Hate Me, Miss Witch!

Chapter 112 I am from "Akatsuki" (7k)

"Experience a real death"

Xia Ya stared at the blue light curtain in his mind and fell into deep thought.

He can actually understand the mission conditions of this historical reverberation given above.

After all, Tongzi's name is "Destined Villain".

Eternal infamy, as well as hatred and so on, are actually the expansion and extension of the novice mission.

However, this newly revealed fourth soul covenant information has shrouded everything in this historical remnant with layers of fog.

Xia Ya did not forget that he only revealed this information after entering this historical reverberation.

"Experiencing a real death..."

“When a person is killed, he dies.”

"If you really want me to simply die, I'd be a fool not to do it."

While thinking, Char quickly walked towards the outside of the cathedral.

As a newly promoted Templar Knight, Char was also assigned a room of his own in the towns surrounding the church.

Theoretically speaking, as a Templar Knight with four rings, he can already be called a master, and he can be called a strong person no matter where he is.

Even if you own a separate mansion, or even be directly awarded a noble title, it is not too unusual to own an entire village or town.

But because of the abyss monsters that are now rampant on the land of Esgania, many once-fertile towns have been abandoned. Countless refugees have left their homes and sought refuge in areas guarded by great knights and strong men.

Therefore, the land around the Dawn Cathedral has become extremely scarce. In addition, the Holy See of Dawn emphasizes integrity and dedication. Compared with powerful men of the same rank, the treatment of clergy is indeed not too high.

Xia Ya walked and stopped all the way, and finally found her room in a row of private houses.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, with only the simplest wooden furniture. Even the lighting fixtures are kerosene lamps, not the magic lamps that have been popularized in later generations.

Like everything around the Cathedral of the Dawn, it is simple in the extreme.

The clothes they wear are just coarse cloth, and their diet is mostly the most ordinary rye bread and water.

But along the way, Xia Ya found that in the eyes of the civilians living here, instead of being dissatisfied at all, they were only happy.

Fortunately, in such a troubled time, they can have a good meal under the protection of the Holy See of Dawn, instead of worrying about their lives being destroyed by the tide of monsters that will hit them at any time. engulf.

This has changed a lot the stereotype that Char has had about the Holy See due to his many works in his previous life.

"For whatever purpose."

"Whether it's preaching, gathering faith, or accumulating good reputation...but the Holy See has indeed established a place of order in the chaotic times of Esgania, providing a place for these displaced victims. "

"Perhaps not all of them are judged by their deeds but not their hearts, but there are indeed many people in the Holy See who are maintaining order and protecting all people."

"No wonder she chose to become the Saint of Dawn."

In Xia Ya's mind, the figure of a girl could not help but appear.

Wearing a white dress, she smiles beautifully.

There is a soft smile in the beautiful eyes, but it is a little hazy, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Of course, this is the Holy See of Dawn that was just founded before the establishment of the Holy Calendar..."

"The current Holy See is lawful and good...but after a thousand years, it may not be corrupt."

A thousand years can change many things.

Maybe the original intention was good, but after a long time and living in a high place for a long time, it deteriorated. This kind of thing has happened thousands of times.

After all, there are only a few people like Sylvia who can stick to their true intentions and remain unchanged for five hundred years.

Xiaya closed the door, sat down on the wooden table, and lit the kerosene lamp.

Then, he took out a pen and paper from his "space pocket" and wrote on the paper while organizing his thoughts.

This was Xia's habit all along. If it hadn't been for this, he wouldn't have taught Sylvia how to write a diary to relieve her worries and relieve boredom in the reverberations of the history of the ancient Cangting Kingdom.

Who is a serious person who keeps a diary?

However, the words he wrote were Chinese characters, so even if someone used divination or extraordinary abilities to detect what he wrote, they would only think it was a bunch of gibberish.

"1. Negative legend"

"2. The favorability and hatred of important figures in this historical reverberation"

These two items are also the main goals of Char's historical reverberation.

After all, he entered the Reverberation of History to obtain mission rewards and improve his strength.

It’s just a matter of brushing up points, it’s not shabby.

Of course, it is actually not easy to achieve these two conditions.

Because whether it is to be famous for eternity or to be infamous for eternity, it is not something that ordinary people can achieve.

At least the bad deeds you have done must be sensational enough and involve a high enough level to qualify as evil deeds to be sung by the world.

