Violet Orchestra

By the time they found Petra, she was surrounded by Devondora and the other Sancho female warriors.

Hiran's bunker is well repaired, and it has been repaired and perfected by adventurers and Hiran residents for many years. The ground is flat and vast, like a huge maze.Violet originally thought that given the size of the bunker, Dewendora would choose to continue on horseback because she was not familiar with the terrain, so they should be able to easily find their location as long as they followed the sound of horseshoes.But for some reason, he saw the female warrior's horses just after he walked out from the entrance.

The war horses were very obedient, obediently lined up and waited in place, only Dewendora's mount snorted vigilantly after seeing him.Violet tentatively reached over to touch its mane, but the horse seemed to hesitate for a moment, then put its raised hoof back on the spot.

The poet breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the dust on the ground, and then pointed out a direction: "It should be going this way."

He chose the right direction. They didn't go too far, and they saw Petra on the opposite side from a fort, and the Sancho female warriors surrounding her.

"Petra is injured." Birkins noticed that her right arm was bloodstained and drooped weakly by her side. "It's her right hand that used the crossbow. It should be broken. The situation doesn't look good."

"Dewendora knows her as well as we do. Of course she knows how to deal with her." Violet was not surprised. It seemed that she had no intention of continuing to attack for the time being, so she breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that what I just said is still effective... I hope Petra will not be stupid and directly hit the knife."

"What should we do now? There is no chance for us to ambush in advance." Hodge asked.

"Wait."

Thanks to the passages and turrets everywhere in the bunker, their shifting position will not be too obvious, and there are many obstacles that can be used to hide.The poet looked around, found a suitable place to eavesdrop, and waved for them to follow.

They carefully used the visual blind spot to switch to another fort that was closer to Dewindola and the others, so that they could see the situation over there and hear their voices.

Violet wiped the dusty fort casually with his sleeve, and stuck to it to listen to the conversation not far away.

"Since you insist that you are not wrong, why did you run away in the first place?"

It was Dewindora's voice.

Petra smiled, as if she felt that her question was a bit redundant: "Someone came to warn me to run, if I don't run, I will die. I just watched her die in front of me, why should I sit in the temple and wait for you to come in?" Execution?"

She didn't say who that person was, but it was her biological mother, and everyone knew it well.

"Samanthaerja combined with Catherine's followers and she deserves to be sanctioned," Dewindola said.

Petra sneered and did not refute.

She knew that her rebuttal was meaningless. Since Dewendora was able to chase Sheeran across such a long distance, she must have the determination to let her die-she was tired of running away, and it would not end if she continued to argue. No, no one can convince anyone, it's boring.

"I know you're not convinced." Dewindora looked down at her with no expression on her face, "But even your friend defended you for a long time, and you didn't say anything, which surprised me."

When she mentioned Violet, Petra finally had some fluctuations on her face, and looked up at her: "Have you let him go?"

"I've always kept my word."

"That's good." Petra responded, and said, "I hope you can continue to keep your promise and don't make things difficult for them."

"So you still don't feel that you are at fault, but you just want to exchange your own death for theirs." Dewendora's face turned cold, and she raised her hand to put the spear point on her neck, "For you, no matter Your own life or the reputation of the rock god is not as important as the lives of those people, am I right, Petra."

This was the first time Violet heard her calling Petra by the name "Petra", and he couldn't even recognize the complex emotions contained in it. He only felt that Dewendora's hands were trembling rarely.

The time he spent with Dewendola was very short, but he could also feel that she actually had feelings for Petra—female warriors are not ruthless killing machines, they also have relatives and friends, Dewendora and Petra Ra grew up together and practiced martial arts together. There is no reason for her to completely treat Petra as a strange sinner.

She can call out the name "Petra", which means that she is still willing to listen to Petra's explanation, it depends on whether Petra is willing to explain...

