Naquil looked at her, nodded, and as if he couldn't stop talking without surprising, he took out a metal magic box several inches square from his arms: "When I left the temple this time, the great elder specifically asked me to
Bringing it out, this is the true form of the Omniscient Eye. In fact, since its era has passed, the power of God inherited on the Omniscient Eye has passed away, leaving the Omniscient Eye in our world.
It’s just an ordinary artifact.●⌒,”
The knights dispersed subconsciously and looked at the small box in Naquil's hand. Although Adni did not act so exaggeratedly in it, her emerald green eyes were fixed on it.
"I... I'm not dreaming, this... this is the all-knowing eye." Her expression immediately changed, and she grabbed Naquil's hand and pressed it back with some seriousness: "Oh my god, how dare you do that?
Take this thing out, is your head carved from elm wood? Do you know that this is a sacred object in our entire desert?"
Naquil seemed to be aware of this, so he did not take out his hand again, but said to others: "The omniscient eye is not as sacred as you think, Adni, you should know that in the last era
Let’s look at the Azure Spear from the mortal era. It is actually something like this. To this day, that Holy Spear is actually just a simple artifact.”
"Even the sky..." Adni seemed to have her world view subverted a bit, and it took her a while to come back to her senses: "You mean... that guy, I mean the guy with the sacred sword of the sun,
Maybe the Emerald Heart is there too?"
"It's just a possibility." Naquil didn't seem too excited. In fact, when he officially became the tombkeeper and the elder told him the secret, he was also so indifferent: "But even if the Emerald Heart is not with him
, but the omniscient and omnipotent god Ra has made his holy sword appear in front of us. Isn’t it a guide? Don’t ignore this just because it is held in the hands of a foreigner.”
Adni looked solemn. She had at least one identity as the leader of the Knights of the Wings of Ra. She was the most devout believer of the Sun God: "You are talking about Naquil."
The other knights also nodded in agreement, gaining a new understanding of the tombkeeper who temporarily joined them.
Naquil looked at the deputy captain of Ra's Wings and said to her: "There is one more thing I must tell you, Captain."
"There can be many reasons for a team to choose a leader, but Mr. Taha and the elders chose you to hold this position. It is certainly not because you spent all your money to form this expedition team, because as far as I know there are many rich people in Savana
They all donated money, but now you are our captain, not them..."
Hearing what he said, Adni couldn't help being stunned and turned back to look at him.
Naquil didn't care about her look, and continued: "Mr. Taha trusts your ability, just like we trust our captain. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be here, so please don't belittle yourself."
"...This...that," Adni's face turned red rarely, "...Should I say thank you, Mr. Elf?"
The knights immediately cheered in unison.
But soon they had to admit that what Naquil said was correct, no matter what. No matter what kind of person the person with the sacred sword of the sun was, they could not remain indifferent.
Instead of questioning here, it is better to take action first, because in the final analysis, we have to make contact, so it is always necessary to find out where the other party has been.
Thanks to the reminder from Mr. Elf, the knights quickly learned from nearby that Brando and Huang Huo had gone to Xicheng District after leaving the Storm Shadow Hotel.
Of course, this must also be thanked for Brando and Huang Huo not concealing their whereabouts at all when leaving this place.
Because this is neither necessary nor meaningless.
While the knights were walking along the avenue to the West City looking for the whereabouts of Brando and Phoenix Fire, Delphine was also looking for the whereabouts of something in Rosalin Castle.
That thing is called the Emerald Mystery.
In fact, the prime minister's daughter is not sure whether this thing is what she imagined, but she trusts her own judgment. Just like she once firmly sought revenge from Brando, Delphine rarely doubts that she will make a mistake
.
And the key to the matter is not whether to make mistakes, but whether to see one's true intention clearly. She understands that there are many people in this world who can 'make no mistakes' or 'make fewer mistakes'. But there are very few people who can follow their own wishes.
.
At least neither her grandfather nor her father could do it, which is why the Niedwen family lost its former glory under the pressure of Her Majesty the Queen.
