Lizard Keeping Diary

Jielin remembered sending someone to check on Sir Pep, just as she remembered clearing the formation in the garden.

She still remembers looking through the departmental work records sent by her servants, but unfortunately she didn't have time to share with everyone.

Jielin handed the matter to Sarov and told him to sort out useful information.

Sarov, as usual, did not disappoint her and told her some of his discoveries.

Afterwards, he appeared in front of her again, but hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Jielin scratched Xiaoxuehua's back, tilted her head and looked up at her knight, "You seem to have something to say."

"I'm not quite sure what I should say."

"You can speak."

Sarov relaxed slightly, and the hands behind his back were no longer clenched tightly.He had been in her service since she was ten years old, so he knew very well that once she made a promise, she would do it, and what she promised was never taken back.

"I learned that you arranged for a pagan magician to sing praises to the ancient gods." He asked, "Is this true?"

"Hmm," she replied, "if they're sensible, they should behave, don't you think so?"

Sarov's expression told her he didn't want to take a stand, and she didn't force it.

After returning to the princess mansion, he had already explained to her everything that happened on the road, including the shipwreck.

He said he told the magic musician that the ship had run aground, but they all knew it wasn't that simple.

It is not the first time she has offered shelter to others from being poisoned by her cousin Malein.

And all those under her wing must be used by her to some extent.

Isn't it fair to change one size up?

It's a pity that her father temporarily said that she was busy with government affairs and couldn't go to the sacrificial activities, which wasted her thoughts in vain.

Thinking about her dear cousin is also very pitiful, thinking that sending a dead soldier over there can kill a whole boat of people, disturb her mission, destroy the relationship between Guangming Island and Munro, and shake her prestige as the crown prince.

What a ridiculous plan.She could guess how Malein came up with the idea.

From a young age, every time she got a new toy, Malein would do everything possible to destroy it.

The problem is that Malein is too dreamy, and there is no better paper expert than him.

His subordinates might have warned him how unlikely the plan was, but his ego insisted.

In the end, he didn't know how many times he lost in the confrontation.Moreover, before having his current fiancée, he even dreamed of being her consort.What a joke, she would not agree to a marriage proposal from a defeated general.

"Is there anything else?" Jielin squinted, "You have hidden your hands behind the door since you entered the door. Is there anything you want to show me?"

"Hmm." It was like being discovered a shameful thing.Sarov blushed, and his tone became tense, "I, I was thinking...what to wear to church on the day of the sacrifice...this?" He took out a formal dress, and then another, "or this ?”

Jielin rubbed her eyes, "Am I hallucinating? Are you looking for fashion advice from me?"

"Well... Dubes is not here for now. So... sorry if this is too much trouble..."

Seeing that Sarov was about to leave, Jielin quickly stopped him, "Don't stop, stop."

Sarov stayed where he was, like a stone pillar.Jielin began to ask him with great interest why he suddenly became interested in this aspect, but he kept his mouth shut, his face full of embarrassment, apparently not intending to tell her the reason.And she couldn't even imagine it.

After all, Sarov was with her all day long, and he had almost no private time except when he was out on missions.

She didn't understand how Sarov could have a secret that she didn't know.

"Just this one. It complements your eyes better." Jielin chose the black dress on the right.

On the day when the sacrifice began, Sarov really put on the black dress.Jaileen was both proud of him and weird because she still didn't know why he dressed her up.Dubas is the gorgeous knight under her command, and Sarov?He is not called a devout knight for nothing.

Jielin herself was not unprepared.Wearing an iris gem hair crown, she attracted the attention of everyone present at the moment she entered the Cathedral of Life.They dedicated gestures of tribute to her, as well as Sarov, who also wore the iris crest.

"Come this way, everyone. Follow the holy ladder and walk this blessed path."

Pastor Pastor and the gentlemen walked in the front, while the noble ladies and young ladies trailed behind, shaking their feather fans leisurely.

When Jielin came to the giant statue of Nissos, she caught a glimpse of Sarov who had closed his eyes devoutly.

At the same time, whispers that seemed to be absent lingered in the room.Under the guidance of the pastor, people began to pray.

This is only a part of the early stage, and then there are playing music, singing, inviting gods, and offering sacrifices to gods, which is called trouble.

