From Prisoner to Si Chen

The six-party gambling battle ended in just one day.

This matter has not caused any public disturbance, because to the general public, it has no relationship at all. After all, few people know the inside story.

Reality and mystery are like two worlds.

There is an invisible mirror in the middle.

Observing through this mirror, you will find that the two are similar, but completely different.

The mysterious side is hidden in the shadows and difficult for ordinary people to detect. If there is no special opportunity, you may not be able to step into it in your lifetime.

Moreover, the forces involved in the six-party gambling battle are ancient and secretive. Not to mention ordinary people, ordinary mystics, and even high-level officials in the country, if they are not of high rank, they are not even qualified to know about this matter.

Therefore, the process and results of the gambling fight are only circulated among the upper echelons of the mysterious field and among the top elite circles in various countries.

The mysterious people who can grasp the information about gambling are almost all big shots who have reached the Kuze level.

The people at the top of the earthly pyramid all learned a name on this day——

Guillen Yiros!

"Under the curtain of heavy rain, the train whistle sounded. The flames of the hammer furnace are blazing, and the will to kill is everlasting."

"The King of Crazy Owls came riding a sheep to obliterate the apostle's will."

These two sentences flowed out from nowhere and were gradually known by the upper class. At the same time, the name "Crazy King" also spread.

Gillan Iros, the current Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Bremen Empire. Hidden under his young and handsome appearance is actually a ferocious and violent beast. He is a king who has stood at the top of the mysterious realm!

Some are horrified, some are in awe, some are solemn, some are sad, some are ecstatic, some are uneasy...

But Jilan didn't inquire about these, nor did he pay attention.

But the fact is that he has become famous in one battle!

The day after the gambling fight ended, Gillan received eight letters in succession!

Of these eight letters, except for one from the Imperial Sifang Palace and two from the Holy Mother Church and the Machinery Guild, the senders and places of origin of the rest could not be found.

But through the content and cryptic signature, Gillan roughly guessed the source of the letter.

The Priory of the Stars, the Psychic Society, the Society of Records, and two unknown organizations.

The content of the letters written by these mysterious forces is very simple. In addition to thanking them, they also express congratulations and try their best to express closeness and goodwill.

They all belong to the mysterious forces that line up with the Bremen Empire and have more or less common interests. Therefore, Jilan won the gambling battle on behalf of "Ye Mei" and indirectly helped them.

Among them, the letters written by the Monastery of the Stars and the Spiritual Society were written by representatives who participated in the gambling fight together. The bald man named Nasim, and the two magician sisters named Unica and Perez.

The three of them followed Gillan's instructions and took Lilia away from the God's Choice Tower. They were excluded from the film and did not witness the final battle.

All three people represented various esoteric sects and expressed their gratitude and friendship to Gilan.

Nasim even bluntly stated in the letter: "Perhaps, Mr. Gillan's feat will be a key opportunity for the three major esoteric religions to reunite after a hundred years."

As for the two letters from unknown organizations, Gillan had no clue.

The signature of one of the letters was stamped with the imprint of the triangular alchemy array and the hand-drawn book. Another letter contained a black rose petal in the envelope.

Gilan planned to wait for the teacher to come back and ask him about the origin of these two letters.

"The letter from Sifang Palace was actually written by the head of state himself..."

That evening, Guillen sat in the living room of the apartment at No. 9 Morales Street, reading the letters.

When he opened one of the letters, he was quite surprised.

There are only a few words in this letter, but the hand-drawn text is written in one go. The black lines are like the arc of a deep sword light, as if it can swallow up people's eyes.

Gillan was shocked to see it.

Caesar's head of state stated in the letter that he had seen everything Gillan had done for the empire. The result of this gambling battle also made him happy.

Finally, he told Jilan that if she had free time, she could go to the Sifang Palace to sit more often.

"Am I officially under the boss's eye?"

Ji Lan raised his eyebrows.

The subtext in the letter from the head of state is very clear. From now on, even if Gilan is not on official business, he can come in and out of the Sifang Palace at will to meet with him.

This is a preferential treatment that even the ministers of various departments do not have. Only right-hand men like Pala Celsus can have such privileges.

‘Sure enough, strength is the most important thing! ’

Ji Lan couldn't help but sigh secretly.

‘Perhaps in the eyes of the head of state, I am now able to bear the real burden. ’

…

…

In fact, Gilan still harbors an uneasiness in her heart.

This uneasiness stems from the "torrent" of Sichen in January.

Because he took away three negatives, the "Human Will" series disappeared from the world.

This also means that the world that retains Lilia's past images has completely collapsed and ceased to exist.

This is equivalent to tearing up the only photo of a close relative. What kind of reaction will the person involved have?

