Dust of History Chapter 75:

In the darkness, even with the help of some hazy moonlight shining through the clouds, Glory Castle can still reflect and emit a faint light, looking like a huge pearl sitting on the plain of Celeste .

As early as hundreds of years ago when it was first built, Glory Castle was already the largest and most magnificent building on the mainland, but it has not stopped expanding during these hundreds of years. The stretch of tall buildings is no different from a mountain. In a radius of several miles, there are towers with different heights, magnificent halls, and churches like hills. Although it may not be comparable to the legendary architecture of the Elven Empire in the ancient times, it is undoubtedly a miracle that human architecture can create.

And in the eyes of believers, this is a holy place. Legend has it that when the glorious castle was built, the holy glorious horse that fell from the sky enveloped the entire castle, and there was even a huge angel flying over the castle. Since then, Glory Castle has been exuding holy white light all year round. This is the undoubted God

Trace. Countless believers often come from thousands of miles away to pay homage to the traces of this miracle in the world, and worship devoutly outside this huge white wall. This is the basis of their faith in the world.

Ai Yimei stood in front of the window and stared blankly at the scene outside. The white outer wall of the Guangming Hall in the distance reflected the light of the moon. But Aiyimei knew that there were dozens of templars ambushing inside, and those were all elites drawn from all over the place, waiting murderously for those who would throw themselves into the trap. And the white magic of thousands of priests in the entire Glory Castle is enough to turn this night into day in an instant, not even a fly can fly out. And on the high towers scattered everywhere, mages are specially placed to cast magical eyes on them. Although this kind of spell is an unavoidable burden for magic, it is not a problem at all for the people in Glory Castle.

Her dream was to be able to enter this glorious castle one day. To be precise, this is the dream instilled in him by his grandfather Leylas since he was a child. In the eyes of the pious old Leylas, being able to enter here is as honored as being able to touch the glory of God.

This dream was naturally shattered by reality long ago, and the old man Leilas died in the hands of the cardinal. Yabin died under the knife of the temple knights, and they were all killed in the vortex of being innocently involved. In her mind, Celeste, the holy place in the past, is no different from a lair where evil spirits are kept in captivity.

Even if she is standing here now, seeing with her own eyes the holy and venerable building that grandpa told her about in detail, the disgust and fear in her heart will only increase. She didn't know what Talis said to Lancelot, and Lancelot brought her and Talis back from Negan to Glory Castle. Lancelot is very angry with Talis.

Prison her upon returning to Shining Castle. And Ai Yimei is similar here, although she was not put in a dungeon, she was also put under house arrest.

Ai Yimei is very smart, and not only smart, after experiencing so many storms, her smartness has already been further transformed into tenacity and scheming. She didn't show any panic when she saw the three temple knights, and her face didn't even change when she saw the pocket in Lancelot's hand.

When Lancelot told her gently that she would go back to Celeste together, she tentatively refused. Seeing that the smile on Lancelot's face did not change at all, he immediately agreed up.

There is no power to resist. Then it's best not to even show the meaning of resistance. Under such circumstances, following the Templar Knights to Seles is the only option.

From the hasty looks of Lancelot and the temple knights, she knew that Asa was fine, and the bag was undoubtedly taken from Asa. She has seen all the changes around her these days, and she also understands what is about to happen, but she is completely powerless and can only wait here. Before I knew it, a month had passed since I came here.

She waited very calmly and was very obedient. Even the priests and swordsmen who were in charge of guarding her thought that this little girl was really cute and obedient, so they didn't have any vigilance, and chatted with her from time to time. Two sentences. Although these people were very tight-lipped, Ai Yimei still learned from them. Things were exactly as she had feared.

With the exception of the Pope and Ban Siluoxing, no one is allowed to enter the Palace of Light. It is said that there are important items stored there.

At the beginning, she was anxious, but in the middle of this glorious castle, she knew that she would never have a chance, so she could only despair in extreme anxiety. Until later, when I fully understood that I was powerless, this despair slowly turned into a fighting spirit.

If he really comes, I must help him.

Even if he knows that his magic is just a drop in the ocean in front of thousands of priests and magicians, even if there is only one in a thousand chances of helping him. Ai Yimei still has this determination to rush out from here without thinking about her own life. That's why she waited obediently here. These days, she has been waiting with an unusually calm heart, waiting for the sudden commotion in the Guangming Palace, or for a person riding a biped dragon to bring the exclamation of countless people below from the sky.

