The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　She was very conspicuous, or rather, she seemed out of place in the drizzle.

　Perlis stood in the distance, watching the formation of the Lupercal fleet.

　Carly stood beside her, holding an umbrella for her.

　""

　When her eyes met Arianwen's, Perlis nodded slightly and walked towards the edge of the cemetery.

　Alianwen withdrew her attention and took a deep breath in the drizzle.

　She closed her eyes and memorized all the feelings at that moment in her heart.

　After the funeral, Arianwen found Perlis at the edge of the garden.

　Perlis was standing in front of three graves, holding a bouquet of white flowers.

　She divided the white flowers into three parts and placed them in front of each grave, then quietly looked at the inscriptions under the umbrella.

　Arianwen knew who the three tombs belonged to; she had been there before.

　The daytime star Halilali Hafurgaard, the sword burial man Hassanka Hafurgaard, and the holy envoy of heaven Kors Hafurgaard.

　Three senior arbitrators.

　""

　Alianwen walked to Perlis's side, looked down at the tombstone soaked by rain, and said softly:

　“May the soul rest in peace.”

　"They guard what they desire, without complaint or regret," Perlis said softly. "Returning to Faun is Mom's last wish."

　""

　Alianwen turned her head and looked at the girl's calm profile, and was a little surprised for a moment.

　"I thought...you came from the sea of ​​flowers..."

　"To me, Hallilali is the best mother," Perlis closed her eyes, "on that dusty planet."

　She thought back to her father in that world: Edward von Valantia, Laplace's second son, who died due to the conspiracy of that old man.

　Icy rain lashed my cheeks, just as it always did.

　The rain never stopped.

　"You must miss her very much." Arianwyn said softly.

　"Don't miss the dead, Arianwen," Perlis opened her eyes and glanced slightly to the side, "As long as we keep moving forward, they will never leave."

　"But I can't do it," Alianwen shook her head. "Before Teacher Hassanka left me for Dust Star, he said he would be back soon and told us to practice well. He would have an exam when he came back."

　"I look forward to his return every day. I am getting better and better at swordplay and can't wait to show it to him."

　"But when you returned to the High Heavens, I learned that the teacher had died."

　"The great sword burial man died on the Dust Star."

　""

　Arianwen leaned over and laid a flower on Hassanka Hafrgaard's grave.

　"Am I too cowardly?" she whispered.

　A hand was placed on her shoulder. Arianwen looked up and was met with gentle bloodshot eyes.

　"Then remember them," Perlis whispered. "Their souls have rested, but your soul still burns."

　combustion.

　Alianwen closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the cold air mixed with the fragrance of the lawn, and restrained her inner flow.

　"The High Seat's next strategic move is to attack the Gelatinous Sea, the home world of the Star-Scorning Tribe," Arianwen whispered. "My fleet has been designated as the vanguard. Meanwhile, the High Seat has approved my request to follow in your footsteps."

　"That's going smoothly. I don't need to negotiate anymore," Perlis chuckled. "Then follow me."

　"now?"

　"Well, gather your think tank and assemble at this address in ten minutes."

　Perlis took out a note and handed it to Arianwen.

　"The next target is Wundai."

　Half an hour later, Alianwen brought the core members of the crew to the location on the note.

　This is a small cafe located on the corner of the street. It is empty and looks like there are no people living there.

　Huayuan City is vast and sparsely populated, so there are quite a lot of places like this.

　However, this cafe seemed to give Arianewen a...different feeling.

　"...Are you sure it's here?" Evadani whispered, "Miss Perlis is here?"

　"Calm down, everyone. We are here to help Miss Perlis, not to chase stars, okay?" Alianwen warned again and again.

　"Of course! Don't worry."

　Alianwen always felt a little unreliable. She sighed softly and reached out to knock on the door gently.

　"Dong dong dong."

　The door opened, and a light floral scent filled the air, accompanied by the pleasant sound of wind chimes.

　On the bar counter of the cafe, two entangled white flowers sparkled in the vase, and Carly, dressed in a maid outfit, was mixing drinks.

　"Welcome to the sea of ​​flowers." Carly smiled faintly at the visitor.

　flower...

　Sea of ​​flowers...?

　Alianwen was completely stunned.

　She looked at everything in front of her in disbelief: the elegant cafe, the endless sea of ​​flowers outside the window, and the mysterious floral fragrance lingering in the air.

　This is... the kingdom of Perlis Havrgard...

　Sea of ​​flowers...?

　"Hey, calm down!" Eva Dani supported Alianwen, "It's not that serious, is it?"

　"Okay...okay..."

　Alianwen took a deep breath. She felt that she had been invoking flow too many times recently.

　"Let's go, it's time to get down to business..." She said softly, stepping into the cafe.

Chapter 693 Heaven (Part 5) -3k-

　Deep in the cafe, Arianwen and her group found Perlis.

　She was sitting at a rustic wooden table, drinking coffee and writing in her journal.

　Hearing the footsteps, Perlis raised her head and nodded slightly to the slightly embarrassed Alianwen:

　"Sit down and wait for me for a moment."

