ride on the back of a dragon

"That's right, aren't you worried about Fleur?" Carat blinked, "I think we should go to the priest's hall."

The small dome of the night sky that Klara glimpsed through the crack of the door not long ago gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he racked his brains and couldn't find any similar scenes from his memories.

Of course he was worried about Fleur, but the drive of curiosity was stronger, and he felt that he had to go in and take a look.

Seeing the right timing, Carat approached the round building where Kama lived from the blind spot of the two guards. Compared with other magnificent palaces around, this place was at best the size of a garden pavilion.

Carat avoided the two patrolling guards around the outer wall, and found a suitable climbing point by the way.The upstairs window was left open, and he jumped onto it without much effort.Crouching on the window sill, he saw that the gorgeous clothes Karma wore during the day were laid flat on the sofa. If he remembered correctly, the key should be in the pocket of the clothes.

The room was very quiet, and Carat landed lightly without making a sound.This is due to the fact that the expensive marble floor is firm and flat, unlike the thin wooden floor that occasionally makes old creaking sounds.Carat successfully found the key from his pocket, and Kama didn't deliberately hide it. Probably, no one would have any idea about the priest's hall on weekdays. Except for Tai Lun and Charlie, the people Carat had contacted in the entire Dawn City, Mentioning the high priest is all respectful and awe-inspiring.

He returned the same way, and Hill was waiting for him standing in the shadow of the stone pillars in the garden. He flashed the key in his hand to the other party, and together, the two of them avoided the loose patrolling guards and went towards the direction of the priest's hall.There were fewer and fewer guards along the way. They stood under the wide steps, and the surroundings were actually empty.

"... Hill, you are waiting for me here." Carat pursed her lips.Before he came, he racked his brains to prepare several plans, carefully drew the escape routes he stepped on on the window sill with his fingers dipped in water, and seriously forced Hill to repeat them one by one, just in case. His request to do... Seeing from this point of view, it was simply superfluous.

"Aren't you going up together?" Hill asked with a smile.

"In case...forget it, let's go together." Carat sighed, hoping that Hill would forget about tonight's events after the sun rose tomorrow.

He walked up the steps, turned the key, and the metal chain clicked open.Carat put the chain on the ground aside, and Hill was alone, and pushed open the huge door.

"Good evening, child."

The door closed automatically behind, and the dark walls in the hall were covered with vines.They descended the stone steps and entered the circular sunken altar.

The center of the altar is not a beautifully carved statue, but a tree, a thick tree that can only be embraced by several people, the branches extending upwards to the dome are not luxuriant, and scattered leaves hang between the half-withered branches , exuding a faint orchid light, this tree is the only light source in this temple.Carat vaguely felt familiar, as if she had dreamed of a similar scene, in which her mother was sitting on such a tree.

In the empty hall, there was only one woman standing under the tree with her back to the gate. It must be the high priest Celine.Carat walked behind her and realized that this was a woman taller than herself.

"Good evening, my lord priest." He saluted slightly.As expected, Hill still stood there without moving, just looking around with great interest.

Celine turned and faced them.

Her clothes were not as gorgeous as Carat imagined, and even a little too plain compared to the others in the castle.She was only wearing a white gauze dress, the gauze material had an extraordinary luster, but it seemed that there were no other decorations except some silver threads.Although she couldn't see her face clearly with a veil, Kela suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

"I know you will definitely come." Celine spoke very slowly, which made the already soft voice a little erratic and dreamy.

"You...I...I mean..." Carat's palms were sweating, and her heartbeat couldn't be restrained: "I can have this honor, please take off the veil."

It's so similar, her body shape, outline, voice, tone, including the faint fragrance of flowers and herbs exuding from her body, are all too similar to her mother.

Celine graciously removed the veil attached to the priest's crown.

Clara was startled, and her heart sank again.No, she is not Carat's long-lost relative. Although they are very similar, they both have rare silver eyes, but her facial features are slightly different from her mother's.

Carat sighed in disbelief.

Hill on the side held his palm for some unknown reason and stroked it lightly. Carat turned her head and smiled at him, trying to regain her spirits.He was also a little confused when he saw Hill.This is inevitable, after all, Carat and High Priest Celine really seem to have some kind of kinship.

"You really look like her." Celine's index finger stroked Carat's eyebrows and jawline: "Is Diane okay?"

Carat was taken aback for a moment, and her heart jumped up again: "You, know my mother?"

"Of course." Celine smiled more like her mother: "After Lu Xin died, she is my only relative."

"Lu... Xin?" Carat was unfamiliar with this name.

"The three of us are sisters. Didn't she ever mention us, Diane?" Celine frowned slightly, with a sad flash of light in her eyes, which made Cara feel a little uncomfortable. He felt that his mother must have his own reasons for choosing to hide Reasons, and unconsciously sympathized and apologized to Celine.

"Maybe, maybe I was too young to remember. I was ten when she left..." He tried to comfort her.

"Leave?" Celine looked up: "She left? Where did she go?"

"I don't know either." Carat shook her head.

"...It seems that I've been stuck here for too long..." Celine sighed softly.

