Chapter 130 Acting according to plan
◎ Snap, two palms, one large and one small, collide passionately. ◎
The sun sank completely below the horizon and nothing happened.
Melia and Sunny retracted their telescopes at the same time. There was no sign of danger in the city of Magus. There were no additional legions, and no wizard-like people coming and going.
Pasha, pasha, the spies ran out from the city gate, looking a little panicked.
The fastest runner nearly fell to the ground. "There's something strange about city people. Their arms are stiff, and they speak incoherently!"
The other ran slower, but his expression was calmer. "Your Highness, they look similar to the Athenians before."
"Are you sure? Are there any other characteristics?" Sonny raised his head. The man in front of him was the herdsman he rescued a few years ago. He was also the one who worked hardest when rushing into Athens.
The man nodded vigorously. "Yes, they have dull expressions, never laugh or make noise, don't like to go out, and walk along a fixed route. I deliberately broke into one house and took the kettle, and it took a long time for the people inside to react."
“…”
The scene was silent for a moment, and the memories of the past loomed over him, making it hard to breathe.
If it's exactly the same as the Athens incident, then the city of Magus was also infiltrated by the goblins first, turning it into a deadly trap.
Melia felt a mixture of relief and worry: because of Hulun's reckless behavior, the trap was triggered early. This time, as long as she left quickly enough, the goblins should not chase her.
City-based traps are too much for the goblins to handle; they should be waiting for someone more important.
[For example, Elena, or the chosen Golden King.]
The clues are connected in series, and the determined results give rise to countless clues.
The goblins are collecting golden blood and hoping to create a conqueror named "Alexander" or "Alexandra". To achieve this goal, they have laid traps in various places.
To create a "miracle" in this world with low magic concentration, the fairies' initial investment must be huge.
Did the Fairy Queen pay such a huge price just to have fun, create prophecies, and tease humans? I always feel that something is wrong. These steps are very logical and do not seem to be arranged arbitrarily.
[Could it be... that I am also part of the plan? ]
Her fingers trembled slightly, and Melia suddenly thought of a terrible possibility: if she had not traveled through time, the fairies would not have revealed themselves until the end.
They chose to continue hiding in the world line of "Rose Princess" and wait for the right time.
Now that they are moving, did I make the time ripe, or am I the time?
"Sister, Sister Melia."
Sonny's voice rang in her ears, and Melia's whole body trembled, and she was met with pure golden eyes. When she saw a real person, the empty panic slowly ended.
As if understanding her uneasiness, Sonny softened his tone and his playful expression faded: "What should we do next?"
Melia's lips trembled slightly: "You... I'm sorry, it was me who asked the Great Witch to come to Magus."
"Yeah. But~sister, you can't predict the changes here, right?" Sunny smiled, his eyes moving, as if he wanted to comfort something.
"...How about we leave first?" Melia cautiously took a few steps back and looked at the Huns camped on the plain. They were skewering lamb on the grill, the minced meat gleaming pink, and occasionally looked up from a distance.
She wanted to rescue the people of Magus, but the Huns were human beings too, and there was no need to get involved in an unnecessary disaster. The most urgent task was to get Sunny and the others out, and then find a way to investigate Magus' interior.
Then I'll go in alone in cat form and see if the fairy has left any loopholes...
"Leave? Hahahaha."
A clear laugh echoed across the grassland, and it took a long time to subside. "Sister, let's not talk about the golden man-casting ceremony for now. Do you really think the goblins haven't targeted us Huns?"
Attila stood upright in the torchlight, his skin gilded. She brushed the grass from her palms and looked at Melia intently. "They attacked us, emptied Macedonia and Athens, killed the King of Persia and the old Golden King, and now they've come to Rome—who will be next?"
The route spread like a virus, and her will was clearly conveyed: I don't believe it, I don't believe the goblins will let the Huns go.
This is exactly the case.
"Sister, instead of closing our eyes and running away, waiting for them to come and devour us when the time is right, why not..." Her long golden-red hair danced wildly in the wind like flames: "We should destroy them first, destroy their hopes!"
The girl standing before her was clearly a rather frail young woman, forcibly heightened by her bloodline. She still needed quite some time to fully mature. Yet, Melia could hear the clash of metal beneath her laughter.
If it were her, if it were Attila - maybe they could really destroy them, destroy everything that stood in the way of the Huns.
"What do you mean, sister?"
"Attila."
