Chapter 152 Mirror Road
◎It was the reflection of silvered glass, a mirrored road immersed in the earth.◎
The void was shrouded in a blue-purple halo.
A crystal corridor stretches to the horizon, and the world winds outward from both sides of the mirror like slime mold poured into a culture medium.
A lily of the valley hive filled with fairies hangs high in the dome instead of the full moon, while sleeping humans are frozen under the "water surface", forming an inverted foundation.
Click, click.
Her boots pounded against the transparent ice. Alexandra, expressionless, climbed the stairs, approaching the beehive at the top. The lily of the valley's leaves withered, brushing against the tips of her golden hair and the darkening laurel wreath.
"The hatching failed."
Alexandra sneered, raising her hand and gently caressing the false sky. A thick, cold liquid covered the surface. It stopped her claw-like fingers, but the flowers continued to wither at an ever-increasing rate.
Humph, even the fairy among fairies, the Fairy Queen Pixie...cannot escape the destined tragic ending.
They thought they had everything ready, but were tricked by a few humans at the last moment.
Someone used a sacrificial array to activate the false history in advance, causing the access process of a large number of fairies to be interrupted. Others hid in the nodes, constantly absorbing the magic power that the fairies depended on for survival. Even the queen found it difficult to mobilize the power of the virtual world.
We really have to thank them for their hard work, otherwise these fairies would have hatched one after another and attached themselves to humans to act as extras.
Alexandra withdrew her fingers and continued to climb. The light of the crystal shone on her shoulders, and the castle on the high ground appeared out of thin air.
She walked straight through the archway. Layers of mirrors reflected countless shadows. The fairies above her had sweet sleeping faces. They were adorable in the second before they disappeared, but they emitted a burning smell when they disappeared.
Click, the boots stopped.
Alexandra stood directly beneath the giant hive and tapped on the glass pillars. "I know you can hear me, Pixie."
The Fairy Queen did not answer. Her slender body was wrapped in gorgeous wings, like a rose bud about to bloom.
"Do you have any backup plan? If not, I will transform all of you into energy right now. I have the key anyway. Your Crown was damaged by Dragon Fang, so you can't control me with just a defective piece."
Alexandra drew her sword and continued to wait. The sky was still and quiet, with only the snapping sound of withering flowers.
She ran her finger over the crimson incisions on the blade, and with a light touch, she could see a shimmering, golden dust: concentrated golden blood. The Huns only knew that young people would automatically coalesce after death, but they had no idea where the solidified blood of the elderly resided.
It's very simple. The goblins are lazy and only want to collect the condensed blood beads.
This is truly a bold and vicious plan. Even if her subordinates discover in advance that their leader has the ambition to exterminate humanity, she can still carve out a bloody path with this unreasonable sword.
"whee."
An inexplicable laugh emanated from the lilies of the valley, and the malice in it made Alexandra's pupils shrink.
What right did they have to laugh at her? The magic circle was destroyed, the plan was tampered with, the crown was damaged, and even the royal sword was - no!
Her lips parted slightly as she swung the sword vigorously. A clear, resonant ding—the sound of it piercing the air was resounding, but the blood beads within remained solid, emitting no light at all. This "golden blood" was fake! This royal sword wasn't the key at all; they'd switched it!
"Tell me, who has the key?!"
She kicked the glass pillar, and more petals fell, but the fairies remained silent.
hateful--
"Your Highness, someone wants to see you." A huge floor-to-ceiling mirror made a sound.
"who?"
"General Ronnie, and some soldiers."
“…let her come in and wait for me.”
"Yes, sir."
Alexandra cast a gloomy glance at the fairy hive, pulled back the royal sword with force, and stepped into the mirror.
The waves of light flooded as she passed through the mirror, stepping from the crystal world into "reality." This side was also connected to a castle, and outside was the Roman capital, an empty city.
If you want to hide something, the simplest way is to hide it on the "other side" of the overlap.
Wisps of purple mist covered the stone slabs, and anyone seeking an audience had to pass through a forest. The forest they saw was actually the true Roman capital, with the original Roman residents sleeping beneath it, serving as an energy reserve.
They were originally the goblins' backup energy source, but with her switching the magic circle, the goblin hive would be consumed first.
"This is Shadow Rome~"
Hmm, Shadow Rome... Who came up with that name? Shadow of Rome, very fitting.
"Your Highness." A figure half-knelt at the door. She took off her helmet and lowered her head submissively.
"Yeah." Ronnie's voice called back her scattered consciousness. Alexandra said lightly: "Do you still remember my order?"
"I dare not forget, but Your Highness..."
[I'm worried about your safety. Where is this place? Why do the soldiers outside look like foreigners?]
Many questions swirled in her mind, but Ronnie suppressed them and gently nodded her neck. "Ms. Melia presented a precious gift. She said you would definitely like it."
Melia, Melia...
There was a dull pain at the bottom of the crown. Melia, this name was very important. Even the broken crown was trying to stop her from continuing to recall.
She should support anything the goblin opposes.
Alexandra's cold expression finally cracked, and she let out a nearly sinister smile: "Where is the gift? Let me see."
"Yes, there are many treasures, but Ms. Melia said that the most important gift is in the blanket."
Ronnie uncurled her knees, and only then did she notice the thick, rolled-up wool rug behind the door. What could be inside? A map, a potion, the true king's sword... a whirlwind of thoughts raced through her mind.
Swish—Ronnie picked up the edge of the carpet and lifted it up with force!
Bang! A snow-white cat ball slid down quickly and fell face to face with Alexandra.
"Meow." Nini raised her paw modestly, her eyes rolling around.
"cat?"