"The rock god has fallen for a long time, are you still unwilling to accept this fact?" Petra did understand what she meant, but chose the most direct and hurtful method to clarify the truth, "Look at me, where is the truth?" A little bit of divine power? As the priestess chosen by the God of Rocks, I have been staying in the temple to bless and pray, but as early as when I was ten years old, I couldn't sense his breath at all—— "

Her frank words undoubtedly greatly stimulated Dewendora, the latter's hand holding the spear suddenly trembled, and the sharp point of the spear drew a thin wound on her neck, blood flowed out from it, and soon soaked Wet Petra's collar.

"There is indeed a remnant of his divine power in the temple, but it is the power accumulated over hundreds of years, attached to the statue, and it is about to dissipate." She didn't even look at the bleeding wound on her neck, He continued, "The priestesses kept it a secret from generation to generation, and finally they couldn't keep it from me, because he had completely left Mount Trillance and ceased to exist."

Under the angry eyes of Dewendola and the surprised eyes of other female warriors of the same race, she calmly told the truth that she and the former priestesses had concealed for many years.

"There is no longer a rock god, and Trillance Mountain has become a land of no man. Haven't you discovered it, Devendora?"

The temperature in the bunker was very low, and the wound on her neck was not deep, and the blood soon stopped by itself, but the blood that flowed out had already soaked half of her top, which looked much more serious than expected.Seeing that Dewendora lost control of her emotions and was about to raise her hand to kill, Violet finally couldn't help but push Hodge aside, and walked out from behind the fort where she was hiding, exposing herself to everyone's eyes.

"Sorry ladies, I'm being rude, but can I say a few words?"

His voice was not loud, but it strangely echoed in the empty bunker, and everyone's eyes were immediately focused on him.

Petra was ready to be pierced by a spear in the chest, and suddenly saw someone who should never be here, and thought she was hallucinating from the cold: "... Violet?"

The poet walked past her, put down the bandages and medicine to stop the bleeding on the ground, and whispered, "Treat the wound yourself."

Then he passed Petra, who was kneeling on the ground, and stopped in front of Dewendora, who had a cloudy face, and said with a warm smile: "We meet again, Dewendora, I hope you don't think I'm annoying .”

Dewendora is in a terrible mood now, and of course she doesn't have a good look at him: "Since you know that you are annoying, why do you want to follow me to die?"

"Because I have something to say for Petra." Violet looked around, glanced at the faces of every female warrior around, and showed a comforting smile, "I sincerely hope to help you solve some problems , I also hope that you can listen to me, can you?"

"Violet—"

Petra wanted to say something, but he quickly interrupted: "Shut up, and take care of yourself first."

He almost never said harsh words to Petra, because Petra didn't need him, but that's not the case now.Petra was taken aback by his yelling, then lowered her eyes, really picked up the medicine and bandages, and began to treat the wound on her neck with one hand.

Her right hand was broken, and it was very difficult to open the medicine bottle. Violet noticed it out of the corner of her eye, took it over and pulled out the cap for her, then turned to look at Dewendora, and said softly: "I You have been watching from the side, you didn't mean it."

He didn't quite understand what he was saying, but Devendora had already caught his meaning.

He knew that she was just unable to accept the impact, and the spear in her hand was not steady, which scratched Petra's neck.

She didn't intend to kill Petra directly because of that sentence.he knows.

Dewendora suddenly had a feeling of being seen through, which made her feel extremely annoyed.

"Many people must find you annoying." She said with a dark face.

"Maybe." The poet shrugged, not denying her words, "but there are many people who like me."

The hem of his robe was dirty, and his hands and feet had rough wounds. He was obviously in a state of embarrassment, but he had a non-threatening but pleasing appearance and a gentle voice that calmed down unconsciously, which made him say The appearance of saying this not only didn't look annoying, but also seemed to be so pleasing by nature, and even Dewendora didn't refute it.

Knowing that she had successfully interrupted her out-of-control emotions, Violet smiled again, and added: "Actually, you don't have to be so nervous, I can't escape with Petra, and I can't pose any threat to you Why don't we sit down and have a chat?"

"Will you repeat what you just told me?" Devondora gave him a look. "I thought we'd 'talked' enough, poet."

"Of course we can talk about other things." Violet nodded to her, as if he was glad she brought it up, and then he spoke slowly and surprisingly, "For example... let you let Petra go way?"