Let her make a choice?

The door could only accommodate one person - she had to choose between herself and Greid. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fitnair turned his head back, and the gaze that fell on Grede's eyes froze.

The matter of "making a choice" seemed ridiculous to Fettney at this time - she could not deny her responsibility for Wendy's death, because she had been aware of Wendy's connection to the Sword of Kings early on, but she had not taken any precautions. Therefore, when Wendy dies due to her negligence, even if she can't change herself easily, she is no longer willing to accept the practice of abandoning people - and what she has to do now is to abandon the person in front of her again.

How does she choose?

"As you can see, Lornais. Ed reminded her with a smirk.

"I am an old acquaintance of Miss Letta, and it was my decision to stay here out of kindness to me when she saved me. Greid spoke slowly, "I don't want to go back. ”

"Why?" asked Fitney unconsciously.

"How many of you are enthusiastic about you, people who serve the Holy See, and are you from the Kingdom of Luther, or the Duchy of Ansendere, or any other country?" Greid's words did not go far - it was very inconsistent with what he had just done, "I am the one who is cowardly, and I am the one who will not want to face all this—Lonnay, you can have a freer life than they are." ”

In fact, Greider said it was convincing Fitney to leave on her own and convincing her that it was the right thing to do.

Fitney was already fully sure of Greid's purpose in doing this—he was saving himself, making sure he would get out alive, even if it was at the cost of his life.

Greid was a powerful man worthy of respect—this was the sudden thought of Fitney, who believed that this man who was good at sacrificing himself was not as friendly as one might think to be weak, and that it was touching to be able to make such sacrifices.

But was Gray's sacrifice worth it? Fitney suddenly thought of before he was pushed into the water, apparently to escape Starlight sooner, when he asked himself about his plans for the future, and perhaps he had already planned to sacrifice himself.

He had things he couldn't let go of—so he would ask questions about Fitney, things that made her feel inexplicable.

Fitney didn't fulfill his wish, but he still made the choice to sacrifice himself when he had to come out.

The anger on Fitney's face had completely disappeared, and she had become extremely thin without emotion on her face, especially in the face of thousands of people.

"Merlin, aren't you worried that I'll give them the Sword of Kings?" said Fitney.

The faces of those who could hear her voice clearly were different, and even Grede was stunned.

The King's Sword saved Wendy, and although it was temporary, it had the potential to become a holy artifact - if Fitney surrendered, then the sword would inevitably fall into the hands of the Holy See.

"Lornay, ......no," Grede frowned—he didn't think Fitney had any other choice.

"No, because you are the king. Merlin shook his head slowly, "The only king who can be tested." You don't necessarily feel like you have no intentions, fate has already been written for everyone, no matter what the choice you make. ”

Merlin finished speaking, and he took a slow step towards the men, who took a step back in fear of his abilities, even as his figure faded as the magic dissipated.

Fettnay gripped the sword in her hand, and felt a warm current cascade down her hand into her heart—her expression was dazed, Merlin's words echoing in her mind.

"Ed, she'......" Clarence said to Ed, looking at what was happening.

"That's enough. Ed whispered to him, and then he took a step and walked towards Merlin, his hand in the pocket of his dark blue coat, and with each step, his magic tore through a golden rift - so strong that it could even stand against Merlin.

"Any great power has a price, and you are only a human being. Merlin looked at Ed.

"It turns out that Your Excellency is not human. ”

"My father is a dream demon, so he can accept them. ”

"You're good, then, but—our purposes are different, so it's enough for everyone, isn't it?" Eddard didn't move. The blood-red blades rose from the ground, and they swarmed towards Merlin—and in an instant, they pounced in front of Merlin's eyes, and Merlin's long blue hair was blown behind him!

Fitnair slowly raised her hand at this point—her eyes were determined.

"It's useless, Lornay - his power doesn't come from around here. Merlin, however, stopped Fitney.

Fitney's face turned pale suddenly.

[Convergence Pattern] can drain the surrounding mana and gather it all on the summoner - Merlin's spell can only be passed by one person due to Eddard's inhibition, and Fettnay originally wanted to "deprive" him of the ability to act as a suppression.

But Merlin's words denied the possibility of such a thing.

Fitney didn't even have time to think about what Ed's source of power meant.

"You are also a respectable person. When Ed heard Merlin's words, he was either expressionless or smiling, but for a moment, "I'm curious, what kind of thing are you?

"It's enough to keep your guess alive, as the price of making Arthur miserable—I'm not going to let your idea get its way. Merlin said slowly.

"Arthur?" Ed's eyes flickered slightly.

Merlin didn't speak again, he held the staff in one hand, and a strong wind gathered on the staff as he chanted, and the strong wind swept through the hall at once, and some people who did not stand still were immediately blown to the ground!

"Prepare for battle!" Clarence said as he tried to steady himself.

Merlin watched coldly as the warriors drew their swords, and with the other hand in the void, a sword fell into the palm of his hand - he skillfully swung his sword, forcing Ed in front of him back two steps.

"Merlin, bring Grede!" said Fitney, as if plucking up courage.

She could summon another summoner, and Fitney reassured herself that she could turn the tide and believe she could break through.

"No...... Lornay ......" Grede shook his head when he heard Fitney's voice.

Merlin heard Fitney's words, and seemed to be running towards Grede out of pressure on herself—no one could stop a powerful magician while he was busy protecting himself in the wind, and Ed seemed to be forced to retreat to the side, only to keep the door in check.

Soon Merlin was in front of Grede, and Fitney looked at him closely, and her heart was beating wildly—for a gust of wind was blowing, pushing her back!

Fitnair was pushed forward by the wind, and was about to be swept into the door—where is Grede?!, and she felt a sudden strong uneasiness in her heart, and then her expression was deeply shocked by what was happening in front of her.

"No—!"

When Fitney saw it, Merlin raised his hand without hesitation and stabbed the sword in his hand into Grede's heart!

"Thank you. Greid looked at Merlin and smiled.

"My king will grant your wish - she will never disappoint anyone. Merlin looked at him and said calmly.

Fitnair watched it all, and she crashed through the door—until nothing was visible.