The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 1: The Burning Prophecy (Part 1)
"Always be in awe.-Gilberto Gilbernaion"
The fourth-level astrologer apprentice Jonah looked up and saw Gilberto's shining motto engraved on the lintel of the astrological tower. He sat down on the cold redstone floor with a grunt, hugging himself dirty Deer leather bag, crying loudly.
Before the Red Rock Fort fell, Jonah set off from the astrological tower in the wilderness at noon every day, and walked for three hours to study astrological works at the Royal and Anglican Library of Red Rock Fort.
He wore the dark blue hooded cloth robe of the astrologer apprentice, and hung on his chest the first-class apprentice badge issued by the Continental Astrology Association: a black disc symbolizing the starry sky with four light blue star flowers. When another paper is recognized by the Continental Association of Astrology and published in the Yearbook of Astrology, Jonah can add another star to his badge and is allowed to write "d. Jonah" at the end of the document. II. Astrology Apprentice” is now written, which is quite an honor.
According to the "Joint Amnesty Act" signed a hundred years ago, all countries on the mainland, including empires, church states, republics, and clan tribes, will be From courts, law enforcement officers to judges, all state powers grant amnesty to the five professions of priests, magicians, steam puppet masters, astrologers, and Bachelor of Mathematics and Science, that is, state acts prohibit any harm to the above professions, and the management and evaluation of the five professions , Migration and even trial work is carried out by the corresponding guild and society.
Jonah is wearing the five guild robes with superb status and is exempt from the war. The war is like a stage play happening around him, in fact, since he passed the examination twelve years ago. From one day on, the whole world became a stage play, which made him feel a little empty and irritable when he walked out of the astrology tower.
Day after day, Jonah walked through the deserted path of the red soil plains and saw so many people with somber faces walking on the road. Some fled from wars, some walked to their hometown with hopeless hope, and some carried drafts. Fork participated in the Farmers' Self-Defense Force, some made small business to make money from the mess, some completely abandoned hope and walked in numb steps, and some held the knife under the cloak at any time.
Jona often saw some of them soon after, lying on the side of the road, leaning on the ruined building, holding a suitcase, holding a scimitar, eyes looking to the sky, body temperature gradually cold, they died of the plague, No one knows that the invader’s lance is still the tooth of the hungry, but when Jonah passes by the next day, they will be stripped, and a few coyotes who are obese and lack appetite linger beside the skinny corpse.
Jonah saw the mother crying while holding the child, saw the old man weeping facing the pot of unknown meat tumbling, saw the woman crying, the man on the woman was naked, and the upper body was dressed in a bright and bright dragon knight. Standard breastplate. So many tears made him have a headache, and the horrified and awe-inspiring eyes of his mother, old man, woman, and knight when they saw his robe made him a little nauseous.
On the way to the Royal and Anglican Library for the last time, Jonah saw from a distance the towering redstone fort on the horizon with thick smoke billowing, and the sun at four o’clock in the afternoon pointed his shadow at the redstone In the direction of Fort, he moved mechanically.
In two months, Jonah entered through the small gate guarded by the five major trade unions by the city wall. He saw the rolling stones fall like rain, boiling oil poured on his skin creaked, and the stride of the earth dragon shook the earth. A sharp arrow flashed in the gap of the heraldic shield and appeared between the necks of the guards on the city. The day the city was broken finally arrived. Even though he had a foreboding of this moment, Jonah still felt a slight shock in his heart as he looked at the smoke-bearing Redstone Fort.
He entered the Redstone Fort by walking on the red stone tunnel through the main entrance. The huge fifty-foot-high gate collapsed. The enemy’s army boots trampled past the gate that was still burning with a small flame, and the body was Stacked on the side of the road, the soldiers of the earth travel dragon ran around holding blood-stained flags. The buildings in the middle of the central avenue were burning. The invader officers commanded the surviving Redstone Fort residents to lift their bodies and throw them into the burning buildings, surviving. Most of the people are citizens, and the enemy forces have slaughtered and ransacked the nobles and merchants of Redstone Fort.
