Sometimes Edward felt that the Executors were all with special abilities, they were always available, and they would be there for you whenever you needed help.

"Please come in!" Edward was overjoyed to hear Iroh's voice.

It seems that things have finally turned around, as long as Iroh agrees, then ......

That's what Edward's mind had in mind, but the moment he saw Iroh, all his thoughts vanished.

"What's wrong with you?" Edward exclaimed.

"It's all right, Your Majesty." Iroh is in a bad state.

He was bleeding from almost seven orifices, blood running from his face all over his body, and looking up from his neck alone, he looked like a bloody man.

But despite this, he still looked as usual.

The dragon's blood had given Eloh endless strength and stamina, and this small pain was harmless except for some mental torture on him.

"You...... You lost the sword I gave you? Edward touched his face, and after noticing that there was nothing unusual about him, he suddenly asked something inexplicable.

"No, no way." Iroh immediately took out the sword that Edward had given him.

The sword looked exactly like an ordinary sword, and it had previously glowed with runes that Iroh couldn't understand, glowing with runes that he couldn't decipher, but now it was completely dim.

This sword is referred to by Ayroh as "a sword that even Edward himself would not want to use", but both parties cherish it, as it is a birthday gift from Edward to Ello, and a proof of Ello's allegiance to Edward.

If you use this sword to kill the enemy, it is equivalent to being loyal to Edward, and it is equivalent to killing the enemy by Edward - so strictly speaking, as long as Iroh uses this sword to finish the dragon slay, then the sentence "Edward is a dragon slayer" cannot be considered a lie in a sense.

"Why?" A doubt flashed through Edward's mind, but it was quickly answered.

Not long ago, the executor of the red cloak lifted the curse on him, and at first he thought that the curse he was talking about was a curse that caused pain, but he didn't expect the curse to be related to this sword......

"Your Highness?" Seeing Edward talking to himself inexplicably there, Iroh tentatively asked him.

"Huh? It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, this sword can't protect you anymore, I'll take this sword back, okay? Edward asked.

"Okay, what else does Your Highness have to order?" Iroh nodded.

"I'm fine, what's wrong with you?" Edward subconsciously said that he regretted it after saying it, and he clearly forgot to say another thing.

The sword that Edward gave to Iroh was ineffective, and the incident left Edward's mind in a mess, and he couldn't tell the difference between priorities and priorities when he spoke.

"Your Highness, I want to go back to the Holy See, as you can see, my current strength is gone." "I need to go back and readjust and check it out, and I should be back soon, so I'm going to let you know in advance." ”

"yes, I see." Edward nodded.

"Then Your Highness, I will take my leave first." Elolei bowed, and then disappeared in front of Edward in an instant.

"Hey, wait!" Edward remembered the marriage contract and hurriedly said to Iroh.

But Iroh had long since disappeared in front of him.

"Why are you running so fast?" Edward said exasperatedly.

All this was seen by Elizabeth, who glanced at the sword in Edward's hand and said nothing.

Viewing platform.

Mel didn't know why she finally took control of the angel inside, and she paused in front of the window for a long time before leaving.

Luna, the moon god in the observation platform, was half frightened to death, and the energy emanating from the angel's body just now was not at the same level as her.

It's okay for her to use her divine power to intimidate some magicians who are only five or six ranks, but with her current strength, she can't even compete with some powerhouses among ordinary humans, let alone the executor monsters of the Holy See.

She patted her chest lightly, and then said to herself: "I can't come out often, it's not good if I get caught......"

Mel dragged her tired body around the Sky Courtyard, her mind merging, the angel's mind influencing her thoughts.

Originally, this fusion would not have had such a strong side effect, but for some reason, she had a splitting headache.

She wanted to go back to the Holy See and ask the Pope why, but her body seemed to be undominated, and she walked back and forth in confusion.

Finally, she came to the edge of the Sky Courtyard.

Simple fences were built around the edges, but these fences were so low that ordinary people wouldn't come here anyway, so the fences weren't very significant.

With a slight leap, she climbed over the guardrail, now with her back to the fence, facing the forest and the town.

Mel stared at the ground, a sense of fear from high in the air and joy in his heart tangled.

Humans are afraid of the sky, dragons have no sense of the sky, and the gods like to be high.

These three feelings are intertwined, and her heart is in turmoil.

Let's Fall—Let's Fall—

A strange voice whispered in her ear.

If you fall, you will surely die—

Let's Fall—Let's Fall—

Mel slowly lifted her feet and stepped forward.

By the time she was conscious, she had listened to the strange sound falling from the sky.

Even if she fell from such a high altitude, she would fall to her death, what force controlled her?

Her mind, her mind was completely out of her control, she thought quickly, but nothing could be thought of in the chaotic mind.

"Embrace me, become me, and live." Mel uttered such a voice, and then she gently hugged the heart-shaped necklace on her chest.

The angel's soul and hers fused sharply, and Mel fell slowly in the interweaving of countless feathers.

Mel's feet conjured up two small wings and flapped them slightly, giving her the ability to stay in the air.

But despite this, her brain was filled with stinging and confusion. She tried to flap the wings next to her feet slightly, allowing herself to fly towards the Sky Courtyard.

Within a few moments, she was flying back to the Sky Courtyard.

The only people who can do this kind of thing are gods except dragons.

Eventually, the pain subsided, and Mel returned to normal.

"Fit...... More than 70 percent? Mel didn't know why the angel was forcing herself to force herself to merge in this way, but she knew that at least for now, she was herself.

It's just that with the improvement of the fit just now, knowledge, memory, and power poured into her mind in an instant, although Mel is still Mel, but the memory and power she has does not simply belong to her.

These things are influencing her all the time, and they are changing her.