He then asked, "Did you hear that Brother Latan won the Star Shattering War?" "I heard that there was such a big event at the border these two days." Lani nodded. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked excitedly, "I heard that Brother Latan will be named a general. Not only will our family gain a hero, but also a general." "I know this too." Lani nodded again, thinking that Roland had already told her. When it comes to Latarn, he can't stop talking. Lakkad's respect for this elder brother is even greater than that for Radagan. Lani listened to him, waited until the banquet was over, and got into the carriage with him. Finally, there are no outsiders. After meeting again after a long separation, the brother and sister didn't talk much. It was always Lakkad who asked questions and Lani who answered.
She sat in a carriage that was not as comfortable or as well decorated as Roland's. Lakkad smiled and said, "Come back with me first. There are many empty rooms. Just choose one." "Yeah." She just looked out the window. The wheels and stone slabs made a clashing sound, and there were occasional bumps. Although the faint light from the golden tree could illuminate the road ahead, there was still a small lamp hanging on both sides of the carriage. The carriage stopped in front of a large mansion, which looked quite impressive, showing that Lacard's life in the royal city was indeed quite good. There are servants and there are housekeepers. There was also the person that Lani was going to meet. That person was in a daze until Lacard introduced Lani to everyone as his sister. She walked through the crowd and saw the woman, the woman who was "forced" by her brother to marry him. There is still time. The vacation at the magic academy was long, and she had plenty of time to talk to her. ------------ Palace, study. After chatting with Marennia, Roland went straight to the study without stopping for a moment. The indoor corridor is covered with carpet, and there is no sound when walking on it. The night was long, only a few servants were active, and most people were resting. Sure enough, Se Lian was in the study. Roland raised his eyebrows, but did not go in directly. He looked at the servant beside him. "How long has she been in the study every day when I was away for a few days?" "...." The maid, who looked young, quickly answered, "About ten hours. I'm not the only one in charge here. I heard that I came here very early in the morning and didn't leave until the middle of the night."
"Did you eat on time?" Roland touched his chin and looked at the back of the black-haired girl. "Yes, we made it clear that we couldn't eat in the study, so she came out." "Okay, thank you." Roland felt that Se Lian would be more comfortable here, and now it seems to be true. Under the crystal chandelier, the girl's black hair was tied up so as not to block her vision, and she was wearing the most ordinary and simplest magician's robe. This thing reminded Roland of the loose and oversized school uniform he wore when he was a student. It can also fit a lot of things in and cover the body shape just the same. Especially her fresh and beautiful profile without makeup attracted his attention the most. Because he didn't know how far she had progressed in her research, Roland didn't interrupt her rashly. Instead, he moved a stool and sat not far behind her. Fortunately, Se Lian didn't make him wait too long. After just a dozen minutes, she stretched herself. "Da da da." The sound of fingers hitting the door attracted her attention. She turned around and happened to see the smile of the blond young man. She was stunned for a moment, and then light burst out in her eyes. "Why are you back?" "I said I missed you, do you believe me?" Roland raised the corners of his mouth, forming a beautiful arc. "I don't believe it, you naughty brother." She watched Roland come over and hug her in his arms. "Where is the research going?" Roland looked at the table full of books and notes, most of which were about magic, but relatively few about prayers. He looked around and found that the prayer was mainly based on the golden tree, supplemented by two fingers. Se Lian began to look through his notes, and as he searched, he said, "The Golden Tree has a few strange prayers, namely the ones about the Hundred Aspects of the Forge. The knights outside don't seem to know how to use them. These prayers should be for the Forge Knights, right?" "Hmm, is there a problem?" Roland still believed in her research conclusions. “There is a problem. Logically speaking, the use of prayer is closely related to God, but these prayers in the Crucible look more like two fingers. Both sides have prayers for recovery and protection. I feel that although the two have different beliefs, the power they borrow should be from the same source.” Se Lian gave an analysis, "But they also have their own prayers, and we can only say that most of them have the same origin." "This is normal." Roland's hand touched her thigh, earning a roll of the eyes from Miss Serenity. He continued, "When this power has no master for the time being, anyone can borrow it. Although the Finger Witch serves the Two Fingers, she essentially still believes in the Eternal Queen Marika and the Golden Tree. The Two Fingers are the servants of the Supreme Will at the border, delivering His messages. These are two different beliefs, but their power may very well come from the same source, so it is normal to have similarities. For example, when the destined death was sealed, many people once represented death, the death ritual bird, the divine skin messenger, and the vengeful spirit.