It must be anger.

This is why Gillan is worried.

However, there was no response from the "torrent".

This gave Gillan more and more bad premonitions.

But what he didn't know was that at this time, in the Black Castle deep in the dreamland, a pretty girl in a wheelchair was receiving a rare visitor.

…

…

"Miss Barbara, this is a kind of flower tea I have recently researched. I named it "Aspiration."

In a quiet garden in the Black Castle, two figures sat at a stone table. Tolina sat in a wheelchair, poured two cups of hot tea by hand, and handed one of them over.

Across the table, a mature woman with short red hair and a high-necked windbreaker was sitting.

There was a 70% similarity between her eyebrows and Lilia.

"This flower is hard to come by. My trustee went to the "Corridor" in the God's Land to find it. It contains a rare sunshine breath..."

Tolina explained with a faint smile.

"I hope you like it, please."

"Tolina, you are more talkative than before..."

Barbara picked up the flower tea and sniffed it, saying lightly.

Suddenly, a strange flower fragrance filled her nose.

She uttered a light "Huh", then took a sip.

"Very bitter, but with a sweet aftertaste."

"Just like darkness and suffering, there will be a day when we can see the light again, right?"

Tolina smiled with narrowed eyes.

Barbara put down the teacup and looked at her friend carefully, as if she felt that he was a little strange.

She spoke calmly and asked:

"It seems that you are not only more talkative, but also more cheerful... Is it because of the miasma disaster that happened in the mortal world before?"

"Yes, and no."

Tolina smiled.

"I should thank a friend."

"Hmm?" Barbara frowned. "Friend?"

In her impression, Tolina could not leave the Black Castle, and could not even go to the Land of God, so she had to be isolated from the world in the depths of the Dream Sea.

Besides her and Jorah Jox, the steward of the Black Castle, who else could Tolina know?

"His name is Gillan Iros."

As Tolina said, the corners of her mouth raised a beautiful arc, and her black eyes flashed with a different kind of brilliance.

"Because of a chance, he visited the Black Castle... Mr. Gillan is a humorous person. Every time he comes, he will share interesting stories from the outside world with me."

"Last time, the miasma disaster made my illness worse, and I had to go back to the 'Black Coffin of the Heart' under the castle to sleep... He brought Parr's 'Golden Blood' to wake me up, which saved me a lot of pain."

"It's just..."

Torina said, the smile on her lips gradually disappeared, and she stared at the tea set on the table in a daze.

"He hasn't been here for a long time."

Hearing this, Barbara narrowed her eyes.

Her face turned cold, and she said lightly:

"Torina, your current situation is very bad. Excuse me, being involved with too many mortals will not be a good thing for you or him."

"I know..."

Torina nodded, but smiled.

"But except for him, no one understands me. Even you don't understand."

Barbara was stunned.

She looked at her friend deeply and changed the subject:

"Actually, I know the person you are talking about."

"Oh?" Tolina became interested, leaned forward and said, "Miss Barbara, can you tell me about it?"

"He just wiped out the only trace of my sister's existence."

Barbara said coldly.

"I have warned him before, but he not only didn't listen, but also got worse."

"Ah?" Tolina covered her mouth and said quickly: "Mr. Gillan is not such a person. Is there any misunderstanding..."

Seeing Barbara's expressionless face, she picked up the teapot without saying anything and filled it up again.

Tolina said gently and in a low voice:

"Please don't hurt him, Miss Barbara. I can suffer for him."

Bang!

Barbara couldn't control her emotions and burst the teacup with one hand. The hot tea and porcelain pieces splashed everywhere.

The black-clothed wide-hat priest standing like a sculpture not far away was stunned for a moment, and then prepared to step forward.

But before he took a step, he found a golden beam of light falling from the sky and covering him.

Jorah looked up suddenly, looking at the outline of the lighthouse faintly emerging on the horizon, and murmured in a deep voice:

"'Lightkeeper' Ruget, what do you mean?"

The next second, a silent stream of information came along the light. The steward of the Black Castle frowned, looked at the stone table for a second, and finally clenched his fists and did not act rashly.

"You are right, I have no right or ability to intervene in the conversation between the two adults."

Jorah said, and stood there like a sculpture, motionless.

But the billowing black smoke emanating from his body became thicker and thicker, as if indicating that he was depressed.

"Sorry, I ruined your beloved flower tea."

Barbara sat upright and said softly.

Torina shook her head and smiled:

"It's okay. Miss Barbara is right to be angry. I understand it very well..."

"Torina, do you like to suffer for others?"

The short-haired woman suddenly stared at her.

"Don't you feel like a tool at the mercy of others?"

"This is... my mission."

Torina smiled.