Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 1116 There's no use in being anxious.
The Sunbeam series doesn't only like pure white or gold as legend suggests.

They were well aware of the colorfulness of sunlight and understood the different levels of flame.

They all really like bright colors.

It's even more normal for people of the Gezar bloodline to have this preference.

Even Yagris, a pure wind-attribute knight, doesn't lean towards cool colors like some of his colleagues.

When Lori discovered that Penelope had collected a bunch of gem fragments, she only instructed her to make these fireworks in the alchemy room inside the castle.

He has taken the precautions to the extreme.

Given the intelligence level of his monitoring array, he might not be able to sense the energy fluctuations of the teleportation crystal, but he could definitely tell that it was not a 'regular gem'.

Generally speaking, the magic circle would immediately beep, or even actively stop the energy reaction and throw that thing away.

It's understandable that Lori's magic circle, which she had meticulously crafted over decades, would encounter an unexpected problem... Nothing in this world is perfect!

But why didn't Penelope set off the teleportation crystal when she was making the fireworks?

Could it be that it's not a fluctuation of magical power?
They only exploded when the two kids were together!
Even though he had convinced himself that fate was indeed so unpredictable and turbulent, Lowry still instantly flew into a rage at the thought.

The laws of alchemy!
Why did it suddenly stop working at this time?

The sun demigod shrank back when he noticed that Lowry was even angrier.

He really didn't mean it!
He's not stupid; how could he possibly use his own descendants as cannon fodder?
Alexius took genuine care of the two children during this time.

He couldn't help but ask furtively, "Should we mention this to the gods?"

"They think they don't know?" Lori laughed sarcastically. "Don't tell me they've already started watching..."

“That’s definitely not the case.” Alexius became serious. “According to the original agreement, the gods should have already begun to slumber by now.”

"Huh?" Lori was startled. "What do you mean? They...the Goddess of the Night too?"

Alexius, who uttered these words, was also surprised: "You actually managed to say it out loud?"

The time has really come!

My lord, you are now fast asleep in the sun.

They will not awaken again until the will of the world has completed this path.

He looked at Lori with a somewhat confused expression and said, "The gods... apart from the Goddess of Night who uses the same name as her nickname, the others have completely concealed their names."

This is because, after determining that the world's will had sacrificed itself and could never return, the gods used their names to preserve a portion of the memories and aura associated with that being.

That was the true name that condensed after resonating with the laws.

"All of them?" Lowry asked in surprise.

Alexius shook his head: "I don't know who they are either."

Logically speaking, those who believe in God shouldn't be able to do this.

Even if they are descendants of true gods, their names are tainted by the fire of faith, making it impossible for them to do what only the purest power of laws can accomplish.

But they also concealed their names.

It's very likely just to deceive the enemy.

Even if Yu Shui didn't know these things, she could guess a little bit about them.

But even if she intends to cut herself off from the world, she only has one chance.

The gods aren't stupid; they only use a part of the name.

Moreover, they were used simultaneously.

To crack the code, you have to shout out those words at the same time, without omitting or adding a single one.

Among those few gods of faith, there is a very likely one who actually possesses an innate law.

The existence of the descendants of a true god is actually quite unreasonable.

Even if he doesn't use that law to become a god, he will still be under his control before that law condenses into a new god.

Rainwater—you probably can't guess who it is.

Alexius thought for a moment and added, "She probably doesn't even know how the Goddess of Night works."

"Are they trying to revive the world's will, bringing back its memories?" Lowry asked, seemingly without asking a question.

Alexius ignored his dazed state and gave a direct affirmative answer: "Yes! When he finishes walking this road from north to south, he will probably be able to gradually recover his memories completely. As for how much he can awaken, no one can guarantee that."

But given the chance, the gods… especially our lord, will never give up.

"If the gods are asleep, then who will call out those names?" Alexis asked, clenching her fist.

“You’re overthinking it, Alexius,” Alexius quickly explained. “The name appears automatically every time he passes through a zone of divine worship, and it gradually unlocks.”

It has nothing to do with Mikhail and Penelope.

They were just walking...

Even if it weren't them, there would definitely be others.

Even if I have some thoughts, I won't go after them.

Instead, the people and events they encounter along the way will receive more attention.

To put it bluntly, Mikhail and Penelope's affair couldn't be kept secret. Everyone knew they had embarked on a destiny-bound journey.

Those who only want to protect themselves will simply avoid their routes of action.

