Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1532

Pick up the oil lamp, from casual to careful, it always gives Her Royal Highness a very strange feeling - it feels as if someone is telling her, take this oil lamp, maybe it will bring you good luck.

Her Royal Highness shook her head, secretly thinking about such a ridiculous idea... She put down the oil lamp, then turned around and walked towards the door.

But when she was about to leave the dormitory, Her Royal Highness suddenly turned back, and casually hung the oil lamp on her belt like an accessory.

The oil lamp is not big, and even has a small feeling... It is hung on the waist. Although it looks a little different, it does not make people look sideways. What's more, Her Royal Highness conceals the existence of the oil lamp when the cloak is closed.

"Your Highness?" The little maid didn't understand what Her Royal Highness was doing.

"It's okay." Her Royal Highness said indifferently: "Let's go, I'll go see Pharaoh first."

She actually wanted to call out her father - and become a pharaoh.

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Eben felt that the so-called 'eye' that was knocked down by the [Night Watchman] might be a very valuable thing, so he didn't care about the [Night Watchman]'s rather disdainful gaze at this time, and referred to the [Drone] The 'eye' was carried in his arms, and he planned to use it to fool others after leaving the palace.

There are still quite a few collectors in the city... No one has seen this kind of thing, and it can be sold for a big price!

Thinking of this, Eben couldn't help laughing out loud, as if he saw a group of rich man's sons standing in front of him.

"By the way, you said, these are the eyes of the high priest?" Iben thought of what the [Night Watchman] said, and asked quite curiously: "How do you know?"

[Night Watchman] ignored Iben, and gradually accelerated - he was so familiar with the palace that Iben couldn't help but be dumbfounded... Let alone the palace guards along the way, even places with lights are rare.

It felt like walking for a long time, but it felt like walking for a while... A towering object appeared in front of Eben.

A trapezoidal pyramid-like building.

"God...temple?" As a resident of the City of the Sun, Iben naturally recognized the origin of this building immediately - every resident of the City of the Sun will enter the temple several times in his life qualifications.

When they were just born, when they became adults, and after they died—when the residents died, they would be cremated in the temple, and cremated in this place closest to the true god, so that the soul could rest in peace by attaching itself to the true god.

This is an ancient tradition of the City of the Sun - in Ibn's memory, he has grown up long ago, so the impression of the temple is so clear... [Night Watchman] If he wants to kill the high priest, the high priest is naturally there In the temple, so now come to the temple, no problem.

It was just a kind of awe hidden in his heart, which still made Ibn, who was blinded by wealth, hesitate.

"Brother, why don't we add up again?" Iben grabbed the [Night Watchman]'s arm and said in a hurry: "This place is no different than a palace, what kind of white-robed guards are every one of them... Is it just the two of us who are afraid?"

"You're right." [Night Watchman] nodded immediately, "This is the lair of the High Priest, and it's unrealistic to sneak in."

"I'll just say it!" Eben was overjoyed immediately, "Let's go back and make a long-term plan!"

He turned around cheerfully, and he still had a clear memory of the way he came, so he didn't panic at all when he was striding forward...but he saw [Night Watchman] took out a fist-sized object at this time, and threw it directly at the person blocking the road. On the wall of ... Boom! !

A sudden sound appeared right behind Eben, and there was even a gust of air rushing from behind, causing Iben's clothes to float up.

He turned around in a hurry, only to see a flame in front of him, and a big hole had been broken in the wall separating the temple and the palace.

[Night Watchman] stood in front of Iben at this time, "Anyway, it's more troublesome to sneak in, so let's just sneak in."

"Hit... hit in?!" Iben's eyes darkened suddenly, and he almost fainted on the ground, cursing: "You you... you crazy!!"

"Only crazy people are qualified to survive... Remember what I said." [Night Watchman] At this moment, he grabbed Yiben's collar with one hand, dragged him into the broken room, "You were originally Also a lunatic."

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If the gods want to destroy it, they must first make it crazy.

This is what one of the high priest's favorite writers said... He was in the temple chamber at this time-a room of darkness and light.

Darkness is darkness all around, but there are two lights, one for him and one for a stone bed—yes, only these two places are light, the rest are dark... light It will not disperse, as if it is restrained by something, so even if there is light, the surrounding places should be dark, but the result is still dark.

There seems to be something lying on the stone bed...a person, a woman.

A woman whose body is a little different from a normal woman - many scales can still be seen on her body, but they are not dense. The scales seem to be degenerating, from hard to soft, and then begin to shrink, and the color gradually becomes transparent.

Her face also began to recover from the grimness... The tail behind her was also shrinking little by little.

The proportion of smooth and white skin is increasing... more and more like what a normal person should look like - this is the Yamanla who turned into a monster in the banquet under the eyes of everyone. Her Royal Highness Princess Na.

I don't know how long it has passed, but she on the stone bed gradually had some reactions.

The trembling eyelashes indicated that she seemed to be about to wake up... She opened her eyes, and her body was in a strange state.

"You woke up sooner than I thought...Yamalana."

The high priest was still sitting, looking down at the book in his hand, and didn't look up at her who was slowly getting up on the stone bed... She looked down at her body, her hands, touching the arms that hadn't completely disappeared. of scales.

Suddenly, she grabbed her arm tightly, and even pulled off the scales that were about to degenerate and disappear directly from her arm-her hands became bloody as a result.

"They will fade away completely soon... And, even if you pull them out now, new ones will still grow." The high priest said blankly: "So this kind of behavior, in addition to making you feel pain Other than that, it doesn't have any substantive effect...Yamalana, have you forgotten how I taught you?"

"Why." It...she...Princess Yamalana suddenly raised her head and glared at the high priest under another light source: "Why do you let me...let me be in front of everyone?!"

