"If the night sky is clean enough, climb to the highest lighthouse in Matilda when the moon is closest to the ground."

"Then you will be able to pluck a twinkling star as a gift to her beloved."

……

In an inconspicuous inn on the outskirts of Matilda, a singer is singing her best songs with her most gentle voice, but the only thing that is matched is the monotonous howling of the wind and the creaking of the inn's doors.

Her dress was very old, and her cuffs and chest were stained with oil, and she looked like a poor and poor person.

Contrary to what she sang, there was no moon in the sky for a long time, and the inn should be closed after singing this song, and the few sporadic guests on the first floor may not give her many copper coins, but in order to make more money, she still sang with her neck stalked, and every time she sang a sentence, white gas would spew out of her mouth.

The innkeeper was drowsy on the counter, one hand lazily beating the clap for the singer.

It's already at this point in time, there shouldn't be any new guests staying overnight, and when this young lady finishes singing and the guests who listen to the song disperse, he can also close and rest.

Just as the innkeeper was thinking this, three dusty uninvited guests broke in outside the gate, and the wind blew out two candles on the counter.

The innkeeper found the fire and lit the extinguished candle before looking at the three guests who had entered.

Their faces were veiled, their eyes were beautiful, and they were three young women, dressed in simple styles, but the fabrics they used were clearly of great value.

Two of the women had staffs pinned to their waists, indicating that they were two magicians.

Only the rich can afford to learn magic, and these three are both noble and rare. It's no wonder that just a woman dares to go out and walk after dark, and she can use magic to be naturally fearless.

But what did they do when they came to his little hotel in the middle of nowhere? Like those people, also for the sake of "that thing" of the Holy See?

The innkeeper was curious, but his rule was never to ask the guest, so he straightened up his shirt and wiped the lenses of his glasses to meet him.

"Are you going to eat or stay?" The boss asked.

"Stay in the hotel." The tall woman at the head of the row said.

"Oh, and you know it's a special time lately, so the price is ......"

The innkeeper saw that the three were rich lords, and he couldn't help but want to extort a sum of money.

There was no hesitation on the face of the tall girl, and she asked casually, "How much?" ”

The innkeeper counted them.

The tall woman pointed upstairs, then tossed the boss a few gold coins, "Stay for a week." ”

The singer's singing voice stopped for half a second, and the passengers listening to the song also looked sideways at the counter.

The innkeeper didn't expect the other party to give gold coins, he only wanted to order silver coins.

Neither the boss nor they had seen the appearance of gold coins in a long time.

"A week?" The shortest woman exclaimed, "I don't want to be in this ...... Uh-huh-hmm......"

She was covered by the woman next to her and couldn't say the rest of the words.

The boss was dazzled by the golden coins, and the smile on his face could hardly be hidden, and he calculated the money to find supplies to the other party and grinned to show the way for the three guests.

The shrewd boss didn't care about the short lady's nasty words, he had already seen that the tall woman was the most vocal of the three, after all, they had already taken out the huge sums of money.

The innkeeper walked at the front of the stairs with a candlestick, and the short woman kicked her legs and whined all the way up by the woman who covered her mouth, and the tall woman walked up the stairs with the same hurried steps, and soon the three of them came upstairs.

The boss opened the door to the guest room, and a smell of dust and musty smells poured out of it, causing the three ladies to cough one after another, and one of them sneezed cutely.

The innkeeper apologized: "I'm really sorry, our hotel is not staffed enough, and the usual cleaning work is not done diligently, and the guest rooms are a little dirty...... Do you need to clean it for you now? ”

The tall woman coughed and gestured non-negittently: "We'll do it ourselves, you can go." ”

"Okay, if you have any requests, come down and sue me."

The innkeeper complied and placed the burning candlestick on the shoe cabinet at the door.

His guests didn't want him to get in the way, so he dutifully left the scene.

When the innkeeper disappeared around the corner of the stairs, Angelina finally let go of Tracy's mouth and took off her veil, as did Priscilla.

"Phew...... It smells terrible. Where is this room worth all those gold coins? After the mouth was liberated, Tracy immediately popped out a complaint, and the veil was torn off when the complaint was finished.

"It's full of ...... in the neighborhood," Angelina whispered.

Tracy snorted: "Then you can also take silver coins, what do you say about giving gold coins directly?" Don't you see the boss's face? He only wanted silver coins. ”

Ignoring her sister, Priscilla walked into the guest room, using her mental power to detect two magic lamps, one at the head of the bed and one across the window.

After figuring out the location of the lamps in the room, Priscilla shook her staff and used her fire magic to bring light to the room, allowing the three of them to see the inside of the room.

The exterior of this room and the inn is hopelessly dilapidated, with white plaster on the walls, cobwebs and dust in the corners, and even the wooden floors that have been polished by the years of temperature. To make matters worse, the temperature inside the house was no different from the outside, even though the windows were closed, but the window panes were broken and leaking.