Her ear canals roared under the pressure. Melia took a deep breath and said, "Wait for the Great Wizard to come... I need professional help."
The last time it was Teacher Pados who helped break the deadlock from the outside. Ordinary people are helpless against the magic of fairies, but scholars or the most respected witches of the Huns always have many more ways.
It was dark, and the goblins hadn't activated the traps, suggesting they hadn't noticed yet, or weren't prepared to waste magic attacking secondary targets. If the Great Wizard was willing to help locate the formation, perhaps a physical solution could be used to solve the magical problem.
"Eh~ That makes sense."
Sunny was laughing again. She jumped down the hillside, hooked her friends' shoulders and told them to grill the lamb quickly and sprinkle more spices on it.
There was no lava falling from the sky. Sunny turned around and waved to Melia: "Go to bed early after eating~"
Even though there was darkness between them, she could still guess the child's lip movements. ["Keep predicting, Sister Melia."]
…
Whoosh~ The cold wind blew through the cat's fur, and a big white cat opened its eyes and rolled on the ground.
I haven't seen Nini for a long time. I might have to go back to the game and reload it tomorrow... Before that, I'll comfort the child and let her and Elena stay in Rome, and don't go to Magus for no reason.
Snap, eh? Why isn't it grass?
She looked down and found that she was stepping on temple-style stone slabs. The cat's whiskers shrank and it sneaked behind the stairs.
Sniff, this looks like the tower of the old High Priest? Was he eaten last time?
Strange! The high priest is dead, and I was thinking about Nini before I went to sleep. How did I end up back here? Did Sura lock Nini up?!
The big white cat poked its head out and meowed tentatively: "Meow~"
The sound of meow~meow~meow~ echoed softly. After a while, Misha poked her head out from the stairs. "Ms. Melia? Is that you?"
"Hey, Misha? This place is empty, why are you back?"
The white cat quickly ran up the stairs and followed Misha upstairs.
After the high priest died, the tower was sealed, but such a sacred place as the temple could not be left scarred, so after the funeral, it was reopened as normal.
Now that even the emperor was gone, who would dare to succeed the high priest at this time? Therefore, there were not even a few guards around the tower, for fear that the old priest would summon his spirit.
After the secret door was opened, Misha didn't have to answer.
Light red lines covered the stone slab, and Miranda lay in the center of it, her hands folded across her chest. Her upper body had completely returned to normal, but her lower body was still plant-like.
The roots and bright red lines are entangled together, emitting a strange purple light.
Miranda turned her head following the movement and slowly opened her mouth: "Miss, don't worry, I'm much better."
If you only look at the top half, it's definitely much better. Melia stomped on the stone slab in annoyance: "What is this thing? Was it made by the high priest?"
"yes."
After a moment, Miranda added, "I've never used this to treat illness before. I just discovered it."
"Is this a healing array? Is it dangerous?"
"I don't know, we are extracting magic power..."
"Let me explain, miss." Misha patted Miranda's roots, then carefully wiped her palm across her eyelids, reminding her to close her eyes and rest.
Then he turned to Melia and explained seriously, "According to the witch doctor, Miranda's blood craves magic power, but there is very little magic power floating in the air. We must find a place where magic power is abundant."
Hmm, so inputting magic power is the only way to suppress demonization? That's not what I thought.
Melia felt something was wrong, but Miranda's transformation was unmistakable. She stepped on the stone slab and asked, "Finally, you found this place? A magic circle of unknown meaning built by a high priest?"
"Yes, because of Shadow Rome's presence, we won't be discovered by the guards. There are many nodes connected here, and the magic power is extremely abundant."
"Uh..." Melia tilted her head worriedly.
Misha dropped her hands, prostrating herself on the ground, and tapped her forehead. "Please believe me, young lady. Miranda's life is linked to mine. If she truly loses consciousness, I will bring her back... or perish with her."
Linked together? Is this some kind of magic? Is it okay with the unknown array? If the magic power is drained, then the original purpose is gone? It seems fine.
Melia's headache grew worse the more she thought about it. Finally, she jumped to the window helplessly. "Don't be like this! Treat it if you can. Remember to hide if you encounter danger. Hey, be careful not to trigger some magic."
"Thank you." Misha looked up and saw that the window was empty.
She returned to Miranda's side and slowly lay down. "Is Miss disappointed? Or is she just busy?" In any case, in order to save Miranda, she must draw enough magic power.
