Chapter 12: The Mirror of Mercury Scraped

The magical scene continued, but the flashing, burnt yellow photo-like thing had begun to faintly flash the girl's "figure", which was a sign that her magic eye had reconnected with the past.

In the castle, the pearl-colored undead maid and the faceless golem ran to each other, and two naΓ―ve children passed by them in the hallway while talking about the esoteric knowledge, and slowly walked towards the girl's room

At sunset, the boy who looked at the stars in the sky and waved goodbye to the hermits of the castle with a blank face.

Then, inside the wooden church.

Where hundreds of years of time have condensed, the little temple that hides the splendor of the Lord is stained red with blood.

A soft, warm entrail was ripped off and beached against the wall, like a bloody mural that has been passed down through the ages.

The yellow and white cerebral marrow mudflats on the bones that were exposed to the air, in those two no, the correct way to say, it should be two stalls, two stalls of corpses that have lost most of their flesh and blood.

Once upon a time, it was a woman named Andrea, with bright blond hair and a young face, an uncanny woman like an ignorant girl, always behaving like a stupid mother.

Once upon a time, it was a man named Di, who came from the country of the East, who was infatuated with Andrea and swore to be with her forever. So he gave up his surname and joined Helsing.

However, now, the two of them were only two meaningless pieces of minced flesh, only the two hands that still faintly showed the silver glow of the ring, still intertwined.

Outside the door that had just been pushed open by the boy, in the light of the morning sun that shot in, two clasped hands told everything that happened here.

The picture is still here, maybe because of the angle, QB, who was watching the image of the past transmitted by Ould's pupil, was not able to see the expression of the young man with his back to Yangguan.

"Presumably, it must be an expression rich in this lot of discipline. Really, there is basically no such thing as a magician, and Lynn's ability to burst out with this level of discipline is a huge shock to him who did not have a complete personality back then. ”

Saying words that were completely meaningless, watching the scene of seven years ago slowly fade and shrink, and finally disappear into the girl's magic eye, QB, who doesn't understand people's hearts, tilted his head and made the most objective but ruthless judgment.

"Lynn of the Year"

"I guess it's amazing that I started to understand the feelings between people this time, human beings."

But

It is also the most accurate judgment.

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"Hmm, my body hurts, did I do anything just now?"

Holding her head, Sylvia stood up while leaning against the wall, and she now felt as if she had been pressed against a steamroller and rolled several times, especially the magic circuit as a proof of magician, which was like being loaded on a rocket and then rubbed in the air and burned out.

"Wait, I remember I just made a deal," finally remembering what she had just done, the girl shook her head a little unclear and spoke slowly.

Then she was frightened by what she saw.

"Is this hell?" The voice of confusion, the girl's voice kept trembling, even if it was a magician, an academic Sylvia. Bjonsen has not been exposed to such things either.

In the early morning of the church, the sun entered through the door that had been pushed open, as if it were the most holy light, shining on the face of the Holy Son who stood in the center of the church. But underneath that glorious scene was a scene that looked like a picture scroll of hell. The gnawed human body, the torn internal organs, and the most shocking, intertwined hands

The air was scorched, the smell of ghouls turning to ashes in the sun. The terrible screams that echoed in the night vanished without a trace the moment the sun shone in, but the traces of the battle could not hide from anyone. Whether it's the wooden walls and floors, the sharp scratches, or the Feng Shui magic circle that still insists on one-sided defense, it all reveals what happened here last night.

"Dead Apostles"

Contrary to the Heroic Spirits, as the veto of human history, the remnants of the True Ancestors, the predecessors of the Dead Apostles, and the breath of ghouls roamed here. Although she hadn't seen a single Dead Apostle other than Lynn (Lynn was half a Dead Apostle), the young girl with such knowledge could still distinguish the scent.

Beyond the first time, there is also the breath of the Dead Apostle.

"Three no, five and so on, so many quantities"

The girl's eyes widened, although she felt that this church was somewhat familiar, but at the moment it appeared in her mind was at least a team of 20 Dead Apostles.

