Chapter 132 The Fairy's Confusion
◎The golden solution poured into the broken body, dyeing the blood clot into a dazzling red gold.◎
Buzz——
The moment she stepped into Magus City, a severe tinnitus bombarded her mind. Melia squinted her eyes: something was wrong in the city. There were too few pedestrians and the wind was blowing coldly everywhere.
The infiltrator wasn't large; besides the Great Shaman and Attila, only a few priests and elite soldiers followed. The Huns' message was clear: minor matters should be dealt with on the spot, without alerting Rome. Major incidents? If something major happened, they'd turn and flee.
The ancient silver bell in the hands of the great wizard jingled, but the passers-by seemed not to hear it and walked straight past the Huns. Even their indifference was exactly the same as that of Athens at that time.
jingle.
The ringing of the bells abruptly died in the morning breeze. The Great Wizard looked toward a temple-like structure not far away. Following his gaze, Sonny and Melia simultaneously set up their binoculars to observe the unusually abrupt building.
Sonny put down his binoculars first. "This isn't a temple dedicated to a single deity. The pillars next to it are carved with all sorts of gods." The more carvings there are, the weirder it gets. This isn't a pantheon, so why all that? Is this a grand theater?
"A trick." The Great Wizard took a few steps forward, his shadow casting a shadow over everyone behind him. He bent slightly, leaned forward, and raised his withered left wrist. "The thing is down there."
Something... something very dangerous. If he hadn't sensed the presence of the golden blood, he would never have set foot here.
Everyone followed him silently. The sun slowly sank into the horizon. The memory of sunset was too brief, as if a moon rose in a few seconds.
Gulp, in the silence you can hear the sound of each other swallowing saliva.
Ding-ling, ding-ling-ling, the bells rang in front of me, making it difficult for my legs to step over the stone slabs.
The Great Wizard stopped in front of the temple and asked: "Is there any way to bypass the guards?"
"Yes, please follow me." Melia raised her hand and slapped the gold coins on the porch, leading them quickly into Shadow Rome.
Sizzle, sizzle.
The delay in time and space lengthened, twenty seconds dragging into minutes. My senses were numb, and I couldn't count the seconds. With a brief moment of weightlessness, the gold coin finally flipped over.
The temple in reality has turned into ruins. Under the ruins, there is no idea what kind of pollution and not even a single weed can be seen.
Whoosh—whoosh—the purple mist surged, squeezing out a violent gust of wind. The mist drew ever closer, nearly seeping into the inner city. Outside, strange, shadowy figures swirled.
Swish, swish, puff, a piece of stone was swallowed by the edge of the purple mist, leaving no residue.
Everyone stepped back and gathered together like fledglings.
"You stay here first." The Great Shaman took a wooden staff from the priest and glanced at Sunny. "The Golden King cannot afford to lose anything. The Princess of Rome and I will go up and investigate."
"Yes." The Hungarians bowed their heads respectfully. Sonny raised his eyebrows as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw Melia's gesture, he shrugged and stepped back.
Forget it, let’s leave mysterious things to the mysterious experts~
[Princess of Rome] Melia pursed her lips and wanted to laugh: What a coincidence, Princess of Rome, Princess from Rome, Princess of Rome~Haha.
"What are you laughing at, Princess?"
The Great Wizard was standing behind her, and one step forward was the new arch that had just been set up.
"Hahaha, I just thought of something happy!" Melia walked through the archway and turned back to tell a joke—but she saw time freeze. The Great Wizard's hand passed through the door, only his hand.
How would people view frozen time? Artists would paint clocks as soft liquids, hanging viscously from streetlights.
She now began to understand the artists' ideas. If she were asked to paint "Frozen Time", she would paint the background gray and white, and add a circle of scattered... fairies.
Without looking back, she could smell the scent of scale powder, sweet and sickly.
