"The translator you want is here." The "magician" threw the stack of letters on the table in front of the "star", pulled a chair by himself, and sat down.
Mr. "Star" did not change his sitting position, but just stretched out his hand forward.
The stack of letter paper was suddenly lifted up by an invisible object and flew up, falling into the palm of the "star".
The "star" flipped through it intently, and the rustling sound sounded softly in the quiet room.
After a while, he raised his head and looked at the "magician" opposite the desk:
"Do you think their speculation is reasonable?"
"Magician" lady replied with a smile:
"From a writer's point of view, there is no better speculation.
"Of course, I actually think it's probably true.
"What do you think, old Mr. Paris?"
The eyes of the "star" suddenly became dark, and an old voice came out of his mouth:
"At first, we only noticed Arista. Tudor did dangerous things in Trier and didn't know what it was.
"If this is the case, one question that needs to be answered is whether to make Alistair Where did Tudor get the knowledge of doing those things?"
The "magician" has long thought about this question:
"One possibility is that the uniqueness of the 'Red Priest', which has a certain amount of pollution in itself, plus Alistair. Tudor forcibly jumped through non-adjacent paths, and was promoted at the cost of madness, so that when he became a god, he sensed the situation over there, had a wonderful resonance, and obtained corresponding knowledge.
"There is another possibility that the one who gave it in some way."
At this point, the "magician" followed his spiritual intuition and asked:
"What you really want to say is, who is there in this matter?"
"Star" replied again in an old voice:
"Didn't He keep interfering with history and making it go in the direction it wanted?
"Of course, this matter may not be predetermined history, but more likely what He wants to verify.
"I didn't really understand why He helped Alistair. Tudor forcibly promoted to the "Red Priest" and was responsible for stabilizing the state, allowing Alistair to become a "Red Priest". Tu Duo wouldn't just get out of control, now he probably understands a little:
"At that time, He was only the king of angels, and it was difficult to influence and arrange the true God, but what if the true God himself was in a very poor state, in madness, and often acted only according to instinct? It will be much easier.
"And with Alistair. Tu Duo, the crazy 'Blood Emperor', participated, and the 'Primordial Witch' might be attracted by this incident to join.
"In the end, he should have verified his ideas and gained valuable experience, but it seemed that something unexpected happened, leading to the outbreak of the 'War of the Four Emperors'."
"Star" suddenly changed back to his original voice with a bit of magnetism:
"From Alistair How many years did it take from the time Tudor became a 'Red Priest' to the outbreak of the 'War of the Four Emperors'?"
He immediately answered his question in an old voice:
"Five hundred and thirty-seven years."
"Enough to verify some things." "Star" said with emotion in his voice.
"Magician" also nodded lightly and said:
"If this is true, then He must be very aware of the problems that lie hidden in the world in the special mirror.
"Hehe, if Mr. 'Fool' were awake now, he would definitely go directly to the 'Abandoned Land', grab him by the collar, and ask him what is hidden in the deepest part of the world in his special mirror!"
"Star" sighed subconsciously:
"He, Mr. 'Fool', is not so violent and rude."
The "magician" lady laughed:
"Do you understand what fantasy is?
"You have to distinguish clearly what is fantasy, what is the truth, what is a lie, what is the true emotion revealed in the lie, what is the most unlikely thing to express in the imagination, what is the hidden emotions, tendencies, impulses and entanglements in the heart expressed by the most impossible things out of the imagination, what is the truth, what is the thought, and even willing to do it, but it does not represent the true attitude.
"Wait until you distinguish these ......"
Speaking of this, Ms. "Magician" glanced at the paper and pen on the desk and laughed softly:
"You will be able to master the art of poetry at the beginning."
Mr. "Star" was silent for a few seconds and said:
"The knowledge obtained this time happens to be the part of the 'hunter' and 'witch', and it is also his arrangement?"
"I think it's more like the 'Heavenly Master' did it." The "magician" pondered and said, "We don't know what state the 'Heavenly Master' is in, but from the perspective of the 'Underworld', even if he can't prevent the Kemelo of the 'Morse Penance' from being polluted, he should be able to profoundly influence what the knowledge that constitutes the pollution is, and when it came to the hostel, he noticed the 'Seven Wands'."
Hearing this, Mr. "Star" nodded and said:
"The 'hunters' and 'witches' in the Minor Arcana cards under your hands are entangled, and it is also His arrangement? Do you want to realize what was verified by the 'Blood Emperor' and the 'Primordial Witch' in them?"
The "magician" lady chuckled.
"It's not just entangled, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but my spiritual intuition and writer's sense of smell tell me that something must have happened.
"I pity them, but I can't help but want to know the specific details......"
Saying that, the "magician" coughed lightly and brought the topic back on track:
"The current development is the inevitability of their entangled fate, emotional interaction, personal personality and inner growth, and should have nothing to do with that person.
"But!"
Ms. "Magician" emphasized the next "but" and then said:
"I now suspect that the initial encounter between the three of them was arranged by Him and then allowed it to develop.
