Pastor's Tantra

Chapter 519 Have you two ever formed a band?

Yanis turned around when she heard the voice and saw Aiwass riding on the unicorn and being held in the arms of Her Majesty the Holy Lady.

Her expression suddenly became a little weird.

She bowed slightly, put her right hand on her chest, and saluted Saint Gray on top of the unicorn: "Your Highness, long time no see. May Si Zhu protect you."

"May Si Zhu protect you. Long time no see, Yanis."

Gray smiled and said warmly: "Just call me Gray."

This is the real name of "Pure White" - theoretically, not many people should know it.

"Then...Gray."

Yanis adjusted her hat and pulled the front of it down slightly. As if subconsciously trying to cover his face with it: "Are you okay?"

"I am fine."

Gray looked at Yanis and put her right hand on her chest.

She lowered her voice and said extremely seriously: "But I miss you so much."

Yanis obviously realized something. She groaned meaninglessly and covered her forehead with her hands as if she was pretending to have a headache, thereby covering her face with the back of her hands.

But her cheeks were a little red, even reaching the tips of her ears.

Oh haha.

This was the first time Aiwass saw the free and easy Yannis reacting like this.

He raised his eyebrows, and his whole body suddenly became energetic.

Did they know each other?

And it seems that this attitude... seems...

Aiwass thought silently for a moment and thought of an exquisite description:

——It feels like you two formed a band when you were kids.

Originally, he saw Yanis standing here motionless, and for a moment he even imagined her as a sculpture.

Aiwass was a little worried just now, whether Yanis would become ashes if she stayed here for too long... But now it seems that there is no need to worry.

Aiwass wasn't the only one who heard this.

Although the pure white saint lowered her voice, she was at least five meters away from Yanis. Since Yanis can hear it at this distance, the three people around her can also hear it.

Sherlock and Lily, who were standing next to him, both glanced over.

Fortunately, there were no other elves around, just these acquaintances nearby. Yanis took a deep breath and adjusted herself.

She raised her head, stretched out her hand to smooth the hanging hair around her ears, and showed her usual cheerful and free smile: "It's true, Gray... we haven't seen each other for more than two hundred years."

"One hundred and ninety-five years. It's less than two hundred years. You remembered it wrong."

The pure white saint answered, pointing to the sculpture: "Master Betinadia Ningpo in 1704... you left the Theocracy at that time."

Hearing this, Aiwass subconsciously looked at the sculpture in front of Yannis.

It was an elf dressed up by a painter. She looked not much older than Yanis, in her early thirties.

Different from Yanis's fashionable, casual and free style of clothing... the elf was wearing a short dress, her hair was tied up high, and her slender neck was exposed.

Her face is beautiful and gentle, and there is a concentration in her lowered eyes that makes time slow down. If her right hand wasn't holding a paintbrush, it might even feel like she was holding a spoon and feeding a child.

Her clear and transparent sculptures show a beautiful yellow-green color - like faint yellow salt, suddenly falling from the sky into an emerald green lake. While sinking, it melts and decomposes. Finally, it completely melted around her chest and abdomen, turning into a group of flowers that spread like tentacles.

"Like potassium manganate crystals melting into water... Is Ningpa related to the road?"

Sherlock looked serious and murmured in a low voice: "The two paths blended together... Why did it turn into this color..."

Lily on the side gently patted his arm to signal him not to say anything.

Aiwass looked at the sign under the sculpture.

"Bettina Dia·Flowers, 1388-1704, was amber due to breaking through the limits of painting skills, and the amber period lasted for five months"

He realized...this place was equivalent to the cemetery of the elves who had Ningpa.

The essence of Ningpa is the transformation of Lingpa. The so-called Ling Amber refers to the amber that envelops insects and other life forms.

Once it is solidified, it means entering a state of neither life nor death.

The soul has not entered the dream world, nor has it been reincarnated - the soul still exists in the body. Therefore, Lingpo's spirit also refers to the solidified soul in their bodies.

The enchanted spirit seemed to have entered a long sleep. They still have some sense of the outside world, but the perception of time will become very long, even hundreds of years are just a blink of an eye. Because of this, it would be inhumane to kill or destroy them directly...the only option is to find a place to store them.

The thirteenth circle is just right.

...She is not yet four hundred years old.

So young. Aiwass sighed silently.

Even if Bettinadia is still alive today, she is actually not much older than Yannis.

——Yannis is now older than her teacher was when she was Ningpa.

Is this a young genius from the elf race?

But it was less than five months from the first onset of coagulation syndrome to death. This speed is relatively fast even among cancers...

Thinking of this, Aiwass glanced back at the Pure White Saint with some concern.

Although according to the game, Gray's condition seems to have stabilized in the end.

But now the situation is different, and it's hard to say that she will definitely recover... and Aiwass doesn't know why she is frozen.

This is considered a disease of the heart - but for elves, a disease of the heart can destroy their bodies.

At this time, Gray did not look down at Aiwass.

She just looked at Yanis and said in a soft voice: "You must still remember the day when Master Betina Diya was in Ningbo. So why did you forget the time when we parted?

"Or have you forgotten...did I come to see you off the day you left?"

"False fingers, false fingers...the days are like years..."

Yanis almost broke out in a cold sweat, and said hesitantly: "Because I miss you, I subconsciously counted a few more years. This is... this is an exaggeration..."

"——You have returned to the Theocracy three times."

Gray interrupted Yanis.

She sat on the unicorn, subconsciously grabbed Aiwass's shoulders, and stared at Yannis with an increasingly calm expression: "Why don't you come to see me?"

"I've actually seen you... once from a distance... well, more than once. I've been paying attention to you for a long time..."

