Sanctuary Huazhang III Tianyuan

Chapter12

It seemed that he hadn't left Aitz for nearly a thousand years, and he felt uncomfortable when he changed into civilian clothes the next morning.With the mentality of trying reluctantly, I hope that Grace will not break out of war so quickly.

Luo Sihua is really a jerk, if he doesn't manage his country well and invades everywhere, how come those soldiers didn't riot and revolt!

Seeing the magic ring in the drawer, I felt even more complicated. After thinking about it, I found a silver chain and tied it around my neck and buried it in my collar.

A quick gasp broke the wound: "You are leaving, why didn't you tell me?"

This kid has become more and more presumptuous recently. He didn’t even knock on the door when he came into my bedroom. It will make it difficult for me.”

Owen said angrily: "Don't worry, His Majesty Elliot told me that I was dispatched to secretly protect your safety."

Elliott still made me feel at ease, I rolled my eyes and said duplicity, "Okay, we are familiar and have a help."

When I walked to the corridor, Owen helped me tidy up the collar habitually, glanced at the silver chain and frowned, I ignored him, and hurriedly got into the carriage at the door.

Grace is the country I am least familiar with. I have been looking for Ain for three days and my memory is zero. The carriage traveled extremely fast along the way, and when I got to the border and changed to a passenger ship, the sky began to show transitional colors.

Looking at Owen sitting across from me, I was filled with guilt. We used to be good friends. I remember that when I was a spy in Orson, he was the only one who cared about my safety. Then the little child ran all the way to find me and give me a gift. information.

At that time, he was so young and cute, and even spoke timidly, how did he grow into such an independent, courageous and handsome man?

Especially in contrast to my youthful appearance with thin arms and thin legs, the only increase from when I was a minor is height and subtle changes.

During the peaceful era of the sanctuary, there were few restrictions on the entry and exit of countries, and even if the war was imminent, it was quite loose.We made a half-circle along the coast and finally landed in Grace's only port city.

Grace is a country of forests, the air is fresh and the climate is cool, the sky is light aqua blue, and the whole environment is filled with a refreshing and cheerful atmosphere.The colorful flowers and plants in the stores at the street entrance exude vigor and vitality.

This kind of national atmosphere is nowhere comparable to prosperity and strength. Living in such a passionate and lively race is really the happiest gift.

But when we think about the purpose of our trip, we feel depressed, and irreparable regret spreads in our chest.It is unreasonable for Roswale to destroy even such a country.

All the guards were dismissed by me except for Owen. I am proficient in the Mia language, so it is very convenient to chat and ask for directions.

The main city of Grace is located on the edge of the forest. We rented a hotel along the way that day, and heard a few Mia people speculating on the situation of the war during dinner.

"Could Orson be determined to beat us? What if we die like Chi Ye?"

"Shut up, can you say something nice?"

"I'm calling it realistic. Chi Ye's military strength ranks second in the Sanctuary. They all lost..."

"Don't talk nonsense, why Chi Ye is strong, it is because there is His Highness Garian, who is fierce in war and popular among the people, and they suppress him by themselves, so Chi Ye is naturally no one capable."

"But we have no military advantage..."

"Coward, are you a fucking man! Before the war starts, you will have negative emotions! Fortunately, you didn't go to the war. I haven't heard of it. We, Grace, have learned the lesson of Chi Ye and saved it for the last time." Trump's trump card..."

I hurriedly pricked up my ears, and he went on to say, "Hehe, the trump card of confidentiality, you can't spread it..."

Damn, I was so angry that I wanted to throw the glass.

In the evening, Owen and I consulted a variety of treatises on black magic, and a large pile of books was scattered at our feet and no one tidied them up.

Different from ordinary people's cognition of dark attributes, it is not equivalent to "evil, negative, dirty, crime". There are very few people who practice black magic, because he has to pay the price of his life.

Black magic has strong explosive power, amazing power, and wide radiation range; at the same time, the duration is short, and magicians who use advanced spells will undoubtedly die.

It can be said that if you want to defend a place, black magic is the safest barrier.

But since ancient times, not many people have been willing to practice, and even fewer have practiced to defend the country. No one can predict the power of the overall attack of dark magic.

If Grace really has the Black Mage Legion, Orson may not be able to resist it.

War is at the cost of the dead, and the rulers are on this bloody road to success. They are cold and cruel enough, and they don't care about obliterating the purest smiling face.

But I care.

I care about such innocent people, I care about my lover who has become a stranger.

Probably because of some injuries, I lowered my head and shoulders trembling, and Owen leaned over to kiss my eyebrows very gently.

I don't deny that I long for tenderness, I put my head on his shoulder obediently, and kissed his neck lightly.

Like an absurd dream, embracing each other's necks, the warmth of thin water ignited the flame.

Me and Owen, making love in Grace's hotel.

Sleeping soundly in the moonlight outside the window, Dai Se dark night shed tears, clearly visible, branded on my face like a scar.

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We set out quickly the next day. Yesterday the hotel owner said that three days later, there will be a parade for Grace, and there will be people and soldiers participating.

Owen smirked all morning, and said nastyly: "I'er, we still have time, we can rest for a day before leaving..."

I rolled my eyes at him, and said angrily, "You think we're traveling, hurry up and confirm the information and return it to Aates. If Grace really has the Black Magic Legion, we will formally form an alliance with them."

Owen acted as if he didn't hear: "But Yi'er, weren't you tired last night? Did it hurt?"

