From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 454 Influence
The six-party gambling fight ended in just one day.

This matter did not cause any waves on the surface, because it had no bearing on the general public at all. After all, few people knew the inside story.

Reality and mystery are like two different worlds.

There is an invisible mirror in the middle.

If you observe through this mirror, you will find that the two are similar, yet completely different.

The mysterious side is hidden in the shadows, difficult for ordinary people to detect. Without special encounters, perhaps you will never be able to step into it in your lifetime.

Moreover, the forces involved in the six-party gambling fight were ancient and secretive. Not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary mysterious people, and even the top leaders of the country, if they were not of a high enough rank, would not even be qualified to know about this matter.

Therefore, the process and results of the gambling fight were only circulated in a small circle among the upper echelons of the mysterious field and the top powerful circles in various countries.

The mysterious people who can obtain the information of gambling fights are almost all big figures who have reached the level of Jiushizhai.

These people at the top of the pyramid of the mortal world all learned a name within this day:

Gillan Iros!
"Under the rainstorm, the train whistles. The flames of the hammer furnace burn fiercely, and the will to kill is inextinguishable."

"The Mad Owl King came riding a sheep to wipe out the apostle's will."

These two sentences, which came from nowhere, gradually became known to the upper class. At the same time, the name of "King of Mad Owls" also spread.

Gillan Iros, the current Foreign Minister of the Bremen Empire, is a ferocious and brutal beast hidden under his young and handsome appearance. He is a king who has stood at the highest point of the mysterious realm!
Some were horrified, some were in awe, some were solemn, some were sad, some were ecstatic, and some were anxious...

But Jilan did not ask about these things, nor did he pay attention to them.

But the fact is, he has become famous in one battle!
The day after the gambling fight, Jilan received eight letters in succession!
Of these eight letters, except for one from the Imperial Palace, and two from the Church of Our Lady and the Mechanical Union, the senders and locations of the rest could not be traced.

But through the content and the cryptic signature, Gillan roughly guessed the source of the letter.

The Priory of the Stars, the Spiritual Society, the Recording Society, and two unknown organizations.

The contents of the letters written by these mysterious forces are very simple. Apart from thanks, they are congratulations and they try their best to express closeness and goodwill.

They all belong to the mysterious forces that stand on the side of the Bremen Empire, and have more or less common interests. Therefore, Jilan's victory in the gambling fight on behalf of "Night Rose" also indirectly helped them.

Among them, the letters from the Star Hermitage and the Spiritual Society were written by the representatives who participated in the gambling fight, the bald man named Nasim, and the two magician sisters named Unica and Perez.

The three of them followed Gilan's instructions and took Lilia away from the Tower of the Chosen. They were then excluded from the film and did not witness the final battle.

All three of them represented their respective esoteric sects and expressed their gratitude and signals of friendship to Gilan.

Nasim even said in the letter: "Perhaps, Mr. Gilan's feat will be a key opportunity for the three major secret sects to form an alliance again after a hundred years."

As for the two letters from an unknown organization, Gillan had no clue.

One of the letters was signed with the mark of a triangular alchemy array and a hand-painted book. The envelope of the other letter contained a black rose petal.

Gillan planned to ask his teacher about the origins of the two letters after he came back.

"The letter from Sifang Palace was actually written by the head of state himself..."

That evening, Guillen sat in the living room of his apartment at 9 Morales Street, reading the letters.

When he opened one of the letters, he was quite surprised.

There were only a few words in the letter, but the hand-drawn text was completed in one go. The black lines were like the deep arc of sword light, as if they could swallow up one's sight.

Gillan was horrified.

In his letter, Emperor Caesar said that he had seen everything Gillan had done for the empire and was pleased with the outcome of the bet.

Finally, he signaled to Ji Lan that if he had free time, he could go to Sifang Palace more often.

"Have I officially caught the boss's eye?"

Ji Lan raised his eyebrows.

The subtext of the head of state's letter was clear: from now on, Jilan could come and go from the Sifang Palace at will and meet with him, even if he was not on official business.

This is a privilege that even the ministers of various departments do not have. Only right-hand men like Para Celsus can have such a privilege.

"As expected, strength is the most important thing!"

Jilan couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Perhaps in the eyes of the leader, I am now able to shoulder the real responsibility."

...

...

In fact, Jilan still felt uneasy.

This uneasiness stems from the "flood" of January.

Because he took away the three negatives, the "Human Will" series of films disappeared from the world.

This also means that the world that preserves Lilia's past images has completely collapsed and no longer exists.

This is equivalent to tearing up the only photo of a loved one. What kind of reaction will the person have?
It must be anger.

This is also the reason why Gillan is worried.