To put it more bluntly, if you want to be a villain, you must have strength as a support... Otherwise, you just bully men and women, and rob civilians. Why should you be burdened with eternal infamy and gain any history? Legend.

Based on Xia Ya's own judgment, his current rank is at the high level of the fourth ring, and his true combat power, even if he cannot use the fourth soul covenant, should be around the peak of the fifth ring.

If you also make targeted preparations, or give your opponents BUFFs such as being careless and underestimating the enemy, and exchange some one-time props for krypton gold when necessary, then you will be able to fight against ordinary title-levels... ...For example, that "Silver Fox" Lille who never rests in peace.

However, according to the information collected by Xia Ya, in the current Esgania, even title-level combat power is actually nothing.

Moreover, there are also the favorability and hatred values ​​of important people.

Xia Ya waved the pen in her hand, drew three more circles, and then filled in a few Chinese characters in the circles.

"The humble king Vortigern, the monster of the abyss"

"Thousand-year City, Blood Clan"

"Morning Church"

His pen tip paused slightly, and then he drew a larger circle.

"King of Knights"

These four are the players who are qualified to play chess in this chaotic chess game with the reverberations of history.

The first three are currently the largest forces in Esgania. According to the white-robed bishop named Sauron who talked to Char previously, there are legends among these three parties.

And he is different from the ordinary legendary cardinal of the Holy See of Dawn.

Whether it is the humble king Vortigern or the vampire prince who is the ruler of the thousand-year city, they are not just ordinary legends.

This also led to the fact that among the three parties, the Holy See of Dawn was actually the weakest party and could only settle in a corner. If it were not for the fear of the Holy Court of Feilengcui, it might have been destroyed or expelled from Esgania long ago. field.

The final "Knight King" seems to have not yet appeared, but according to real history, he is the real winner.

It won't be long before it will rise like a comet, quickly gaining the support of other idle princes, knights and nobles throughout Esgania, and eventually unify the entire territory.

Then, in the holy city of Camelot, the immortal Foresta Empire was established.

As for the level of strength, there is no need to mention it.

As the future master of the holy sword in the lake, the King of Knights has completely transcended the boundaries of the throne, eight rings upward.

No matter who it is, none of them can be touched by Xia Ya today.

Legend and title level may seem to be separated by just one step, but they are vastly different. They cannot be easily overcome by relying on the opponent's carelessness or targeted restraint.

Xia Ya paused slightly, and then drew a new circle on the paper.

"Cain"

That's right.

It's like no matter how powerful Sylvia herself is, what is more remembered by the world is her identity as the owner of the White Tower who built the White Tower. Just an empty mausoleum.

And those with the most widespread infamy in history have always been those who are cowardly and traitorous, rather than some wanted criminal with superior strength.

Since in a short period of time, the gap in individual strength cannot be bridged.

Then, if you want to gain legendary status, you can only form a force.

In this regard, Charia has a unique advantage, that is, he comes from the future and knows the historical development of certain important nodes in this historical reverberation.

Even if it lacks hard power, it can still rely on its understanding of historical development to establish Cain and its own organization's name at some key nodes.

"Since you want to increase your score, you have to make it bigger."

"He has been blamed for all the evil in this world for eternity. The evil organization he founded must not be inferior in quality."

"Well, and in order to increase the favorability of those important people first, this organization and myself as Cain have to show a positive image in the early stage. Only in the end can there be a reversal to maximize the benefits."

Xia Ya thought for a moment and soon came up with an idea.

His thoughts moved slightly.

next moment.

One side of red and one side of black cloth were taken out by Char from the "space pocket".

After experiencing the last incident of grilled fish without seasoning, Char learned to be smart and upgraded the shiny "space pocket" to the perfect level, which was filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items.

It doesn’t matter whether it is useful or not, it must be available anyway.

"Mimi~ (what happened?)"

There was a flash of red light, and the little silver spirit was summoned with a confused look on its face.

It was still practicing swordsmanship in the soul covenant space before, and it was still a little dazed after being summoned.

But then, it saw two pieces of cloth, one red and one black.

There are also clothing concept drawings transmitted by Char's spiritual power through the connection between the soul and the soul.

"Mmmmmmm?"

The red, clear eyes were full of doubts.

"Then what can be done?"

"Since it is the evil organization behind the scenes that will be responsible for all the evil in this world and infamy throughout the ages in the future, it must have uniform costumes."