Fortunately, the cathedral is only used twice a year, once during the planting season and once during the harvest season.

Even so, Jaileen would like to skip the red tape.It didn't matter, she thought.

Sarov is the only enthusiastic person around her, and she has been excited since yesterday.This was hard to find on the surface, but she was sure that the emotions in his heart were as abundant as rainwater, and it was just that the upbringing of the royal knight made him used to self-discipline.Orphans like him, who had received martial arts training in the temple since childhood, predicted their own destiny early on—serving their master for life until they died or were dismissed.

Nothing is more important than being loyal to the master of the royal family, unless it is a god.

Only faith can be an excusable excuse on certain occasions.

But she is very clear that this is only because the royal family needs "Gods" for her to control.After all, those paradas gods are beyond the reach of ordinary people and don't care what they do, so they wantonly manipulate the images of the gods to cater to their interests.Some senior clergymen claim to be able to contact the gods and summon them into the world, but that is nothing more than deception.The royal family and the church have always been tacit about fooling the people.

A burst of melodious music came, guiding the march of the team.Although Jielin arrived late, she walked faster than the ladies, and went to the front together with Sarov.The priests and priests surrounded the altar, and behind them stood a group of song boys standing in rows, all of them pursing their lips, trying to look serious, but they couldn't restrain their restlessness.

Jielin remembered that she had explained to the church on behalf of her father that magic musicians could rehearse with song boys and perform jointly in the cathedral.

The person in charge of the church, Pastor Pastor, seemed to have some opinions on her opinion, but he didn't dare to express his own opinion after all.

She has been listening to the number theory teacher for the past few days, and she is really dizzy. It would be nice if she could really enjoy the so-called magic music.

I heard that some aristocrats have tasted this novel, but there are mixed reviews, especially the Duke of Goodwin, who almost complains to everyone that the master and apprentice of the magic music have a false reputation, and it is not useful, which disturbs his elegance.

But as we all know, Duke Goodwin's only interest is sex and comprehensive bed sports. She can already guess what happened at that time, so instead of sympathizing, she feels schadenfreude.

As the torches on the altar were lit, the nobles began to throw sacrifices into the wide gap.Sesame flowers, tulips, black grapes, lettuce leaves... Then came the highlight of Jielin.

As the most noble person present, Jielin took out a roll of kraft paper from her satchel, which was filled with citizens' prayers, and then put the kraft paper in the place where the sacrifice was.

These things will be torched and sent to some unknowable god.If they're lucky, they might get some inspiration.At worst, you can win blessings and blessings.

The flames of the red orange rushed back and forth.Jielin waited for a while, but couldn't find any deep meaning from it. The priest was also very weak, as if he didn't have any expectations.At this time, the sound of the music became louder and louder, shaking the walls as if they were shaking.

Jielin couldn't help turning her head. The door not far away suddenly opened, and two young men wearing singer hats came in. They were about the same height, but one of them was easier to identify.The long red hair made her find the corresponding memory almost immediately.Sarov brought the magician to her mansion.

Jielin glanced back and found that Sarov was watching the magic musician eagerly.Just that one.

This incident aroused Jielin's doubts, which made her think deeply.She had never seen Sarov look at anyone like this before.He's not the type to express himself well, but that doesn't mean he lacks ideas, or lacks action.

From top to bottom, the line of sight shifted to Sarov's hand, where a gift bag stayed, and the packaging was exquisite.

Is it meant to be given away?Jielin was even more surprised.She also never saw him give anything away, let alone...

Jielin looked up at the magic musician, squinting to observe his appearance.very delicate.Ah, of course, why not?

A vague perception began to slowly take shape.When Jielin came to her senses, she only regretted why she woke up too late.

Finally, her knight has a lover.She should be happy.But now she is more worried.Sarov knew nothing about love, and was tied to her all day long, so the chance of successfully finding a partner was about zero.

She even had a hunch that the other party didn't notice Sarov's favor at all.

It seems that she will have to find a chance to push her in the future.

As Jielin was thinking, the singers wearing hats on the stage began to sing.Those tender voices are heart-warming.

Even if the goddess of art is here, I'm afraid she must praise this beauty.Jielin smiled slightly, already feeling relaxed.

