Chapter 518 Have You Two Ever Formed a Band?

Chapter 519 Have you two ever formed a band?

When Janice heard the voice, she turned around and saw Aiwas riding on the unicorn and being held in the arms of Her Highness the Saint.

Her expression suddenly became a little strange.

She bowed slightly, put her right hand on her chest, and saluted to Saint Grey on the unicorn: "Your Highness the Saint, long time no see. May Sizhu protect you."

"May Sizhu protect you too. Long time no see, Janice."

Grey smiled and said softly: "Just call me Grey."

This is the real name of "Pure White" - theoretically, not many people know it.

"Then... Grey."

Janice adjusted her hat and pulled it down slightly in front. As if she subconsciously wanted to use it to cover her face: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Grey looked at Janice and put her right hand on her chest.

She lowered her voice and said very seriously: "But I miss you so much."

Janice obviously realized something. She moaned meaninglessly, and as if pretending to have a headache, she put her hand over her forehead, using the back of her hand to cover her face.

But her cheeks were a little red, even spreading to the tips of her ears.

Oh, no.

It was the first time that Aihuasi saw the free and easy Janice react like this.

He raised his eyebrows, and the whole person suddenly became energetic.

So the two of them knew each other?

And it seems that this attitude... seems...

Aihuasi thought silently for a while, and thought of a wonderful description:

- It feels like you two formed a band when you were young.

Originally, he looked at Janice standing here motionless, and even for a moment he hallucinated her into a sculpture.

Just now, Aihuasi was a little worried that if Janice looked here for a long time, she would be frozen into amber... But now it seems that there is no need to worry.

Aihuasi was not the only one who heard this.

Although the pure white saint lowered her voice, she was at least five meters away from Janice. At this distance, if Janice could hear it, then the three people around her could also hear it.

Sherlock and Lily beside him all looked over at once.

Fortunately, there were no other elves around, and there were only these familiar people nearby. Janice took a deep breath and adjusted herself.

She looked up, stretched out her hand to smooth the hair hanging by her ears, and showed her usual cheerful and free smile: "Indeed, Gray... We haven't seen each other for more than two hundred years."

"One hundred and ninety-five years. Less than two hundred years, you remembered it wrong."

The pure white saint answered, pointing to the sculpture: "In 1704, Master Betinadia Ningpo... Since then you left the Church."

Hearing this, Aiwas subconsciously looked at the sculpture in front of Janice.

It was an elf dressed as a painter. She looked not much older than Janice, that is, in her early thirties.

Unlike Janice's fashionable, casual and free style of dress... the elf was wearing a short dress, with her hair piled high and revealing a slender neck.

Her face was beautiful and gentle, and her lowered eyes had a concentration that slowed down time. If her right hand wasn't holding a paintbrush, one would even think she was holding a spoon, feeding her child.

Her clear and transparent sculpture showed a beautiful yellow-green color - like dim yellow salt, suddenly falling from a high altitude into an emerald green lake. As it sank, it melted and decomposed. Finally, it completely melted around her chest and abdomen, turning into a flower that spread like tentacles.

"Like potassium manganate crystals melting in water... Is amber related to the Tao?"

Sherlock's expression was serious, and he murmured in a low voice: "Two Taos blend together... Why does it become this color..."

Lily beside him gently patted his arm, signaling him not to say it.

And Aiwass looked at the sign under the sculpture.

"Bettinatia Fanhua, 1388-1704, ambered due to breakthrough in painting skills, ambering period of five months"

He realized... this place is equivalent to the cemetery of the elves who have ambered.

The essence of amber is spiritual amber. The so-called spiritual amber refers to amber that wraps insects and other life.

Once solidified, it means entering a state of neither life nor death.

The soul has not entered the dream world, nor has it been reincarnated - the soul still exists in the body. Therefore, the spirit of amber also refers to the solidified soul in their body.

The elves who have been ambered are like entering a long sleep. They still have a little perception of the outside world, but the time perception will become very long, even hundreds of years are just a blink of an eye. Because of this, it must be inhumane to kill or destroy them directly... We can only find a place to store them.

The thirteenth ring is just right.

...She is less than four hundred years old.

So young. Aiwas sighed silently.

Even if Betinadia is still alive, she is not much older than Janice.

—— Janice is now older than her teacher when she was in amber.

Is this considered a young genius of the elves?

But from the first attack of amber disease to death, it was less than five months. This speed is relatively fast even in cancer...

Thinking of this, Aiwas looked back at the pure white saint with some concern.

Although according to the game, Gray's condition seems to have stabilized in the end.

But now the situation is different, and it's hard to say that she will definitely recover... and Aiwass doesn't know why she is frozen.

This is considered a disease of the heart - but for elves, a disease of the heart can destroy their bodies.

At this time, Gray did not look down at Aiwass.

She just looked at Yanis and said in a soft voice: "You must still remember the day when Master Betina Diya was in Ningbo. So why did you forget the time when we parted?

"Or have you forgotten...did I come to see you off the day you left?"

"False fingers, false fingers... days are like years..."

Yanis almost broke out in a cold sweat, and said hesitantly: "Because I miss you, I subconsciously counted a few more years. This is... this is an exaggeration..."

"——You have returned to the Theocracy three times."

Gray interrupted Yanis.

She sat on the unicorn, subconsciously grabbed Aiwass's shoulders, and stared at Yannis with an increasingly calm expression: "Why don't you come to see me?"

"I've actually seen you... once from a distance... well, more than once. I've been paying attention to you for a long time..."

"——Do you think I will forget you? Why don't you come and see me?"

