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Chapter 164 "Puppet Tantra"

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Isabel stared at the darkness, and the stories emerged in her heart, flying past like frothy phantoms.

Her consciousness became dull in the hallucination, just like dreaming, unable to accurately control her thoughts.

"Is there really a correct answer to this question?"

Such doubts arose in her mind.

But obviously, this sentence is not the answer.

So after hesitating for a long time, Isabel cautiously answered, "Who is the puppet?"

No, that's not right

Isabel was suddenly startled.

But in her hand, the pure white faceless mask still lay quietly. There was fresh blood on one side of the mask, and there was a short arc mark on the left side of Isabel's cheek that had been lightly cut by a knife.

Her nails wandered across Isabel's face. The sharp nails scratched the skin and traveled from Isabel's forehead to the base of her left ear. It was like following the outline of the mask and peeling her face off directly.

Isabel was sweating profusely.

She looked towards the corner of the study room, curiously looking at the two papal guards, and a thought suddenly came to her mind.

I saw the mask hanging down on its own.

The small silver-white harp is decorated with leaves and vines. And between the leaves and vines, there are two red flowers, as deep as roses. And they are entirely carved from a single piece of gemstone.

So Isabel just sighed, "The girl's wish has been fulfilled. After all, this is the place with the most griffons in the world."

Just like the answer Isabel gave, A human figure emerged from the darkness.

"I can't hide it for long."

"I have understanding, but not crazy enough; I have insight, but I am too sober. You are not suitable to inherit everything from me."< /p>

From the beginning, all the stories told around her in the "future" have been under her control.

A short-haired elf girl who looked about the same age as Isabel came over.

Mycroft was stunned for a moment when he saw this.

"You have to show them some color."

Mycroft was a little dissatisfied, "Not long after Minister Aiwass left Avalon, those guys changed one by one." Now the battle in the Round Table Hall is becoming more and more intense. Or do you intend to continue to maintain your political image of being an enemy of Minister Aiwass?"

She looked at Mycroft and comforted him. "Don't worry, Lord Hermes. I have finished reading the tantra book, and I will deal with the backlog of documents as soon as possible."

Her smile was still charming and full of confidence.

Isabel looked at her expectantly.

The Snake Queen suddenly smiled charmingly and stretched her hand towards her face.

"Isabel" on the opposite side chuckled and put on the maskButtoned it on Isabel's face.

As the thin threads in the Snake Queen's hand continued to merge, the surrounding dark screen shrank again.

Isabel murmured softly.

"Don't worry, I will take care of these files, please."

Under Isabel's gaze, the blood-stained mask gradually began to twist and deform, and finally turned into The look of Isabel with her eyebrows lowered and her eyes lowered.

Under the mask, there is another Isabel.

"Oh, that's not true. The main reason is that you have never had the habit of drinking before, and as soon as Minister Aiwass left, you started drinking every day."

She held the hand in her hand. Countless thin lines, and these countless thin lines are connected to those low-hanging masks.

"Can you notice, she is not me?"

At that moment, indescribable fear appeared in Isabel's heart, and she suddenly took a breath of cold air and woke up suddenly.

When Mycroft spoke, Isabel had already taken out the silver-white harp.

Isabel smacked her lips and gave up her random thoughts.

Isabel smiled and stretched out her hand to greet one of them, "Ke'er, come here."

Mycroft said, taking out a handkerchief and wiping his sweat, "My personal I suggest you not drink too much in public."

"If you were me"

Kerr waved generously to Mycroft and showed his face. She had a cheerful smile that was completely different from Isabel's.

"Try wearing this mask."

Isabel continued the previous sentence and asked.

She whispered "I am you"

"What's wrong?"

"There is no problem among the people. It's better to say that the response is pretty good. OK As you might expect, rather than focusing on complex political struggles involving many interests, people still prefer romantic love stories that are artistic and easy to understand, with simple and lively plots. The book you wrote anonymously is based on the story of you and Ai The prototype of the protagonist, Minister Wentz, has been approved. Without knowing your identity, several editors have given very good reviews, so it is being prepared to start printing.

Mycroft smiled bitterly and wiped his sweat again. "Now the folklore is that you had a quarrel with Minister Aiwass, so he left Avalon in anger and went to Star Antimony to find Avalon." Miss Leicester; and you drink to drown your sorrows every day, and you have inadvertently said before that you can see Aiwass if you drink too much."