She had heard this hymn countless times and knew how long it was.Her thoughts flew to the end ahead of time, but she never expected the surprise in the middle.

A deep and powerful voice gradually came in, paving the way for the upcoming climax, and when it was about to turn to excitement, another gentle and clear voice emerged, like an invisible hand spreading in the air to heal all wounds.

Jielin was dumbfounded.She had never heard anything like it.

If you want to rap, that's nothing unusual.As far as the melody is concerned, there is nothing innovative about it.

But this just made her emotionally surge, the picture in her mind was vivid, and her eyes were sore.

Magic, and only magic, can explain it all, and nothing else.

This is indeed a veritable magic music...

People around took out their handkerchiefs, first wiped their eyes, and then blew their noses.Jielin didn't hold back either, and put her hand into Sarov's pocket.Since she took away all the tissues, Believe Knight could only hold back and sniffed lightly.

Mole is really amazing.It produces such intense results in such a short amount of time.If used properly, wouldn't it be...

"My God, look!"

Suddenly hearing an exclamation, Jielin raised her head subconsciously, and the first thing she saw was white smoke.

It turned out that the contents of the altar were only half burned, and the gas above the torch had already formed a specific shape.

But this shape... Jielin narrowed her eyes again and looked carefully.No matter how you look at it, it looks like...

"Dragon." Sarov said, "Did you see it, Your Highness?"

Jielin nodded and turned to the priest, "It's a rare revelation, but I don't know what kind of sign it is?"

Although a question was thrown, Jielin was not really interested in the answer, because she could completely guess how the priest would answer.

The result was as expected, and the priest replied with fear and sincerity that this was a sign of great auspiciousness, heralding that the blessing of the dragon would come to the island.

It's as if someone doesn't know that the Dragon Clan has perished.

Jielin sneered in her heart, showing joy on her face, and then thanked the gods.Thank them for this unintelligible revelation.Despite her secret beliefs, this is just another church faux pas.This little sign is all too easy to make.

Under her leadership, all present began to chant the honorable name of Nessos, followed by other ancient gods.At the New God, some Restorationists pause, including Sarov, while she routinely reads her belly script.Then it's all up to the priests and priests.The closer to the end of the ceremony, the happier she felt.

"The gods are relieved." The priest finally said, "This year will be another harvest year, and the country will be stronger."

Jielin caught a glimpse of the magic musician's tendency to leave, so she reminded her knight, "He's leaving."

Sarov glanced at Jielin in surprise, but seeing that it was indeed the case, he immediately left quickly.

It's finally over.Came here early in the morning, now it's noon.

Schatz took off his unreasonably heavy hat and went out with it in his hand.

There were a few nobles who wanted to chase them out, but Shatz saw them, and they slipped faster.

Praising the pagan gods had exhausted him physically and mentally, and now he just wanted to go back and rest.

The singing boys were completely opposite to him. Immediately after the sacrifice was over, they jumped off the stage and ran around shouting.Two familiar candidate priests rushed out and ran after the song boys with grim faces, asking them to slow down and lower their voices, but the children didn't listen at all, and ran outside as if they were playing hide-and-seek with the candidate priest.

"Master Magic Musician."

There was a call from behind, Shatz turned around automatically, and found that it was Sir Sarov.

When he was singing on the stage just now, he saw Sarov, but he forgot about it when he got off the stage.

"Hi, Saron." Schatz smiled, trying not to let the burnout show, "It's been a while since I saw you."

"I heard your song." Sarov approached him, but didn't get too close to him, keeping a distance of two steps, and said reservedly, "This is the most beautiful interpretation of Nissos ever, Xia —May I call you Schatz?"

Schatz blinked in confusion, "Of course, Saron."

Sarov continued, "I was wondering, Schatz, have you considered..." After a pause, "Being one of us?"

Shatz was stunned for a while before he understood what Sarov meant.

Contrary to the oblique nature of this question, some of the answers are black and white.

So Schatz responded directly, "I'm flattered. But in our place, conversion is treated with the same seriousness as treason."

This is real.

