Gisling took a small step back with Catherine in his arms, red liquid coming out of his nose and eyes at the same time. But if you look closely, it's not blood, it's steaming, hot lava. Fiery lava dripped down his face and spilled onto Catherine's body. The mage gritted her teeth and frowned, allowing the lava to slowly seep into her body.

"I can't move now. The old man whispered, "If that guy yells again, you'll have to rely on yourself." ”

Catherine struggled a little and jumped out of the arms of His Majesty the Demon King. Her steps were still a little faltering, but the female mage struggled to the front of Di Xi, a few meters away, and said, "The members of your troupe are very unfriendly, and for our own safety, I don't think it's necessary to go to your show." ”

The Wind Whisperer, who was sticking to the ground all over, barely turned over when he heard this, and he stretched out his hand to plead to the goddess in his heart: "No, dear Miss Catherine, it was a complete accident. I swear to you with my humble soul that the same thing will never happen again, please stay. I hope you will give me some mercy and forgiveness, and at least give me a chance to make amends. ”

The troubadour staggered to his feet, and with all his strength, he shouted in a somewhat hoarse voice into the distance: "Your Excellency, please restrain your anger, and do not let out a needless roar at all times. Don't you know that your actions are causing trouble to our honored guests? You should devote your endless energy to studying the script and memorizing the lines. ”

"Guest, do you mean the audience?" the Grand Knight's words came from afar, and although they were still so loud, they were no longer as aggressive as before.

"Yes, the audience. We have an audience. Dieck replied aloud.

"You're not stunned by me, nonsense, are you? Our theater hasn't had a single audience in ninety-nine years. Will there be a miracle today? I'll come over right now, and if you're just a liar with tongues, then I don't mind letting the Crystal Candlelight Theatre officially go out of business. "But if the audience comes, I'll agree to let you find a third actor to participate in the show." But I warn you, just one scene, after this one, he has to leave. I simply can't play around this reptile every day. ”

"Humble existence, do you really think that you are still the great knight?" another low voice sounded, and the speaker seemed weak and lazy, "I'm afraid you can't even remember your own name, are you? Now you are just a poor slave, and you don't even know what you are doing." Poor fellow, the long years have not increased your intelligence, but have made you even more stupid. ”

"Shut up! ridiculous crawler. The Grand Knight roared, "I-I-I——, I-I am I, Grand Knight, and you will not be allowed to insult the dignity of the Knight." Stop you at once and accept my challenge. I'm going to let you know that you made a huge mistake. You shouldn't be in front of me again, today is your death. You stop, you don't run, you stop. Bastard, you stop me!"

The great knight roared hoarsely, as if facing a mortal enemy. The shocks caused by the roar came in waves. The Windwhisperer, who had just stood up, fell to the ground again. The female mage trembled rhythmically, as if a sledgehammer was striking her chest. Catherine couldn't imagine what it would have been like if these roars had been directed at her. This cry from the soul may shatter her soul.

"It's incredible. Quisling recovered faster than expected, and he quietly walked up to the female mage and whispered in her ear, "Even if the soul of that great knight is not weak, it is only an ordinary level at best, and it is impossible to roar endlessly like this." This is a cry with the power of the soul source, and it has a deep damage to the soul. How can it last so long? There must be something strange in this. ”

Catherine turned to look at the old man, "You're hot. The mage took two steps back and said, "Staying with you is like roasting in a fire." ”

"Hmm, you actually feel the original power of my soul will. You're a little surprising to me, my female disciple. Gisling spewed out a wisp of flame from his nose, he opened his mouth, and sucked the flame back from his mouth with a "whoosh", "I was not lightly injured in the competition just now, and the power of the origin is leaking out." But it doesn't matter, just give me some time and recover. But I don't have the combat power to speak of for the time being. If there is danger, my female disciple, it is entirely up to you. My life is now in your hands. ”

Quisling's expression was relaxed and natural, as if he didn't take his injury seriously at all.

"Are you sure I'll protect you?" Catherine glanced at His Majesty the Demon King, "I never thought of us as friends, you've always been a danger to me. I'll wipe you out if I can. ”

"You're really ruthless, my female disciple. Gisling shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "The problem between us is not yet resolved, at least here, we are partners and allies, right?"

"And only here. The mage stopped looking at the Demon King, "Something is coming, and the troubadour has already caught up." It's a good time to get out of here. ”

The old man stretched his waist, looked into the distance, and said, "Why are you leaving? Where can we go without this? This Crystal Candlelight Troupe is very interesting, and it should be good for us to deal with them." Believe me, everything is arranged. My instincts tell me that the answer we seek should be right in front of us. ”

"But it's too dangerous here, the result of rational thinking. The mage retorted, "That great knight has a power that you can't match, his emotions are so unstable that we could lose our lives at any moment." ”

"Only sanity will lack a lot of joy in life, my female disciple. Quisling laughed, "Besides, we can't afford to lose our lives." Neither you nor I am the first will, are they? Isn't our essence still in the soul vessel above? What if you and I die? You are still you, and I am still me. When the first will wakes up, it's not the same as before. ”

He looked up to see a Catherine in a black top hat and black robe, as if she were asleep. It turned out that when the female mage came to the world below the surface of the sea, she found herself floating above her head. This "self" never left the top of the two of them, and followed them like a shadow.

"Oh, welcome, welcome, dear audience friends, thank you for coming all the way to the Vortex Theatre. ”

Catherine was a little sensitive to this inexplicable voice, and she subconsciously approached His Majesty the Demon King and walked to his side.

"Oh, welcome, welcome, dear audience friends, thank you for coming all the way to the Vortex Theatre. ”

The mage looked back, and she heard clearly that the voice was coming from behind them.

"Oh, welcome, welcome, dear audience friends, thank you for coming all the way to the Vortex Theatre. ”

Quisling tugged at the sleeve of the mage's coat and pointed to the left, where the voice was clearly coming from.

"Oh, welcome, welcome, dear audience, thank you for coming all the way to the Vortex Theatre. ”

No, this time the two of them looked to the right in unison, because that was where the sound came from.