MTL - How To Wear a Goddess Statue-Chapter 121 under fire

Eleuil went through the door of the shrine room.

"Your Highness."

Riya saluted.

At this time, Ruiya was wearing a simple white robe with blue borders. Although she was still small, her temperament was solemn and convincing.

This kind of robe is the daily dress of the high priest of Solanchia.

Riya took over the position of High Priest a year ago.

The last high priest of the river was her teacher Seg, who persisted for more than two years between the sickbed, the worship room and the library, and carefully taught the successor until Ruiya mastered her own What you teach, you can die with peace of mind.

The funeral of the former high priest was held on the banks of the Ilu River on the outskirts of Acht, followed by the succession of Rhea. Since then, Rhea, who looked like a little girl no matter how she looked, put on the robes of the high priest and became the closest person to the Goddess of the Ilu River in the eyes of the Solanchian people.

Eliuil also participated in this grand ceremony of course, as the highest-ranking disciple of Luodus.

When the young high priest walked to the statue step by step, the princess stared at the silver-blue pattern on Ruiya's skin, her eyes were extremely pale, but the fingers hidden under the sleeves curled up. Sour, wistful, faintly burning pain.

In Solancia, only the high priests of the gods have the right to paint the ornaments of the gods they believe in on the skin, usually on the forehead, neck and arms, and must use special paint .

In public ceremonies, they bare their arms, and their hair is **** to expose their necks, so as to show everyone the symbols of the gods, which is the ancient and complicated beauty of mystery.

—It is also a testament to the honor of being close to a god.

Eleuil watched the ceremony quietly, no one but herself knew what the princess was thinking.

Time goes back to the present, and Ruiya has been in the position of the high priest of the river for a year, and often has to paint patterns, even if the process is tedious and tests patience.

In Ruiya's view, this is a manifestation of piety.

As for these patterns that occasionally dangle in front of her eyes and are just painted on other people's bodies, Eleuil has become more and more able to view them with a normal mind...probably.

The princess gave Ruiya a faint look.

Rui Ya understood, and slowly packed up the sacrifices placed on the altar that needed to be replaced, put them on the tray, and then nodded: "Your Highness, please, I'm going out."

The high priest took the tray and left, and took the door of the sacrificial room.

It was a habit of Eleuil to lock himself up in the shrine room to "exclusively" the statue.

Before, during the time when the princess thought she was the incarnation of the goddess, but she was actually the goddess, the frequency of being alone was greatly reduced; in the past three years, it has risen again, and even worsened.

Riya is accustomed to it. Whenever the princess comes, she will voluntarily give up the sacrificial room - anyway, I saw my mother do this much in the Katiera Temple, and now it's just the same Follow the example, not to mention, the goddess valued Her Royal Highness so much, and this kind of alone time must also be approved by the gods.

But...

Riya's footsteps slowed down, she looked up at the sky, a pair of bright round eyes reflected the clear cloudy sky.

Sir, it has been a long time since he appeared.

In the shrine room, in front of the statue of pure white marble, Eleuil tilted her head and let out a self-deprecating chuckle.

The princess moved the newly changed offerings on the altar to the side, squeezed together aggrievedly, then propped up on the edge of the altar with one hand, and sat lightly sloping up.

The long legs are half-dangling close to the ground, overlapping the ankles.

The posture is casual, elegant and elegant.

Eleuil raised her head slightly, looked at the icy and moist gemstone eyes of the idol, and said like a small talk: "Three years, does this time sound familiar?"

"Last time, you were gone for so long. Rhodes."

Yes, last time.

At that time, Eleuil waited at the border for three years, and only waited for Luodus to come back, thinking that it would be the last parting.

And this time, the time limit for waiting was so indeterminate, Eros lightly said "It's also very long for the gods", and it seemed like a death sentence.

Eleuil looked down at the wine glass beside her, the filtered wine was crystal clear, reflecting the young and beautiful face of the princess.

Perhaps the reason for the attention to maintenance in the past three years, the face of the princess has not changed since she was a young adult. To be honest, the skin may be more delicate and delicate now.

Eleuil raised a hand and made a grasping action out of thin air, clenching and releasing.

The unmatched power she possesses will also dissipate with the passage of time, become weak, her mind and thinking will gradually become dull, and it may even take a while to think about what to eat for dinner.

Strength, appearance and intelligence, these things that the princess is proud of, will be lost one by one and returned to time.

The saddest and most terrifying thing is that at that time she still can't let go of her feelings for Luodus, maybe not as fiery and vivid as this time, but it will only be more intense and paranoid heavier.

Eleuil knew she would.

This kind of feeling has long been integrated into faith and life, and it cannot be given up, otherwise, it will be gouging out part of the soul, can it still be regarded as herself?

Eleuil picked up the sacrificial wine for the gods, drank it all in one gulp, and fished herself out of today's future thinking.

