Blonde hair, emerald green eyes, delicate faces... and a huge execution sledgehammer.

"The Most High Holy Maiden, Elitoa!?"

Seeing that pure and noble figure, the old witch believers let out a sound of great fear.

Ahh!!hhhhh

She screamed as she desperately tried to move her body.

But it didn't work at all, the hands and feet that were already bloody and broken at 90 degrees couldn't listen to her at all.

The massive blood loss prevented her from biting the poison sac in her mouth for a while.

Her face was pale, and only her torso was still intact and her carcass trembled.

This witch of the Old Religion had heard from the priests of the Church about the consequences of falling into the hands of Elitoya.

That's enough to transcend the fear of death. Enough to transcend the despair of death...'

Click, click, click...

The golden and white clerical boots stepped on the bloodstained carpet, and the cacophony of the execution hammer scraping against the ground was heard.

Counterpart... I'm walking this way without saying a word.

Breathing is getting rapid.

The trembling of the body could not be stopped.

The body temperature seems to be drained by the sound of the dragging of the giant hammer!

She looked up again.

only to find the blonde saint's flawless face... Flesh on her body.

Sticky, disgusting blood slipped from the side of her awe-inspiring face.

But—

"Why is it that even such a disgusting gesture... Are they all so beautiful? ”

The old witch cultist couldn't help but mumble obsessively.

Uncanny...

But it was so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off...

The hammer of the execution did not stop because of her words, and the hammer fell heavily at the head of the old witch cultist!

"That's pretty much it, Elitoya. I still have something to ask her. Simon's voice came from behind.

Bang –

Fierce wind burst out.

The hammer rested squarely above the other's head.

With a huge hammer in her hand, Allytoa had already turned her head and softened Simon with her pretty face stained with blood... A smile like a little girl.

And then—

Elitoya dropped the sledgehammer and ran to Simon's side, holding him hard with both hands.

The delicate face mixed with blood kept rubbing against his arms.

I miss you so much.

That's what the other person is trying to say.

But—

I can't stand it.

Simon's whole face turned blue as he felt like his arm was going to be broken by the seemingly delicate and powerless Elitoya.

He couldn't wait to scold and scold in the words of the Scourge Red Star right now:

'Humanoid tank, well deserved. ’

The next day, the Temple of Mother Earth to the west of the Gray Moon.

"Huh? Did Master Simon and Master Elitoya know each other for the time? ”

Lorena asked in an incomprehensible tone, standing next to Simon in disguise.

"Hmm. Acquaintance at a very young age. ”

Simon pestle his cane and asked without looking back:

"How does your body feel compared to such an inconsequential trifle?"

"No problem at all. Mistress Elitoya's resurrection technique was so effective that I didn't even feel any weakness. ”

With that, Lolina looked at Eritoya with admiration as she distributed bread and soup to the orphans.

The other person's face was full of warm smiles, and he listened attentively to the prayers of the believers.

"It's... What a noble and merciful lord..."

She whispered reverence.

Noble?

Simon looked at Elitoya.

Holding the five-ring priest's tin staff, Elitoya looked holy and dazzling in the sunlight.

But...

"She's not that normal person."

Simon left an inexplicable word, shook his head, and turned around.

"Master Simon?" Lorena turned around, trying to keep up with Simon.

But her body suddenly stiffened, as if she had been clinged to her shoulders by a witch, and indescribable whispers rang in her ears, and fear and despair flashed in her heart.

The sudden feeling of fear made her stand still.

Immediately afterward, a figure in a pure white priest's robe passed by her.

Lord Elitoya?

By the time he came to his senses, Simon had already walked far away from Elitoya.

But... Isn't Mistress Elitoya still distributing food to orphans?

She subconsciously turned her head.

Behind him is also a place where food is distributed.

Tables, soup tables, bread... But—

What about people?

The orphans and Earth Mother Cultists who begged for food are gone... Everything seemed empty.

