People are at the junction, but they become the incarnation of the sun

"...If this is the extent to which the royal city welcomes distinguished guests, then I really need to smile at the goddess of the golden tree."

With that said, Serian walked to the bed next to Reinhardt and sat down. He pulled the seemingly heavy package over and rummaged through it to find a brand new set of magician robes.

Regardless of the feelings of Reinhard who was present, he took off the towel and put on the robe haphazardly.

Her dark shawl-length hair was lifted up and spread casually on her back, with a few drops of crystal water hanging on it, sliding down her white neck to her delicate collarbone, and finally disappeared into the deep darkness.

"Physical impurity will affect the study of pyroxene."

This is what Se Lian has always maintained.

But to be honest, the teacher who just got out of the bath is very tempting, but unfortunately he is already immune.

And the most important thing is that his focus is entirely on that package.

"Teacher, what's in that big bag of yours? Why do you still carry it when it's so inconvenient?"

"...Are you curious about what's inside?"

"Well... I care a little bit."

Reinhardt subconsciously stretched out his fingers to touch his face.

Seeing the smile raised at the corner of Se Lian's mouth, it felt like the teacher had encountered something happy, but combined with the package, it seemed a little malicious?

Ever since Se Lian returned to the Kalea Walled City, she had been carrying that backpack with her. Even when Servis was annihilated, Se Lian always put the backpack behind the rock and hid it.

Now the master and apprentice are on the run and still refuse to let go.

"Could it be that the teacher killed Miriam Lao Liu in the study tower, then dismembered her and hid it in her bag?"

Reinhardt couldn't help but think.

This possibility is not without.

After all, he heard Miriam say that the relationship between Se Lian and her was very subtle, like enemies, friends, and enemies.

If the teacher really killed Professor Miriam and hid it in his bag, it would be really troublesome.

At least body dumping becomes a problem.

Otherwise, wait until tomorrow to burn it in the surrounding mangroves?Or feed those shrimps and crabs to eliminate evidence?

"...Apprentice, what are you thinking about? Is your master like that?"

The sudden sound mercilessly interrupted his thoughts, which were gradually drifting away, and even thinking about the escape life that would become more difficult in the future.

"Contained here are all the equipment needed for the teacher to study the origin and the notes that the teacher has reorganized."

Se Lian took out everything in the package and placed it on the table. The towering backpack seemed to have entered sage mode and gradually became soft and limp.

Soon, the table was filled with these things, as if it had become a small laboratory.

There were a lot of equipment on it, not to mention what they were called, even Reinhardt couldn't tell what they were used for. There were even many thick books and notes that looked like they could kill someone.

"As expected of Teacher Serian, you are always so rigorous..." Reinhardt's tone was a little strange.

Even though he was fleeing, he still took these things with him.

"Uh-huh." Se Lian hummed softly, accepting his praise.

Just by looking at the change in Reinhart's expression just now, she had already guessed what was going on in her unlucky apprentice's head.

Is she the kind of person who kills people randomly?

Even if his hands were indeed stained with blood, it was an act he had to do in order to revive the Origin Sect.

Moreover, those targets were all carefully selected by her.

Most people are not worthy of her taking action.

"...However, it is also thanks to my apprentice that you brought Master Weihele's notes to me, which gave me new insights and understandings. Maybe I can use this to get closer to the origin and have a glimpse of that land. The mysteries contained in the mysterious starry sky can fulfill the long-cherished wish of our source school."

The more Se Lian talked about it, the more excited he became, and he wanted to start researching it immediately.

But that's what she actually did. She had already opened Wehler's notes and started to read them carefully and compare them with her own thoughts.

"Having said that, teacher, I remember that the academy and the royal family can be said to be of the same origin. Destiny comes from the starry sky. But now that the starry sky is fixed, destiny is bound... Even so, can the teacher complete the research? ?”

Reinhard fell down smoothly, his calves were slightly raised and swaying, and he lay on the bed looking at the ceiling and talking.

He had wanted to ask this question for a long time, but he had never found the right time.

When Se Lian heard his inquiry, she also stopped turning the pages of the book and couldn't help but sigh: "...It is precisely because of this that it is even more important for the teacher to become a child of the stars. Only in this way can we have as much contact with the starry sky as possible. ....”

"But Master Weihele seems to have found another path. I plan to give it a try and find a new path based on my original experience."

"...But there is still no change? The starry sky is still bound, no matter what kind of long-cherished wish can not be fulfilled..."

He wanted to respond to the teacher in this way, but when he saw the teacher's rising enthusiasm and his clear eyes filled with joy, he couldn't bear to destroy this beauty.

What's more, since he can think of it, then Teacher Se Lian must have thought of it, but he doesn't want to admit it in his heart, right?

