The Melancholy of the Holy Maiden

On this Monday afternoon, there was still no Royal Highness coming.As a result, the recently accumulated paperwork was finally processed, and the Holy Maiden had an extra afternoon of free time.

At the first moment she had free time, Lucini went to check on His Holiness the Pope's condition again.

The petite His Excellency the Pope was buried in the bedding and furry dolls, and it took a lot of effort for the Holy Lady to find the exact location.

He—now she—has completed the transformation of his body shape, turning into a cute little girl, and maybe he will wake up in a few days.

"But Lu didn't expect that His Excellency the Pope would fall asleep with such a dangerous thing in his arms."

With her head propped up, she was almost lazily lying by the window. With her eyes lowered, Lucini casually glanced at the pedestrians on the street in twos and threes through the window.Thanks to the height of the room, as long as Luxini has enough eyesight, she can almost see the entire imperial capital.

But this time, there was no Miss Knight to tease her.Not knowing what that great sage is going to do, Bedwell, who is his student, was summoned to leave temporarily to meet her teacher.

The saint who had been borrowed from the personal guardian knight and completed the key points, had an understanding expression on her face that seemed to illuminate the abyss, but she was a little unhappy in her heart.

In order to divert attention from the lack of a familiar aura behind her, the Holy Maiden began to recall the Pope she had seen.

She also frowned slightly in her sleep, with a mature and solemn expression hanging on her childish face, which caused Lucini to secretly pinch her several times.

Obviously the face has not changed much, but the pope of the girl's gender just makes Lucini feel more affectionate and feels more pleasing to the eye.

... probably because of the fledgling complex.

The other party was holding the sword in his arms like holding a bear doll, and it was lucky that the sword didn't cut her.

Lucini originally wanted to pull the sword out of the Pope's arms to avoid any accidents.But... Looking at Lucini's current appearance, it can be seen that she did not succeed.

However, she did find something.

That sword was exactly what His Excellency the Pope had asked her and Bedwell to look for, but it had changed into a brand new one for some reason.

Several fragments were put together to form a shining short sword. The body of the sword was engraved with words that Lucini could not decipher. There were two bells hanging on the hilt.

Lucini couldn't help thinking maliciously: His Excellency the Pope looks so precious, could it be a token from a good friend?

Fingers unconsciously rubbing the Philosopher's Stone around her neck, no matter what the reason is, as soon as she thinks that it was given to her by Bedivere and even put it on for her by herself, the Holy Maiden can't help showing a smile on her face. Smile.

This is the token that Bei Wei gave her~ It was as if she was surrounded by the necklace of the Philosopher's Stone.Of course, she was very happy.

Thinking of this, Lu Xini groaned, sat up straight suddenly, and said to herself angrily: "Lu hasn't sent Bei Wei a token yet! No, no, no, Lu will also circle Bei Wei."

No longer observing the life in Lapuyard, Lucy Ni began to rummage through her space bag.

※※※

"As expected of the Temple of Radiance, have you seen Edgar? How beautiful! I feel that my inspiration is constantly emerging. It's great to be able to draw here!"

"It's worth it even if I die after finishing this painting! Thanks to the saint, hehehehe, I thought she would not agree to let us take the scene! She is really great!"

The oil paint pattern on the face looks like a totem of a certain orc race. While praising the architecture inside the temple and praising the enlightened Lucini, Erice Degas spread the drawing paper .

Of course, poor Ericsie didn't know that their application had been approved by Miss Chevalier, and he praised the wrong person entirely.

"It's noisy, Ericsson."

Edgar Degas, who had the same pattern painted on his face and moved in unison with Erici, but remained silent, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said a sentence that was too long for him with a cold face: "You have already Exactly the same exclamation, if you don't shut up your noisy mouth, I'll stuff your paintbrush up your nostrils."

This blah guy, this is not a place where he doesn't care what he calls, this is a solemn temple of light!Look at their classmates, look at Lady Saint and Bedwell, who can raise people with their personality, this is definitely a solemn place.This noise is really rude!

"No, I believe you won't do this, my dear brother." Erich met Edgar's gaze, and he smiled mischievously, "Okay, let's start framing now."

Outside the hall where the statue of the goddess was placed in the temple, the noisy corner finally quieted down.

Geminis with different personalities, the white drawing paper is painted with completely different colors.

Bedwell, who left from the teacher and stopped by to show her face, had already stood behind the two of them at some point.

The two brothers, who were so devoted to the painting, didn't notice her.Bedwell, who came over to take a look just because she saw a familiar face and thought of something mentioned in a certain document she had corrected, did not interrupt the two of them from drawing.

Lucini, who was waiting alone in the room, was a little crazy: "Why hasn't my dear come back yet?!"

In front of Bedivere's eyes, as the two scrolls were slowly unfolded and the final part was completed, she finally understood why the Degas brothers were called the twins of ghosts and geniuses.

On the painting board in front of Edgar Degas is a holy and solemn temple. Under the three-day light, the transparent light is very beautiful and warm. Looking at the painting, it seems that the soul is also to be purified up.The painting contained the soul of this place, this solemn and simple temple.

