Qian has often dreamed of this fragmented dream recently. In the tall and empty Gothic temple, the broken arches and columns are like craggy bones emerging from the darkness. The huge rose window hangs above the head, and the soft lead bars shine in.
When exposed to sunlight, it turns into the color of amethyst and sapphire, forming a dark and mysterious light that penetrates into the darkness.
She was fixed on the cold altar, her hands and feet were tightly tied, and a strange-shaped dagger was inserted in her chest, which was still bleeding. The power of life gradually passed away, and the empty temple was full of people.
, but no matter how she shouted in panic, people ignored her.
There was only one woman chattering beside her, and the other person was shrouded in a thick shadow, making it impossible for her to see her face clearly and hear what she was mumbling.
After a while, the woman suddenly came forward, and Qian's eyes widened.
She screamed and realized that she had sat up from the bed in a cold sweat. The strange scenes around her had long since disappeared. The carved bedposts and gauze curtains quietly blended into the darkness. On the maple desk not far away
There was a crystal ornament that emitted a glimmer of light. This was still her bed, and the moonlight filtering through the window gently diluted the darkness.
The ponytail had long since spread out, and strands of fiery red hair were stuck to her face. The quilt was soaked with sweat and was cold.
Qian stayed for a moment, hugging herself helplessly and shivering.
"You have a nightmare again."≈,w≦, asked with concern.
"..."
"Still the same dream?"
Akane nodded.
"It's hard for you. You must have been out of breath for the past few days."
"That dream..."
Ovina shook her head gently, leaned down to open Akane's arms, looked into her eyes and comforted her: "Witches believe that dreams are mirrors that reflect reality, so there is a saying that dreams and reality are exactly the opposite.
This dream means that your lord must be coming to save you soon."
Akane raised her head, her eyes as clear as agate were full of serious questioning, as if asking: Really?
Ovina couldn't help but laugh and stretched out her hand to scratch her nose: "Of course it's true. Have I ever lied to you?"
Akane looked at her very suspiciously.
Ovina blushed rarely and sighed: "Okay, okay. Why don't we talk about the cake I cheated on you last time? It was just an accident. Why do you, a little human girl, hold such a grudge?"
"Because... it's very important." Qian said in a small voice.
"This matter is very important to you, I understand, but do you still believe in your lord?"
Akane nodded without hesitation.
Ovina couldn't help but be stunned when she saw her like this. "What a lucky guy." She sighed in an incomprehensible way.
"Since you are sure that your lord will definitely come to save you, then what else do you have to worry about?"
"I'm worried...Lord."
"Silly kid," Oweina felt soft and patted her shoulder: "You are still worried about others at this time, so rest assured. That guy will be fine."
As if accepting Oweina's comfort, Qian finally calmed down a bit.
"Ovina, what time is it now?" she asked, feeling that she had been asleep for a long time and her head was groggy.
"Cheer up," Ovina replied: "It's dawn, Akane."
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The carriage creaked and swayed, and what kept retreating on both sides of the hood was the autumn scene of Bankel's countryside. Dazzling golden color soaked the endless land, and farmhouses and windmills were dotted on the horizon. Cirrus clouds accumulated to form mountains and rivers.
Shape, the wind pushed it to move slowly. The leaves of the tall Cruz poplars on both sides of the road rustled, and the sun shone into the branches of the trees, creating a lush autumn atmosphere.
But everyone in the carriage was in no mood to appreciate this rare beauty.
This second-hand caravan unavoidably swayed from side to side as it moved, as if it would be broken into pieces at any time. The interior of the car's canopy was dark and dim. Dots of light came in through the holes in the car's canopy, and fell on the faces of Brando and others with different expressions.
"Who bought this carriage...?"
Faina's face turned pale, and she finally couldn't bear to ask this question. Before she could finish speaking, she couldn't help but cover her mouth, and her chest was churning. She rolled her eyes and almost vomited it out again. But there was only so much left in her stomach.
I drank sour water and vomited all my breakfast along the way, as well as the red wine braised beef and baked trout I had last night.
The others were a little better, but they couldn't help but feel a little sad when they saw the eldest lady.
"Hipamila..." Brando's face was also a little ugly. Although his physique was far beyond ordinary people, this carriage was a bit too much. The key was that so far he had seen at least three rivets jumping happily from the pillars of the hood.
After jumping off, the whole carriage jingled and jingled everywhere as if it were possessed. Only God knows when it will fall apart next moment.
There was still a long way to go from Rushta, the capital of the empire. Without the carriage, they would have to walk for at least a whole day. But it was already past noon, and the nearest hotel was still more than twenty miles away.
outside.
"sorry……"
The priestess looked very embarrassed in front of everyone, and replied at a loss: "Because...it's cheap, the goddess...sir taught us..."
"Diligence and frugality are a good thing," Brando couldn't help but sigh: "But you have been fooled. What kind of second-hand car is this? It is about to be scrapped! And those two horses, Martha is here
Come on, I can't bear to let them continue to pull the cart. If there is an animal protection association... well, I mean the druids, if those guys see it, I'm afraid trouble will come to our door."
"What's there to worry about a bunch of guys playing on the turf?" Andrrig replied nonchalantly: "If they dare to come, I'll kill them."
Brando glared at her. The strength of these vampire siblings had just returned to the state of elemental manifestation, and he didn't know where they came from with such a big tone.
"sorry."
Hipamila apologized very sincerely.
But not everyone is frowning. At least beside the vampire princess, Morpheus's attention is completely focused on the beams of sunlight that pass through the holes in the car hood, and the light spots fall on the tip of his smooth nose.
