The green imperial capital, Titania, in the Palace of Roses.
Pure white marble is paved on the ground as a road, surrounded by dark and neat lawns. Flower beds carved with delicate white stone are distributed on both sides of the road, in which pure white roses bloom. The flowers of these white roses range from large to small.
, some are still buds wrapped in green leaves, intertwined and clustered together, elegant and clear.
The palace was a little livelier today than in the past, because today was the day when the Crown Prince of the Empire got married to his fiancée, the legitimate daughter of the Landsworth family.
Now the eldest lady of the Landsworth family, Frocia, is receiving help from the maids in the dressing room, arranging her hair, applying light and beautiful makeup, and putting on a gorgeous and complicated elegant dress.
The long golden hair like the sun was gently pulled up and fixed with a flower vine hairpin woven with gold and silver threads. On the fair face were faint dark eyebrows. The thin lips were smeared with lipstick, and the color was as beautiful and beautiful as
Round pearl.
The entire dress is white, with the upper body decorated with numerous white laces and golden leaves. The lower body's wide skirt is slightly raised, with delicate and lifelike white roses in it.
A pair of lace gloves with flowers and vines wraps the hands, and the soft wrists can be seen through the small pattern gaps.
A golden thin leaf necklace was gently picked up, placed in front of this peerless woman, passed around the swan-like neck, picked up the golden hair at the back, tied it carefully, and then gently adjusted it to expose her chest
The shape of the pendant inlaid with precious stones is the symbol of greenness, the red and green rose.
Finally, after being checked several times by several palace maids and court ladies, the girl, who was as beautiful as the sun, slowly stood up. Behind her, the maids were already on standby, gently holding up the long and beautiful skirt.
rise.
When the girl and many maids came to the garden gate, dozens of carriages were waiting quietly. These carriages were all made of precious wood and had gilded floral decorations on their corners. Accompanying these carriages were
Hundreds of knights riding white unicorns.
As one of the four major duke families, the Landsworth family has a fiefdom that is about the same size as West Wind, and is very wealthy. The elite unicorn knights in these families are also extremely powerful, and each of them is sequence 6 or above.
exist.
Nowadays, these knights wear exquisite silver armor, with long white feathers stuck on the top of their helmets. Under the unicorn's neck, there are also white silk rosettes. The soles of its hooves occasionally step on the stone slabs, and there are
Green grass sprouts sprouted from the gaps in the stone slabs.
When the entourage of the Landsworth family all boarded the carriage one by one, these knights also followed suit. Some of them opened the way in front, while others guarded the sides of the carriage and moved forward slowly.
The motorcade advanced slowly. After walking out of the palace, hundreds of children in white dresses followed the rear of the motorcade. These children aged 12 to 15 all held flower baskets in their hands and threw countless petals towards them as they moved forward.
in the air.
There is no need to worry about traffic jams in the Imperial Capital today, because all the streets have been vacant for them. On both sides of the road ahead are people from the Imperial Capital who have been looking forward to it. These people wear white silk scarves in their hands and wave to the convoy, forming a lively sea.
.At the same time, musicians who had been prepared long ago also started playing on both sides of the road. The lively and festive music and people's blessings were noisy.
Colorful flags were planted everywhere on the streets of the imperial capital, and clean red carpets were laid out wherever the carriages were moving. Such luxurious behavior not only reflected the royal majesty, but also demonstrated the pride and pride of the country.
When the carriage entered the main thoroughfare of the Imperial Capital, Central Street, it became even more lively.
Pairs of waving arms and pairs of eager and curious eyes were crowded on both sides of the road. People rushed to stand on tiptoe to look at the carriage entering the road.
On both sides of the road where more than 100,000 people rushed to watch, about 20,000 halberd guards formed two neat dividing lines, and on the inside of these silver-armored halberd guards, there were 2,000 elite
Honor guard knights, they wear red and green robes and hold long flagpoles in their hands. Each flagpole has the family crest of a noble.
