. With their protection, what can the consul find out?"
"I really feel sad for Sir Hagston's descendants." Missu shook his head sadly, put down the roster in his hand, and sighed.
"He himself is not very good, otherwise there wouldn't be so many things later," Lu En couldn't help but said disdainfully: "And I suspect that the Archon is also on their side. There is no hope at all in this matter. They
They're all the same."
"If that's the case, then our situation is quite dangerous." The knight was silent for a moment and replied: "But I think it's not that bad. Dolifen has changed more than ten consuls one after another, and behind it
"The political territory of the Kingdom has included most of the Kaolin Kingdom. Unless the followers of the Dark Dragon have taken control of the kingdom, it will never be"
Lu En also felt that his words were a bit too extreme, so he could only shake his head and said nothing more.
He sighed, changed the subject and said, "What should we do now?"
The girl looked at the two of them and replied: "Let's split up. We still have to trust the Archon. Without his support, our hope is too slim. You and Mr. Dicker go and hand over these evidences to the Archon."
.”
"What about you?" Lu En looked at the girl and asked.
The girl put her hand on the roster and said: "Mr. Dickert reminded me that these victims are indeed the most important part of the other party's plan. I will try to find the whereabouts of these missing students, although there is a possibility of finding clues."
It’s small, but you have to try it.”
"Are you alone?" The young man looked a little nervous.
Misu gave a rare smile: "Don't worry, I won't act recklessly. If there are clues, I will act with you."
After Lu En heard this, he and Dict looked at each other and nodded.
His eyes followed Misu's hand and landed on the top of the list, "Shizu?" The young man sighed, "I really hope this lady has better luck and allows us to find her.
"
The three of them were sighing when the door of the office suddenly opened.
A young man wearing a sailor shirt ran in from outside in a panic: "Boss, Miss Misu, Mr. Knight, the people in Manluo seem to have noticed something, they are back again."
Misu glanced at the others and said: "It seems we should leave. I can only deceive Man Luo for a while. I'm afraid it will be dangerous if I stay any longer."
The three of them nodded.
Lu En then said to the young man: "Jeffrey, go and hold them back. After we leave, you can find a way to get out of the city first."
The young man took off his hat and saluted the three of them: "Leave it to me. You should also be careful, especially you, the boss."
"Thank you, Jeffrey." Lu En glanced at him gratefully.
After that, the four of them walked out of the office separately.
Behind them, the illusion collapsed like a castle on the gravel, bit by bit dissipated in the eyes of Fang Plover and Sylvide. The office under the moonlight disappeared, and the wallpaper on the four walls faded, curled, and turned black.
, and then the pieces shattered.
All the paper turned yellow, and the corners eventually turned into dust.
The desk collapsed with a bang and was completely destroyed.
The bookshelves were also bent inward under pressure, and then broke, collapsing together, regenerating spider webs, and covered with dust. The curtains became tattered, one by one, full of holes.
The windows outside were hollow, like the eye sockets of a skeleton.
And only the cold moonlight
Unchanged for thousands of years.
Sprinkled in this ruin-like office.
There was a soft tinkling sound, and then Fang Yu saw a brooch with a faint light shining in the direction where the four people were walking out of the office.
