Roya Akat has no idea how long he hasn't felt this way.
It was the dimness of being guided in a dream, just as a pilgrim is about to meet his own deity, his mind is numb as protected under this guidance, and the physical reaction seems to be blocked.
Exhaustion is like an iceberg in the sea, most of which is hidden under the surface of the water, leaving only a negligible part in Roja's heart.
If the only thing that can arouse his dullness and surprise him a little, it is the unprecedented environment.
Street.
It was not the blood-colored plain at the time of Gurandal, or the valley surrounded by Petra's body, but the holy white, spacious and bright imperial road like a king returning from victory. It was a purely man-made creation.
This situation is completely different from the past pilgrimages of mountains and rivers, which made Roya's only remaining thinking jump, but this did not affect the guidance. The black-haired boy walked on the road that seemed to emit a faint white light in the sun, toward the majestic and huge palace. keep going.
Fluttering flags, towering towers, and red-red gold-line patterned carpets show dignity and glory. The city gates are majestic and majestic. The tall gates open, and the splendid interiors of the magnificent buildings show the prosperity of this magnificent place.
Luo Ya never thought that the existence of this meeting actually lived in this place where people imagined the kingdom of gods. After all, the environment of the ancient gods who followed him had never shown him any traces of ancient civilization.
In the numbness, Roja walked through the long corridor and came to a door. The black-haired boy stopped before the door for the first time, and his brain reflexively knew where it was.
Between audiences.
This is the core of the entire building and where the gods are.
No one in the deserted palace signed up to open the door for him, but the magnificent and heavy door naturally opened amidst the rumbling sound.
Inside the palace, a ray of light revealed from the crack in the door gradually expanded from the center of Loya's eyebrows to both sides. At the same moment, solemn classical music began to sound, and the top of the hall suddenly lit up and dropped gold powder, which floated to the ground and banged again. Turned into flowers at once.
The golden rain and the sea of flowers are in the center. On the throne of the high platform sits a white-haired woman who is about seventeen or eighteen years old. Her skin that can be broken by blowing is like white jade without losing blood, and her lips are vermilion red. Small and cute without makeup, the slender body looks exquisite in the corset dress, and the long eyelashes cast a beautiful arc shadow on the eyelids.
Maybe it was being awakened by music, maybe it was the presence of someone coming, and the woman's eyelids trembled slightly, and slowly opened after a while. When the amber-colored pupils were exposed, Roja suddenly became sober.
"!"
The black-haired young man shook his body. He recovered his head and looked up carefully on the high platform. The white-haired woman seemed to be in a trance, but when the celestial eyes touched Luo Ya's sight, his face surprised Luo Ya. Yes, with a familiar and warm smile.
"Finally, we met."
"You are... ... "
"My name is Altacia, I am the King of Witches."
"!"
The white-haired woman stretched out her finger as she said this, as if she was explaining the essential knowledge of the teacher, but Luo Ya's eyes widened when she heard this sentence.
Witch, this word is not a joke in Xia, it is not a scornful name for those women who were accused and burned to death in Roja's previous life, but a group that does exist.
The number of witches is too small, and they don't like to gather together, so they can't be called a clan, but they have a considerable status in the ancient times, but compared with other powerful ethnic groups, they are not treated by humans.
Among the various existing myths, their images are basically old witches who look like humans and ghosts, or are simply inhuman. They are considered to be the incarnation of disasters, existences incomprehensible to human beings. Such groups should have no kings. At all, and when you come up, you first introduce your name and introduce yourself? When is the deity...
"When did the deity talk so easily, do you think so?"
"Hey?"
Suddenly, the golden pupils of the young boy who were repeating what they were saying suddenly shrank, and Altasia smiled triumphantly, and then looked at Luo Ya stretching out her fingers and curling her hair in a little trouble.
"It's too much. It's okay to introduce yourself. Obviously you are a special existence. It's not good to look at people with colored glasses."
"No, I, I just..."
"It's okay, I don't need to explain and apologize, my temperament is not so small, and if I am a hero, I forgive me."
Before Roja could finish explaining, Altacia snapped her fingers and smiled. The pink pupils looked at Roja, and the corners of her mouth were cute, while Roja, who was opposite, was full of confusion.
"My hero?"
"Yes, the hero who liberated Altasia from eternal death."
The white-haired woman said so, with longing and tenderness in her eyes, she asked softly:
"So, tell me, your hero who came to save me, your name."
