The Blood Hourglass

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"Old method! When on earth can you wake them up! I have lost a lot of men recently, and I desperately need them to return to the team."

"I'm also thinking of a way! Don't worry, you can't worry about this, you wait until I finish this experiment."

When we left the laboratory, we only heard a loud conversation between Temon and Farham behind us.

"Don't worry about them!" Seeing me turning around, Satreus smiled and took me all the way downstairs, back to the back temple, and then into the front hall. When I passed the angel statue, I stopped.

"Interested in him?" Sartres asked in surprise as I looked up at the statue.

"No!" I retracted my gaze, and finally stopped for a while on its knees, and started to walk outside the hall.

"Yeah." He responded casually, followed behind me, and finally led me to the place where the angels lived, and found a small house, "This is your residence for your Royal Highness."

"It?" I was surprised, because it was the hut that I had filled before. It was light gray and had a fence with short stakes. It was such a coincidence.

"What's the matter? Don't you think it's too crude?" He smiled, the kind of immutable smile that gave people a friendly feeling, but it was impossible to truly be friends.

"No." I shook my head.

"In fact, the outside of this kind of hut is completely different from the inside, and the princess will know it after seeing it." Then, he stepped forward and opened the door for me, "Please come in!"

"This is..." Looking at everything in the hut, I unexpectedly found that it was as clean, spacious, beautiful, and solemn as the temple, with half statues of angels on the walls. After taking a step, I looked at the opening of the hut, but I didn't understand it.

"Is your Royal Highness wondering why the outside looks small, but the inside is so spacious?" He always understood my every move, thoughts and thoughts.

"Yeah." I nodded and walked into the house.

"In fact, these are the methods used by Thor, who was responsible for the creation of heaven. He likes buildings that look simple on the outside and rich and complicated on the inside." He walked into the house with me and looked around, "No one has ever lived in this room. , If there is something that doesn’t suit you, you can tell me and I will let Thor improve."

"No one has lived?" Looking at everything in the room, it really doesn't look like someone has lived, but...if no one has lived, then what to build it for?

"Well, it turned out to be built by the Lord God. I think it should be prepared for someone, but the other party has never appeared. Now the Lord God wants you to stay here, I think maybe it was built for you, but you came a little later. "Satress said, came to the window and opened the window that might not have been opened for a hundred years.

"Oh." I chose to sit on the high-backed chair aside. I didn't feel it just now. Now that I relax, I feel so tired.

"Your Royal Highness is tired, let's rest! I will send someone to deliver the food during meal time." Although he is used to it, Sartres's regular words still make people feel uncomfortable. Get used to this.

"Yeah." I nodded.

"That's right!" He came back after taking two steps, "The Lord God is not in heaven now, but the ranking match is coming soon, and he will definitely appear when I think about it."

"Yeah." I closed my eyes and didn't have time to talk to him.

"Your Highness take a good rest." As he said, he walked out and closed the door.

"Here?" I opened my eyes slightly, looking at everything in front of me, "It's just a different place."

"You are very tired, hurry up and rest!" she said softly in the depths of her soul.

"Are you tired?" Her tone seemed to be the same as mine.

"Yeah." She admitted.

"Reason?" I slowly got up and walked to the door on the left.

"I don't know. Maybe it's because of a body, maybe you just used part of my power." She explained weakly.

"Then, I am stronger?" Then, I walked into the room, the bedroom.

"Yeah." Her voice was the same as last time, she gradually left, and finally entered the deepest part of the soul, and went to rest. And I dragged my body to the bathroom, burying myself in the big bath, listening to the soft rumbling in my ears, I seemed to see someone walking by the pool, and when it came out of the water, there...what? nor.

"An illusion again!" I sighed, having no intention of continuing to bury myself, and lay down on the bed, wanting to end this busy day.

"Bang bang bang!" But I don't know who it is, and hammered my door hard.

"Come in!" I took a clean robe from the closet at hand, with a white background and gold rim, just like Sartres and the others, put it on my body, and walked to the outer room.

"You, you..." A little girl, with a look of anger, seemed to have offended her, but seeing her hand pointing to me, I couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, "You are looking for me?"

"Of course! Who else is here besides you?"

"You..." This time I was speechless. This little girl, with silver hair and silver eyes, had a stubborn look on her face. It seems that I don't want to sleep well today.

"Don't think that I won't recognize you after turning into silver-haired golden eyes, aren't you the vampire! Dirty low-level dark student..."

With a "pop!" I stretched out my hand to stop her insulting herself.

"You...do you dare to hit me?" She rounded her eyes in surprise, tears stubbornly refused to drip in her eyes, and the little hand covering her left face trembled slightly.

"Dare you, you should believe it like me." I closed my hand and looked up at her slightly. "Before you speak out, you must figure out one thing."

She was silent.

So I continued, "That is, is the opponent an opponent that he can hurt. If it is an egg and finds a stone, then what do you think is the best result of this egg?"

"You...ok! Remember me, don’t think that you live here as a princess now, you really think of yourself as a princess, here, I am the princess, and the only princess, yours The identity will be revealed soon, and then I will want you to look good." She said, she rushed outside the house without saying goodbye.

No, she said, "I will want you to look good then."

If this is a goodbye agreement.

Facing the open door, I shook my head helplessly, "Oh!"

Go forward to close it, and at the moment it closed, I heard a jam in my heart, it seemed that something was also closed.

Closed? what?

Am I Missilia or Luvian?

In the past, they faced me one by one, believing that I was Luvian, but I told them that I was Missilia and an angel, but facing her today, I didn't say why? Because I was hesitating and hesitating just now.

For the first time, it made me doubt my identity.

It turned out that it was not closed, but opened. What is it? Now I don't know how to say it, only knowing that my heart is beginning to be restless, hovering between Misselia and Luvian.

Falling on the bed, I don't want to think about it anymore, but my thoughts are constantly entangled around the two names, and I don't let it go. In the end, it makes me have a headache, and it makes me exhausted, and gradually I fall asleep.

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