Sarov showed a regretful expression, his lips opened and closed slightly, but before he could say the next sentence, he suddenly dodged his body and avoided the singing boy who was rushing from behind.As a result, the song boy couldn't hold back the momentum and fell to the ground by himself, at a loss.

Just as Sarov was about to bend down, Rob rushed to him and pulled the kid who caused trouble up first, then bowed to Sarov, "Sorry, this kid is too skinny. I'll take him away right away."

"It's okay. The child is fine," Sarov said.

"Thank you for your tolerance, brother," Rob said.

Sarov stopped talking.He pursed his lips, watching the alternate pastor gather the song boys together like cattle and sheep, and drove them into the house, saying that there would be meals there.The singing boys all went happily.

Sarov finally looked away, but Schatz couldn't forget the expression he looked at Rob.Like swallowing a fly.Unexpectedly familiar.

Schatz thought that when they were still in Popus, Sarov was so stiff in the face of Moen's church.

Unexpectedly, even in the same church, different believers are divided into factions.

As far as he knows, there are many restorationists who only support the ancient gods and abandon the new gods like clogs, but there are also many opposite believers, and what's more, they don't care about everything, and they can worship the gods.How incredible.

You must know that the belief of the Munro people can only have one direction, and there must be no deviation.

"By the way, please be sure to accept this." Sarov handed out the gift bag in his hand, feeling a little embarrassed for some reason.

Shatz took a look and vaguely found the words of various supplements for nourishing blood and qi. Immediately, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he handed it back a little weakly, "I appreciate it...but don't bother so much...really."

Sarov shook his head, "The other day I saw that you were severely seasick, so I knew you were a weak person. External exercise is of course very important, but internal conditioning is also essential. Besides, this is also Her Highness Jielin's wish. Are you going to disappoint her?"

Shatz looked at the princess in the distance, who was watching them secretly, but didn't intend to come forward.

Since he mentioned the name of the princess, Xia Ci had no choice but to accept it, and saluted in that direction, "Then thank you, Your Highness."

Then Xia Ci stepped back dutifully, seeing a figure crawling on the grass out of the corner of his eye, and was suddenly overjoyed.He was still wondering where the lizard had gone.

Shatz walked over excitedly, and instantly forgot about the knight behind him.Because of this, Schatz didn't notice how Sarov stared at his back at all, and how he gradually fell into depression.

"Where did you go? You were on the windowsill before, but you disappeared in a blink of an eye."

Schatz picked up the lizard on the grass, and patted its muddy forehead, with a friendly and reproachful tone.

A man ran by, panting, "Don't mention it, this bastard is running around all over the ground, you really should tie it to a rope!"

"Did you go look for it?" Schatz stood up, looked at the slightly messy Li Te, and frowned to express his doubts.

"No, no, it came to me." Li Te said in horror, "Just now, for some reason, it provoked eight big flat-headed crickets—eight! All of them were as big as fists, and they all chased after them. It ran away! Then, and then this damn guy rushed straight towards me, attracting those eight crickets to attack me too. This is not going to pass, I saw it, and ran this way, who knows The lizard ran faster than me, looted my way, and appeared here first."

Shatz chuckled, not paying attention to Li Te's narrative.It must be an exaggeration again.

Shatz straightened Li Te's collar and lowered his head to appease the restless lizard.

After that, the two walked out of the nave together.

"Li Te, do you think the lizard looks better with today's set or yesterday's set?"

"Huh? Didn't you wear the same little skirt yesterday and today?"

"How can it be the same set? Yesterday's is a simple and ladylike style, and today's is a retro mid-length style."

"All I know is that both sets are blue."

"But yesterday's was smog blue, and today's is sapphire blue."

"It's all blue anyway." Li Te muttered, "No matter how beautifully dressed it is, isn't it still an ugly bug?"

Schatz gasped, and covered the lizard's ear holes without thinking, "Don't listen to him!" Schatz lowered his voice, "You are not ugly at all, I swear to Moen, you are the most ugly person in this world. The cutest little thing, you are my muse."

Looking up at the red-haired youth with big eyes, the lizard happily wagged its tail.

It is really worthy of being the owner, who can see the essence through the appearance and discover its beauty in prosperity.

Although I always feel that something is wrong... But as long as it is praised for its beauty, it will accept it all!