"Qili, I finally found you, I love you!"
"It's you, Mika, have you come to save me? Actually, I am the Elf Princess of the Ancient Divine Continent, only the kiss of the True Destiny Prince can restore my strength!"
"That place is too dirty, it won't do..."
The vibration from the rail sleepers brought by the train's rumbling entry into the station, the retina flickeringly recovers the strong light escaping from the window.
Mika woke up from the dream, his face's charm tattoo wriggling like a living creature.
Looking at the scenery outside, it is the entry checkpoint of the Aran Affiliated Country. These small countries don't qualify as strategic buffers and haven't been annexed by Aran, merely the Empire's backyard.
Today is the seventh, this is the second to last checkpoint.
The train engine pulled only three carriages, speed set fast, scraping by the deadline all the way to Aran, tonight is the last checkpoint, Western Aran border entry point, hope there won't be any troubles.
Seeing the royal insignia on the train, these officials of the affiliated countries wouldn't dare to search the goods transported by the Church Court, not to mention routine checks. They merely went through the motions, didn't even get on the carriage, filled the form, signed, took less than half a minute before the train engine activated again, heading towards the greatest city east of the Narrow Sea, truly the tallest city in the world, Aran Imperial City.
At this speed, it will arrive at the final showdown during the Continent Martial Arts Competition at the Stargazing Festival on the evening of September 9th, the Royal City PK, winner becomes king.
Watching the lush greenery rapidly passing by outside the inland hinterland.
Mika glanced at the large coffin beside him, eight meters long, two meters wide, with extremely exquisite craftsmanship, it must be the coffin used for burying royal relatives.
Zote died and yet it's so grand.
If good people are to be hacked to pieces, while the antisocial manic sword species can be taken down with a bullet, then... the Holy Spirit lords in heaven must be messing around every day, truly annoying.
Mika already had a clear plan in his mind.
Currently, his disguised identity is the last survivor of the Eighteenth Formation of the Time Sword, and the Dragon Lord's arm badge taken from the corpse of those cult leaders, the highest rank is Cardinal, which is a big position.
It is perfectly possible on September 9th evening to find a random excuse to force entry into Qili's backstage dressing room for routine inspection, no one would dare to question.
But what happens after seeing her...
Of course it's not like those dumb pirate folks saying to directly assault, or drugging, everything will have to happen naturally, only by winning Qili can he reach the end of this road.
This is the peak of Evgeny in the singing world, a feat difficult for mankind to surpass.
Nian Nu Jiao·Attending the Stargazing Festival
Holy Spirit Calendar 27th century, Mika [Author]
Beauty shyly covering her delicate face, white attire shining like snow, black hair like a waterfall.
The rainbow attire embroidering cranes of love, though gold couldn't ferry across.
Xi Zi holding her heart, the lonely beauty burning with passion, triumphing over the cold moon skin and bones.
Immortal elegance blending ink, countless painting volumes can be ground.
Suddenly remembering the beauty of the East Sea, enchanting outside the tent, eternal hero spirit resides.
Soft intestines around the fingers all turned into blades, severing the worldly morning and evening.
The sound of lute and harp fades, the gold cup wine chills, alone facing the fortress far away.
Beauty ages easily, yet seeking the warmth of youth.
"I must go...just like in the end everyone will die."
Mika made up his mind, this is not a matter of wisdom or not, it's something he must do!
Uncertain whether it's the terrifying will infecting the passage of the Annihilation Domain, Mika's body erupted with the bloodlight of the Dark Demon Scripture, but soon calmed down.
"Not a bro...you truly are a divine being!"
Trapped inside the small metal glass bottle, Carrie couldn't hold herself anymore, even if Calirabos himself came you'd surely go up and try, right? What on earth is with this person?
No wonder at the Boneyard's ruins, not only did he resist her Illusion Technique, but completely countered it, is it talent or something else.
"Now is not the time for your sarcasm, when I reach the Martial Arts Competition site, I will hand you to Saleret, then it's the triple Rashomon."
If Saleret really has the ability to reach the Champion of the Continent Martial Arts Competition, then it's genuinely offering a double great gift to the Emperor, it's a strong claim of the Overlord Descendant, and a reason to flare up against the Church Court.
Plus Liszt eliminating harm for Aran.
Actually showing the Emperor some face, that's fine, but damn, playing with stick and carrot, PUAing the top macho man of the Western Continent, that's terrifying, I swear.