There was no turning back, the fairies couldn't stop time forever. Wait for the scene in front of you to flow again, then rush back to Shadow Rome immediately!
“Hehehe… Ouch!”
The faint laughter was cut off, followed by a gentle greeting: "My lovely daughter, you are finally back."
Snap, Melia could hear the sound of her sanity snapping.
Daughter? Whose daughter? It can't be what I thought.
She gritted her teeth and turned her body little by little.
Ah, no miracle! It was indeed the Fairy Queen's dazzlingly colorful butterfly. She hovered above the dome, her wings carving a galaxy of boundaries. Beyond the gold lay the treasury, while within the galaxy were the excited eyes of the fairies.
Melia spread her legs and took a step back: "If I can let us go just by calling you mom, even ten times will do."
"Haha." The Fairy Queen chuckled and said, "Dear little guy, do you think I'm lying?"
Nonsense, such childish lies can be told without even a birth certificate. The idea that the villain behind the scenes is the biological parents is no longer popular!
Melia rolled her eyes vigorously. The Fairy Queen smiled and nodded her lips: "No wonder you don't remember these. Child, you should thank me, thank us."
The fairies in the garden began to sing along, their voices rising and falling: "I leaped over the hills and pieced your bones together with white jade."
"I trampled the sea of flowers and moistened your skin with petals."
"I picked through the treasure trove and selected the finest jade."
"It was me, it was me who fixed your eyes and your fingers~"
The fairies sang eagerly: "Beautiful girl, the lucky one chosen by the Queen from the sea of goblins~ Pure dragon blood supports your magic, and wealth and gold filled the road when you were born~"
"Our most precious sister~"
"The Queen's lovely little daughter~"
"You will push destiny forward—turn it to the page we need."
Hehehe, hahaha~ They laughed so arrogantly that one after another pierced the eardrums.
Melia's expression changed slightly. "So that's how it is. The original owner was a fairy? And a fairy chosen by the Fairy Queen herself. No wonder she could pull off so many illogical and infuriating actions."
Oh, in the original work, Melia didn't complete the fairies' mission at all. Not to mention becoming the Dragon Blood Princess, she didn't even get to tear the hem of Elena's skirt. The Queen's vision is worrying~
"Welcome back, my daughter. Do you...have any further concerns?"
Melia forced a fake smile: "Indeed~ Can you tell me what you want to do next."
"sure."
The Fairy Queen flapped her wings, gently raised a hand, and pointed her fingertips at her emerald eyes: "I know that everything I tell you now will be verified in countless futures and pasts."
"..." Melia's eyes widened suddenly. What was she saying? Could it be that -
"Of course, it's what you think, my dear child." The Fairy Queen drew a circle with her silver nails, and starlight fell into it, turning into a heart-shaped key.
She handed over the key, her face full of love. "Did you think I would mistake my precious daughter for the wrong one? No, to advance fate, my child can turn back time. That is the power of deception granted to you by the sea of spirits."
The fairies sang in succession: "Dear girl, you were born from the foam, as pure as a baby."
"Wings will fade, memories will fade, and faces will change."
"Only the power, ah, to deceive—you can deceive the world."
"Child, have you forgotten?" the Fairy Queen hummed in the chorus, "Or... in order to complete the mission, have you deceived yourself and conjured up entirely new memories?"
You can certainly go back in time.
The words were as light as a feather, but they struck Melia hard. Could it be possible that the fairy wasn't the original owner, but her?
Or... were they all fairies? She had simply deceived herself. She had returned to life because her original owner had failed?
No, I have "The Rose Princess" and Shadow Rome!
What if those are all part of the power? If you think about it, Shadow Rome and Fairy Garden are so similar, they're even directly connected. The first gold coin was obtained from Muala.
The dragon blood princess that Muala mentioned is real dragon blood, exactly the same as the dragon blood in the fairy's mouth.
Think quickly, every lie has a flaw.
