Hotel on the mountain

Late at night, in the lobby of the Alpine Hotel, Jetro glanced at the Wood family fragment in his hand. It was almost a long strip with a slight curvature. It was much smaller than the Sander family fragment. There was only one piece on the blue-grey stone slab. A hollow rectangle. Jetro glanced twice and asked the dream to activate the consciousness nodes contained in it.

"The node has been activated...consciousness energy is being introduced...consciousness radiation is expanding..."

The mechanical words of the dream were transmitted, and the fragment in Yetro's hand bloomed with blue light and floated slowly. It turned slightly and flew towards the chandelier on its own. A hollow pattern on the Pillar of Raya shoots out a link, attracting the fragment and making it a part of itself again.

Jetro looked at the current chandelier and found that its area was a little bit a quarter of the size. He breathed a sigh of relief, and the consciousness signal of the Pillar of Raya came to his mind: "The energy level has increased, but Activate the 'Remote Energy Transfer' feature."

Can small fragments trigger new functions? Jetro was surprised for a while and began to interpret the function of this function - this is a function that can transmit the energy of the chandelier to any signal point in the conscious world, and it will be assimilated by the spiritual attributes of the recipient, so there is no need to worry about the spiritual energy. Problems that can exclude. This means that this ability, as long as the chandelier has sufficient energy, can instantly fill the recipient's spiritual energy and briefly overflow it.

It has to be said that this is a very powerful ability, but Yetro also knows that the prerequisite for turning on this function is to activate the global communication ability of the chandelier. Once that ability is turned on, the energy reserve of the chandelier cannot transmit much psychic energy at all. Unless... Mr. Moore is willing to make a selfless sacrifice for love.

Thinking of this, Jetro felt that Moore was really happy when he ran home in despair before even seeing the dream, so he laughed, and the muscles on his face moved, which made him slowly walk over. Thorad stood aside quietly, not disturbing Jetro's immersion in joy.

After a while, Jetro restrained his reverie. He was still looking forward to Mr. Moore coming over again. He patted his cheek to regain his composure. As long as he turned his head slightly, he saw Thorad wearing a helmet standing upright next to a nearby pillar.

"Thorad?"

"I have something to ask you."

"you say."

Thorad knew that he could communicate with Jetro through consciousness, but he felt that coming in person would appear solemn: "I hope you won't send Xiao Nai out to take risks."

"Would Xiao Nai want you to do this?"

"I have already lost my wife, and I can't lose Xiao Nai anymore." There was sadness in Yetro's words, the deepest sorrow of a father.

Jetro looked at Thorad, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Xibinai standing quietly at the corner of the corridor, looking forward with her little head.

"There is no evidence to prove that Belinda was on that ship. It's all Obsward's guess." Jetro tried to comfort Thorard, "After so many years, you should give yourself some confidence. ”

Thorad remained silent, and after a long time he asked calmly: "Anyway, let Xiao Nai be a normal child. I want to give her the childhood she deserves."

"In that case, I promise you." Thorad is Xibinai's father, and Jetro has no right to interfere. "Have you ever thought about how you will live next?"

Thorad's body relaxed for a moment, and his tone was relaxed, as if he was looking forward to the future: "I will hire a teacher for Xibinai to learn what a child should learn. She doesn't like to practice tachi, so I will let her Learn some musical instruments, otherwise she won’t look like a girl.”

Only then did Jetro feel that Thorad in front of him was a father, not a wandering nobleman who wanted revenge. "What about you? Are you still looking for your wife?"

"Yes." Thorard said decisively, "I would also like to ask you to help me collect Belinda's whereabouts. If she is still...then her appearance and silver hair will be very noticeable, as long as you pay more attention to this information. Just fine.”

Before Jetro could reply, Thorad continued: "In return, I will help you explore the southern region. Believe me, this will be a very good deal."

Jetro paused before saying: "Then I will give Obsward some resources and let him search for information about Belinda."

Thorad nodded, agreeing to the proposal. When Jetro glanced again at the corner where Sibinet was, the latter was no longer there.

…

In the Silan District of the Great Chik Empire, the city of Zali has become a lifeless and dead city. Some "Gluttony Festival" characters are scattered on the ground, witnessing the carnival of the past. They were mixed among the ashes of charcoal, swept up in the vortex of garbage by the wind, and blew from one side of the street corner to the other side - a carriage slowly turned around from the corner, the clatter of horse hooves , wheels and wheels, all of which seem so harsh in this city.

The carriage turned several corners before stopping at the entrance of an alley. A woman wearing a black gauze and black hat stepped out. Through the fishnet gauze under the brim of the hat, a pair of eyes as clear as pearls could be seen. With a flick of her double-layered eyelids, the clear breath disappeared, leaving only a silence as dead as water.

Several servants followed her into the alley. Deep in the alley is a circular square with some flower shops, antique shops, and the Blue Flower Bar.

Because the wind direction suddenly changed when the fire burned nearby, the buildings in this alley were preserved. Aina Wood raised her head slightly and stood at the door of the Blue Flower Bar. She saw that the bar's signboard with blue irises engraved on it was still swinging gently, but the two potted plants with flowers at the door had withered away.

Aina took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.

"Chief Wood, welcome." Behind the bar, stood a woman with a wrinkled face. Her white shirt was tucked into leather pants, and suspenders were draped over her shoulders. She looked very capable.

Although this old woman has wrinkles on her face, her red lips and blond hair make her look outstanding. Especially when she smiles, she shows a standard smile and a mouth full of white teeth, which makes her even more elegant and graceful.

She must have captivated the country and the city when she was young. This was the first thought that came to Aina's mind when she saw her.

"Sit wherever you want." The old woman was holding a mixing bottle in her hand, and Aina walked to the bar and sat on the bar chair. The whole bar was empty except for the two of them.

"Well, a fire took away many people, and now no one comes to drink." The old woman threw the mixing bottle from behind to in front of her, caught it with one hand, took the wine glass with the other, and served Aina The wine was poured.

"I'm here to talk about things." Aina looked at the old woman with a firm tone.

"Oh, it's a pity. This glass of wine could have given you some strength." The old woman couldn't bear it, but she still took the wine glass in front of Aina and poured the wine in the glass on the ground.

She threw away the mixing bottle, put her right hand on the bar, and said with a smile: "Then I want to introduce myself." She smiled playfully, and the naturalness of this behavior was not reflected in the slightest on her face. Time covers it——

"I am Ha Li, the bishop of the Silan District in the Dragon God Religion. Nice to meet you, my Lord of the Wood family."