The azure crystals emit dazzling light.
Xia put his spiritual power into it, and then let the gentle force lead his consciousness to the heights of the spiritual world.
Long-distance communication technology, like the two-way teleportation array... is also a cutting-edge magical technology that all countries in the Western Continent have spared no effort to develop and has been classified as highly confidential information.
After all, as long as one has a little strategic vision, one can clearly know... how great the strategic value of this magical technology that can ignore distance and communicate in real time is.
On the battlefield, even a few minutes' difference in intelligence transmission can make a world of difference, and may directly determine the outcome of a battle.
Of course, although they all have similar communication technology, it is slightly different from the Empire's use of "Astral Spirits" to build communication circuits in the astral realm... The Theocracy's technology is achieved through the spirit realm.
Gradually, a blurry light appeared in front of Char.
He watched the blurry spots of light gradually converge, and at the same time, he removed the Tsukuyomi that disguised himself as a saint.
Having been a character weird in the Remnants of History for more than half a year, and pretending to be indifferent and concerned about the country and the people all day long, Char is now a little ptsd about the word "faint smile".
...
...
After a few seconds, the blurred spots of light converged into a clear picture.
The girl sat at the desk, writing something intently.
The sunset glow fell on her fair, delicate face. Her long, jet-black hair fell over her shoulders, fluttering slightly in the evening breeze.
She held a pen in her right hand and played with a small doll in her left hand. There were several lines of mysterious characters written on the surface of the doll.
With Xia's experience, he could tell that those lines of text were the language of the succubus, often used to make contracts and curses...
This is an ancient ritual among succubi, and Diris had once mentioned it to him in casual conversation.
According to ancient legends, when a succubus girl meets a man she likes and wants to spend the rest of her life with, she will create a doll that looks exactly like her, and then write a love curse on it, making the man fall hopelessly in love with her.
The small doll also has black hair and black eyes, and the curves of its face are not so straight and hard, but rather a little soft.
Simply put... the appearance of this doll is not 90% similar to Char, but it can only be said to be exactly the same.
"Who is looking for..." A lazy and pleasant female voice just sounded, and then she froze slightly: "Xia Ya."
The black-haired girl hurriedly hid the Char doll in her hand behind her back.
But her hasty and panicky movement knocked the book she was writing on the wooden table off the table, causing the words on the book to be clearly displayed on the image screen of the spiritual world communication.
Although after just a few seconds, the exquisite book was slammed shut by the other party.
But with Xia's mental strength now reaching the fifth level, just a few seconds was enough for him to memorize the words on the open book.
[The young beastmaster with black hair and black eyes, and a snowfield marten on his shoulder, looked at the girl from the Holy Court in front of him. His cold face showed a faint smile, evil and arrogant, with an unruly and bohemian tone: "Interesting woman, you have successfully attracted my attention. But have you ever thought that you are just playing..."]
Looking at the Saint of Dawn in front of him, who had a panicked expression and a slightly blushed face.
Char's face was expressionless.
"Is this your new trick to make me like you?"
As Char spoke, the light curtain of the spirit world communication paused slightly.
The next moment.
On the pretty face of the Saint of Dawn, the blush that was like cloud and mist, as well as the shyness and anger...all disappeared.
She took a step back slightly, and through the image of the spiritual world communication, she looked at Xia with her chestnut eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her pretty face.
"I miscalculated."
The Saint of Dawn stretched out her white fingers and played with the Char doll between her fingers.
Her temperament also changed accordingly. She was no longer an aristocratic girl who chanted poems about flowers and loved butterflies, but was more like a solitary orchid in a valley.
It is beautiful, yet shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Young and immature, he doesn't care about worldly matters. In order to be with his beloved, he even went so far as to seek out the method to cast the succubus curse."
"She even wrote her lover into her novel and made him the hero...but she was a proud girl who tried her best to hide her feelings when her lover discovered them."
"I thought you would like this kind of character."
There was a hint of resentment in the girl's voice.
"Even though I know it's fake."
