Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 702 The Disappearing Home
Yelin and Alizee, who were invisible, were stunned and speechless.

The two most powerful people in the Heaven Realm, the Minister of Regent and the Commander-in-Chief of the Army, actually fought each other physically like street hooligans.

Jurgen's body is far less burly than Jackett's. However, firstly, Jurgen is middle-aged and has served in the army, and he has never lost his roaming gymnastics practice. No matter how tough you are, your physical fitness will gradually decline.

Therefore, because of verbal disputes, the two people who got angry were suddenly inseparable, and there was no winner.

Alijie was even more stunned and stood on the spot. Is this the coercive commander-in-chief Jackett, or the great nobleman Jurgen who designed the House of Nobles?
However, Yelin's slightly sideways glance was a bit weird. Although Alizee's pretty big eyes were full of shock, she didn't show any signs of stopping her. Instead, she was watching intently, for fear of missing any details.

After all, it's really rare for people at this level to fight each other. Usually, whoever doesn't wear a mask, even if they suffer a loss, they have to smile at the corners of their mouths, hypocrisy, and false etiquette.

Minutes later, it was still Jackett who triumphed with undeniably rich and shameless experience. He flung the belt of his trousers and snapped in the air. Weapon in hand, Jurgen in his satin robe was on the spot. The face is green.

Jacket, who had won a victory, was proud, pulled the suitcase, and walked away leisurely with bruises on the corners of his mouth.

Jurgen looked left and right and trembled with his bruised arm, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes watching him silently from somewhere.

The cemetery of the former highest priest is still less than 20 meters behind him.

Arad, there have always been rumors of professional necromancers.

"The old oily people in the lawless zone are indeed barbaric and arrogant!"

Cursing secretly, Jurgen clutched the tattered folding fan and limped away from the cemetery. The soles of his cloth shoes were trampled hard by Jacket's hard leather boots, which made his heart ache.

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Yelin didn't cancel the ability of the Vortexer's Soul until it was confirmed that the two had left completely. He looked at Alijie, shrugged his shoulders, and laughed out loud.

Alizee covered her stomach and laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up, took his wrist with one hand, nodded vigorously and said: "That's right, actually, I don't like Jurgen's appearance either. I can’t even read what’s hidden in my emotions.”

After burning the paper money and saluting respectfully, Alijie looked at the gray and white photo and suddenly sighed, something faintly let go in her heart.

She was born in an ordinary family. When she was just sensible at the age of six or seven, but couldn't distinguish too many meanings, she was brought to the palace by Priest Belayan.

I still remember that later, when Jacket said that he had a cramp during spear practice, he thought it was "remuneration" and made a little joke.

Her mother said, don't be homesick in the future, and listen to Belayan's words. In the palace, never miss home.

The tone at that time was very blunt and indifferent, as if she was a child picked up in the trash can, she didn't care, and it stung a young heart.

Belian foresaw that she was the future "Emperor of Dragons" in the heavens, Jackett understood that she was the hope of the Seventh Empire, and her mother was also told that her daughter was the man of destiny.

In the heavens, although the technological route prevails, they firmly believe in the prophecies and divinations of the priests.

But who cares about Alizee, who was young at the time, not good at words, and was about to leave home?

Belian, known for his kindness, was right for the future of the heavens, but for Alizee's childhood, it was doomed to be a cold, separated, black and white past that she didn't want to recall.

She Xiaojia for everyone, behind the impassioned, there will always be a touch of irreparable pain hidden.

Just like Jackett, who is full of regret now, he looks up to the sky and screams, but he can't express the emotion of lack.

Leaving the cemetery, it has been raining for a long time, and the streets are slowly getting wet. There are not many pedestrians, just in twos and threes.

Alizee doesn't have the exact location of her home. She used to be the high-profile princess in the heavens, and that ordinary family has been cut open by an invisible blade.

She can only rely on her very vague memory when she was a child, and find the location of her hometown bit by bit.

Now that she has grown up, she knows the difficulties of her parents. Behind that cold and stiff tone is a voice that has cried countless times.

