From Prisoner to Si Chen

Chapter 319 Illumination

Krampus is the "other" of Windmill Cat!

'No wonder...'

Gillan understood.

They are all guys who have done all kinds of bad things!

He noticed that there seemed to be a key clue hidden in Germaine's words just now, so he asked:

"Mr. Germain, you just said... that both you and 'Windmill Cat' Parr were once apostles of the 'Noon Dawn' in July Sichen?"

When Gillan asked this question, he emphasized the word "once".

Germaine glanced at him, but did not answer directly. Instead, he said:

"It's not good for you to know too much, Mr. Gillan... Let's continue visiting the workshop. There are several areas that you haven't visited yet."

"Okay." Gillan smiled politely.

The curiosity in his heart became even stronger.

Unfortunately, Germaine does not seem to intend to make this secret history public.

Ji Lan had no choice but to suppress the curiosity in his heart and continue to follow the other person around the workshop and visit.

Indeed, as Germaine said, in addition to the assembly line, deer-head pottery "workers", doll helpers and various childlike equipment, there are many magical items inside the workshop.

For example, a huge music box will play beautiful music. As the music is played, the surrounding plants will rapidly grow and wither, repeating the cycle.

During this process, a pair of little "couples" who were spinning and dancing on the music box started to fight noisily because their cooperation was not tacit enough.

Another example is a huge oil painting hanging on the red wall at the innermost side of the workshop. Above is a long-haired girl wearing a black tutu, sitting upright on a high stool, smiling at an oval full-length mirror.

And in the mirror, another girl with the same appearance but short hair wearing a white skirt was reflected.

The two girls were talking and laughing in a low voice, and there was an indescribable sense of beauty.

But no matter how hard Jilan listened, he couldn't hear what the girl was talking about. Even if he looked carefully, he couldn't see the girl's face clearly, which was very strange.

At the same time, Gillan also noticed that when Germaine looked at the oil painting, a different kind of softness flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Germain, who is the girl in that oil painting...?"

Gilan couldn't help but ask.

"Maria..." Germaine said softly without looking away. "That's her sister, Mary, in the mirror."

Hearing this, Ji Lan was shocked.

Mary and Maria...

In "Si Chen Zhi" written by Parra, it was mentioned that the "Twin Kite" of Si Chen in May is a pair of twin sisters, the elder sister is named Mary and the younger sister is named Maria.

They are the God of hearing and the God of witness respectively.

They look like two people, but they are actually one body.

The May chapter of "Si Chen Zhi" clearly records:

"...According to legend, they have been full of curiosity about all things since their birth, and they are even more curious about each other. The love born of curiosity prompted them to seek union and connection in secret."

"In the maze that cannot be looked directly at or turned away from, some people know their true self from countless mirrors, and also witness the true appearance of the 'Twin Kite'... They go through the maze hand in hand, and turn the mirror's Fold the two sides into one.”

Thinking of this, Ji Lan couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

Why does "Santa Claus" Germaine Nicholas hang an oil painting of "Twin Kite" in his residence?

Has he received favor from this Si Chen?

Or is it that he switched to May Sichen's command?

But this obviously doesn’t make sense…

After all, Germaine was once an apostle of "Noonday Dawn", and judging by his tone, he also respected Omer. There is no reason why he should not keep a portrait or sculpture of his "boss" but hang a May Star. painting.

'Could it be...'

Gillan had an inexplicable guess.

‘Could it be that Germaine is deeply in love with “Twin Kite”? ’

This guess shocked him.

At this moment, Germain seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and quickly explained:

"Besides Lord Omer, the one I admire most is Miss Maria... He has a great influence on me, so I hung a painting to show my respect."

"Very understanding."

Ji Lan raised his eyebrows and nodded gently with a very serious expression.

Germaine coughed and said nothing more.

…

Gillan followed Germain around the workshop. This was his first visit to the "apostle's" residence, and it was an eye-opener.

He felt that Germaine did not have the airs of a high-ranking mystic. Regardless of his conversation or temperament, he had an inexplicable affinity with him.

When leaving, Germain expressed his expectations for Gillan, hoping that a "good boy" like him would successfully climb to a high position in the future and then visit again as a friend.

