Remembrance of the Goddess of God

In the end, Arthur and Ryder determined the location of the space gate to be located in the center of Tower Saint Roll—they couldn't believe how long the gray elves could hold on, so they could only hope for escape no matter where the goblins came from. It takes a while to advance to the tower of St. Roll first.

In the center of Tower Saint Raul, the gray elves have already relocated an open space for Murja and Sissy.

Just beside the clearing, the half-elf girl who had arrived and her brother sat leaning on each other, looking up at the sky that was still shrouded in the goblin's witchfire.

"Really... If you fail this time, you will really die here. In the end, you can't even see the sky..." Lost pouted and complained, and his sister tapped his forehead lightly.

Mu Erjia looked at his younger brother calmly, without showing any other expressions, "...No."

Then the girl with silver-white hair stood up, turned around and walked towards the square that was so empty at the moment.

No, under the guidance of Murjia these days, the gray elves have filled the square with blood, which is as complicated as human rococo art.

The goblin named Sissy had already flown around the square countless times, and now she just stopped and landed in the middle of these rune patterns on the square.

Waiting for the start of the entire spell ceremony.

Lancelot didn't go to see the ceremony presided over by Murjia.Because the goblin's offensive is getting more and more fierce, as the only one who still has healing power (although his power does not come from himself but the characteristics of Adolina's Holy Grail), Lancelot has never been able to recover at all these days. Can take time to leave the wounded barracks for half a step.

The Holy Grail of Adolina kept overflowing with water-colored light, but the current Holy Grail didn't seem to have enough power to recover all the wounded in an instant—just like in the first few days of the war.And the holder of the Holy Grail seems to be slowly weakening with the passing of the power of the Holy Grail. At least in the past few days, Lancelow has felt that his body, which has been exercised since childhood, has also lost physical strength when sitting still in the wounded barracks. .

This is not something that can be solved as long as there is enough food and rest-this incident more clearly confirms Murjia's inference: the nameless beast has been resurrected and participated in the goblin attack on Tower Saint Raul .

If it weren't for the Nameless Beast, it would be impossible for the Goblins' sacred object, the Runge Spear, to suppress the Holy Grail, which symbolizes the element of water-water can extinguish flames, and this is the mutual restraint between holy objects that has never changed .

"...The situation seems to be getting worse..." Lancelot exhaled lightly, trying to suppress the increasingly strong sense of weakness in the past few days, and once again squeezed his own strength to support Adolina holy grail.

The Holy Grail's light has been dimming, but that's not bad.When the holders summoned their holy objects one after another, the King's Naming Stone Falria and the golden holy sword Calvaz have been suppressed to be no different from ordinary stones and gold; and the Gabel Holy Grail That is to say, the Dagda Stove can barely use it relying on the power of Leinster, and the situation of maintaining the three creatures multiplied by the three races is slightly better, but only slightly better.

The sacred object is connected to the life of the holder, and Lancelot understands the true meaning of this sentence: it is not possible to alleviate the situation by returning the sacred object after summoning, as long as the holder is still under the power of the nameless beast Under the shroud, the sacred object will continue to weaken, and the holders associated with it will also weaken accordingly.

——I just hope that Murjia can finish it before Master Tesmi can't hold it anymore...

Lancelot sighed softly, and put his hands on the Adolina Holy Grail.The light flickered in the silver goblet, and gradually became stronger.

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On the land that is not called the barren land but has been destroyed by the wildfire of the second war into a wasteland, a slender figure is slowly moving forward.

Her speed is actually not slow, but in the seemingly endless wasteland, all actions are slowed down by the huge background, just as all existences are shrunk.

But even so, this figure is particularly conspicuous.

With every step of her footsteps, wild roses sprouted from the ground and grew in the wasteland, from budding to blooming in a few breaths, forming a sea of ​​blood-colored flowers that was extremely coquettish.

With a fragrance that is so strong that it smells like blood.

This is the coming of Berodia, the god of war in the wind, not Lianna, the queen of the elves.

After being reborn by smelting the soul in the Dagda furnace, the sacred object of the elves, the God of War who guards Wind City Windu Saidi appeared in real life for the first time.