Xia Ya patted Little Silver Spirit on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"In these troubled times in Esgania, it is not easy to find a serious tailor."

"Chihong, you are already a mature pet, it's time to learn to make your own clothes."

"After all, he is also a Silver Spirit who has practiced his cutting skills to the point of "transcendental sainthood". It's no problem to work part-time as a tailor. There is no difference between scissors and swords. Anyway, they are all cutting, cutting, cutting. "

"Mimi, Mimi~ (Yes, is that so?)"

Chihong blinked, feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't find any evidence.

It turns out that if you practice swordsmanship by yourself, your employment opportunities will be so wide... Why didn't you know this before?

I can be a chef and a tailor again.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that this is really the case. It is nothing more than one cutting people, one cutting vegetables, and the other cutting cloth.

Its astral body flickered for a moment, and finally it obediently turned over the two pieces of rags.

After all, he is also his own beast master, can he really be a big liar and deceive him?

…

Over there, the little Silver Spirit was busy with scissors and two pieces of cloth.

As a hard-working talent, Chihong, like Xia Ya, has the obsessive-compulsive disorder that if you want to do something, you must do your best.

In order to become a qualified tailor, it even called out its best friend Yin and asked the little ferret to use Tsukuyomi to help it simulate the process of cutting cloth over and over again, for fear that something would go wrong.

Char on the other side focused on the last thing.

"Experience a real death."

The general course of action in the current reverberations of history has been determined, but this riddle remains unsolved.

"Since experiencing death is regarded as a condition for unlocking the fourth soul covenant."

"In other words, if I want to die now, maybe it won't be that easy?"

Xia Ya thought for a moment, and suddenly said to the hot plastic sisters who were working as tailors: "Chihong, give me a knife."

"Mmmmmmm?"

"嘤嘤嘤?"

Not only Red, but also Silver looked at Char in shock with those ruby ​​eyes.

Could it be that his master couldn't bear the pressure under that terrifying Shura field and went insane?

"I'm not kidding, seriously, chop me quickly, remember to be gentle."

"Mmmmmmm..."

After all, my arms couldn't hold my thighs.

Driven by the soul covenant, Chihong was still forced to carefully control her strength and cut out a weak sword energy.

Poof.

The sword light penetrated into Xia Ya's arm, creating a medium-deep wound, and bright red blood gurgled out.

Although after receiving feedback from the Soul Pact, Xia Ya's physical fitness has also increased to a considerable extent, and her self-healing ability has also improved.

But even so, a wound of this magnitude would take a day or two to recover by healing alone without taking any therapeutic alchemical potions.

However, the next moment.

However, Xia Ya clearly saw that the wound on his hand stopped bleeding the moment the wound appeared.

Then it heals, scabs, and falls off.

In just three or four seconds, his wounds disappeared, and even the scars were quickly fading.

Observing everything that happened to his body, Xia Ya's pupils shrank slightly.

"Quick, Red."

"Cut me again, this time directly chop off my arm."

"Mmmmmmm? (Is this man finally crazy?)"

…

Half an hour later, inside the room.

Char, Red, and Silver looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

For a moment, everyone was a little confused and didn't know how to speak.

During the period just now, Xia Ya and Chihong tried many times.

The most cruel time was when Xia Ya even let Chi Hong cut her in half and turned into "Xia Ya".

This is also the limit that the healing alchemy potions stored in his space pocket can heal.

However, even in this life-threatening situation.

The body that had obviously been broken into two parts actually completed its reorganization and self-healing within a few seconds.

In less than ten seconds, Xia Ya became a normal person again.

This recovery speed has even surpassed the racial skill unique to elemental life forms - "Super Speed ​​Regeneration".

But that skill is obviously dependent on the characteristics of elemental life, and each regeneration requires a large amount of magic power. Once the magic power is exhausted, it cannot be regenerated.

But Xia Ya can be sure that he is definitely flesh and blood.

And that kind of self-healing ability seems to be not consumed except that Char will still feel the same pain.

No matter whether it is vitality, mental power, or magic power, there is no loss at all. I can even actively control the speed of physical regeneration...

Just outrageous.

It is simply immortal in the true sense of the word.

This kind of self-healing ability, which can be called a bug level, reminds Xia Ya of the immortal vampires, or vampires, in various magical works in his previous life.

It's strange to say that what I traveled through was clearly a real Western fantasy world, where even races such as succubi, dragons, elves, and dwarves existed...