Speaking of which...why would the high priest build such a massive magic circle? The underground veins stretch across nearly the entirety of Rome. Judging by the traces of the spellcasting, it's been going on for decades without interruption. He's probably older than Miranda.
Forget it, he's dead anyway, and dead people can't play chess.
She closed her eyes, allowing the roots of her consciousness to expand, absorbing the magic power surging in the magic circle bit by bit.
…
"Why!"
Life is not easy, the cat sighed.
What she was most worried about was the magic circle - the high priest was not a fool, and it was obvious that having a large magic circle under his butt would be of great use.
In "The Rose Queen", the Temple of the Gods gradually retreated under Elena's high pressure and did not have much share in the plot.
Wait, what about Miranda?
The inexplicable uneasiness made Melia quickly search for the keywords of plants and monsters, and she actually found a little plot in the cracks: in the middle and late stages, about two chapters after the original owner's death, some Persian soldiers used vine monsters to fight against Roman soldiers.
These monsters are in line with the low-magic setting of "Rose Princess" and can basically only serve as light shields and ropes.
What is this? Was Miranda divided into pieces of monsters in "Rose Queen"? Probably not. She probably stayed in the temple with the high priest.
The white cat shook its head and walked forward on the grass.
The surrounding area is completely forested. This one must be Nini~
Pashapasha, she quickened her pace——
whoosh!
An arrow grazed the cat's skin.
"Meow!" The white cat was so scared that it rolled into the grass and was picked up by a small hand.
"Mother!"
The blonde girl hugged the white cat worriedly and pointed to the side as quickly as possible: "It was Elena's mother who did it!"
"Hey!" Elena tumbled down from her horse. "Little debt collector, is this how you repay the person who took you out to practice archery in the middle of the night?" She realized something was wrong when she aimed and quickly raised her hand!
"Meliya, are you okay? I won't let go so quickly next time."
"Woo woo~" Melia rubbed Nini, jumped to the ground and stomped her feet hard: "Be careful!"
I wasn't too angry, though. Based on the description in "Rose Princess," Elena basically hits whatever she points at, never misses. It's good that she didn't turn into a skewer.
Under the double caress of the mother and daughter, the white cat quickly smiled and hummed: "Okay, okay~ I forgive you. Next time when I take Nini archery, remember to find a more open place and don't shoot anyone."
"good."
Elena breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the white cat, and walked out quickly. Nini, who had just turned into a kitten, wanted to get close to her mother and was almost stepped on as she followed behind.
"Hey, you almost stepped on Nini's paw!"
"Oh, sorry." Elena shrugged without any apology: "Nini, fly up by yourself."
The kitten on the ground, who was about to meow in protest, rolled over halfway and was at a loss as to what to do.
Forget it, if she stayed any longer, the mothers would all run away. She had no choice but to shake her fur, flap her little wings and fly onto Elena's shoulder.
"By the way." Melia patted Elena's face with her paw: "You guys should just play outside the city recently, and don't go to Magus!"
"Oh, why?"
"Because Magus is in danger."
The cat's paw was calmly held in her palm. Elena gently stroked the cat's face: "Are you there?"
"Yeah, don't worry, we have Attila—"
"Then come back."
"No!"
"So I'll go over there."
Elena held the cat's paw tightly, conveying warmth: "Trust me, and I believe you too."
Under such a focused gaze, even the pure white cat fur couldn't block the heat. Melia blushed and coughed: "Nini is still here. She's still young. We can't take any risks."
"I know, Mom." Nini waved her little paws caringly: "I'm still young~"
Although the tone is similar to the curious baby before, it sounds much more sensible.
Melia praised from the bottom of her heart: "Elena, you are amazing. Nini has matured a lot under your guidance~"
"Yeah, she's very well behaved."
Elena and Nini exchanged glances and nodded slightly.
As the sky was about to brighten, the white cat yawned, fell asleep in his lover's arms, and disappeared.
"Well done." Elena didn't know this little thing yet. She squatted down with a half-smile: "You really don't want to go?"
"How could that be possible? Mom is in danger. Both moms are in danger." The kitten said with confidence!
"Oh? Then who just said I knew that?"
Menia, a child who was beginning to become familiar with language arts, raised her little face frankly: "Yes, I know I'm still young. Does that have anything to do with me not being able to go?"
"very good."
Snap, two palms, one big and one small, collide passionately.
"You've grown up, daughter."
"Thank you so much, Mom."
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