From Prisoner to Si Chen

"Guillen Iros."

Ji Lan smiled, reached out and held the other person's knuckles, and after a moment of light touch, he let go.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Menis."

"Mr. Gillan, did I disturb your work?"

Menis glanced at the documents in front of Gillan and looked apologetic.

Ji Lan shook his head, folded the documents quietly, and put them back into the brown paper bag. Then, put it aside.

"It's okay." He said.

There are still four days left on the road, so you can take your time and review it. It was just the woman in front of him that caught his attention, and Gilan was ready to test her first.

"Where do you plan to go, Miss Menis?"

"I don't know." The purple-eyed woman held her chin in one hand and sounded confused. "On the train, wherever you go, it's up to you."

"Just a random trip."

"It's really enviable." Gillan said with emotion.

At this time, a whistle sounded outside the window.

The train then started to move slowly, leaving the platform at Bickburg and heading further west.

"Why are you envious?" Menis raised a pretty eyebrow, very puzzled. "Mr. Gillan doesn't look like an ordinary person. If he wanted to, he should be able to put aside these worldly affairs and seek inner peace, right?"

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid it's not possible for the time being."

Gilan shook his head and smiled.

Menis looked at him quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a few seconds of silence, she smiled.

Change the topic to:

"It's quite boring just sitting like this. I've recently learned some divination skills. Do you want to try it?"

"Divination?" Jilan became interested.

This is a skill that belongs to the realm of theosophical spiral and magic, and Gilan himself doesn't know much about it. The only thing he had come into contact with was the "Lother repair Ouija Board" at hand.

"What do you need me to do?" he asked.

Menis kept an elegant smile and took out a deck of cards from the handbag on the side.

The backs of the cards have a uniform pattern. Purple iris flowers form a swirling pattern, which looks quite mysterious.

"It's very simple." Menis put the cards on the table, flicked his hand, and pushed the cards away in an arc. Then, he gestured with his hands. "Just pick three of them at will."

"It's really simple." Gilan nodded and followed the other party's instructions and took out three cards. "I thought I needed to recite a spell or light a candle or something..."

Menis covered his mouth and chuckled.

"It's not that mysterious."

She rolled her eyes at Jilan charmingly, and then placed the three cards he took out on the table. The rest of the cards were collected and put aside.

Menis first tapped his green index finger on the first card, then looked directly at Gilan and asked in a low voice:

"What do you want to divine, sir?"

"Well..." Jilan pondered for a moment and said with a smile, "Let's see if this journey goes well."

"Okay." Menis said softly and turned over the first card.

Snap.

The front of the card was revealed, and it was a pure white feather. There is an upright sword symbol in the upper left and lower right corners.

"Sword..." Menis said softly, then raised his eyes to look at Gilan. "Mr. Gillan's journey seems not to be smooth, and may even be dangerous."

"The source of danger is symbolized by the white feather."

Ji Lan's eyes narrowed.

Bai Yu...

The first thing he thought of was naturally only one organization.

That is the "White Dove Tower".

Of course, the possibility of coincidence cannot be ruled out.

After all, this is just a random divination, and its credibility needs to be tested. Moreover, the lingering ghost of the "White Dove Tower" has already caused some sequelae to Gilan.

Whenever you encounter trouble, you will reflexively think of this secret society.

"What else does Mr. Gillan want to divine?"

Menis had already put his finger on the second card and continued to ask.

Ji Lan thought for a while and tried to say:

“Since the journey has been rough, is there a turning point?”

Menis nodded to express his understanding and turned over the second card.

Snap.

The card is flipped over to reveal a crown.

The symbols in the upper left corner and lower right corner are a Holy Grail.

"The Holy Grail indicates that there is a turning point." Menis thought for a moment and interpreted. "The specific source seems to be symbolized by the crown... This can be understood as power, or as help from a superior."

Gillan was lost in thought.

He raised his eyes and took another look at the purple-eyed woman in front of him.

A colorful light that could not be noticed by others flashed in Jilan's eyes.

Ji Lan was even more confused.

The "Guidance Tips" did not see anything strange about Menis. He was just an ordinary person.