Lianna's appearance has not changed much, it is still black, with long hair that is as lustrous as satin; gorgeous, as enchanting as her incarnation flower, the poisonous rose tree.Her footsteps were still as light as an elf's, and her smile was as casual as usual covered in a mist.

Except for the rose tree that was born on the wilderness where no plants could grow with every step she fell, there was only the haze that enveloped Lianna now, which was different from all elves.

It was a layer of gorgeous blood-colored mist, which seemed to be the color of love that was also controlled by Berodia, the god of war, and also the color of blood that had just been sprayed from a wound.

It is so bright that it takes people's soul away.

Lianna was smiling, and after the death of the human king Udel, she never smiled like this again.

That smile is bright and pure, not like a demonic elf that charms all living beings, but a pure, bright smile that is shown in order to meet the person he loves.

Even people who only glimpsed such a smile occasionally can see that there is a lot of happiness in that smile.

Because she was heading towards death, the death bestowed on her by Goddess Toddana after she decided to give up her identity as the god of war Berodia and her duty as the queen of elves.

She can finally die, 16 years after her lover Udel left her, Goddess Toddana finally granted Lianna death, so that she could follow her lover until the kingdom of the dead.

She shall die in the city of the Gray Elves, Tower Saint Roll, where Mildine the seer saw her dying in fire.

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Maria sat quietly curled up in a corner of the stone palace built by the goblins, her sky-blue clear eyes looked around blankly, as if she didn't see anything.

She also doesn't know what she should do.

She was supposed to stay with those goblins in weird robes and watch them throw their companions into the fire one by one, but now it seems that for some unknown reason, she was thrown by the goblins to this stone building Inside the huge palace.

And a "human" who seemed to be in awe of all goblins, and who was terrified of something... "human".

That 'man' had a terrifyingly pale face, with long and slender palms that humans would never grow—it looked like a thin and terrifying monkey.But Maria absolutely did not dare to do anything to him - she was afraid of this 'thing'.

She was very afraid of him, and her fear seemed to be mixed with something else, like hatred, or anger after something that belonged to Maria was taken away by him.

But that 'person' didn't notice this, maybe Maria was just a toy for him to pass the time on a whim - he liked to touch Maria's twice after telling the goblin what to do Eyes, it seems that there is something in these ordinary blue eyes among human beings that interests him very much.

But now that 'person' didn't pay attention to Maria, he stood up slowly, with a very strange expression on his pale and distorted face (Even if it wasn't weird, Maria wouldn't be able to see it), then, directly disappeared into the palace.

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Murjia took a deep breath. Although the power of the Panglaqi magic sword is far superior to the other six holy objects, the suppression of the magic sword by the nameless beast also exists-this makes Murjia more and more powerful. I feel that my power is extremely sluggish.

Sissy tried her best to raise her face on the ground, and looked at the pale elf with concern.

But Murjia didn't notice Sissi's concern, let alone respond to the goblin.The elf just raised her left hand, and a small silver-white light ball with metallic texture jumped out from her fingertips, illuminating the center of the square.

A powerful force suddenly appeared on the square, accompanied by the mantra chanted by Murjia in a low voice.Sissy only felt that something that the goblin feared suddenly appeared beside her, making the little goblin unable to restrain herself from bending down and kneeling down.

However, the elves around the square felt nothing.

Murjia only felt that his blood was boiling because he was now acting against the law and forcibly stripping out the power that had already been fused in his blood.The severe pain made the girl almost feel that her brain was numb due to the pain, and she didn't even know whether the words she was chanting were correct.

Sissy trembled her wings stiffly.

Silver-white light began to gather in the square, but the light was still very thin, as if it was just a layer of mist that would disperse when the wind blows.

On the edge of the square, all the elves who were paying attention to Murjia couldn't help but hold their breath, for fear that there might be a little bit of abnormality breaking Murjia's spell.

In the air, the ball of light hovering above Sissy's head trembled suddenly, and then began to continuously rotate counterclockwise.

The runes drawn on the ground of the square lit up one by one, and slowly, even the gray elf children who hadn't learned the willow tree's characters could sense it—something slowly took shape in the center of the square, It seemed to be a door about to be opened by something—

"Sissy, now!"

