"Originally, I thought so. But after hearing what you said, I can conclude that at least when she was chatting with you, she had no thoughts of death."
Sherlock said calmly.
Then, he told Yanis the information they had just collected from Cardinal Loki.
"...Gloria, are you actually friends with Gray and Mercedes?"
Yanis murmured: "She has never told me...and she is a candidate saint, but I have never met her."
"Because she was eliminated early, she didn't have time to study aesthetics with Ms. Fanhua."
Aiwass explained, and at the same time asked: "When did you meet her?"
"...Decades ago, or a hundred years ago, I can't remember clearly. It was the last time I returned to the Islamic State and sorted out my teacher's belongings."
Yanis digested the news for a while, and instinctively answered casually: "I went to see Ms. Blue Rose, and she brought the Gloria I met."
"Didn't you tell her about Grey?" Aiwass confirmed.
"How dare I."
Yanis smiled bitterly: "In total, I only met her twice. You know when I returned to the Islamic State this time... not long ago. That's when I went to find her."
Aiwass does remember.
Because the day when Yanis left was so easy to remember - she left on New Year's Eve and did not stay for the New Year.
And today is February 18th. By all means, that means less than three months.
Two and a half months ago, Gloria was still collecting materials, looking for information from Yanis, and was busy writing a new book.
Two and a half months later, she killed her childhood sweetheart and then committed suicide; it instantly became amber in the air and shattered on the ground when it landed.
Not only was Ningbo almost permanently frozen, but it also directly shattered itself, allowing the soul to enter the dream world and usher in complete death in the material world.
If we talk about Ningpa's elves, it may be possible to change back one day in the future. The broken elves are already destined to be reincarnated... Unless she can become the apostle of a certain great existence, otherwise she can only be crushed and transformed.
The material for a new soul.
So much has changed in two and a half months...
It's not entirely impossible.
Dendrosis is essentially a congenital genetic disease, while Ningpa is equivalent to a short-lived psychological disease... except that this psychological disease will lead to death if it cannot be cured in time.
Within two months, my mental illness, which had obviously improved, suddenly worsened... This possibility cannot be ruled out. It is even possible that it was because I was in a hurry to open a new book, or because I was under too much pressure.
But is it such a coincidence?
Aiwass prefers not.
Pillar God and Tiansi can both enter dreams, and can also covertly interfere with the material world. On this point, Aiwass has too much say.
Not to mention, his adoptive father is now also in the Eternal Theocracy.
The old troll knew Aiwass's father and suddenly sought refuge; the Pope was in a coma due to dendrosis, and the controlled fire movement was about to get out of control... If Gloria is a primer, will she be related to this person?
Something directly related?
If so.
Then Loki is quite suspicious.
It was he who showed Gloria's suicide to Aiwass and the others, and it was he who admitted Gloria's murder. Gloria was indeed a member of Controlled Fire...
Thinking of this, Aiwass hesitated.
Should I tell Yannis that Gray has coagulosis?
The papal election is just two weeks away, and this event has a huge impact.
Both Gray and Cardinal Matilda repeatedly asked Aiwass not to mention this matter to outsiders.
...But the question is, is Yanis considered an "outsider"?
Aiwass hesitated for a long time, but decided not to say it yet. He couldn't make a decision for Gray, so she should wait until tomorrow for her to talk about it herself.
"What's wrong?"
At this moment, the door suddenly opened.
A woman wearing an iron helmet pushed the door open and said in a muffled voice: "A bunch of people are crowded at the door..."
As she spoke, she took off her helmet with one hand, and her voice suddenly became clear and cold: "Why don't I have a meeting here?"
Long, dark blond hair that was as smooth as a shampoo advertisement spread out from the helmet, and the ends of the hair were as neat as a knife.
She was a very tall young woman, only half a head shorter than Aiwass, and should be at least 1.75 meters tall.
Her ears are slightly pointed, and her pupils are the same color as her hair. Unlike the portrait in the Palace of Silver and Tin, she is not wearing glasses at the moment, so her facial features look gentler.
When she saw Aiwass, who was wearing the archbishop's robe, she did not salute. She just cast her gaze lazily and looked at him carefully.
She just stared at Aiwass blankly for a few seconds - first a little confused, then her expression gradually changed: "Aiwass...?"
