In a closed and quaint castle, although the decoration inside is too gorgeous, not only has antiques that have been around for thousands of years, but even expensive alchemy props are not a small number, but what is confusing is that there is not even a servant in such a huge castle...
In the uppermost room of the castle, on the blood-red carpet, a white-haired girl sat in a chair next to the balcony, looking at the sky without knowing what she was thinking.
"Alia..." A blond girl with a nine-point appearance similar to Arlia, but her hair color and figure were completely different, walked into the room and looked at Arya with an apology and said, "Your...wedding date is coming soon."
"I know" Arya's eyes darkened slightly and she smiled desolately.
The short three words, like an endless abyss, the devoured world, made the whole atmosphere very quiet.
When Philea saw the smile on Arya's face, the apology on her face became even more intense. "Are you still blaming me?"
"No, it's understandable that sister does this. If it were me, maybe that would be the case." Arya shook her head and said in a comforting tone, but the strangeness in her eyes was always captured by Philea.
"Don't blame me..." Philea said these three words as if she had used all her strength, and tears flowed out like a tide.
"Go and tell my father that I'm ready." Arya still kept smiling, and did not answer Philea's words, but instead issued a tactful order to expel guests.
"I...get it." Philea wanted to explain something else, but the strangeness in Arya's eyes turned the words she said into these powerless words.
After saying that, Philea turned around and left. Such a result was actually destined for a long time ago.
"This is the sorrow of being born in a big family." Before Philea left, she sighed faintly. When Arya heard this, her eyes dimmed instantly.
...
"How is Miss Arya?" As soon as Philea went out, the elder in the dark mirror asked quickly with concern.
"What else can it be..." Philea wiped away the tears from her eyes and said with a wry smile.
"Hey, you are not wrong, don't blame yourself." Elder Dark Mirror shook his head and patted Philea's shoulder to comfort him.
"In such a family, the so-called family affection is very cheap. In order to fight for power and the throne, even their own brothers can meet each other."
Philea didn't speak, and the scene of her life with Arya ten years ago flashed through her mind.
At that time, the two sisters and the family ran around every day, as if there were no worries in this world.
Until that day, the patriarch of the St. Mis family came to propose. On that day, everything changed. She became diligent herself. She began to learn how to manage the industry and abandoned the idea of playing.
Yes, family marriage only requires one person, but the father has two daughters, so he should choose to say it. Actually, this is very easy to think about. Whoever stays in the family can play the most role will naturally be left behind. On the contrary... it is a tool to be reduced to **.
What a cruel reality, so... in order not to be reduced to the tool of the best, I have to abandon my sister. Not only that, I also have to spoil her too much, so that she can develop a willful surname and make her father no longer hesitate.
This is the so-called sisterhood. A conspiracy, a battle. The battle with excessive strength is naturally self-evident. My sister was completely defeated. As the price of failure, she became a tool for the best and a man's best...
There is no doubt that as she grew older, Arya gradually realized the truth over the years and the ridiculous feelings for more than ten years. Therefore, she began to close herself and created the arrival of this day. The two sisters were like strangers.
"I... have no choice..." After the memories ended, Philea felt exhausted and held the wall and said to herself.
At the other end of the door, Arya's eyes were also red, but she shook her head strongly and wiped away the tears on her face.
He got up and walked to the wardrobe, stretched out and opened it. There was a white wedding dress inside, with ninety-nine pure white high-level magic crystals embedded in it. This handwriting alone was enough to make the empire ashamed. Moreover, the cloth silk of this wedding dress was made by the sect-level monster Purgatory Spider Emperor. None of the things on it were priceless.
"It's a pity that I didn't wear it for you... Yes, I know it's gone, but I still hold my expectations stupidly." Arya murmured to herself with the fabric on her wedding dress.
The gate of the capital of Viniret...
