Chapter 139: The Sea of ​​Flowers of Golden Flame

The castle was exceptionally quiet at night. Tilan sat at the table under the windowsill, listening to Ran Beier's singing and piano playing. She felt a slight trance, as if she could vaguely see some past scenes from the singing.

However, those scenes were still vague, not as profound as the marks left by the two color-level singers in time. One could only vaguely experience the nostalgia and sadness conveyed in the singing. After

a long time, the song ended, and Ran Beier came to sit in front of Tilan. At this moment, she was dressed coolly, and her previously pink eyes showed a gorgeous red in the hazy candlelight.

"Tilan can really understand my songs." Ran Beier blinked slightly, and then the red in her eyes dissipated, returning to the usual light pink color.

"I can understand some, but not quite." The girl shook her head. She could see that there was something wrong with the blood in Ran Beier's body. It was definitely not an ordinary human subspecies.

"It's good not to understand. Knowing too much will bring a lot of baggage." She took out the wine glass on the table, poured the mellow and slightly fragrant wine, and tasted it.

"It's great to see someone like Tilan again." She sighed unconsciously.

"Why do you say that?" The girl tilted her head slightly.

"Because it's boring." Ran Bei'er smiled mysteriously.

"I have met many people. Most of them actually live in a muddle or are mediocre and ordinary, just like a thousand changes. But Tilan is very special. It's as if when thousands of people are bending over the mud and cracks in the rocks to find food, one person suddenly stands up, so eye-catching and so special."

"I have a special premonition that you will change a lot of things, so much so that I am beginning to waver about whether to have a relationship with you."

"In fact, you should be able to sense that our family is very special. Although I look only sixteen or seventeen years old, this is just an appearance."

"If Tilan had carefully studied the past of the First Era, she would know that the first empire among humans at that time, the True Red Empire, although the empire was destroyed, there are still many descendants."

"The most notable of them founded the Cang Yue Kingdom in the Third Era, which is the predecessor of the Cang Cui Empire."

"But there are also those less obvious branches that have been passed down in secret."

After drinking the red wine in the glass, Ran Bei'er stood up, her figure and skirt gently turned in the room, dots of deep red light appeared, and her light pink nails instantly appeared gorgeous red, leaving some residual images in the air.

Stepping into the shadow in the corner of the room, Ran Bei'er turned around, her eyes were as clear and beautiful as rubies in the night.

"And I belong to one of the branches, with a bloodline that is almost immortal."

"When I invited you before, I did have other thoughts. I wanted you to become the same as me. Although this is a bit troublesome and will also arouse your disgust, I think you will understand me one day." She said with her eyes slightly closed, one hand gently pressed on her chest, and the bright red nails were particularly conspicuous on her white chest.

"But, I just changed my mind. It's easy to pick a bud, but it's hard to see it bloom."

"Tilan is still very weak. It's a pity to be frozen here forever." She spread her fingers lightly, and the red petals gathered together, and a blood-red rose made of magic appeared in the palm of her hand.

"So." The girl also stood up, her black hair fluttering in the night wind, and a slight blue appeared in her eyes, as if in an instant, the temperature in the room dropped by several degrees.

Ran Bei'er did not answer, but looked directly at the girl with her eyes, and the light in her eyes floated, and there seemed to be layers of light shrinking in her pupils.

"I can let you go, and even assist you in the future and become your helper, but there are conditions." After she finished speaking, her figure moved forward in an instant. Although her body did not move, it seemed to move horizontally, leaving a long afterimage.

Almost in an instant, Ran Bei'er came behind the girl, and her fingers with bright red nails gently pressed on Tilan's snow-white neck.

"What a pity. I thought you could dodge it." There seemed to be some regret in her voice, as if she found that the new toy was not as fun as expected.

"Humph." The girl held the hand, and then turned sharply. As she turned, a dark blue rapier constructed by magic appeared in her hand.

"It's really a little special." Ran Bei'er shook her stiff fingers, with a certain joy in the surprise. Then she was not in a hurry to attack, and waited patiently for the girl to be ready.

The rapier was held in the palm of the girl's hand. She bent down slightly, and then her steps were like lightning. In an instant, three figures were separated and attacked Ran Bei'er.

The dark blue sword blade flashed a momentary arc of light in the night. Since returning from Jielou City, Tilan has made great progress in swordsmanship. Not only has she slowly absorbed the inherited skills of the 'Qinglian Xijian Palace', but she has also improved and integrated them according to various combat skills of the present and future generations. Even if she has not yet reached Sequence 7, it is not an exaggeration to call her a master in this field just by looking at swordsmanship.

The four swords worked together seamlessly. Although Ran Bei'er was extremely fast, she was blocked from dodging and had to use force to break through the cleverness. The crimson debris bounced off the blue sword blade and then escaped.

After pulling away again, Ran Bei'er looked at Tilan with a little curiosity and surprise.

"Your swordsmanship is not as immature as your age. It can even be said that it is close to those famous figures in history."

"Although I don't know how you practiced it, if you have a Sequence 6 rank, maybe you can threaten me."

"I will test you twice more. If you can take it, I will admit defeat today and will not force you anymore."

After saying that, she closed her eyes slightly and stretched out one hand to the void. A blood-red ball of light floated, and countless air currents gathered into it with magic power.

Slowly, a blood-red and sharp spear emerged, with extremely complex patterns on it. Just one look at it, you know that this magic spear is extremely dangerous, full of killing and curses.

"Magic Spear Kungunir!" Ran Bei'er's eyes suddenly opened, and there seemed to be gold emerging in her bright red pupils. Her pupils shrank, and then the spear shot out.

In an instant, the only real one among the four figures was directly pierced. The girl seemed to be surprised and puzzled, and slowly fell down with a bloody hole on her chest.

Ran Bei'er shook her head slightly, as if she felt sorry, or apologized. Just as she was about to go over and take the girl to the depths of the castle to perform the blood inheritance ceremony.

The girl who fell in the pool of blood floated up again, her figure in the air like swaying water waves, and ethereal singing came from it.

In an instant, the golden illusion spread like ripples, and then spread in all directions in an instant. When Ran Bei'er saw her surroundings clearly again, she found herself in a golden sea of ​​flowers.

Countless brightly blooming golden roses were scattered all over the field. It was clearly night, but the sunlight above was exceptionally bright. The wind from afar brought the scent of flowers, and the golden petals sparkled under the sky, so brilliant and beautiful.

"Welcome to my garden."

A blonde elf woman slowly descended from the air. She was wearing a slightly gorgeous dress, but her figure was a little illusory and unreal.

"This... How is it possible..." Ran Bei'er looked at the figure that all the residents of the Federation knew, and was almost speechless.

"The singer of the golden flame rose, Isenisa..."

(End of this chapter)