As soon as she said these words, her memory seemed to wake up. The iceberg-like coldness and indifference on her face instantly melted and dissipated.
"——Is it you, Aiwass!"
Although this is a question, there is no doubt at all, but an overwhelming certainty.
After hearing this, Aiwass was finally convinced that the woman in front of him was his sister Freya.
He finally had the real feeling that "it turns out that Freya exists"... Even though he had confirmed it repeatedly from other people's perspectives, Aiwass still had no memory after all.
But now, hearing her voice, Aiwass's body felt the urge to burst into tears for a moment - his heart seemed to be vaguely throbbing with the feeling of meeting again after a long absence, but on the other hand, his brain and consciousness were extremely calm.
, no memory or emotion came up at all.
Compared with the retouched portrait in the Palace of Silver and Tin, from this distance... the outline of Freya's facial features does bear some resemblance to Professor Moriarty.
"It's me, Freya...sister."
Aiwass smiled and responded politely.
But when he was called "sister", he still felt a little unfamiliar and uncomfortable.
——That feeling is like the feeling of alienation when you are reorganizing a family and greeting brothers and sisters you have never met for the first time. Both parties are very sensible and want to express their close feelings, but there is such a deep sense of alienation and resistance.
But it can't be faked.
"...Why are you here, Aiwass!"
Freya was very surprised and held Aiwass's hand - she squeezed Aiwass's hand with both hands, as if to confirm the temperature.
When she felt the warmth of Aiwass's hands, she immediately put on the rimless glasses hanging around her neck. She looked at Aiwass carefully and then breathed a sigh of relief.
She walked up, obviously wanting to hug Aiwass, but stopped in time.
So she just took two steps forward, got in front of Aiwass, and then stepped back with a smile: "It's... so high."
She stretched out her right hand, as if she wanted to touch Aiwass's hair, but her hand made an awkward circle in the air, and she just awkwardly adjusted Aiwass's collar with one hand.
Then he swung the iron helmet he was holding in his left hand in a circle in the air beautifully.
"archbishop……"
It was at this moment that she seemed to notice Aiwass's clothes.
Freya murmured: "They are all archbishops..."
She looked at Lily behind Aiwass, took the initiative to go over and hugged her gently: "You are... Lily from the Drost family, right? Long time no see."
Aiwass subconsciously looked back and saw Lily's expression was extremely complicated - he had never seen such a complicated expression on Lily's face, who always smiled gently.
Lily opened her mouth and closed it, opened her mouth and closed it again...like a suffocating goldfish, unable to spit out bubbles or speak.
Even the hands she held behind Freya's back were twisted into knots. The palms tightly clenched by her fingertips were already blue due to lack of blood, but she seemed not to notice that her hands were exerting force.
When Freya hugged Lily, she was still holding her strange helmet in her left hand. Apparently she didn't expect to put it down first.
And Sherlock stood in the farthest place without saying a word. He obviously didn't want to have anything to do with this matter.
There is no doubt that this was a surprising, awkward and unprepared meeting for both parties.
Aiwass suddenly realized something and looked at Yanis: "Didn't you tell Miss Freya...Sister Freya?"
He didn't tell her that he was coming to find her——
Freya looked like this, obviously she didn't expect Aiwass to come to the Theocracy. It took her a long time to recognize Aiwass, and she must have never seen the news about Aiwass.
"No."
Master Yanis shook his head decisively.
Although she also knew that if she said such words at this time, she might get a boomerang in less than twenty-four hours - she still said honestly: "Because I just want to see this scene."
She originally wanted to laugh.
But thinking of Gloria's sudden death, she twitched her lips and still couldn't smile. Although they were only friends whom she had only met twice and had a relatively shallow relationship... they were both inheritors of the path of beauty, Yanis, who were both similar in age.
It was quite pleasant to get along with her.
Thinking of this, Yanis said to Freya: "By the way, Freya... Gloria is dead."
"who?"
Freya replied casually without emotion: "Forget it, let's talk about it later... Everyone, come in and sit down first.
"Yannis, this idiot didn't tell me in advance, and I didn't prepare anything to entertain everyone."
She suddenly thought of something: "Aiwass, do you drink?"
"ah?"
Aiwass didn't react for a while: "What kind of wine? I can drink a little."
"The wine of eternal life - it can prolong life, come and try it."
Freya entertained everyone as enthusiastically as possible but obviously not very skillful.