After Tina left, Heras was lying quietly on the bed. His maid helped him clean the scars and applied medicine. After changing into his pajamas, he left quietly, as if he had forgotten the unhappiness just now.
"Poor Tina, she is just trying to help her family get out of the predicament. A little girl like her in the Federation is still living in the ivory tower, enjoying the care of her elders and society, as well as the admiration of young men and jealousy of girls on campus. Here she even learned to endure the embarrassing abuse of her master and maintain an optimistic attitude." Heras thought sympathetically.
As a law-abiding citizen of the Federation, he was quite disgusted with what the nobles did in this maid. But he knew he could do nothing. Even if he was a great emperor who could fight in another world, if he dared to propose any concept of human rights, he would be kicked off the throne by the noble lords who supported him tomorrow, and be regarded as a special case of confusion for the legendary wizards of the Pillar of Void to study.
"She may be the only person who doesn't have much malicious intentions towards me. This simple-minded girl may not know what revenge is. If I have the chance, I should do something for her." Heras has his own stubborn concept, but he is not a saint and will not have any idea of saving the suffering people in another world in dire straits. In fact, this idea will make Heras have goose bumps. He doesn't know those poor slaves.
"As long as the things you cherish are not hurt, I will be satisfied." Herath thought, this was the most stubborn part of his stubborn concept.
The night was already deep. He looked up at Anfalon's night sky. The stars hanging on the sky were not much different from those seen in many colonial planets in the Federation. But Heras knew that their nature was different. The stars in Anfalon's night sky were not stars, and they would not shine. The reason why they shine was because they reflected Anfalon's sunlight.
The world composition of this strange universe is very different from the original universe. There are countless spherical crystal walls in the endless twisted void. The universe outside the crystal wall is a chaotic void, and within the crystal wall is the world. The center of the world is the plane, and the void between the crystal wall and the plane is called the void in the boundary. The void in the world is not as distorted and dangerous as the endless void. The rules of the world maintain the stability of the void in the world. The kingdoms of gods in the world are circulating around the plane in the void in the world.
"Is this the world of the geocentric theory?" Heras suddenly became interested in the information in his memory. All the stars in the crystal wall can be said to be satellites of the Anfalong plane. The sun is also one of the stars orbiting the plane, but it is a pure energy-state star separated from the origin of the plane.
Heras stared at the light blue moon in the night sky. The blue moonlight as blue as the sea even flowed slowly on the surface of the moon. The faint blue light like a curling smoke was like a layer of dreamy and gorgeous gauze curtains covering the outside of the moon.
Anfalon has only one sun and one moon, and this moon completely subverts the scientific common sense of Herath. Although it also has phases, it is not a star body. This beautiful and dreamy blue moon is the kingdom of Anfalon's moon god, Vanshinar Eternal Night King! She is one of the oldest gods of Anfalon. Before becoming a god, she left legendary legendary druids on many supreme planes.
It is worth mentioning that the King of Eternal Night was born in a second-class elves plane. When he was young, he accidentally came to Anfalon before he began his own journey of power. The first time she projected was the rule of Anfalon's highest plane, which determined her destination after she finally successfully ignited the divine fire - she inevitably became Anfalon's native god and had to say goodbye to her hometown forever. In Anfalon, the dominant humans, the elves even established their own empires, which was inseparable from Vanshinar's power.
"It's really beautiful like a miracle... No, it's a miracle." Heras was determined to look at the dreamy blue moon, and seemed to be able to feel Vanshinar's gaze at the ground inside. He remembered an ancient poem that the Anfalon elves had been circulating for a long time: the soft and dreamy blue light was my sight, but it would never see my hometown.........
"Before the fall of the Bloody King, he was the mortal enemy of the Eternal Night King. The members of the Salamus family instinctively hated the clear night. Although Heras did not activate his bloodline before, his mother's habits seemed to have a great impact on him." He finally understood why Heras's bedroom was full of magic crystal lamps, and it was turned on specifically on clear nights. In fact, the moonlight would not suppress the bloodline of the Bloody King, and hatred was just a psychological reaction.
"Fortunately, I didn't have this reaction at all." Some people hated such a beautiful moon. Heras felt that they had lost half of their fun in life. While thinking about him, he lay down to sleep with his knees. Even if no one looked at him, he would not dare to relax his vigilance. The quantum brain played a crucial role again. Without the frequency control of the quantum brain, it would undoubtedly be a difficult task for him to fall asleep in such a bright bedroom.
After sleeping in a daze for a while, the door of the room opened silently in a strange way. Under the stress of the quantum brain, Heras immediately became nervous. Could someone come to fix him again? Or maybe it was not necessarily a human... Sarod is a necromancer!
He didn't dare to look back and continued to keep his sleeping breath and heartbeat frequency. A familiar footstep sounded at the door. Although it was very slight, the quantum brain instantly determined the identity of the person - what was his cousin doing at this time?
