"The divination mirror is my lord's most loyal servant Adros. You are also my lord's favored person. There is no problem in using it, but it is a little strange."
What strange method?
Hermione looked at the back of the paper. There was no explanation, and it didn't seem to be important.
You only need to engrave the summoning runes on the mirror to summon it. Before doing so, it is best to pray to the Fool for witness and protection.
After being prepared for the reminder, Hermione carved the runes given by Derrick on the condensed mirror. The mirror reflecting herself and the scenery inside the house had a layer of rippling colors.
Have you connected? It seems to be a feeling that comes from deep.
"Madam, even though you don't look good, you are still a person favored by our Lord. But the rules cannot be broken. You have to find someone to be with you."
"The original witch left a spiritual mark in my body, which is equivalent to her presence, so I did not break the rules. Thank you for your concern."
Hermione revealed her aura, you still want to mess with me, right? Do you really think I'm dead?
"Uh..., for the sake of my lord, I think you comply. Just ask whatever you need to ask, and in exchange you have to answer my questions."
Adros hesitated for a moment and then reluctantly agreed to Hermione's behavior, otherwise it would have been almost as if he had charmed an ordinary person to come in.
"I want to ask if my idea is correct?"
Hermione told Adros the general idea of entering the Kingdom of Gold. When the morning light shines here, let the person who carries the light bathe in the lake.
"It's almost the same. Those who carry the light will scatter the light in the lake like a mirror and reflect it to the top of the mountains to open the way to the inside.
But you have to pay attention to the details. Sometimes there is no morning light shining here."
Is that so? Hermione took note of Adros's reminder that natural weather would also have an impact.
"The next thing I ask you is, if you could save your sister or brother by becoming a conqueror, would you become a conqueror? Or would you not resist becoming a man?"
I don't know if it was because of Arrodes' arrogance, but he immediately smelled the ignored problems in Hermione's heart, which made her face move a few times unconsciously and deepen her voice.
"Yes. So you are saying that I have a chance?"
"I just asked you two questions. The characteristics I had before this time are still there, and the opportunities are still there. It depends on your own efforts and efforts."
"It makes no difference whether you said it or not. Don't talk about it. Next. Where should I go to find the person who carries the light? He seems to have come from inside."
Feeling like she was being played, Hermione resisted the urge to hit it. She knew that the trait was still there, but it needed ritual and support. That was the point.
So I jumped over quickly, lest I really couldn't help but do it.
"You can go to the Arequipa area in the west, where a runaway slave is wanted."
Fortunately, it's not too far, probably only a few dozen kilometers away, and the characteristics of the target are already there. Just go and get back quickly.
"If your fiancée regains his complete spiritual body, can you accept each other regardless of each other's identities?"
Hearing this, Hermione stopped thinking and blurted out the quintessence of Chinese culture. How could this guy know so much about his own private affairs? He wouldn't want to die like this.
"I have accepted her. Is that okay?"
"I'm trying to help you settle down. See you next time, heroic red-haired colleague. Remember to give Adros a small thumbs up."
Hermione tightened her lips and crushed the mirror in her hand. She now understood the strangeness of Derrick's reminder and really wanted to slap it.
Good reviews? This word seems to come from its own world? How do you know it? Or does it probably mean the same thing and is it normal to hear it?
You have to go to Arequipa quickly. If the target is caught and killed, your work will be in vain.
In the desolate and rolling mountains, young men wearing dark brown and dark gray animal skins were walking in a circuitous way, each supporting the dark-brown man in the middle, disappearing into the ravines and valleys from time to time.
Their appearance was typical of the indigenous people of the Southern Continent. The adult male in the middle staggered a little when he walked. His rags had many rips, and there were black scars all over his body, as if he had been tortured recently.
In order to prevent the shackles still on the hands and feet from making too much noise, they were all wrapped in rags.
The gray-black eagle soared in the sky. Seeing the obvious figures, several people hurriedly hid in the hidden recessed stone wall, barely blocked by the shrubs and grass above.
"That's it, Bobandak, Gluck, just stop here! If you continue to walk with me like this, you will also be killed by the falcon's jaws."
The man with a tired face broke free from the support of the boys on both sides. His lips covered with broken skin opened and closed. He wanted to continue speaking but could not.
"Connor, we don't want to see you die here. I believe we will take you out of here and take you back to your hometown."
"They all say you are an evil person and a treacherous person, but you have never done anything bad in our village, and everyone is willing to believe you."
Connor, who finally turned into a bitter smile, stroked the young man's head, picked up the bow and arrow in their hands, and turned around to attract the target to leave. At least he had to kill the eagle, otherwise the Falcon who remembered the appearance of the two of them would not let it go.
satisfy.
"We are here too. If we weren't here to help everyone, you wouldn't be discovered."
"We're all here, we can't give up."
Bobandak and Gluck, who wanted to follow, tightly hugged the hands that pressed them back. The skin on their arms was not yet scabbed, and when it was tightened, traces of blood oozed out.
The pain of the tearing wound made Connor frown. He lived as a guest in Bobandak's village for some time.
After getting along for a long time and his friendliness, the villagers also accepted this man with unknown beliefs, until one time he exposed his abilities in order to save their father.
After the first time, there will be things that keep coming, and you will be directly targeted by some people who covet you, and finally you will be deceived by pretending to be deceived.
"You guys should go back quickly. I'm a little worried about Village Chief Yogi who is blocking me. Please don't participate anymore."
The village chief Yogi and the villagers rescued himself before he was sent away. Unfortunately, the "holy" had left him, and now he has no way to return to it.
He was afraid that this group of people would kill the people in the village, and he had to take them away quickly to have a chance to survive.
After sitting down and making a decision, his flesh and blood instantly became crystal clear and full of brilliance. Bobandak and Gluck also fainted and leaned against the stone wall.
He put on a good disguise, staring resolutely at the eagle circling above with flaming eyes, chose a route, and then plunged into the ravine.
