In the darkness, even with the help of some hazy moonlight that faintly emerged from the clouds, the Glorious Castle could still reflect and emit a faint light, looking like a huge pearl sitting on the plains of Celeste.
As early as when it was first built hundreds of years ago, the Glorious Castle was already the largest and most magnificent building on the continent, but it has never stopped expanding for hundreds of years. The continuous tall building group has already been with one.
The mountains are almost the same. In a few miles, there are towers with uneven heights, magnificent halls, and churches like hills. Although they may not be as good as the legendary buildings of the ancient elves empire, this is undoubtedly something that human buildings can create.
The miracle.
In the eyes of believers, this is even more holy place. Legend has it that on the day when the Glorious Castle was built, the holy and glorious horses falling from the sky enveloped the entire castle, and a huge angel was vaguely flying over the castle. From then on, the Glorious Castle exuded holy all year round
The white light. This is the unquestionable god
Traces. Countless believers often come from thousands of miles to worship the traces of the miracle being revealed in the world, and worship devoutly outside the huge white wall. This is their support for faith in the world.
Ai Yimei stood in front of the window and stared at the scene outside. The white outer wall of the Hall of Light in the distance reflected a faint moonlight, which looked so holy and magnificent, like a holy place that was not as good as a worldly fireworks. But Ai Yimei knew
There were dozens of templar warriors ambushed inside, those elites drawn from all over the place, waiting murderously for those who fell into the trap. The white magic of thousands of clergy in the entire glorious castle was enough to turn the night into a flash of sight.
Turning into daylight, even a fly cannot fly out. On the towers scattered everywhere, a mage was specially placed to cast magic eyes on it. Although this spell is not a burden to magic, it is shining with its glory.
This is no problem for the people in the castle.
Her dream was to be able to enter this glorious castle one day. To be precise, this was the dream that his grandfather, Lyras, had instilled in him since he was a child. In the eyes of the devout Lyras, being able to enter here was like touching
It is as honorable as God's glory.
This dream has naturally been shattered by reality. Old Man Relas died at the hands of the Cardinal. Abin died under the sword of the Knight of the Templar, and was all involved in the vortex of innocent being caught in the vortex of innocent people.
Celest, the holy land in her former heart, has long been the same as the nest of a captive evil ghost in her mind.
Even now, even standing here, she saw the holy and beautiful building that grandfather told her in detail, and the disgust and fear in her heart were even worse. She didn't know what Talis said to Lancelot.
Lancelot brought her back from Negan with Talis back to the Castle of Glory. Lancelot was furious at Talis.
As soon as she returned to the Guanghui Castle, she was locked up. Ai Yimei was almost the same here. Although she did not lock her in the dungeon, she was also put under house arrest.
Ai Yimei is very smart, and not only smart. After experiencing so many storms, her intelligence has already further transformed into tenacity and scheming. When she saw the three Knights of the Temple, she did not show any trauma, and even saw Lan
Slott's face didn't change much when he was in the pocket of the person in his hand.
When Lancelot told her to let her go back to Celest with her, she refused slightly tentatively. Seeing that the smile on Lancelot's face did not change at all, he immediately agreed.
If you don’t have any power to resist, it’s best not to even express the meaning of resistance. In this case, following the Templar Knights to the Cyles is the only choice.
From the hurried expressions of Lancelot and the Templar Knights, she knew that nothing happened to Asa, and that pocket was undoubtedly taken from Asa. She saw the changes around these days, and she also understood that it was about to be
What happened, but she was completely powerless and could only wait here. Unconsciously, a month has passed since she came here.
She waited calmly and well-behavedly. Even the pastors and swordsmen who were in charge of guarding her thought that this little girl was really cute and obedient, and she didn't have any warning anymore. She would chat with her from time to time.
Although these people were all very nervous, Ai Yimei still learned from them. Things were indeed as she was worried.
Except for the Pope and Semi-Sloe, the Hall of Light is no longer allowed to enter, and it is said that there are important items stored there.
At the beginning, she was anxious, but in the middle of this glorious castle, she knew that she had no chance, so she could only despair in extreme anxiety. Until later, after fully realizing that she was really powerless, this despair
It gradually became a fighting spirit.
If he really comes, I must help him.
Even though he knew that his magic was just a drop in the ocean in front of thousands of priests and magicians, even if only one in a thousand might help him. Ai Yimei still had the determination to come from here without hesitation.
