Vol 6 Chapter 117

Naguire looked at her, nodded, and as if the words were not surprisingly endless, he took out a few inches of metal box from his arms: "This time when I left the temple, the elder specially made me Bring it out, this is the true form of the eye of omniscient. In fact, since the age that belongs to it, the power of God that has continued on the eye of omniscient has passed away, leaving the eye of omniscient in our world It's just an ordinary artifact. ● Hey, "

The knights spread out subconsciously, looking at the small box on Naguire's hand. Although Adeni was not exaggerated in it, a pair of emerald green eyes stared at it.

"I ... I haven't dreamed, this ... this is the eye of omniscience." She then changed her face, and took Naguire's hand with some seriousness and pressed it back: "God, how dare you put it like this Take this thing out. Is your head carved in elm wood, do you know that this is the relic of our entire desert? "

Naguire also seemed to realize this, so instead of taking out his hand, he said to others, "The eye of omniscient is not as sacred as you think. Adeni, you should know the last era Come to the azure gun in the mortal era, it is actually such a thing, and to this day, the holy gun is actually just a simple artifact. "

"Even the sky ..." Adeni seemed to have been subverted a bit, and it took a while to return to God: "You mean ... that guy, I mean the man with the sacred sword of the sun, Maybe the Emerald Heart is with him? "

"It's just a possibility." Naguire didn't seem very excited. In fact, when he officially became the gravekeeper, the elder told him the secret, and he behaved so indifferently: "But even the emerald heart is not on him , But the omnipotent and all-powerful pull God makes its holy sword appear in front of us, is it not a guide, don't ignore it because it is held in the hands of a foreigner. "

Adeni's face was sullen, and she had at least one identity as the commander of the Knights of the Winged Wings. It is the most devout believer of the sun god: "You are saying, Naguire."

The other knights also nodded and said that they had a new understanding of the gravekeeper who temporarily joined them.

Naguire looked at the deputy commander of Pulling Wings and said to her, "I have one more thing to tell you. Captain."

"There can be many reasons why a team chooses a leader, but Mr. Taha and the elders have chosen you to take up this position. It must not be because you set up this expedition, because I know that there are many rich people in Chavana. They donated money, but it ’s you, not them, who is our captain now ... ”

Listen to him say that. Adeni could not help but hold her back and looked at him.

Naguire didn't care about her look, and continued: "Mr. Taha trusts your ability, just as we trust our captain. If it were not for you, we would not be here, so please don't be arrogant."

"... This ... that," Adenia blushed rarely. "... Should I say thank you, Mr. Elf?"

The knights immediately began to cheer in unison.

But soon they had to admit that Naguire was right, no matter what. No matter what the person with the sun's sacred sword is, they can't remain indifferent.

Rather than questioning here, it is better to act first, because in the final analysis, there is always contact, so it is always necessary to find out where the other party went.

Thanks to the elf gentleman's reminder, the Cavaliers soon heard from nearby that Brando and Phoenix Fire had gone to Xicheng District after leaving the Storm Shadow Hotel.

Of course, it must also thank Brando and Phoenix for leaving the place completely hidden.

Because this is neither necessary nor meaningful at all.

As the knights marched along the avenue to Xicheng District to find the whereabouts of Brando and Phoenix, Delphin was also searching for the whereabouts of something in Rosalind Castle.

That thing is called the Emerald Mystery.

In fact, Prime Minister Qian Jin was not sure whether this thing was the one she imagined, but she believed her own judgment. Just as she had determinedly sought revenge from Brando, Delphien rarely doubted that she would make a mistake.

And the point of the matter is not whether to make a mistake, but whether to see her true heart. She understands that there are many people in this world who can ‘do no mistakes’ or ‘make fewer mistakes’. But very few people can follow their wishes.

At least neither her grandfather nor her father could do it, so the Nederwinn family lost its former glory under the suppression of Her Majesty the Queen.