At the same time, Germaine also reminded Gilan that Krampus has regarded him as a "bad boy" and will most likely come to trouble him if he finds an opportunity in the future. He hopes that he will be more careful.

Gillan expressed his gratitude.

Then he said goodbye and left.

He walked out of Santa Claus' workshop, and slowly disappeared into the ice and snow under the gaze of two deer-headed ceramic sculptures.

Jilan did not choose to wake up from his dream, but took out the horn "letter comb" and directly teleported to the door of the Black Castle in the Dream Sea.

The originally white world turned into night in an instant.

He climbed the familiar steps and came to the platform area above.

However, the girl in wheelchair who was originally expected to appear by the flower bed disappeared.

‘Resting in the castle? ’

Ji Lan secretly thought.

He walked slowly into the castle hall on the carved stone slabs. In the dim environment, the candles were still bright.

The empty hall was left with only the echo of his footsteps.

Gilan found a chair and sat down, waiting quietly.

However, after waiting for a long time, Miss Tolina did not appear. Gilan looked around and frowned.

He felt a little strange.

As the owner of the Black Castle, Miss Tolina would know once he visited... But after so long, there was no movement in the castle.

He got up silently and went upstairs from the circular stairs behind the hall.

Gilan found the tea room, but there was no one inside.

He searched the rooms one by one, and they were also empty.

"Miss Tolina?"

Gilan tried to call out, and the voice echoed in the corridor, but there was no response.

For a long while.

Still dead silent.

His frown deepened, and his steps became faster and faster.

Gilan searched the castle floor by floor, but found nothing, as if Miss Tolina had disappeared.

‘Did she go out?’

He couldn’t help but have such a guess.

But soon, Gillan denied it.

Because Miss Tolina had said in person that she couldn’t leave the Black Castle... To be precise, the conditions for her to leave the Black Castle were too harsh and difficult to achieve.

‘Then where is she...did something happen?’

Gillan’s expression was solemn.

He continued to look up.

After a while.

Gillan came to the attic on the top floor of the castle.

He had never been to this area.

As soon as he came up, he was blocked by a golden carved gate.

This gate is full of reliefs and is luxurious. The whole is in an arc shape, surrounding the attic and extending to the dome.

At first glance, Gillan felt that it was like a bird cage that was magnified countless times...

He stood in front of the gate and looked inside.

The next second, his pupils shrank.

Because he saw that behind the door was an empty wooden floor, surrounded by circles of white candles, at least hundreds of them, illuminating the entire attic.

In addition to some simple dressing tables, tables, chairs and wardrobes, there was only an exquisite and simple large bed in the center.

The four-poster bed curtains were also engraved with reliefs, and the curtains were semi-transparent and white. Inside, a slender figure was faintly lying, with black hair scattered on the soft pillows, and wearing a sky-blue silk quilt.

"Miss Tolina?"

Jilan called in a low voice.

"..."

The figure on the bed did not respond.

He thought about it, took a deep breath, turned around and was about to leave. But at this moment, a subtle, slightly weak voice spoke:

"Mr. Ji... Jilan, it's me."

The clear voice belonged to Tolina.

Jilan raised his eyebrows and cast his eyes back into the golden fence door. He heard the weakness of the other party and was full of doubts.

Although Miss Tolina has disabled legs and has been moving in a wheelchair, she always gives him a sense of mystery.

But now, for some reason, she is lying on the bed like a dying patient, breathing weakly.

"Are you okay, Miss Tolina..."

Gilan asked in a deep voice, standing outside the gate.

"You feel a little weak, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I... I'm fine."

Miss Tolina struggled to sit up from the bed. Through the white gauze of the bed curtain, you can see her long black hair scattered on her chest.

"Cough, cough, cough."

She coughed violently twice, as if she was hiding something, and hurriedly explained:

"I just have a minor illness, nothing serious... Mr. Gilan, please wait, I will change clothes and come out soon."

"If it's serious, don't hold on, have a good rest."

Gilan frowned and comforted the other party, who didn't look like he had a minor illness.