The princess shook the empty glass, and said with no expression on her face: "I wonder if you can hear it. The time to start has been set, everything has been deployed, just wait for tomorrow night."

"My victory will be in your name."

"But I will not ask for your protection."

"If you could see what's going to happen..." Eleuil stopped here.

She took a deep look at the **** statue, got up, and walked out of the worship room with unfinished words and an empty wine glass.

———

The next evening.

The majestic royal palace stands as ever.

The only difference is that the palace seems to be extra bright tonight. This kind of light is completely different from the daily lighting and patrol lanterns in the past. The firelight is projected on the white stone wall, reflecting swords, swords and shadows Small-scale fights that start from time to time.

The city gate guards formed two encirclement circles, one encircling the entire palace, and the other encircling King Solan's bedroom.

There is not a mountain of corpses and blood that would normally occur within the palace. In fact, the resistance encountered by the princess is very limited.

- It's just that it's easy to miss a lot of people on the other side.

At this time, Eleuil stood in front of the temple gate.

The light of the torch illuminates the small half of her face, showing a breathtaking cold and beautiful.

"The people who are beside Horst haven't moved yet?" Eleuil looked sideways and asked the lieutenant general of the city gate guard. Although he was a lieutenant in name, he had far more control over the army. higher than the captain.

"No, maybe something went wrong..."

Before the lieutenant could speak, a dull roar suddenly sounded in the palace in front of him, as if something collapsed, and even the palace gate trembled violently.

Eleuil's expression darkened: "The situation is not right."

She hurriedly entered the palace gate, turned to the innermost room, and saw a man half-kneeling holding down the wound on the abdomen of a white-armored guard, looking anxious.

"Your Highness!" When he looked up and saw Eleuil arrived, the man was relieved and ashamed, "Horst ran away."

This person is the messenger Wick who was once sent by Horst to the city of Tigbia, but now he has another identity - the allegiance of the princess.

Eleuil was called to a doctor before asking, "What's the matter?"

Wick heard the words and gritted his teeth: "There is a secret passage here!"

. Because he was in a hurry, he didn't even care about the queen who was not far away.

Eliuil had previously considered a similar situation, and ordered to be buried next to Horst as a nail for King Solan's guards. If necessary, he could kill Horst directly without worrying about whether he was captured alive or not. .

When Horst was about to flee, Nail did.

I never thought that the commander of the Guards, Niwei, would suddenly break out, and he had to protect Horst with serious injuries. The nails were defeated in the fight, and the few Horsts fled in a hurry.

Eleuil raised his hand and pressed his forehead, without saying a word.

Wick bowed his head: "It's my fault, you clearly told me to pay attention to this issue, and to check whether the dormitory has ever started construction, but I didn't notice anything..."

Eleuil motioned him to stop, and said indifferently: "It's not surprising, Horst may have discovered the secret passage built by a previous king."

"Horst will only go to the south, the seaside city guarded by his brother, whether he escapes or not, it must be solved there." Eleuil pondered, "No hurry."

Wick let out a small sigh of relief, and with the mentality of retribution, said: "And the incense maker you mentioned, I found out where he is."

A corner of the palace, a remote attic.

The incense maker was held at the table by several fully armed soldiers, and the joints of his hands and feet were removed. He had no self-protection ability, but his expression was free.

"I think you know some of my past works, Her Royal Highness." The incense maker said calmly, "The amazing things in Horst's hands are all my creations. "

He talked eloquently, but he didn't notice the cold light flashing across the princess' eyes.

"I am willing to serve you, frankly speaking, I don't care who my allegiance is, as long as you are willing to provide me with materials and places to study new fragrances, I can make all kinds of useful products for you Fragrance and poison."

There is no one in power or a careerist who can resist this temptation. After all, there are too many secrets. Who doesn’t want a convenient and safe way?

Just like Horst.

The incense maker is very confident about this.

"Really. Can you make incense and poison that the enemy can't resist when they smell it?"

How is "this..." possible, the scope of application of poisonous incense is limited, unless it is put in the diet, since it is all put in the diet, what poison is not under, where need to study new things .

"Can you still confuse the minds of the enemy leaders and make them surrender unconditionally?"

"..." is also not good, if he could make this kind of incense, he would have used it to deal with the princess in front of him, and he still needed to make a living for himself here.

"Increase grain income, increase livestock production, or other practical things?"

The incense maker has no words.

Eleuil looked down at him, her eyes cold and cruel.

"

Useful? Of course it works.

Eleuil scorns it.

The incense maker finally recognized the murderous intent in the eyes of the princess. He understood at this moment that Eleuil never planned to let him go or use him, regardless of his own The answer is, there is only one ending.

"Beast God..."

The incense maker spat out the last words before he was born, and before he could finish speaking, Eleuil's long sword was unsheathed.

The author has something to say:

This person, Horst, is especially good at shyness and running away.

, I would like to call it the royal beetle.

…cockroaches.