She Chooses To Destroy the World

"No, this is still a dream."

"But this..." Alice touched her lips, her touch just now was definitely not fake. She pinched her thigh and grinned in pain.

There was laughter from the other side, as if laughing at her.

"The time when we met in the temple when you were young, I told you a lot about this. It took too long and you might have forgotten them. It takes a lot of power to pray for me to wake up. You alone People can’t do it. But your uninterrupted prayers over this period of time have indeed added a lot of power to my dreams, allowing me to condense an entity, although it is not a visible image... but at least it can I can touch it."

As he said this, Alice felt her hand held by a hand.

"It's like this." He said, helping her stand up, "You can pull you, or you can be a priest to preside over the ceremony. But the look is too weird to look at. Fortunately, there is no light here, otherwise it will scare you. "

It's hard for him not to be curious about what he said. Alice grabbed his hand and held it down. The hand was cold and had no body temperature. The touch was also different from human skin, but the shape was undoubtedly a human hand. I just don't know what the body with this hand is.

In other words... In fact, she wants to know what the lips kissed her just now. This is her first kiss. Although it does not contain any intimacy, it is just the process of the ceremony. Lovely Lisi still has some unexplainable changes in her heart. She pulls his wrist and wants to go up with her arm. Touch it.

As soon as her hand touched her forearm, she was intercepted by the other hand. His gesture was quite persistent and unwavering, she had to give up.

"In any case, I finally finished this ritual." The **** said seriously, as if it could conceal the small movements of the two hands. "This is some ancient ritual, and is popular in the temple now. The kind is different. At the beginning, there were not so many believers in the gods. Every believer must swear his name, glory and everything he owns. According to past habits, only after such a ceremony can it be regarded as formal believer."

Alice nodded, "Oh".

Just listen to the **** continuing to say in a very gentle voice:

"You are my only believer. I remembered your name and imprinted it in my heart. From then on, you also have the right to call my name and use my name. As I said at the ceremony, as long as you call , I will be by your side."

Do you want to call the name of the god? This is a bit embarrassing, but this is what Alice really wants to do, she screamed:

"Cecilian... Your lord?"

Still like the weird name in the temple, He smiled and corrected her:

"It's just Cecilian."

"Secilian."

She had read his name, and a warm wind blew her face, like a hug.

Then he stopped speaking, as if the words that should be said had already been said, and there was no need to continue. The palm that had originally held her hand had disappeared sometime. Alice wanted to ask him why he wanted her to stay here, but the future **** Cecillian did not answer. Perhaps he thought the answer to this matter would be revealed, and it was unnecessary to answer at this moment; or it was because of Alice. The prayer power of one person is indeed insufficient, and the prayers of these months are only enough for him to preside over such a ceremony for her. Alice didn't know how the power of prayer should be converted to the power of the gods. She didn't know that she could have a few words of conversation with him after praying for a few days.

Although Cecilian had dispelled the entity, he did not speak anymore. But she knew that his "dream" still stayed here. With His company, this endless darkness and loneliness has become much easier to accept.

Alice doesn't know how long she has been detained. If it is calculated according to the number of food deliveries, it should be about three days. During these three days, the food delivery person never spoke, but delivered the food through the small window in the door. Alice called out a few times and asked the other party to send a lamp, but no one paid attention to her. Depending on the situation, they deliberately wanted her to stay in such darkness, perhaps wanting to kill her will in this way. If it weren't for Circillian's presence, Alice suspected that she would go crazy.

After the supper of the day was delivered, Earl Rachel finally came in person.

He opened the window to reveal his face, and the candle pierced Alice's eyes.

"My master wants to see you." Earl Rachel's words were not for her opinion, but just a notice. After saying this, he turned and left, leaving Alice alone in doubt.

Owner? Why does an earl have a master? Generally speaking, nobles swear allegiance to the king, and the king can be called their master. But in this context, the person mentioned by Earl Rachel is definitely not a king.

Alice sorted through the things she had previously inquired about Earl Rachel, and suddenly remembered a strange rumor that she hadn't taken seriously.

The rumor said that even though Earl Rachel was in charge of the Mercenary Guild, he was a man with power comparable to a king, but in fact, the Mercenary Guild was not owned by him. Although he holds the key to all wealth, he is just a gatekeeper.

He was loyal to the king in name, but he was actually serving another master.

His Majesty the King also knew about this. Although he tried every means to send many spies, he still could not figure out the identity of the master. Some people speculate that the owner of Earl Rachel is the Marquis Graham, the largest nobleman in the Northland, but this is just an unfounded guess by idlers. After all, if it is really him, His Majesty the King can't find it out.

Even His Majesty the King couldn’t find out. The little homework that Alice did by holding the Buddha's feet is really not enough to guess the true identity of the "master" of Earl Rachel. Alice thought that the "master" must be a very Special characters, but speculation like this is meaningless and worthless at all.

Regardless of him, she just wants a bead crown anyway, if she can see the "master" of Earl Rachel, maybe things will have a new turn.

Although Earl Rachel said she wanted her to meet his master, no one came to **** Alice. Alice was not in a hurry, she felt extremely sleepy after dinner, and soon fell asleep on the straw.

While she was asleep, Earl Rachel's guards came to unlock the dungeon door and changed her place.

This is embarrassing enough to say. The guards under Count Rachel were a little afraid of her and worried that there would be mistakes on the road, so they put some drugs to make people sleepy in their supper, and they were relieved and boldly. Send her away. So when Alice woke up and opened her eyes again, she realized that this was no longer a dungeon, and she was sleeping on a soft big bed.