Or there are already some countermeasures.

"Then let's celebrate. Let's have a drink for Mr. Serian that you can open up a new path!"

As he spoke, Reinhard suddenly stood up from the bed and took out a delicate bottle just larger than a palm from his bag.

This was the wine Malika gave him as a gift at that time, and he has never tasted it until now.

I originally planned to have a drink to celebrate Malika's broken ring and the golden law's good death, but I feel like it's just right to share it with the teacher now.

However, Serian frowned slightly while looking at the wine bottle in his hand and refused: "Alcohol can make the brain dull, affect thinking, and even affect IQ..."

"Okay, okay, since Teacher Se Lian doesn't want to taste it, don't tell me that I'm eating alone."

Reinhardt interrupted Se Lian's chanting and casting in time, carried the wine bottle to the coffee table, picked up a teacup, and prepared to enjoy it alone.

Seeing this, Se Lian just shook his head helplessly and continued his research.

Reinhardt, on the other hand, had already put his hand on the cork and exerted a slight force.

boom--

Accompanied by a slightly crisp yet somewhat dull sound, a rich aroma of wine suddenly filled the air and lingered on the tip of the nose.

Immediately afterwards, the teacup placed on the coffee table was gradually filled with wine.

The slightly rippling clear golden wine surface shines like the brilliance of a golden tree.

It is indeed a sacred wine gifted by Malika. Just smelling it and looking at it will make you salivate.

The rich aroma of wine alone is enough to be intoxicating.

"Teacher, don't you really want to have a drink? This is the divine wine rewarded by Queen Malika."

Reinhardt shook the bottle, trying to use the aroma of wine to attract Teacher Serian. Unfortunately, Serian didn't even look back and was comparing notes seriously.

"Okay, okay, then I'll enjoy it alone."

At this point, he also gave up his plan to persuade, and sat there alone, swaying the tea cup slightly, an inexplicable sense of heroism lingering in his chest, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Awakening to hold the power of the world, lying drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman, this time It’s a good thing in the world, cheers!”

He raised the wine glass in his hand high, not knowing who the glass was for, and immediately drank it.

Good wine!

The taste was simply eye-catching, a taste he had never experienced before.

It's soft and long-lasting, with endless aftertaste. It's a taste that can't be described in words.

However, when he was about to pour a second cup, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"what happened...."

It felt like the room was spinning, and everything in my eyes was becoming blurry and unreal.

Even if he shook his head desperately, trying to keep himself awake, it was to no avail, and this feeling was getting heavier and heavier, and his eyelids were gradually sinking, as if his consciousness was gradually fading away, and his whole person felt light and dizzy.

"You only had one drink and you're already drunk? You shouldn't..."

Finally, his vision suddenly went dark, and Reinhardt's body collapsed on the chair and fell asleep.

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in sleep.

"...Where is this?"

Reinhardt, who slowly woke up, looked at this unknown area with a confused face. He was clearly drinking one second, but he woke up here the next second.

And the surrounding scenery is particularly outrageous.

Everywhere you look is pure white, without any objects as symbols, only white, as white as snow.

If it weren't for the solid touch under his feet, he would have suspected that he was floating in mid-air.

Because this space is really difficult to distinguish up and down, left and right, front and back.

The most important thing is that in this space, neither prayer nor pyroxene magic nor the law of the sun can be mobilized, as if someone has silenced it.

It feels a bit like the main god space written in online novels in previous lives...

"No way, I just drank a glass of wine and was sent to the main god's space? It's not that outrageous, right? I didn't even choose the YES or YES option."

Thinking of this possibility, Reinhard couldn't help but complain.

After finally crawling around in the border area, and walking around among the dead for a few times to get his name out, don't tell him that he has to come to the main god space to start all over again, he really wants to die.

"...I didn't expect you to drink that bottle of wine so early. Although it's a bit surprising, it's also expected."

Suddenly, a familiar and charming voice echoed in the space, but the voice sounded from all directions, making it difficult to distinguish the source of the voice.

But not far in front of him, a graceful-looking woman wearing a long black dress appeared in his field of vision.

"...Malika?"

Although he recognized the woman, he was a little unsure.

"Oh, my lovely bedmate, I didn't expect you to remember me."

With a full smile on her face, Malika walked towards here step by step with her slender yet plump thighs.

The gold-like hair was braided into a braid and swayed slightly on the chest, and the slim and tall body curves were revealed under the pure black thin cloth.

The delicate and flawless facial features on her fair and pretty face are like carefully crafted handicrafts. They are not only full of holiness, but also mixed with charm, which can be said to be a disaster for the country and the people.

Well, Malika is still so beautiful.