I should have been furious, but she was just so adorable.
Alexandra stretched out her finger and scratched the kitten's nose. The kitten stared at her face without blinking, as if hesitating about something.
"Why, do you want to eat some dried fish?"
"Meow," the cat meowed halfway, its nose and eyes wrinkled together. "I prefer beef and mutton. Also, since I didn't say hello just now, should I call you mom or half mom?"
Oh no! Since there's still half of Elena here, the Elena I saw earlier must be half of Mom. I was careless and called the wrong name! Mom said I should be careful with my words.
"Nini, you can't say that!"
The blanket on the ground twitched again, without any wind. With a snap, a delicate arm stretched out from it, then fluttered for a few seconds and stopped moving.
"Mom, let me help you~" The kitten ran to the blanket and pulled it hard, making it fall apart.
The soft gauze skirt swept across the ground, and Alexandra unconsciously raised her hand and caught the spinning girl steadily.
"Good shot!" the cat applauded.
"Mommy is not a ball! Don't compare others to balls in the future." Melia was angry and amused, and she hooked her arm around Alexandra's neck to teach the kitten a lesson.
"Oh~"
Who are you? The question vanished in an instant.
No need to ask, she is...the wife I chose.
Alexandra took the girl's face in her arms and kissed her.
When their lips parted, Melia pinched her shyly: "Hate it, Nini is still here~"
"Why do you hate me?" The kitten popped its head out in dissatisfaction and ran around.
Alexandra's icy blue eyes were reflected in her emerald pupils. Hard armor covered most of her body, and her crown was as sharp as a bone spur, dotted with rubies.
【Half mother.】
Melia calmed down and asked quietly, "Should I call you Elena or Alexandra?"
"Alexandra," she answered without hesitation, catching the sadness in that moment: the girl expected her to answer Elena, not Alexandra.
Realizing this, a strange tingling sensation shot through his heart, even more...unpleasant than the crown on his head.
"It's fate that brought you back to me." She put her hand on Melia's cheek and said, "Have a good sleep here. I will prepare a grand wedding."
The little kitten turned around in confusion: "Does Mommy need to sleep?" They slept in the blanket all the way.
The two mothers held her so tightly that she couldn't put her head in.
"I..." Melia was about to respond when her eyelids suddenly drooped. Oh no, why am I so tired... Magic?
Snap, snap, snap. The Rose Princess, bound by layers of yarn, could not turn the glittering pages. In her cold embrace, she breathed softly and sank into a deep sleep.
"Come on, Nini, your mother needs to rest."
Alexandra held Melia horizontally in her arms, as if she were holding a bouquet of beautiful roses. She took a step toward the mirror, but felt someone step on her cloak.
"Wait a minute, half-mom." The kitten blinked: "You haven't seen the gifts yet."
…
The moon rose into the night sky. Attila raised his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Hey, that's interesting. Sometimes it's day, sometimes it's night?"
Even a fool could see that there was something haunted in this forest.
"Wang, we really..."
"Really, what else could it be?" Attila turned around with a smile, scaring them so much that they trembled all over.
"No, no, no, we dare not. We will attack wherever the king points!"
Could an enemy be more brutal than the Golden King? The King has finally returned to normal, so don't provoke her.
The Huns forced themselves to ignore the eerie, terrifying purple mist surrounding them and continued forward, following Attila's steed. The moon, high in the sky, waxed and waned, even tinged with a crimson hue.
As the moonlight grew dim, they lit torches.
Trample, tramp, tramp, the earth is shaking, and the sound of orderly horse hooves can be heard behind.
"Turn." Attila said succinctly. The bravest of the two will prevail when they meet on a narrow road. There was a dark forest on either side, leaving no room for maneuver!
They turned their horses simultaneously, only to see Roman cavalry approaching from behind. Each of them wore only leather armor and carried two long swords. Leading them was none other than the Roman Regent, Elena!
Clank, clank, clank, clank, both sides drew their weapons as quickly as possible, ready to engage in close combat at any time.
Just before engaging in hand-to-hand combat, Attila suddenly raised his head and shouted to the rapidly approaching regent: "Do you think this world is real or fake?"
"Of course it is—fake!"
clang!
Sparks flew as scimitars collided, and his gilded eyes lit up with excitement: "That's great, do you want to come along?"
Crack!
"What's coming?"
"Of course... Hey!"
Attila used all his strength to block Elena's blade and stopped his horse: "Rescue my dear sister Melia~"
"What if I say no?"
Elena looked warily at the unreliable Hun. They had gathered enough intelligence along the way, and no one had forgotten to emphasize, "Don't go against the Golden King. She's crazy."
"Ah, that can't be helped."
Negotiations failed? Elena gripped the hilt of her knife, calculating the angle for her next charge.
Attila smiled brightly and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't go. We will send you an invitation on the day of the wedding."
"What……"
"Retreat!" The Golden King cunningly urged his horse, and he and his horse galloped away for a long distance: "And Nini, don't worry~ I will treat her as my own daughter--"
"Huh?! Get back here!"
Elena chased after him: "What I mean is - it's enough for me to go by myself!!"
The two commanders vanished without a trace in an instant, leaving the Huns stunned and the Romans even more bewildered. Everyone looked at each other, then for a moment, they sheathed their weapons and pretended nothing had happened.
Huh~ A Hun raised a torch, and in the light of the fire, silver-white spots of light slowly emerged.
It was the reflection of silvered glass, a mirrored road dipped into the earth.
The author has something to say:
Thanks to Fujimaru Hakuno and nanaya_scarlet's Lei Lei~
Thanks to Bai Mu, Kejia, and Don't Want to Get Up for the irrigation~
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