Women are all very weak and weak. When I was young, I couldn't see too many things, and I couldn't see other broader options. I only had one or two simple thoughts in my heart to support myself, but it was precisely because of this weakness. That's why I can be surprisingly strong sometimes.

There was a knock on the door, probably the swordsman on duty came to deliver food to him. It was a young man with a full face, and he would blush when he laughed, and he would secretly send some small things to her and chat with her from time to time. Celeste had seldom seen such a lovely maiden.

But the one standing outside after opening the door was not a swordsman, but an old man dressed as a handyman.

"Are you okay?" Ai Yimei asked, she looked around, but the guards outside were not there, and the knife was a bit strange. No matter how noble the clergy are to cleanliness, no matter how deep the white magic is, it is impossible for the priests and templars to go to the kitchen to cook for His Majesty the Pope and the bishops. There are also many handymen.

"It's okay, I'm here for you to go." The old man smiled slightly. But the voice was not that of an old man.

Ai Yimei covered her mouth and tried her best not to cry out, the tears in her eyes were already overflowing.

She could recognize Asa's voice.

"Brother Asa...how did you come here? This place is so dangerous...they are all waiting for you to come, when did you come? Hurry up..."

Ai Yimei spoke incoherently and anxiously, not knowing whether she should push him away quickly, or throw herself into his arms.

The surrounding vigilance must not be regarded as lax. After all, this is Celeste. After all, this is the person Lancelot asked to be detained. When Aimei just walked out of the tall building where she was imprisoned, she saw that she was lying on the ground and fell asleep. Swordsmen and Priests.

"Brother Asa, your sword hilt is placed in the Great Hall of Light, but you must not go there. I saw at least dozens of templars..." Aimei was hugged by Asa In his arms, his heart was beating wildly, his face was flushed, and he said softly.

"There are thirty-two templars tonight, and there are about one hundred and twenty senior priests guarding around, but the magic trap inside has not been activated." Asa hugged the small Aimei, Like a huge black civet cat, it walked silently between the houses, stopped and hid in the shadows for a while to avoid a group of swordsmen patrolling past, and sneaked silently for a while. He smiled and said softly: "I have already figured out everything here, don't worry. Since Lancelot invited me, I certainly can't let me down too much... But he seems to be only guarding against me. It’s just grabbing the hilt of the sword. It seems that I didn’t expect that I would find an insider here. Use this method to sneak in. This time, I’d like to thank Sedros..."

During the period when Oufu was helping Sedros, Asa was originally in charge of some secret activities. Although he didn't directly deal with anyone from Celes, the details were very clear. This time, he found the priests who had been bought by Sedros and asked them to help him. He disguised himself as an old handyman and mixed in.

Of course, it was Oufu's name that was used to contact him this time, so that these well-hidden informants could risk helping him. He only helped Oufu for one year, and the people below naturally didn't know that Asa was still Oufu's special operations captain in the eyes of these informants.

The map of Celeste, the arrangement of patrolling and guarding, these spies have already helped Asa investigate clearly. Even the time of the action has been planned, this time is the time when the magician Gang Gang who is in charge of monitoring this area changes shift~IndoMTL.com~ and some small reasons that seem to be just coincidences make the magician At least half an hour later to continue to use the magic eye.

Make a decision before taking action. Successful actions come from detailed arrangements in advance. This is what Asa learned from Sedros, so by the way, he also used the team he put a lot of effort into arranging here. He had to admit once again that the lord of Oufu had a meticulous mind and careful means. There was actually a cardinal among these informants. To bribe such a person, what he wanted was not just money.

If you just want to lurk here directly based on your own body, Asa admits that it is almost impossible. With such a detailed arrangement by the manager, he can now easily run away with Ai Yimei in his arms. Strategies and methods are indeed much more effective than direct fighting and killing in many cases.

"It's really hard for them to recruit elite swordsmen from all over the world. With such a tight defense, it seems that there is really no chance to get the hilt. But it's a pity that I'm not very interested in that thing now ... at least I won't take the risk to **** it, or let Lord Lancelot down..."

"Brother Asa, come here..."

"Of course I took you away...By the way, I helped someone give them a gift..."