"Friend, please help me! I'm leaving—but I can't let it go, I'm not reconciled...... Can you please help me......" Fitney felt her feet shake, and in the process she had to distance herself from Wendy, but Wendy's voice was so close to her in that moment that she was in a trance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She's leaving?

"Venti?!" Fettnay was stunned, and then heard Alva's exclamation - and then to see with the people what was suddenly happening in front of her - and for a moment when people didn't notice, Wendy pierced herself with the sword in her hand, and it made a dull sound as it pierced through her, like some kind of lamentation - the sword that symbolized the king was in the hands of Wendy, who still had a connection to it, so it was not difficult for her to do it.

The sword, which was sharpened like clay, was used by those who could control it to end their own lives.

She chose such an outcome - she did not choose the Holy See, she did not choose Fatney or Alva, she did not even choose "herself".

Fitney's plan to keep Wendy alive didn't succeed, and even more so the Holy See's plan to destroy her.

Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, and Fitney felt a strong sadness in it.

Alva tried to rush over, but he was restrained by Eddard—the boy who stared indifferently at what was happening in front of him—he was probably the calmest of them all, and his expression didn't change the whole time, which was more so than Clarence. He easily imprisoned Alva in place, and naturally, no one would help Alva break this level of confinement.

The hole in the ceiling poured down the soft gauze of light from outside, and they calmly sprinkled down on Wendy's body, shrouded in light, and she did not show a sacred picture, for her otherwise serene face was full of pain and despair—Fitney felt that something was wrong—and the sadness on Wendy's face was more than she would have been grieved by what had been known about Wendy.

Wendy's grief doesn't seem like she's grieving for herself, and that this is the death she had to choose - her heart is full of reluctance. Black smoke slowly escaped from her body—just a trace.

When the black mist cleared, her head slowly drooped, and a tear slowly slipped down her cheek on her pale face.

The King's Sword saved the girl before her soul turned into the feared Black Mist - which was irreversible, but now the transformation was possible.

But no one knows why Wendy "died".

I don't know what made her "live" to this point.

"You see, you let go of a sinful and unclean thing. Clarence said slowly, his tone cold and full of dissatisfaction with Fitney.

"She shouldn't be treated like a black fog ghost. The black mist that escapes is only a part of the soul - when your chant is over, she will become the real black fog ghost! You should be the ones who forced her to be like that. Fitney looked at Clarence coldly, "She's a living person, she can cry and laugh, she has her own pursuits and the people she loves, and she has more possibilities than you!"

The moment Fitney's words fell, Alva's body trembled violently, and his dull eyes gradually became a layer of mist.

"Once you get unclean, then it will be irreversible, there is nothing to suppress, the one who is wrong is you. Such a person has no future to speak of, and only a complete elimination will be beneficial to this world. Clarence was expressionless.

"You think she is an unclean person, a dying person, but she is also a lucky one chosen by fate, she does not deserve to die, and you are the one who killed her. Fettnay clenched her fists and stepped forward—she slowly reached out and took Wendy's falling corpse, pulling the sword out of her chest little by little—the King's Sword was stained with Wendy's blood, which was surprisingly not red, but golden—and then the golden blood slowly seeped into the sword, merging with it.

It was clear that he could not agree with them.

The same is true of Clarence, who once again clenches his longbow: "Since you have stopped this, then you are also a subject that must be cleaned up." ”

"They terminated the purge!"

"They are also sinful...... We're going to arrest them......"

"Holy Lord Clarence will lead us back to this sinful land—!"

……

When the papacy "understood" this, they made Fitney a danger and surrounded her and Merlin - Clarence told them about the "danger" of Fitney - and she had destroyed the sacred ritual.

"You've succeeded in stopping a sacred ritual, but you can't stop Starlight's demise. The crowd parted, and Ed walked out slowly, he looked at Fitney, "Then let me see again, Lornay, what other surprises you can bring us." ”

Fitney frowned as she remembered this important matter.

At this moment a group entered the building, and the knight at the head saluted Clarence - the knight was dressed in silver armor, and his words were full of respect for the sacred, as well as the cold and mechanical feeling of obeying orders: "Sir, we have attacked the gray wall and killed a dozen civilian magicians!" ”

The heaviness of death enveloped Fitney, and she listened to the knight's words, her hands clenched and loosened.

"Alva. Fitney's gaze fell on Alva - Alva shuddered, he could barely think, from Wendy's death, from the knight's cold tone to tell the cruel truth, "Is this your duty as a member of Starlight? You betrayed Wendy, and you betrayed Starlight." ”

Alva's expression was full of pain.

"Take care of yourself first. Ed interrupted their conversation, and he made a gesture, and a person was pushed to this side—Fitney's pupils contracted instantly, and he looked at Christie—the Starlight student who had cultivated Raebol, pushing his wheelchair in front of her, "What would you choose if you were the one making that choice?"

Greid sat in a wheelchair, blood sliding down his head, drawing a shocking blood-red on the side of his handsome face.

Christie also had injuries on her body and was a little sluggish in pushing her wheelchair.

"I'm sorry, Lonnay, I didn't take Valrhona into account. Greid's usual gentle smile appeared on his face when he saw Fitney, and he coughed at the same time.