Priscilla closed the door and said, "I'll go check on the water supply." With that, she dodged into the bathroom.

"It's cold." Tracy shrunk her neck and walked to one of the beds.

“！”

She didn't pay attention to her feet, and accidentally kicked an upturned plank, and fell directly into the painful and wolf dog mud.

"Tracy!" Angelina was stunned, and hurried over to help Tracy up, and then pulled Tracy's elbow, where she saw that the skin was still scratched, and the black plaster was messed up on the wound.

"Ah, you're bleeding here!" Angelina covered her mouth, "Use healing magic quickly, or you'll have a scar." ”

Tracy frowned, her ass hurt more than her elbows. She pursed her lips and said, "You won't ...... Lend me your handkerchief. ”

"Go to church tomorrow and let the clergy heal." Angelina blinked.

"No, I'm not as squeamish as you."

“……”

Angelina choked, took out the handkerchief and handed it to Tracy, who didn't even look at it, took the handkerchief a few times to wipe the plaster, and stood up and threw it out of the window.

Angelina's face turned pale when she saw this, and she hurriedly grabbed it, but Tracy was nimble, and she turned slightly sideways to make her pounce, Angelina had to be aggrieved: "Tracy, I like this handkerchief very much, why did you throw it away?" ”

"But it's dirty, isn't it?" Tracy's eyes were full of innocence, "What, you still want to keep it?" ”

"Just wash it." Angelina puffed out her face.

"Poof, you really don't look like a noble lady." Tracy snorted lightly, wrapping the handkerchief around her fingertips and turning it in circles, "You want me so much that I don't want to give it back to you." ”

"This ......" Angelina slumped her shoulders in regret, like a wilted balloon.

Tracy said that if she didn't pay it back, she wouldn't pay it back.

Tracy observed Angelina's expression, and felt a little discouraged to see that she had compromised so quickly, and muttered, "It's just a handkerchief......"

She slipped her handkerchief into her pocket, walked a few steps and sat down on the bed, a smell of rancidity, the mattress was still hard, Tracy reflexively bounced, and her face was capitalized with disgust.

As a young lady from the Duke's Palace, she would have to sleep in such a bed for a week? It's scary to think about. She'd rather camp in the wild!

Angelina also guessed when she saw Tracy's expression, she was actually very reluctant, and she retreated for a while from the moment she entered the hotel.

At this time, the temperature in the room rose, and Priscilla came out of the bathroom: "I have perfected the magic array of water supply and temperature control, and the magic circle of temperature control has been activated. ”

Tracy turned her head and asked, "Do you use magic stones or your own magic powers?" ”

"Of course it's a magic stone, how can magic power be used on this." Priscilla crossed her waist with one hand.

She stood in thought for a few seconds, and then called out Angelina's name: "Miss Greenwin, you can also come and help, I want to stock up some water in advance, can you help me clean up the room?" ”

Angelina snorted, looked at Tracy and asked, "Shall we go and help too?" ”

"Huh?"

Theresie looked visibly unhappy.

Angelina sighed, thinking that it would be better for her to go alone, obviously the three of them were noble ladies, and she was a little upset that Priscilla was busy there.

Guessing Angelina's intentions, Tracy raised her voice and asked, "Lena, aren't you going with me?" ”

Angelina and Tracy looked at each other and saw a pair of sparkling eyes.

She softened and was about to speak, but Tracy jumped out of bed.

"Forget it, I'll go for a walk, you stay here and help her."

Angelina watched Tracy go out and felt as if she shouldn't have said something like that, but ......

She looked at the door of the bathroom, Priscilla launched a magic array to store water inside, that should have been her job, because she was the only one here who was proficient in water attribute magic, Priscilla's talent was wind and fire, and it had nothing to do with the water system, and if she wanted to use the magic array to store water, she would have to spend magic stones, and Priscilla wanted her to stay with Tracy before volunteering to take a job that was not suitable for her, how could Angelina not see it?

Angelina is very sympathetic to Tracy's plight, it is difficult for a person with no magical qualifications to live in a magical family full of geniuses, but it is not easy for others to blindly accommodate it, if only Tracy could be considerate of the people around her.

Everyone actually loves her very much, why should she deliberately ignore it?

Angelina felt sullen.

She may take herself too seriously, thinking that she can change Tracy and open Tracy's heart with her own efforts, so that the other party can let go of the shadows and obsessions of the past, and be a little more sunny...... But she simply couldn't. Tracy's heart knot...... There's no way she'll be able to untie it.

……

Tracy walked back and forth in the aisle outside, and the sound of stepping on the tattered floor made Tracy feel very uncomfortable.

She was afraid that the second brother and the civilian would not take care of Ronoye so she and the third sister followed, and Priscilla was very worried about her without magic, and it was she who insisted on making noise to get the opportunity to accompany her. Before leaving, Alvin told them about Ferga's current form, and both she and Priscilla were very worried.