"My home is in the outer city, because there are few people, so I can have a small yard, a very sweet Sophora japonica tree, crooked, as thick as one person hugs."

Alijie frowned and thought, desperately looking for the characteristics of home in her mind. Ten years have passed since she opened the house. At that time, she was still young and couldn't remember many things clearly.

In fact, she didn't want to disturb her parents' current family life, which would bring them panic and a lot of trouble.

The identity of the emperor, after all, has too many shackles.

Instead, I just want to take a sneak peek, even just to make sure that my parents are okay.

She really just wanted to go home and have a look.

However, because the memory is too vague, the city of Ghent was ransacked twice by Callett, and as time passed, the buildings were also very different.

As for the edible and sweet pagoda tree, it has long since disappeared.

In a completely unfamiliar residential area, and on a road different from what she remembered, Alijie stood in a daze at the intersection for a while before shaking her head sadly.

The changes are too great to be found.

Yelin couldn't bear to see her depressed appearance, so he asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to ask Alice or Xiaoyu?"

Unexpectedly, Alijie shook her head slightly, and murmured: "It's been almost ten years, maybe they have moved far away, and have my younger sister or younger brother."

Probably because she was regarded as the "Emperor of the Dragon" in the prophecy since she was a child, a kind of "fixed" fate, Alijie has always had some faint resistance to divination or prophecy.

There is a small-scale grocery store at the corner of this street, and there are a few tables and chairs at the door. It seems that in the afternoon or evening, some people gather to chat and relax.

The oversized parasol stood aside to block the pattering autumn rain, so the two simply went over to rest for a while.

The store sells unbrewed milk tea in cups. Yelin paid for two cups, and the hot water can be done with magic.

"It's cold in autumn, but you little lovers came here with strange faces, aren't they from the neighborhood? Tourists?"

The shop owner is a middle-aged woman with a gentle smile. Although the years have left wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, she still has a bit of charm and a good-looking face.

"Well, we're from Eaton's side, that's my sister. Didn't Eaton fight before, and she's here to join relatives temporarily."

He and Alizee used magic to camouflage their faces. As long as they didn't stare at their faces carefully, it was difficult to associate them with the emperor and general of the heavens.

"Brother, you and Xiaoyu have been adventuring together for a long time, are the oracle prophecies of Shenlong really accurate?"

Holding the warm milk tea in her little hand, Ali Jie seemed a little curious about the prophecy.

In fact, she also has the ability to predict, but unlike oracle divination, her predictions come from sleep and cannot be actively manipulated, but they seem to be very accurate.

She once dreamed that she was sitting alone in the imperial palace, and that there would be a sky full of yellow sand in the helpless land, and that there would be a person who would support the explosion of fire clouds in the sky and come to pick her up.

Ye Lin pondered for a moment, then recalled: "The oracle's prophecy is more like a kind of good or bad judgment. There is no detailed process and answer. Moreover, there have been failures, and the prophecy may not necessarily come true."

Xiaoyu's keen sense of who can make money is quite accurate.

As for finding people's locations, etc., they can only provide an approximate area, which is not specific enough.

The time she missed so badly was one of the forms of a great will, beyond the capacity of the oracle.

The oracle gave "nothing", believing that everything will be reduced to nothing.

But in the end, "Struh" was offered by his talk and magic power of the same attribute, and he tricked Greenblad into picking up a Sophie by the way.

　In Alizee's words, the world view in the game is an adult.

　　At the age of 10, she was identified as the princess. At the age of 14, she was arrested and used to threaten the imperial capital. The specific rescue time is unknown. It may be at the age of 18, that is, the death of Lantilus, the actual controller of Kalet, until the present day of the rebellion in the heavens. , has long been a big girl.

　　Of course, due to the timeline bug, that is, when the female gun came to Arad, the timelines of the copies of Rotes, Sky City, and Dark City have already passed, and it is impossible for the female gun to encounter Rotes and so on.

　　Therefore, the analysis of Alizee's age and how long she has been in the lawless zone is not very useful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)