Fairy’s Box

The New Year's calendar is 1495, May.

The battle to defend the core continent known as the Hundred Days Crusade officially ended, ending with the twenty-sixth emperor of Rosevia, Emperor Romulus, who successfully defeated a powerful enemy outside the territory.

On the extraterritorial front, including General Coralie Nip, 11 knights of the end, 109 knights of deification, and 1279 knights of origin died.

On the civil front, the Knights of the Holy Armor had a total of 26,944 natural disaster knights, 26,933 were sacrificed, and 11 survived, none of whom flinched. The three knights of the end all died, defending the borders of the empire beyond the borders of the empire at the cost of almost total annihilation.

This once-in-a-hundred-year **** battle shook the entire Anterasu, severely damaged Roservia's national strength, and brought this thousand-year-old empire to the brink of decline.

However, regardless of losses or sacrifices, the heroic remnants of fighting the Evil God to the death also deterred all the hostile forces. Even the Achaemenian Patriarchate, which was quick to challenge the empire, also restrained its momentum, but the surging undercurrent behind it Showing an intensifying situation.

Location. Celtic Island

The carriage traveled on the flat rammed earth path. The black body was inlaid with silver badges, and it was covered with floating dust. You could vaguely see the relief of glittering olive branches and guns and swords.

The coachman was wrapped in black robes, and he could faintly see the outline of the armor, only revealing a pair of bright eyes. The wheels ran over and the dry dust rose, bringing out a cloud of grey smoke.

"The war is over."

Vesta slowly lowered the curtains, leaning her thin shoulders heavily on the back of the chair, she was wearing a silver-white long-sleeved shirt, the soft silk outlined a hot and slender figure, and the lower body was a short skirt. Wearing a white coat of the same color.

"Ma'am, we can arrive at our destination in half an hour at most." The driver noticed her movements, his eyes were always fixed on the front, and he said with full air.

"I see."

While speaking, Vesta turned his head and turned his eyes to the village in the distance.

The road ahead was getting narrower and narrower, and the two rows of birch trees in front of it made a big turn. The carriage slowed down, carefully passed through the big bend, and stepped onto a dusty sheep-gut trail.

Soon, a large basin lined with trees appeared in the field of vision, surrounded by tall trees, except for a steep and narrow path on the front, there were huge forests on three sides, a manor with a huge area, occupying the center of the basin. Location.

A solid wooden fence connects with the woods. Several tall towers leaped over the fence and pierced into the sky. For some reason, it was clearly under the sun, but the whole manor exuded an inexplicable coldness, like a cage restraining beasts.

"This manor used to be very beautiful...but today, how did it become so..." The coachman seemed to have noticed this, but he just shivered, unable to organize words to describe this atmosphere.

"..."

Vesta looked at the manor in silence until the carriage drove into the arch, and the wooden fence fell from behind the car, hitting the stone groove under the door, making a dull sound.

At the same time, the ground suddenly shook, and she couldn't help but feel a palpitation. She quickly used her mental power to suppress the inexplicable panic in her heart, and looked at this strange manor.

The buildings in the manor are very exquisite. They are built with huge stones according to the traditional craftsmanship of Rosevia. Due to the age, the walls are covered with a layer of rough light yellow markings.

In the middle is the five-storey main building, and behind the building is a straight big tree. The body of the tree far exceeds the height of the main building.

This is a huge oak tree that has survived for a very long time. It is the favorite paradise of the little brown demon, but at this moment, let alone the little goblin, there is not even a bird on this tree.

Slightly smaller oak trees are scattered throughout the estate, connected by numerous promenades and undulating buildings. Outside the manor was a wooden fence nearly thirty feet high, with only a finger-wide gap. The whole manor is made up of countless wooden fences and oak trees, like a goblin's labyrinth.

boom--!

Another shock, this time it was very obvious, she felt an unusually ferocious killing intent, reminiscent of a giant dragon hiding deep in a cave, peeping at her with cold pupils.

"Okay, you go to rest first." Vesta turned back and smiled at him.

"I'll be on call at any time." The coachman bowed and saluted, then ran to the lounge with the carriage.

The door of the main building suddenly opened, and the deep light poured out, revealing an invisible dark majesty, and the entire main building seemed to have become a demon's lair in an instant.

A chubby figure ran out, wiping the sweat with a handkerchief. After seeing her, he quickly opened his arms and said almost impatiently:

"Dear Ms. Vista, you are finally here."

His eyes are deep, his face is very pale, the blue blood vessels on his forehead are as clear as painted on the skin, and his whole body is wet with sweat, looking like a dying patient.

Vesta avoided the man's embrace, lifted the skirts on both sides of the short skirt, and made a curtsy:

"First meeting, Dean Edmund."

"Please come with me, the adult's condition is getting worse and worse."

The hall is covered with brown mosaic floors, and the space is wide enough to accommodate hundreds of people dancing at the same time. Although the walls are not decorated with murals, they are full of artistic carvings and decorated with many delicate trinkets, which is very warm. .

But one of the two had no intention to introduce, and the other had no intention of appreciating. They walked directly through the hall and opened the huge stone door leading to the underground prison.

"This is the key to the triple door of the underground palace."

Edmund handed a key tremblingly, his handkerchief kept wiping his cold sweat, and he squeezed out a forced smile and said, "I'm just an ordinary person, and my heart can't stand it. Miss Vista, please forgive me."

"It's ok."

Vesta took the key with a smile, leaving behind the fat man who was constantly wiping sweat. He walked into the underground prison alone, passed through two heavy alloy doors in a row, and was about to use the key to open the last heavy alloy door.

boom--!

There was another violent vibration, and even the heavy alloy door began to tremble. At the same time, a palpitating icy aura penetrated the heavy alloy door and rushed towards her.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Vesta's eyes flashed with esoteric runes, and his cool pretty face kept a calm smile, and opened the last golden door with the key.

With the continuous rise of the alloy wall, the icy coercion rose wildly in a geometric level, and in the end, it was almost like a hurricane, enough to cause any large beast to burst into death in an instant.

Like a swift in a storm, she deftly avoided the mental storm and continued unmoved:

"You have many titles now, the holder of the holy sword Arondite, the legendary knight who survived the Hundred Days Crusade, the eagle of the empire...Which one do you like?"

At the bottom of the prison palace, a tall figure whose limbs were bound on a cross suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, and the mental pressure like a gust of wind shook the entire underground palace again.