"She's not that normal person."

Simon's words exploded in his ears.

Lorena subconsciously looked at Eritoya, who was following behind Simon.

Inexplicably... I just felt goosebumps.

......

The person who needs to be cultivated for Simon now is the Scourge Red Star.

Because if you can't get the last mask fragment from the ruins of the Old Witch Cult... It's already too late.

Simon looked up at the already approaching star in the sky.

"The Four Pillars God..."

He muttered to himself.

The help of the Red Star, a scourge that is not afraid of death, is indispensable.

Because the Cataclysm Red Star who came to this world from another world has no faith.

Unlike the natives who have a strong belief in Mother Mother God, Scourge is able to step into the old witch ruins that are considered ominous.

Their strength must be needed for this.

Keep them enthusiastic about working for Grey Moon while also moving forward with the quest process on Squire Simon's side.

Because of time... Not much, indeed.

Thinking of this, Simon looked sideways at the floating blue light screen.

Today's player forums are still buzzing.

As the popularity of Ivey continues to rise, players from other kingdoms and duchy fortress camps have also popped up on the player forums, and of course, most of the hot topics are still from the Gray Moon Fortress.

"I've re-deleted the number and chosen the spawn point! Now I'm a Greymoon too! ”

This comment is followed by a picture of the mission to hunt the limb mudfish:

'Hunt the Limb Mud Fish Mission. ’

'You've met a well-dressed old Squire of the Grey Moon, and he'd like you to collect some mudfish eyeballs for him.

Satisfy his demands, and you may get some unexpected benefits as a result. ’

'Quest completion requirements: 50 eyeballs of the mudfish with limbs. ’

'Mission Reward: Unknown. ’

Below are the replies from players from other factions.

"I hate it so much! I'm going to delete the number and choose the Gray Moon Fortress too! The Ivey Continent misunderstands my future! This is a comment from a player in a principality.

"My eyes are so jealous that the walls are separated, I want to delete the number! I'm going to the Grey Moon! "This is a player from a certain kingdom.

Players from the other factions had bloodshot eyes with envy, while players in the Grey Moon Fortress below were secretly refreshed, but their mouths were still bitter.

"Simon thief give me death!"

"Already... I don't want to move bricks anymore, already... I can't move it. Papa Simon, please, let me open a player hut. ”

Looking at these comments, Simon was silent on the surface, but in fact, he was already happy in his heart.

Have you ever seen long-legged leeks coming to your house begging you to karma them?

The players are begging you to karma them, you don't karma them leeks, are you still human?

That's pretty much how Simon feels right now.

"wdnmd, I'm still mining to make up the ore set, otherwise I will be eaten by mud fish all the time. Do you know what it's like to flick a knife with a thick mud skin? The meat quality is extremely poor! The experience was extremely poor! "Pictured is a sharp-edged round dance stick that has been chopped to tatters.

"I knew there was a round dance stick upstairs. What about Nima, a waste weapon like a round dance stick? Isn't it fragrant? Look at me too much to stab and catch the dragon! "The attached GIF is the content of this player who raises his hand and stabs, holds a knife and flies into the air handsomely, and then is bitten from the sky by a mud fish.

"Die twenty more times, die twenty more times and I'll definitely kill the mudfish."

“？？？ Upstairs, Lao Tie, are you trying to kill the mud fish? ”

In addition to these comments, there are even some players who have managed to hunt mudfish.

It's only been three days, and someone has already successfully hunted mud fish?

Simon was a little interested. He just wanted to click in to check the situation, but the next moment-

"Simeon-sama."

A respectful voice came from the mouth of the soldier guarding the dungeon, interrupting Simon's thoughts.

"Hmm." Simon nodded, looking away from the player's forum and instead looking at the building in front of him.

Grey Moon Fortress dungeon.

This is where yesterday's old witch cultist was held.

Simon is here because he has some things he wants to ask the other person about.