I Like This Dream!

On the fourth day after arriving in Urburg, Anxu received an invitation to the dinner.

For a grand event such as a king's coronation or a wedding, three consecutive nights of banquets will be held before the ceremony. During these three nights, the palace is open to invited guests. You can have a drink, watch the wonderful performances of the palace poets, dance with your companions on the dance floor, or visit the imperial gardens. The invited nobles were proud of this.

Urburg is the most beautiful city in Armenam, and the Royal Palace is undoubtedly the golden crown of the city. The huge circular arch is enough for parallel carriages to run in and out. Dozens of small arcs form the semicircular vault of the tower. The golden-red dome is carved with countless exquisite reliefs. The windows on the outer wall are very narrow, and the function of the fortifications can still be vaguely seen, but inside the outer city is an extremely beautiful garden, with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants growing together out of season, making people think of the legendary elves. Town of. In the middle of the cross paths in the garden, the fountain was dancing to the music. From time to time, it suddenly condensed into ice high in the sky, reflecting the lights in all directions.

An Xu's impression is that the place is pretty, but there are so many people.

Between the countless majestic columns in the palace, under the vaults of various shapes in the rectangular corridor, next to the paintings with different contents... there are people everywhere. Wearing outfits that screamed I am very expensive, with identical faint smiles on their faces, they elegantly gathered together in twos and threes. It was surprising that these people from far and wide had so much to talk about. Anxu was caught once (it took half an hour) and quit immediately.

Seriously? An Xu hid in the corner with lingering fear and said incredulously, Discussing a horse for half an hour? Is that person from the horse enthusiasts association?

It's a purebred horse, Caleb explained. Nobles don't necessarily know much about horses. They just use it to show that they are rich, distinguished and knowledgeable people.

Flora and Lydia were unable to enter due to their status, and Anxu and Caleb entered the palace together. The former is responsible for smiling reservedly - well, it doesn't matter if you smile but not smiling - the latter is responsible for negotiating with others and hanging on Anxu's arm.

Discussing for half an hour? A topic that I'm not interested in?

“Half an hour is the normal courtesy requirement, and the conversation can get longer if someone is really interested in getting to know the other person.”

No, I've had enough. I'm tired. I don't want this question anymore. An Xu raised a hand solemnly.

You...it's me who's in charge of negotiating, right?

An Xu ignored him and stuck her head out, looking left and right. She saw two nobles talking on the road ahead. Just now she saw with her own eyes that they pulled an innocent noble passing by into the conversation. She was completely The efficiency of the flytrap; there are a few searchers with wine glasses wandering on the only way behind. They look like the ones in the Pokemon game walking around on the map, and they will stick to innocent passers-by at any time and ask for battle. Wandering trainer. That's not good, An Xu thought melancholy, even though it's not me who goes into battle... I always feel like I understand why the opponent praises Xiaozhi instead of Pikachu after winning the battle. Pokemon trainers are also very hard, okay?

Caleb looked at Ann speechlessly, but she had already rushed out from the window.

The young man was still hanging on An Xu's arm when he was suddenly lifted up into the sky. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he quickly hugged her and held on. An Xu whistled and flew into the sky, towards the stars.

The inspector in the sky confirmed Anxu's identity and left immediately without being disturbed. Looking from above, the palace was extremely beautiful. It looks like a large cross nested within a small cross. The lights in the darkening courtyard are lit up like another sky. Anxu pointed to every part of the palace with interest and asked, What is the one with the glass on the top?

Caleb replied with a pale face: The chapel is convenient for sunlight to shine in on sunny days.

Is that the house with the ring outside?

The transmission point of the palace, picks up and delivers urgent items from various places.

Is that sparkling water water?

Swan Lake.

Why didn't you see the swan?

One year a swan transformed into a strange beast, and the result... the result...

Caleb's voice became softer and softer, and Anxu felt a lightness on his body, and the person on his arm fell softly. The God's Blessed One was used to Lydia being as reliable as a leech, and never thought that an omega boy with no strength to bind a chicken would be completely incomparable to the ascetic monk. She was so frightened by the super expansion that she was covered in white hair and sweat. She quickly flew down and finally caught the boy before he fell into a meat pie.

There was no color on the face of this precocious young man. It was probably the first time that he discovered that he was afraid of heights. Even though I was afraid of heights, I still resisted looking down to provide explanations. It has just come to an end now. Comrade commentators have become quite the conscience of the industry.

Miss Sullivan, who was neither serious nor serious, finally regained some sense of guilt, carried the narrator back indoors, and put him on the sofa next to her. She didn't know how to take care of someone who was afraid of heights, so she had to take out the fan in Caleb's pocket and fan him. Fortunately, since she was busy taking care of her companions, no one bothered her, and An Xu was able to quietly grab some food and eat it in the corner.

Until she saw the man with three green crests on his chest again.

No, it's not that that person disturbed An Xu. He didn't do anything, he just appeared in An Xu's field of vision, stopped next to a table, and talked to someone. Among a group of nobles wearing cumbersome and expensive clothes, even if he took off his leather armor and put on brighter clothes, his outfit still seemed not formal enough. So what does it matter, some people are so blessed that they look great in rags.

At least that's how it looks in An Xu's eyes.