When the motorcade came to the main road, celebratory music also sounded from the houses on both sides. The red and green rose petals were lifted up by the breeze and floated towards the noisy crowd below, falling on the red carpet in the center or the accompanying people.
On the body.
For a time, the whole city was enveloped in this joyful wedding, with delicate petals fluttering in the wind, and along with it, the melodious and joyful singing. Even the corners of the city were much more stable today, and there was no
People will make trouble today, and many people living in poverty can also receive high-quality food donated by the nobles, allowing them to cheer for the future of this country.
Finally, the motorcade decorated with white roses slowly stopped at the entrance of the palace in the center. The crown prince in a white dress was already waiting here. There were golden arabesques on his collar and cuffs, and two freshly picked thorns were stuck on his chest.
bright roses, one red and one green.
One by one, well-dressed noble attendants came forward from both sides and spread the white velvet carpet from the carriage door to the palace steps. Such white and pure fur makes people cannot bear to desecrate it, but now it is just used as a carpet for people to step on.
.
The maids opened the car door, then helped the graceful and gorgeous girl carefully step out of the carriage, and her white enamel high heels with gold flowers landed gently on the soft carpet.
This girl in a white dress stood in the sun, her hair reflecting the light and dark like the sun. Her breathtakingly beautiful face was like the most amazing diamond in the world.
At this point, the sound of cheers drowned out everything, and the whole city was boiling with excitement.
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Clock Tower City, Mozwa Underground.
The passage is long and quiet, long and quiet.
When walking in it, everything in the field of vision keeps repeating without any change, just like walking in a still picture, wandering in the corridor of time and space.
The girl's gray boots stepped on the stone steps, and she could hear the delicate sound of the soles of her feet rubbing against the particles on the stone surface.
The dress was swinging in the air, and the slight swaying sound was so clear.
Walking in this extremely long passage, Lorraine Hill could clearly feel her heartbeat and the slight breathing in her chest. The cool air also made her skin feel chilly.
The silent underground passage seems to be isolated from the outside world, and any small fluctuations inside are so clear. And such repeated echoes make people feel lonely and uneasy, and the road ahead seems to have no end.
After walking down the stairs of unknown depth, Lorraine Hill suddenly heard a quarrel and fight coming from the front. She immediately accelerated her speed and rushed downwards.
"You damn idiot, you will only make everyone's hard work go in vain!"
A voice of gnashing teeth rang out. The master who spoke was wearing a dark blue windbreaker robe. He waved a sharp blade made of ice in his hand. He kept fighting with the opponent in the narrow passage and released swift ice wind spells, sealing the enemy.
Stay in the direction your opponent is fleeing.
"I firmly do not approve of such behavior. This is betrayal! This is a betrayal of all the sages of the magic sequence since Oz! You crazy people!"
The other man was wearing a brown mage robe, and there were metal locks on his clothes. When they danced in the air, they made a clanging sound. The emergency shield also bounced off the opponent's ice skates. However,
Unexpectedly, a stick penetrated the shield and penetrated into his shoulder, causing him to groan involuntarily.
The two seemed to be very familiar with each other, so the fight was extremely fierce.
"You don't understand anything, coward! Any great achievement must be accompanied by sacrifice. Even if the world doesn't understand, so what, we will eventually open a new road in our own way!"
"No, you are wrong. Such behavior will not bring any good results. It is just your incompetent anger." The mage in brown clothes replied solemnly, and then suddenly held the opponent's weapon directly with his hand,
And smashed another fist into the opponent's chest.
"You! Ugh-" Blood spurted out from his mouth. The man in the dark blue trench coat looked at the other person in disbelief. Then his pupils shrank, and two small and sharp cold lights shot out from his eyes, shooting into the other person's body very close at hand.
His face blinded the other person's eyes. But after that, his own eyes also lost focus and became confused.
"ah!!"
The mage in brown clothes let go of his hand and covered his eyes in pain, but at this moment he couldn't see anything.
"Hahaha, you...you can't see now, and you are like a useless person when you become blind. Who will believe in you? As long as today passes and the end comes, you can't change it.
