Yanis turned around when she heard the sound and saw Aiwass riding on the unicorn and being held in the arms of Her Majesty the Saint.
Her expression suddenly became a little weird.
She bowed slightly, put her right hand on her chest, and saluted Saint Gray on top of the unicorn: "Your Highness, Saint, long time no see. May Si Zhu protect you."
"I also hope that Si Zhu will protect you. Long time no see, Yanis."
Gray smiled and said warmly: "Just call me Gray."
This is the real name of "Pure White" - theoretically, not many people should know it.
"Then...Gray."
Yanis held up her hat and pulled the front of it down slightly, as if subconsciously trying to cover her face with it: "Are you okay?"
"I am fine."
Gray looked at Yanis and put her right hand on her chest.
She lowered her voice and said extremely seriously: "But I miss you so much."
Yanis obviously realized something. She let out a meaningless groan and covered her forehead with her hand as if she was pretending to have a headache, thereby covering her face with the back of her hand.
But her cheeks were a little red, even spreading to the tips of her ears.
Oh haha.
This was the first time Aiwass saw the free and easy Yannis reacting like this.
He raised his eyebrows, and his whole body suddenly became energetic.
Did they actually know each other?
And it seems that this attitude... seems...
Aiwass thought silently for a moment and thought of an exquisite description:
——It feels like you two formed a band when you were kids.
Originally, he saw Yanis standing here motionless, and for a moment he even imagined her as a sculpture.
Aiwass was a little worried just now, whether Yannis would become ashes if she stayed here for too long... But now it seems that there is no need to worry.
Aiwass wasn't the only one who heard this.
Although the pure white saint lowered her voice, she was at least five meters away from Yannis. Since Yannis could hear it at this distance, the three people around her could also hear it.
Sherlock and Lily, who were standing next to them, both glanced over.
Fortunately, there were no other elves around, and there were only these acquaintances nearby. Yanis took a deep breath and adjusted herself.
She raised her head, stretched out her hand to smooth the hanging hair around her ears, and showed her usual cheerful and free smile: "It's true, Gray... we haven't seen each other for more than two hundred years."
"One hundred and ninety-five years. Less than two hundred years. You remembered it wrong."
The pure white saint replied, pointing to the sculpture: "In 1704, Master Betinadia Ningbo... you left the Theocracy at that time."
Hearing this, Aiwass subconsciously looked at the sculpture in front of Yannis.
It was an elf dressed as a painter. She looked not much older than Yanis, that is, in her early thirties.
Different from the fashionable, casual and free-spirited style of Yanis... the elf was wearing a short dress, her hair was tied up high, and her slender neck was exposed.
Her appearance is beautiful and gentle, and there is a kind of concentration in her lowered eyes that makes time slow down. If her right hand were not holding a paintbrush, it would even feel like she was holding a spoon and feeding a child.
Her clear and transparent sculptures show a beautiful yellow-green color - like faint yellow salt, suddenly falling from a high altitude into an emerald green lake. As it sinks, it melts and decomposes. Finally, the bones around her chest and abdomen
The location completely melted and turned into a group of flowers spreading like tentacles.
"Like potassium manganate crystals melting into water... Is Ningpa related to the road?"
Sherlock looked serious and murmured in a low voice: "The two paths blended together... Why did it turn into this color..."
Lily on the side gently patted his arm to signal him not to say anything.
Aiwass looked at the sign under the sculpture.
"Bettina Dia·Flowers, 1388-1704, amber due to breakthrough in painting skills, a total of five months of amber"
He realized...this place was equivalent to the cemetery of the elves who had Ningpa.
The essence of Ning Amber is the transformation of Ling Amber. The so-called Ling Amber refers to the amber that wraps insects and other life forms.
Once it is solidified, it means entering a state of neither life nor death.
The soul has not entered the dream world, nor has it been reincarnated - the soul still exists in the body. Therefore, Lingbo's spirit also refers to the solidified soul in their body.
The elves covered in amber seem to have entered a long sleep. They still have a little sense of the outside world, but the sense of time will become very long. Even hundreds of years are just a blink of an eye. Because of this, directly
It must be inhumane for them to kill or destroy... we can only find a place to store them.
The thirteenth circle is just right.
...She is not yet four hundred years old.
So young. Aiwass sighed silently.
Even if Bettinadia is still alive today, she is actually not much older than Yannis.
——Yannis is now older than her teacher was when she was Ningpa.
Is this a young genius from the elf race?
But the time from the first attack of coagulation syndrome to death is less than five months. This speed is relatively rapid even among cancers...
Thinking of this, Aiwass glanced back at the Pure White Saint with some worry.
Although according to the game, Gray's condition seems to have stabilized in the end.
But the situation is different now, and it's hard to say that she will definitely recover... and Aiwass doesn't know why she is frozen.
This is considered a heart disease - but for elves, heart disease can destroy their bodies.
At this time, Gray did not look down at Aiwass.
She just looked at Yanis and said in a soft voice: "You must still remember the day when Master Betinadia was in Ningbo. So why did you forget the time when we parted?
"Or have you forgotten...did I come to see you off the day you left?"
"Hypocritical finger, false finger... the days are like years..."
Yanis almost broke out in a cold sweat, and said hesitantly: "Because I miss you, I subconsciously counted a few more years. This is... this is an exaggeration..."
"——You have returned to the Theocracy three times."
Gray interrupted Yannis.
She sat on the unicorn, subconsciously grabbed Aiwass's shoulders, and stared at Yannis with an increasingly calm expression: "Why don't you come to see me?"
"I've actually seen you... once from a distance... um, more than once, I've been paying attention to you for a long time..."