Delphien was born in an idealized age. When she was born, the Cruzian empire was just in its last few years of prosperity. Her growth history is a trajectory of the empire falling from the most glorious moment.

So she never believed in idealized things.

Too much dormancy in the glory of the past will make people ignore what they need most, so those behemoth empires will respond so slowly, even if they know that there is an abyss in front of them, they will take firm steps. Step into it.

With such an idea, the prime minister pouted, and a book that was opened from the bookshelf locally, she would not be magical, nor was it a natural stealer, so she could only rely on herself. Just the mind.

She had already prepared two silk threads through the pages of the book to connect them from top to bottom to move the books carefully, and try not to move the thick dust on the bookshelf. Whenever she completed one of the procedures, she took out a prepared Dead mouse, covering its footprints, pretending to look like these ultra-small rodents passed by.

She used a scarf from her room to make a mask between her nose and mouth, one to breathe and disturb the light dust, and the other to prevent smoke from entering. But even so, the dust quickly got into her respiratory tract, Delphin held back the coughing **, and checked the last two books in the row on the shelf.

And at this time, whenever a maid or servant passed by Lord Rosalind's room, she would carefully put down the work at hand, and then return to a dark corner. She adjusted the position of the candle in the room and let this The direction became the dead end of the light. Although the subordinate was forbidden to enter this study room without permission, she did not relax her vigilance at all.

When the footsteps of the servants walked past the door briskly, Delphien allowed himself to cough a few times at this time.

She knew what she was doing.

It's like understanding the consequences of doing this once it is discovered.

But from the moment she awoke from the bed here, when she heard the voice telling her the secret kept in the castle, she knew she would never regret it.

She closed her eyes, as if she could still see that she was hit by the azure gun, and then was drawn into the vortex. The long experience after that seemed to happen only for a moment.

Delphin gritted his teeth, silently remembering everything he saw in the dark.

There is something she cares about most.

It was also her most disdainful thing.

Her family, but also everything about her.

"If you want to destroy, let me destroy before the Nederman family," she said to herself hoarsely. "I don't care what my grandfather and father care about. If I want to do that, I can sacrifice everything."

Delphin took a break from her trip in the rift of space to cause her more serious harm than her weakness in the castle's appearance, and it was far from being recoverable.

The reason she did this was only to make the brain-lost Lord Rosalind feel more at ease, at least allowing herself to leave her room and move to the courtyard or castle.

If not, how could she find an opportunity?

However, these activities inevitably made her feel that the burden on her body was increasing day by day. Previously, she had said goodbye to those people in the courtyard. Actually, it wasn't really a camera act, but she was really unable to support her. Already.

At this moment, her forehead was full of fine sweat beads, and a faint black shadow appeared around her field of vision, as if the light in the entire room was much darker, and her temples were jumping suddenly, making her feel as if her brain was boiling. stand up.

She gritted her teeth and said to herself, "I hope that guy will be more upset."

Thinking of Brando, a kind of hatred and unwillingness from the bottom of her heart held her mind, and Delphien recovered miraculously and stood firm.

She looked up at the bookshelf, realizing that she had searched the lower three rows of the bookshelf in the previous half an hour, and needed a ladder up, which was an almost impossible task for her.

The prime minister bit her lower lip with a bit of gold, and she knew that she had to think of a way, or today's work would have to stop there.

But there was a hunch in her heart that this might be her only chance, and she had to seize it.

She hesitated for a moment and continued to walk forward staggeringly.

Coming to the bookshelf, Delphin closed his eyes and began to remember. She knew that thing was here, not because of vain speculation or suspicion, but because of the information obtained from the words of the dialogue between Lord Rosalind and his captain. .

Maybe the two people didn't realize that their conversation was leaking, but that was enough for Delphin.

When she opened her eyes again, her eyes fell on the top row of the bookshelf, the fourth to last book.

She knew what she wanted wasn't there.

But there must be something else there.

…… (To be continued.)