"This is!?"

Seeing the appearance of the girl who looked exactly like Agulola, Vatra could not hide her consternation in the slightest. Ice & Fire #Text

But, after a while, Vatra smiled.

He smiled very happily.

"I see, did Your Majesty actually bring you here?" Vatra said happily, "So, which one are you?" ”

Vatra made such an inquiry.

The fairy-like girl stared at Vatra with a blank look in her eyes.

However, the girl spoke anyway and answered Vatra's question.

"I am the tenth, the tenth puppet of the beast who is in charge of the fourth true ancestor."

The girl introduced herself.

Yes.

Trumpet ten.

This girl is one of the twelve "Flame Night Uncles", and Agulola is the same as the base of the Fourth True Ancestor, and the body is sealed with the Fourth True Ancestor's Beast.

"Are you the Tenth?"

Vatra glanced at the fairy girl with a look that looked like she wanted to swallow the tenth.

Naturally, the tenth trumpet would not fail to perceive this.

"Want to devour me? Ophiuchio? ”

No. 10 looked directly at Vatra, but he was not afraid of Vatra's eyes, and he still behaved so unwaveringly.

"How so?" Vatra shook her head and said sincerely, "You don't belong to me, but to that person." ”

Vatra understood the reason why Garda had brought the tenth to the Isle of the Strings.

And Vatra was overjoyed.

Because, as Jarda said, if what she was going to do was really what Vatra had imagined, it would definitely not be a bad thing for Vatra.

"So you'll be able to give me a taste of Miko first, right?"

Jada confirmed in a tone that sounded like a compromise with Vatra.

But in reality, even if Vatra doesn't allow it, Jarda doesn't care, right?

It's just that at that time, it will become necessary to eliminate Vatra first, and then contact Luo Zhen.

This wasn't something for Jarda to hold back on.

Even if the opponent is the existence that claims to be closest to the True Ancestor, that is the same.

Naturally, Vatra understands this situation as well.

However, for now, Vatra can no longer object.

Vatra wanted to know only one more thing.

"What about the sixth?"

Vatra asked with a smile on her face.

Of the twelve corpses in the matrix, there are three remaining in addition to the nine that have been absorbed.

One is the number ten in the scene.

One is Agulola, who is the twelfth.

The remaining one is the sixth.

That is, all but the sixth trumpet has appeared.

And that matrix, just like the tenth, is in the Chaos Realm, managed by the girl in front of him who used to be the Chosen Emperor.

Now that the tenth number has appeared, where is the last sixth, Vatra will certainly be curious.

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"Number Six is no longer with me."

Jiada said this very directly.

"Gone?"

Vatra's eyes narrowed.

In the end, No. 10, who was present, told the reason in an indifferent tone.

"Unlike those of us who don't expect their survival, the Sixth and the Twelfth, like the Twelfth, have a reason to exist in the world, although the Sixth is not like the Twelfth, hoping to live and have its own life, but the life of the Sixth has also contributed to that insignificant cause, so long before that, the Sixth has left the Chaos Realm."

Trumpet 10 said just that.

"Really?"

Vatra also seemed to remember the different experiences of Number Six and the rest of the Matrix, and looked at Jarda.

"Did Your Majesty allow the Sixth to leave?"

Vatra made such an inquiry.

At the very least, Vatra didn't believe that Number Six would be able to break out of her grip without Gada's permission.

Jarda nodded suddenly.

"That girl's way of existence is interesting, since the original has been sealed, and the calculation of using the matrix as a transaction to conclude a peace treaty with the Fourth True Ancestor will not work, then, it doesn't hurt to let her go."

It was for this reason that Jarda allowed Sixth to leave without permission.

"Anyway, she'll be back sooner or later." Jiada said with some pity, "As long as she continues to insist on that way of being, then sooner or later she will come to visit this demon special zone." ”

Jarda's words silenced Number Ten.

"That's a shame."

Vatra only had this level of feeling.

"Stand down here, Vatra." Gyada glanced at Vatra and smiled meaningfully, "Perhaps, you can also participate in a good entertainment event next." ”

Hearing this, Vatra couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Followed by

"That's really exciting."

After saying this, Vatra bowed again, and her whole body turned into a golden mist and disappeared.

This means that Vatra has indeed compromised and is ready to sit on the sidelines.

Jarda and the Tenth watched Vatra's departure.

"Okay, there's no one in the way."

Jarda turned her head to look at the entire String God City in front of her, and asked as if she didn't care.

"What are you going to do next?"

The object of Jiada's inquiry is, of course, the tenth.

Trumpet 10 closed his eyes, and opened them after a while.

"I'm going to meet my sister who has pinned our hopes."

Trumpet 10 replied.

And Jarda smiled as if she had expected this answer.

"In that case, you can go."

Jada gave Tenth a lease of freedom.

"Thank you."

Number Ten replied lightly, then turned around and left the place.

Jarda didn't look back at the fairy girl, just looked ahead.

There, a small campus sits.

"The festival is about to begin."

Cada muttered to herself in anticipation.

"Let's move on."

"Continue the feast we have waited for."

After half a year, a feast called "Feast of Flames" visited the city again.

It's just that, this time, there will be no more vampire infections, only the friction and conflict of fate and fate.

Of course, one thing is certain.

That is, a catastrophe that will sweep through the entire String God Island is coming.

And there are two at the center of this disaster.

One is a teenager who is at war with fate.

One is a girl who compromises with fate.

"Nangong Yaori."

"Nangong that month."

Jarda called the siblings' names.

"What will happen to you after this?"

Jada was looking forward to it and excited.

"Just let me see."

As she spoke, Jarda turned around, as if blending into the space, and her figure slowly disappeared, and soon disappeared completely.

In Xianjin City, the atmosphere of the festival in Haha-in Temple is still permeating, and it seems to be so lively everywhere.

But this festival is destined to be unpeaceful.