"That brat from the Haim family will really cause trouble for people." The elder of the Yalf clan sighed while resting his forehead.

When they used the Eleventh Duke of the Haim family to reach a "friendly" agreement with her, she tended to destroy the contract.

Sure enough, not long after, she encouraged her familiar, found an excuse to destroy the contract, and forcibly sent Prince Nonat back.

"Now she has indulged her demons to confuse people's hearts and control a large number of civilians."

At the noble meeting including the Holy Court, the despicable greedy people turned black and white, and pushed all the crimes to Yin Shaoqing.

"Not every duke of the Haim family will abide by the spirit of the contract, at least not the current heir of the Haim family." Vater's royal family held their heads high, and their golden eyes were greedy and fierce.

The Haim family has made a non-interference contract with the Holy Court since before the Era of Destruction. However, three hundred centuries of the Era of Peace have passed. The admired Heim family became the target of public criticism.

"We can't let that lunatic from the Haim family continue to deceive the world anymore. Dark mages shouldn't have existed on this road from the very beginning."

Hypocritical and greedy people will always find various excuses to kill their opponents, even if the opponent is a kind-hearted, righteous existence.

Sitting in the corner, watching those greedy faces unscrupulously put darkness on the table, the old dean of Warner Temple only felt... It was time for a hero to appear in this smoky continent.

His brilliance will kill all dirt and make the dark and ugly human nature invisible.

"Waner Temple will stand in Yin's camp." Back at the temple, the old dean replied so clearly to all the forces of the temple.

"If you want to leave, go now."

The old dean didn't look like he was joking, and the deputy dean took a step forward with some concern.

"Won't the Heim family help Yin?"

What the old dean just said was to stand by Yin's side, not by the Heim family's side.

Obviously, "That's a group of cowardly maggots who just keep their heads down to complete the so-called contract."

For three hundred centuries, the illusion of contract spirit worn by the twelve dukes of Haim was mercilessly torn apart by the old dean.

"The first Duke of Haim once signed a contract with the light elves. The thirteen dukes must stick to the front line of Trasil, and none of them can be absent."

If they break their oath, any one of them leaves without permission and breaks the contract promise, they will fall into the darkness forever, unable to see, hear, or move in the endless darkness, until their souls are exhausted by the years.

That is a punishment more terrible than death.

The vice-principal heaved a long sigh when she heard the words, and she said with some amusement: "I'm really curious, what exactly did the Dukes of Heim ask for from the Light Elves."

Does the promised thing really exist in this world?

Otherwise, for hundreds of years, how many dukes have died on the front line, but they have not seen what they promised to deserve.

"That's beyond our control." The old dean shook his head.

When a storm sweeps across the entire continent, in order to avoid war and suffering, he always leads his people to find the safest place.

This is also the reason why the Black Crow Clan can stand out and become the dean in Warner Temple, where the elites gather.

They are the helmsman, controlling the correct course of the ship...

"Ah, it's you!" The small stall located at the corner of the long street ushered in an unexpected guest.

The thin woman looked at the hero in front of her excitedly.

The long black hair hangs over the woman's straight shoulders, and a golden stone is held in her white and strong fingers.

That stone is very beautiful, especially when it shines with a dazzling rainbow in the sunlight.

However, it is definitely not as beautiful and deep as the fiery glazed eyes of the person in front of him.

The shy woman covered her lips to stop the scream in her mouth.

Those eyes are the most charming gems she has ever seen!

The appreciation of gem sellers can never be wrong, women trust their own eyesight so much.

Carrying a long knife and wearing a black knight outfit, Radon chose the shiny stone that most attracted her, and took out a gold coin from the half-palm wide cross-body belt around her waist and handed it to the gem seller.

"Okay, okay! Wait a moment!" The little woman blushed and packed the stone for Radon in a hurry.

The Blackscale Witch──Ladon, this is not the first time she has come to this town.

Radon ran around in various towns almost every day. In this cold winter, the soldiers repelled most of the monsters, but there were still some fish that slipped through the net and harassed the small towns on the front line of Trasil.

Radon's wild intuition is very sensitive and accurate, and she can always find the monsters hidden in every town first.

Even, she is more accurate than the prediction of the great magician.

She is simply a living monster detection scroll. Many mercenary groups want Radon to join their team to help each other and earn commissions from the Heim family.

The people including the Haim family also thought so, and they also fought for Radon, trying to kill those monsters as soon as possible with her help, so as to enhance the reputation of the Haim family.

However, the tall, withdrawn, never-speaking half-demon rejected everyone.

The collar around her neck is a constant reminder of who her master is.

Radon put away the packed stone, stroked the collar lightly, turned and left against the annoying snowfall.

The winter in Trasil was cloudy and cloudy, and the repeated snow days made Radon dissatisfied.

She hates the cold, because ice and snow will make some chaotic memory fragments appear in her mind.

At the beginning, Radon watched those fragments curiously. There were many strangers and some familiar people on them.

But these are too boring. The witch who struggled against the wildness yawned lazily, not interested in recovering her memory at all.

But the master forbids her to escape.

The half-demon grumbled aggrievedly, flipping through the fragments unhappily, trying to restore his memory immediately.

The young man with pointed ears is Vater, the man with blond hair is Seiji, the woman with blue eyes is Celia, and the girl with black ponytail is In Heimdall...

"Huh?" The crooked half-demon lying on the bed suddenly jumped up.

It's the master!

The woman who bent her lips unconsciously smiled naively, with a touch of cuteness in her stupidity.

Radon, who was originally bored, looked at those fragments nervously in her mind, and she saw some fragmentary things.

Her master found Nonat, and then the black bottle containing the magic blood...

"Bang!" The porcelain cup beside the bed was knocked to the ground by the woman whose complexion suddenly turned pale.

The water and debris in the cup splashed in a dark corner, and some reptiles living here were disturbed and strayed into the water, crawling into another dark place with the sewage.

The water stains dragged by them stained the clean floor, just like Radon's pure white soul, which was scratched heavily.

"You'll regret it one day." Just a few months ago, the golden-eyed demon had grabbed her by the throat and said so.

Radon knelt down on the bed, firmly suppressing the desire to disgust and nausea surging in his chest and the hatred that could not be concealed in his eyes.

That black bottle, the magic blood that ruined her future...

"Do not……"

The monster that can only howl finally let out a human cry. She was hoarse and suffering, rejecting her own memory.

She doesn't believe what she sees.

"Admit it, what you see is the truth." The soft whisper made the face of the woman holding the letter gloomy, and her eyes dimmed.

The fat civet cat squatted on the desk beside it, and after only mentioning this sentence, it was so depressed that it didn't want to speak again.

Yin Shaoqing began to investigate the reason why Radon was murdered shortly before Celia's death. Now, Ba Mie has found the truth for her.

However, the truth before us is like this...

"ridiculous."

A storm was brewing in the woman's voice, and an indifferent coldness emanated from her gilt eyes.

The contract that had been tied between her and that half-demon was caught off guard and severed a crack.

作者有话要说:感谢在2021-07-0701:16:56~2021-07-0900:33:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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