[“How great it would have been if you were like this when I first met you.”] Elena’s gentle sigh echoed in her memory.
Melia slowly opened her eyes. "Yes, how could I have forgotten?" she thought. "I almost fell for the goblin's magic."
"I" don't have eyes made of emerald at all.
Now there is only one question left, why does the goblin know about the backtracking?
It's either magic, or a flaw I've revealed myself... Yes, there is a flaw! When the Fairy Queen captured Nini, I asked for a cup of poisoned wine.
This wasn't a flaw at first, but then she came up with a nearly impossible answer. Given the Fairy Queen's cunning, she'd surely figured out the key question: if she couldn't guess it right the first time, what if she tried several times?
Self-confidence slowly recovered, but a mask of weakness still hung on his face.
Melia took a deep breath and lowered her head. "My Queen, I'm too stupid to call you mother. How can I change my destiny? Please be patient and give me guidance."
"Don't worry, it's easy for you." The Fairy Queen threw the key across the golden dividing line: "Pick it up and use it to open the final door. That is the key to our plan."
It was a trap, a complete trap. But it was a gamble.
If he refused here, it would probably be Sunny who would be shaped into a golden man to dissolve everything.
"Yes." She picked up the key, turned around as fast as she could, and pushed the Great Wizard back to Shadow Rome!
Hurry, hurry, no matter what happens, you must hurry - go back before it is too late!
"Ah~ Sister is back? Wow!" As soon as Sunny turned around, he immediately caught the flying witch, and fell to the ground with Melia and the other two.
"Let's go! Let's go back..."
Melia lowered her head and looked at the key in her hand in fear.
The pink heart began to glow with a deep purple light, cracking little by little and spreading across the shadowy Roman.
The powder scattered by the key broke open a door in the distant air, leaving no time to react.
[So, she wants to attack Shadow Roma directly! ! !]
The gates swung open, and figures emerged from within. Not undead, not goblins, but... Alexandra and her army.
The blonde wore a ruby laurel crown on her head, held a sword in her left hand, and her right hand was hidden in her cloak. Her eyes were icy blue, showing no emotion.
Purple mist swirled around the legion, and a sharp sense of oppression spanned the space.
"Hu~" Only Attila gradually straightened her body. She let go of the great witch's skinny arm and reached for the scimitar with her other hand.
Isn't it just war? A familiar smell.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
Someone sounded drums in the purple mist. Alexandra looked at them but did not spur her horse.
On the contrary, the cavalry behind her moved first, galloping in the opposite direction - wait, that direction was outside the city!
"Hey, your opponent is me!" Attila mounted his horse and rushed towards the purple mist.
Too slow, humans are too slow, and so are horses.
The cavalrymen raised their javelins, and whoosh, before she arrived, golden spots of light rose from the mist.
【Golden Blood】
My heart pounded: Which drop belonged to Brida?! How could she, how could she die like this?
Alexandra raised her sword, its blade brimming with red lines, its veins pulsing with energy. Points of golden light plummeted like meteors into the low sky, but before plunging into the blade, they curved and headed for their true owner.
Attila rushed out from the purple mist. Even though his skin was evaporated and boiled by the golden solution, the blade in his hand did not deviate even a little bit.
Swish, swish, arcs of light appeared, and the blocking cavalry fell one after another.
Sizzle—the golden solution poured into the broken body, dyeing the blood clot into dazzling red gold.
At the same time, Alexandra's movements suddenly faltered, and a tear rolled down her cheek.
Someone left, a soul she had forgotten.
The author has something to say:
Thanks to dreams for making my heart beat and Xiaotai's irrigation~
I'm going to post Attila (Sunny)'s profile picture on WB tonight. She's so beautiful, and the artist is so talented~
Elena: What about me?
Author: You have already made an appointment for a CP picture.
Elena: What about the color pictures?
Author: It will be completed, it will be completed...but it will be a Q version.
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