Feeling the soft touch on the back of his head, Ash sneered in his heart!

Oh!

Who do you take me for?

Although the pillow was indeed very comfortable, how could I be so easily tricked by my lover?

With such rational thoughts in his mind, Ash felt his morale rising steadily. But he suddenly found that Sonia and Diya were looking at him calmly, with no fluctuations in their eyes, as if they were looking at a corpse.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"After all, you've been held by her for almost thirty seconds, and you've only noticed us now because you're so engrossed in her embrace. We can only watch you like this."

"What, it's been thirty seconds? Wasn't it only three seconds? This must be a miracle! My lover, you actually secretly cast a miracle on me!? I was wrong about you!"

After a second of thinking, Denzel was sure that Ash would not be able to refuse her request. She had already won the man over. So she looked at Diya and said, "I found some information that may affect your answer. In return for the information, I hope you will not pursue my actions just now, and try your best to help me when I answer - at least don't interfere with me."

Sonia snorted coldly, but she didn't say anything, just looked at Diya.

Diya blinked and agreed decisively: "Okay."

Denzel was also straightforward: "Ever since my lover (Sonia) confirmed the correct answer through her eyes in the first question, I have been paying attention to the characteristics of the eyes of the people in the painting, and then I found that the witch's eyes are exactly the same as the woman in the painting."

Eyes?

Diya looked at the witch suddenly, and the witch looked back at her with the same smile on her face. However, the latter's smile at this time was like seeing a cockroach at the bottom of a bowl, and every hair on her body bent.

She looked down at the painting again. The princess in the painting naturally had no smile. Her golden and white robe had no wrinkles, and every strand of hair was in place. Even her eyelashes were neatly arranged. The princess seemed to be a perfect woman that could only exist in a painting. Every bit of color interpreted the meaning of nobility, which was completely different from the happy witch.

However, her pupils revealed the same...arrogance as the witch.

It's like the arrogance of treating everything in the world as puppets.

…

Perception is being rewoven and rationality is being reconstructed.

When Diya came to her senses, she found herself in a strange place and everyone else was gone.

This is a room in a high tower, and the night sky outside the window is lulling the city to sleep. Diya is lying on the bed in a silk nightgown, seemingly about to fall asleep - or just waking up.

When she stepped barefoot on the marble floor, the coolness on her feet was so real that she even doubted whether the adventure in the wooden house just now was just a dream.

There were voices and footsteps outside the door. For no reason, Diya felt a strong urge in her heart. She tiptoed to the door, put her ear to the only super alloy automatic door in the room, and listened to the words in the passage:

Middle-aged female voice: "...She goes to bed on time at 12 o'clock every day, and then plays "Ode to Joy" once an hour for the armor-wearing ceremony, without any mistakes."

A pleasant and cold female voice: "Three."

The middle-aged woman's voice became slightly anxious: "Yes... During the armor-wearing ceremony on the 16th, the princess suddenly turned over in bed. This was the biggest accident of the month."

A cold female voice: "Two."

Middle-aged female voice: "Princess No. 23 said she wanted to eat red velvet cake, so I asked the kitchen to make one... I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

A cold female voice: "One."

After a brief silence, the middle-aged female voice suddenly wailed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I, I just don't understand why the princess is being imprisoned like this, why..."

"That's why I secretly asked the Gospel about the armor ceremony. I'm sorry, I thought Your Majesty wanted to..."

"After all, there is a rumor in the palace that the reason why Your Majesty can stay young forever is because..."

"I really like the princess, I just don't want... But now I fully understand your good intentions, Your Majesty. I fully understand. The princess will definitely be grateful for your training, and will inherit the glory of Yisu in the weaving ceremony and become a saint again -"

All sounds stopped abruptly.

The world was so quiet that only the first person's heartbeat could be heard.

Diya didn't know why she was getting more and more nervous, and every hair on her body seemed to be trembling.

despair.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the door.

The number of footsteps.

Only one person.

…

"Hey."

The witch's voice pulled her back from the tower to the cabin: "What is your answer?"

The voice in her mind exploded instantly, and Diya realized that the voices of the residents in the tower had always been very quiet. Now it seems that it was not that they had grown up, but that their voices were blocked by some force and had not erupted until now.

The strong emotions of the sisters had broken through Diya's rational defenses. She didn't even have the strength to bite Ash. She could only use her last bit of strength to say: "It's the third option..."

After saying that, she fainted directly in Sonia's arms.

"Don't worry." The witch stopped Ash and the others from rudely waking her up: "For her, this is a normal mental fluctuation. She just needs to rest for a while. If you are worried, just throw her out of the cabin. She will return to normal after she regains her memory."

"The treasure bound to this question is... never mind, you've already fainted."

The witch seemed to be a little bored, and shot two rays of light at Diya, then went to sit with Sword Lady. However, Sword Lady seemed to dislike her a little, and directly moved her butt away, and then the witch pressed closer step by step.

As the two phantoms were struggling, the Queen took the picture book from the table and said, "Then the next question is your second one..."

“It’s also his first question.”

At some point, the viewer had already brought his favorite chair to the dining table.

The Queen looked at him in surprise: "You want to work with me on the questions?"

"Any questions?" the viewer asked back, "Your question is exactly the same as mine..."

impossible!

Ash and Denzel had never met before entering the cabin, how could they have the same questions! ?

Countless words stuck in her throat, but the queen could only nod expressionlessly. As a phantom, she still had to abide by the phantom mechanism and could not reveal any information about the answer to the question.

“The question is very simple.”

The viewer flipped open the album and saw the girl with the eye mask that Denzel wanted to "live and die together" in the picture: "You just have to guess who this girl is."

“First, the missionary saints who redeemed the world.”

"Second, the secret think tank of the first emperor."

"Third," the viewer glanced at Ash and Denzel, "the incarnation of the gospel of the Omniscient Weaver."