I will be crowned king

As the half-elf nun disappeared, the solemn cathedral returned to its original dilapidated appearance.

The sunlight outside the window was once again replaced by the howling cold wind, and the smooth murals and vaults were once again covered with broken limbs; priests and believers sitting on benches praying one after another were nailed to bloody crosses again. superior.

Even the stone sculpture of the Ring of Order, which had been "restored to its original state", had returned to the appearance of being shattered into pieces.

Until this moment, Anson, who was hiding in the corner of the cathedral, stepped out of the shadows and gently adjusted the anonymous glasses on his face, trying to stay as calm as possible to suppress the "erosion" of Freya's domain on his own laws.

It was the emotional fluctuations that allowed him to finally understand the logic in Freya's spiritual realm and successfully find the key to repair the gap.

And the core of this logic is... there is no logic at all!

Emotions are the key factor in Freya's field. Only by abandoning the objectivity of the third party, completely substituting her emotions, and then entering her perspective at the moment when the event or memory appears, can you understand what exactly happened and the whole thing. The most critical factor in the matter in her eyes.

Just like Louis can kill the Elf King in the name of "Imperial Knight"... In Freya's eyes, the reason why these Church of Order priests and believers who died in rebellion and civil war were massacred was because the "Ring of Order" and Not showing up to save them, they perished in despair.

The weakness of despair is hope...it has no logic. It seems to be just the temporary thoughts and mood of a naughty girl. She looks on with cold eyes while thinking, "If the Ring of Order comes, maybe they won't be killed by me." "This kind of thought.

Having said that, it seems that she is indeed a naughty girl, and an incredibly strong naughty girl...

Unable to help but complain in his heart, Anson snapped his fingers again to completely disperse the smoke used to create the illusion, so as to avoid causing any unconscious trauma to Freya's spirit in his own domain.

As the damage to the field is gradually repaired, her consciousness should begin to gradually wake up even if she does not notice the change; when the three big gaps no longer exist, the laws that are becoming more complete should actively enter the self-recovery stage... The entire spiritual field , it will probably completely become what it should be, instead of the current royal court covered in ice and snow.

At this moment, light suddenly brightened outside the window and shone in; Anson, who frowned slightly, subconsciously turned his head to look and found that there was a stained glass window still shining with golden sunlight.

Wait, haven't I already canceled [Yuyujia]? Why is there still... wrong!

Anson's expression suddenly changed when he realized what he was doing. When he turned around, he saw that the broken limbs hanging on the crosses and vaults in the cathedral were also burning.

He decisively activated his powers, and then he realized that not only the house, but also the streets around the Cathedral of Praise had been ignited with raging fire; at the same time, the airship crashed from the sky in front of the palace gate. , there are countless "fire rains" wrapped in debris, falling all over the sky.

In a few more minutes, he would be surrounded by a sea of ​​fire!

There was no time to think or analyze anymore. Anson turned decisively and ran towards the church door, his scarlet eyes locked directly in the direction of the palace in the distance.

Almost at the same time he rushed out of the church, the vault of the prayer hall collapsed. Countless limbs and beams, ceiling fragments painted with oil paintings mixed with countless smoke and dust, smashed into the cross and rubble strewn with crosses in the raging fire. The floor made a loud noise that shook the air.

……………………

“Boom——!!!”

The ice covering the palace continued to crack, causing the already overwhelmed building to collapse, rolling up smoke and dust on the ground covered with thick snow; the already snow-colored Yser Palace was completely integrated into the world of ice and snow among.

The young knight holding the lantern was flying through the "ice fog" where it was impossible to tell the direction.

"I have a question, two to be exact."

William, who was held by Louis in his hand, swayed in the wind, and the light of the wick flickered: "First, how were you sure that that shot could defeat... er, I mean yourself?"

"That seems to be a very unconventional move. Since Her Majesty Freya considers you a true model of knight, wouldn't there be a risk of playing into your own hands with moves like sneak attacks or fouls?"

"It's very simple, because I have been defeated by this method before, and Freya also knows about it." Louis said in a deep voice, facing the cold wind, with a solemn expression:

"And I also know that this is not what you want to ask, you just want to flatter me in this way; the second question after the politeness is what you really want to ask, right?"

The swaying William did not answer, but the light of the wick seemed to suddenly become stable.

"I must admit that I seem to have some misunderstandings about you - your temperament, appearance and style of doing things are somewhat deceptive for people like me." William, who was silent for a moment, spoke in a particularly complicated tone. The tone said:

"……Feel sorry."

"No need to apologize." Louis, who remained calm-faced, laughed at himself in his heart:

"So, what's your second question?"

"Oh, it's nothing." William's voice became subtle again:

"It's just, uh... you know where we should go, right?"

"Um?!"

Louis, who looked frightened, swayed and almost fell to the ground; almost at the same time, a nearby tower seemed completely overwhelmed, and countless rubble sword hilts fell from the air.

The young knight didn't have time to think too much. He drew his sword and accelerated his running speed. He used the handle of the sword to knock away the gravel that was about to hit him, and used a sliding shovel to avoid the direction of the collapse of the tower.

"boom--!!!!"

The heavily smashed tower smashed the palace opposite into pieces, leaving behind ruins that completely cut off the road they came from.

In the huge smoke and dust, Louis stared at the lantern in his hand dumbfounded:

"You don't know where Freya is?!"

"Why do you think I know, Monsieur Louis Bernard?" William, shaking, asked:

"I have never said that I know where Her Majesty Freya's consciousness is. The only one who knows accurately is Mr. Anson Bach. You should ask him this question."