Delphine was born in an idealized era. In the era of her birth, the empire of the Cruz people was just going through the last few years of its transition from prosperity to decline. Her growth history is the fall of this empire from its most glorious moment.
a trajectory.
So she never believes in idealistic things.
Being too slumbering in the glory of the past will make people ignore what they need most in front of them. That is why those behemoth empires will respond so slowly. Even if they know that there is an abyss in front of them, they will take firm steps.
Step into it.
With this thought in mind, the prime minister's daughter pursed her lips and opened the books on the bookshelf one by one. She didn't know magic, nor was she a natural thief with nimble hands and feet, so the only one she could rely on was herself.
Just the mind.
She had already prepared two silk threads to pass through the pages and connect them from top to bottom to move the books. She was careful not to stir up the thick dust on the bookshelf. Whenever she completed one of the processes, she took out a book she had prepared from her purse.
dead rat and cover it with its footprints, pretending that these ultra-small rodents had passed by.
She used a gauze scarf from the room to make a mask and put it between her nose and mouth, firstly to disturb the fine dust with her breath, and secondly to prevent herself from choking on the smoke. But even so, the dust still cleared up quickly.
With a choking in her respiratory tract, Delphine suppressed the cough and finished checking the last two books in the row on the bookshelf.
At this time, whenever a maid or servant passed by Lord Rosalin's room, she would carefully put down the work at hand and retreat to a dark corner. She specially adjusted the position of the candles in the room to make this
The direction became a blind spot for light. Although servants were prohibited from entering this study without permission, she did not relax her vigilance at all.
After the footstep of the servant walked briskly from the door, Delphine allowed himself to cough a few times at this time.
She understands what she is doing.
Just like knowing the consequences if this is discovered.
But from the moment she woke up from the bed here, when she heard the voice telling her the secrets kept in this castle, she knew she would never regret it.
She closed her eyes, as if she could still see herself being hit by the Azure Spear, and then being sucked into the vortex. What happened after that was long and seemed to only happen in a moment.
Delphine gritted his teeth and silently recalled everything he had seen in the darkness.
There are things she cares about most.
It's also the thing she despises the most.
Her family, but also everything to her.
"If you want to destroy it, let me destroy it before the Nidwen family," she said to herself hoarsely: "I don't care about what my grandfather and father care about. If I want to achieve this, I can sacrifice everything."
Delphine rested for a while. The damage caused to her by traveling in the space rift was actually more serious than the weakness she showed in this castle, and it was far from even a recovery.
The reason why she did this was just to make the fat-headed Lord Rosalin feel more at ease and at least allow herself to leave her room and go to the courtyard or the castle.
If not, how could she find opportunities?
However, these activities inevitably made her feel that the burden on her body was getting heavier day by day. She said goodbye to those people in the courtyard before and left. In fact, it was not just for the camera, but because she really couldn't support it anymore.
Already.
At this moment, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and there were faint black shadows around her vision, as if the light in the whole room was much darker. Her temples were beating, making her feel as if her brain was boiling.
stand up.
She gritted her teeth and said to herself: "I hope that guy can live up to his expectations."
Thinking of Brando, a kind of hatred and unwillingness from the bottom of her heart seized her heart, allowing Delphine to miraculously recover and stand firm.
She raised her head and looked at the bookshelf, realizing that she had searched the lower three rows of the bookshelf in the previous half hour. She needed to use a ladder to go up, which was an almost impossible task for her.
The prime minister's daughter bit her lower lip. She knew that she had to find a way, otherwise today's work would have to end here.
But she had a vague hunch in her heart that this might be her only chance, and she had to seize it.
She hesitated for a moment, then continued to stagger forward.
Arriving in front of the bookshelf, Delphine closed her eyes and began to remember. She knew that the thing was here, not because of unreasonable guesses or suspicions, but because of the experience between Lord Rosalin and his guard captain.
Information obtained from the mere phrases in a conversation.
Perhaps those two people may not have realized that their conversation had been leaked, but that was enough for Delphine.
When she opened her eyes again, her gaze fell on the fourth book from the bottom in the top row of the bookshelf.