This bed is really comfortable, and Alice has never slept in such a comfortable bed. This kind of experience made her feel quite fresh. After rolling twice, she would not think about it for a while.

When she followed the master, she often stayed in the hotel's senior suite at a low price. However, the ordinary guests of the inn are just mercenaries, or at most, knights who have lost their masters. The so-called "premium suites" are just bigger rooms, not to mention the fact that Roma doesn't have the concept of respecting the old and loving the young. Staying in a superior suite, Alice sleeps in a bed for her attendants outside, which is not much better than a bed in a normal guest room.

I had been in a dark place for three days, and although the light in this bedroom was actually very dim, it took Alice a while to get used to it. She rubbed and rubbed on the bed, and it took her a long time to sit up.

She checked herself from top to bottom according to her usual habit. It was fine and there was no injury. Even the dagger was placed on the bedside table and was not taken away. But the rags she wore before had been stripped off and put on a white cotton dressing gown. She didn't have any chains or anything on her body, but she seemed very free. But this room has no windows, only a door.

Could it be that this is also a dungeon?

This is probably unlikely, after all, no one would put such a comfortable bed in a dungeon.

Alice walked to the door and pushed the door.

The door was unlocked and opened as soon as it was pushed. A girl dressed as a maid was waiting at the door, and when she came out, she saluted her.

Alice asked her:

"Where is Earl Rachel?" After the question, he paused again. "Also, where's my clothes?"

"The count sent you back and went back." The maid replied, "Your clothes are already torn. They are thrown in the laundry room... Do you want more?"

Alice was startled and shook her head:

"If it needs to be changed, then don't."

When the dress was bought, it was second-hand and tattered. She wore it to the earl’s banquet three times, fought a fight, and rolled in the straw in the dungeon for a few days. She probably couldn't wear it for a long time.

The maid nodded:

"The host will meet with you after breakfast. Please don't worry. Wait a moment here. I will bring you breakfast and change clothes for you."

The maid left after speaking, seemingly not intending to restrict her freedom. Alice stood at the door and looked into the hallway, but couldn't see a window as far as she could. If this is not a big house with no windows at all, it is still a basement somewhere. Probably there is only one exit for the entire building, so she can't escape, so she doesn't need to look at it.

Of course, Alice didn't want to run either. She has survived this time, and if she runs away now, she will be losing money too much. In any case, I have to meet with Rachel's "master" first.

According to the maid's statement, plus her own judgment, Alice realized that she was no longer in Rachel's Mansion.

She stepped back into the room. There was nothing special about this bedroom except that it had no windows. There was a dressing table next to it with some cosmetics commonly used by women. Alice was not interested in these. She simply climbed back to the bed and rolled around twice, waiting for the maid to bring her breakfast.

Alice had heard that this is how some noble ladies eat breakfast. The hotel suite where Alice lived in the past sometimes had this kind of service, but she had never enjoyed it before. She just got up in the morning and wiped her face, then ran out to practice martial arts with the master, and then came back to devour her meal after a lap. . She was a little excited to be able to enjoy this kind of treatment this time.

After a while, the maid came over with a large silver dinner plate. Seeing this, it was indeed intended for her to eat in bed.

No matter what the circumstances, breakfast must be full. This is the first lesson Alice learned with Roma. The breakfast served here is more elaborate than the ones generally provided in the hotel. The quality of sausages and bacon is better, as well as mushrooms and vegetables. Even the poached eggs are meticulously cooked into a perfect circle, plus bread. Bottom and delicious sauce.

Alice swept away the food on the plate and cheered up. The maid brought her clothes to change. Although it was not as formal as the clothes she wore when she attended the Duchess' dinner, it was also a set of dresses that high society ladies would wear.

Wearing such a set of clothes, I'm afraid it is not easy to escape after seeing Rachel's "master"...

Alice thought so in her heart, but she didn't say anything. The maid took her to a drawing room, where Alice met Count Rachel's "master".

In Alice's imagination, the owner of Earl Rachel should be an old man who looks very serious, and never thought that it was a lady younger than the earl.

This lady has an extremely charming appearance, her skin is like jade without blemishes, and she is almost transparent, as if she has not seen the sun for many years. The shape of the gorgeous dress she wore was different from that of ordinary ladies. It was more like the holy robe of the priest. It was embroidered with weird patterns with gold threads. It looked more than just a decoration. I don’t know what it is used for. .

As for the accessories she wore on her head... Alice would never admit her mistake, it was the beaded crown that the Duchess asked her to find.

According to Alice's original imagination, she always thought that this thing should be decorated in a glass cabinet that was placed upright, or it should be hidden in some treasure house with other jewels. Unexpectedly, this thing was actually worn on a woman's head at this time.

Of course, the bead crown should have been worn on the head. But its original owner is dead, and Earl Rachel declared to his wife and sister that he would keep this thing and think about it, but in a blink of an eye he would give it to others. In this way, Earl Rachel was a bit too much.

and many more……

Looking at the lady in front of her, Alice suddenly had a very strange thought in her heart:

The original owner of this bead crown... is he really dead?

This lady's face made Alice feel familiar. Of course, it was the first time she met her, but Alice would bet that she must have seen someone similar to her before. But who the **** is it?

If it weren't for the beaded crown, Alice might not have come to a conclusion so easily, but this face and the beaded crown provide Alice with a seemingly unlikely answer:

"You are... Duchess Felix's...sister?"