Rebirth Handbook

"Damn you!"

Silvia felt a terrible breath behind her, and the corner of her lips grabbed the crystal ball. Just as she grabbed the crystal ball, the archbishop's attack hit her on the back. Silvia fell to the ground holding the crystal ball. At the last moment, the archbishop saw her open the door, gave up killing Lanza, and dealt with her first.

Because this room contains the most important things of the archbishop.

The archbishop slowly approached the room. He looked at Silvia who fell on the ground and sneered, "Let go of what you have in your hands..." Before he finished speaking, the rest of the words stuck in his throat.

Because Silvia got up, revealing the crystal ball she was holding in her arms. Her blood dripped on the crystal ball, and the blood melted into the crystal ball. While the pure white flower inside slowly turned red, it finally opened. The delicate flower bud that had been sleeping for many years tremblingly opened the first petal, and then it bloomed in the blink of an eye.

"When the unchanging flower of steadfastness opens... it really opens, how is this possible!" the archbishop murmured, taking two steps back. The next moment, his gaze became sharp, and he looked straight at Silvia holding the crystal ball, and said dumbly: "This is impossible! How could it be you! How could it be so open! You are fake," You are pretending to be my Miranda, I am going to kill you!"

However, his attack failed once again, and Lanza chased in and blocked Silvia again. In just such a moment, he became very embarrassed, his black robe was all broken, and blood stains on his face and hands. But even so, he still stood in front of Silvia.

A flower in front of the archbishop, the man with black hair and purple eyes, and the silver-haired woman behind him, seemed to show him a similar scene in his memory, and his old face twitched involuntarily. "Why do you want to be with this **** slave!"

He didn’t know who he said this sentence to. Silvia got up from the ground. She took the crystal ball and glanced at the flowers inside. She also seemed a little surprised in her eyes. Then she said, "He is My love, of course we want to be together."

This answer seemed to irritate the archbishop, and his body trembled, "Yes, you are Miranda. In the last life you wanted to be with that slave, and in this life you must be with him!"

Silvia didn't seem to understand what he was saying, and said, "Archbishop, your real heart is in it. As long as I break this crystal ball, you won't live long, right?"

The archbishop stared at her face tightly, and his voice became rougher. He slowly asked, "You want to kill me?"

Silvia said of course: "You killed me once, of course I will kill you."

Hearing her words, the archbishop was shocked again, looking at her with complex and indistinguishable eyes. At this moment, as his mood fluctuated, he seemed to see Silvia in front of him become what he was many years ago. Miranda, the same silver hair, but the same gray eyes as him, Miranda stood there, covered in blood. She said: "You killed me once, and you killed me a second time, brother, do you want to kill me?"

The rod of light in the archbishop’s hand fell to the ground in an instant. He suddenly staggered and walked forward two steps, trembling his fingers towards Silvia, "Miranda, my Miranda, I don’t want to kill you. You betrayed first. You betrayed our faith for a slave. I didn't kill you."

In the eyes of the archbishop, Silvia was no longer in front of him, but Miranda, who had been waiting for many years, was talking crazy and crazy. In reality, Silvia looked at him with a smile and said nothing. Holding the crystal ball, she glanced over the numerous light element spars in this room one by one.

She found nothing, and then she whispered to Lanza in front of her: "Destroy all the light element spars in this room."

Lanza hesitated for a moment, Silvia increased her voice again, "Go ahead."

Lansa turned around and began to destroy the spar beside him, while Silvia spoke to the crazy archbishop again to irritate him, "You didn't kill me personally, but I died because of you."

"Even if I come back, I will not return to you, I will only return to my lover."

The archbishop was really irritated. Daphne’s hallucinogenic potion worked before. He was holding his head like crazy at the moment and grabbing Silvia’s hand. "You can’t be with that slave, you Come back! I'm going to kill him!"

With a loud crash, the largest spar in the room was destroyed by Lanza. The mad archbishop seemed to suddenly regained his sanity when he heard this sound. He looked at Lanza with a heavy murder intent in his eyes.

"My Miranda, when your brother kills the slave, you will go back with your brother. We will never be separated again. You are waiting for me."

After the archbishop finished speaking, there was a dazzling light in his hand, but for a moment, a big mouthful of blood was sprayed from his mouth, and he turned to look at Silvia in disbelief, "Miranda."

On his chest, a dagger soaked in the power of darkness was stuck in his heart. Silvia drew out the dagger and made a stabbing again without changing her face, "Your real heart is not here, so you won't die even if you stabbed here."

Lansa seemed to be shocked by her, and the movements in her hands stopped. However, Silvia looked over with an ordinary gentle smile on her face, "What's the matter with Lansa, we don't have much time, hurry up All the spars are destroyed, otherwise we won’t have time until the archbishop reacts."

Lanza didn't know what he was thinking, and continued the movement in his hand dumbly.

The archbishop who had been stabbed twice suddenly recovered. He coughed and shook his blood, his eyes became sober again, he stared at Silvia, looked at the crystal ball in her hand, and suddenly laughed. You are not Miranda." Then he waved, and a white light struck Silvia.

Silvia did not hesitate to greet the crystal ball in her hand, and the crystal ball was split instantly and scattered into countless fragments.

"The true flower of steadfastness, where did you put it?" The archbishop slowly approached.

