The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 107: Maria Winter

...No, she is not Annan Coldong.

Annan realized this immediately.

Although they look almost exactly the same in age, height, and appearance...

But the length of the hair is obviously different. Her hair is not shoulder-length short hair, but waist-length hair... and from her figure and frame, her gender can be barely discerned.

And the most important thing is the aura about her.

It can be said to be the complete opposite of Annan.

There seemed to be no emotion in her ice-blue pupils, and her half-open eyes were filled with a godlike indifference. There was no trace of joy or slackness on her face, her hands were crossed and placed in front of her, and her eyes were full of vigilance and alienation.

She was dressed in pure white, thick robes, with a hollow silver crown on her head. The slender and long neck is reminiscent of a swan, and the delicate collarbone is hidden under the robe.

——Without a doubt.

She should be Annan Lindong's sister.

Unlike Annan, there seemed to be no reversal rune etched on her soul... Those emotionless ice blue pupils instantly reminded Annan of the man who taught her frost sword skills.

Such a powerful and fierce aura can even make people temporarily ignore the fact that she is only fourteen or fifteen years old.

... Speaking of which, Annan is also technically fourteen years old.

But with his height and appearance, some people would believe him if he was said to be eleven or twelve years old... How old is Annan Lindong's sister this year?

The moment she looked back and saw Annan and the others, she frowned slightly.

"The Honorable David Gerald."

She made a cold and childish voice, and her ice-blue pupils immediately locked onto Annan: "I didn't expect you to come too."

...Why is this Gerald so famous?

An idea suddenly came to Annan's mind.

He just noticed that when Maria saw the two people, her eyes were just a little distant. But the moment he saw himself, he immediately became wary.

This is probably why the notoriety spreads thousands of miles...

By the way, what did Gerald do? How can he be known to so many big people?

"Salute to you, His Highness Winter."

When Annan saw this, he immediately saluted Maria respectfully.

The two people beside him seemed to know the daughter of the Grand Duke.

They and Annan performed a wizard's ceremony to Maria at the same time. Then he introduced himself to her.

Seeing this, Maria nodded slightly.

"You can call me Maria."

She said simply.

This should be your real name.

For such a big shot, they don't need to use pseudonyms to deflect curses. There must be someone in the family who is specially raised to eat and drink well, and who has the same name as himself; the only function is to block any "living idols" that may name and curse him.

So there was no need for her to give a false name to the three of them.

Annan is different.

Gerald seems to be unexpectedly famous...

There is no possibility that he would give a false name.

He vaguely grasped the key.

In this copy, the name seems to be the key to solving the problem...

Then, Maria explained to the three of them: "The invitation must have been delayed. I got here first. But the door was obviously not open yet.

"I think we have to wait until you are all here before Michelangelo will let us in."

I think so.

Annan whispered in his heart.

He looked up at the wizard tower.

The gray-white giant tower... is more like a huge castle than a "tower". It presents a strange, symmetrical structure - rings on both sides and a bridge in the middle.

If you look down from directly above, you will probably see a huge dumbbell.

"These are simply the Twin Towers."

Claire couldn't help but sigh.

Annan thought so.

...If nothing else, which door do you enter through?

Or should I say either one?

They didn't have to wait long.

The other four guests arrived nearby in three groups.

The first person to arrive was an old man with a skinny and haggard face, sunken cheeks, and deep eye sockets. His hair was sparse and his head was low. Since he arrived here, he has been silent and said nothing. Join the crowd.

Behind him was a middle-aged man with black hair, black eyes, deep features, and a kind and cheerful smile. After he arrived here, he approached Annan and the others and introduced himself.

His name is Ghirlandaio, and he is a wizard of the Prophet School.

And he himself was a student of Master Michelangelo.

Master Michelangelo himself was best at the magic of the prophet school, followed by shaping and idols. Therefore, after Ghirlandaio, an enthusiastic middle-aged man, revealed his school of thought, Annan and the others couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

As for the last two who arrived, they arrived at the same time.

One of them is a handsome young man with a slightly divine face.

His eyes were closed, one side of his hair was shaved, and the remaining white hair was braided into three braids of different lengths, with two braids hanging in front of him and the longest one behind his back.

He is called "Eugene Melvin" by Claire and is a wizard of the Idol School. It is said that he is also a very famous person... This should also be his real name.

As for the other one...

In every sense, he is an acquaintance to Annan.

His beard is gray, his eyes are determined, and his skin is slightly wrinkled with age. There seemed to be colored brilliance flowing all the time in the turbid pupils.

"...Master Benjamin."

Annan bowed his head respectfully and saluted him.

The other party glanced at Annan with a complicated expression, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

In the end, he just nodded silently to Annan, taking it as a return gift.

——Yes.

The last candidate to appear in Gerald's nightmare...

It was Benjamin, the transformation wizard who was cursed to death on the ship.

The moment everyone arrived, everyone's consciousness suddenly disappeared briefly.

When they woke up again, they found themselves in an extremely wide and extremely luxurious hall.

"...oh."

Annan couldn't help but sigh.

Claire's eyes widened.

Maria still frowned.

Just because of what appears in front of everyone...

There are various statues arranged according to a certain pattern like the starry sky.

Statue of the giant. Statue of centaur. Goblin statue.

The statue of the old man. Statue of children.

Warrior statue. Statue of a girl.

Statue of angel. Serpent statue.

So magnificent. So spectacular.

Lifelike is just standard.

"It seems to have a soul" is just a normal level.

It's like countless frozen historical fragments, superimposed on each other.

The most incredible thing is that almost every statue can be combined with one or several other adjacent statues to form a picture. And if it is combined with other statues, it will form a new picture and a new story.

At the same time, the arrangement of the statues on the ground seems to contain some kind of magical law.

It’s just like...

"——Like chess pieces in the hands of the gods."

Maria said quietly.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

This is obviously not polite language.

But because it was so realistic, everyone didn’t know how to respond...

After all, Her Royal Highness Maria is a child - and the one with the highest status among them.

When a child tells the truth, people don’t know how to answer the question.

In the end, Benjamin clapped his hands and broke the awkward silence: "As expected of Master Michelangelo.

"This is simply a miracle... no, it can almost be called a miracle!"

"——It's like a miracle, right."

At this moment, an old man's voice sounded with a smile.

In front of eight people ~IndoMTL.com~ the statue of one of the old men suddenly made a sound.

The strange thing is that it is clearly in the middle of the hall, the center of the entire stage and the entire canvas... but no one realizes its existence until it opens its mouth.

Talking stone statues are not a strange thing in the world view of extraordinary people.

Especially the works of Master Michelangelo... This is more normal.

So everyone was not surprised and just continued to look at the old man's stone statue.

——However, although it is not stated clearly.

But they still had some grudges about Master Michelangelo not being present in person.

However, this grudge disappeared instantly when the stone statue spoke the next sentence:

"Then," the old man's stone statue said slowly, "I will reveal it to you...

"[Eye of Time] The suicide note of His Excellency Michelangelo Buonaro."