It rarely rains in Istaña, so the memory of rain is often particularly profound for those who live here.

The raindrops will raise a layer of mist, and first flow along the gray-brown eaves to the ground, forming streams between the brown stones.

The dark gray stone tablet stood in the rain, and was engraved with the next sentence in Istani's words:

‘751 — 790, Farion, may your bravery and enlightenment always sleep in the sea of ​​sand—’

The rain slowly flowed down the gullies formed by the strokes, one after another. Babaltan used his gloves to wipe away the water splashes on it, but it couldn't be wiped clean. Not long after, the gloves were soaked in water.

Princess Afei stood aside and silently stared at the words on the monument.

After a while, she spoke softly, her voice as if a nightingale was gentle, "Babaltan, although Farian, Chalab and Hut were unable to come back, at least more people survived... Although the empire is powerful, the last time the Oshu people failed."

The upright and young King of Sand turned around, looked at his beloved woman, and nodded.

"I'm fine, Afifa."

"But you still seem to be worried, my lover, do you know? This makes me very worried."

"I just thought of something from the past," Babartan said, "Every day I can't help but recall everything that happened at that time, what I saw and heard in that war."

"It's been three years since that incident. Do you still think that prophecy is true? The misfortune will come to our land, and Descartes will return here and take away everything from the Istani people?"

"It is not necessarily true, but the signs are revealed," Babaltan frowned, "I have to be careful. Outsiders all think that my father has planned to seize the throne of Istaniya, but only when he reaches this position can he understand the importance of responsibility..."

He raised his head and looked at the wisps of rain. "Afeifa, if one day all this really dies--"

"They won't, Babartan, I promise you; maybe one day we will turn into dust, but something will continue to exist, together with the beliefs we pursue, for a long time."

"Afifa?"

"Babaltan, that's our common secret. Give us some more time, okay?"

Babartan looked at his princess and nodded.

...

?Afifa on the temple steps was wearing a black dress, her skirt was hanging down to the ground, and the black gauze top wrapped around her delicate body, revealing her weak shoulders, her eyes were closed tightly, and a charming expression appeared between her eyebrows.

???She turned in this direction and spoke in a charming tone: "Mr. Ed, isn't it a bit surprising to see me here?" The girl's voice was not high, but every corner of the square could be heard clearly.

?Although Afeifa's face was hung, it was almost impossible for the weak and introverted Sorcerer Miss to speak in such a tone. Fang Yu frowned and felt something was wrong in his heart. He looked back at Ye Hua on the side, "What's going on?"

?Ye Hua also looked at the girl silently, and then answered: "That is the incarnation of Descartes."

?Fang Yu actually had a premonition in his mind.

But he was silent for a moment before asking, "Then she and Miss Afifa..."

?Ye Hua turned around, "Do you still remember the dragon soul in Afeifa's body?"

?Fang Yu was stunned for a moment.

Only then did he remember that when he was in Kasan Palace, Xing said that only he, Ye Hua and the Great Princess could enter this world. He always felt that something was missing at that time.

But now I think about it, doesn’t Afeifa also have a dragon soul?

Xingti didn't mention this, originally thought it was because of negligence. But he looked up at the girl in a black dress and seemed to understand something in his heart.

?"That dragon soul..."

? "The origin of that dragon soul is not simple. It has been twins with Afifa since its birth. It is rumored that only the king of sand Babaltan really knows where it came from, but as far as I know... it should actually have something to do with the former princess..."

The eldest princess raised her head and said a little lightly: "My mother..."

Ye Hua looked at her and nodded slightly, "That dragon soul is actually the only relic left by your mother to your father. It is... made of your mother's soul."

Princess Rupert's eyes widened and looked at him.

Ye Hua looked at Afeifa in black under the temple. The sage girl stood among a group of believers and was looking at this direction leisurely.

He then withdrew his gaze and said to the two: "No one can create a person who has existed out of thin air and has vivid memories and feelings. Even with the power of the Emerald Star, it is impossible to do this."

"But it was through this dragon soul that the blind followers believed that they could use his resurrection princesses. Of course, more importantly, the blind followers do need your mother's soul as well-"

The eldest princess seemed a little dazed for a moment. She took a few deep breaths and her eyes were almost red. She looked at the girl in a black long skirt in the distance, then looked at Ye Hua, hesitated for several times, and there was no sound in her throat.

Fang Ling seemed a little silent on the side, and many of the previous doubts seemed to be unraveling one by one, but he glanced at His Royal Highness the princess next to her and asked her, "Why?"

"Because Descartes' divine power is left in the princess's soul mark."

"This is impossible!" Princess Rupert replied discerningly with tears flashing in her eyes.

Ye Hua shook his head, "But all this is true, Your Highness the Princess. This is also one of the root causes of the attack ten years ago. They should all be related to the notes in your mother's hand; but except for the king of sand Babaltan, perhaps no one knows what happened at that time..."

