Especially the same blue eyes as Aisuen.
Oh, let me be the one protecting you guys.
Holding his daughter in his arms, he quickened his pace and soon they were on the ridge of the field.
This is not in Hitzfeld Manor, but outside.
This is a special task assigned to them by the "Mistress".
[From now on, please try to communicate in a mysterious way. ]
Xia Yibing touched her daughter's forehead.
[We used it once in the market, you know how to do it, right? ]
【I can.】
Emily looked around curiously.
【but why……?】
[Didn’t you say you wanted to be a detective? I won’t tell you, so you have to guess.]
[Someone is eavesdropping.] Emily gave the answer almost instantly, [Normally people can't do this kind of thing... Is it the evil god?]
【Not entirely true.】
[Is there a traitor? Someone from Shadow City? ]
【Not entirely true.】
[It can’t be—] Emily’s eyes widened suddenly.
Wait a minute.
So, in that case, tonight's party actually has a deeper meaning?
I was thinking that my mother’s willingness to organize this kind of activity showed that she wasn’t nervous… So the “battle” started from then on?
【Mother……】
She spoke through "Mystery" with some fear.
[Could it be that the person you suspect is...could it be...? ]
[They are all descendants of gods, so she is indeed the most likely one. ]
Xia Yibing sighed.
[We are not guarding against her, but against her being killed or replaced. ]
【That--】
[Relax, since we discovered this hidden danger in advance, we will definitely not let it happen. She will be protected. Didn't your mother let her stay at the manor tonight? ]
The two exchanged information unscrupulously through "mystery", but to outsiders, Xia Yibing was just walking on the ridge of the field with her daughter in her arms.
Walking forward, darkness suddenly appeared in front of me.
Those are not fields. They are not in shadow due to lack of light... They are darkness, which is the protagonist discussed by everyone during this period - the Eclipse.
The darkness of the abyss and the shadows of the night are connected together, making it appear boundless, as if it has swallowed up the entire world, and its edge is even close to the starry sky.
The black-haired goddess seemed to be here only to do some research and experiment. She held her daughter in one hand and summoned a small pitch-black flame with the other hand. She placed it in front of her forehead, paused for a moment, and then flicked it away.
"Pong!"
There was a slight noise coming from the darkness below, which was the sound of invisible pollution being burned, indirectly reflecting that "only the flame itself had an effect."
"It can't be a 'secret history'..."
The goddess stared down thoughtfully and tried a few more times, but got the same result each time.
She seemed to have given up, thinking it was pointless, and turned to whisper to her daughter, making Emily laugh.
They went away along the way they came.
Only the darkness knew that just after they disappeared, a pitch-black figure condensed at the bottom of the abyss.
The figure kept staring at the direction they left, and it took a while before it sank and disappeared.
late at night.
At Hitzfell Manor, the hostess is arranging accommodation for the guests.
"Is this really good?"
Alwin looked at the bottles and jars on the table next to him, and then at the solemn-looking silver-haired goddess.
She doesn't mind living in someone else's studio...but if the owner here is a god, isn't this a place that is too private?
Especially this bed. The quilt was even folded when I came in. There was no doubt that it was the bed that Aisuen had slept in and used. Wouldn't it be too much for me to sleep here?
"It's for your protection," Hitzfeld told her. "In fact, I was planning on going there tonight to see for myself."
experience?
Is she talking about the "Temple of the Sacrificial"?
Alwyn frowned.
It’s not impossible…Emily can act as a key, so it doesn’t make sense that Hitzfeld, who has the real key—the Divine Eye—would not be able to get in.
But is it too sudden?
Elwin had prepared herself mentally for being kept behind. She thought the other party wanted to take the opportunity to discuss more details with her.
For example, the elements of the temple, whether Lika-Haven can be trusted, whether the method she said should be tried, and so on.
It’s not that you can’t go, but at least that’s something you have to do after you’ve finalized your plans.
How could anyone be like her and just set off right away?
Isn’t she afraid of accidents happening?
"I have some things that need to be verified urgently." Hitzfeld just comforted her like this.
"It's fine."
"I don't have to sleep tonight. I'll take care of this room."
Now that you've said that, I don't think I can refuse.
But there is one thing that Alvin feels needs to be made clear.
"Lika Harwin thought I had obtained the Divine Eye." She said seriously, "One of the important reasons why I rejected her was that I couldn't show the Divine Eye in front of her. I'm not sure if her attitude towards me will change after she finds out about this."
