Shadow of the Beautiful World

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In the magical basement, the witch had just summoned a hero.

Along with the horseshoe galloping, there was a slightly reverberating solemn hymn, and in Hermione's slightly surprised gaze, a tall horse in white outfit screamed out of the summoning circle.

Behind the tall pure white warhorse, Altria, sitting with a long silver dragon gun instead of a holy sword, was sitting on it.

Compared with the last swordsman hero, the appearance and expression of Altoria this time is obviously more mature and calmer, with a touch of prestige as a superior.

She pulled up the reins and stopped the mighty warhorse in the basement, her eyes calmly watching the witch who called her.

Hermione noticed that the armor on Altria was also simpler than the previous armor, wearing a light armored skirt for easy horseback combat, a red cloak, and gorgeous white fluff on the shoulders.

The most important thing is that this time Altria's clothes are ** outfits...

And the chest shape is at least one circle larger than the swordsman hero. The terrifying size of the chest makes Hermione feel ashamed.

The knight had a golden crown on his head, but the stray hair on his hair was exactly what Hermione remembered.

The witch looked at the heroes on the warhorse.

Holding the sacred gun, the majestic heroic face also looked down upon Hermione. After a suffocating stare for a few seconds, the majestic queen riding on the warhorse suddenly tilted her head, revealing Hermione’s memory Smile.

She shrugged to Hermione, she said:

"You are keeping promises, witch... Hermione."

Hermione also smiled. She stepped forward and reached out to the heroes riding on the warhorse. She whispered:

"Welcome home, Altria."

"Ok."

The Spirit Knight nodded restraintly.

She jumped off the war horse skillfully and heroically, reached out and patted the war horse's neck, and then tapped her fingers gently. The tall horse and her armor, the crown and the lance were dissipated into light.

Just in the blink of an eye, she changed into the black neutral suit she wore while walking in the world.

She stepped over to Hermione and looked at her lord, she said:

"That game... who won?"

"It's not me anyway."

Hermione took a deep breath, and a glimmer of sadness flashed in her eyes, and she said to Ying Ling:

"You sent me to the finals, but I let you down, or bad luck."

"But you don't look so frustrated."

The Cavaliers nodded, and she didn't seem to be surprised by the result, and there was not much change in her expression.

She looked at Hermione's face and she said:

"Has the failure been relieved, or did you have another plan?"

"How can it be so easy to release."

The witch put away her wand and, as usual, took the hero's hand and walked towards the basement entrance.

She flicked her hair quite freely and said to Altria who had returned:

"But this defeat is not meaningless. I have prepared for the next war. Next time, we will prepare better. The most important thing is that next time, I will not be your burden. Now."

Hermione waved her fist. She tilted her head and blinked at the heroes around her. She said:

"While there is still time, eat a meal first, and then... we go to Wales and go to the place where you were born."

"After attending the Karma Taj Heritage Ceremony, we can take a trip around the world and take a look at the places you want to go. This time, we have enough time."

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In the Himalayas, in the hidden valley of the inaccessible valley, the magic holy place Kama Taj is located here.

The cold temperature outside does not affect the place protected by magic. In a world of ice and snow, this holy place is like another world with a milder climate.

The low bells echoed in the halo of the sunset, the birds living in the nearby forest were startled, and they flew in flocks across the fiery red sky.

The setting sun shone on a tower with a fairly oriental style. The blocked part cast an elongated shadow on the ground, and the remaining light shimmered on the black bricks.

The simple hanging bell hanging under the cornice was blown by the wind and made a desolate sound, which gave this thousand-year-old city a sense of tranquility.

The bell sounded six times, representing the end of a whole day of spiritual practice. At this time in the past, the large-scale holy place will always be lively.

Karma Taj’s mages and monks will do some of their own things in the most leisurely time of the day after dinner, which will give this solemn holy place a more authentic life.

Although people who have lived here for long have abandoned the secular concerns and dedicated themselves to a more noble idea, people are always social animals and always live in groups.