Silvia turned her hand and took out the real crystal ball. She replaced it with a fake one just now. The fake one that bloomed just now was specially prepared for the archbishop, and to cooperate with her deliberately to say those things, the effect was beyond Silvia's expectations.

"Archbishop, it's a pity that although the flower is still there, maybe you won't see it bloom until you die."

The two faced each other for a while and moved at the same time. The archbishop grabbed the crystal ball, and Silvia threw it up. While the archbishop was going to get the crystal ball, Silvia came to Lansa, and at this moment there were only two spars in the room. Silvia and Lansa were one by one, destroying the spar at the same time.

In the spar in Silvia's hand, a black stone appeared. When she saw the black stone, Silvia smiled and smashed the stone.

There was a slight popping sound in the air.

Suddenly there were countless air currents in the room, which came from the archbishop. His chest was still bleeding, and the place that Silvia had pierced and nothing happened before, when the black stone was crushed, turned into a small black whirlpool, swallowing everything in his chest.

The archbishop knelt to the ground, still holding the crystal ball in his hand. He looked at Silvia, "How do you know where my heart is?"

Silvia's hands were full of blood, and she smiled brightly, "Of course I guessed it."

With a bang, the archbishop fell to the ground. The crystal ball in his arms was broken by the airflow just now, and the white flower bud inside fell out. Until his death, the archbishop stared at the pure white flower that seemed to never bloom.

Silvia stepped forward, looking condescendingly at the man who had dominated the Holy See for many years, and finally bent down and picked up the white flower that fell aside.

At this moment, the white flower buds stained with her blood opened.

The flower looks very beautiful when it blooms, and the whole flower seems to emit a soft light.

Silvia was startled, this time she was really surprised. She glanced at the dead archbishop again, then held the flower and turned her head to ask Lanza who was leaning on the side. She said:

"This flower is pretty, how about taking it back for a bath?"

Lansa wiped the blood from his mouth, looked at the flower carefully, and said honestly: "I think it is more suitable for medicine. The whitening effect should be very good."

"Oh, use it as a whitening potion."

Because he saw the kind and gentle goddess killing someone with a smile on his face, Lanza, who felt his head was blank, was comforted by two words so easily, and his heart hanging in the air fell to the ground with a puff.

The archbishop died.

The twelve bishops in the Holy See began a fierce struggle for power. In the end, the saints Daphne and Isido won some people, formed two forces, and temporarily governed the Holy See. The turmoil in Salo city did not completely cease until two years later.

Black tower five years later

The once vibrant garden lost its vitality, the flowers growing in it were dying because of loss of care, and the inside of the once neat black tower became gloomy again, filled with a strange smell. Dust fell on the flower windows, and a thin layer of dust on the stairs, as if no one lives here.

Books littered the floor, and there was a man standing in front of the workbench with a haggard face, making a bottle of medicine. In the empty black tower, he was alone, as if he had gone back many years ago.

The mistress of the black tower left, but Lansa did not stay. So the black tower became dim and lonely again.

At noon, a black crow poked his head out of the nest. He craned his neck and shouted to the owner who was still making the potion: "No, please pack things up, Silvia should be back! She saw Master you will be dead when you get to the black tower~"

The man obsessed with making potions was suddenly awakened when he heard Silvia's name. He hurriedly opened the calendar, and he found that a red circle was drawn on the date today. He raised his head and looked around. The furniture and everything were covered with ashes. The food that Silvia had prepared when he left two months ago had forgotten to eat and is now moldy. I opened the window and looked outside. The flowers in the garden had dried out because they hadn't been watered for a long time, especially the steadfast flower that Sylvia planted.

Lansa turned pale, sweating on his forehead, he hurriedly grabbed the water of life on the shelf and walked out, because he walked too quickly and accidentally tripped on the stool and brought down the dining table. On a pile of tableware, when he hurried out, he accidentally hit the bookshelf, and the books fell on the ground, and the whole black tower became more chaotic.

Lanza, who had a gray nose, ran to the garden to water the water of life for all the flowers and plants, and hurried back to the black tower to pack up things, but because he was too anxious, he was more prone to making mistakes when he was in a hurry. After that, the things had not been cleaned up, and his own poorly clean clothes were also soiled into rags.

So when Silvia got out of the carriage and opened the door of her house with a suitcase, she saw a dirty home and a dirty man.

The wooden box in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

"Lanza, I just went out to play for two months. Tell me how you made the house so messy?" Silvia held her forehead.

"……I'm wrong."

Silvia used magic to clean up the house, the books that fell on the ground automatically returned to the original place, the broom happily swept the ground, swept the broken tiles into a pile, wiped the dust with a rag, and put fresh flowers in the vase. A clean tablecloth was put on, and the windows opened to let the sun and wind in.

Lanza followed her behind her, watching her raise her fingers to make the house clean.

"You made the house so messy when I went out, how dare I go out next time — Lansa, wouldn't you just want me to go out?"

Lansa shook his head quickly.

Silvia glanced at him and covered her eyes, and dragged him into the bathroom feebly, "Forget it, you can wash me up quickly."

"It just so happens that I have to take a shower when I go out, we will be together."

The mistress who had traveled back came back, and the black tower was finally restored and tidy again.

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