What she meant was that she was not sure whether she would still have the same attitude after Lika Harwin discovered the existence of Hitzfeld, that is, after she found out that "the Eye of God was not obtained by Harwin".
Will she be dissatisfied?
Will she make unreasonable demands?
It's hard to say. Alwin feels that these things need to be made clear because she doesn't want to be involved with her ancestors' plans. She doesn't want to destroy the friendship she has established with the Goddess of Shadow Night.
You're really overthinking it...
There was sympathy in Hitzfeld's eyes when he looked at him.
You may not know it yet, but the little bastard has already set his sights on you.
Although this may just be some kind of hazy feeling, and it hasn't crossed that line or reached that standard, it is enough to change my impression of you...
Well……
This feeling is really amazing...
Alwin noticed the strangeness of her attitude, but she said nothing and obediently went to take a bath as arranged by the hostess.
Hitzfeld did not go. Sometimes she would choose to wash in the morning when she had to work all night. Now she returned to her bedroom alone and began to examine the three relics sent by Annual Rings.
They are a set of plain metal carving knives, a pair of ornate dragon horns inlaid with various gemstones, and a few fragments of pages with bizarre characters written on them.
These things don't seem to be anything special to mortals - even to extraordinary people, otherwise they wouldn't have been gathering dust in the treasure house of the tree people for so many years.
But it fell into the hands of the goddess of shadow night.
In particular, when Hitzfeld revealed his dark golden left eye and stared at them, she immediately saw violent ripples of time on their surface.
It was like layers of water waves spreading into the void, to such an extent that she hardly needed to make any effort to trace back. She suspected that if she reached out and touched the ripples, she would be forcibly pulled into a story.
I really want to...
She couldn't control her thoughts.
It will take a while for Alvin to finish washing anyway, so why don’t I choose one first?
How about a carving knife?
It looks a bit more honest...
The finger was getting closer and closer to the carving knife on the left, and at this moment, the sound of flapping wings was heard.
Hitzfeld immediately retracted his hand and saw the Blood Crystal Crow flapping its wings and landing on the bookcase, staring at him with its eyes.
"You called me back, what's the matter?"
Let's wait a little longer...
Hitzfeld completely gave up the idea of looking back and instead told Blood Crystal Crow about some of the discoveries he and Xia Yibing had made during this period.
Of course, this was necessary - as the King of Blood Origin, an elder who had survived the last era, he should have been able to leave some information behind even if he had forgotten a lot. If these things were told to the Blood Crystal Crow, the Blood Crystal Crow might be able to compare them with those vague impressions one by one and work out the truth.
Why wouldn't she use this convenience?
This is not a game, she won't be so willful as to guess it herself.
"Three hundred years...you have discovered it to this extent!?"
After hearing the description, Blood Crystal Crow was greatly impressed.
"Shadow Night, Divine Eye...this power is a perfect match for you."
"So what does the mentor think?" Hitzfeld asked tentatively.
"That woman in the blue dress...Schneit Harry, could she be the surviving Haradini?"
"'Harry' does sound similar, but you didn't actually see what she did, which is not something I recommend you be completely sure of."
The crow thought for a while and then said solemnly.
"Of course, this is just a hypothesis." The girl nodded, "I want to know how to find her."
"A descendant of God who has already betrayed."
"You know, if we don't find her, Namibia's night will never be peaceful."
"She will keep sending messages there..." Crow narrowed his eyes, "This is not going to be easy."
The hair found in the place of origin has proved one thing, that is, the other party can also enter and exit that place freely without even alarming Ying Ye.
Only the descendants of God have this authority, and they must be descendants of God who have the bloodline of the previous generation's mother tree, that is, Amen-Hawin.
Such a character... the other party is also recognized by Namiya. If she is determined to hide and refuses to come out, there is basically no way to deal with her here.
All she had to do was keep hiding and wait for the gray fog army and the evil god army to arrive. She would be invincible.
Now let me think of this solution... Even for me, it's hard to do it...
"I can't tell."
Finally the crow shook his head.
"I can make some suggestions... such as having some extremely important people appear in the world to lure her out, but we all know that this is impossible."
Let's assume that it's Haradini. If you want to lure her out, you can either transform into Harvin or the other three sisters.
But this is impossible...
With this ability, we don't need to worry about the gray fog anymore...
"It is possible."
Hitzfeld looked at the crow meaningfully.
"After all, you also said that it is 'change'."
"As the King of Blood, the only queen of the Mimics, the reformer and master of Mimicry Transfiguration."