"But I didn't see even a moment of excitement from my husband. I am really disappointed."
"Is my charm as a woman... so unbearable?"
"So where did you learn to address each other as husband and concubine?"
"Of course I read it from the novel published by Char-san at the Royal Book Society..."
The Saint of Dawn took a step back and looked at the bookcase beside her with a dim gaze.
I saw rows of books neatly arranged on the bookshelf.
Char looked up and saw: The Count of Monte Cristo, The Story of Abin the Brave, The Revenge of Hammerlet, The Three Musketeers, The Girl of White Pity...
They are all my own masterpieces.
"I have collected and organized every one of your works."
"And I will try to write that novel, and I also want to understand your inner world more deeply from the perspective of a creator..."
The girl's voice, which was pleasant but tinged with resentment, also made Xia feel a little helpless.
The Saint of Dawn in front of him was the second person of the same age as him, besides Xiao Ai.
The two met in the city of arcane, the city of knowledge - Lugia, but at that time she was not yet the Saint of the Dawn.
The three of them spent more than a year together.
Later, Char and Airola went to the Imperial Capital, while the other went to the Holy Court.
A few years later, news came from the Holy Court that a new generation of Saint of the Dawn had been established.
Although theoretically speaking, the Saint of Dawn and Xiao Ai can both be considered as Xia's childhood sweetheart.
However, her personality is completely different from Airola's.
If Xiao Ai is like a blank sheet of paper, one can see through the underlying color at a glance, then her relationship with Xia Ya is actually more like that of an old married couple...
Then the Saint of Dawn is like an obscure book that is difficult to understand.
Every communication is bound to involve some teasing...but it is hard to tell the true intention behind the deep love and affectionate words.
Of course, teasing is always a two-way street.
Anyway, Char didn't feel that he suffered any loss at all.
"In fact, originally, there might be a moment of excitement."
"But recently, I've been having some stress disorder because of the people around me, so I can't really get excited."
"The one next to you?"
The Saint of Dawn paused for a moment.
Her beautiful chestnut eyes lingered on Xia Ya's face for a moment: "With Xiao Ai's arrogant and three-no personality, she definitely won't be able to lower herself to play a role."
"So, it's the Blue Silver Witch Queen?"
"It's a pity you didn't become a detective..."
Char sighed sincerely. "By the way, have the details of the dinner at the Borgia family and the news about Silvia reached the Holy See?"
Although from Char's perspective, he has already spent more than half a year in the remnants of history...
But in reality, it is only the second day after the dinner.
Given the speed at which information spreads in the Western Continent, it shouldn't have been spread to everyone so quickly.
"The official news hasn't arrived yet... But I am a saint of the Church after all, so of course I have my own channels."
The Saint of Dawn paused for a moment.
"Although the relationship between the Wild Wolf Warwick and the Borgia master Guderian has not yet been confirmed."
"However, on the Arbitration Panel's side, the Borgia family has been expelled from its partnership with the Holy See."
"Thank you."
Char nodded.
He naturally knew that such a decision would take more than half a year if the normal process was followed...but now that a decision could be made quickly on the second day after the incident, it was undoubtedly due to the promotion of the Saint of Dawn in front of him.
After the death of the head of the family, Guderian, in battle, the cooperative relationship with the Holy See became the Borgia family's greatest umbrella of protection.
Now that this relationship has been severed, it will undoubtedly be much easier for Isadela to target the Borgia family.
With the skills of the second princess, it is entirely possible to completely dismember this once most powerful oath family and prevent it from ever rising again.
Although theoretically speaking, most of the Borgia family were unaware of Ceylon's affairs, since he was his enemy, Char would not show mercy.
After all, ask yourself, what would happen if, after Char had wiped out his entire enemy family, he saw a little boy who looked at him with hatred just like he did back then?
Then he is most likely the type who will say, "I hid better than you did back then, I will kill you next time we meet." or "I didn't expect we would meet again so soon."
"Oh, and Histalia..."
The beautiful chestnut eyes of the Saint of Dawn moved slightly.
