Trafford’s Trading Club

This is a magical scene, for Arlene, for Ibn —— they saw a little metal warhead with their own eyes, and it slowly emerged from the left side of Arman Lana's forehead, and finally landed.

The wound is healing little by little… Soon the wound on the forehead will disappear completely and the skin here will remain intact.

“This woman's life is so great, if this darker shot a little too far, there is absolutely no way to stick to it...” The red lamp god can't help but whisper at this time, “It's like there's some kind of power to protect...”

Light gods have very little voice, they speak for themselves, no one can hear them - people's attention is actually drawn to the past by the healing Arman Lana.

At this time.

Yamanlana opened her eyes slowly, even as the wound healed.

“Wonderful! Your Highness, you're all right! ”

“Ya... Arlene? How could you...” When Yamanlana woke up, she looked around, bewildered - she remembered that she was facing the High Priest... and Yamanlana rose up and looked around, looking for something.

The Pharaoh of the kingdom —— or the Pharaoh of the kingdom, the eagle, raised with the left eye of Horus.

“You want to find the guy, up there.” [Night's Watch] Otto said coldly.

Arman Lana looked up and saw only the sky, one red and one blue shadow intersecting each other... it was not a play, it was clearly a dangerous battle between life and death.

“Your Highness, the invading beast outside the city has been wiped out! You're right. Oh, the lamp you gave me really worked! Lord Lamp is amazing!” The little maid hastily said at this point.

But Arman Lana couldn't get too enthusiastic, because she knew that the person who was with Arlene before that wasn't her, but the other one —— but either way, there was no missing memory of little waitress Arlene.

Memories are the same, feelings are the same, and certain emotions certainly do not deviate.

Arman Lana stretched out her hand and patted the little waitress's head, then touched the dust on her face and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work on this journey, I thank you on behalf of the entire people of the City of the Sun… and, of course, this lamp god. ”

“Hey, hey.” She smiled shyly.

Arman Lana glanced at the smoky red light god under her eyes... and the red light god said directly: "Woman, my summoner is her! I won't do anything for you! You don't deserve this! ”

“The lamp god... though not like a blue elf.” Arman Lana shook her head: “The world is so big, it's amazing, and I don't know if it's right or wrong to bring you in here. ”

The red light god snorted coldly: "You didn't take me out of the Chamber - because of your greed! ”

Yamanlana scoffed at herself: “Yeah, it's me... maybe it's me, maybe it's not me, who can make it clear, something...”

“The other you, went somewhere below the last chamber.” [The Night's Watch] Otto suddenly said: "The Shegatu we saw said a place before his death, where he said he could find answers. ”

Yamanlana didn't ask Otto why he had to remind herself of this, not even the first time, but she said in silence, “What about him? ”

“If no surprise…” Otto looked up at the red and blue light shadow in the battle over, “The man fighting with the Pharaoh should be him… I still haven't figured out why he turned into a jackal. ”

“Seth.” Yamanlana muttered to herself: “This is the image of Seth… Lord of the desert, the enemy of the City of the Sun. ”

Suddenly, Arman Lana looked at Mr. Otto of the Night's Watch and said, "Is there any way that Pharaoh can win this war? ”

“This is no longer an area where the power of mortals can touch.” [The Night's Watch] Otto shook his head very directly, then pointed at the red lamp god and said: “But it should work, and this guy is theoretically half god. ”

“You fart! This lamp god is the real god” the red lamp god instantly stares angrily.

The little maid could not distinguish the form, but knew that Her Royal Highness was hoping that the creature of the Red Shadow's eagle body would triumph - this was a good move!

She walked to the red lamp god and reached out and grabbed his wrist, pitifully shouting: Lord lamp god! Please, can you help me? I have two more wishes... "

“No!” The red light god rushed to cover the mouth of little waitress Arlene, “that was the first! First add-on inside! Don't make a second one! ”

As he said, the red lamp god pressed his hands down, his palms flamed, and the whole child rushed up-- in the face of the red blue light shadow in the midst of battle, the red lamp god could have been a little afraid.

But I don't know why, even if it's fear, but in its view, this red and blue light shadow represents what [Sete] and [Horus] think, respectively... weak!

It's really weak - it can be hammered for minutes, by theory!

The key is the leaked breath, which always gives it a soft leg that can't help it... “Strange, though both breaths - isn't that the most dangerous one? Strange, strange...”

Think about it, it has rushed into the entangled red and blue light shadow, and without thinking about it, it punched the past - the power of the fist, and shot one of them directly down, falling into the square.

The red light god hummed towards his fist and looked down with pride.

“Lord Lamp, you... you...”

- You know how good this lamp is!

“You... you hit the wrong person! Not this!!” The little maid closed her eyes hard and held her fist and cried out loud.

The red light stood still... looking at the sky.

In the square, Mr. Otto shook his head and sighed in disgrace.

But the red light god quickly struck like nothing had ever happened and hammered the body of the Jackal in the blue shadow to the ground.

Arman Lana did not care that the unreliable lamp god was making up for the dead sheep at the moment, rushing in the direction of Pharaoh's fall - but Otto behind her suddenly stopped her.

Otto said softly: "Aren't you worried about what's going on under the last Chamber of Secrets than this... the other one didn't hesitate to shoot you before going down. ”

“I would have done the same at that time.” Arman Lana didn't go back either, and said softly: "Besides... I care more about my father than this. ”

Otto couldn't help but think about it.

At this point, in the distance, the red lamp god will be brought back by Shekatu, the Jackal himself, who was bombarded to the ground - depending on the circumstances, he was temporarily incapacitated, but did not appear to have suffered much harm.