But because of this, Ji Lan felt strange.

Because the result of this divination was difficult for him to ignore.

An indescribable intuition told Gilan that his next journey was likely to be as predicted by divination.

"Why is Mr. Gillan looking at me like that?"

Menis' beautiful eyes rolled around and she smiled lightly.

"It's just a simple divination game, don't take it seriously."

"That's right." Ji Lan smiled. "Well... there is one last card. I want to try to predict my luck for the next period of time."

"Luck?" Menis looked at him deeply. "Of course no problem."

After saying that, she turned over the last card.

Snap.

The symbols in the upper left and lower right corners of the card are pentagrams, and in the center is a scale.

One end holds rose petals and the other holds thorny flower branches. Keep a balance between the two.

"It seems good or bad, sir."

Menis chuckled.

"Pentacles represent change, and that change comes from things on either side of the scale...either a flower or a thorn, it's up to you."

"I don't quite understand." Gillan said.

Menis put the cards away, put them back in his handbag, and then said with a mysterious face:

"That's what divination is like. If you understand everything, it won't work."

"Sounds like what a liar would say."

Gillan joked.

Menis rolled his eyes at him again and stretched out his hand.

"Yes, I am a liar, and now I need to charge for divination."

Lenise, Moody and the bodyguards looked at each other in confusion.

Jilan smiled and shook his head.

He knew the other party was just joking, but he took out a gold-plated card, held it between his two fingers, and handed it over.

After Menis took it, he looked at the alchemy array on the gold card and said without raising his eyes:

"Is this Mr. Gillan's 'hotline business card'?"

"You know?" Ji Lan raised his eyebrows.

"Of course." Menis showed a disgusted expression. "Don't underestimate people. I am a lover of mysticism. How can I not recognize the items of alchemists like this?"

"But, is that all?"

Ji Lan shrugged and had no choice but to dig into his pocket again, took out a brilliant glass bead, and put it into the other party's hand.

Menis's pupils shrank.

But it soon returned to normal.

"This is an alchemy object I obtained by chance. Although it is just a glass ball, it can bring good luck."

Gillan said casually.

Menis played with the glass ball, but secretly rolled his eyes.

In Menis's perception, Gilan's little moves could not be hidden from her. This was clearly something the other party had just made casually, but he said it was an accidental acquisition.

But the hand that Gillan showed unintentionally surprised Menis.

"This glass ball contains a lot of energy, and is also mixed with several tiny alchemical formations...it seems to be able to trigger on its own, thus creating an air barrier for self-defense."

Menis secretly thought, feeling warm.

She glanced at Gillan's hands again, intentionally or unintentionally.

"The reason why Jilan doesn't ascend is to travel around the world and study alchemy... Even I can't see through the mark on his palm."

"Obviously he is only at level 4, but he has lived in the world for so long... Is it because of the terrifying energy flowing in his body?"

"Is it... the legendary 'Philosopher's Stone'?! How far has he honed his alchemy skills?!"

Menis was a little absent-minded and couldn't help but hold the glass ball in his hand tightly.

As a seventh-level "Mercy" transmutation, she is a famous legendary alchemist in history, and has served as the leader of "Midnight Rose" for decades.

He is also a student of the September Apostle "Mrs. Silver Vase".

However……

After hundreds of years, Menis once again felt the long-lost frustration.

This feeling of frustration instantly reminded her of the blond figure who was also Madam's apprentice when she was young...

The other party's talent left an indelible mark deep in Menis's heart.

And the figure in his mind gradually overlapped with the purple-eyed young man in front of him.

"His appearance seems to have changed a lot..."

Menis sighed inwardly.

"The only thing that hasn't changed is that his talent is still superior to mine. Even though I have ascended, I have to admit that I am still not as good as him in the field of alchemy that I am best at."

"Miss Menis?"

Ji Lan looked at the absent-minded woman and called softly.

"Is it my gift that dissatisfies you?"

"No." Menis retracted his thoughts and shook his head quickly. As he said that, he carefully put away the glass ball. "I love so much."

She rummaged in her handbag for a while, then took out a crystal ball and handed it over.

