The conversation that followed was choppy, as Kasia could easily let the conversation slip off the ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info carefully inquired about all the circumstances of the Holy Emperor letting her escape from the Holy Emperor's Hall with the bones of the first Knight King, and Doris had an unusual level of trust in Kasia, and the details were not missed at all. But due to the factors of age and growth environment, she can only recount what happened along the way as fully as possible. As for the other superfluous considerations, almost all of them are zero.

"It seems that the weather factor has a huge impact on everything. Kasia sighed. After he listened to Doris's words, they had spent a lot of time back and forth, and there were many reasons why they could entangle with those personnel in the Holy Emperor Hall for so long, and it was due to the heavy rain that lasted for several days.

Of course, apart from knowing that Doris kept rushing towards the Endless Sea with the bones of a generation of knight kings, he didn't know anything about the core things. For Doris Lai, the Holy Emperor did not say a word except for giving an order.

"I happened to be in a theological class that day, and the butler suddenly told me that the Holy Emperor was summoning me and told me to hurry over. Then it wasn't in the big room where the Holy Emperor usually dealt with things, but on the edge of the large exhibition hall where my uncle's bones were placed, I met the Holy Emperor. Doris recalled, "Because I was originally chosen to manage this set of bones, when I saw the Holy Emperor, I thought that something was wrong with my affairs, so that I alarmed the Holy Emperor. But when I got there, I learned that there was something else. The Holy Emperor told me that there was a task for me to complete, and that only I could accomplish it. So, with the help of a few housekeepers, we took my uncle's bones in the evening and replaced them with a pair of fake bones. ”

The "uncle" in Doris's mouth is the first generation of knight king Grote, and the saints selected by each generation seem to have a magical system that allows them to have a brief conversation with Grote in his mental time. But this initiative is in the hands of Grote, and he has absolute freedom whether or not to maintain the necessary contact with each generation of saints.

"Then you moved into the Victory Mansion and left Manoma on a rainy day with the help of a few butlers. Kasia himself muttered, "Are those butlers people you know?"

"No, they were all temporarily arranged for me by the Holy Emperor, they were very good to me and didn't embarrass me about anything. "The Holy Emperor didn't tell me what to do, just let me go with my uncle's bones." But the other day, the butlers suddenly said that something needed to be taken care of, so we divided the bones in two and separated them at the station. Later, on the train, I ran into you, Mr. Cassia. ”

Doris said this, her ruddy face turned white, and she thought about what had happened last night.

The conversation stopped here, and the two didn't continue. It's okay for Doris to be more of a porter, or a liaison with Grote. Saints like Doris, it seems that they work and function in this way in every generation. It is said that the upper age limit of being a saint varies from person to person. It probably depends on how well each generation of saints talks to Grote. As simple and cute little girls, they don't have any extra ideas in their hearts, and they are indeed more acceptable to Grote.

Or would it make him relax his vigilance?

"I'm going to have to find some books on the subject, and there are some things I need to cross-reference. Kasia told Doris to get something to eat first, she had been sleeping all morning to replenish her spirits, and now her stomach should be hungry.

Then we came to the junction of the two carriages, where there was never a shortage of people smoking. Blowing the hot and humid summer wind, Kasia's head did not relax in the slightest, and all kinds of thoughts began to clog up like tree roots, and became a mess.

"Ask Grote again in the evening?" he thought was the most straightforward way to go.

By the time the last night on the train arrived, the eerie atmosphere had long since disappeared. Many of the passengers maintained sufficient energy and enthusiasm, and kept making trouble until late at night. When night really comes, the sky is covered with shining stars. Cassia hadn't seen such a scene for a long time, out of the small city, the military school in the Blanco Mountains, thin clouds perennially entrenched in the sky. The canopy of the night was already his old friend.

The sound of Julien and Taranto's calm breathing sounded next to him, and Kasia looked at the time on the small alarm clock, it was now a little past two o'clock in the morning, and everyone around was already asleep, but the situation of the previous two nights did not appear again.

Trying to spread her cross pupils, Kasia, whose perception was much sharper, couldn't find that familiar and strange feeling in the air. The Golden Skull's effect on the train is gone.

"When you arrive in the Oria region, go to the Imperial Library set up there. Kasia closed her eyes, "These things, the Quartet forces shouldn't do anything about it." I didn't know what was going on, but after closing her eyes, Kasia quickly fell into a semi-sleep.

The sky had turned white for a long time, and the wilderness had become a large city of buildings. Trains weave through it, and from the railroad you can see the busy cars running below. The milky white steam fell to the ground in a more condensed state in the cooler air in the early morning, leaving only a dark watermark on the road.

The sound of the small alarm clock and the first whistle of the train sounded at the same time, disturbing most of the passengers who were still asleep. Julien and Taranto reflexively opened their eyes, and the drowsiness inside was dispelled after a few seconds. Moving their stiff bodies, which had been sitting for most of the night, they turned their heads, and Kasia was already sitting upright, her face a plain and quiet face.

"Good morning, Mr. Cassia. The two of them greeted each other, except for the day when they slept until noon due to the influence of Grote's spiritual world, Julien and Taranto had already experienced Kasia's powerful self-discipline biological clock during the two days on the airship. As the commander-in-chief of this mission, his own quality and training really surprised Yu Lian and them.

In the early morning, while talking to each other, the speed of the train slowed down. The passengers, who had endured the long journey, took their luggage, and the moment the closed doors opened, regardless of the steam around them that had not yet melted in the air, they hurried out of the train, like a stream entering the river, and they merged into the flow of people in front of them. Different faces are completely blended together, and this is the way life is usual.

With this in mind, Cassia carried Doris's suitcase, and the four of them got off the train that was carrying passengers. (To be continued.) )