"I thought...well, you might be very busy..."

"One hundred and ninety-five years. In terms of human lifespan, five generations have passed away. One hundred and ninety-five years ago, the Narcissus Principality and the Black Eagle Principality were independent countries; one hundred and ninety-five years ago, Lao The Society had just been founded; one hundred and ninety-five years ago, the goblins had not yet begun to engage in the troll trade, and the Good Lords' Third Water War had not yet broken out."

Gray interrupted again and said calmly and seriously: "This has been longer than the time we grew up together."

Yanis still wanted to explain, but she struggled for a while, sighed dejectedly, lowered her head and said, "Yes... I'm sorry Gray."

——This was the first time Aiwass saw Master Yanis in such a miserable state.

This camera guy is always so handsome when he's in Avalon. He never walks through the door, but mostly walks in and out of the paintings, as if he knows all the secrets, and always has an enigmatic smile on his lips.

That is a real reliable old-timer. Even in front of Queen Sofia, she can always maintain a very high profile.

When she left Avalon, she felt carefree and free. That romantic and reliable temperament even moved Aiwass and Isabel.

How much I admired her then, but now that the filter is broken, I feel how embarrassed she is now.

It turns out that Yanis and the Pure White Saint have been childhood sweethearts for more than a hundred years... No wonder Isabel was able to contact her, and no wonder she was the one who found her when they were fleeing in the game...

This is indeed knowledge that Aiwass does not know.

When they were in the game, the two people had no communication at all - or in other words, Yannis was better at running at that time and was not caught during the whole process.

It seems now that the Saint was not looking for Isabel, but wanted to use Isabel as a clue to catch Yanis who had gone somewhere...

As for Master Yanis, if she makes up her mind that she doesn't want to see anyone, it will be too difficult to be caught.

Before the arrival of the Fallen Heavenly Division, the cheapest and longest distance teleportation ability was the reflection in the painting of the "art master". This is also the only teleportation ability that can be used at will. It's much better than Shafiya's teleportation that took a long time to reach 30 meters.

After Yanis apologized honestly, the pure white saint didn't say anything about it.

She didn't say acceptance or rejection, she just looked at Yanis quietly.

Yanis panicked and started to change the subject: "Aiwass, why can you sit on the unicorn?"

"Why...I'm also looking for the answer."

Aiwass said quietly: "Do you think I might know? I just saw a unicorn for the first time today."

"I guess it may have something to do with your ability to reflect in the mirror."

As Yanis spoke, she smiled brightly, pushed her hat up a little, and her body began to become a little unreal: "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. I'll come find you when I'm done..."

"Then let's go together."

Gray suddenly said: "It just so happens that Aiwass is about to take office as bishop. It's better to have more acquaintances for this kind of thing."

"I really have something to do...forget it, okay."

Yanis muttered a few words, and her half-disappeared body solidified again.

Aiwass also took the opportunity to get off the unicorn and walked to Master Yannis.

He asked in a low voice: "Is something really wrong?"

"It's really something - it has something to do with you."

Yanis also lowered her voice and glared at Aiwass: "You kid doesn't help me but you still watch the fun..."

"Because I also think it's a bit too much to leave your friends behind and not see each other for two hundred years."

Aiwass said seriously: "So what's going on?"

Although it feels like Yanis can indeed do such a thing - she is a woman as free as the wind. It's impossible to stay in one place for too long. But leaving friends alone for two hundred years sounds too outrageous.

Yanis glanced at Gray subconsciously, shook her head and said nothing.

"I'm telling you, you kid..."

Yanis lowered her voice and said viciously: "It's your sister who invited me over. If you delay, it will also be a waste of her time."

"...Freya?"

"Yes - how many sisters do you have?"

Hearing this, Aiwass glanced at Gray hesitantly.

Gray glanced at Yanis calmly, and just said softly: "I have caught you, Yanis, you can't run away. The twenty-first floor will be reached in three days. I will give you one day to come." , listen to your explanation.”

"……good."

Yanis nodded, glared at Aiwass again, and then disappeared.

At this time, Gray sighed.

She bowed into the air: "I made you laugh, Cardinal Matilda."

"It's okay."

It was a voice as gentle as water: "I'm very happy that you two can reconcile."

The air rippled slightly, and a young female elf with long blue hair who looked to be in her twenties or thirties appeared over there.

Neither Aiwass, Lily nor Sherlock noticed her presence before.

But Aiwass recognized at a glance that she was wearing a cardinal's robe - the biggest difference between a cardinal and an archbishop is that their robes are all custom-made, each one has the same style and one color, rather than red or gold and red. color.

It's just that the body will be embroidered with a black sin thorn pattern, and the middle of the pattern must be hollow, exposing the skin or inlaid with gems.

Cardinal Matilda's robe is violet, with the thorn of sin in the middle of the chest, and the pattern is a circle of thorns. The biggest feature is the large cuffs, which are reminiscent of morning glory.

For some reason, Aiwass always felt as if he had seen her before.

He thought for a while, whether this person could be the elves who advanced to the ceremony with Pure White... But in terms of age and appearance, they seemed a bit inconsistent.

Matilda nodded slightly to Aiwass, put her right hand on her chest, and introduced herself: "I am the minister of Holy Orders, Matilda. I am responsible for promoting the Holy Orders of bishop and above."

"Cardinal Matilda."

Aiwass stretched out his hand and tapped it three times, and said respectfully: "May Si Zhu protect your light."

Matilda nodded, turned to the others and said: "After here, there is the Holy Orders Department in front. Others, please wait here...Aiwass, come with me to change clothes first."

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