Above, a vampire boy who looks like he has light freckles and is more beautiful than a girl is concentrating on counting how many holes there are in the hood of the car. He is not focused on anything else, and he is not sure whether he has counted seventy-one or seventy-two while silently muttering in his mouth.
On the side, Brando saw Roman who was secretly smiling happily.
Perhaps after noticing Brando's frowning gaze, the businesswoman replied with a guilty conscience and out of breath: "Hang, huh, huh... Brando, if you had asked me to come forward earlier...
Bang bang bang...it won't be that troublesome...oh, my belly. Hahahaha, this car is actually quite interesting, isn't it?"
"Ouch!" Before she could finish her words, Brando pinched her cheek.
Brando frowned and looked at this guy who was gloating about his misfortune. This guy ran off the boat secretly and didn't ask her to settle the score. Now he dared to hit the muzzle of the gun. He was simply asking for death.
"It hurts, it hurts," Roman tilted his body. The pain was so painful that tears were about to fall: "Bu... Brando, I was wrong!"
"What's wrong?"
"You shouldn't say anything super interesting when you're serious. As a businessman, you should have at least the ability to observe people's emotions. Oh! Yes... you shouldn't get off the boat secretly."
Brando couldn't help but glared at her coldly before letting go of her hand. Although he knew very well that the other party's simple intention was to stay with him regardless of the danger. He was moved in his heart, but this kind of indifference
The way of organizing and disciplinary actions is really lawless and this is not the first time. It has not changed despite repeated admonitions.
After Roman escaped from the clutches, he hurriedly hid behind Medisa like a frightened rabbit, where he frowned and glared at him, looking very unhappy.
Medisa smiled helplessly: "Lord, don't worry. Mr. Charles can use magic to maintain this carriage, and it will be fine until it reaches the outskirts of Rushta. Miss Roman was asked to stay by Miss Mysriel.
It’s not entirely her fault this time.”
Brando frowned. Ms. Silver Dragon finally left the convoy two days ago. Before that, she proposed to let Roman stay, but he did not agree. Because it was disguised as a caravan and needed someone who really knew the business.
But he knew that this disguise was not really to deceive the Silver Queen, but just to reduce trouble on the road. Besides, Delphine had also run the business of the Niedwin family, so he could be said to be knowledgeable.
But he always felt that Mysriel had another deep meaning, otherwise she would not have laughed at this question and not answered it.
Now that I think about it, this silver dragon lady might have known that Roman had secretly used witchcraft to hide in the convoy, and maybe she even helped.
What Brando couldn't figure out was why the other party did this.
"But now it seems that at least part of Ms. Mysriel's suggestions are quite reasonable." Ciel suddenly smiled and helped the merchant lady.
Opposite him, Delphine, the daughter of the Imperial Prime Minister, blushed slightly without any trace, but did not refute. She just turned her head away in silence. She had been in charge of the family's business activities, but in fact she was only responsible for it.
It's just a matter of formulating a general direction and confirming strategic intentions. As for the following complicated details, she has capable servants to help her complete it.
A few days ago, she vowed to tell Brando that she was completely qualified for this position, but in fact?
As a result, when they arrived at the prosperous market in Eleven Leaf City, Delphine was at a loss to find that she had no idea how to buy a second-hand carriage. She knew the prices of bulk goods in the Gao Inland Sea area this autumn and summer, and she was at a loss.
The future direction involves knowing every tedious detail of every step of the charcoal production, storage, and transportation to sales in Cloak Bay, knowing when to stock up on what goods, and knowing how to deal with the most powerful merchants in the empire.
But she didn't know how to bargain with a skinny second-hand dealer who looked a bit like a monkey.
In fact, she offended the other party completely with just two words. In the end, Hipamilla took the initiative and spent a lot of money to buy a 'second-hand carriage'.
That is, this classic car right now
Faina was still lying on the edge of the car hood retching, and the car hood fell into an embarrassing situation for a moment. Brando shook his head, who can blame this? Hipamilla has done a good enough job, and she is now in the car.
Before the card was summoned, she was just a young girl who had no experience in the world. Most of the priests of the Earth Goddess were ascetic monks. It was possible that she had never left the temple before that.
He lowered his head and returned his attention to the metal fragments in his hands.
These fragments were originally part of the Flame Blade. Over the past few days, with Sidney's help, he has gradually been able to feel their echo with the soul of Odysseus in his body, and it seems that the Flame Blade has been reactivated.
As the other party said, it was only a matter of time. However, as the soul of Odyssey became more and more awakened, one thing made him feel vaguely strange.
While he awakened the soul of Odysseus, he felt that he often touched two other laws in the realm of elements: one is hot and unrestrained, like rushing fire; the other is deep despair, like the darkness of the abyss.
He didn't know if this was an illusion, but these two laws were quietly improving the power and realm of his main law. But in just two weeks, he felt that he had faintly touched the true meaning of the side of truth.
In fact, it is the performance of a realm reaching its peak. This fact scared him quite a bit. In his memory, the realm of elements can only be improved through a step-by-step approach. In the game, experience will be transformed at this level.
It becomes the power of order, and if you want to improve your level, you can only keep doing tasks to find opportunities to advance.
For the aborigines, it is even more miserable. They can usually only improve their realm by understanding the laws. It is common for people like Veronica and Mephistopheles to be stuck in one realm for decades.
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At least Brando has never heard of any external force that can help improve the realm of elements.
He was not sure whether this was an illusion or because the other half of his soul belonging to Sophie was different from this world, so he did not dare to tell Sidney this secret for a while and could only wait for time to prove everything.
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