Chapter 212: New Grand Arbitrator Ligeia

Isabel finally took Ligeia to change clothes.

Although the newborn Ligeia was somewhat resistant to wearing such little girl's clothes. But after she was finally changed, she still looked in the mirror happily.

"When I was a child, I rarely wore skirts, always trousers."

Ligeia walked among them in Isabel's light yellow nightgown: "It was mainly because I was very active at that time. There were no girls among my peers. I often played with boys in the village.

"Sometimes we would go fishing, sometimes we would go to get bird eggs. We climbed over mountains and reached very high peaks, and then we couldn't get down - some people even accidentally fell down and broke their legs. When we slowly slid down, our clothes and pants had become tattered.

"I once got up in the middle of the night, sneaked out of the house, and went to explore the cemetery with my friends in the early morning. I also secretly took stones to break the windows of the church, just because the pastor was usually very fierce to us..."

These were all stories she had never told anyone when she was Meg. As a result, now that "Meg is dead", she started to talk non-stop.

As if she was missing something, or commemorating something.

- After all, from today on, Meg will never be seen again. The only one left is the new Ligeia.

Because of this, Ligeia does not want Meg to be completely forgotten - although Meg is respected and valued as the strongest person in Avalon, few people know what kind of person Meg really is.

In the cognition of most people, Meg is just a guardian, a symbol of invincibility.

She has no offspring, and she has no family. Her old friends, partners, colleagues, and even her first love have almost died of old age. The remaining friends who are still alive are also very old.

She has no memorials of her own.

Then, at least "Ligeia" herself must never forget that Meg once existed.

The contract she signed with Huantiansi is engraved in her heart, reminding her every moment - she must not stop because of contentment. From now on, she will be reborn again and again, gradually discarding all traces of her old self, until even the outline of humanity disappears completely.

But unexpectedly, she is not nervous or sad about this. Instead, she is eager to try.

... Perhaps she has had a strong tendency to transcend the path since she doesn't know when.

If not, she would not have fallen in love with and married the demon as an inspector...

Ligeia quickly sorted out this delicate mood - after all, she was once "Meg", with a strong and resolute heart.

"Let's go, let's go and see Sophia first!"

Ligeia's face once again hung that carefree, carefree and happy smile: "I'll treat you to delicious food later!"

Compared with just now, this smile has a bit more pure innocence. Ligeia is obviously adapting to her new body quickly.

"I'll state in advance," Aiwass sat in a wheelchair, somewhat helpless, "I don't eat fried chicken in the morning."

He still had to continue to disguise himself in front of outsiders... This had saved him several times.

"Oh, you talk as if I only know fried chicken."

Ligeia said dissatisfiedly: "I usually go shopping in Glass Island when I have nothing to do. I'm sure most people don't eat as well as I do.

"I know where to buy delicious food and good wine by heart - although I don't smoke myself, I occasionally buy cigarettes for Arius. I also remember several of his private collections of tobacco shops."

Saying this, Ligeia was a little worried: "But with this body, it may not be convenient to buy wine and cigarettes. If I could be seventeen or eighteen years old..."

"Maybe after a few more rituals, I'll be older. "

Evans comforted casually.

Ligeia was too talkative. At first, he would respond politely. When he found that he could talk non-stop without responding to Ligeia, he decided to stop and take a rest.

Meg used to have a loud voice, and now Ligeia has inherited this characteristic. Children's voices are sharper and more penetrating, and can be heard from a long distance. [] Therefore, guards and servants came to check the situation.

For those who asked in a gentle voice, Ligeia pointed at Isabel and asked her to deal with it; and for those who came to ask aggressively, she just said "[Stand aside], you have nothing to do here" She drove him away.

She had no intention of hiding her identity. It was rather absurd to say that rejuvenation was outrageous.

The extremely familiar Dragon Blood Law also made people stop trying to stop her—it was useless to stop her anyway. Among the guards who came to stop her, there was even a fourth-level arbitrator. As a result, Ligeia glared at him, called him by name, and drove him away.

The other party was originally very worried about the queen's safety and suspected that Isabel and Aiwass were held hostage. But after hearing the familiar Dragon Blood Law and being scolded by the other party in a familiar tone, the other party immediately understood Ligeia's identity, and his frown suddenly relaxed, and he let the man go with a smile.

Then a strange scene appeared in the Palace of Silver and Tin: a little girl whom no one knew, and Princess Isabel, who rarely left her room, ran rampant in the palace, and no one dared to stop her. The strangest thing is that she actually has two horns on her head, which doesn't look like a human being.