But today is not the same.

Tomorrow noon is the time for the Supreme Master to pass on. The current Supreme Master Gu Yi will step down from his post, and the new Supreme Master will also take over her mantle and continue to guard.

This is a very important ceremony, so in this evening, all the people in the holy place are busy for tomorrow's holy ceremony.

The buildings that have existed here for hundreds of years are being cleaned and refurbished inside and out.

The high-level casters directed their disciples and repaired the corners of the holy land with magic, just like wiping an ancient coin, so that it will show the thickness and charm of the ancient heritage tomorrow.

But this busyness did not alarm the owner here.

In the deepest part of the holy place, a quiet courtyard built on the edge of a ridge and cliff, the ancient master mage in white robes was not disturbed. She gave all her affairs to her disciples.

However, she did not stay in the quiet room to perceive the supreme truth as before, but she rarely picked up a bamboo broom and cleaned the ground on the bluestone-filled square. Fallen leaves and dust.

She is doing this very seriously, and seems to be devoted to it.

Although for the caster of her level, there is no need to use magic, only a slight movement of thoughts, there will be wind from nature, sweeping these fallen leaves away.

"You came?"

Master Gu Yi turned his back to the entrance of the courtyard.

She cleaned with a gentle expression, and the naughty wind moved her robe, making the corner of her dress flutter like a cloak behind her.

Instead of looking back at the silent visitor, she was waving her broom and gathering the fallen leaves under her feet. She said softly:

"Did you say goodbye to me?"

"Yes, tutor."

Carrying a small burden, Master Modu stood on the edge of the platform. He wore a long hood to cover his face.

He seemed to be ashamed and faceless with his professional teacher.

He lowered his head and said to the Supreme Master:

"I made the wrong choice because of my personal thoughts and departed from your teaching. I did the wrong thing and made the Holy Land lose face. I woke up the wrong way and let you down."

Modu clenched his fists, the tone of his voice became more and more astringent.

He was like a complete loser, he said:

"I lost. I failed to defend the heritage of the Holy Land. I lived up to the expectations of my companions. Although no one blamed me, I..."

"I still can't pass my level, right?"

The Supreme Master leaned on the broom in her hand, and she looked at the bunch of gathered leaves under her feet, as if it was an important thing.

In the light of the setting sun, the supreme man raised his head and looked to the sky.

Like chatting, she said gently to her disciples:

"You think you are a sinner in this city. You feel that every minute and second you stay here will make you live in a dark nightmare. The shadows cover you like a sarcastic monster hidden in it. "

"It's gaze makes you feel heart-breaking every time you breathe."

"Yes, tutor."

Facing his most trusted mentor, Modu put down his guard.

He was like a confused child. He raised his head, and in the frustrated and gaunt face, and in the dark eyes with heavy eyes, there was a lot of hesitation, and the broken light floated in his eyes.

Losing the spirit of the past is like losing a soul. There is only a walking body here.

"I'll say goodbye to you."

Modu knelt on the ground and touched his forehead against the cold bricks with a five-body throwing gift.

He said to Gu Yi:

"Everything has been settled. The past things, my mistakes and extremes can no longer be changed. This painful memory will be with me for life. I know that you may not care..."

"Who said I didn't care?"

Gu Yi interrupted Modu's words.

She looked back and looked at her disciples. She raised her left hand and put it in the air. She said:

"Indeed, Modu, before the battle started, I have let go of the inheritance of the Supreme Master, and I can accept it regardless of the result."

"The depth of the entanglement between you and Dormam was unforeseen. I saw your choice. I saw the moment that the demon swallowed you."

"But I also saw that you finally defeated your self-demon and regained the right moment."

There was a gentle light in the eyes of the Supreme Master. She walked to the disciple, bent down, and helped Modu stand up.

