[Western Fantasy] Cardinal's Life Goal

Occasionally she can't remember her own name.

Mengzhong is a splendid and prosperous city, and it will always exude an irresistible heat in the hearts of hundreds of millions of believers.But as a commoner—a beautiful girl, Chunka is not keen on it, so she won't be crazy.After all, those fiery heats are the winter sunshine of nobles, but to her, they are like hot flames floating among the scorching heat of summer.Fiery belief brings sustenance, but it also takes away some people's choices.

Chunka can't remember the name of the businessman who once ate her, which is normal. As a newborn strongman, dead ants must not occupy any space in her brain.Even if he had violated/violated her and was lucky enough to receive her truest hatred.

But what is surprising is that she can always remember the moment when that boy appeared.

— Delin.

Looking at the fiery, twisting flames in front of her eyes, she almost forgot that she was their controller.But at this moment, at the moment when this aristocratic compound creaked and forbearance, at this moment when a certain name was uttered—she suddenly came to life, and those memories that exuded the luster of pearls fell back into her mind one by one. There are a few faint water flowers.

Chunka looked at the bone in front of her that was nestled against her toes, and remembered the name he should have: Getrow.This noble son can only have a handful of ugly ashes left to declare his existence.

How sad, thought Pureka.

Sad aristocrats, sad themselves.

In fact, this was the best ending she had imagined.While discussing with Sears and Delin, she vaguely saw today's fire, and vaguely felt the broken pain on her originally smooth skin.But she didn't say much.

Chunka lowered her head slightly, and looked at her hands with a smile—the cracked skin was intertwined with deep black cracks. In the ugly black like carbon stone, a few sparks would pop out occasionally, showing a few dark lines. fire wire.

Her body was collapsing, after such a high-load massacre, what greeted her was destruction.

But she doesn't regret it.

Chunka raised his head again, and walked slowly in the heat wave.This body that has lost its vitality is too fragile, and I can only force her to walk meaninglessly, and force her not to fall down too early.But in addition to the pain, the breath of the downtown area in her memory drifted into her mind, and merged into a vague white light.Those milky white void substances pierced through the dense fire curtain, and reflected on the girl's white face.

She came out of the house of the dead Cobilline family and found someone waiting in the dead street.

Wait for me, Chunka added in her heart.

One is an elderly man sitting in a wheelchair, and the other is a young man serving behind him.They are out of tune with this sad world, like onlookers, and like two bold passers-by.

But Chunka's eyes quickly moved away, and lightly fell on the old man's palm as if attracted.

A small black fruit is shyly reflecting the color of the flames in the sky.It was the devil's fruit that was once buried deep in Pohida's lair, but for Chunka at this moment, it was a priceless treasure.

No one spoke.

Amidst the whistling sound of burning flames, the leader of Gear Supreme suddenly showed a gentle smile.The old man stared at the girl not far away with his cloudy but bright eyes, and said something puzzling.

"Alethek never lies."