Queen Sofia is very old and her sleep is shallow and short.

By this time she had finished her breakfast, put on her glasses and started working in the study.

Ligeia burst into the Queen's office without making an appointment or knocking on the door.

But Sophia wasn't panicked either. When she saw Ligeia, the Queen's eyes immediately focused on the dragon horns on her head.

Queen Sofia looked at Ligeia hesitantly, then looked at Aiwass and Isabel who came in immediately and got into wheelchairs, and Lily who followed slowly at the back.

"Guess who I am?"

Ligeia grinned.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar smile on the girl's face - that kind of bad and arrogant smile that is not annoying, Sophia smiled helplessly: "You have become younger... Meg."

"Tsk, boring. How did you know it was me? Is it because little Isa is here?" Ligeia was a little disappointed.

"Between your eyebrows, you can still see some traces of your youth."

The old lady smiled kindly and gently: "Come on, girl. Let me hug you?"

"You actually remember what I looked like before..."

Ligeia murmured under her breath.

She herself has forgotten what she used to be like.

There were no cameras in that era, and she couldn't afford a painter to paint her portrait. What is in the past is in the past and will never come back.

Somewhat surprisingly, Ligeia did not resist Sophia's request for a hug.

She leaned forward and hugged Sophia tightly.

"I can smell the old man's odor on you now. I couldn't smell it at all before... is it because my own smell is too strong?"

Ligeia whispered: "It looks like an old book taken out of the basement, or like an old house covered in dust. It has the aura of being watched by amber."

"This is old age. This is the smell of death."

Queen Sofia lowered her eyes and spoke calmly.

Her eyes were swollen and purple, and the skin on her face had lost its elasticity.

"What shall I call you?"

Sophia said gently: "Is it still Meg?"

"Ligeia."

Ligeia replied: "My current name is Ligeia - it was given to me by Aiwass. He was the one who gave me the ceremony... From the perspective of the grace of reconstruction, he can also be regarded as the parent of this body." It is undoubtedly very reasonable for parents to give names.”

"A very nice name, Ligeia. Much nicer than your previous name." Sophia nodded.

"Meg" means pearl.

The treasures brewed from the pain are consistent with Meg's life. But sometimes Sophia also feels that maybe it was because of this name that Meg suffered such an experience.

"Aren't you envious?"

Seeing Sophia so calm, Ligeia still felt a little regretful: "I originally wanted to stop you."

Sophia just hugged Ligeia, patted her back and whispered: "I don't want to die that much. Death is just the starting point of another journey... The Crown Master has confirmed that I will be promoted to an apostle. I still remain In the material world, just because I still can't let go of Avalon.

"There are still so many problems with it, and Isabel is still too immature and completely unprepared. I'm not ready to die yet, and I can still hold on a little longer.

"——But it's just a support. You can prolong your life as much as possible by relying on the treatment of priests. If you reverse the means and results, it would be a fool's move."

"so good."

Ligeia was a little envious, but also a little regretful: "Then it seems we have to part ways after all."

"I think you can also be promoted as the apostle of the crowned master."

Sophia said seriously: "You are the only person I have ever seen who has received the gift of the Silver Crown Dragon. You are his favorite...and now, you have dragon-like characteristics."

"Because I can't let go of Avalon...it's like my child."

Ligeia sighed and hugged Sophia tightly: "If I die, Star Antimony and Iris will probably change immediately. That's why I wanted to advance before. But now is a better opportunity.

"Spread the word, Sophia. Just say that Meg is dead...she died of old age, and Ligeia has succeeded the position of Grand Arbiter. Then they will probably want to take action."

"Yes, this plan works."

Sofia nodded in agreement: "Give them a hard blow so that they can be much quieter.

"Then I will announce your death today... When do you want to hold the funeral?"

"Don't do it, keep it secret. This way the credibility will be higher."

Ligeia smiled and said: "Watching your own funeral, this is too outrageous... I don't know how that boy Shylock could hold it back."

"...But will the Star Antimony people believe it?"

Isabel couldn't help but ask her grandmother: "Meg...oh, Miss Ligeia told me. The enemy they faced was not strong."

“It’s not whether they believe it or not, but part of them ‘hopes’ it’s true.”

Sitting next to Isabel, Aiwas shook his head and said softly: "Even if the smart ones among them know that this is a trap, they can't stop those who want to die."