"Lie to people, this amount"

"Smack."

Suddenly, a voice not far away caught Sylvia's thoughts, reminding her of her current position.

"Ah, by the way, I should be observing [the past] now" The voice choked, and the girl turned her head incredulously to look at the figure of a certain boy.

"Lord Helsing."

The silent Weng closed her lips, and the girl called out the name of the boy who knelt in the door of the stave church.

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"Judging by the fact that the Dead Apostles attacked 22 people, and at least 100 ghouls."

The sound of dry, sharp nails scraping against heavy planks.

"Judgment, the time is around eight o'clock in the evening, and it ends at five o'clock in the morning"

In the air at six o'clock in the morning, the boy who fell to his knees judged so.

"Judging that there are no traces of spell casting around except for feng shui spells, and Deathposter does not seem to be involved in the attack"

It seemed that an hour earlier, while the boy's parents were still alive, the twenty-two Dead Apostles had watched with playful glances as the ghouls under their command poured into the Feng Shui mancercer, who was so unskilled at fighting. Then tear through the defensive formation, grab the two hidden people, and tear them apart and crush them into flesh and blood residues all over the ground.

"Judgment"

Is it the "heart" that hurts? Lynn was a little dazed by the fact that in a physiological sense, her mind was normal, but it seemed as if something had caught something in her chest

"It hurts."

Prostrate and moving his knees, the boy moved himself step by step on the flesh-covered ground, and came to the two hands that were clasped together.

Like a blue gemstone, the inorganic eyes seem to have a faint amount of water vapor inside. For the first time, a young man who has no "heart" and lives like a mirror feels something hidden in the depths of the cavity of his "heart". The empty "knowledge" that hovered in his chest in a flocculent shape began to condense and accelerate under the influence of a certain anger, and finally turned into a complete human form.

"Father-sama"

"Mother-sama"

"Judgment" of inorganic matter, as if it were a broken puppet-like sound. "Vengeance to Lynn. Helsin. The name of Yogdomirenia. ”

"Target: All the Dead Apostles here."

On this day, for the first time, a human figure wrapped in the shape of a mirror made such a declaration of his own will.

It was a declaration of revenge, an oath that would never give up until the entire Dead Apostles of Norway were slaughtered.

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"This is"

The girl who was watching all this from the sidelines couldn't help but cover her mouth. Although she vaguely knew about these pieces of information, such as that Lynn's parents were killed by the Dead Apostles, she didn't expect this to be the case.

But the girl is also puzzled, what did she miss? Vaguely, Sylvia seemed to realize that the "past" she was watching was missing important things, such as why Lynn had left the familiar-looking church, and why Lynn would not return until so late - in fact, according to Lynn's strength back then, even if she couldn't deal with all the enemies, it was still possible to delay the Guild's assistance

Sylvia didn't know, now she didn't know anything, for example, back then, in fact, she was a little excited to beg Lynn to leave the Urnes Stave Church, it was she who was a little shy and begged Lynn to teach her, and it was also herself, when everything was over, she made a deal with QB and forgot all her memories of that time.

Now, she doesn't know anything.

I even forgot the memory of my guilt.

"So, is this the cause of that time? The whole of Norway has become the [Eternal Land of Light], the establishment of the highest level of the modern kingdom-level barrier, as well as the seal designation and everything that has happened since, is it because of this? ”

Sylvia muttered, at this time, she suddenly noticed that her MONOCULUS, since the beginning, had been in a state of full viewing, and theoretically speaking, it was impossible to observe those things when the MONOCULUS was rampant, and the past and present should be highly overlapping.

"That's right, just like you think."

Suddenly, the whole scene shattered, and a small white beast with scarlet eyes that looked like a cat and a rabbit jumped onto Sylvia's shoulder.

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PS: Anyway, although we took a month off, not only did the collection not fall, but it rose a lot...... Looks like it's going to take some effort

PS2: So, now let's update the chapter