"——Do you think I will forget you? Why don't you come and see me?"
"I thought...well, you might be very busy..."
"One hundred and ninety-five years. In terms of human lifespan, five generations have passed away. One hundred and ninety-five years ago, the Narcissus Principality and the Black Eagle Principality were independent countries; one hundred and ninety-five years ago, Lao
The Society had just been founded; one hundred and ninety-five years ago, the goblins had not yet begun to engage in the troll trade, and the Good Lords' Third Water War had not yet broken out."
Gray interrupted again and said calmly and seriously: "This has been longer than the time we grew up together."
Yanis still wanted to explain, but she struggled for a while, sighed decadently, lowered her head and said, "Yes... I'm sorry Gray."
——This is the first time Aiwass has seen Master Yanis in such a miserable state.
This cameraman was always so handsome when he was in Avalon. He never walked through the door, and basically walked in and out of the paintings, as if he knew all the secrets, and always had an enigmatic smile on his lips.
That is a real and reliable senior. Even in front of Queen Sofia, she can always maintain a very high profile.
When she left Avalon, she was free and free. Her romantic and reliable temperament even moved Aiwass and Isabel.
How much I admired her then, but now that the filter is broken, I feel how embarrassed she is now.
It turns out that Yanis and the Pure White Saint have been childhood sweethearts for more than a hundred years... No wonder Isabel was able to contact her, and no wonder she was the one who found her when they were fleeing in the game...
This is indeed knowledge that Aiwass does not know.
When they were in the game, the two people had no communication at all - or in other words, Yannis was better at running at that time and was not caught in the whole process.
It seems now that the Saint was not looking for Isabel, but wanted to use Isabel as a clue to catch Yanis who had gone somewhere...
As for Master Yanis, if she makes up her mind that she doesn't want to see anyone, it will be too difficult to be caught.
Before the advent of the Fallen Heavenly Division, the teleportation ability with the lowest cost and the longest distance was the reflection in the painting of the "Art Master". This is also the only teleportation ability that can be used at will. It takes longer than Shafiya's to teleport thirty meters.
The door is much stronger.
After Yanis apologized honestly, the pure white saint didn't say anything about it.
She didn't say acceptance or rejection, she just looked at Yanis quietly.
Yanis panicked and immediately started to change the subject: "Aiwass, why can you sit on the unicorn?"
"Why...I'm also looking for the answer."
Aiwass said quietly: "Do you think I might know? I just saw a unicorn for the first time today."
"I guess it may have something to do with your ability to reflect in the mirror."
Yanis said, showing a sassy smile, pushing her hat up a little, and her body began to become a little unreal: "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. I'll come find you when I'm done..."
"Then let's go together."
Gray suddenly said: "It just so happens that Aiwass is about to be inaugurated as bishop. It's better to have more acquaintances for this kind of thing."
"I really have something to do...forget it, okay."
Yanis muttered a few words, and her half-disappeared body solidified again.
Aiwass also took the opportunity to get off the unicorn and walked to Master Yannis.
He asked in a low voice: "Is something really wrong?"
"It's really something - it has something to do with you."
Yanis also lowered her voice and glared at Aiwass: "You kid doesn't help me but you still watch the fun..."
"Because I also feel that leaving a friend behind and not seeing each other for two hundred years is a bit too much."
Aiwass said seriously: "So what's going on?"
Although it feels like Yanis can indeed do such a thing - she is a woman as free as the wind. She cannot stay in one place for too long. But leaving a friend alone for two hundred years sounds too outrageous.
Yanis subconsciously glanced at Gray, shook her head, and said nothing.
"I'm telling you, you kid..."
Yanis lowered her voice and said viciously: "It's your sister who invited me over. If you delay, it will also be a waste of her time."
"...Freya?"
"Yes - how many sisters do you have?"
Hearing this, Aiwass glanced at Gray hesitantly.
Gray glanced at Yanis calmly and just said softly: "I have caught you, Yanis, you can't run away. In three days, we will reach the 21st floor. I will give you one day to free up."
, listen to your explanation."
"……good."
Yanis nodded, glared at Aiwass again, and then disappeared.
At this time, Gray sighed.
She bowed into the air: "I made you laugh, Cardinal Matilda."
"It's okay."
It was a voice as gentle as water: "I'm very happy that you two can reconcile."
The air rippled slightly, and a young female elf with long blue hair who looked to be in her twenties or thirties appeared over there.
Neither Aiwass, Lily nor Sherlock noticed her existence before.
But Aiwass recognized at a glance that she was wearing a cardinal's robe - the biggest difference between a cardinal and an archbishop is that their robes are all custom-made, each one has the same style and one color, rather than red or gold and red.
color.
It's just that the body will be embroidered with a black sin thorn pattern, and the middle of the pattern must be hollow, exposing the skin or inlaid with gems.
Cardinal Matilda's robe is violet, with the thorn in the middle of the chest, and the pattern is a circle of thorns. The most distinctive feature is the large cuffs, which are reminiscent of morning glory.
For some reason, Aiwass always felt as if he had seen her before.
He thought for a while, whether this person could be the elves who advanced into the ceremony with Pure White... But in terms of age and appearance, they seemed a bit inconsistent.
Matilda nodded slightly to Aiwass, put her right hand on her chest, and introduced herself: "I am a minister of the Ministry of Holy Orders, Matilda. I am responsible for promoting the Holy Orders of Bishop and above."
"Cardinal Matilda."
Aiwas stretched out his hand and tapped it three times, and said respectfully: "May Si Zhu protect your light."
Matilda nodded, turned to the others and said: "After here, there is the Ministry of Holy Orders ahead. Others, please wait here...Aiwass, come with me to change clothes first."