It also has Set with an amber gemstone the size of an eyeball. Near the gem is a blue and white silk ribbon.

At this time, Isabel pushed open the closet door and jumped out of the study closet.

It is another "Isabel" who wears the same clothes and has the same face as Isabel

The only one who is the same as Isabel.One difference is that "Isabel" wears bright lipstick.

He rubbed his scalp, which had begun to lose hair seriously, and complained, "You can do something. Your Majesty, I think you still have to see these documents in person. I'm not sure."

She imitated the appearance of the snake queen in the illusion and gently loosened her mask.

"Is this the puppet?"

She thought for a long time with a tangled expression on her face, but she didn't think of how she should refute the rumors.

Then she took off the mask.

At that moment, Isabel felt a mysterious connection with the mask.

She couldn't help but admire.

Isabel's scalp went numb for a while, "What are these and what are they?"

There was no snake tail, no white robe, no golden crown, and no red eye shadow.

Isabel suddenly looked down and saw only a thick snake tail.

"Speak more carefully."

Isabel said, reaching out to touch her face.

Under the mask is a short-haired elf girl nicknamed "Ke'er".

"So beautiful"

What about me

Only the Snake Queen standing in front of Isabel has no mask on her face.

Originally, she would probably subconsciously ask, "Who is Anastasia?" But Aiwass had already told her his experience in his dream last night.

The queen took off her pure white faceless mask.

Isabel read the Elvish language.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, when Aiwass comes back, everything will be clear."

It turns out that everything around him is an illusion.

"Huh."

Isabel was stunned for a moment, "I remember that my grandmother often drank with the people, and everyone liked it. Is my image not close enough to the people, or do I look too good? I'm too young to drink."

A dense crowd of snake people stood silently around them, each of them wearing a mask on their face.

Seeing the true astonishment on his face, the corners of Isabel's mouth raised slightly.

In the dream, Isabel subconsciously wondered, "Then who am I?"

But although he guessed Isabel's motives, he raised his head and looked at it carefully. After thinking for a moment, he still shook his head, "I can't see it clearly, at least there is no obvious violation. Or, if you were to be more careful, you should specifically observe which part of the area has the violation."

After it fell, At this moment, an illusory thin line suddenly appeared. Connect it to Isabel's right middle finger.

The deep laughter came: "It's not bad, it's not bad."

"Anastasia, I wish you well"

Compared to these things , it’s better to pray a few more words to Aiwass, maybe the Silver Crowned Dragon will hear it

She raised her headTurning around, she smiled at Mycroft and said, "By the way, do you see anything weird about me?"

Isabel said briskly, "That's it for now. When I officially succeed to the throne, everything will be over." We will see. I remember you said that only the knights thought that we had conflicts, and the people were spreading rumors about us. Then you can ask the newspapers to increase their intensity. As for the quarrel, let them do it. I want to find someone to quarrel with. It is better to quarrel because of this funny reason than to quarrel because of a problem that is not easy to solve."

Mycroft immediately guessed why Isabel asked.

After Mycroft Hermes knocked on the door and received the answer, he hurried into the Queen's study with his briefcase and sat down opposite the Queen skillfully.

This man, who was as carefree and broad-minded as a fat seal, seemed a little anxious at the moment.

The dark and mysterious space turned into an altar in the sky filled with yellow sand.

"The minister's gift is also inside, which is an elf harp."

"You are me."

That is the one in the original story The Charming Snake Queen

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Isabel, who was sitting across from the desk, took the briefcase and raised her head at the same time, “I asked you to carry it for me. Where are the things?"

"What are your orders, Her Majesty the Queen?"

"Did you cast any illusions?"

Isabel suddenly felt enlightened.

She suddenly raised her head and found that she was still sitting at the desk. She did not become the Snake Queen, and she never left Avalon.

She smiled happily, "Then please run back to the Candle Cathedral later and deliver this mask to Aiwass.

Her appearance, His temperament, clothes, height, and hairstyle all changed at the same time.

"But"

As he spoke, he put his entire briefcase on the table and pushed it over.

Mycroft stood up and saluted helplessly.

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