Jonah felt that he was in a strange state, as if everything that happened before him was an illusion in a crystal ball. The blood and fire were isolated behind the crystal. He numbly scanned the Redstone Fort and bowed to the invaders. When I nodded slightly in return, I didn't even forget to turn on the star array on the belt that regulates the temperature.
Turning toward the library via the palace, Jona saw two or three hundred captured soldiers kneeling on the square in front of the palace. Behind every **** soldier was an enemy law enforcement officer holding a steel axe, like an officer. Thousands of citizens were driven out and surrounded the surrounding area. The officer raised the knife, blood shed, and the blood of these last guards had filled their boots with blood during the war. The surviving citizens on the square fell to the ground crying, the enemy soldiers seemed to be laughing, too far away, Jonah could not hear anything.
Turning around the corner, Jonah's heart trembled suddenly, as if something remote and mysterious had emerged from the bottom of his consciousness, he stopped, trying his best to catch the tail of the thought. A line of scribbled round characters faintly appeared in front of them: "On October 5, the sun was pierced by a sharp sword. They gathered together and couldn't see each other, only the sky and the heels."
Jona's numb nerve seemed to be violently knocked by a sledgehammer. Everything in front of him was no longer the fantasy in the crystal ball. The crystal shattered and the memory fragments stung his eyeballs. He was so shocked that his feet were soft and he almost sat down in the blood stains on the street.
He stiffened his neck and turned his head to look at the sky. The sun was slanting across the sky at 4:30 in the afternoon. The tallest spire of Her Majesty Queen Wenger III's bedroom was like a sharp sword that cut the sun in half.
He turned his head to look at the front square again, vaguely hearing his cervical spine rattle. The square was full of headless corpses. The heads of more than two hundred guards were scattered in the meantime. Some heads were looking up at the sky, some heads fell under the feet of the executioner, and focusless eyes stared at the muddy boots of the slaughterer.
"The book!" Jonah murmured, letting out a sigh of relief. The next moment, he ran wildly among the corpses in the street, his dark blue robe flying in the **** air.
He came late. The Royal and Anglican Library has been ignited by the fire at the Ducal Palace of Valen next to it. The fire started to ignite from the west. Several soldiers walked out the door carrying an open wooden box filled with silver vases from the library and Candlestick. Jonah bent over at the door of the library, gasping for breath. He looked up at the raging fire. Because of the temperature-controlled star array, he could feel the heat wave pressing, but he didn't even sweat at all.
There is a big book with a black cover on the small bookshelf in the corner of the church library next to the small chapel on the west side. He must get that book! Now that the library has been swept by flames, Jonah made a few anxious turns, buttoned the hood of his robe on his head, ignored the exclamation of the soldiers behind, bit his teeth, and walked quickly into the library.
A string of fire slanted down from the ceiling, the exquisite murals were twisted and peeled off, and the brass statue of Sheila, the **** of writing and painting, gradually melted and kept curling up. A burning column collapsed in front of the church library door, and the parchment scrolls placed on the wooden shelves inside turned into dazzling torches.
Jonathan tried to get close to the burning broken column, only to take a step, and the molten copper liquid from the Sheila statue spread over, drawing magnificent patterns along the lines of the carved floor tiles. He quickly moved into the small chapel, where the flames were still not violent.
Be fast, be fast, be fast. Jonah said silently, closing his eyes, and doing quick calculations.
Another pillar slumped down and hit the floor of the hall, raising sparks in the sky.
Jonah took out the star-engraved lapis lazuli from his deerskin bag on the first day of his apprenticeship, and held it firmly in the palm of his hand. The complex magical array on the gems spun around without waiting for him to try to interact with it. The surging star power communication, a bucket of white light blasted from the center of the gem, and silently broke through the wall and pierced diagonally upward, then the star array exploded in his hand, and for a moment Jona saw everything in front of him. I didn't see, heard nothing, stretched out my hands, only felt the fingers trembling violently.