"Forgive me." Carat felt a little strange, the supreme high priest actually said that he was trapped: "You, who are you trapped here? As far as I know, the people all admire you."

"That's the people. But the people in power are different, child." Celine stroked his long hair: "Everyone in this castle finds it hard to trust each other. Even if it's a kinship relationship, give way to a power relationship .You met that Tyrannian kid, didn't you?"

"So, she is, she is your daughter?" Clara glanced at Hill, and he remembered that Hill didn't like her.

"No, she's Luxin, my sister's daughter, she's your cousin." Celine walked behind the tree. Carat was attracted by her surroundings and Celine, but she didn't notice that Fleur was lying in the shadow behind the tree. sleep.

Celine glanced at Hill: "I have something to say to this kid."

Hill nodded, ready to leave.

"No." Carat grabbed Hill's outstretched finger: "No need. There is nothing to hide from him, we are best...friends." When Cara talked about friends, he felt as if he was stung by a bee. Seeing Celine's suspicious eyes, I feel a little guilty.

"That's right. Since it's Carat's good friend, it's also my child." Celine sat on the floor hugging the sleeping Fleur.

Carat and Hill also sat down.

Celine told them many things, including the turbulent power disputes between the royal family and the nobles. Under the instigation of someone with a heart, it became logical for Tai Lun and Celine to turn against each other.

"The child thought I was a monster, controlled her father, and then used her as a puppet to try to usurp the status of the Windsor family. She even felt that her mother's death was related to me." Celine felt helpless: "In order not to Let her be completely used, and I promised her to ground myself here forever."

Carat was surprised to see the dark temple.

"The prophecy about the fire dragon." Hill was obviously not interested in the conflicts among the royal family: "It was you... did you release it." It was rare to use the honorific title.

"Yes."

"What about the authenticity?" Hill's question made Cara a little embarrassed. He knew that Hill didn't like detours, but it was too straightforward.

Celine didn't care about his recklessness: "In my dreams, I often perceive God's will. In the past 20 years, without exception, they have been fulfilled one by one. So my prophecy is naturally believed. If not, these people I won't be here any longer."

Hill frowned: "Then what do you want to do to Fire Dragon now?"

"This child is a sharp sword." Celine caressed Fleur's soft orange curly hair: "Even if I can't get this sword, I won't let her fall into the other party's hands. When necessary, they would rather destroy it." This sword will prevent future troubles."

"It's really nothing new." Hill smiled contemptuously.

"Yes, there is nothing new. I believe that it will be the same in a hundred years or a thousand years. The history of mankind has always been in a cycle." Celine smiled bitterly: "But what can we do."

Fleur twisted her body and woke up slowly. The moment she saw Hill, she wagged her tail and jumped up.

Hill caught her, and saw that the corners of Xiaodouding's eyes were red. It seemed that she had been crying for a long time before going to bed.Aggrieved, she strangled Hill's neck with her chubby arms: "Hill."

"I have read all the records about fire dragons in ancient books." Celine said suddenly: "Almost every few hundred years, people can find traces of fire dragons. But they are as fierce as fire, rebellious, cruel and ferocious. There's no way to get close."

"Untamed..." Hill's pupils shrank a little: "Why do dragons want to be close to humans? Why should humans expect a dragon to submit."

"Because humans feel that they should be the masters of the world." Celine closed her eyes.She was always a little sad, and Carla felt like she was about to cry all the time.She does not excuse humans, and her merciful attitude is like a god above all species: "If you want to get rid of their control..."

"Who do you want to confuse?" The door was pushed open again, and Tai Lun's voice suddenly sounded above his head: "Sorry for disturbing everyone, it seems that you hit it off." The princess looked at them condescendingly, shaking the string Strong metal chain.The moonlight behind her cast the crown representing royal power on her head into a huge shadow, covering the center of the altar.

"Have you received any oracle from Nikka again? My lord priest?" Tai Lun called the moon god by his name without respect.Carat didn't know how much their conversation was overheard, and she didn't know if the young princess deliberately let them into the temple.

Celine's veil fluttered slightly, she opened her mouth to speak but stopped.

"Stop pretending to be pitiful, it's disgusting." With the light behind her, Cara couldn't see her expression clearly, but these words sound harsh enough.There was a painful expression on Celine's face, which was very similar to her mother's, which made Cara feel a little uncomfortable.He had never seen similar emotions on Diane's face. The mother in his memory was always smiling, which was Carat's strongest source of security.But Celine made people feel a little depressed.

"Don't say that... we, we can sit down and have a good talk." Carat spoke cheekily for Celine.

"I'm not interested. Let's talk slowly. Carat, you are really not surprised... disappointing." Tai Lun sneered: "Then you have enough time to get to know your relatives and reminisce. Goodbye."

With a bang, the door closed. Carat was stunned for a moment, and exchanged a glance with Hill. The two rushed up at the same time, climbed up the big stairs in three steps at a time, and pushed the door hard.There was the sound of metal chains rubbing through the gap, and they were locked together in the priest's temple.

Honeymoon:

Carat: They are so difficult to understand...so tired...why do they hurt each other...

Fleur: I'm hungry... I want to hug and hold high

Hill: There's so much human drama.How about some sleep.