"That's the gate of the palace?" Looking out at the ruined gates, Nelia stopped.

The warrior spirit walking in front paused, looked at the unjust soul soldier holding a spear and shield in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh "Yes"

"Then you're welcome." Drawing the long sword at his waist, the black figure flashed in front of the phalanx of soldiers, and the golden light swept everywhere the blade swept.

Looking at the purified soldier's soul, the soldier's spirit remembered the days before the disaster, and rushed into the tavern with the soldiers who had been changed of guard, and invited his subordinates to drink and chat with his own salary, and asked the boy that he had a crush on the maid in the palace, and he gave advice to the young men like a worried father.

At that time, there was a sunny smile on their faces, and when you look at their distorted expressions now, everything is like a nightmare.

He had thought about cutting off their pain with his own hands, but He Nai himself had never been able to watch these familiar faces swing their knives down, not only to smash their spirits, but also to "resurrect" them again because of the strange blue light, and his distorted expressions would become even more unbearable.

Looking down at his raised hand, his five fingers clenched into fists, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, reprimanding him for his weakness and incompetence.

Nelia turned her head and looked at the warrior spirit with her peripheral vision, looking at the warrior spirit's clenched fists with starry eyes like a night sky, and asked slowly, "Do you know all of them?" ”

"Yes, they were all my subordinates." The warrior spirit looked up and replied.

Looking at the soldiers' souls that turned into golden light and dissipated, their open mouths seemed to say the words "Big brother, we have been waiting for you for a long time...... and then dissipated.

"They're more like my children than my subordinates." The warrior spirit added, sadness written across his slightly wrinkled face.

Nelia looked away flatly, "Sorry for asking something I shouldn't have asked." ”

"No problem, I want to thank you even more for giving them relief."

In reply, the warrior spirit walked past Nelia and headed for the entrance to the palace.

The two continued their journey through the palace, slaying the spirits along the way, until the warrior spirit led Neria to a large gate, pointing to it and saying, "This is the gathering place of the palace mages. ”

"Get out of the way." Nelia said, the fireball spell in her hand blasted straight at the door.

Behind the destroyed gate, a pair of strange red eyes looked at Nelia, and the unjust soul mage wearing a mage robe began to chant something, but was collectively wiped out by the sword qi where Nelia swung it.

And as the soul dissipated, with a sharp roar, a ghost wearing a tattered mage robe appeared in the center of the room, chanting a spell, and the strange staff in his hand condensed several ice crystal flying blades.

Nelia, who knew that she wanted to use magic to fight against magic, naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity, and arranged this unjust soul mage with a fireball technique in her hand, besides, isn't it normal for this kind of false mage who needs to read a note to be seconds?

Walking towards the purified soul mage, judging from the fact that it has not immediately dissipated after being exceeded, it is probably about to trigger the plot.

"Hello, beautiful young lady." The purified mage said this, and Nelia's heart couldn't help but tremble: "Oh, this person is really good at talking, and his mouth is like honey, and he praises Lao Tzu for his beauty." ”

"I'm the head of the Palace Spell Troupe: Lewis Abt," Lewis introduced himself.

"Nelia, no last name." straightened his attitude, gently pulled up the hem of his skirt, skillfully used the standard Western aristocratic lady etiquette, and bowed slightly to return the salute when he saw this.

"Lewis, even if you're dead, you're still looking so immodest, put away your rhetorical mouth."

At some point, the warrior spirit followed, lashing out at Lewis in a furious tone.

"Huh? Isn't this my dear ......" Lewis was about to say something, but was immediately punched in the face by the warrior spirit.

"Who's family with you?! You ultimate liar! Tricked my sister into marrying you! You're still out there messing with the noble lady with your broken face! For the king's sake, I've put up with you for a long time! ”

The warrior spirit said angrily, pinning Lewis to the ground and beating him violently, and Nelia, who didn't know what to complain about for a while, chose to ...... Watching a play.

After all, this is a family affair, the brother-in-law is messing with flowers and grass everywhere, and the warrior uncle who is the elder brother is indeed qualified to take care of it, and Nelia, an outsider, just watch the play.

When the warrior spirit grabbed Lewis by the collar and beat him to a bruised nose and swollen face, Nelia spoke up to stop the unilateral domestic violence, and then asked, "Mr. Lewis, do you know the reason for the demise of this country?" ”

Hearing the question, the two stopped fighting, and when Lewis stood up and patted the non-existent dust on his body, he looked at Nelia with a solemn expression.

"I know, it's magic."

After hearing this, the warrior spirit's pupils contracted, and then grabbed Lewis's collar again, and asked sharply, "Magic?!" What kind of magic is it?! Any magic performed in the palace is subject to your own consent and supervision! Why would you agree to use such evil magic! ”

Lewis bowed his head to the question of the warrior's spirit, and replied in a serious tone, "The king arranged for me to perform this spell, and when I asked what kind of magic it was, he only replied, 'You don't need to know this.'" ”

Hearing the answer, the warrior spirit let go of Lewis's collar and took two steps back in disbelief.

"Wang ...... Why does the king ...... You're lying! The king would never use such evil magic! The warrior spirit roared again, and was about to slam its fist into Lewis's face again, but Nelia stopped it again, for Lewis's soul had begun to dissipate and there was no time to waste.

"Mr. Lewis, where is the spellcasting circle back then? I may be able to break this spell and put an end to this catastrophe once and for all. Nelia said with a stern expression.

"In the secret room of the ruling hall of the royal palace, the secret room is opened and closed on the throne, and the way to open the fast gate is known only to the king." Lewis replied, a look of sadness on his face.

After listening to Lewis's answer, Nelia made a cigarette and lighter from the spell creation, then put the cigarette to her lips and lit it, and began to analyze it calmly.

Linking the testimony of three eyewitnesses, the mystery of the destruction of the royal capital is still full of mysteries, why the king insisted on unleashing such a spell, and why he was reluctant to tell Lewis what kind of spell it was, there are only three possibilities for the answer.