Unexpectedly, Tolina chuckled and said:

"It's okay, don't worry."

"In that case, then okay..."

Gilan groaned and responded.

As he said that, he turned around very gentlemanly, left the golden gate, and walked a distance away.

Tolina hummed and opened the curtain.

She forced herself to move to the bedside, dragged the wheelchair over, and then sat on it little by little.

This was obviously a very simple thing, but it seemed difficult for her, and the whole process lasted for quite a long time.

When Tolina sat completely in the wheelchair, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She turned her head to look at the back of the young man outside the golden gate, and a smile appeared on her pale face.

"It's not that no one cares about me..."

A thought flashed through Tolina's mind.

A moment later.

Gilan heard a light click from behind him.

"Sorry for the wait, Mr. Gilan."

Miss Tolina's voice was still very weak, but it was obviously better than at the beginning.

Gilan turned around.

When he saw the wheelchair girl in front of him, he still looked surprised.

Because the girl looked more haggard than before.

Her face was as pale as paper, her hair was a little messy, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her hands were slightly trembling.

Jilan strode over and asked:

"Miss Tolina, what's wrong with you?"

"It's just a little cold... and I feel that the environment has become darker, so I feel a little uncomfortable, so I went back to bed to rest."

The wheelchair girl said softly.

As he spoke, he covered his mouth and coughed twice.

Gilan's eyes froze, and he noticed that there were blood stains on Torina's fingers.

"While you were away, I planted a new camellia... Come on, go to the tea room, and I'll brew it for you to try."

Torina smiled, as clear as ever.

Ji Lan suppressed his concerned words for the time being and hummed.

He stopped Torina from pushing the wheelchair by herself, walked behind her like a gentleman, and grabbed the handle of the wheelchair.

"You're not in good health, so I'll do it."

Gillan said softly.

Torina smiled and said thank you.

Ji Lan pushed the girl all the way down from the attic and went straight to the tea room.

But during this process, Torina kept coughing, and she was obviously seriously ill. But whenever Ji Lan wanted to ask out loud, she would find a topic to bring up, as if she was deliberately avoiding it.

Not long after.

Torina finished making the tea tremblingly, and poured a cup of light red tea for Gilan. She smiled and said:

"This is 'Xia Fei'. It has a stronger fragrance than 'Ye Lan', but the sweetness is not that obvious. It does have a magical flavor of compound fruit acid."

Ji Lan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Sure enough, as Torina said, this tea has a different flavor compared to "Yelan" scented tea.

"It's delicious, thank you."

Gilan put down the tea cup and praised.

Torina seemed very happy, and a trace of blood appeared on her originally pale face.

"It's fine if you like it, sir... I asked Butler Chiola to look for this kind of camellia for a long time."

Ji Lan was startled, then slowly said:

"It's really hard work."

"Nothing." Torina shook her head.

Seeing that the girl had been unwilling to reveal the reason for her illness, Ji Lan thought about what she had just said in the attic, so she raised her hand and spread her palms.

Torina tilted her head, looked at him with some confusion, and asked:

"Mr. Gillan...what is this?"

Ji Lan didn't answer, just smiled at her.

bass!

I saw a ball of flame emerging from his palm.

Immediately, the fireworks slowly dissipated, leaving only a stone cross sword ornament half the size of a palm. Although it is small, it is extremely exquisite. The details of the sword body, guard, hilt and pommel are all extremely detailed.

"It's called the 'Dawn Cross' and it's my token."

Gillan opened his mouth to introduce.

"I just heard you say that you are afraid of the cold and the dark...it might be able to help you."

"'Cross of Dawn'..."

Torina was a little surprised and murmured the name of this token.

She stretched out her hand and took the cross sword ornament.

Soon, a look of surprise appeared on his pale face.

The cross sword ornament actually burst into flames in her palm. The flame seemed unable to hurt her, but it could bring her warmth and light.

In an instant, Torina's originally sickly pale face turned red by the firelight.

Her black eyes also reflected the outline of the Cross Sword bonfire, and her expression gradually became more comfortable.

The cold sweat on my forehead disappeared, and my hands stopped shaking.

Torina had never felt this amazing.