　The Hafgards didn't dare to make a sound. They all found a place to sit nearby, their eyes fixed on Perlis.

　Just as the legend goes, this girl has such an elegant temperament and such a lovely face...

　As if she noticed the gaze, Perlis secretly raised one eye, glanced at him briefly, and sighed softly.

　"Don't be so serious, I'll be nervous."

　"Okay, sorry!" Eva Dani shouted.

　"Keep your voice down..." Alianwen glared at the adjutant, then smiled apologetically at Miss Perlis, "Sorry, Miss Perlis..."

　"fine."

　Pearlis closed the diary, raised her head, and glanced at the crew members.

　"Everyone, just treat me as an ordinary person. When I'm not using pure white fireworks, I'm not much different from you."

　No...? Alianwen didn't dare to refute, but she was not happy in her heart.

　At least in terms of beauty, there is a huge difference...

　At this time, Carly came over with a tray, placed a cup of coffee in front of each person in the think tank, and then sat aside.

　Arianwen said thank you, picked up the cup, blew on it gently, and took a sip.

　The taste is very good.

　"Now that everyone is here, let's get started," Perlis clapped her hands gently. "I heard from Arianwen that the High Seat's next step is to conquer the Gelatinous Sea and settle the matter with the Star-Scorning Tribe, right?"

　"Indeed," Arianwen nodded. "After the Tarek people were annihilated in the Shepherd's Chord incident, the Starscorners' expansion has become unchecked. This time, Talros's crazy actions prove that they have completely fallen into the fanaticism of the Old Gods."

　The Tarik people, a civilization that was once active in the Eden Arm, originated from an Earth-like planet. Through the overlap of millions of coincidences, they acquired the ability of an interstellar civilization and possessed a fairly large fleet and colonies.

　Their war with the Mie Xing people lasted for a hundred years and was always fierce.

　Until the Shepherd's String incident, the Painter of Strings annihilated them all with a single thought.

　An interstellar civilization disappeared overnight.

　After that, the Painter of the Strings fell into a deep sleep with the help of the Star Angels and the Tree of Life, but the Star-Contempt Tribe seemed to have received the oracle long ago and expanded endlessly, soon occupying all the star regions that once belonged to the Tarek people.

　Now, including the battle in the Talros planetary system, their crimes are too numerous to list.

　"All in all, I think the High Command's policy is more effective than directly purifying their home world," Arianwen took a deep breath, "which is... genocide."

　"It's extreme, but for a locust-like civilization... it's not incomprehensible." Evadani said softly.

　Perlis nodded slightly, and her mind couldn't help but recall the Star Central in the depths of the Sea of ​​Lost Souls.

　Its loyalty to the String Painter was terrifying to an incomprehensible degree—even in the face of pure white flames, even when shattered by fear, it had no thought of betrayal.

　control.

　In front of the silver tower, silver eyes were reflected in the windows.

　Icy rain pattered against the café windows.

　""

　Perlis turned her head, looked at the sunny sea of ​​flowers outside the window, and said softly:

　"It just needs a ray of light to wake them up."

　She turned her gaze back to the crowd:

　"It's a pity that the Star-Smiling Tribe can't wait for that beam of light."

　"After years of group-based suppression, their mental networks are almost devoid of dissent," Arianwen shook her head. "Their minds are dead."

　"Follow the High Seat's orders," Perlis nodded. "Your next mission is to serve as a pioneer in the Gelatinous Sea, right?"

　"That's right," Arianwen nodded, "Do you have any plans for this?"

　"Don't worry. I have a feeling that all of these will be different pieces of the puzzle that make up the story, and they will eventually be put together," Perlis said softly. "The Gelatinous Sea, the String Painter, the Law of Words, the players on the other side of the chessboard are making their moves. We need to solve them one by one."

　"We will follow your actions." Arianwen said.

　"Then investigate this with me first."

　Perlis took out a silver alloy plate and placed it on the table, with red inscriptions lighting up on it.

　The Hafurgards gazed upon the inscription, and the information was shared across the ocean of collective consciousness.

　"Uendai..." Alianwen frowned, "I haven't heard of this name."

　"An ocean planet whose coordinates are monopolized, hiding the prophecy from the Three Axis. Finding it...will reveal the location of the String Painter? The High Heavenly Court's database doesn't contain these coordinates..."

　Eva Dani frowned, as if recalling something.

　"Wait a minute...huh? Three-wheeled axle...ocean planet...I think I've heard something about this before, but I don't know if it counts as a clue."

　"Please speak." Perlis turned her head.

　"Remember those silver-robed followers of the Tri-Axis Urke Shakara?" Evadani asked. "The hierarchy within the Silver Robe Order of those followers is very strange. It seems to be a classification similar to a caste system, with those of higher castes naturally having more privileges than those of lower castes."

　"Even on Luperca, the believers follow this system."

　"And according to some...information that's hard to fathom, the high-caste members of the Silver Robe Society all seem to possess organs similar to...fish?"