Sanctuary Huazhang II The Nightmare

Chapter11

After working for a few days, I found that the so-called sensual places are not as immoral as I imagined, and there are many stories of joys and sorrows in this kind of places where people pass by for pleasure.So many people stop and go here, stop and move forward during the journey.

Bearing a story written at the cost of heartbreak, they gather here every night to indulge each other and try to forget.

There are two kinds of people who come back to the nightclub, one is the prodigal son whose life is extremely empty and has not yet experienced true love, and the other is the one who has loved but is so bruised that there is nothing left.

I didn't pay attention to understand it, nor did I have a deep friendship with anyone.I don't belong here after all, and I'll be leaving soon.

I lowered my head and wiped a goblet, looking out through the colorful glass, it was already sunset in the evening.Not only is it caused by the unique attributes of silver, but the sky in the red night is always permeated with a depressing atmosphere.

The sun gently released its last afterglow, which brought an indescribable desolation to this vast silvery expanse.

It is said that all strangers will always feel the most homesick when looking at the sky; all separated lovers will feel the most sentimental when they pass by the old street corner.

Because no matter where you are, the sky above your head can always connect to the distance, but you can never reach the distance with the sky.

I miss my little pony Chaoyang. If I hadn’t tried my best to leave it in Aates, at least I have a companion since I was a child. I miss Owen. I don’t know if he is doing well now, and whether he still misses it in his spare time. Me; I miss Aates, I miss the blue sky, the green trees, the fragrant roses and the cozy wooden house...

"Hey, Yier, let's have a glass of Suerlan red wine. I heard that a batch of 500-year-old authentic wines just arrived today. The city of Suerlan has the best vineyard in Chiye..." Paddy said cheerfully. The smile was still on his lips, "I haven't seen you for a day, why did my Yi'er become sentimental? Your cup is not for tears!"

Looking down, I found that I had rubbed the same place no less than ten times.We didn't know anyone very well, but Paddy and I became good buddies.He's a really nice guy, but why do the words coming out of this mouth always make me want to stick them with tape?

I immediately put on a flattering smile, "Oh, handsome guy, I'm really honored to be your man, but next time you should say this in front of Yawen. Otherwise, don't let him hear it. Save unnecessary misunderstandings."

These days Paddy and Alvin are getting pretty close.Originally, people who went to nightclubs were only for one-night stands, and they occasionally caught sight of each other, that is, they were long-time bed partners, but as a frequent visitor, Paddy seemed to be more interested in Yawen than his bed partner.

At first glance, Yawen is not the opponent of the young master who is afraid of veterans in the love scene, but unexpectedly, he can also deal with every move with ease.At present, the two are at a close distance, and the ambiguity is increasing, but it is the most debilitating.

"Who is Yawen, can you trust your words? But if you really make him jealous, it's not in vain for me to know you as a buddy." Paddy raised his eyebrows and smiled wickedly. "I'm afraid you don't have the ability, but how can you be a match for Yawen beauty with your small appearance?"

"You really have a special liking for Yawen." I turned my head and gave him the wine, "Your. This is not like ordinary red wine, it's easy to get drunk."

"I'm not kidding you, I'm pursuing Yawen, officially." He took the cup, took a sip, and said calmly.

I was lazy and didn't want to pester him: "Oh? Did it succeed?"

"I haven't eaten yet..."

Just halfway through his speech, he suddenly stopped.I looked behind him. Yawen's dark blue short hair was neatly attached to his ears. He was wearing a retro men's suit with ruffles and a tie. He looked very formal, except for his soft expression. Guests at the nightclub.

"Paddy, what did you just say, what would you like to eat?"

He asked seriously, and I couldn't help laughing out loud, winking at Paddy: "Yeah, what do you want to eat?"

Paddy was not in a hurry, the gentleman got up and let Yawen sit beside him, and I disappeared from his eyes for a moment: "Two servings of blueberry pudding and two cups of freshly squeezed blueberry juice, thank you."

Yawen's expression is soft, and his smiling eyes are very charming. This is his favorite dessert and drink.

"You're so beautiful, baby." Paddy leaned over his ear and praised softly.

I have no doubt that what he was thinking was: I really want to eat you right away.

"Teasing is useless." Yawen said indifferently, but his expression and tone of voice were ironic.

People in love are so sour.I cursed in my heart, and ran errands to serve them dishes.Apparently Paddy hated my light bulb, so I went back after fresh juice and I tried to get my wattage a little bigger.

"Yawen, how old are you this year?"

"Should be much older than you, in your opinion, he is already an old man." Yawen always smiled gently, but he seemed to have an indelible sense of alienation.

Paddy smiled: "No way, Yier has blind eyes. Yawen is so young and beautiful, come and give me a kiss."

"Do not."

"Don't kiss the mouth, kiss the face, is it okay?"

"..."

"Then do it yourself, just one touch."

"You're really thick-skinned." Yawen looked at Paddy with his left hand with a cold face.

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My working hours are from five in the evening to four in the morning. The good biological clock in the past is all messed up, but for the poor salary, I have to grit my teeth and endure it.Eating the cheapest vegan biscuits, and the single-person dormitory of the most tens of square meters, was a bit aggrieved at first.

The economic base determines the superstructure, this sentence is a wise saying.

But I still got a little lucky. When I was doing the final cleanup in the nightclub two days ago, I accidentally found a "Chiye Highest Pass", which stated that I can enter and exit including the "Chiye Military History Museum" without any conditions. Dozens of secret agencies.