However, there was no response from "Torrent".

This made Gillan feel even more uneasy.

But what he didn't know was that at this moment in the black castle deep in his dream, a pretty girl in a wheelchair was receiving a rare visitor.

...

...

"Ms. Barbara, this is a kind of flower tea that I have recently researched. I named it 'Aspiration'."

In a quiet garden in the Black Castle, two figures sat at a stone table. Tolina, sitting in a wheelchair, poured two cups of hot tea and handed one of them over.

Sitting opposite the table was a mature woman with short red hair and wearing a high-necked windbreaker.

Her eyebrows are about 70% similar to Lilia's.

"This flower was hard to come by. My trustee went to the Corridor in the God's Land to look for it. It contains a rare scent of sunshine..." Tolina explained with a faint smile.

"I hope you enjoy it, please."

"Torina, you are more talkative than before..."

Barbara picked up the scented tea, sniffed it, and said lightly.

Suddenly, a strange floral scent filled my nose.

She uttered a soft "hmm" and then took a sip.

“Very bitter, but with a sweet aftertaste.”

"Just like darkness and suffering, there will be a day when we can see the light again, right?"

Torina smiled with narrowed eyes.

Barbara put down her teacup and looked carefully at her friend in front of her, seeming to find him a little strange.

She spoke calmly and asked:

"It seems that you have become not only more talkative, but also more cheerful... Is it because of the miasma disaster that happened in the mortal world before?"

"Yes and no."

Torina smiled.

"I should thank a friend."

"Hmm?" Barbara frowned. "Friends?"

In her impression, Tolina could not leave the Black Castle, and could not even go to the Land of God, so she had to be isolated from the world in the depths of the Dream Sea.

Who else could Torina know besides her and Jorah Jocks, the steward of Castle Black?
"His name is Gillan Iros."

As Tolina spoke, the corners of her mouth raised in a beautiful arc, and her black eyes sparkled with a different kind of brilliance.

"Because by chance, he visited the Black Castle... Mr. Gillan is a funny man. Every time he comes, he will share interesting stories from the outside world with me."

"During the last miasma disaster, my illness worsened and I had to return to the 'Black Heart Coffin' under the castle to sleep... It was he who brought Pal's 'Golden Blood' to wake me up, saving me from a lot of pain."

"only……"

As Tolina spoke, the smile on her face gradually faded, and she stared at the tea set on the table in a daze.

"He hasn't been here for a long time."

Hearing this, Barbara narrowed her eyes.

Her face turned cold and she said calmly:
"Torina, you are in a very bad situation right now. With all due respect, getting involved too much with mortals won't be good for either you or him."

"I know……"

Torina nodded, but smiled.

"But no one understands me except him. Not even you."

Barbara was startled.

She looked at her friend deeply and changed the subject:
"Actually, I know the person you are talking about."

"Oh?" Torina became interested, leaned forward and asked, "Miss Barbara, can you tell me about it?"

"He just erased the only trace of my sister's existence."

Barbara said coldly.

"I have warned him before, but he not only didn't listen, but also made things worse."

"Ah?" Tolina covered her mouth and said quickly, "Mr. Gillan wouldn't be that kind of person. Is there some misunderstanding here..."

Seeing Barbara's expressionless face, she picked up the teapot without saying a word and filled it up again.

Torina said softly and in a low voice:

"Please don't hurt him, Miss Barbara. I can take the blame for him."

Bang!
Barbara couldn't control her emotions and she smashed the cup with one hand, splashing the scalding tea and porcelain shards everywhere.

The priest in black clothes and a wide hat, who was standing like a sculpture not far away, was stunned for a moment, then prepared to step forward.

But before he could take a step, he found a golden beam of light falling from the sky and covering him.

Jorah raised his head sharply, looking at the lighthouse silhouette looming in the sky, and murmured in a deep voice:
"What do you mean, 'Lightkeeper' Lugert?"

The next second, a silent stream of information came along the light. The steward of the Black Castle frowned, glanced at the stone table, and finally clenched his fists and did not act rashly.

"You are right. I have no right or ability to intervene in the conversation between the two adults."

Jorah said, and stood there like a statue, motionless.

However, the billowing black smoke emanating from his body became thicker and thicker, seemingly indicating that he was in a depressed mood.

"I'm sorry I ruined your favorite tea."

Barbara sat upright and spoke softly.

Torina shook her head and said with a smile:
"It doesn't matter. Miss Barbara is right to be angry. I understand it very well..."

"Torina, do you like to suffer for others?"

The short-haired red woman suddenly stared at her.

"Don't you feel like you're a tool at the mercy of others?"

"This is... my mission."

Torina smiled.

(End of this chapter)