Tahila is neither a thief nor a mid-level mage who can fly. Although she tried her best to make herself go silently, she had nowhere to hide in front of the quantum brain's analytical ability. Now she was standing in front of Heras, with her flax-colored eyebrows that were graceful and frowned like crescent moons. The people of the Leoland family have a bit similar to civilians in addition to their temperament. This is also the characteristic of the magic family. The objects they marry only value magical talent, not any family background, and do not have the complex etiquette of purebred blood nobles.
Seeing Heras breathing calmly while sleeping, he seemed to have not noticed his arrival at all. Tahira's doubts became deeper. In the various revenges before, his pupils had not even changed from beginning to end, and he had been in a relaxed state of godlessness. It seemed that he was completely in line with all the characteristics of an idiot. If it was disguised, his control over himself almost reached the level of a legendary knight. If he had this ability, a finger could kill a small ant of his level and Sarod.
The failure of the soul impact can also be explained as invalid casting. Even when the caster level is one level higher than the recipient, there is an extremely slight chance of happening. However, he had an epileptic seizure and avoided the poisonous thorn. This is a coincidence! The possibility of two small-probability events occurring at the same time is almost zero! Tahira became more and more sure of his thoughts.
"Dear cousin, your acting skills are amazing! The opera masters who have been popular in the entire empire are only worthy of you as apprentices!" She took out an old book from somewhere that had obviously been through a long time and threw it on Heras' saliva-stuck face.
Hearing this sentence, Heras's fragile soul was almost scared away, but the quantum brain was still stable and maintained his sleeping state. "No, my performance was flawless, she could not be so sure!" He immediately understood, and then felt a book thrown on his face.
"It's a bit unreasonable if you still pretend to be asleep." He slowly opened his confused eyes, and then saw Tahira bent down with his knees on his hands, his face less than half a meter away from him. "She is cheating me..." Heras thought confidently.
At this time, Heras even had the leisure to count the sparse freckles on Tahira's fair and beautiful oval face. "Add any beautiful scenery worthy of appreciation." This is another part of his stubborn concept. Then he wanted to see what smashed his head, and his confused eyes seemed to be aimless to sweep the book. Then Heras's breathing almost stopped - the worn cover reads: A brief description of the universal divine blood activation method and blood abilities.
"I know you need strength urgently now and bring what you need most. Although it is a general activation method, it is just right for your thin bloodline. The inheritance activation method of the Salamus family requires extremely high concentration of the blood of the Blood King." Tahira squinted and said, as long as Heras showed an interest or even a little abnormality, she could immediately determine that this guy was disguised.
At that time, I must make a deal with him. No matter what his senses are, Herath is indeed a rare magic genius. As long as he tells himself how to be immune to soul impact, he will not blame him and provide protection for him. You must know that even magic of the same level will increase with the power of the mage himself. The soul impact of the great mage and the soul impact of the low-level mage are no different from the difference between a tornado and a light breeze.
Tahira is preparing to use soul impact as his third level to advance to the next level. This magic takes effect quickly, has no casting trajectory, and can directly act on the target. While casting, it can also eliminate or alleviate some negative mental states that the caster himself suffers. Almost every mage is a spell engraved on the soul, and the necromancers are just better at it. Being immune to soul impact is of great significance in magical decisive battles.
Strength is always what mages desire the most, and for this reason many mages can betray everything. Although Tahira has not yet regarded dignity as worthless, the holiday with Heras seems insignificant compared to the immune soul impact. In this regard, although her magical talent is not as good as Sarod, she is obviously much smarter than him.
Under Tashila's unblinking gaze, Heras was fighting against heaven and man in his heart. The thing he longed for was right in front of him, and he wanted to open the old book cover immediately. But this was undoubtedly surrendering in front of Tashila. He couldn't tell what Tashila wanted to do. Maybe his life would be worrying after confessing.
Thanks to the ability of the quantum brain to maintain calmness, Heras quickly came up with a solution, although it was a bit risky. Then he reached out to the old book, his eyes still had no glory. He slowly picked up the book, and he made some unspeakable sounds in his throat, and saliva could not stop flowing down from the corner of his mouth.
"It's time to still perform?" Seeing that Heras was ready to confess so quickly, Tahira's eyes lit up, but she couldn't help but laugh in her heart. Then she widened her eyes in surprise.
Herath struggled to tear open the old yellowed parchment paper, and as he moved, the broken book that had been around for many years, raised a lot of dust. Then he put the parchment paper in his mouth and chewed it with relish.
Tahila waved her hand, and a gust of wind blew away the dust accumulated on the pages out of thin air. The book was written in advanced divine texts, and even she had a lot of effort to read, not to mention some complicated human blood composition and basic analysis of divine character. She could not imagine that someone could remember it with a glance without using powerful memory techniques.
"Is he really an idiot... This idiot really just wanted to eat it?" After carefully watching Heras finish eating the book one by one, Tahira did not notice any magic fluctuations. She now had a little doubt on her previous judgment.
Shaking her head in disappointment, Tahira straightened her waist and didn't look at Heras again. She turned around and walked out of the room. As soon as she left the door, she closed the door with a gust of wind.