The body of the Jackal is the image of [Sete], the Lord of the Desert, and is also transformed by Shejatu. Meanwhile, in the last Chamber of Secrets, the body of the deceased Shejatu was not sanded, which means that Shejatu is himself - can we link the two things together to arrive at a kingdom that is alienated to the image of the eagle head, also himself?

Without dividing the good and the evil, it has always appeared in person, as the city of Pharaoh's reign of the sun... or is there another place for Pharaoh's good and the evil?

Pff--!

But the red light god threw the picked up Jackal creature directly onto the ground, "What are you going to do with this thing? ”

Looking at this dying Jackal, Mr. Otto suddenly said, "Is there any way you can help him regain consciousness? ”

The red god of lights snapped and said subconsciously: “I feel his original will is suppressed by something, if I want to recover... why should I help you? ”

“Because you are the all-powerful god of lights.” Mr. Otto blinked and said.

“Get out of my way! You're not my summoner!” The red lamp god snorted directly and the whole child floated, pillowing on his arm, softly enjoying himself.

“This little girl should look like a very easy type to wish for.” Mr. Otto said softly: “After all, they seem to have a very complicated relationship with Her Royal Highness, and I think if there were a way to get them back to reason… well, I mean, in the eyes of the little girl's loyalty, she probably wouldn't mind wishing. ”

The red lamp looked subconsciously at the little maid, Arlene, and she nodded.

- You nod your hair, do you have any ideas?!

“... I get it!” The red lamp waved his hand in agitation and flew directly to the sheikatu of the body of the Jackal who had fallen on the ground. He reached out and grabbed his foot and lifted the whole place.

What do you do when you lift it?

Naturally, it snapped and hit the floor!

“Lights... Lord Lamps?” Little maid Arlene screamed frighteningly.

“This is the quickest way to wake up!” The red lamp god hums at this point: “This lamp god will not waste a little magic in a place like this! ”

Keep rubbing the floor.

“But that's too...” Little waitress Arlene opened her mouth and stopped.

Mr. Otto didn't care at the moment: "Let it go… Physical therapy is sometimes good —— if it really works. Now, of course, you should think about how you could convince your Highness if it really worked. ”

“Her Royal Highness... she will curse me...”

Mr. Otto shrugged his shoulders, suggesting that he had already given… he turned his attention to what was revealed after the walls of the miniature temple peeled off.

This tiny temple, after stripping the outer walls, is a huge statue.

“Ma 'at...” Mr. Otto whispered, “Goddess of Truth and Justice... feathers on the scale... what the hell is this...”

……

……

Despite her heart's breath, Her Royal Highness also knew that now she could not pronounce this dull breath - she suddenly had a strange feeling that it was not breathing, which seemed to have been felt more than once by the man in the palace guard.

This leaves her with a tremendous amount of doubt - and at the same time, there is something else.

That's what the girl just said... the girl calls herself her daughter.

“Are you the dividing face of the mother?” Her Royal Highness coldly asks at this point - and this is the most reasonable explanation she can take into account at present - everything she has ever known.

“Arman Lana, you can think of me as your mother.” Girl smiles: “But my situation, it's not what you think. ”

“What do you mean?” Her Royal Highness frowned deeply.

The young girl did not speak, but just turned around and walked into the room… she indicated that she could follow her - Her Royal Highness took a conscious look at the mysterious appearance of the young guard, and the colour of her guard grew stronger.

“Ladies first.” Young Guard… Boss Lo is at your side at this time, “Her Royal Highness assures me that I will protect you if necessary. ”

“What the hell are you? ”

“Just want to see the last person. ”

Her Royal Highness moaned for a moment, turning around and turning to where the young lady was going - not very far, just a few steps away.

There is a passage on the floor of the room inside the cabin - like the road to the cellar, which Her Royal Highness's probe sees and can easily be seen at the bottom.

She thought about flipping into this cellar —— not so spacious, but rather unusually narrow roads -- and seemingly seeing a human figure at the exit.

She has waited at the exit… the mysterious girl in the basement.

Her Royal Highness cautioned as she approached… The voice of the young lady softened in the passage at this time: “Many years ago, there was also a man who came here. He's like you, carefully passing through this place. ”

“You mean the High Priest?” Her Royal Highness paused, "the scale... is that where you found it? ”

The teenage girl did not answer this question, the more calm the voice, “This man is so thin, like a walking skeleton... it is hard to imagine what kind of hunger could make his body thin like that, and it is hard to believe, what kind of faith could keep him going here, but at the same time, the eyes of this man reveal obsession all the time. ”

Her Royal Highness kept looking at the girl and eventually walked past her and took the exit of the aisle, which appeared in front of her, and was certainly a... a graveyard!

No murals, no statues, just one coffin.

The girl's voice sounded again: "Finally, the man walked through a long passage and came into this grave. What he's been looking for seems to have suddenly been found between those moments. ”

Her Royal Highness turned around suddenly, and the young guard had already appeared behind her.

“Who's in this coffin?” Boss Lo asked curiously at the moment.

The young girl blinked and said quite playfully: "Guess what. ”

Boss Luo shook his head, “I'm afraid I can't. I'm afraid it won't be accurate. I'm even more afraid of guessing correctly. That's really what happened. Please let me know if you'd like to. ”

The girl laughed: “I know a guy who would probably have opened his coffin indiscriminately or used his all-knowing abilities to know everything first and then hold everything in his hands… Finally, let things go according to his wishes. ”

Boss Luo suddenly asked, "Do you want me to be like this? ”

“No.” The girl shook her head and said, “Actually, it's good... it's good. ”

Click--!

At the same time as the young girl spoke to Boss Lo, Her Royal Highness was not idle - what she did not want and accepted, anyway, was that the two would easily ignore her presence - and since they were ignored, by her nature, they would naturally be ignored.

The voice, exactly what the princess made when she pushed the coffin away...