Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

"Your Majesty, are you still worried about the prophecy in your dream?"

The queen took the high seat beside him and waited until her maid had arranged her skirt before dismissing everyone. Sunlight filtered through the jeweled French windows, refracting a rainbow of colors.

The king was wearing a red and yellow robe. He was not yet forty, but he already had wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

"My dear, do you blame me for believing the lies of dreams and imprisoning my daughters in the tower?"

The queen clenched her fists and bit her lower lip, but she just closed her eyes in anger.

It was a long time before she spoke. Her lower lip was already marked with bright red teeth marks.

"Your Majesty does not believe in God."

He deprived the Pope of the right to participate in his coronation, their wedding, and all the moments that required the Pope's blessing.

This is different from previous rulers.

Before him, the king would divide important moments equally between the two temples as a way to restrain the two major churches.

"I thought you would always be like this."

"But why would you believe something in a dream that wasn't even a prophecy?"

The queen still asked with questioning.

The twin daughters she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy received no blessings from the people or baptism in the temple. They had never even lived with their biological parents for a single day, and were worse off than children from ordinary families!

No one knew of their existence except her and the king.

How is it possible to say that I don’t hate you?

But what can she do?

She just went to the tower during her free time to see what they looked like. She was also an incompetent mother.

The queen had already stepped down from the throne, her winding skirt brushing against the dark red carpet with gold patterns. The gems rubbed casually on the ground, and some of them rolled into the carpet and disappeared.

By the French window, the Queen's fingertips had turned blue and white from pinching. She looked up at the tall tower in front of her.

Everyone in the royal city knew that this tower, called the Star Picker, was the tallest structure in the kingdom. But no one knew what the tower's defenses were, as it was heavily guarded, so tightly that not even a fly could penetrate.

The Star-Picking Tower only has an attic at the highest point.

There, her two daughters lay dormant. Two princesses who should have been the jewels of the kingdom.

……

Inside the legendary Star-Picking Tower, where not even flies can fly up.

Shen Jin's fingertips lit up fireworks. Using the flames, he surveyed the narrow room.

It wasn't exactly shabby. Even the steps on the palace's buildings were meticulously carved with patterns.

It is no exaggeration to say that this attic on the top of the tower is magnificent.

However, because no one had set foot there, it seemed especially dead and silent. The smell of decaying dust permeated the air.

None of this matters.

She saw a large crystal bed placed in the center of the attic.

Two babies were lying side by side on the bed, their eyes closed and their expressions peaceful.

Shen Jin took light steps and leaned over to feel the baby's breath.

Fortunately, I'm still alive.

It's just that someone deliberately cast a sleeping spell on his body.

Looking out from the window of the Star-Picking Tower, the view of the royal city was unobstructed. A few wisps of flowing clouds bumped into Shen Jin's fingertips.

She sighed softly and put out the fire.

"So, it's not that the princess wasn't born. It's that their birth was deliberately erased."

Shen Jin returned to the crystal bed and looked at the two little princesses in the moonlight.

A one-year-old baby's hair color can already be seen.

Even in sleep, their growth did not stop. They were plump and healthy.

Her cheeks were a little red from sleeping.

If you ignore the special location and the traces of magic, these are two children who are cared for very well.

Twins, identical in appearance. At least, at this stage, they were a one-to-one replica.

But the two princesses are easy to distinguish.

The blonde on the left is the older sister, Fia, who was chosen by the Temple of Light in the plot. The silver-haired girl on the right is the younger sister, Fine, the future goddess of the Temple of Darkness.

Fia and Fine were hugging each other at this moment, their golden and silver hair entangled with each other.

You have me I have you.

“Tap, tap…”

A voice echoed in the silent attic.

Shen Jin hid himself and hid above the roof beam.

The man who came in was wearing a red and yellow robe and his hair was draped over his back.

"Do you blame Father?"

"Father dreamed of you again tonight."

Just when Shen Jin thought he could hear more secrets, the king sighed, straightened the princess's hair, and left without saying a word.

Shen Jin: ...

I'm quite annoyed by this behavior of just saying one sentence.

But judging from the king's behavior, he was the culprit behind the princess's fall into sleep.

"Could the dream be the cause of the accident?"

She pondered and left the tower.

Seven days later, Shen Jin finally received the king's summons.

If it had been any later, she would have been able to tour the entire palace.

She made no effort to conceal her appearance. With her signature blonde hair and dark eyes, she caught the attention of many ministers along the way.

The believers of the two temples always see the characteristics that match their own temple first. Before they can even express their admiration, they see another completely contradictory feature. Their faces twist for a moment, as if they have swallowed a fly.

It actually added a lot of fun along the way and satisfied the subtle evil taste in Shen Jin's eyes.

But the sensation was far less than that in the busy city that day.

One reason is that the palace is one of the places with the least believers.

Their current king was not a believer in either temple.

This is a very interesting place.

Through his understanding over the past few nights, Shen Jin discovered that there were many old ministers in the palace who had served more than two generations of kings.

They will flexibly adjust their own temple of faith according to the king's beliefs to ensure that they are highly consistent with their leadership.

Under normal circumstances, such traitors who change sides will be directly arrested and executed by the believers.

But in this kingdom, it is a phenomenon that everyone accepts.

Those who belong to the king need to switch camps according to the king's beliefs.

All I can say is that there is no real divine power in this world.

If the gods of light and darkness really existed, I'm afraid they would be choked to death by the fluctuating power of faith.

……

After walking along the long trail, passing through four archways, and crossing three groups of knights, Shen Jin finally saw the king in his normal appearance.

He looked much younger with the crown on than when he visited his daughter in his nightgown. His eyes were a pale green-brown, like a cold pool in the mountains, and his emotions were unclear.

The queen sat on his right, her eyelashes slightly lowered, looking dignified and unwilling to communicate.

"Your Majesty, it was she who unveiled the imperial edict."

Shen Jin didn't pose deliberately, merely nodding slightly. Her golden hair shone brightly in the sunlight, while her dark eyes were like the most mysterious night.