I almost jumped up: "Boy, don't let us turn from lovers to one-night stands!"

Owen narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Sitting in the world's slowest sightseeing bus, I can't help but sigh the leisurely mood of the Mia people. The road is surrounded by trees and surrounded by dense forests, and rare and exotic animals disappear from time to time.

"Miya people like dance and music. Everyone is versatile. There are countless dance halls and opera houses in the main city. The musicians here are all over the world, and their performance skills are natural."

I really couldn't stand Owen's commentary, and finally broke out after holding it for a long time.

"Please, I don't know as much about Grace as you do, but do you think it's useful for me to know this? Are we here to listen to the opera!?"

So be quiet.

It was already the third day when we arrived in the main city of Ruilin, the roads were completely blocked, and the Central Avenue was blocked by the flow of people.

The Mia ethnicity has the strongest national consciousness. Unlike other races who are indifferent to the country, they will always be united and stick to their beliefs.

Recently, a large number of Miya people who have emigrated to other places have returned to China. They have given up a stable living environment and fought together with the race.

It's no wonder that only the Mia tribe can have unconditionally dedicated black magicians.

Owen and I, two alien races, are eye-catching when we walk on the street, especially we are very similar to the Holy Wings who only have beautiful features when their light wings are taken away.

Squeezed into the crowd and raised my toes to look in the middle, and after waiting for a while, the parade was indeed ushered in.Wearing a light gauze dress with tattoos exposed, he held a sign that read the challenge slogan: "For Justice, For Freedom, For Sovereignty, For Protection".

I can't help but feel a little ridiculous, but I can't stop being moved.God knows whether our people will be so brave and strong in the face of war in Aiz one day.

"Their catchphrase was so creative, I thought it would be something like 'Orson bastard, Grace wins'."

I joked with Owen in a low voice, not wanting an emotional man next to me to immediately pick up my collar: "You bastard belongs to Saint Wing, right? There are spies!"

Damn, his voice was like lightning piercing the night sky, and everyone from miles around all focused their eyes on me.

My head was getting bigger, I wanted to tell that I was an Eldar but I was afraid of revealing my identity, so I had to wave to Owen to tell him not to be impulsive.

"The Holy Wings are all pretty fair faces, this one looks pretty pretty."

"I heard that their boys are no different from girls, but today I found out that it's true..."

"Of course she's beautiful. This one might be a male favourite. Let's see if there are any spies!"

People who were aroused by some kind of intense anger started to go to extremes, I was a little stupid and didn't know how to get out, Owen was about to charge up.

"What's going on? What a mess here, do you still have any sense of urgency?" A very dissatisfied female voice interrupted everyone's discussion about how to "dispose" of me.

One person bowed his knees and saluted: "Captain Ain, we found a spy who was promoting reactionary speech just now."

I was completely dumbfounded when I heard the name.

So I was foolishly taken by Ai Yin to her apartment.

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Ordinarily, the appearance of a person after adulthood will not change in any way, but I obviously feel that Ai Yin has become more powerful and courageous, and she sits on a chair with her legs up and looks like a model.

"Tell me, what's going on, Your Highness Eden. Or did you change your name to Yi'er again?"

"Hehe..." I laughed dryly, "I swear my amnesia is not fake!"

Ai Yin raised her eyebrows: "Do you mean the first memory loss or the second time?"

I am silent, looking at the sky.

Ai Yin smiled very ladylikely, put her hands on my shoulders like a kind big sister, and said with satisfaction: "Well, Yi'er is still up to date. Although she still has a delicate and beautiful face, she has grown taller anyway."

I didn't respond, and she continued her efforts: "I used to be a young boy, but now I'm a beautiful young man, but it's even better, at least the man who likes you is no longer a pedophile."

I am speechless in disgust.

"You have been the focus of the Sanctuary these years. The news is overwhelming. I am very proud to know such a public figure. Should you give me some benefits?"

"When you knew me, you kicked me out of the house. I hold a grudge." In fact, what I remember most about Ai Yin is her assassination of Luo Sihua... It doesn't matter if I don't mention it.

"You're ungrateful, and I even helped you get in touch with work to take care of you. You couldn't even read at that time, and you were a little white rabbit who was slaughtered by others. I'm not afraid that you will be wronged."

"I didn't expect my charm to hook up with Luo Sihua, did you?"

I'd never joked about it, and saying it jokingly now feels like a betrayal -- something I've never felt before in bed with anyone else.

"Hey, I've always been very interested. Who confessed first between you and Luo Sihua?"

I couldn't bear it anymore: "Miss, what time are you still thinking about gossip, we have been separated for more than 800 years, what's the point of talking about this!"

Ai Yin blinked her eyes innocently: "It's because you two broke up that I asked this question. Anyway, if it doesn't matter, you can satisfy my sister's gossip mentality."

I felt ashamed when I thought of that vague and dreamlike confession, and shouted angrily: "He!"

Ai Yin's eyes sparkled and she muttered: "Oh, I see, you must have written everything on your face but you were too embarrassed to admit it, and it was Luo Sihua who finally pierced the window paper... Sure enough, Luo Sihua is the more masculine one. "

"..."

"At that time, you were the main character in the live broadcast of the newspaper, your eyes were full of affection, and your pretty face was full of happiness. Who would have thought that such a simple and cute little white rabbit would be the holder of the holy artifact... "

"..."

This woman, Ai Yin, is definitely the nemesis who challenges the lower limit of my patience.

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