But in the real timeline, Chara has never heard any rumors or news about the vampires.

However, in this historical reverberation, Char found news about the vampire clan and the mysterious "Thousand-Year City".

"In other words, in these thousand years, the vampire clan has declined."

"The abnormality in my body cannot be due to the fact that my race is not human, but the last vampire, or a weird setting like a half-blood prince."

In the past half hour, Xia Ya had such speculations.

But in the end, after a series of attempts, he overturned this guess.

He is not a vampire, at least, not in the traditional sense as Xia Ya knows.

Garlic didn't work. He ate a whole garlic, which was very fragrant and appetizing.

Sunshine, ineffective...Xia Ya had been in the sun for an unknown amount of time on the way just now.

Silver products... Anyway, he held Chihong and jerked off for a long time, until the little Silver Spirit's astral body began to steam, but he didn't feel any discomfort.

As for crosses, holy water, etc... well, Char had experienced them all when he was made a Templar knight just now, and he didn't see any difference.

After thinking about it, Xia Ya could only bury this confusion in her heart.

However, according to his current self-healing ability, he found that it was really difficult for him to "experience a real death".

According to Char's estimation, even if he puts himself into a meat grinder, he can recover from the state of a puddle of rotten meat.

"I don't know if my self-healing ability is only effective in this historical reverberation, or if it is also useful in reality."

"However, if this happens..."

Xia Ya looked at the papers listing many plans on the wooden table, and at the side of the robe that had been formed under the processing of silver and red.

"Some things can be done more boldly."

…

On the endless grassland.

The setting sun was setting in the west, and the blood-like sunset dyed the entire sky red.

Qiang——

The sword sounded.

Isadella stared at the square and neat stone piers in front of her.

On the stone pier, there is a gorgeous long sword.

Sword in the Stone.

It is also the proof of kingship.

"He who draws out the sword pierced in the stone."

"He will be the future new king of this land."

I don’t know where this rumor came from.

But thanks to this, all the famous knights in the whole territory come here with the desire to be the king and the sense of mission to revive Esgania.

However, everyone eventually left disappointed.

And now, Isadella holds the hilt of the sword in the stone.

No one would think that such a young knight was qualified to be recognized by the Sword in the Stone, and the onlookers had already left.

But in contrast to the other knights who came to draw their swords and felt uneasy, she was extremely calm about the final result of drawing their swords.

"How does it feel? This feeling of one thought of heaven and one thought of hell."

"Your future destiny, whether you will live your whole life as a mediocre knight, or whether you will become the king who ends the troubled times, will be decided the moment you draw your sword."

At this moment, a vague and hazy voice with difficult to distinguish details sounded behind her.

"Is it a symbol of being a king?"

Isadella chuckled.

"But why does a true king need to rely on a dead thing to decide and make a choice?"

“It’s good that I can be recognized by The Sword in the Stone.”

"But even without its recognition, I will still complete this road of becoming a king."

In the distant sky, a vast sea of ​​clouds floats.

next moment.

Qiang——

The sword was pulled out of the stone.

The rays of the setting sun fell on the sword's edge, reflecting a glaze-like color.

boom--

At this moment, a huge roar came from the distance.

What followed was the cries of the refugees, and the smell of corruption that came through.

Isadella looked around and quickly understood the situation.

Tide of monsters in the abyss.

The abyss monsters wandering throughout Esgania have somehow gathered into multiple groups and wandered here.

Originally, because of the Sword in the Stone and the Prophecy of King Selection, many famous knights gathered here.

Those who are qualified to be called great knights are at least fourth-level beast control masters, and there are even title-level experts with fifth or even sixth rings.

However, in the face of the oncoming wave of monsters, none of these great knights dared to fight.

It was a real sea of ​​monsters.

Although in fact, most of the high-level abyssal monsters are in the royal city where King Vortigern is located, there are also fourth- and fifth-level abyssal creatures in the tide of monsters.

Even a title-level expert, once trapped in it and left alone and helpless——

The only ending is that his physical strength is gradually exhausted, and he is finally swallowed up by the tide of monsters.

And once you are injured by an abyss creature, you must use the holy water of the Holy See to clean the wound, otherwise you will be haunted by the curse from the abyss.

Therefore, most of the great knights chose to escape.

Anyway, they just need to run faster than the refugees.

The silver-haired girl disguised as a man grasped the hilt of the sword.