That man was half a hall away from An Xu, but An Xu caught sight of him in the crowd. This time he faced An Xu from the side, finally not giving her the back of his head, and she could see a silhouette that seemed to be carved by the best stonemason. He was a very handsome man. Handsome means that he is almost 100% in line with An Xu's aesthetics: tough yet handsome, tall and strong without appearing clumsy and bloated, in his late twenties, mature, and with a gentle and calm aura. field.

The conversation between the man and the noble came to an end, and he seemed to feel Anxu's piercing gaze, and he turned his head towards her.

Something exploded in An Xu's heart, causing her to stand up, her hands and feet trembling. She stumbled and ran through the small half of the hall between them, passing through the unknown number of people with unknown faces in the middle, feeling as if she was traveling slowly through a universe. She tried hard to keep her eyes fixed on that person, for fear that the other person would disappear in the blink of an eye in this unreal, coming and going crowd.

An Xu came all the way to the other party and grabbed a corner of that person. Her eyes were sore, perhaps because she refused to blink all the way. Her chest was heaving violently, and her throat was congested, as if a century of words had been accumulated there, making it impossible to say even a single word.

An Xu could only stare at the other person. That person had a pair of beautiful blue eyes. The pair that always appeared in An Xu's mind were as clear as the eyes of a ragdoll cat. However, that person's eyes are more like those of a canine, burning with endless heat and blooming with great joy for your return. An Xu's mouth opened and closed several times, and he only squeezed out a few syllables: Chris...

What's wrong, Chris? A voice interrupted, Your friend?

At this important moment, Anxu was not distracted and glanced at the source of the sound. However, as the voice appeared, the magical moment disappeared. The blue eyes blinked, and the enthusiasm inside them quickly retreated.

Sorry, he smiled apologetically at An Xu, as if everything he felt in the previous gaze was just an illusion, this lady seems to have recognized the wrong person.

Chris? An Xu asked anxiously, Are you Chris?

My name is indeed Chris, but that's not an uncommon name. Chris said politely, I don't remember meeting this lady.

An Xu's heart sank suddenly.

She stared at that face, no matter how she looked at it, it was still the face in her memory, but the lines were tougher and more mature, the fair skin turned into a wheat color, and the whole person felt heavier and more steady. To An Xu, it looked like dough. After putting it in the oven for a while, it looks even more delicious. If in the real world, she would be able to insist that this is Chris, unless Chris shows up with an unset twin brother.

But this is a dream.

There is no logic, no reason, everything can appear and disappear suddenly, no two leaves are the same. You might be lucky enough to dream about a character twenty times in a row, and each time he or she looks the same as before, but by the twenty-first time it's still open to question whether that person is still the same person you know.

What exactly does that person you know mean? Appearance? What about people who look different after a few years? Character? What do you say to people whose character remains unchanged after being hit? Memory? Do people with amnesia become different? If we talk about continuity, parting is a big break... It doesn't make much sense to think about these philosophical things. An Xu thought, my subconscious probably created a Chris for me just because I wanted it. Cutting corners or being too preachy made me realize that Chris didn't exist.

But what if the character Chris is online the whole time? This dream will disappear at some point. When she wakes up, she may vaguely remember it, or she may go to brush her teeth and forget 90% of it. Thinking about it this way makes me feel a bit uninterested.

Hahaha, don't be so unkind. The voice that interrupted before added, Maybe they just want to get to know you? This...?

The ecstasy and anxiety on An Xu's face had disappeared, and turned into a lack of interest at a surprising speed. Even so, she still felt that the voice that interrupted her dream and self-deception was very annoying, and she didn't bother to pay attention to it, let alone answer it in an understanding way and tell her home.

This is the God's Favorite, the quasi-head of the Sullivan family, the quasi-lord of Abery County, Miss Anna Sullivan. A young nobleman next to him who knew how to read quickly introduced him, and then said to An Xu: And This is the general commander of the Knights of Glory, the commander of the Wengaro Defense Line, and the younger brother of His Majesty the King, Prince Ronald.

Prince Ronald nodded reservedly to Anxu, and Anxu nodded hastily, then turned around and left.

Almost everyone was dumbfounded, looking at the extremely rude God's Favored One. Olena, the other branch leader who was traveling with her, raised her eyebrows. The prince, who knew the nature of his subordinates well, gave her a wink. She reluctantly swallowed the curse on her lips and turned it into a sarcastic voice: As expected. Someone coming to see Chris.”

I don't know her. Chris said calmly, If she is the one favored by God, we do have a relationship. The year I joined the Abery City Patrol Team happened to encounter the Sullivan tragedy, but it was only That’s all, I don’t know why that Miss Sullivan came to me.”

Indeed, Anna Sullivan was sent to Alinggu after that. Prince Ronald thought, I heard that the God's Favorite is a very weird person, and his actions cannot be judged by common sense.

Even though this chapter was over, Chris listened to them for a while, then found an excuse and walked out. An's expression just now lingered in his mind. He walked in the garden for a while, but he didn't see the light-blond girl again, but instead saw his adjutant Zelda.

Zelda also noticed him and looked startled. She patted her chest and asked first, Why are you here?

Come out for a walk, Chris said.

Me too. She smiled and pulled Chris toward the hall. It's quite cold outside at night. Let's go back quickly.

Chris, who was distracted, nodded and followed her in.

The branch leader of the Knights of the Wind would not know that if he used his mind-reading skills on his adjutant at this time, the Knights of the Wind might have a different ending.