However, when I obtained the destined death, incorporated the law of death into my body and became the God of Death, they would no longer be able to borrow this power. Because I won't allow it. Only my followers can borrow my power, and previous prayers are of no use. Suppose, I allow them to continue to borrow power, then the God Skin Prayer can still be used. " "So this is ah." Se Lian was thoughtful. "I really understand it too superficially. Although prayer and magic are essentially the same thing, their external expressions are very different." "It's okay. Don't be too anxious. Strictly speaking, you have only studied magic for a year." Roland smiled and said, "The person who developed the fire magic is a magic professor. He is already very old, just like an old man." Chapter 115 Inquiry "I don't want to develop new magic at an old age, like that old man, who only achieved results at the end of his life." Se Lian leaned back, completely relaxed, and no longer looked for research results. Maybe there were too many things and she couldn't find them all at once. She tilted her head back, revealing her slender neck, which looked exceptionally white under the light of the crystal lamp. Roland put his hand behind her head to prevent it from hitting the chair and spoke softly. "There's still a lot of time." "...But I want to come up with results as soon as possible. Sooner or later, a magician will come up with the same idea as me." She hugged Roland and said, "I never have enough time. I want to help you." "Good sister, then just listen to me today and take a day off?" he asked with his head down. "I see you don't want me to rest." Se Lian pushed his chin away, grabbed his collar, stood up, and pressed him down. "Brother, you really don't want me to sleep. I've had a good rest these days, but..." "You can sleep in tomorrow." Roland blinked and said, "I have something to do tomorrow. I have to go see my mother, so you can sleep for a day." "Mother." Se Lian hesitated for a moment, then put all those things behind him. No matter what others say or how they view her, as long as Roland is willing, it's fine. He seemed to sense Se Lian's thoughts and said to her directly, "I don't know if I can see her. If there is a chance, I will take you to see her." "Then you must inform me in advance." Her eyes were bright and deep, like the shining stars. Even though she was about to face the god of the borderland, she was not afraid.
Just like, she easily climbed over mountains in the field of magic. This ability gives her calmness and composure. The girl let her long hair down, let the hairband flow through her fingers and hang on her wrist, and said to him. "If there is a chance tomorrow, be sure to tell me in advance. I need to put on makeup and match my clothes." "Okay, I will definitely make time for you." Roland hugged her and held her in his arms. He carried her back to the bedroom easily. The dim light was beautiful, and the branches of the golden tree outside the window were clearly visible, as if you could reach out and touch them. She suddenly remembered that the golden tree staff now seemed to be the branch of the golden tree that he cut off. "Why did you break the branches of the golden tree?" "Hmm..." Roland paused, "It's so straight, and it's not split yet. Don't you think it's very useful?" Hearing this reason, Se Lian almost laughed out loud and slowly unbuttoned his clothes. "Stinky brother, do I need to change my clothes?" "Bunny girl, okay?" "Obscene..." -------------- The royal city, Lakkad's mansion. The servants were busying around, the housekeeper was standing aside, and the girl with a red ponytail, wearing a well-fitting suit, seemed to be standing high above and looking down on her. Tanis pursed her lips, not knowing what to say. She knew who Lakkad was and who the girl in front of her was. The difference between cloud and mud. She seemed stunned, and saw the girl opposite looking at Lakkad and asking him. "You're getting married, brother?" "Well, let me introduce you." Lakkad pulled her over, "Tanis..." To be honest, if Roland hadn't intervened strongly, Lacard might not have married her. She would most likely have been just a plaything, and it would have been good enough for her to be Lacard's lover. His expression did not change, he just introduced Tanis coldly. There is no love between the two. Lani turned her gaze back to Tanis. The woman was like a puppet, just smiling politely without a trace of smile in her eyes. "I want to talk to you." "Me?" Tanis pointed her finger at herself, seeming a little incredulous.
She nodded, not caring what Lakkad thought, and told him directly. "Find me a room, I want to talk to her, don't disturb us." Lakkad was speechless, his eyes wide open, still in disbelief, and turned to look at Tanis. The dancer was equally flustered, and obviously didn't know why she was called out. He thought he knew his sister fairly well. He had an arrogant personality and was very cold when dealing with people. He always put on a superior attitude. How can I talk to a foreign dancer whom I don’t know in private?