Only those with impure motives and those who are already part of the same destiny will gravitate towards them.

The gods are asleep, but the demigods under their command are not.

This is the best opportunity to win the favor of the gods, and the loyal demigods will definitely do everything in their power.

Just like Alexius.

Although he always takes his time, if the two children's trip really runs into big trouble, he will definitely be at the forefront to clear everything away.

He has the right to be rightfully in charge!
"The Gods... the Faith District?" Lori asked with a strange expression. "No wonder they chose our bloodline."

The sun god has no religious districts; he exists entirely on the basis of his two children.

Alexius scratched his head: "Actually, I originally thought Antirochus would be chosen."

Antirochus shifted uneasily in the corner, startling Theodoric into a stiff posture.

“His bloodline and personality are both quite…” Alexius suddenly shook his head, “too upright, that won’t work either.”

If he stays in Emilia City, he'll probably be in big trouble.

"I definitely won't choose him; it's too obvious."

Euphemia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief... Even though her fate had already changed, she still felt uneasy.

After all, if it were her original fate, her choice would have been so crucial... She had only made the most common choice for a noblewoman, yet it seemed as if she had committed a heinous crime.

If that thing really happened, wouldn't it be a mistake she made because of her greed... If she had self-respect, self-love, and self-reliance, and didn't rely on men or want power and strength, then everything would be fine!

She knows it's pointless to dwell on things that are long gone, and she's let go of many of them, but she still feels uncomfortable when she thinks about them occasionally.

Most importantly, why should Antiochus be deprived of his human status because of her choice?

But it's okay now.

She and her brother are evenly matched, each with their own unique charm.

Euphemia doesn't care whether her fate is someone plotting against Antiochus... If we're both implicated, then it's fine.

Alexandra was silent for a moment before letting out a cold laugh: "Heh~"

She didn't say anything, but that "heh" was indeed quite meaningful.

After thinking for a moment, Lowry reassured them, "The two children have a lot of good things, and their life force is very stable. The magic array has been monitoring them, and we will be able to determine their whereabouts soon."

He said this the moment it happened, and Chesca is still guarding the protective array!
But he felt that he should say it again at this point.

Alexandra should be able to take this to heart.

Yagris opened her mouth, but chose not to speak... She was a little worried: if fate could blow up two children with a harmless firework, could a magic circle related to the laws really find people?

But she felt that the people here should all be able to think of this, so she decided not to say it aloud and upset them.

Fortunately, the child should be safe.
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“Mom must be so worried!” Penelope said sadly, holding a bowl of hot mutton soup.

"Drink the soup," Il said without even lifting his eyelids. "You brought the medicine yourself, so you have to drink it no matter how bad it tastes."

The most important thing is to ensure that the body is not affected by the cold for a period of time.

Pepe tilted her head: "Should we send a bowl to those two over there?"

Il looked at her in surprise: "You know her?"

“Alex.” Pepe pursed her lips. “There’s a portrait of him in a book called ‘The Story of the North.’”

Surprisingly, he really didn't die!
That's strange, wasn't it said that he didn't get along with his own son?

It seems it was Lancelot... oh, his son should be called Lancelot... who saved him.

"The Northern Chronicles"?
Mikhail searched his memory for a while before he remembered what book it was.

It should be considered the kind of romantic fantasy novel that ladies and young women like to read?

For example, the romantic entanglements between a beautiful, independent, stunning, and powerful female adventurer and many other powerful individuals.

In recent years, the North has been a major area affected by this kind of literature.

After all, the emergence of two new generation kings, both of whom had been adventurers, makes them natural material for novels.

He just hadn't expected that these people would even dare to make the portrait of the Icefield King so realistic.

Of course, it's also because Penelope's intuition has always been very effective in recognizing people.

He asked curiously, "Where is Leon's portrait?"

“They skirted the line, it was a profile shot,” Pepe thought for a moment before answering. “If I hadn’t seen the proper portraits at Lowry’s place, I probably wouldn’t have recognized them either.”

Mikhail immediately grasped the key point: "There's a portrait of Alex in the castle too, right?"
Can't you be serious for once, Peipei?

“You didn’t go see it yourself!” Penelope said, displeased. “It’s right behind the portrait gallery!”

Moreover, I wasn't wrong; I compared them to the past, and they are absolutely identical.

Mikhail sighed helplessly: "Whatever... but what does the Icefield King have to do with us?"

(End of this chapter)