"——Do you think I will forget you? Why don't you come and see me?"

"I thought...well, you might be very busy..."

"One hundred and ninety-five years. In terms of human lifespan, five generations have passed away. One hundred and ninety-five years ago, the Narcissus Principality and the Black Eagle Principality were independent countries; one hundred and ninety-five years ago, Lao The Society had just been founded; one hundred and ninety-five years ago, the goblins had not yet begun to engage in the troll trade, and the Good Lords' Third Water War had not yet broken out."

Gray interrupted again and said calmly and seriously: "This has been longer than the time we grew up together."

Yanis still wanted to explain, but she struggled for a while, sighed dejectedly, lowered her head and said, "Yes... I'm sorry Gray."

——This was the first time Aiwass saw Master Yanis in such a miserable state.

This camera guy is always so handsome when he's in Avalon. He never walks through the door, but mostly walks in and out of the paintings, as if he knows all the secrets, and always has an enigmatic smile on his lips.

That is a real reliable old-timer. Even in front of Queen Sophia, she can always maintain a very high profile.

When she left Avalon, she felt carefree and free. That romantic and reliable temperament even moved Aiwass and Isabel.

How much I admired her then, but now that the filter is broken, I feel how embarrassed she is now.

It turns out that Yanis and the Pure White Saint have been childhood sweethearts for more than a hundred years... No wonder Isabel was able to contact her, and no wonder she was the one who found her when they were fleeing in the game...

This is indeed knowledge that Aiwass does not know.

When they were in the game, the two people had no communication at all - or in other words, Yannis was better at running at that time and was not caught during the whole process.

It seems now that the Saint was not looking for Isabel, but wanted to use Isabel as a clue to catch Yanis who had gone somewhere...

As for Master Yanis, if she makes up her mind that she doesn't want to see anyone, it will be too difficult to be caught.

Before the advent of the Fallen Heavenly Division, the cheapest and longest distance teleportation ability was the reflection in the painting of the "art master". This is also the only teleportation ability that can be used at will. It's much better than Shafiya's teleportation that took a long time to reach 30 meters.

After Yanis apologized honestly, the pure white saint didn't say anything about it.

She didn't say acceptance or rejection, she just looked at Yanis quietly.

Yanis panicked and started to change the subject: "Aiwass, why can you sit on the unicorn?"

"Why...I'm also looking for the answer."

Aiwass said quietly: "Do you think I might know? I just saw a unicorn for the first time today."

"I guess it may have something to do with your ability to reflect in the mirror."

As Yanis spoke, she smiled brightly, pushed her hat up a little, and her body began to become a little unreal: "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. I'll come find you when I'm done..."

"Then let's go together."

Gray suddenly said: "It just so happens that Aiwass is about to take office as bishop. It's better to have more acquaintances for this kind of thing."

"I really have something to do...forget it, okay."

Yanis muttered a few words, and her half-disappeared body solidified again.

Aiwass also took the opportunity to get off the unicorn and walked to Master Yannis.

He asked softly: "Is something really wrong?"

"It's really something-it has something to do with you."

Yanis also lowered her voice and glared at Aiwass: "You kid doesn't help me but you still watch the fun..."

"Because I also think it's a bit too much to leave your friends behind and not see each other for two hundred years."

Aiwass said seriously: "So what's going on?"

Although it feels like Yanis can indeed do such a thing - she is a woman as free as the wind. It's impossible to stay in one place for too long. But leaving friends alone for two hundred years sounds too outrageous.

Yanis glanced at Gray subconsciously, shook her head and said nothing.

"I'm telling you, you kid..."

Yanis lowered her voice and said viciously: "It's your sister who invited me over. If you delay, it will also be a waste of her time."

"...Freya?"

"Yes - how many sisters do you have?"

Hearing this, Aiwass glanced at Gray hesitantly.

Gray glanced at Yanis calmly and just said softly: "I have caught you, Yanis, you can't run away. The twenty-first floor will be reached in three days. I will give you one day to come." , listen to your explanation."

"……good."

Yanis nodded, glared at Aiwass again, and then disappeared.

At this time, Gray sighed.

She bowed into the air: "I made you laugh, Cardinal Matilda."

"It's okay."

It was a voice as gentle as water: "I'm very happy that you two can reconcile."

The air rippled slightly, and a young female elf with long blue hair who looked to be in her twenties or thirties appeared over there.

Neither Aiwass, Lily nor Sherlock noticed her presence before.

But Aiwass recognized at a glance that she was wearing a cardinal's robe - the biggest difference between a cardinal and an archbishop is that their robes are all custom-made, each one has one look and one color, rather than red or gold and red. color.

It's just that the body will be embroidered with a black sin thorn pattern, and the middle of the pattern must be hollow, exposing the skin or inlaid with gems.

Cardinal Matilda's robe is violet, with the thorn of sin in the middle of the chest, and the pattern is a circle of thorns. The biggest feature is the large cuffs, which are reminiscent of morning glory.

For some reason, Aiwass always felt as if he had seen her before.

He thought for a while, whether this person could be the elves who advanced to the ceremony with Pure White... But in terms of age and appearance, they seemed a bit inconsistent.

Matilda nodded slightly to Aiwass, put her right hand on her chest, and introduced herself: "I am the minister of Holy Orders, Matilda. I am responsible for promoting the Holy Orders of Bishop and above."

"Cardinal Matilda."

Aiwas stretched out his hand and tapped it three times, and said respectfully: "May Si Zhu protect your light."

Matilda nodded, turned to the others and said: "After here, there is the Ministry of Holy Orders ahead. Others please wait here...Aiwass, come with me to change clothes first."

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