Juliana’s workshop Chapter 1: The secret room under the church

　　In a secret room that no one knows--that's not true, at least this secret room is the secret of the royal family belonging to the Double Eagle Empire. Only the emperors of the past and the people they trust most know about here. As for the others, there is no such qualification... Only the dead have such qualifications.

　　 There is nothing conspicuous in this secret room, old sculptures, engravings covered with white cloth, and unlit candlesticks.

　　 This secret room is under the Sophia Cathedral, which is where Lulunaka wants to enter. She originally planned to enter the secret room directly here, but the secret door of the secret room was changed. She was cautious and did not choose to attack blatantly. Ignoring the possible mechanisms and traps is not a problem for her, but she Don't want to make too much noise.

　　 In this dark secret room, no one exists, let alone other living things, not even rats. There was a blue starry sky outside, and all the lights in the cathedral turned blue, causing the monks, nuns and believers to kneel and pray in panic, taking this abnormal phenomenon as an ominous omen. The excitement outside seems to have nothing to do with this secret room. The thick floor divides the secret room and the upper part into two worlds.

　　 In such a quiet place, the candlestick lit up a fire, and the fire was not an ordinary flame, nor was it blue, but purple. The purple flame burned quietly, not looking like a ball of flame, more like a cloud of mist with temperature.

　　 In this secret room, a strange phenomenon occurred, not just a candlestick. A roll of dust-sealed parchment was opened, a book with yellowed paper spread out, a pair of portraits of people with eyes gleaming, a brass lantern lit up with green light, and only a small piece of one remained. The turbid candle lights the orange flame...

　　 The things in this secret room seem to have come to life. Various abnormal phenomena appeared, as if they were responding to the blue starry sky outside.

　　Of course, these things have no life, but there is a person behind everything, and most of them are called mages.

　　 The candlestick that hung on the wall and lit the purple flame first made a sound, "The last Rubik's Cube was taken away. Who is capable of this?"

　　 a parchment scroll placed on a table, the curled paper is shaking, "Many people spend too much time underground. At that time, the biggest progress was to the underground lake, which is the closest to the Rubik’s Cube. It's a long way...but under the underground lake, the forbidden zone is a dead place, you can't set foot at all."

　　The book next to the parchment scroll is automatically turning the pages, "You mean, it’s not the mage who did this?"

　　 "No, I mean, someone here has made some progress, and no one else knows about it."

　　 These voices are different from men and women, and you can hear whether they are old or young—but just by comparison, the voices here are not young anymore. The words of the parchment made the atmosphere of the scene a bit stagnant. This airy, not so old voice, the meaning of the words is very simple: He thinks that someone has already obtained the Rubik's Cube, and this incident has kept them in the dark from beginning to end.

　　Of course, they are not so-called partners. They have never talked about the so-called deception and trust. The parchment roll is just a hope to drop a stone on the calm lake.

　　 The parchment scroll did get the effect he wanted, and the atmosphere between the people present—or the talking objects present, became a bit subtle. The mage is a kind of existence similar to a liar, even among the same kind, there is no so-called homosexual feeling at all.

　　 "Are you serious about this?" A lantern made a sound. It sounded a bit hurried, and felt like an impatient person. "If anyone of us present can do such a thing, then he ……"

　　"Then he should have become a **** long ago." On the other side of the portrait, the eyes are moving, but the mouth does not move. "Don't forget that as far as we know the owner of the Rubik's Cube, few have a good ending. Before they became gods, they died first, and the next time they were miserable."

　　 "It's just because they used the Rubik's Cube too crudely!" Lantern shouted, "Using something that contains infinite magic, but is very fragile, should not be monopolized by one person. That kind of thing needs to be studied together. To reveal its mystery, this is the right way."

The words of 　　 did not get a response from others, but attracted some ridicule, "Is it because you are too weak to compete for the Rubik's Cube?"

　　 "Before you laugh at others, why not see what level you are, whether you really have a chance to touch the Rubik's Cube~ IndoMTL.com~ even if it’s just the corners of the Rubik’s Cube?" The voice laughed. This caused a quarrel, which made the secret room become lively.

　　 "Are you here to quarrel like students?" The candlestick burning the purple flame overwhelmed the others, and the tone became severe. Behind this candlestick, there seemed to be a very prestigious person, and everyone was quiet. "What needs to be done now is to find out who took the Rubik's Cube away, whether or not that person really belongs to us-of course, if possible, I really hope someone can tell me that he The Rubik's Cube is taken away."

　　 After speaking at the candlestick, the orange flame burning on the small half of the candle made a sound. This is the existence that has not spoken so far, "Anyway, this is an intolerable thing. ——This is something that belongs to the Emperor Crescent, not everyone can get involved."

　　 "Oh, you are very happy to be a dog of the crescent moon." A mocking word came out, but the orange flame was unmoved, "It's just the barking of a group of wild dogs...you These wandering guys who are afraid of being discovered by others will not understand the benefits of having an empire as a backing."

　　 The words of the orange-red flame silenced the ridicule. This old and strong voice did speak to the pain of many people. Magic has become a demon-like existence in the west of King's Castle. The mage has no previous status. The weak mage has become a mouse on the street, even if it is a powerful existence. I have to hide and live a life of almost seclusion.

　　 The orange flame snorted, seemingly satisfied with the effect of his words. But he didn't feel complacent for long, and another sudden voice made him feel uncomfortable.