"Speaking of alchemy, I have actually dabbled in it. I made this for you."

"A random crystal ball?"

Ji Lan raised his eyebrows, took it and looked at it.

Menis, who was sitting across from him, smiled indifferently on the surface, but actually stared at Gilan's expression without blinking.

At this moment.

Far away in the "corridor" deep in the dreamland, in the manor that slopes 90 degrees off the cliff.

A mature lady with bare feet and a purple robe was lying tiredly on her back on the lawn. The robe slipped from her shoulders, revealing her white and jade-like collarbones.

It was surrounded by countless broken glass balls.

"If you don't like it, I will kill you."

The lady squinted her eyes and murmured.

…

…

"Aether Bubble."

"It is composed of various dream metals and crystallized materials, with twelve alchemical arrays carved inside it. It can store a huge amount of debris very effectively. The actual space capacity is 9999 Hull."

"At the same time, it can also effectively isolate the detection of spiritual vision and gnosis."

"This creation seems to have been made by a superior person, and it contains His anxious expectations."

"..."

Jilan was stunned for a moment while holding the crystal ball.

At this moment, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he felt inexplicably that the small crystal ball seemed to be extremely heavy.

"Miss Menis, did you really do this casually?"

Gillan asked again to confirm.

Especially the last sentence, the tone is solemn.

Menis seemed to realize something, coughed, and smiled awkwardly:

"Okay, actually I didn't do it...but it has something to do with me."

Hearing this, Ji Lan was even more confused.

The woman in front of him was full of mystery, making him unpredictable.

"Anyway, thanks."

Gillan gestured with a crystal ball.

At this moment, he no longer regarded Menis as an ordinary person, and his tone was more formal.

"You're welcome, sir." Menis smiled. "It's fun chatting with you, but I'm a little tired. I'll go to the back and take a nap first."

She picked up her handbag and wide-brimmed straw hat, stood up, waved her hands, and walked towards the depths of the VIP carriage.

Ji Lan looked at her back and frowned slightly.

He tried to use his spirituality to stimulate the crystal ball in his hand.

Bang.

A soft sound.

The crystal ball instantly collapsed to a point, and then turned into a palm-sized transparent bubble with a roar.

Dazzling colored lights are still flowing on the surface of the bubbles.

Jilan could clearly feel that there was a huge space inside the bubble, almost equivalent to a warehouse of several hundred square meters.

‘Who is the superior person who created this thing? ’

Gillan was puzzled.

But what he didn't see was the purple-eyed woman who had walked to the rear corner of the carriage with her back to everyone, her face flushed and her beautiful eyes flowing.

Menis sat down on the leather seat, hid by the window, leaned his head on the window sill, and looked out at the desert scenery.

She couldn't control her frantic heartbeat.

‘Finally… I saw it. ’

…

…

Time flies, four days have passed.

The train successfully arrived at the border in Stuttgart and stopped at the immigration checkpoint platform.

Menis got off the bus two days ago.

Before she left, she expressed that she wanted to visit the Tole Kingdom, where there were beautiful windmills and a sea of ​​flowers.

Gilan just said goodbye politely and said nothing more.

But Menis finally added jokingly:

"Mr. Gillan, I may call you after I travel a bit...don't hang up the phone then."

"Of course not." Gillan replied.

He didn't know why this mysterious woman wanted to approach him, but as of now, the other party didn't seem to have any ill intentions.

Gillan simply let nature take its course.

He would be happy if he could make more strong friends.

Jingle bell.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

The flight attendants walked back and forth on the platform, holding palm-sized copper bells and beating them with small sticks.

There were not many passengers on the platform.

Judging from their skin color and clothing, they clearly belong to the West, but it is impossible to tell whether they are citizens of Stuttgart.

Gillan got out of the car with the envoys, and Menis and Moody went to negotiate with the immigration guards.

After showing some identification and documents, Gillan and others were led to a sealed room.

A middle-aged prosecutor with a big beard and a tan uniform came with several subordinates.

After the two parties met, the man said with a smile:

"Envoys from Bremen, on behalf of Stuttgart, I would like to extend a warm welcome to you..."