Chapter 1135
When Calanthe dripped blood into the fire in the center of the palace, with a "bang", the flames suddenly rose more than five feet.
Then, the people standing by the fire saw fuzzy scenes in the fire.
I can't see the faces of the people, but the scenery near the characters makes them familiar, the Sintra Palace, the streets, the slum area, and even the Skellige Islands, the sea, the storm... several ways Shadows are entangled together, and the picture is gloomy and gloomy, as if it were a dead and corrupt world.
"She's dead, her Soul——"
Red Woman's words were not finished when the golden light suddenly flourished in the bonfire. The eyes of the whole world, "Pu Tong", everyone near the fire intuitively felt that their hearts, souls, and bodies were extremely heavy, and they fell to the ground uncontrollably, sweating and dazed.
And when the golden light is put on and off, all the images in the fire disappear.
"What is that?" The old Druid stood up tremblingly, but fell to the ground with a thud.
He was horrified to find that oneself's physical strength, magic power, and mental strength were all gone, as if they had evaporated in golden light?
"That's where Pavetta's Soul will go after her death." Melisandre was sweaty and heavy, and his voice was hoarse, "I knew she was strong, but there was only one look in the past—oh! "
"Who?" Gerold was too weak to stand still.
Red Woman shook her head silently.
"Where's my daughter's Soul?" Calanthe forced herself to get up from the floor.
"Maybe she went to Heaven, maybe returned to the dead world, maybe there are other destinations, I don't know, but for sure, she really died.
You all saw, Before the golden light appeared, the world where the phantom was in the fire was dark and depressing, it was the Land of Death."
Karanthe closed his eyes and covered the pain in his eyes, but there were slits in his eyes, which could not stop him Tears fell.
She turned her side to prevent others from seeing the fragility of oneself, quickly wiped the salty water that had slipped to her lips, and asked with a loud voice, "What's the matter with golden light?"
" It was the light of redemption, and a great Spiritual God brought her out of the cold, dark realm of the dead," Melisandre said.
"Which Spiritual God?" Calanthe asked.
Aunt Mel rolled his eyes and said, "Maybe it was Melitele. Didn't Pavetta believe in Melitele before her death? With the virtue of Her Highness the Princess, it is reasonable to be redeemed by the Spiritual God!"
Melitele is the "abridged version of The Seven" in this world, with only three women, old, middle and young.
Calanser couldn't find the weak spot in Red Woman's words: her daughter didn't do anything evil, bloodline has been working hard to save the suffering, guard home, and defend the country since her awakening, it is unreasonable for Melitele not to save her .
Thinking of her daughter having a good home, the Sintra lioness felt a lot more at ease.
"It seems that my daughter's cause of death cannot be found through the previous pictures." She frowned.
"The prophecy is very random and vague. A hundred years ago, I might have solemnly vowed and confidently explained the meaning of the prophecy to you, but..."
paused, Melisandre said with a bitter smile: "I only lead the client to oneself to observe now, and dare not give a direct answer."
Karanthe looked towards Palace Mage, hope He answers the prophecy.
Druid frowned: "I saw several silhouettes entangled together, maybe the princess hugged Duny, helplessly and calmly facing the storm of death?"
card Lancer's eyes shined, took Aunt Mel's hand, and said eagerly: "Donny doesn't seem to believe in Melitele, his Soul should still be in Land of Death, can you summon his Soul?"
"I This is prophecy, not summon undead."
"There's always some information, right?" Calanthe insisted.
Aunt Mel nodded. , "Get out!"Gerold opened his mouth to speak, but he could see the strength in Calanser's eyes, and then said helplessly, turned around and left silently.
“It wouldn’t be at worst to let him meet, right?” Aunt Mel felt sorry for his lover.
"I can't see each other. As soon as they meet, their fates will be linked together, just like Donny and Pavetta." Calanthe resolutely said.
“The Witcher will only take Ciri as an adopted daughter, not the same as Duny,” said Aunt Mel.
"Ms Melisandre, did you know that Gerold's oneself is an accidental son?" Calanthe asked.
"Really? What a coincidence." Aunt Mel didn't see the seriousness of the problem.
"He became the Witcher by accident. I don't want Ciri to be like him, wandering around and lonely.
My granddaughter will be Queen, she will be Getting married and having children, happiness and longevity, full of children and grandchildren!"
"This..." Red Woman was stunned, "Are you thinking too much?"
"It's about I'd rather think about Ciri's future."
Melisandre was speechless.
Coffee Kung Fu, East King came over with a seven or eight-year-old little loli, very two-dimensional gray and fluffy hair, round and fleshy face, shy, very shy love.
"She..." Melisandre's expression was sluggish at the first sight of Little Ciri, as if countless images flashed through her mind.
"Ms. Melisandre?" the old Druid touched her.
"Is there a problem?" Calanthe asked suspiciously.
"The power of destiny in her is too... stronger than Gerold." Red Woman's eyes still did not leave little loli.
Karanthe rolled the eyes and said disapprovingly: "A trifling Witcher, why should you compare with the future Queen of Sintra?"
"No, Gerold is... ...Forget it, Princess Ciri, look at this fire."
"Don't you need blood?" the Druid asked in confusion.
"No need this time, the power of destiny on her is too strong." Red Woman shook her head.
After the last experience, everyone consciously approached the fire and glued their eyes tightly to the flame...
The Sintra Palace, the sea, Archipelago, great ship, storm - "Who, who dares to spy on my king?"
