The Righteous Player(s)

...No, she is not Annan Winter.

Annan realized this immediately.

Although they seem to be almost identical in age, height, and appearance...

But the length of the hair is obviously different. Her hair is not short shoulder-length hair, but long waist-length hair... and from the figure and frame, she can barely distinguish her gender.

And the most important thing is that temperament on her body.

It can be said to be the opposite of Annan.

In her icy blue pupils, there seemed to be no emotion, and her half-open eyes were filled with godlike indifference. There is no trace of joy or slack on her face, her hands are crossed and placed in front of her, her eyes are full of vigilance and alienation.

She was wearing a pure white, heavy robe, with a hollow silver crown on her head. The slender and long neck is reminiscent of a swan, and the delicate collarbone is hidden under the robe.

--no doubt.

She should be Annan Winter's sister.

Unlike Annan, there doesn't seem to be a reversal rune etched on her soul... The icy blue pupils without feelings instantly reminded Annan of the man in his memory who taught him frost swordsmanship.

Such a powerful and lingering aura can even make people temporarily ignore the fact that she is only fourteen or five years old.

...Speaking of which, Annan is also fourteen years old in theory.

But his height and appearance, it is said that someone would believe him at the age of eleven or twelve... How old is Annan Winter's sister this year?

When she looked back and saw the three of Annan, she frowned slightly.

"Your Excellency David Gerald."

There was a cold and tender voice in her mouth, and the ice-blue pupils locked onto Annan's body for the first time: "I didn't expect you to come too."

...Why is this Gerald so famous?

Such a thought floated in Annan's mind for an instant.

He just noticed that when Maria saw the two people, her eyes were only a little distant. But the moment he saw himself, he immediately became vigilant.

This is probably the notoriety spreading thousands of miles...

What exactly did Gerald do? Can so many big people know him?

"Salute to you, Your Highness Rin Dong."

Upon seeing this, Annan immediately saluted Maria respectfully.

The two people beside him seemed to know the grandduke's daughter.

They and Annan performed a wizarding ceremony to Maria at the same time. Then introduced herself to her.

Maria nodded slightly when she saw this.

"You can call me Maria."

She said simply.

This should be the real name.

For such big people, they don't need to use pseudonyms to curse bias. There is bound to be a family that specializes in raising delicious food and drinking, and has the same name as yourself; the only function is to block any "living idols" that may be named and cursed by themselves.

So there is no need for her to give a false name to the three of them.

Annan is different.

Gerald seems to be surprisingly famous...

There is no possibility of him giving a false name.

He vaguely grasped the key.

In this copy, the name seems to be the key to solving the problem...

Afterwards, Maria explained to the three of them: "The invitation letter should be delayed. I arrived here first. But obviously the door hasn't opened yet.

"I think it should be waiting for you all to come, Michelangelo will let us in."

I think so.

Annan whispered in his heart.

He looked up at the wizard tower.

The gray-white giant tower...It's not so much a "tower" as it is a huge castle. It presents a strange, symmetrical structure-rings on both sides and bridges in the middle.

If you look down from directly above, I'm afraid you will see a huge dumbbell.

"This is the Petronas Twin Towers at all."

Claire couldn't help sighing.

Annan thought so.

...Aside from anything else, which door did you get in from?

Or do you think either?

They did not wait long.

The other four guests came to the neighborhood in three groups.

The first to arrive was an old man with a skinny and haggard face, sunken cheeks and deep eye sockets. His hair was sparse and his head was low. Since arriving here, he has been silent and has not reached the crowd. in.

After that was a middle-aged man with black hair, dark eyes, profound features, and a kind and cheerful smile. After he came here, he approached Annan and the others and introduced himself.

His name is Gilandaio, a wizard of the school of prophets.

And he himself was a student of Master Michelangelo.

Master Michelangelo himself is best at the spells of the prophet school, followed by shaping and idols. Therefore, after the enthusiastic middle-aged Gilanda Io said his school, Annan and the others couldn't help but look at him more.

As for the two who arrived last, they came together at the same time.

One of them was a handsome boy with a slight divine in his face.

His eyes were closed tightly, one side of his hair was shaved, and the remaining white hair was braided into three braids of different lengths, two strands hanging in front of him and the longest strand behind him.

He was called "Eugene Melvin" by Claire, a wizard of the idol school. It is said that he is also a very famous person...This should also be his real name.

As for the other...

In every sense, he is an acquaintance to Annan.

His beard is gray, his eyes are firm, and his skin is slightly wrinkled from his old age. There seemed to be colorful brilliance circulating in the muddy pupils.

"...Master Benjamin."

Annan bowed his head respectfully and saluted him.

The other party looked at Annan with a complex expression, opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

In the end, he just silently nodded to Annan, Quandang in return.

--Yes it is.

The last candidate to appear in Gerald’s nightmare...

It was the chemist wizard who was cursed on the ship...Benjamin.

At the moment when all the members arrived, everyone's consciousness suddenly disappeared briefly.

When they woke up again, they found themselves in a very wide and extremely luxurious hall.

"……Oh."

Annan couldn't help sighing.

Claire's eyes widened.

Maria still frowned.

Just because it appeared in front of everyone...

They are all kinds of statues arranged in a certain pattern like a starry sky.

Statue of giant. Statue of horse man. Statue of a leprechaun.

Statue of the old man. Statues of children.

Statue of a warrior. Statue of a maiden.

Statue of an angel. Statue of giant snake.

So magnificent. So spectacular.

Lifelike is only standard.

"As if to have a soul" is just a regular level.

It's like countless frozen historical fragments, superimposed on each other.

The most incredible thing is that almost every statue can be combined with one or several other neighboring statues to form a picture scroll. And if it is combined with other statues, it will form a new picture scroll and a new story.

At the same time, the arrangement of the statues on the ground seems to contain a certain number of rules.

It's almost like...

"——Like a chess piece in the hands of the gods."

Maria said quietly.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

This is obviously not polite words.

But because it was too practical, everyone didn't know how to respond...

After all, His Royal Highness Mary is a child-and he is still the tallest among the people.

When the child told the truth, people didn't know how to answer the conversation.

In the end, Benjamin clapped his hands and broke the awkward silence: "It's worthy of the master Michelangelo.

"This is nothing short of a miracle... No, it can almost be called a miracle!"

"--It's like a miracle, right."

At this moment, an old man's voice sounded with a smile.

In front of the eight people ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ one of the old people's statue suddenly made a sound.

The strange thing is that it is clearly in the middle of the hall, in the middle of the whole stage, the whole canvas... But until it opens, everyone can realize its existence.

The talking stone statue is not a strange thing in the worldview of the transcendent.

Especially the works of Master Michelangelo...This is more normal.

Therefore, everyone was not surprised, but continued to look at the stone statue of the old man.

——However, although it is not stated clearly.

But in their hearts, Master Michelangelo didn't show up personally, and they still felt a little grudge in their hearts.

However, this trace of grievance disappeared instantly when the next sentence of the stone statue was opened:

"Then," the old man's stone statue said slowly, "I will open it to you...

"[Eye of Stagnancy] The suicide note of Lord Michelangelo Buonaro."