Carrie was speechless, not knowing what these pirates were thinking. The Sect's Demon Occupation Period might really start a fight, but so many years have passed, now if the Eternal Sect is all humans, those fanatics might even bite you back.
"Let me go, good brother, I'll let you be on top for a lifetime."
Various M shapes in the bottle, mirror rotated ninety degrees into F shapes.
But Mika was unmoved, saving his strength for the largest battle.
The timing was on a thin line, no extra time for inspection in the interim.
This night is the final test, if they pass through the inspection at the Western Aran border, then the Church Court's scheduling will definitely give this train the highest priority, all green lights, or it simply won't make it.
The Church Court train carrying Zote's body and Mika has already arrived at the Aran border checkpoint, in the dark night.
Night, watchtower, searchlights, barbed wire, fully armed soldiers with guns, all looking fiercely determined.
This isn't a checkpoint of an Affiliated Country that can be bluffed through easily, whether or not it's the Church Court's train, even a Holy Spirit passing by must undergo inspection.
The train gradually slowed down, stopping at the inspection point.
The Emperor nurtures a crowd of fanatics, created countless military departments, Mika couldn't distinguish these dumb soldiers whether they were army or some sort of singer from the National Guard, anyway, these Military Masters were quite imposing.
"The data shows it's a train returning from Mulong, belonging to the Church Court's Time Sword 18th Formation from the missionary campaign."
The soldier handed the information form to the officer, who saw something incredible on it.
"Oh, they need to conduct a thorough inspection on all personnel and items being transported."
The officer glanced casually, but didn't take it to heart. The soldiers below didn't know exactly what happened in Mulong, but he as the high authority at the railway border must be on high alert.
Right now, Mika is the one with the most authority to speak on the train, he gulped, it was about to be the moment of witnessing a miracle, either the officer gets bluffed into letting them pass, or he would have to break through and retreat shamefully.
Seeing the officer leading the soldiers about to board the train.
Currently, Mika was disguised, wearing the Eternal Sect priest's robe, a rough iron dragon face helmet, and the arm badge of a Cardinal.
"You have no right to inspect, these are the Pope's personal belongings, and everyone on this train is confidential personnel transporting the personal belongings."
Mika stood his ground at the entrance of the carriage, blocking a line of Military Masters outside.
"The Pope's personal belongings?"
The officer was somewhat bewildered, had the soldier take the information form again, checked it, it was indeed written like that.
Now it is the time of the Continent Martial Arts Competition, the military department leaders were fiercely competing internally, not putting focus on Mulong, but they had been informed of major happenings in Mulong, requiring thorough searches on returning trains, even if it's Dragon Lord himself pulling the strings.
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He became the sacrifice between the Royal Court and the Sect's rivalry, should they search or not?
Fear not the official, but the regulations, yet the orders came from above, with strict commands and notifications, damn it!
"Move! Or according to Aran law, you will be regarded as illegal entrants, and I have the authority to kill you all!"
The officer, too, was hard-headed, raised his hand, a squad of fully armed gunners approached, uniformly raised their guns.
Mika was dumbstruck, it was said that Aran's military and police were particularly domineering, but damn, this was too domineering, not even the Pope's belongings mattered?
What to do? If Zote were to be opened prematurely, that's truly screwed, not to mention the Emperor wouldn't be pleased, the Pope knowing in advance would be even more displeased.
Mika's mind raced, but Qili's whereabouts were uncertain, only accurately locating her every September, should he wait another year, or damn it should he storm into the Imperial City to deal with Qili? Is that feasible?
Just as the situation was deadlocked and the officer was about to directly yank Mika down.
"Has the Pope's dignity become worthless now?"
Someone who had been waiting at the checkpoint all along spoke.
In adherence to the "Dragon Lord's True Prophecy."
He wore chain armor, left hand adorned with the arm badge of the Great Sect Chief Priest, holding Dark Demon Scripture, looking incredibly young, seemingly just over twenty. According to experience, it's impossible for someone this young to serve as Chief Priest, like just graduating becoming a director, it would undermine the entire system's structure.
It only indicates that this person holds an extraordinary position within the Eternal Sect.
Mika felt that the person looked incredibly familiar, like someone he had seen before, but couldn't recall, appearing younger than himself, yet the entire aura was terrifying beyond measure.