Bedwell originally thought that according to Edgar's personality, this painting would be darker.

If only that was the case, Erice Degas, the more extroverted and lively Degas brother, painted the exact opposite of his own brother.

The temple is built of black bricks, an ominous black fire is burning on the black and red land, and the pile of dead bones forms the road leading to it.The entire temple is shrouded in a gray-black world, but it is not small. On the contrary, it will make people feel that because of this black temple, this world has not been completely destroyed.

This world is a dark and terrifying hell.

Unfortunately, Miss Knight, who studied under His Excellency the Great Sage, is very familiar with this hell.

"Is this the contrast between the continent and the abyss?"

When the two made their last strokes at the same time, Miss Knight spoke calmly.

"Wow! How long have you been here?!"

Erici jumped up, and the dark painting almost knocked him over, but Bedwell reached out to hold her.The boy who usually likes to talk the most is silent at this moment, watching Bedwell's eyes roll.

Edgar withdrew his hand that was going to help his brother's painting, and nodded at Bedwell: "Almost."

"It's beautiful," said Bedwell. "So Elysee can see into the abyss?"

"Ah? Abyss? What abyss? You mean to see the mirror of the world? How is it possible? I just like to draw like this!"

Eric suits goofy.Edgar pierced him without hesitation: "Yes."

"Hey! Edgar!" Erici almost went crazy with fright.

Edgar patted him on the shoulder, signaling the staring guy to calm down.He met Bedivere's probing eyes, and Miss Knight's eyes were extremely oppressive. He said, "Erici's painting looks like an abyss."

It is impossible to judge how much Bedwell has seen, and he doesn't know what the other party will think. Rather than letting Erici be sent to "correct" as a brain defect, Edgar would rather explain: "He just described this truthfully. It doesn't mean that this guy has a dark heart. If it's you, you can understand."

Seeing things as they are, seeing them as they are mirrored in the world, is something Erici was born with.In contrast, Erici has never seen the real face of Lantia since birth.

But it doesn't matter, they can use paintings to exchange information and see the world in each other's eyes.Because they are the closest brothers.

Bedwell didn't feel that Erici had mental problems, but tried to move the muscles on her face to show a friendly smile: "Well, I believe your words, you are very powerful."

Such a special ability is bound to come in handy, be it magic or something.Bedwell naturally wouldn't foolishly make the other party feel disgusted with her.

"You can walk around and paint freely in the temple, but there is one condition." While talking, Miss Knight also took out a pass.

"Oh oh oh! Can you draw all of them?" Erici immediately cheered.

"..." Bedwell felt a little hard to say, "...That's right, this pass allows you to enter all rooms in the temple outside the forbidden area. But I hope you can give a copy of the painting to the temple."

"Uh, I know your paintings can fetch high prices even if they are rubbings, but..."

"Give it to you for free!" Erici interrupted Bedwell's slightly embarrassed words, and said in a hurried tone, "And it's nothing, it's just an exchange, a win-win deal, isn't it?"

"...You're right." Bedwell's brows and eyes widened, and it seemed that the attraction of the passport was to them—at least to Erici.

The abyss, known as the mirror of the world, is the habitat of the demons. Just like the name of the mirror, the abyss and the continent of Lantia are two sides of the mirror, and they belong to different reflections of the same plane. There is no intersection between them, and there are many subtle differences at the same time. different.

The Landia continent is an area of ​​mountains, and the abyss may also be mountains, but it is also possible that the same landform has been destroyed.On the mainland, a towering city wall is cast, and in the abyss, there may be a generally tall city wall, but it is often only a low wall.

On the continent of Lantia, three days of brilliance, brilliance, and light hang high above the world; in the abyss, three rounds of black suns hang low in the sky; The stars are flickering; in the abyss, in the red sky, there is no moon or star; on the mainland, the grass grows and warblers fly, or it is covered with snow; in the abyss, the black flames on the black and red land will never go out.

In the paintings of the Degas brothers, it is obvious that there is a black temple that does not belong to Itenna standing in the place of the Temple of Light. □□ points, then the temple and the priests inside may face a crisis.

In this regard, Bedwell, who is a guardian knight, naturally thought of collecting information-free labor is not in vain!What's more, this labor itself also wants to be used.

After talking a few words and giving instructions, Miss Knight left.The Holy Maiden should wait impatiently.

Seeing the back of Bedwell leaving, Erisi, who was holding the pass tightly in her hand, had tears in her eyes.

"Edgar! Bedwell is also a very good person!" He shook the passport tremblingly, fearing that the paint would be stained, he wiped his hands on his clothes before poking it.

Erici beamed: "Look! Pass! We can paint the temple all over!"

"...shut up Erici." Edgar was annoyed.Who was the first to panic like that before?

The author has something to say: I went to help the poor today, it’s really hard to talk about poverty...

■

Forgotten Lucy Ni (tearing flowers): Bei Wei is back, Bei Wei don't show it anymore, Bei Wei is back, Bei Wei doesn't show it anymore...

Angry Lucini (turning her head): It's amazing to be able to draw!Drag the sack away!

Brother Degas lying on the gun: Misjudged you? ? ?