Chapter 1505 Stay

An invitation came from a magical artificial intelligence who claimed to be one of the last managers of this land, and the place invited was the former capital of this vanished country.

What is more noteworthy is that this is not the only "invitation" that Maggie heard today - not long ago, when she was in contact with the mysterious silver-haired girl who called herself "Morning Star", the other party also conveyed an invitation , now Maggie still clearly remembers the message relayed by the "Morning Star" lady: Lady Night invited Gawain Cecil and his outstanding guards to visit the City of Thousand Towers.

For the time being, she suppressed her speculation about the relationship between "Morning Star" and the lady "Berna Dido" in front of her, but her expression became serious: "The City of Thousand Towers... the girl who called herself 'Morning Star' also mentioned When we arrive at the City of Thousand Towers, does that city still exist?"

"Of course it exists, as long as the Lord of the Night is still there, the City of Thousand Towers will exist forever—whether it is in the real world or outside the border," Bernadette smiled faintly, "I know what you are thinking , you already know the secrets of the Violet Kingdom, so most of you think that everything in this kingdom has disappeared with the awakening of the dream of God, but in fact there are not only dreams here, or in other words..."

Bernadette paused slightly when she said this, and the smile on her face became wider: "In this world, dreams and reality are never clearly separated."

"I often hear this sentence from our majesty—well, I believe that the city of the thousand towers is still there," Maggie nodded lightly, "but may I ask, why did you invite us to the thousand towers?" The city? The girl named Chenxing also mentioned this before, but she invited our majesty and... well, probably Miss Amber."

Maggie hesitated for a while when she spoke to the end. Although judging from the context at the time and the logic of the whole incident, she felt that Gao Wen and Amber were mentioned by Morning Star when she relayed the "invitation" from Ms. Ye, but Once the words "outstanding guard" were added, she felt weird. She always felt that this description seemed to be intentional, but it made her subconsciously suspicious...

Bernadette didn't care about Maggie's small pause in the last few words. This magical AI that survived after the Violet Kingdom disappeared just maintained her gentle smile as always, and said unhurriedly: "Mo Dill... great mortal adventurer, your journey is magnificent, your deeds live in the night... But I want to ask, after such a long adventure journey, after encountering so many difficulties and obstacles and Are you tired after the strange thing?"

Mordir quietly watched the holographic projection floating in the air. The great adventurer seemed to perceive something at this moment. His eyes flickered slightly, and after a short thought, they brightened up again. A small smile emerges: "Not at all—and I think I've had enough rest this time."

"Very well, then please go to the city of a thousand towers. A real great adventurer will not grow old in a comfortable and comfortable bed. The Lord of the Night also hopes that you can continue on your journey."

Bernadette said in a gentle voice, she bent slightly towards Modil, as if she was paying tribute to a great person, and Modir chose to accept it frankly—accepting this salute, she also accepted this invitations.

"I see, it's mainly to invite me, isn't it?" the old mage smiled cheerfully, "Don't worry, I will go... I really want to see the legendary city with a thousand towers look."

Bernadette straightened her waist, she nodded lightly, and then glanced around, looking at Maggie and the nearby soldiers who were engrossed: "Then I won't disturb everyone's rest... Please rest assured, 'Monument' The nearby open space is a peaceful place under the night. As long as you don't enter the dense forest when the night is darkest, you won't be affected by the shadow power. This can be regarded as the maximum 'entertainment' that the Violet Kingdom can give to the guests. The conditions are limited, please forgive me."

As the voice fell,

The beautiful lady took two steps back quietly in the magical illusion, and then her figure began to gradually dissipate. After a few seconds, there was only a little scattered glow left in the air.

A gust of cold night wind blew through the forest glade, Maggie took a breath gently to let the chill cool her mind, then turned her head to look at Mordir: "You... confirm that you will go to Qianlong as the other party said. Is it the city of towers? Although our goal from the beginning was to explore the core area of ​​the Violet Kingdom, but now we have encountered such a mysterious person twice in a row, and received invitations to the city of a thousand towers twice in a row... I always feel that It's kind of disturbing."