Fang Yu listened silently and looked extremely calm. He asked: "So Afeifa was the carrier of Descartes' resurrection from the beginning. Her dragon soul was actually just Descartes' divine fire?"

?In Aitalia, the death of a God may be rather a trap in an endless resting place.

And in that dead world where Gods only sank forever, their divine nature will not completely disappear, and the scattered fire is just waiting for an opportunity to rekindle.

Just as Fang Zhu met on Fenris Island, the lizard god is only.

The wreckage of divine power is also the divine fire. At the right opportunity, the new god will be born from the corpse of the old god.

The blind followers have regained the divinity of Descartes and have reshaped a carrier for it with the help of Babaltan, the king of the sand. Now, they only need a chance to reignite the fire of their divinity.

And this opportunity obviously also exists in this sea of ​​sand—

?Alchemists had discovered that the souls created by using the power of the Emerald Star often had a divine aura. At first, people did not think much, but thought that the soul itself was sacred, which was in line with people's cognition.

But then, the distorted divinity quickly created those terrible monsters called gods or hatreds, ravaging the world. After several bloody incidents, people quickly woke up, and the vast alchemy creation movement disappeared for a while.

It is just out of the ultimate pursuit of alchemy - the desire to create - and privately, the research on Emerald Star has never been cut off.

There is obviously a certain divine nature in the Emerald Star.

But people rarely understand what that means.

After Achilles captured Afifa, he handed her over to the blind follower. Seneman set up a trap in the sea of ​​fantasy, causing the king of sand to inspire the power of the "falling star" there-

The purest dark divine power contained in the fragments of the Star of Desert has continuously poured into the dragon soul in Miss Afifa's body, to be precise - it was Descartes' incarnation.

But is that really just a trap?

Since the king of sand Babaltan has long known the secret of the power of the Emerald Star, wouldn't he not know the clumsy conspiracy of the blind followers?

He remembered the question he had asked before, but at that time, the other party did not answer him directly. Now that he had almost known the answer to the question, he turned around again and asked Ye Hua that almost exactly the same question:

"So, does Babaltan, the king of sand, know all this?"

Ye Hua looked at him this time, and after a moment of silence, he nodded.

A trace of understanding flashed in Fang Yu's eyes.

Princess Rupert was stunned for a moment, almost stunned the next moment.

"My father knows all this, but why...?" she asked in a hoarse voice.

"This is the reason," Ye Hua looked around the square, "Your Highness, did you see that your father's purpose was actually here."

Fang Yu whispered: "So he plans to solve the problem once and for all. Whether it is a blind follower or Descartes, he will eventually gather in this place at this moment-"

"Because at this time, both sides have no choice but to retreat."

Princess Rupert took a light breath and her eyes fell on Ye Hua's face, as if she wanted to find the answer to this question from the other party's expression.

Ye Hua did not answer, but silence had already explained everything.

She was slightly stunned for a moment.

She thought that everything was just the confusion of her father by the blind follower, but she didn't expect that in the end, all of this was his real purpose.

But after so many people died, Questak almost turned into ashes. Now everyone in the city is hanging by a thread. What is the purpose of all this?

Are you revenge for her mother and for the person she loves deeply?

But is all this really worth it?

His Highness, the Great Princess, had tears burst out from her eyes: "But my father... how could he..."

Fang Yum asked in a low voice: "Why didn't you tell us all this earlier?"

Ye Hua sighed softly: "Ed, the Southern Alliance is just a participant in this plan. In fact, Xing and Delan did not tell me the truth at the beginning."

"... Like his brother, Delan is loyal to the Penelope royal family, or rather, he is loyal to the 'Princess Highness' who has passed away for many years... And Xing, he has probably only the intention of revenge in his heart. Finding the mastermind behind that year is probably his only purpose in this world..."

"So it's understandable that they hide this information from me."

"Babaltan, the king of sand, made a decision at the beginning. When I left the Casan Palace, I thought he had given up on the investigation of Emerald Star and planned to catch all the blind followers there, but I didn't expect that I would eventually return to this."

He looked at Fang Zhu: "Of course, I probably guessed the result when I boarded the ship in the Fantasy Sea. But I didn't tell you the reason for all this, I guess you should have guessed it-"

"Because when you brought Afifa back to Questak, everything was actually destined. The blind follower used the sand thief to set up a second game here, but compared with the one in the Fantasy Sea, this game was actually not inevitable."

"Just...will you really choose that path?"

Fang Yu couldn't help but be stunned.

He actually understood what was the way to avoid all this.

That is to give up Afi method, lacking the carrier of the Secret Warlock Girl, and the dragon soul in her body, the blind followers naturally cannot summon Descartes from Questak.

But will he do that?
To be continued...