I'm such an old god, so sorry

"So... where is the final positioning point of the holy ceremony?"

Xiu De tilted his head and asked. Although he felt cordial to the grand scene in front of him, he did not forget why he came to Lyrebird Bay, a huge holy ceremony based on the entire royal capital. The area is the Bay of Lyrebird.

But it’s not clear where is such a large area of ​​Lyrebird Bay.

"...The data is a bit biased, and the completion of the holy ceremony should be delayed."

Mistoria listened to the words and nodded as if listening to something, then said to Xiude.

"How long is the delay?"

"If it's fast, it's a few hours, if it's slow, it may be two to three days."

"Hey, can you do it?"

Xiude wailed dissatisfiedly. If this result was obtained by the people of the stars, he would express his understanding, but before that, Xiude had instructed the Ring of God team to calculate, and the result was such a big deal for him. The error comes.

Have you survived for thousands of years?

The Eternal God's Highness is unhappy = Xiude gives a small report to the Lord of the Blue = The Lord of the Blue is unhappy = The Lord of the Blue is unhappy with the Ring of God...This formula frightens Mistoria quickly Explained:

"The arrangement of the blood worshipers is too random. They have little understanding of the sacred rituals. The conventional calculation methods can not locate the accurate time and place. Mr. Murdur and Hallendale had to use the immature chaotic magic theory to carry out Calculate, and control the result in a smaller interval."

Mistoria raised her head slightly and said, "Forgive me to be frank...Your appointment may be just a coincidence, and the blood worshipers who arranged the holy ceremony may not know where the ceremony will ultimately lead."

"...You mean I'm here for nothing?"

After a while, Xiu De said quietly.

He roughly understood the situation. Although he did not know where the blood worship received the role and arrangement of the holy ceremony, the knowledge they obtained was undoubtedly incomplete, or because the quality of the sacrifices varied, the ultimate orientation of the ceremony The coordinates keep changing.

In the cognition of the people of the stars, the sacred ritual is a formal technique that cannot be more formal. Subconsciously, through a simple formula exchange, the final oriented place and time can be obtained. Unexpectedly, the blood worship that arranged the ritual was basically the operation of Xia. .

"Probably not, Your Highness."

Mistoria replied: "The Bay of Lyrebirds at this time is also full of high-energy reactions-almost all the sword masters of the king are concentrated here."

"I haven't heard of any activities here."

"On this point, it seems that almost all the sword saints in the royal capital received an invitation letter a few days ago. Because of the sensitive identity of your Highness, I am not among those invited... But you can Ask Miss Cangxia."

Mistoria spoke, and stepped aside, Xiude's sight was able to get past the slow moving magic guide, and saw the pretty girl walking towards him not far away.

"Cangxia! How do you know that I am here?"

When the girl walked in, Xiu De asked with a smile.

"Of course I can perceive where Xiude is."

Cang Xia raised the scabbard she was holding, and the red satin tied on the hilt was very conspicuous on the dark gold hilt.

Seeing this, Xiude couldn't help but took out half of the red ribbon from his pocket.

That is a sword pledge.

This otherwise unremarkable object seems to have become a magical sensor because of the sword oath.

Ever since Cang Xia was promoted to the Sword Master, the sword oath she made has really been effective, but the red ribbon as a keepsake has no magical aura, and the quality is still ordinary things, and there is no sign of promotion to extraordinary items.

This is not magic...but Ainfar is the ideal world. Under the rules of the crystal wall system, even the gods of order that shouldn't exist can be born in another dimension by faith, and there is nothing strange about moral cultivation. Up.

"Why did you come here?"

This is what Xiu De asked Cang Xia. The girl's temperament can be said to be more than Xiu De, except for necessary activities and visits to friends, she barely moves a bit, practicing swords at home all day.

"Doesn't Xiude know? Miss Mistoria did not receive the invitation letter?"

Cang Xia tilted her head, and said after seeing Xiu De gently shaking her head:

"My teacher... Long Night Sword Saint is leaving Su Duo."

Chapter Ten Exile

"The mirage is leaving Su Duo, what's the matter?"

"I don't know... the teacher suddenly announced the news, and the sword saints in the king's capital were invited to come to see the teacher off."

Cang Xia shook her head slightly, her drooping eyes looked a little sad.

Mirage is Cangxia’s mentor, and can be said to be the person who has been with Cangxia for the longest time. Although the Long Night Sword Saint has a cold look of emotion all day long, he actually doesn’t have much to Cangxia... Enthusiasm is purely the task of completing the throne.

But it is undeniable that Cang Xia respects this teacher of swordsmanship very much, and the sword saint of Long Night has been the sword saint role model in Cang Xia's heart so far.

"Um...that makes sense."

For the time being, no matter what wind the mirage has drawn, this decision is made. From the point of view of the Longye Sword Saint, the dean of the Xiu Sword Academy can be said to be full of peaches and plums, and there is no conflict with others on weekdays. It's right for people to come to join us.

"In that case, let me go and have a look with you."

Xiude said, leaving behind the invitation of [Red Maple], he actually didn't think about it, but... is that important?If you let the pigeons go, let the pigeons go. It's an honor to be let go by my Lord of Blue.

"Ok."

Cangxia nodded, and skillfully boarded Xiude's magic guide.

The poor girl Juggernaut has no property except the mansion sent by Junzuo, and she relies on two legs to go out.

According to the address given by Cang Xia, the magic guide left the temporary market and went up along the scenic spot of Lyrebird Bay, and finally stopped at a seaside castle.

Outside the castle are more than a dozen seemingly extravagant magic guides. After Cangxia presented the invitation letter to the gatekeeper, he entered the castle. As for the two of Xiude...Although there is no invitation letter, the benefits of the Sword Saint King You can brush your face and mix privileges wherever you go.

The castle is very ordinary, just an ordinary holiday castle. In the lobby on the first floor, the rare Sword Saints of Su Duo gathered together, and the center around them was a long night Sword Saint Mirage dressed in black and snow.

As the protagonist of this farewell party, Mirage has rarely become the core of public attention, and his interpersonal relationship can also be seen from the surrounding circles.

The sword saints farthest away from the mirage and at the outermost periphery of the circle all have no friendship with the mirage. They have come to join him in a polite manner based on the reputation of the sword saint in the long night for decades.

Further down there are the students that Mirage has taught them over the years. Facing the teacher, several young Juggernauts talked with Mirage for a while, and then returned to their positions sadly.

The innermost is the real best friend of the mirage. For the proud and arrogant sword saint Su Duo, he spent most of his time in cultivation before becoming famous, and most of his friends who can be recognized are also sword saints.

Although the mirage is withdrawn, he still has one or two friends.

Quite a lot, one or two true friends are enough.

"teacher....."