"Do you understand? The top writer is to build a stage, construct events, and let the characters themselves express, show, interact, and conflict on the stage and in the event to complete the most wonderful story."
"Star" wanted to make fun of the writers, but he glanced at the paper and pen on the table and remained silent.
After the "magician" finished sighing, he turned to say:
"We should be able to decrypt more of that data next.
"What about the reward? What about the reward for the 'Two of Cups'?"
"Star" said while taking out the extraordinary materials in the silver box:
"It's been prepared.
"This is the magic potion recipe and all the ingredients from Sequence 9 'Sleeper' to Sequence 7 'Nightmare'."
The "magician" glanced at it and asked with a smile:
"Don't give that gold coin?"
"Although 'Two of Cups' is the guide of the dream we booked, she is the only one who is trustworthy and understands the corresponding environment enough, but she still can't get it easily, I will give her another task, tell her that this time in addition to the magic medicine recipe and corresponding materials of the sequence 6 'Requiem', she will also give her a special reward." "Star" stroked his slightly messy hair and said with a smile.
"Magician" nodded lightly and said something else:
"I've always wanted to ask, Mr. Pales, you have been promoted to sequence 1, why are you still staying with Mr. 'Star'?"
The eyes of the "star" were dark again, and the voice followed the old man:
"When people get old, they like stability and don't want to change their habits."
"Magician" responded with a smile:
"I want to hear the truth."
"Star" sighed, and Cang Lao said:
"When you become an archangel in Sequence 1, you will understand, and you can clearly feel how terrifying the little influence leaked out when Mr. 'Fool' and that Heavenly Venerable confronted each other, I can only continue to stay in the 'Goddess of Night' Church and seek a little refuge."
"Magician" said "Hmm" and put away the magic potion recipe and all the materials on the table.
She thought for a while, and asked Mr. "Star" with a slight movement in her eyes:
"Where did you get these materials?"
"Star" smiled:
"I applied to the Pope."
The "magician" asked thoughtfully:
"Your pope didn't ask why, he just gave it to him?"
"Yes, just give it to me." Mr. "Star" curled the corners of his mouth and replied calmly.
Ms. "Magician" showed an enlightened expression.
She immediately stood up, opened a starlight gate in the void, and left the log house.
…………
The deep night had just subsided, and there was no glimmer of light in the sky, in the apartment where Lumian was renting.
Jane covered herself with the quilt, exposing her snow-white shoulders, lay down beside Lumian, and stretched out her right hand, trying to pull the other person's eyelids apart.
"What are you doing?" Lumian asked angrily and amusedly.
Jian Na curled her mouth and said:
"You close your eyes and don't look at me, I can only take the initiative to help you open your eyes."
Lumian reluctantly opened his eyes and saw those dark blue eyes with a smile hidden in them.
After looking at each other for a few seconds, Lumian said thoughtfully:
"Your mental state is much better than before."
Jane withdrew her hand, propped it up in front of her, supported her chin, looked at Lumian's face and eyes with a smile and said:
"Yes, I felt much better after chatting with Franka that day."
Lumian immediately sneered:
"Who said before that the worst result I could think of was that Franka was going to kill me, and I was willing to agree? You know that Franka can't do that kind of thing."
"That's just a fantasy, a fantasy derived from inner emotions, self-entanglement and self-destructive tendencies, can't you hear it?" Jian Na snorted.
Lumian chuckled:
"Of course I can hear it, so I said that it is the best choice for the problem between you to detonate early."
As he said, he was a little emotional, and instinctively stretched out his right hand, wanting to touch Jian Na's head, but halfway through, his palm froze there again.
Seeing this, Jian Na's eyes dimmed slightly, then pursed her mouth, raised her left hand directly, grabbed Lumian's palm, and forcibly dragged it over, placing it on the back of her head.
Only then did Lumian slowly stroke it, from stiff to jerky, from jerky to natural.
Jian Na looked at him, a smile appeared on her face:
"What about yours?"
Lumian was silent.
Jian Na didn't continue this matter anymore, and asked with a smile:
"Do you and Franka have that?"
Lumian sighed:
"I try not to tell the development between me and her in front of you."
Jian Na smiled:
"Before talking to Franka, if you said this, I would indeed be sad, painful, and entangled, and I could only control myself from showing it, and now, although I will also have corresponding emotions, I am looking forward to you going, and I will be a little relieved and happy for this, can you understand this contradictory feeling?
"I made those choices before, and many times they were so contradictory."
Lumian nodded slowly:
"It's not that you don't know Franka, although she gave up, but if nothing happened on the spot, she would inevitably back down a little later, she would be embarrassed, and she wouldn't be able to cross the final threshold.
"I can't take the initiative, right?"
"Yes, you take the initiative, you will go in the morning, and you will go later!" Jane said without hesitation.
Lumian glanced deeply at Jianna:
"Do you want to increase the bond in this way and keep it at critical moments?"
Jian Na said "hmm" with her nose:
"I will try to retain it, but I will also respect her final choice."
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(End of this chapter)