Louis: "...Then why do you want me to enter the palace after defeating...myself?!"

"There are still two points. First of all, 'yourself' who was defeated by you made it clear that he was guarding the palace in the name of Her Majesty Freya Moses Field, so there is a high probability that her consciousness is hidden in the palace." William said in a matter-of-fact tone:

"Secondly, if you had not fled into the palace at that time, given your current situation, you would never have been able to escape the spread of the sea of ​​​​fire until the repaired domain gap began to recover."

"It will no longer be the chaotic laws of nature, but the power of Her Majesty Freya's domain; you are not a spellcaster, nor a blasphemous mage. You cannot resist the erosion of the domain, and you may not be wiped out in the blink of an eye - of course. ,me too."

Listening to the other party's seemingly reasonable explanation, the young knight was silent for a few seconds, and then couldn't help but say:

"So what do we do now?"

"Well, it depends on you, sir." William's voice became lazy again:

"If you know where Her Majesty Freya's consciousness may be, we can set off now; if you don't know, my suggestion is not to act rashly for the time being and wait for Lord Anson Bach to come and join us."

"Sir William, you don't really want to help, right?"

"You guessed it right, sir. If Lord Anson Bach hadn't requested it, I wouldn't want to get involved in this kind of thing at all; unlike you, who is a knight, I'm just a scientist."

Listening to those light words, the young knight sighed.

William was right. No matter he or Anson, Thalia was the one who extended a helping hand to him. The only person who was truly responsible and obligated to wake up and save Freya was himself.

If you don't even know what to do, what to do, and you blindly expect others to help you, and expect other people to do it for you, what qualifications do you have to call yourself Freya's knight?

At this moment, Louis' eyes became firm again, and his emotions affected by the erosion of the law seemed to return to normal.

He held up the lantern transformed by William and the broken long knife, and continued to go deeper into the palace.

"Wait a moment!"

William, who had been lazy just now, suddenly became nervous in his voice: "There is a very strong magical reaction approaching you, don't go any further!"

"Magic reaction..." The young knight stopped, thought for a moment and said:

"Is it Anson?"

"No, it's not Sir Anson Bach!" William panicked: "That's..."

"...Louis?"

The soft voice sounded behind the young knight, making him tremble.

He looked back with disbelief. The elf girl in a gorgeous dress tilted her little head and blinked at him curiously.

"Freya..." Louis, whose pupils shrank suddenly, murmured in a low voice, his throat twitching in surprise and joy:

"You, you're already awake?!"

"Are you awake? Freya hasn't slept all this time." The elf girl frowned:

"But Louis, why are you here and all dirty?"

"I……"

The young knight paused, unable to hold back his excitement any longer, and quickly rushed towards the elf girl.

……………………

In the blazing Royal Court of Yser, Anson, with a solemn expression, walked quickly through the burning streets; with the effect of [Rising Fire], all approaching flames were suppressed to a temperature that could not cause harm to him.

Freya's "law" is the fire of passion born from changes in emotions, which has a great curbing effect on most forces that can control the flame; if it is a head-on confrontation, if he cannot use some means, Anson has no absolute The certainty of winning her.

It's just that her field is now riddled with holes eroded by the laws of nature, and there are so many flaws that she can find them without deliberately looking for them. Although she can't reverse the erosion to avoid harming her, she can still manage to crack it.

And just after leaving the cathedral, he suddenly realized why the power that originally belonged to Freya recovered so quickly after the gap was repaired.

The normal situation should be similar to that after his confrontation with Louis and the Elf King. After a period of time, the memory of the original entanglement with the laws of nature gradually dissipated and was replaced by the memory of Freya's power on the other end; excitement, despair or anything. A memory filled with extreme emotions that restored her laws to their original state.

This is the logic of Freya's spiritual realm that is controlled by emotions.

But that was not the case in the Cathedral of Praise just now. Almost as soon as she succeeded in repairing it, the power belonging to Freya immediately took back control... This is not normal.

So besides patching it yourself, what other reasons would cause Freya's field patching to speed up?

There is only one answer, and that is that the forces of natural law that originally "occupied" there took the initiative to leave.

They sensed the threat and took the initiative to evacuate in order to avoid being eliminated - just like when Freya's consciousness was eroded, she voluntarily gave up most of the control over the domain and huddled in a corner to avoid the sight of the laws of nature. …why not the other way around?

Of course you can, and it's very possible!

Along the blazing Royal Court Avenue, Ansen looked towards the palace and his eyes narrowed. A huge magical reaction was rising rapidly in the palace.

And it’s still expanding!

……………………

"Don't go there!"

Just when Louis stepped forward and was about to take the elf girl into his arms, William's panicked voice sounded again: "Please wake up, she is not Freya Moses Field!"

The situation is so urgent that the technical consultant has completely forgotten the honorific: "The magic reaction on her body is the same as that of the Elf King you defeated before, and... and yourself. !”

well? !

The young knight's body suddenly froze, and his eyes trembled slightly in disbelief: "You, you mean she...is not Freya, but...a certain gap?"

"Yes! Uh...no!" William's voice suddenly became cramped:

"I...I can't tell the situation in too much detail, but the runes do show that she is full of corrective energy from the world...Don't get hung up on the vocabulary with me, you just need to know that that thing is fatal to the caster. That’s it!”

"And you relied on Anson Bach's domain ability to bring your consciousness into Freya's spiritual vision. Once you are controlled by that thing, you will be dead!"

The hurried and panicked words made Louis even more at a loss.

Click——

At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared on the smiling Freya's forehead, a crack that appeared after the ice surface was hit.

The angular lines and fine particles divided her smile into two parts.