After confirming that [Mirror Eyes] was no problem, Martin was not in a hurry to leave the spiritual world.

After advanced sequence 7, he found that he had been here for a long time, as long as he did not conduct any special experiments.

Martin looked up and looked around.

Now the island has returned to the aerial river area that he saw when he first entered the spiritual world.

River water of different colors is translucent gelatinous, looking like jelly.

In the blue or yellow river water, some small fish of strange shapes are swimming.

Martin observed for a while and guessed whether the operation of the spiritual world also followed some rules and had its own cycle.

Looking at the colorful environment, Martin's thoughts naturally dissipated, and he looked like he was stunned.

When he is in a spiritual state, his thoughts are clearer and he can pay attention to more details when thinking about certain issues.

The small island in the spiritual world does not exist in the spiritual world, or it does not float in the spiritual world in the form of a small island.

This island, supported by huge books, exists still at a certain point. It will not appear without actively being in the same frequency as the rotation of the spiritual world.

This means that it cannot be seen from the outside world.

The technologies used should involve the space field.

Suddenly, some strange spots of light were captured in Martin's sight.

Aside from the most remote lilac river, a bird with gorgeous feathers flapped its wings quickly and was flying towards itself.

Its appearance is about the same size as a pigeon, but its tail contains three different colors of feathers: orange, red and green, which change evenly, like a rainbow, which is very consistent with the characteristics of creatures in the spiritual world.

Every time its wings flap, white spots of light will float out from the edge of its wings.

But what interested Martin the most was that it was holding a letter on its claws!

This is a messenger, a messenger who can travel through the spiritual world!

Its owner identity is definitely not simple.

Martin subconsciously thought.

The colorful birds soon flew past the island where Martin was.

However, Martin also saw a line of text on the envelope.

[Biography of Grancis personally initiated!]

Not long after flying, the bird flapped its wings and plunged into the illusory space fluctuations, and the colorful figure disappeared into the spiritual world.

Martin stared at the space that gradually became stable, and for a moment, he wanted to keep up and see who was sacred.

Quills can track such spatial coordinates.

But in a blink of an eye, Martin gave up this idea.

"Biography of Grancis".

Martin has no impression of the name.

Gapher was divided into nine dioceses, two temples with eighteen bishops. Although not every name is remembered, most of the names Martin has an impression.

The name Grancis should not belong to any temple in Gaver.

Martin really didn't expect that he could also use spiritual creatures as messengers.

However, it should take a lot of effort to cultivate or tame such a spiritual creature...

After staying in the spiritual world for a while, Martin copied some "Travels of the Spiritual World".

Although you can read directly, writing and describing can enhance memory, and this is also a necessary process for learning a language.

The next morning, Martin was woken up by Tiya.

He opened his eyes and saw Tiya standing by the table, focusing on looking at the watercolor paintings on the table.

Her face showed an interest.

Martin's face turned slightly red.

That was the spiritual world picture he painted when he was free.

His painting skills are really not good at the top, they appear very immature and lack expressiveness.

Not to mention composition, even the color is not used accurately.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Martin stood up in his pajamas and quickly put away the watercolor paintings on the table.

"The Lances attacked, and the vanguard had crossed the Brees Valley and was heading towards the Annu Fortress."

Although Tiya was talking about the war, her eyes were looking at the watercolor paintings on Martin's hand.

In that way, it seems that the information on the front line is not as important as the paintings in Martin's hands.

Sure enough, just after talking about the war, she immediately asked:

"Did you draw these?"

What is time to come is still here!

Martin sighed slightly.

Martin glanced at Tia speechlessly: "War is imminent, shouldn't our current focus be on this?"

Tiya shook her head indifferently and said in a faint tone: "The third prince is guarding the Annu Fortress, it's not our turn to worry about it."

Even though he said so, Martin couldn't help but worry.

After all, Annu Fortress is the last wall east of Falalinburg.

If anything happens, Faralin will have to face the Lance army.

Even though Faralinburg has made enough preparations, time is too tight, and it is a bit isolated and helpless. When facing such a large-scale invasion, there is no chance of winning at all.

Martin asked Tiya to tell him in time whether it was a war in the east or northwest.

This is also why she appeared in her room early in the morning.

After thinking for a while, Martin found that as far as the current situation is concerned, he really can't do anything.

Sighing helplessly, he rubbed his face and began to wash.

For the Annu Fortress, in addition to providing personnel and weapons assistance, Martin couldn't think of many better ways.

What I could think of was that the two bishops and several counts would definitely have thought of, so I would not spend so many brain cells.

After getting dressed and having a simple meal of shrimp balls made by Doriani, Martin and Tiya got on the carriage heading to the city center.

Tuesday, December 25, cloudy.

On the carriage, Martin recorded the date and weather in his notes.

Of course, what is more important is the subsequent records.

[Lance's army entered the Traveler Hill and launched a crazy attack on the Annu Fortress.]

Martin does not have the habit of keeping a diary, but he still makes some records of major events around him.

The last one is a record of a civil war between Rafaz and Tessa a week ago.

Looking at the crowd coming and going outside the window, they didn't know that the war had broken out and were still as busy as before.

Tiya sat opposite Martin, holding a stack of colorful paper in her hand.

"All these are the scenes you see in the spiritual world?"

Tiya asked interestingly in the carriage.

Martin nodded.

In the end, she never gave up on her. The more than ten watercolor paintings were slowly appreciated by Tiya.

Anyway, these paintings do not involve any secrets. Even if people who don’t know the inside story see the painting, they will only think that their child’s graffiti is.

Moreover, even those who have been to the spiritual world may not be able to distinguish the corresponding scene from Martin's paintings.

Besides, Tiya and him are not considered outsiders. Even if they have learned some secrets, it is no big deal.

The only pressure Martin has to bear at the moment comes from his painting skills.

If the knowledge of ritual learning is considered to be a passing grade, Martin's painting skills are equivalent to that of a child who has just learned to hold a pen.

If there is an abstract genre, maybe I can be one of them...

Martin thought in his heart with some self-deprecating thoughts.

After turning a street corner, the towering bell tower appeared in the window in front of the carriage.

Martin remembered the colorful bird I saw last night and the letter on its claws.

"Is there any bishop in Gaver whose name is Grancis?" Martin asked Tiya casually.

Looking up from the indigo watercolor painting, Tiya didn't understand why Martin mentioned this name, but she frowned slightly and thought hard for a moment before shook her head and replied:
To be continued...