[Zhongyingmei] Official Mascot

Chapter 69

The female official did not dare to blatantly disobey the crown prince, so she had to endure it.

After a while of silence, they came to a hidden small room behind the throne. The floor here is a whole piece of transparent spar, and the gold poured on it outlines the diffused wonderful lines.

The female officer's voice was much stiffer than before: "You can go to your bedroom from here. We are not allowed to go up without the queen's permission. Please grant us permission from the queen. After all, no one has lived there for many years."

But Dolores was no longer willing to waste time following their words and deeds. She held up the hem of her skirt and looked around, and found a hexagonal bronze mirror on the wall. Disorderly lines cut out the shape of a palm.

She raised her hand to print on it, and the bronze mirror emitted a soft light, extending from the lines below to the feet, and those thin metal lines glowed with golden light.

The female officer was a little anxious: "Your Highness! We haven't got your permission yet—"

The spar under his feet seemed to be filled with colorful brilliance, and it began to rise gradually, but everyone else was penetrated by the spar, as if they were just standing in the light and shadow of nothingness, only Dolores' feet were stepping on In reality it rises accordingly.

Dolores looked away, not caring about their panicked expressions: "Sorry, I don't know how to authorize you, I can do it by myself, don't worry."

She watched indifferently as the attendants sent by Olier gradually disappeared from the spar plane under her feet as if being submerged in water, and she could still hear them shouting from below: "Your Highness! Your Highness!!"

"Please don't do that!"

"Oh! Terrible! How do we tell the elders?"

The spar lifted her up slowly until the voices of those people echoing further and further away in the passage below could no longer be heard.

Dolores raised her head in a murmur, "What kind of design is this...."

It seems that the queens of all dynasties are very wary. Unless she is willing to break into the bedroom, she can only fly to the top of the tower from top to bottom.

But this undoubtedly also brought certain restrictions to her escape.

Dolores frowned, was she locking herself in the tower?

This can be regarded as a small protest from her to Olier, maybe in her view, she just lost her temper from embarrassment, and she would not do anything to herself because of this.

But in this case, both Olier and those who support her outside at least know her attitude, and she really needs to stay by herself for a while now.

At least temporarily escape Olier's eyes and ears.

She gradually approached the top of the tower, raised her head, and the light was getting closer and closer.

A whole piece of spar under her feet rose to the ground, and it was perfectly embedded on the floor of the top floor, blending with the colorful paintings on the floor.

When she heard the female officer say that no one has lived here for a long time, she thought it would be a castle in the sky full of dust and cobwebs, but she was wrong.

The actual area of ​​the bedroom on the top of the tower is far larger than it should be. Once the huge arched windows fall to the ground, there is a whole circle of extended terraces.

The decoration here is gorgeous and exquisite. The soft silk fabrics on the spacious couch are brand new as if no one has ever used them. The exquisite curtains hang down, and there are murals and tapestries on the walls. Dolores was stunned and walked along the door. Entering other rooms, I found that there are probably study rooms, living rooms and bathrooms, and other rooms with beds, probably where maids and the like live.

Dolores saw a large table, with a whole wall of maps behind it, and countless books. The pen on the table lay horizontally on an open book, without any trace of dust.

She walked to the table and saw that there were handwritten notes on the pages of the book.

Dolores was taken aback for a moment, and her mood suddenly became complicated.

This is the queen's bedroom, and the last owner should be Fiona.

She picked up the book, brushed the pages with her fingers, and the thin paper flipped through, until it reached the title page.

The owner's name written on it was Samantha.

And yes, Samantha has been impersonating Fiona for as long as she's been on Earth.

She put down the book, turned her head, and found a statue on the opposite wall.

Dolores recognized that it was Logafor at a glance. She was holding a long sword, a cloak fluttering behind her, and the majestic giant beast was under her feet.

Did the great first queen expect the royal family to have such a day?

Dolores thought to herself, looking up at the huge statue of a goddess, feeling inexplicably moved in her heart.

The whole body of the statue is pure white, and the material is very special. Dolores has never seen similar ones on the earth. There are no traces of artificial carvings. It looks like porcelain, but the texture is very clear.

She quietly looked at the statue in a daze, but suddenly felt the eyes of the goddess move.

She was taken aback, thinking that she was going to come back to life, but in fact she didn't, but the goddess statue's eyes seemed to be gradually shining.

Dolores stared wide-eyed, the dazzling white light shone on her body, and she found that there were strange and gradually spreading light spots on her arms.

The spot of light spread little by little until it filled her entire line of sight.

"Wait! What is this!!?"

Before Dolores finished her sentence, the entire field of vision was already occupied by this dazzling light.

She was in a trance for a moment, and when her consciousness recovered again, she found that she was no longer in the high tower bedroom.

She stood in a vast and boundless space, and everything she saw was white.

Dolores stood under a towering tree.

She looked up at the tree in astonishment, it rose from the ground, with a thick trunk framed by thousands of thin golden silk threads, branches extending upwards, and countless leaves rustling as if blown by the wind.

"here is......"

Dolores looked at this big tree that seemed to be displayed in another form in front of her, and the desire to get close to it rose involuntarily in her heart. She slowly raised her hand and stepped on the raised roots, Little by little, stick your palms to its trunk.

However, with a bang, it turned into countless golden particles, shining brightly, and then floated into the air after bursting.

After these small spots of light dispersed, Dolores opened her eyes and saw the person standing inside.

It was the same as the previous tree, and it was just an outline constructed by countless golden eyes, but surprisingly, this person was actually very similar to Peter.

Dolores was taken aback for a moment, and unconsciously took a few steps closer to him.

His build and facial features were unmistakably Peter.

who is this ?

Dolores opened her mouth in a murmur, "You are..."

She didn't think it was Peter, but she didn't think he had any intention of hurting her, either.

She only felt calm and peaceful, and even made her feel a kind of silent intimacy.