A teenager wearing a white jacket and shirt, a white silk scarf on his chest and a black top hat on his head, strolling a girl in a black gothic dress on the street.
"Wow, Brother Lu Tianming, there are so many people, more people than those in Gallen City." Yalina said with a fuss as if it was her first time entering a country girl in a big city.
"This is normal. Gallon City is just a larger city. It is the capital, second only to **," Lu Tianming explained patiently.
Since he is planning to smash the situation, he still needs to check the information he should have, so Lu Tianming also knows the situation in the capital of Winneret.
The capital is a city that only the four major dukes can be qualified to establish. Although it is called a large city second only to the top, its scale is not much worse than that of the top. It has all the shops it should have, and even most chambers of commerce have branches here. Even the headquarters of the Yurou Chamber of Commerce of the four major chambers of commerce is in the capital of Veneret.
"Brother Lu Tianming, where are we going next?" Yalina asked.
"Attend the banquet, and I told you what I had told you before..." When Lu Tianming was about to say something, he was interrupted by Yalina first.
"Don't run around, don't leave Brother Lu Tianming five meters away, don't disobey, don't scream, right? You've said it thirty-seven times, I can recite it out," Yalina rolled her eyes and said helplessly.
"Ahem, you little girl." Lu Tianming's mouth twitched.
"Okay, hurry up and go to the banquet. I will be very obedient in Yalina. Brother Lu Tianming told me to go east, but I will never go west... Of course, I didn't say I wanted to go east," Yalina said seriously, but the last sentence was naturally in my heart.
Seeing Yalina's serious appearance, Lu Tianming felt a little relieved and took Yalina's hand toward the Winneret family.
This joint marriage is related to the reputation of the four major dukes. With the open identity of the Winneret family and the St. Mis family, it is enough to move the nobles of the entire continent.
More than 80% of the family leaders are here, and the lowest titles of these families must be lords at the earl level, and there is no qualification at all. Even the royal families of the three empires have sent quite heavyweight figures to support the scene.
Lu Tianming looked up at the base of the Winneret family in front of him. In fact, it was better to say that it was a fortress with a strategic surname. The size alone occupied one-tenth of the entire Winneret capital.
There were many guards outside the wall, and Lu Tianming randomly flashed past the guards.
The guards suddenly felt a sense of coldness, as if they were seen through their whole body.
"It's such a big deal to use a Level 6 swordsman as a guard." Lu Tianming smiled contemptuously.
"Well, is the Level 6 swordsman very powerful?" Yalina asked in confusion.
"It's okay, the lord of Gallon City is only at the eighth level. Do you think it's amazing?"
"Oh, I'm going to be powerful, Yalina, too," Yalina said with an excited look on her face.
"Well... I'll think about it, we're going in." Lu Tianming patted Yalina's head and signaled her to be more peaceful.
Yalina nodded obediently and grabbed Lu Tianming's hand tightly.
Lu Tianming took Yalina's hand and walked to the door of Veneret's residence.
There were two level 8 swordsmen standing at the door in front of the door, directing their soldiers to check the invitations of the people who were about to enter.
Lu Tianming smiled contemptuously.
He walked towards the door without stopping, and didn't even look at the guards, as if he was in a state of no one.
The nobles beside him were slightly stunned for a while, and after reacting, they all looked at the fun.
But what made them unbelievable was that just when the guards were planning to capture Lu Tianming, they were stopped by the two level 8 swordsmen.
Finally, Lu Tianming walked through the door safely and soundly, and the whole process only took a few seconds.
It was not until Lu Tianming disappeared from sight that the two level 8 swordsmen breathed a sigh of relief. When they looked at each other, they saw the fear in each other's eyes.
"This real feeling, the moment the man walked past me, my body became uncontrollably stiff, as if the instinct of life told me that I must not provoke him," a level 8 swordsman said with a palpitation.
"So too..." Another level eight swordsman nodded in agreement and said, "I felt like I missed death in an instant!"