She said to her disciples:

"I don't care that you make mistakes. I have seen more confrontation between humanity and darkness, and I will not rebuke you for it. You walk on your own path, as long as you are still working hard, then mistakes are inevitable."

"I have also made mistakes, but I still come to the present."

"What I can't really tolerate is that the evil spirit tried to defile my disciple's soul. It regarded this as a trivial matter, trying to achieve its evil purpose with a depraved soul."

Gu Yi looked at Modu's eyes, she increased her tone, she said:

"They don't always care about these things. In order to engulf the world, they can sit and watch countless souls like you fall into despair."

"But we will not. We will save a seemingly insignificant soul like the whole world. This is why we always win, and they always fail."

"Justice is a very broad concept, Modu, many people scoff at it, but justice exists, it is also a power."

The Supreme Master raised his hand and adjusted the collar of the disciple who was about to travel. She said:

"Although I never evaluate it, I know that it is the most powerful force in the world."

"You are a persistent person, I will not try to persuade you to let go of this persistent, because that is the source of your strength, so I will not stop you from leaving, Modu."

"Look outside and continue to follow your own life path, to find more reasons that you should stick to, and continue to carry those painful advances."

"One day, you will reconcile with yourself; one day, you will step through your own level; one day, you will rebirth from the dark past."

Gu Yi breathed a sigh of relief. She patted Modu's shoulder and waved her hand quite freely.

she says:

"Go, before you go, go and see the king."

"He blames himself as much as you do, maybe you can help me persuade him."

Modu wiped his eyes with his arm. He took a step back, pulled the hood over his head again, covering his face and eyes, and then leaned over the Supreme Master.

After bowing and saying goodbye, he turned to the exit.

Behind him, Gu Yi carried his hands behind him, watching his disciples leave.

This is farewell...

This is farewell.

Modu did not know that after today, he and Master Gu Yi would never meet again.

"Woo"

In a slightly weird hissing sound, a dark red raven, the size of a sparrow, flapped its wings, twirled a few times in the halo of the setting sun, and fell on the shoulder of the Supreme Master.

The raven tilted its head and stared at the Supreme Master with a black agate-like eye.

After a few seconds, it moved its beak and made a sound belonging to Merlin.

"Murdu is indeed responsible for his failure, but it is not just that he made a mistake. Master, I guess, before he entered the battle, you noticed the contact between Mordu and Dormam."

"I'm curious, why do you let your disciples' minds grow in their hearts?"

Gu Yi did not answer.

She glanced at the fallen leaves gathered behind her, and then waved her fingers gently. The fallen leaves were blown out of the cliff by the sudden wind.

In the white robe swinging by the wind, the Supreme Master slowly walked back to the quiet room with the sandalwood fan in her hand. After she knelt down on the table, she picked up the book that had read most of it. .

She turned the pages of the book, and in the evening night, she said softly:

"Some seemingly easy-to-understand truths are hard to understand without really going through it once."

"Order and chaos, darkness and light, evil and justice, these facts rather than concepts, it is difficult to make clear in words."

"Rather than waiting for the future of the persistent person to expand into a storm and swallow him up, I hope that Modu can become more determined after eating a loss."

"He lost this time, but he has another chance. But if he gives up completely, there is no hope."

The Raven Spirit, with its body reduced, stood on Gu Yi’s desk, and it looked at the Supreme Master, and it said:

"It is about to leave now. You are still trying to save a defective soul, which really touched me. But Master Gu Yi, you are not the kind of person who will let others do evil, so I guess, there are unlucky eggs on the stall It's all right, right?"

"Domma acted arrogantly and never missed the earth, but it was extremely cunning. It was difficult to grasp its whereabouts, but this time, it actively exposed itself to my eyes."

The Supreme Master looked at the books in his hand and at the words, and the green glare oozed from the eyes of Agomoto, who was on hand.

Gu Yi said softly:

"Before I leave, I want to do the last thing for the stars. I want to hunt Dormam, just tomorrow."

"Are you interested in participating? Lord Raven."

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