"Of course I'm going, I've already accepted the invitation," Mordir said calmly, "Actually, there's nothing disturbing about it...or in other words, on this violet island covered in shadows, there's nothing less disturbing than this one. And anyway, this invitation is related to Ms. Ye. If an ancient god wants to harm people, he probably doesn't have to use such a complicated method. I'm more inclined that He wants to communicate with us, but he is limited to a certain state. Had to use such a roundabout way."

"...Since this is your judgment, then I agree," Maggie hesitated, then nodded slightly, "but there is one more thing I can't figure out."

Modil raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"Morning Star and Bernadette... They each brought two invitations, both from Ms. Ye, both pointing to the city of a thousand towers, and they both came to us. The only difference is that the people invited are different," Maggie said. While thinking about it, he said, "Do you think that these two invitations were all instructed by Ms. Ye? If so... Then why did He send two different 'messengers'? Just let Morning Star or Bernadette send the message to you." Is it okay to arrive?"

Listening to Maggie's analysis, Modil pinched the beard on his chin subconsciously: "Indeed, your doubts are justified... Anyway, it's just a letter, if it's all Ms. Ye's instruction, then send someone to deliver the message It’s enough to pass it completely, but in the end, He sent two people, and one of them specifically asked you to tell those mysterious things..."

The old mage fell into deep thought while talking. As a well-informed spellcaster, he is also knowledgeable in the fields of mystery and symbolism, so after a moment of thinking, he vaguely guessed something: "This arrangement must have a deep meaning. As an ancient god, the 'words' conveyed by Ms. Ye are not only 'words', but most of them are some kind of intervention or correction of specific events. Miss Amber, I feel like this is trying to establish some kind of 'connection'."

"Deliberately establish a connection?" Maggie frowned, she felt that she could not keep up with the old mage's train of thought, "What kind of connection should be established?"

"The girl named Chenxing claims to be an operator of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and she also calls Amber the director, but you also said that the Military Intelligence Bureau has no shadow affairs department at all, and there is no 'operator' with obvious characteristics like Chenxing," Mo said. Dill said casually, "Don't you think this is weird? There is no need to lie about this..."

Maggie lowered her head thoughtfully, and Modil waved his hands when he saw this: "Don't think so much now, I just said it casually, after all, I don't even know this secret about myself. Anyway, one thing is probably true, Ms. Ye is trying to send messages to the real world in various ways, and individuals like me and Amber who have a 'connection' with Him are obviously the best breakthrough, although I don't know why Your Majesty It will also be involved... But what Ms. Ye has to do is probably very important, and there should be no delay.

"Therefore, we should truthfully report what happened here and let His Majesty make a judgment. This is what we should do most."

In the gradually thickening night, Maggie looked into the eyes of the great adventurer and nodded slowly.

...

The night is deep, the majestic tower stands quietly in the endless night, the sky is full of stars like a long river across the sky, this starlight shines on the spire of the tower, shines on the simple and mottled walls, deep purple The spiers, and the rows of houses around the tower, seem to have been silent in the dark for thousands of years.

At the top of the tower, the "Eye of Night" that used to be able to overlook the entire kingdom has been extinguished, leaving only the huge black base bathed in starlight, and the cold wind blows through the guardrails and support columns around the base, bringing bursts of depression in the night sky. Weeping, around the towers, the once-prosperous city has long been deserted. Those classical buildings and towers stacked up as if they violated the geometrical laws are like ghosts in the dark, stretching their curved bodies under the starlight. Lines and dappled spires.

This is the royal capital of Violet, the ancient city of a thousand towers. There used to be a magnificent and prosperous dream here, carrying the memories of countless years and the lives of countless residents. There were also profound scholars, outstanding artists, and Brilliant writing, as well as the music and singing voices flowing in the streets and alleys - and generations of scholars from the outside world spent a short time studying in this city, and glimpsed some truths in a violet-like dream.

Until the end of this magnificent and prosperous dream.