The high priest thought for a while and said, "In the process of growing up, everyone needs to face some... some unexpected, never thought of pain. Pain is the food for growth. I know why the cactus fruit in the desert is like that. Is it sweet? Because the preciousness of life can be more reflected in the harsh conditions of the desert.”

"Even if it's like this...even if it's like this!!" Yamanlana stepped off the stone bed and staggered towards the high priest under another light source, "But you..."

"Betrayal, despair... are all you need." The high priest closed the reader in his hand, and said slowly: "And the current anger... even hatred. You need these, Yamalana, there is no such thing You are only half of it."

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails dug deep into her palms, and said hoarsely, "I still feel the sadness...so, in the end, am I just a test piece in your hands? It's like... like my mother ?!"

"You can't say that." The high priest shook his head. "Strictly speaking, your mother is also my daughter... She is actually perfect, but it's a pity that she learned love at a premature stage. Don't get me wrong, I am not Wanting to stop her from having the most beautiful emotion in the world, I'm even quite happy to see it when she gets it from your mother - it's a testament to your mother growing up faster than I expected .I'm actually very happy, otherwise I wouldn't have allowed her to marry your father...and then have you."

Yamalana lowered her head, her voice mournful, "Didn't she die in the end... Right before our eyes, she turned into a monster, into sand."

"This is your mother's choice, Yamalana." The high priest stood up, "I never restricted her, even if she chose to fight me in this way, I didn't stop her... I Yes, all her love and expectations have been given to her. Just like I have given these to you...Yamalana, you yearn for the outside world, right? You have always yearned for the outside world World, now, your chance is here again."

Yamalana trembled suddenly.

The high priest smiled slightly at this moment, and clapped his hands lightly... The surroundings instantly became brighter—the not-in-the-dark room finally showed all of it.

Metal walls, metal floors—everything here is made of metal, which seems to be the crystallization of human technological civilization.

"Here..." Yamalana looked at everything around in disbelief—this was a place that even she had never been to before.

The huge multi-screen screen and console in front of her, as well as various things called equipment-all of these are infinitely more advanced than what she hides behind the wall in the room of gods.

"Why, these are not all things you dream of."

"When... when did you build this place?" Yamalana frowned, her voice was terribly deep.

"It's been building here, long, long ago." The high priest said slowly, "Earlier than you, and earlier than your mother."

"You have always..." Yamanlana gritted her teeth and said angrily, "You have always mastered so many external technologies, why... why did you just give me the most common things! They are not very good for the giant beasts outside. damage...You obviously, you obviously have such a technology, you can fight the giant beast more effectively...Why? Why do you still watch the residents of the City of the Sun, the longest day of night every year...Why? Let so many people die! So many lives——!"

"These are not important, Yamalana." The high priest shook his head: "Human life will end no matter what, natural aging and death are also the end, and dying in a disaster is also dying. The process is completely different, but for me... The result is the same—but you are different, Yamalana, you are special, you are different from all the human beings here. As I said, all my love and expectations have been given to you... Now, It's time for you to get out of here."

"what?"

The high priest waved his hand, and the screen behind him suddenly flickered—multiple groups of split screens finally combined into a complete image... In the corridor of the palace, His Royal Highness the Princess was leading the little maid to the pharaoh's bedroom.

"This is..." Yamanlana's eyes were startled, and she took a step back subconsciously, "She...she is..."

"I have prepared a real identity for you." The high priest smiled slightly at this moment, and waved again, the metal floor beside Yamanlana suddenly opened, and a cylindrical platform rose slowly, and some clothes were actually placed on the platform ...some modern clothing.

Yamalana stared blankly at the clothes on the table.

"From now on, this identity officially belongs to you." The high priest said softly, "You don't have to take off these clothes... After you leave here, you will be the real Claudia. I said, It's something you dream about."

Princess Yamanlana subconsciously stretched her hand towards the clothes...shoes on the table, her eyes were struggling, and she remained silent.

At this moment, there was a vibration of questioning—in this metal room, this vibration was not obvious, but it was enough to attract the attention of the two—especially the high priest.

He turned around and glanced at the screen... When the screen turned, he came to the outside of the temple.

The periphery of the temple in the dark night is full of murderous intent at this moment... A figure covered in gray animal fur is rushing all the way in at this moment, and the sparks spit out by the gun in his hand make the flesh and blood easily fall down. ——Even if these flesh and blood belonged to those one-in-a-million temple white-robed guards.

"This is..." Yamalana's face changed slightly.

The high priest was thoughtful: "Well... this mouse is finally willing to appear... It seems that it can't bear it after hiding for so long."

Saying that, the high priest shook his head, he opened the exit of the metal room, and walked out.

Before leaving, he looked at Princess Yamalana and said, "I hope you will be dressed when I come back... I will open the door for you to leave."

The door of the metal room was closed silently, but Princess Yamanlana, who stayed behind, stood in front of the column platform, silently lowering her head... her arms were still dripping with blood.

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The royal palace, where the Pharaoh lived.

The owner of the palace slowly stood up from the steps and walked down the steps step by step...to the young guard in front of him who had listened to him and said many things.

"You seem to have made up your mind." Boss Luo said calmly.

The pharaoh in the palace said: "Yes."

"Let's get started...you will get what you want." Boss Luo waved his hand, and a parchment scroll appeared directly in front of the palace pharaoh.

The pharaoh in the royal palace stared deeply at the floating sheepskin scroll in front of him, "This time I will not..."

The low whispers gradually disappeared... At this moment, Pharaoh inserted his finger fiercely into his left eye, gouging out his left eye!

(End of this chapter)