"My name, Luo..."
[Don't tell her! 】
"!"
The moment the black-haired boy was about to speak his name, Petra's anxious voice suddenly echoed in his ears, but it disappeared in an instant.
The fleeting warning words caused Roya to take a halt, and the white-haired woman blinked as she looked at the motionless young man who had suddenly lost her words. Just when she wanted to ask a question, Roya had returned to normal.
"...Roy, my name is Roy."
"Huh? Roy? Well, a good name."
Altasia curled up her mouth and smiled, then stood up from the throne and said something that made Roya dumbfounded.
"Then the introduction to the meeting is over, it's time for a familiar date."
"Dating?"
"Yes, for the hero who came to save Altacia, it is natural to give thanks and rewards. Isn't it also written in the story book? The knight who defeats the dragon reaps treasures, and the priest who protects the princess gains love. This It's all due rewards."
"No, but I haven't experienced any difficulties, am I not the self-selected you."
Roja seemed a little embarrassed to say so after hearing what Altacia said. The white-haired witch was taken aback when she heard the words, and then she seemed to pouting her mouth in dissatisfaction, with some unnoticeable shyness on her face.
"This, this kind of thing, the most important thing is the result, motives or sufferings, isn't it meaningless if you can't save the princess? And as a familiar step for the first meeting, isn't it necessary?"
"Sorry, Your Majesty Altacia, I am foolish."
"Really, don't call it so formal at this time, just call me Altasia."
Altacia pouted and looked to the side. After a while, she seemed to think of some good idea. She walked to the edge of the high platform and stepped down the steps dignifiedly and gracefully with her skirt, and there was a touch of white in the sea of flowers.
"Look, I'm walking down now."
"We are already at the same height now, so how about throwing away those tedious etiquette?"
The white-haired witch tilted her head and asked with a smile. The gentle and warm smile dotted on her beautiful face was shocking. Luo Ya looked at such a woman in a daze, and then nodded to answer.
"Well, I see, Altasia."
"Very good, then let's start."
The white-haired witch Akane's pupils seemed to light up like excitement, and then stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers. The next moment two people had appeared before the dining table by the window.
An artistically carved dining table for two, transparent goblets, customized silver-white tableware, and a transparent floor-to-ceiling window on its side, you can look down at the huge palace complex and the city.
"Originally, dating seems to be to watch dramas and other programs first, but you seem to be very tired. It is to come to me and consume your energy, so let me and Altacia make up for you. ."
The smiling girl's white hands patted her chest, and the delicious food suddenly appeared as if growing out of the plate, and the red wine rose from the bottom of the cup.
Seeing this strange scene, Roja couldn't help staring at the triumphant Altasia in surprise, but he didn't expect Master Witch to gradually become uncomfortable under his gaze.
"I said, although I know I am great, don't look at me like this. Girls have a lot of pressure on their first date."
"Hey? The first time?"
"Well, in the past... I always eat by myself."
Altacia seemed a little embarrassed, her fingers wrapped around her hair again, Akane's pupils seemed to have brought some loss as they recalled the past, and she hurriedly turned her head too quickly as if she was afraid of being seen. Roja looked at such a witch inexplicably. After a soft, thought for a while:
"Is it the first date? If that's the case, then I'm honored."
"Hmph, right? Then just taste it as much as you want, this is the favor of the witch!"
Altacia smiled again after hearing Roja's words, and the black-haired boy also moved his knife and fork when he heard the words, and couldn't help but stare at the food.
"good to eat."
"Yeah, right? This is my favorite flavor. Sure enough, we came here very well."
The white-haired witch happily folded her hands, the two of them talked and laughed and ate something. After that, they watched the opera together, listened to music, and rode horses around the scenic lake. Roya also temporarily learned something. A chess-like game against Altasiya, and the result was a massacre by the uncompromising witch-sama.
After winning several times, the triumphant Altasia and Roja returned to the meeting. The white-haired witch fell into the sea of flowers after entering the door, stretched her arms and smiled, and then stared at the standing Roja, black The teenager hesitated for a moment, then sighed and lay down.
"Oh, I didn't tell you to do this."
"Yes, then take it as my voluntary. After all, I don't have a hobby of looking down and lying down girls."
"Hahaha, girl? I haven't been called that for a long time."
As Altacia said so, her eyes narrowed, and the two of them rested like this. After a long time, the witch sighed with dismay.
"Almost, it's time."