The picture came to an abrupt end, and the bright starlight emerged from the fire, followed by an angry shout.
"Uh--" Aunt Mel groaned, two red lines flowed from his nostrils, and everyone also took a few steps back.
"Too careless, totally defenseless! I thought Donny was dead, didn't expect him not only to be alive, but also to have a Mage who is proficient in astrology beside him." Red Woman ugly complexion.
"My father didn't die?" Xiao Xili said joyfully in surprise.
"Doni isn't dead..." Calanthe and East looked at each other, both ugly complexion.
"Are you sure?" the old Druid trembled.
Red Woman glanced at him and said indifferently: "Unless Princess Ciri is the child of Pavetta and another man, you also see, the picture has color, not Land of Death. Opposite. Mage also said, my king, not a previous king."
"My king..." Calanthe chewed, "Doni is the King?"
"Donnie said oneself was Mechet's Prince," Easter said.
Mecht is a remote dukedom smaller than a booger, so far from Sintra that on the normal version of the map, you can't even find that place.
Put it on Westeros, probably similar to a "finger" of Fingers of Uncle Finger.
Before Aegon unified the Seven Kingdoms, the Seven Kingdoms also often had Earldom lords calling themselves "Kings".
"Princess Ciri, when you went to the Skellige Islands with your parents, why were you not on the boat before you left?" Melisandre wondered.
"It was Pavetta who sent her off the ship." Calanthe said.
"This is unreasonable. The princess and his wife were planning to return to Sintra. There is no reason to leave their daughter on the island."
"Perhaps, seeing the storm, Pavetta was worried about the accident. ?" East said.
"This is even more unreasonable. They are not in a hurry. Since they are worried about the shipwreck, they can wait for calm and tranquility. It is only a few days, and they have decided to leave their daughter on the island anyway." Red Woman road.
"Indeed..."
Aunt Mel added: "I suspect that the princess has discovered some secrets, secrets related to Duny, so I changed my mind temporarily.
Donny is still alive, which in itself proves that he does have a secret."
Ciri looked at her eagerly, as if about to cry.
"Take the princess down." Calanthe said to squire.
When little loli left, the queen called in Witcher, who was squatting outside the palace gate and staring at the sky in a daze.
"Donny has a problem, a big problem!" She looked at Witcher coldly, who was the one who did everything possible to protect Donny.
"I'll go to Mechet to find out the truth." Gerold frowned.
as it should be by rights, the Witcher found nothing, but again this proves one thing: Donny has a problem!
In the following years, Gerold ran around the world, looking for "My King" who had just ascended the throne in recent years.
The Witcher world has too many "booger" kingdoms. In Westeros, they are all at the level of Knight collar and Earldom, and the largest country is only the area of Crownlands and Stormlands.
Melisandre went to the Mage Holy Land - Sinid Island, which belongs to the northern kingdoms, and became the teacher of the female Mage Academy.
While teaching and educating people, while learning the spells of different worlds, they formed "Red God sect", which is the "New Sun Sect" with a changed name.
Uh, the new Sun Cult she was tinkering with before was the Red God Cult that abolished the slave system.
The Red God sect fell apart after R'hllor was in "jail".
There is no Red God anymore.
Dragon Queen only needs Hell Demon King R'hllor, Red God can exist, but Red God R'hllor cannot.
Aunt Mel has a deep affection for the Red God religion, which has been believed for hundreds of years.
Since R'hllor has done something, she thinks oneself can try to take over the CEO role.
Three years later, Melisandre returns to Sintra, a dead ruin buried in blood and fire.
She passed the old druid's barrier and entered the palace, where she saw the once valiant and formidable looking lioness of Sintra, covered in blood, slumped on the soft couch and drinking, crying out the window The sound of fighting fell on deaf ears.
"Why are you here?" She glanced at Aunt Mel lightly, her eyes full of despair and death.
Just before half a month, more than 100,000 Nilfgaardian soldiers unexpectedly crossed the Alme mountain range (equivalent to Wei Yan's Meridian Valley Miracle), Sintra was caught off guard and hurriedly dispatched troops, But I don't want the enemy to prepare an ambush early.
Faced with an enemy with several times her own military strength, the lioness Calanthe led the Sintra cavalry to launch a decisive charge, and then really wiped out the entire army.
Only Calanthe led dozens of remnants to escape back to the royal city of Sintra, and even East Prince was killed in battle.
The incident was too sudden for the northern nations to support.
As soon as Calanthe returned to the palace, Nilfgaard's advance army chased after him. The Mage regiment broke through the city gate with only one round of Magic attacks...the massacre began.
Fortunately, the palace has layers of spell barriers left by Mage in the past - especially the Half God-level protective spell left by Pavetta, which forcibly lasted for five days!
The opponent Mage took turns to go into battle, with bows, arrows, ballistas assisting, and even cavalry charge, the barrier still persisted for five days!
"I warned you a long time ago," It wasn't her country that was slaughtered, Aunt Mel was ecstatic and proud, "Well, Hill has the shadow of Tywin and Aegon the Conqueror, but his essence is Mad. King, I said that he will take action against you sooner or later, but you don't believe me, and you still think I have ulterior motives, how about now?"
Well, when Aunt Mel first joined the Mage Association, he followed Zhang Yi, Su Qin, and created a relationship. ——To win over the northern countries to form an alliance, and take action against Nilfgaard, who is hard-working and hard-working.
"This is a lunatic." This is what the powerful and powerful said about her.
"Starting to fool King again," said someone who knew Aunt Mel's dark history.