I went to the military historical archives tens of kilometers away with a mentality of trying my luck, and gave the pass to the guard with a guilty conscience.

About ten minutes later—I thought they had discovered that I was a fake and were about to slip away—they finally came out, bowed and invited me in.

The owner of this pass must have a lot of background.

But which person of great background will come to the border town?

The historical archives are decorated in a very elegant style, with a fairly modern style and convenient classification.

I lingered in front of the rows of bookshelves, skipping the irrelevant or complicated official battles, and finally found the "Ancient Magic" category.

"The Legendary World-Destroying Power", "Magic Equivalent Balance", "The Most Powerful Weapon in History" and "The Biography of the Holy Domain" have all seen content involving "holy artifacts", and the circulation and circulation of these books It's supposed to be big, but I've never seen it in Aates before, and I'm even more convinced that Elliott suppressed it on purpose.

After all, those who mixed in were afraid of revealing their secrets, so I didn't dare to stay there any longer, so I borrowed all these books and studied them slowly.

"The power of fashion is cumulative. When it accumulates to a certain degree of saturation, it will come to the "Holy Artifact" every cycle. The Holy Artifact is a combination of two artifacts. They are the "Sword of Aurora" and the "Shield of Rest" ", referred to as "Holy Sword" and "Holy Shield".

Both artifacts have their own ultimate spells. If their owners activate them without being prepared, the rest will face a catastrophe...

The time when the holy artifact appeared is uncertain. According to historical records, when the holy artifact appeared for the third time, the owner of the holy sword lost control of his emotions and activated the ultimate power of the holy sword on the battlefield.But because of my lack of magic, it only resulted in the demise of both armies...

──"The Legendary Power to Destroy the World""

I fought a cold war... Both armies died together?Or a "fortunately" consequence?It is impossible for everyone to attach so much importance to the holy artifact.

"The consumption of magic is directly proportional to the output, and there are checks and balances in the attributes of magic... For example, the two famous "holy artifacts" in the sanctuary are the best embodiment of mutual checks and balances. The holy sword dominates the unique power, symbolizing Conquer and rule; the Holy Shield is the most powerful guardian with top-level protection.

The two are neither strong nor weak, their strength depends on the strength of the wielder.How much power they release, how much mana loss the holder has.Therefore, many holders of holy artifacts died in the process of casting the magic they had undertaken with their own grip.

──"Magic Equivalent Balance""

I took a long breath, fortunately I am only its carrier rather than its owner.Otherwise, I don't have any magic at all, so I'll go in with my life if I just cast some magic, it's not worth it!

"For magicians above advanced levels, weapons are undoubtedly the most important guarantee for combat. The strongest weapon in history... ranks first: holy artifacts. Unlike other weapons, holy artifacts appear periodically. There are many dependent carriers. Until a capable driver is found, the sacred weapon will exert its power and choose independently.

And the ability of the holy weapon also depends on the caster itself... The holy weapon is the most mana and stamina-consuming weapon.He has many dangers. If it exceeds its own capacity, the sacred artifact will be destroyed and the holder will perish.

──"The Most Powerful Weapon in History"

Positive and negative balance, this weapon is as strong as it is strong, but the fact that it will kill people at every turn really makes people shy... No matter who owns this thing in the future, I will mourn for him first.

But the problem is, no matter how powerful this sacred artifact is, I can't control it, and even if I sacrifice it, I can't use its power. Why did Elliot ask me to undertake some investigation and spying missions?

I curled up neatly on the chair, and everything in the room felt a little cold to the touch.The weather in Chi Ye is frighteningly cold. I have lived in the hot and humid Aize for a long time, and I can't adapt to the cold at all.

Wrapping the coat around her body, it shrinks a little more like a ball.

I can't understand it at all, the sky in the red night is just like my mood at this time, dark and gloomy.

I'm an assassin sent by Etz, but I'm working as a nightclub waiter here.How absurd it is to think.

wrong!Thinking about it, the alarm bell sounded in my heart, I don't seem to know what the heir of Orson looks like! ! !

I sweat profusely, having an assassin like me really reassures the victim.

His Royal Highness Luo Sihua of Orson, as far as I know so far, is indifferent and wise, powerful in magic, and beautiful in appearance, nothing more.

Suddenly I remembered my precious magic mirror. It is not easy to understand him, so just look at it.I put the mirror on the small coffee table and stared at it with interest as usual.

Is he explaining some confidential business, or is he practicing advanced magic?Or did I earn it, and he's taking a bath in a luxurious bath?

The thought in my head was just a flash, and I was stunned after the flash.He... What does he care about me when he takes a shower?Why do I earn money when I see him taking a shower?He is also a man in beauty, Eden, you are perverted! !

No no, it must be that I haven't soaked in the pool-like bath, I think the bath is not him oh, it's not him!

Then I looked in the mirror with interest in "the bath".

Time ticked from invisible to sound, and then fell silent in a flash of white light.

... blank, and then a deep slit in the mirror.

I am stunned.The cold wind was blowing in through the window, and I almost turned into a wind-eroded mushroom.It wasn't the white light reflected by his magic, it was really just a blank space with a clear crack.What does this mean?I can't even see him in the mirror!Not only can't I see it, but the defensive magic he cast destroyed my mirror! !

After calming down after the fever, I got goosebumps all over again.

He even specializes in magic such as defensive barriers, which is more than one level higher than other high-level magicians!

Want me to assassinate such a person?

Could it be that Elliott didn't like me and deliberately asked me to die?