Now, the residents of the city have left - they have awakened from the dream of the real world and returned to their true "hometown", just like any dream that wakes up in the morning, the mind after awakening is no longer in harmony That dream leaves no mingling.

However, it is a powerful and ancient "god" who shaped this dream after all-for this extraordinary dream world, the departure of "residents" is not the end of everything, and the city of a thousand towers still stands quietly in it. The place that has stood for countless years, just like Bernadette said, as long as the Lord of the Night is still there, the City of Thousand Towers will exist forever.

Under the night, a figure slowly climbed up to the highest point of the tower. This figure was wearing a dark robe, holding a pale lantern in his hand. On the platform, I looked up at the rune frame and pillars that looked more and more empty in the darkness.

A gust of cold wind blowing from afar suddenly lifted his hood, and the hood fell down, revealing an overly pale face—he was tall and thin with black hair and black eyes, and the distant starlight shone on him, in the A halo was outlined around him, and some faint light directly penetrated his body, making this figure look like a translucent ghost.

After standing under the eyes of the night for a long time, the figure slowly moved forward. He casually hung the pale lantern on the pillar beside him, and waved his hand towards a brazier in the open space not far away. The magic power hit the grease in the brazier, and the raging flames burned immediately, illuminating a small area near the Eye of Night.

Looking at the dancing flames in front of him, the last ruler of the Violet Kingdom—Prince Nash Nart showed a smile on his face and exhaled slightly.

And not long after the flame ignited, there was a sound of iron boots trampling from the side, and Prince Nash suddenly looked back, and saw an extraordinarily tall man covered in heavy armor. The figure strode out from the nearby shadows. This figure was like a gloomy knight walking out of a picture scroll. Every step he took was as heavy as if he stepped directly on people's hearts.

When there were still a few steps away, the "gloomy knight" covered in armor suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and slashed forward without hesitation.

Prince Nash just raised his eyebrows, waved his hand forward casually, and a hazy shadow like an illusory long whip swept across his hand, directly hitting the armor of the "gloomy knight" in the middle, knocking the latter It flew out, accompanied by a harsh noise and violent impact, the armor was scattered all over the ground, and there was nothing inside.

"Berna Dido, this is not fun at all," Prince Nash said helplessly to the brazier not far away, "Especially because you used my favorite collection to do this."

The raging fire in the brazier immediately jumped twice, and a slightly distorted figure of Bernadette jumped out of it, crossing her arms and looking at Prince Nash: "Come on, you say that every set of armor here is your best suit. Love the collection, even the last time I dug out two broken sacks from the warehouse you said it was your collection - but you didn't see your heart hurt at all when you knocked them over. And I'm not here to make the dim Is it more lively in the palace?"

"What you're talking about is the control of a pile of empty armor and unmanned tools running around the entire tower?" Prince Nash rolled his eyes, "And pretended that the magic was out of control and slashed me with a giant sword head?"

"Out of control is a part of magical surprises," Bernadette said with a look of course, "What kind of mage is it if you don't get out of control?"

"...I should really find out who wrote the master personality for you back then." Prince Nash glared at Bernadette, who was kept alive by the fire, and then felt a little helpless, "But then again, that writer It's time to 'return' anyway, and I'm probably not afraid that I'll trouble him... Forget it, let's not talk about it, have you come into contact with those visitors?"

"I got in touch with it, and it went smoothly. They didn't take out their swords to cut me excitedly at the first time, and they didn't directly blow up the node monument. It was previously reported that the Cecils would immediately detonate a large number of explosions as soon as they were stimulated. It really is an exaggeration," Bernadette nodded, "I have conveyed to them the will of the Lord of the Night, and they—especially the great adventurer—have readily accepted the invitation."

"Accepted?" Prince Nash nodded, "Yes, it seems that the lady's judgment is indeed correct..."

"Madam knows that great adventurer very well, much better than those of us clumsy people who have been blindfolded by the power of the tide," Bernadette said unceremoniously, "But you, you really don't know Are you planning to go back?"