Hahahaha, cough..." Another burst of blood was coughed out. The man in dark blue clothes fell to the ground and gradually stopped breathing. Only then did the dark red blood smear from his chest, showing that his heart was injured.
The fact of destruction.
The coldness of the frost enveloped his eyes, temporarily relieving the pain. The man in brown clothes slowly stood up from the ground. He groped the wall, and then used his magic position to break the sealing ice barrier, thinking about climbing up.
"No, I can't die yet. If I die, the mages of Lurna's line will forever become sinners of history." He murmured, groping the walls and stairs with both hands, and staggering down the passage.
Nei. At this moment, there are still many wounds scratched by ice knives on his body, and as he moves forward, drops of blood are left on the ground.
The blood and dust mixed together, showing a dull color, slowly saturating it.
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When Lorraine Hill saw this man, he was already stumbling due to excessive blood loss. His whole body was crumbling, and he seemed to be holding on to the wall and falling down at any time. In the passage he walked through, the walls were also covered with finger marks.
The bloodstains are embarrassing and desolate.
As if hearing the footsteps ahead in his faint consciousness, the man raised his head, even though he could no longer see anything.
"Who are you? Are you from outside?" The voice was weak and urgent, with a hint of nervous trembling.
"I'm from here, do you need any help?" Lorraine Hill looked at the man who was standing unsteadily, stretched out his hand, and strands of white light condensed from the air, and then surrounded this man.
Man's body, helps with its blood and healing.
"You are from the church, the pastor of the church, right!" There was surprise and excitement in his voice.
"Well, I am." The girl's voice was clear and ethereal.
"Please, hurry up, hurry up and report it to the current Pope, saying that some mages have gone astray. They have betrayed mankind. They want to reopen the door to chaos and bring catastrophe to this world."
"Hurry up, what I said is absolutely true. Time is running out. They have decided to start the ceremony today, and if they are not stopped by then, everything will be over."
"Everything is over..." His voice was filled with tears and sadness.
"I know, I will stop them. Is there anything else you want to say?" Lorraine Hill nodded solemnly, and then took out the pocket watch from the inside of his clothes.
"Me? No, that's all. This news is very important. Please report it quickly and inform the headquarters of the Sage Association directly, because several sages have also betrayed." He sat on the ground while panting, thinking quickly.
Are there any loopholes left?
The pocket watch in Lorraine Hill's hand glowed faintly, and the hands began to rotate.
"What about you? Do you have any other wishes? If I go to report or move forward, I'm afraid I won't have time to continue treating you."
"I....."
The man in brown clothes stopped imagining various unconventional futures and was silent for a short time. He thought about his life, his best mentor in his life, his fellow disciples and brothers who were as close as family, and finally,
The face of disbelief as he died in his own hands.
"I have nothing left...no family, no descendants, so there is no need to worry or think about me."
"If you really want to talk about wishes, I only hope that you can say in your report that this is the final awakening of a mage with an unyielding conscience. Even if all the mages of the Lurna faction will be tried in the future, I hope that some of the innocent ones can be given justice.
Leave a way for those who live."
"Not all mages are like this, nor were they like this from the beginning. The magic sequence a long time ago was also such a novel and hopeful extraordinary sequence, symbolizing a new future and infinite possibilities...
.." His voice became smaller and smaller, became weaker and weaker, and finally stopped.
"I see."
Lorraine Hill looked at the man who was gradually resting, took a deep breath, then put away the pocket watch in his hand, thinking about running down the passage quickly.
She had just informed Keti on the other end of the matter through her pocket watch, and Keti would arrive with Beenice and others later.
Now, she could no longer hold back her eagerness to wait. She could only take the first step and reach the deepest part of the underground to interfere and prevent the tragedy that was about to happen.
Although I don’t know what kind of experiences and reasons made the mages of the Lurna series finally choose this path.
But in her understanding, behind that door is not the promised land of hope, but a source of endless sorrow.
Just like what she saw in the information of past time and space, and just like what was recorded in the Book of Candlelight.
"After the archangel returned, there was only more loss and silent sadness."
