"You know, since the Great War of the Century more than a hundred years ago, the Holy Blood Empire has had too few mages, and you have too much hope in you." Eliza put her hand on her shoulder, and her eyes returned to their usual sternness, "So, you must grow up as soon as possible." ”

"I know, Eliza, I know......" Sigrid's voice grew weaker, but she didn't seem so scared.

In its place was another emotion -

She gently held the short staff of oak phoenix feather in her hand tightly, her index finger rubbing up and down the smooth, straight staff.

A chill crept out from above, as she had done countless times, and it gently responded to her, and stayed with her, soothing her emotions.

In the magical world, the white-winged little girl finds peace in her heart.

Eliza let out a long breath, then stood up and put her hand on the side of the boat.

Schools of fish swim happily on the bottom of the sea, and the sea in the distance undulates and crashes against each other to make waves.

Everything seemed so calm and wonderful.

It's just that she frowned, and a deep worry appeared in her red eyes—

Didn't complete the mission, brought back the Chosen One, and didn't know what the future would hold.

The future of the Holy Blood Empire is worrying, and the King of the Eternal Night has become more capricious......

A delicate and noble face appeared in her brain, and her long silver hair was like moonlight.

“K。” Eliza's rosy lips closed slightly, and she let out a helpless sigh.

She remembered the knightly oath she had made, "No matter what, I will obey you and protect you." ”

"Captain!" The Blood Clan guard at the bow of the ship shouted, joking her out of her thoughts.

"Something terrible seems to be coming!" The guards tried to keep their composure, but their voices were shaking.

This is clearly not due to the turbulence at sea, or the possibility of a storm.

They had been in battle, and they were not afraid of life and death, and nothing on the sea was enough to make a veteran so panicked.

So something terrible must have happened.

Eliza grabbed the hilt of her sword and walked towards the other party.

Following the guidance of the guards, she saw a cloud flying quickly in the distant sky.

"That's ......"

It was at this moment that she suddenly felt that the previous defeat was not the most unlucky thing for the warriors of the Holy Blood Empire.

……

Because the speed was too fast, the streamer rubbed violently against the air, making a piercing sound.

The warriors of the Blood Clan covered their ears and watched as the light quickly approached.

Eliza's face turned pale with fright, and her brain was in chaos, like a nightmare.

In her life, she had seen the same situation once.

I don't want to see it a second time.

However, the scene at that time was enough to make him feel fearful, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, like a shadow, carved into life.

Just thinking about it is maddening enough.

The thing pierced through the clouds and held up a long white wave, like a pure lightning bolt wrapped in air.

But Eliza knew it wasn't lightning.

It was only the light of the fire that was stirred up by friction as the air flowed through the air, and because of its speed and rotation, it rolled up the sea water and the mist in the air, so that it seemed to them like a transparent sword of lightning flashing.

Until that terrible thing fell on the heads of the people.

Hanging above the sky.

The sun faded away, and the cold wind carved the sea water into the shape of a man.

Her whole body was made of water, and she was wearing a long green dress.

The long, turquoise seaweed-like hair defies gravity and floats upwards as if immersed in the sea.

Her fingers were clasped at her sides, drawing a graceful arc outward.

Shimmering.

It spreads from the soles of her feet all the way up.

It was as if a wind was blowing through a lotus leaf.

Her long dress rippled in the air, and even the sun dimmed.

It was then, noticing the perfect silhouette, that Eliza's heart jumped.

This person is exactly the same as she saw more than a hundred years ago, still young and beautiful.

She's the same as the Bloodline, doesn't she grow old?

But Eliza didn't believe that it was a chance that they met a hundred years later, on this sea, on their way back to the Holy Blood Empire.

The arrangement of fate.

it.

The other party floated in the air, looking at them condescendingly, like a king from above, looking at the world.

She raised her right hand and made a stop gesture forward, and the wind around her immediately came to a standstill.

The sail, which had lost momentum, immediately deflated and hung limply on the mast.

The sea is calm and waveless, and you can see the sun and the moon.

"Vampires." Two bright blue lights shot out of the other party's eyes, and his whole body was glowing with a burst of translucent white, "I don't want to kill you, if you want to live, answer me a few questions." ”

Her voice is like a heavenly sound, and like thunder and lightning, it pierces directly through people's ears and hits the soul.

With an unstoppable majesty and an irresistible sense of oppression.

Eliza looked at her blankly, her eyes blank.

She suddenly remembered that the Holy Blood Archmage had also shown a similar appearance-

It is called the Forbidden Spell Magister level, and can reach the supreme form of [Rules].

"Please tell me."

The opponent's hands are fluffing at his sides, as if they are holding two invisible balls, gradually pushing upwards.

At the same time, the surrounding waters swelled upward, gradually forming two cupola waterfalls, sandwiching the sails of the Crimson Guards in between.

Anyone in such an environment will feel like they are falling into hell.

No, not even hell is so scary.

Eliza's heart was beating violently, and she had no doubt that she would be buried at the bottom of the sea in the next moment.

Perhaps, when the two waves came, she was already crushed by the great force.

"What do you want to know?!" Her hands gripped the side of the boat tightly, and the soles of her feet swayed.

Sigrid clung to the railing and curled up in the corner, staring at them with a glazed look in her eyes, her face pale with fright.

In the eyes of the Blood Clan guards, the mage in front of him in a long blue dress was like a god.

The other seemed to be quite satisfied with their reaction, and bowed slightly.

The light surged upwards from the soles of her feet, like the light of the moon.

She spoke slowly, in a tone that could not be refused, with a thunderous majesty, and asked,

"Why are you here?"

"What happened to you?"