"She is the one favored by the God of Dawn. She has a cardinal who supports her. She is also one of the thirteen candidates for the Sainthood."
"So, the decision to exclude her from the God's Favor has not yet been truly implemented..."
The Saint of Dawn looked at Char deeply, smiled sweetly, and raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "Classmate Char, are you interested in turning Histalia into your flannel ball?"
"Although she hid it very well, this only daughter of your enemy, the one favored by the God of Dawn, is actually a lesbian..."
"I have plenty of evidence about her to offer if you want."
The beautiful eyes of the Saint of Dawn were dim: "Given Histalia's current situation, the entire Borgia family is counting on her for support."
"Once the news that she is a concubine is confirmed, Histalia will no longer have a foothold in either the Holy See or the Empire, let alone gaining the support of the Holy See to revive the family..."
"If you use this as a threat, you will make Histalia obey you..."
"In fact, it shouldn't be a big problem if you can do whatever you want with Star Fury."
Xia paused and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Histalia should be a loyal admirer of yours. I think everything she says and does is imitating you."
"Is it really appropriate to sell out your loyal female licker like this?"
"It's really a lickspittle...but so what."
The beautiful chestnut eyes of the Saint of Dawn turned slightly cold: "Who made me such a bad woman who is not only treacherous but also holds grudges..."
The cold look only flashed for a moment, and soon a smile appeared on her pretty face again.
"So, Char-san, how are you thinking about this?"
"I'll turn your enemy's only daughter into a flannel ball that belongs only to you... You can roll her into a ball, flatten her, and rub her on the ground. Don't you want to take revenge?"
"Besides, she is a favored one of the gods of the Dawn, a future saint. If you take this opportunity to firmly bring her under your control, it will be equivalent to gaining another chess piece in the Holy Court."
Xia thought for a moment and said, "Although what you said is indeed quite attractive, let's just forget it."
"Since she is a girl who admires you, I am a little worried about the fish in my own fish pond getting tangled in wings."
After hearing Xia's answer, the faint smile on the pretty face of the Saint of Dawn became more distinct.
"I didn't expect that Char-san would be so possessive of me..."
She smiled contentedly, looking at Char with undisguised affection in her eyes.
"I'm a little happy... Char-san has me in his heart."
Bad women are really hard to understand...
Char couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
I miss my little angel Aurora.
But soon, the Saint of Dawn restrained her smile and sat up straight again.
"Okay, Char-san, let's get back to business."
There was some resentment in her words: "I know you wouldn't contact me without any other reason... Otherwise, you wouldn't have kept it from me that you were going to deal with the Borgia family."
"It is true that there are some serious matters."
Char nodded. "Over at the Steam School, how is the completion of the mechanical spark I ordered?"
The fifth soul-bound pet he prepared for himself was of the mechanical type.
The reason why Char asked the Saint of Dawn for help on this matter was because this girl was the most talented mechanic that Char knew.
Except for the Holy Light Spirit that she had to contract as the Saint of Dawn, every soul contract she made was with a mechanical pet.
The Saint of the Dawn transformed into a Mechanical Valkyrie.
Although the style of painting is a bit off, it's really quite exciting.
…
The two had already discussed the matter of Char's fourth mechanical pet many times.
Now the communication is just to confirm the pick-up time, which can be completed quickly.
"Well then, Char-san, see you in the City of Knowledge."
"Remember, this is a secret that belongs only to the two of us..."
Saint Dawn placed her slender white fingers between her lips, touched them lightly, and spoke with a smile.
The next moment, the azure communication crystal flickered slightly, then faded, ending the communication.
A secret that belongs only to two people?
Xia was still somewhat confused about the meaning of the last message from the Saint of Dawn.
But then, as his mental power withdrew from the spiritual world channel, Xia understood the meaning of the other party's words.
Behind yourself.
The blonde girl was sitting quietly beside the bed, wiping the silver gun between her knees.
Airola looked at Char calmly, tilted her head, and revealed a beautiful smile.
"Char-san..."
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