Steel steam and flame

The conversation that followed was sporadic, as Cassia easily let the topic go cold. After carefully asking about everything that happened this time when the Holy Emperor asked her to escape from the Holy Emperor's Hall with the remains of the first generation of Knight King, Doris had an unusual level of trust in Cassia and did not miss any details. However, due to factors such as her age and growth environment, she could only recount what happened along the way as comprehensively as possible. As for other redundant considerations, almost all of them are zero.

"It seems that weather factors have a huge impact on everything." Cassia sighed at this time. He finished listening to Doris's words. They spent a lot of time back and forth. There were many reasons for being entangled with the staff of the Holy Emperor's Hall for so long because of the heavy rain that lasted for several days.

Of course, apart from knowing that Doris was going to the Endless Sea with the bones of a generation of knight kings, she didn't know anything about the core things. Regarding Doris, the Holy Emperor did not say a word other than issuing orders.

"I happened to be in theology class that day, and the housekeeper suddenly told me that the Holy Emperor was summoning me and asked me to hurry over. Then it was not in the big room where the Holy Emperor usually dealt with things, but right next to the large exhibition hall where my uncle's bones were displayed. On the way, I met the Holy Emperor." Doris recalled, "Because I was originally a saint selected to manage this set of bones. When I saw the Holy Emperor, I thought there was something wrong with my affairs. So much so that it alerted the Holy Emperor. But when I got there, I learned that there was something else. The Holy Emperor told me that there was a task that I needed to complete now, and only I could complete it. So later, with the help of several housekeepers, We took my uncle's bones at night and put on a fake set of bones."

The "uncle" Doris calls is Grote, the first generation of knight kings. The saints selected in each generation seem to have a magical system that allows them to have a brief conversation with Grote in his spiritual time. But this active power is in the hands of Grote. He has absolute freedom whether to maintain the necessary contact with each generation of saints.

"Later, you moved into the Victory Building and left Manoma with the help of several housekeepers on a rainy day." Cassia murmured to herself, "Are those housekeepers people you know?"

"No, they were all temporarily arranged by the Holy Emperor. They were very nice to me and didn't make things difficult for me." Doris said, "The Holy Emperor didn't tell me what to do, he just asked me to do something. Just keep walking with uncle's bones. But a few days ago, the housekeepers suddenly said that there were some things that needed to be dealt with, so we divided the bones into two parts and separated them at the station. Later on the train, we bumped into each other. Mr. Cassia is here."

When Doris said this, her rosy face turned pale, and she thought about what happened last night again.

The conversation stopped here, and the two of them did not continue talking. Doris is more like a porter, or a liaison with Grote. Saints like Doris seem to have such work and role in every generation. It is said that the upper age limit for becoming a saint is different from person to person. It probably depends on how well each generation of saints talks to Groot. As innocent and cute little girls with no extra thoughts in their hearts, they are indeed more acceptable to Grote.

Or would it make him relax his vigilance? Cassia suddenly had such an idea.

"I have to find some related books. I need to verify some things." Cassia asked Doris to eat something first. She had been sleeping in the morning to replenish her energy, and she should be hungry now.

We came to the junction between the two carriages again, where there was never a shortage of people smoking. With the humid and hot summer wind blowing, Cassia's head did not relax at all. All kinds of thoughts without any reason inside began to get entangled like tree roots and became a mess.

"Go and ask Grote again tonight?" He thought this was the most direct and feasible way.

By the time the last night on the train arrived, the weird atmosphere had long since disappeared. Many passengers maintained sufficient energy and enthusiasm, and continued to be noisy until almost late at night. When night really comes, the sky is filled with shining stars. Cassia hadn't seen such a scene for a long time. After leaving the small town, thin clouds lingered in the sky above the military school in the Blanco Mountains all year round. The night sky was already his old friend.

The calm breathing of Julien and Taranto could be heard next to her. Cassia looked at the time on the small alarm clock. It was now a little past two in the morning. Everyone around him was already asleep, but the situation like the previous two nights was not the same. appearing again.

Trying to open his cross pupils, Cassia's perception was greatly increased, but she couldn't find the familiar weird feeling in the air. All the influence of the golden skull on the train disappeared.

"When you get to the Oria region, let's go to the Imperial Library set up there." Cassia closed her eyes. "The four forces should not do anything about these things." Not sure of the specific situation, closed After closing her eyes, Cassia quickly entered a semi-sleep state.

The sky turned white early on, and the wilderness area had turned into a large city of buildings. Trains shuttle through it, and from the erected railway, you can see the busy running vehicles below. The milky white steam fell on the ground in a more solid state in the air that dropped in temperature in the early morning, leaving only a dark watermark on the road.

The sound of the small alarm clock and the first whistle of the train entering the station sounded at the same time, disturbing most of the passengers who were still sleeping soundly. Julien and Taranto opened their eyes reflexively, and the sleepiness inside them was driven away after a few seconds. After moving their stiff bodies that had been sitting for most of the night, they turned their heads. Cassia had already sat up straight, with a usually quiet face on her face.

"Good morning, Mr. Cassia." The two of them greeted each other. Except for that day when he fell asleep until noon due to the influence of Grote's spiritual world, Julien and Taranto were already on the airship for the two days. I realized Cassia's powerful self-discipline biological clock. As the commander-in-chief of this mission, his own qualities and training really surprised Julien and others.

As they chatted with each other in the early morning, the train slowed down. Passengers who had endured the long journey took their luggage and hurriedly got off the train when the closed door opened, regardless of the surrounding steam that had not yet finished melting in the air. Like a stream entering a river, they Merged into the flow of people in front of him. The different faces completely blend together, this is what ordinary life looks like.

With this thought, Cassia carried Doris' suitcase, and the four of them got off the passenger train together.