The King's Hall is located at the tip of the six-sided dome. Standing on the sacred avenue and looking out at the surrounding black granite sloping walls supporting the tower, Shen Yile felt unparalleled shock - this vast land was shrouded in darkness. Down.

Evenly spaced columns protrude from the wall, pointing straight into the sky. These columns are the foundation for the larger and wider diagonal braces on the next side.

The King's Hall is very solemn. The floor is made of smooth and bright marble. When you walk on it, it will make a tinkling sound. It sounds very pleasant to the cold wind from high up.

The envoy went to the hall to negotiate with the king's apostle and waited for the king to greet Shen Yile.

Shen Yile stood on the sacred avenue, quietly waiting for the huge stone door in front of him to open.

"You don't know why the king wants to see me?" she asked the interpreter nervously.

The translator shook his head: "I don't know."

She met the translator's eyes warily, and the gentle brown-haired man responded with an honest smile.

"But please don't worry, you are a distinguished guest of Cloud Eagle Country."

This sentence could not eliminate the slightest worry. Shen Yile took a deep breath and couldn't help but tremble - the upper part of the Tower of Babel was much colder than expected, especially without the wall to block it, and the wind was ruthlessly destroying this towering tower. , the wind was very cold, mixed with broken ice, she shivered, and remembered that the cold-weather clothes prepared by the translator before departure were placed on the carriage, so she walked back to the carriage and asked where those things were.

The translator slapped his head: "I almost forgot."

He immediately took out two heavy coats, one for Shen Yile and one for himself.

The coat is made of wool and is very warm when worn on the body. A continuous stream of heat flows from the skin to the body.

"The king has always lived here?" Shen Yile asked.

"Having lived in the tower almost all his life, the king, like other nobles, will never leave the tower."

"So how does he give orders elsewhere?"

The translator smiled proudly: "You rode the carriage all the way and saw the customs of various places in Cloud Eagle Kingdom. Do you think we need the king's order? We don't. Everything in Cloud Eagle Kingdom exists for the purpose of climbing the tower. As early as Qian Qian, A hundred years ago, our laws and regulations were perfect, and people born here only had to abide by them."

For some reason, Shen Yile felt a chill crawling up his spine. From the moment he came into this world, his life's fate has been determined. This thing sounded very uncomfortable.

She nodded noncommittally.

As he spoke, the stone door slowly opened inward. The King's Hall, which was slightly more noble than the one below, slowly unfolded like a scroll. A straight avenue covered with a clean red carpet appeared in front of you. There were many stone sculptures on both sides of the avenue. The content is probably the story of the people's meeting with Lilith - Shen Yile has read it many times in previous galleries.

A soldier in armor walked over with an imposing manner, and loudly spoke a long line of Yunying Mandarin.

The translator did not tell Shen Yile the meaning, presumably it was unnecessary.

But Shen Yile heard a few keywords: his name, Luna, Lilith, and Don Diego.

She probably understands what this sentence is saying.

After the soldier finished announcing, the translator patted Shen Yile on the shoulder.

"Let's go."

Shen Yile walked in front.

The steps of both of them were very light. Shen Yile was out of strangers, and the translator was out of piety.

Go through the long corridor and arrive at the main hall.

In an open hall, Don Diego III sat on a granite throne covered with plush red carpet, with a crown on his head. The crown was different from the imperial crown of the Western Dynasty in that it did not block his eyes or extend the crown. .Six sharp horns pointing upward surround the head of Don Diego III, and in the middle is a light blue gemstone, which looks like a human figure hidden in the clear.

Shen Yile thinks that Don Diego III looks a little funny.

His hair was messy and blond, like a newly built bird's nest; his two beards tilted from his nostrils to the corners of his mouth were eye-catching; his lips were a little thick; his skin was shiny white, and his whole person looked like a king from top to bottom at the same time. The two atmospheres of style and rogue are very inconsistent.

The translator introduced to Tang Diego III that the person next to him was Shen Yile, the Rong Xiake of the Western Dynasty, the leader of the martial arts tournament, and the master of Wudang.

Don Diego III stood up, opened his hands to express welcome, and then spoke.

The translator spoke immediately: "Your Majesty does not want to make this meeting too formal. He invites you to walk and chat in the garden of the King's Hall."

"Garden?" Shen Yile nodded to the king and asked the translator.

"After leaving the dome, it often rained in the Tower of Babel. Gardeners brought the seeds to the King's Hall and planted them in the garden."

After bypassing the throne, there is a winding path behind it. The air here is even colder, and the cold wind runs along the passage. Even though he is wearing a warm sheep coat, Shen Yile still feels cold, perhaps because of the whistling sound. That was the source of the cold. In any case, she folded her arms and followed Don Diego III.

She hadn't noticed that he was sitting on the throne just now. Now that the two of them walked in, she realized how tall the king was. He was simply an alien giant, with his back and waist propped up in the narrow corridor, like a bird spreading its wings. of eagle.

She raised her head and could vaguely see a vague and small outline. The end of the corridor was in front of her, and she could already smell the fragrance of flowers.

Don Diego III started to speak, but the translator didn't seem to respond. He was stunned for a second or two before following the king.

"I heard about your deeds." The translator said, "You were regarded as a rebel who cooperated inside and outside."

Shen Yile frowned as her soft heart was stung. She didn't expect the king's opening to be so sharp.

"That's all in the past."

"You're right, it's all over." The king smiled, "Do you know the current situation in the Western Dynasty?"

"I never heard."

"The dynasty has fallen."

Shen Yile turned to look at the translator, thinking he had made a mistake. The translator shook his head at her: He was right.

"I don't know about this...you mean, the Western Dynasty was overthrown?"

"Your enemies, the people from the north have occupied most of the area north of the Yellow River; someone in the south has proclaimed himself emperor. The north and south have been divided."

Shen Yile had mixed feelings. Was he happy to hear that the Western Dynasty that had used him finally got retribution? Or was his hometown sad because of the war? Or was he ashamed to hear it from the king of a foreign country? It could be both.

"The people of the North have terrifying power. They destroyed the entire capital."

Shen Yile narrowed his eyes.

The power of terror...

"witchcraft……?"

"Yes, that's it." The king was very happy.

The garden can already be seen.

On the Tower of Babel, which was covered with stones, Shen Yile could only see three colors: black, gray, and yellow. Now she could finally see other colors. The colorful flowers were blooming one after another, and the gardeners did not carry out any standard arrangement. , but allow the flowers to grow freely.

The vigorous vitality of this chaotic garden is moving. In the center of the garden, the sculpture of Lilith is naturally indispensable.

Her posture of bending her knees and half squatting while sniffing incense is carved lifelike, especially her eyes that appear to be open and closed. This is the finishing touch that makes the whole sculpture come alive.

The king leaned down, cut off a rose and handed it to Shen Yile.

He said to her in broken Chinese:
Chapter completed!