As a princess who has experienced the most rigorous royal education since she was a child, she knows very well that in the current troubled times, if she wants to embark on the path of becoming a king, she must set up her own flag and become the aspiration of the people.

And now.

The coming wave of monsters was the best opportunity for her to establish her reputation as the King of Knights.

Isadella realized that in this special time and space, most of her mental power, which was close to the throne level, was sealed by the huge mystery of the holy sword. She could only exert the high level of the fifth ring, which was also in line with her current body. Strength.

However, since my original experience is still there, that is enough.

In reality, she has experienced countless confrontations with the Kingdom of the Lost on the border and even in the abyss, which made her know it very clearly.

The formation of this tide of monsters must be due to the appearance of a certain leader of abyssal creatures. As long as the core is killed, the tide of monsters will collapse.

However, just when Isadella was about to take action.

The next moment, her mental strength suddenly became acutely aware that the person behind her who had spoken inexplicably before disappeared.

And when Isadella found the other party's location again, she found that the other party had already appeared on the city wall in the distance.

It was completely opposite to the refugees and knights who were fleeing from the tide of monsters.

The somewhat thin figure fell silently from the city wall.

Like a leaf, it fell into the center of countless ferocious abyss monsters.

Roar--

Those ferocious abyss monsters were startled at first, and then frantically began to bite the human flesh and blood that came to their door.

But the next moment.

boom--

The air twists.

Blazing white light shot into the sky.

What followed was a violent wave of magic power and a huge explosion.

The huge fluctuations of magic power dispersed the clouds in the sky, and even destroyed most of the damaged city walls.

The dust brought up the blast wind, and the sand and dust flew up, making it difficult to see clearly.

In an instant, including the leader of the monsters.

Half of the monsters at the center of the tide of monsters were annihilated by the scorching heat and the impact of the explosion wave.

The other monsters on the periphery still survived, but even so, there was a hint of fear in their eyes when they looked at the center of the explosion.

Abyss monsters are indeed bloodthirsty and ferocious by nature, but that does not mean they are devoid of wisdom and are still afraid of death.

Plus the death of the leader.

In an instant, the originally orderly tide of monsters broke away and dispersed, no longer attacking the city.

Explosive abilities?

Isadella's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

As the princess of a later empire, she is certainly no stranger to this ability. The Gustav Cannon, the trump card of the Alliance of Princes, is based on the same principle.

But she didn't expect that in this era thousands of years ago, there were actually people who had mastered this ability.

From the initial perception, the mysterious visitor did not give her a very strong impression of strength, but at this moment, he was actually able to produce a power similar to that of a single bombardment from the Gustav cannon.

only--

Such a large-scale super explosion.

Even if you have escape abilities such as teleportation, it may be difficult to completely escape the scope of the explosion.

Is he...in order to cover the evacuation of the civilians here, he must stop the tide of monsters at the expense of himself?

In this era, I didn’t expect there to be such a character.

Not only does he possess such explosive technology that transcends generations, he doesn't even have the aloof attitude that strong men are accustomed to, and he has civilians and righteousness in his heart.

Isadella felt a sense of regret in her heart.

Whether in reality or in the reverberations of history, what she lacks most is talent.

It's just a pity that the other party is already dead.

Such a thought just came up.

next moment.

On the land that was turned into white scorched earth by the scorching heat and impact.

A figure wearing a dark trench coat slowly walked out of the hole left by the blast.

The smoke and dust in the sky dispersed little by little.

Only then did Isadella see the other party's true appearance.

The slender figure was wrapped in a dark robe.

The black robe is embroidered with red clouds.

He has black hair and wears a swirling white mask. There is a mark of a slash carved on the top of the mask.

"Who are you?"

Isadella looked at the figure walking out of the explosion smoke.

"My name is Cain."

The vague, indecipherable voice sounded again.

It seemed that through the pores of the mask, he noticed that Isadella was looking at her black robe with red clouds on the black background, and the voice sounded again.

"From——"

"dawn."

…

PS: A 7,000-word chapter.

My wisdom teeth were inflamed last night, and I was in so much pain that I couldn't write words all night. This morning, after the swelling subsided a little, I was able to quickly write words.

I found that I was really too fragile, and then looking at Xia Ya's immortal body, I can only say that it was emotional.

By the way, for the sake of the author who still insists on coding even though half of his face is swollen...

Ask for a monthly pass at the end of the month.