The silver-white ball of light began to flicker, and the little goblin, who was awakened from the great awe by Murjia's stern voice, desperately flapped its wings and flew towards the ball of light above its head—embracing the ball of light into the In my arms!

Time seemed to stand still.

It seemed that even the wind stopped blowing at that moment.

Sissy was shrouded in a thick layer of silver-white light, and with the eyes of an elf, she could still see that Sissy's appearance was constantly changing.

Time seemed to pass very slowly, but in fact it was only a little more than a quarter of an hour, and the haze around Sissy's body dissipated.

And the elf that appeared in front of the elf at this moment was no longer the petite and lovely Sissy, but a elf the size of an elf's palm.

This is a male goblin, without the wings that people usually think goblins have, with a cold expression, similar to Murjia's silver-white long hair and wine-red dark purple eyes.

"Long time no see, Murja, since you left Avalon."

"...Long time no see, Spetsta. But now..."

"I know what you're going to say." Sibesda interrupted Murjia, and glanced coldly at the elves around the square. "I'll take you to Boris Yand."

At the same time as Sbesda's voice fell, the air in the square suddenly began to twist strangely.Immediately afterwards, a huge and closed door appeared in the middle of the square in Tower Saint Roll.

"...Thank you."

Mu Erjia looked at the space gate that twisted and connected the two places of Tasan Raul and Boris Yangde, and finally relaxed, showing a grateful smile to Sbetha.

"You don't have to thank me."

Sibesta looked at Murjia's face and showed a smile quite similar to Miltin.

"I will pay for the energy required for these decorations, but this space door..."

"Everything is supported by energy from me."

Mu Erjia calmly accepted Sibesda's words, and even the expression on his face recovered from gratitude to indifference at that moment, as if what Sibesda said was Durian the Wind Fairy King Today, Daya went somewhere to disturb the same usual news.

"Isn't this a matter of course? I asked you to help me break the blockade of the goblins on Tower Saint Roll, and I didn't ask you to help send all the residents of Tower Saint Roll to Boris Yander."

Sibesda stared at Murjia silently for a long time, and then slowly revealed a real smile.

"...You really haven't changed."

The lord of the space elves raised his hands after saying this, and disappeared into the air after clapping his palms a few times.At the same time, there was a burst of appalling cheers around the central square of Tower St. Roll—the pair of closed doors were slowly opened, and everyone saw the scenery of Boris Yangde on the other side through the door!

The operation to evacuate Tower San Rolle has officially begun.

Most of the soldiers of the expedition team voluntarily stayed behind the women and children before evacuating, while a small number of people left first, which could be regarded as messengers to inform the people of the Great Council expedition team of the current situation. Ou Fang, Arthur, and Lost are all accompanied by his own sacred object.

Tesmi stayed voluntarily, trying to use Lilfield to retain the souls of a few gray elves, Murja had to stay in Tower Saint Raul to maintain the operation of the space gate, and Lancelot...

"Brother, did you stay for my cousin?"

Arthur leaned against a wall and stood up straight, looking at the gray elf children who were queuing up to enter the space door, and suddenly raised this question.

"...How is it possible! I stayed because none of the mages of the gray elves could use spells. If there were no pharmacists and priests, and I, the holder of Adolina, look at the casualty rate of the soldiers now. In less than five days, the goblins have already breached Tower Saint Raul - how many gray elves can we transfer at that time! And..."

Arthur didn't respond to Lancelow's words at all, and the human prince looked at the future First Knight jokingly with his gray-brown eyes, until Lancelow didn't know what else to say.

"Lance, you've been looking at my dear cousin—you haven't looked away since just now."

—So you think I'll take your word for it?

After understanding Arthur's voice-over, Lancelot opened his mouth but didn't make any more sound.

Finally, the young knight just sighed.

"...I didn't think about it, Arthur, you don't need to make a funny face, I really didn't think about it—do you think I would believe that nonsense in a knight novel? I...I just..."

"There is no way to let Murjia stay here by herself, maybe she has to face the worst situation alone."

"I...I really like Murjia."

"So, how could I run for my life first and leave her alone in this kind of place?"

"I...I like her..."