If the external turmoil in Fergar reflects the internal chaos, then Ulleni is the eye of the typhoon and the heart of the volcano.

Ronoye was involved in the struggle of all sides, how to reassure them from external and internal troubles.

After losing the trace of Orwin and the Knights, they inquired for a few days in the land city, only to find out that the High Priest of the Holy See seemed to have received a very special subject, and in two days he was going to announce a very important matter to the people of all Ulleny.

Priscilla guessed that the incident had something to do with Ronoye and the others, so she came to Matilda to camp. And it was not a quiet place, and in just a few days Matilda's hotels were packed with guests, as evidenced by the fact that they were belatedly only able to make it to this class of hostels.

Tracy stopped at a window, looked at the moon in the sky with a melancholy expression, and clasped her hands together to pray that Ronoye would be well.

At that moment, she felt the aura of approaching behind her.

Tracy turned around and saw a figure hidden in the shadows.

"Alert, your relationship with the dark is wonderful, Miss Tracy."

The woman who spoke had a seductive voice.

Teresie didn't panic, she and Ronoye had been kidnapped, especially since she didn't know magic, the bad guys beat her up more often, and with those terrifying experiences, she could be rational in the first time in the face of a mysterious person who didn't know the origin and purpose.

After a little analysis, she had heard this voice, and the last time she heard it was quite close.

To confirm her guess, Tracy asked, "Are you the singer you sang before?" ”

"Oh, you're not scared at all." The figure didn't answer Tracy's question, "I thought you'd call Miss Priscilla right away." ”

Tracy said coldly: "I don't like to trouble her, not before, and not now." ”

The figure laughed for a while and said, "They are sisters in the same lineage, one is a waste wood who can't do magic, and the other is a good wood with outstanding talents, why is there such a big difference?" Have you really never been jealous? ”

"You want to sow discord?" Tracy raised her chin contemptuously, "I'm not going to fall into your trap. ”

The mysterious man's tone of voice was as good as singing, and the content of his words was not good at all: "Okay, then let me put it this way, the owners of the divine power and the dark power appear in a family at the same time, like the poles of a magnet, and the bloodline of Amphilos is really the infinite possibility of the owner." ”

Tracy was shocked, Alvin, Gustav, and Priscilla all had divine powers, was this mysterious man talking about Ronoyer? But who is the owner of the dark power......

The mysterious man added: "Miss Tracy, you are also a descendant of Amphilos, haven't you ever thought about why you are the only one who can't use magic?" ”

Even though she knew she couldn't ask any more, Tracy asked as if she was bewitched, "Why...... What? ”

The mysterious man giggled, "That's because your magic has been sealed—by your own parents." You have power that you shouldn't have, and you're favored by demons...... If you grow up, you will be punished by the Holy See, and in order to protect you, your parents will rob you of the opportunity to become a blood magician. ”

Tracy couldn't believe her ears.

What is this woman talking about?

Her father and mother sealed her magic?

She...... Supposed to be a blood mage?

Ridiculous! Amusing!

It was a blood mage who was considered forbidden by everyone, full of evil and curses...... How could it be related to the name Amphilos, which has countless honors? She...... If she really became a blood magician, she would definitely disgrace her parents.

Thinking of this, Tracy said angrily, "I won't believe you!" ”

She would rather be an ordinary person forever than be a blood mage spurned by everyone.

"Hehehe, don't refuse the power from the abyss, this is your only talent...... It's a pity that you can't be a good blood mage now, your magic power has been sealed for too long, even if the seal is lifted immediately, it won't increase by half a point, although you were born with good magic power, but you are eighteen years old, what can that magic power do? Alas, I feel sorry for you, Miss Tracy. ”

Tracy couldn't take it anymore, and she roared, "I won't listen to every word you say, stop trying to trick me!" If you want to kidnap or kill me, do it, if you don't, get out of here! ”

"Oh, it's so fierce, people just want to help you." The mysterious man threw a book to Tracy, "Look at it, this is my treasure, I really don't want to see a seedling of good qualifications buried in the human world." ”

With these meaningful words, the mysterious man immediately dissipated like smoke, and the part of the corridor that could not be seen clearly was now visible, it was empty, as if no one had ever existed.

Thrown to the ground by the mysterious man was a crumpled book, which looked as old as the clothes the mysterious man wore when he disguised himself as a singer, and most of the pages showed signs of decay, even showing a dark red of rust, as if it had once been soaked in blood.

Tracy picked up the book and flipped through a few pages, the book had no name or table of contents, but fortunately the text written in it was in Fergar's common language, so it was not difficult to read.

Tracy read a few lines cursoryly, and couldn't help but close the book in shock and throw it away, afraid to look at it again.

But after a while of calming down, Tracy picked up the book again.

She had to do something. For the sake of Ronoye, for the sake of Amphilos, she had to do something. But she can't do anything without power, so she needs strength.

Whatever that is...... What kind of power.