Chapter 19 The high priest stepped closer to Sarkore among the branches of the tree...
The high priest approached Sakori step by step.
Sakori was a little nervous.
After all, they were just discussing the prison escape plan, and now they met someone who was obviously of high status. It was hard for her not to be nervous.
The high priest stopped and stood one step outside the cell.
Her voice sounded hoarse: "Sakri Face."
Sakori shuddered.
The high priest laughed for no reason, and a little breathy sound came out of his chest, which was a little close to mockery.
"Do you know what you are?"
Of course, Sakeli didn't know, but he guessed a little from his memories.
"Priests of the old gods, sacrifices to the new gods."
You are the chosen priest of the old gods and the most suitable vessel for the new gods.
The conflict could not be reconciled, so they fought for you in Nanxi Harbor, not just because of the long-standing grudge.
The high priest reached out and grasped the bars of the cell. The voice was closer, with a cruel yet gentle feeling.
"Your mother is an absolute fool. She made a deal with the Tower and thought she could save everything."
Cooperating with Gaota is like trying to get the skin of a tiger.
Sakori didn't know why her mother cooperated with Gaota, but she actually knew that her mother gave up on her temporarily because of this.
So what?
Her mother sacrificed her life to give her a chance to continue living freely. Why should she be dissatisfied?
…Even though her mother lost the bet and Sakori did not have freedom, she was still very satisfied.
When she saw that memory, she realized for the first time that there was someone in this world who loved her.
Unconditional love, pure love.
The high priest sneered: "And you are just as foolish as your mother."
"Do you think you can escape the tower by forming an alliance with the rebels or joining forces with the Secret Rune Society?"
So naive that it's laughable.
Sakeli ignored her and turned his head to stare at the wall.
"The rebels are extremely ignorant. They are just a bunch of ants, yet they want to defy the Tower and the gods."
"Those rats of the Secret Mark Society are even more ridiculous. They don't even have the courage to reveal their true faces under the stars, yet they dare to ally with the rebels."
Sakerui thought, this high priest talks a lot.
Maybe she had been in the tower for so long without anyone to talk to that she had lost her mind.
The high priest didn't care whether she was listening or not: "The ceremony will be held in three days."
His indifferent gaze wandered over the sacrifice: "You'd better not harbor any hope of escaping."
Sakeli thought for a long time and finally figured something out.
"Where have I heard you—"
She was interrupted, and the high priest suddenly withdrew his hand from the iron bars and looked at her gloomily.
"Mind your own business."
Then the high priest turned and walked away, looking as if he didn't want to say anything more.
After a while, as if to make sure that the high priest had really left, Shanjue approached quietly.
The two looked at each other across the iron fence.
Shanju: "What does this mean?"
Sakeri frowned in thought, she must have heard the same voice in her memory.
"If I'm not mistaken...she should be my godmother."
“She was very nice to me when I was a kid.”
Shanju's eyes widened, and then he reminded her: "Just because she treated you well before doesn't mean she will treat you well now."
"We haven't even seen each other for over a hundred years. How can there be any emotional foundation?"
What he said made sense, but Sakori always felt that something was overlooked.
"The ceremony will be held in three days. Do you think those people outside are also waiting for three days?"
Three days later, the tower will be closest to victory, and also the most tightly defended.
Shanju agreed with this idea. At such an important moment, Gaota would be more anxious than anyone else.
But precisely because of this, it is more likely than usual to reveal flaws.
The two sat opposite each other in silence, and Shanjue suddenly sighed.
Sakuri: "What's wrong?"
Shanju said, "I'm wondering what's become of the trees I planted."
Will the gods fulfill his wish?
*
"Have you fulfilled the bird's wish?" Li An poked the black cat.
He casually shook his fur and said, "Of course not. Don't worry. I'll go out and collect the payment for the last order later, and then finish this job by the way."
It's such a small matter, it's too lazy to put in much effort.
Li An nodded with great credibility: "That's good."
After all, the bird really loves to cry, and she was afraid that if she didn't handle this matter well, the bird would come to her to cry.
Then she would definitely throw it away and apologize.
Entering the studio, the black cat was startled by the stone statue.
It jumped onto the table: "What did you carve?!"
Li An was confused: "It's just a tree, what's so strange about that?"
Just look at her and then at the half-finished sculpture.
"What's connected to the roots?"
"Human face," Li An said confidently, "Have your eyesight started to deteriorate?"
It can see clearly even if it is choked, but——
The signs of the divine nature's awakening appeared much earlier than it thought. Perhaps the divine nature was not injured from the beginning, but simply lost its memory.
I just don't know when His memory will be restored.
Thinking of this, Black Cat felt that his energy recovery was guaranteed, so he happily parkoured and jumped around in the studio again.
Li An just felt confused.
She walked back to the workbench and picked up the hammer.
Next, she'll refine the tree's crown.
The black cat saw branches hanging down from the treetops.
It was certain that what was hanging among the thin branches could not be a leaf or a bird's nest.
*
Late at night, Sakeli was lying on the soft sleeper, unable to sleep.
She was taken away so suddenly, and before she could thank Lin, Lin must have seen her coming out of the mysterious phenomenon with a book in her hand, but she didn't ask her anything.
She turned over.
Based on observations over the past few days, Lin should not have told anyone about this, not even her teacher.
Book……
Sakori felt under the pillow and his fingers touched hard paper.
The book looked so harmless and ordinary that it was not taken away by the people in the tower.
This was undoubtedly good news for Sakori. She could find an opportunity to bring the book with her before the ceremony began.
It's an extra way out anyway.
Memories sifted through again and again.
She thought of her mother.
...In fact, she didn't believe that her godmother would abandon her, even if hundreds of years had passed.
Maybe she should just pretend to cooperate for a few days and wait quietly for the ceremony to come.
Waiting for a sacrifice that belongs to her.
She sighed softly.
From the other side of the quiet cell, Shanjue's faint voice could be heard.
He said, “You haven’t slept either.”
The two of them scrambled to their feet, huddled in the nearest corner of the two cells, and began chatting again.
Sakori admitted: "Yeah, I was thinking about the things that happened during the day and couldn't sleep at all."
"oh."
"And you?"
Shanju was silent for a while: "I'm still thinking about that tree."
If the gods fulfilled his wish, they would definitely come to him for a reward, right?
He hoped that the gods would come to him.
Sakori asked curiously, "So what kind of tree is it?"
Shanju didn't mention the tree. He said, "Have you heard of the Banyan Clan?"
Sakeli was well-read, and she immediately understood why Shanju cared so much about a tree.
The Rong people have a custom of burying the bodies of their dead members under a tree.
The better the tree grows, the better the tribe members will live in the other world.
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