only god

Chapter 381

After six years, the girl in the memory gradually blurred.

Ainos would try to recall her appearance from time to time, but no matter how she recalled, the past would always pass away. Before long, the girl would only have a thin outline in the heart of the co-ruling emperor.

"It's been six years since..."

Enos murmured.

She looked at the brightly lit Thousand Cities College, where the students who hadn't yet obtained their bachelor's degrees were partying all night, enjoying all the joys of their birthdays.

"I've never seen a single opera with her..."

Ainos still remembers that Mila really wanted to see an opera. The girl was very interested in opera, but she didn't pay attention to it when she was still a princess. Until these years, many memories of the original details would come like a flood. She retreated, but now she couldn't even shed the tears that poured her soul.

The heart of gold almost completely occupied her heart.

She became more indifferent every day.

Whether it's a happy smile, a frowning frown, or tears falling from the corners of her eyes, it has become a habit or a rational action. Her every move and every look she sees are pure etiquette.

Yes, she is the original messenger Ainos.

The co-emperor of the Descheel Empire, the future successor of the empire.

Ainos took one last look at the brightly lit Qiancheng Academy, then turned around slowly in the garden, and returned to the banquet step by step.

Stepping into the banquet where the nobles gathered, Ainos took a glass of brand-new wine from the maid. The slight sadness did not match the banquet, so she smiled and greeted her father and those who were crawling Nobles before the throne, then raise their glasses high.

"Honor our Lord!

Only God can regenerate us in one day! "

Countless silver cups are being held high at this moment, and the nobles are celebrating the day of rebirth. Thousands of years ago, the earth was killed and mourned, and the miracles came at that time, and since then, there have been no other miracles in the world.

After drinking the bloody wine in the cup, Ainos couldn't help thinking...

Does this miracle in the past still have the power to make people cry?

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When the next morning came, the empress of the empire woke up early from her sleep, and her personal maids hurriedly prepared the usual clothes for her, dressed her up, and maintained the dignity of this noble person.

Ainos stroked the long sword in front of the mirror, her slender fingers lingering on the hilt until the maid handed over the white gloves and carefully slipped her fingers into them.

The queen looked at the white as new gloves in her hands,
"If... at that time, it was my will that was higher than hers...

So, will she be moved by my words?

She is just a child who doesn't know the world. I can deceive her as much as I want. "

When thinking of this, even if Ainos blocked her thoughts, she couldn't just stand in her room all day and do nothing.

After stepping out of the bedroom, the queen quickly went to her own palace. It was said to be a palace, but it was actually more like a medium-sized living room, where the sword-wielding servants belonging to Ainos had been waiting in place early on. After hearing the footsteps, he bowed towards the door and waited.

"Your Highness, where do you want to go today?"

A servant with a sword stepped forward and asked.

"Monroe, you don't have to follow me today, I will go to see my mother first, and then go where I want to go."

The queen's voice was neither cold nor cold, and her tone was unquestionable.

After hesitating, the sword-wielding servants nodded slightly, then took a step back to the sides.

Ainos went straight through the palace and went to her mother's "bedroom".

The patriarch of the original church, Flora, has already come to Deschel. Because in the impression of the general public in the empire, Queen Flora has long since died of illness, so she concealed her identity and came as the court teacher of Enos.

Emperor Leo's official spouse is still the woman from the Deschanel family, but the relationship between the husband and wife has always been unimaginably weak. Since the birth of the now deceased brother Laszlo, the Aino Si's half-queen was rarely alone with Emperor Leo.

When passing by the bedroom of the half-queen, Ainos spit out:

"Recently, I've heard some bad rumors about Queen Yulia."

The personal maids following behind the queen became a little trembling for a moment.

Ainos smiled coldly, started to move forward.

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After seeing her mother, Enos finally had the time to go where she wanted to go.

This time, her mother told her many things.

What to do as the original messenger.

Flora vaguely mentioned that in the celestial kingdom, there is a supremely stalwart star, which will become the throne crowned by Ainos in the not-too-distant future.

In her mouth, the prophet Shann is the second generation of the original messenger, and Ainos is the third generation of the original messenger, so it is natural to inherit the mantle of that great prophet.

Enos has no objection to this.

Power, supreme power, has been her desire since the days of the imperial concubine.

Even when she was an imperial concubine and almost lost her inheritance rights, Ainos never let go of her coveted power.

This is her will.

Queen Enos sat in the carriage carried by her servants, and then they obeyed the queen's instructions. The style of this carriage was the same as that of ordinary nobles, and it was originally used by King Leo XI for private visits.

The Queen's destination is the Loffin Opera House.

It was an opera house exclusively for the nobles, where comedy was rare, because it was regarded as a product of laughter for the common people, in fact, hundreds of years ago, comedy was even banned in the imperial capital, According to the patriarch at the time: Comedy wears down people's noble will, and makes people mistakenly think that a moment of luck can accomplish good things.

Enos was sitting on the best viewing platform, and the maids had prepared good wine and fruit pudding for her long ago, and at noon there was a rich lunch of white bread, blood pudding, and vanilla mutton sausage.

On the viewing platform, the Queen was alone admiring the hard-working performances of the actors.

The opera house will perform several operas a day, and there will be a half-hour gap between operas. After three half-hour gaps, it will be the last opera in the morning.

Seeing the title of the play, Ainos frowned slightly.

It was a story about miracles.

And about Solamus, about the rebirth.

As the original messenger, Ainos felt slight repulsion in her heart.

However, the queen has long tolerated it.

The actors of the opera put their hearts and souls into the performance of the day that ruined the world.

There is blood everywhere, and the flames of war are burning and cannot be extinguished.

The gods fight in the sky and the earth, killing each other, regardless of the fact that the human world has already been destroyed beyond human appearance.

Sorrows are everywhere, and there is darkness everywhere.

People pray on the earth, but there is no one to listen.

The empress looked at all these scenes indifferently, even if the moving voices of the actors sounded in her ears, she would not move.

After so many years, the miracle in the story has long lost its appeal to her.

No need to guess, she knows that in the next step, the light will appear and the angel will descend.

And that moment came quickly.

As an actor pulls back the curtain of the dome, white light shines in from the sky.

The feathers and petals prepared in advance were scattered in the theater.

The ending of the story is doomed, just like the fate of a person.

Enos looked at all this, she raised her face, and looked at the dome reflecting the brilliance.

It's coming to an end, this boring opera.

Thousands of feathers are scattered, and people are trying their best to deduce the arrival of angels on the ground.

The shadow on the ground outlines the outline of that person, she has a pair of white swan-like wings.

Enos's hands trembled slightly, her eyes widened.

It was a girl, she laughed, raised the horn in her hand, and blew it like a story.

Enos couldn't believe what she saw.

The horn is so melodious, so melodious that it seems to come to a reborn sky.

Ainos's hands trembled, and unconsciously, they folded their palms together lightly.

She, who had never had any faith, even spit out a sentence tremblingly:
"Lord...why is this?"

The angel landed slowly, and she had a face that Enos would miss year after year.

In the ears, the gentle and holy voices of the actors resounded.

"When are we going to repent?"

"Tell me, when are we going to wake up?"

"Miracles don't come every time, but love is always there."

　I want to write more, but I have an exam

　　
　
(End of this chapter)