Breaking out. She was waiting here obediently for this. These days she was waiting in an extremely peaceful heart, waiting for the sudden riots in the Hall of Light, or riding alone with her two-legged flying dragons
He fell from the sky with the exclamations of countless people below.
Women are very weak and very weak. When I can't see too many things, I can't see other broader and more choices. There are only one or two simple thoughts in my heart to support myself, but it is precisely because of this weakness that I can be in some ways.
It was surprisingly strong at the time.
The knock on the door sounded, and it was probably the rotating swordsman who came to deliver food to him. He was a young man with a face full of furry. He blushed when he smiled, and secretly sent some small things to her and chat with her.
.Celest rarely sees such a cute girl.
But after opening the door, it was not a swordsman standing outside, but an old man dressed in a handyman.
"Do you have something to do?" Ai Yimei asked, she looked over and saw that the guards outside were not there, and the knife was a little strange. No matter how noble the clergy is and how deep the white magic practice is, it is impossible that it is really not as good as the world's fireworks.
It is impossible to let the priests and templars go to the kitchen to cook for His Majesty the Pope and the Bishops, so there are also many tragic servants in the Glorious Castle.
"If you have something to do, I'm here to leave." The old man smiled slightly. But his voice was not the voice of the elderly...
Ai Yimei covered her mouth and tried her best to prevent herself from crying out. Tears in her eyes had already overflowed.
She could hear this assa's voice.
"Brother Asa...why are you here? It's so dangerous... They are all waiting for you to come. When did you come? Let's go..."
Ai Yimei said incoherently, not knowing whether she should push him away quickly or throw herself into his arms.
The surrounding warning cannot be considered as slack. After all, it is Celest here. After all, this is the person Lancelot asked to take care of the detention. When Ai Yimei walked out of the tall building to imprison her, she saw the sword lying on the ground and sleeping.
Scholars and pastors.
"Brother Asa, your sword hilt is placed in the Hall of Light, but don't go, I see at least dozens of templars..." Ai Yimei was held in her arms by Asa,
My heart beats and my face turns red, and I say softly.
"Tonight there are thirty-two templars, and there are about one hundred and twenty senior priests guarding around, but the magic trap inside is not opened." Asa hugged the small Aimei, like a
The huge black raccoon cat walked silently between the houses, stopped and hid in the shadows to avoid a group of swordsmen who were patrolling by, and then sneaked silently. He smiled and said softly: "
I have already figured out everything here very clearly, don't worry. Since Lancelot invited me, of course I can't let it down... But he seemed to be just guarding against me to force the hilt to grab the sword, and he didn't seem to have thought of it.
I actually found an insider here and used this method to get in. Thank you Sethlos this time..."
During the time when Oufu helped Sedelos work, Asa was originally responsible for some secret activities. Although he did not directly handle the people on the Ciales trip, the details were very clear. This time he found that
Several priests who were bribed by Sedelos asked them to help him, and they put on their own makeup and became an elderly servant and got in.
Of course, he still used Ou Fu's name this time, so that these hidden informants could risk helping him. He only helped Ou Fu for a year, and naturally the people below would not know.
In the eyes of these informants, Asa is still Oufu's special operation captain.
The map of Celeste and the arrangement of patrols and guards have long helped Asa investigate clearly. Even the time of the operation has been planned, and it is the responsibility of monitoring at this time.
When the magicians in this area change shifts, and some small reasons that seem to be just a coincidence will make the magician at least half an hour later to continue to use the magical eyes.
The action of planning and then taking action comes from the detailed arrangement in advance. This was learned by Asa from Sedelos, so he also used his efforts to arrange the team here. He had to admit it again
The lord Oufu City is so meticulous and meticulous. Among these informants, there is actually a cardinal who wants to buy such a person, and what he wants is not just money.
If he just wanted to lurk here directly based on his personal desire, Asa admitted that it was almost impossible. With such detailed arrangements, he could now easily and easily run away with Ai Yimei in his arms.
.The strategies and means are often much more effective than direct fighting, killing and killing.
"It's really hard for them to draw elite swordsmen from all over the country. With such strict garrisons, it seems that they really don't have the chance to get the hilt of the sword. But unfortunately, I'm not very interested in that thing now...
At least I won’t take the risk and force it to rob, but it still disappoints Lord Lancelot…”
"Brother Asa, come here..."
"Of course I took you away... and gave them a gift..."