About an hour later, Surya, who was floating on the River Styx, woke up.

When Surya woke up, she found that her body was soaked in cold water, the air she breathed was very turbid, and she was still holding a heavy person in her arms.

"Where is this?"

The girl struggled to stand up, feeling a pain in her body, and she couldn't use her strength.

But this corrupt air inexplicably gives people a very comfortable feeling.

The fighting spirit cultivated by the swordsmen and the magic power of the mages can be traced back to the elements in the air, but they let the elements act more on themselves, rather than studying their composition and application and then releasing them. Therefore, the perception is not so keen, and can only vaguely detect the difference of the elements, but it is impossible to say why it is so.

She still held Lancelot's wooden sword in her hand, while the other black sword vanished, turning into a black scroll floating on the water.

Surya picked up the scroll and withdrew it into the ring, focusing on the person in her arms.

"Miss Lilith?"

The girl thought hard for a long time, and finally remembered who this silver-haired girl was who she was a little familiar.

Only now she seemed to be a little different—like a shattered statue, with cobweb-like cracks all over her body, and where the gaps intersected, peeling off piece by piece, revealing an amber core.

The icy water immediately poured through the crevices, and as it flowed, it was also stained with some amber. Lilith's face grew paler, and her mouth began to mumble incoherently.

Dani ...... Damien ......"

"Damian?"

Surya suddenly remembered the owner of the name.

Zayx, a necromancer in the White Rock Mines!

The memory that had been silent for a long time was rediscovered, and she finally remembered why Miss Lilith was so familiar.

The painting she'd seen in Zayx's study! Grace Jones!

So this person in front of me is not Lilith at all, but Grace!

Surya hurriedly hugged her, trying to keep her warm with her own body heat.

"Damien ......"

Grace's murmurs grew softer and colder, the wash of the River Styx slowly smashing her body.

"Miss Grace! Mr. Damian is alive! ”

Sullya hugged her tightly and hurried towards the towering riverbank.

There seemed to be an invisible staircase in the icy River Styx, and the water on it was up to her thighs.

But that doesn't mean she can carry Grace out of the water.

Whenever she tried to hold her out of the river, the current would always become sticky, like countless ghostly hands pulling at her hair and shattered body from all sides, always revealing more amber cores after the struggle. When the movement is too violent, there will be waves rolling up and rushing towards her.

Surya realizes that the glowing cores are Grace's essence, and tries not to let the river touch them.

"Miss Grace, hold on! Mr. Damian is still alive, he loves you very much, and there is still a portrait of you hanging in his study, and he even did not hesitate to become a necromancer in order to find you......"

"You have to hold on! I swear I'll take you to him! ”

As the girl ran desperately, Styx seemed to realize that a sweet soul was breaking out of her cage, and tried her best to stop it, and waves swelled up and beat on Surya.

She gritted her teeth and carried Grace behind her back, the sticky river unwillingly entanglement the silver-haired girl's feet.

"You're going to do it!"

Running to the towering shore, a bright purple aura appeared on Surya's body, and she was only about ten centimeters away from her body, which was the limit of what she could do - the limit of what she could do after a difficult battle and a sword that shook the world.

Seeing that the target was about to leave, the River Styx seemed to be crazy and rolled up a huge wave, fanning it like a big hand, Surya let out a low cry, poured all the power into his legs, jumped over, and forcibly broke free from the river that was dragging Grace.

Now she was floating in mid-air, and the waves were coming, and the girl turned around and slashed with all her strength, cutting a depression in the viscous river, which bounced her out like jelly.

The two big hands condensed by the river could also be closed, and they almost controlled her.

"Goodbye!"

Surya, who had successfully landed with this force, waved her hand at the Styx, breathed a sigh of relief, and then lay on the ground without caring about her image.

"Whew—I'm tired of Miss Ben."

Lying on the ground, she didn't have time to pay attention to the dim, cloudy sky in front of her.

"I seem to have been sent to a terrible place."

The girl thought.

……

Today is September 23, 599 in the Misty Calendar.

It's been more than five months since the Shining Gold was moved to Second Avenue in Hosdey, and it's changed dramatically.

The mosquito-shaped streets of the city are particularly deserted.

There are two reasons for this desolation: the first is the sharp decline in the absolute population, and the second is the sharp decline in the relative population.

The reason for the former is that more than five months ago, the city lord Hosdi waved his hand and took out ten tickets for the Nagfar, claiming that he could bring 50 people on board, for which the mercenaries fought for their heads.

Although it was a "competition" competition, and the winner was eligible to board the ship, this "competition" was a real bloody battle, so after the competition, the city with all the soldiers was almost 1/10 less resident.

The death rate of the race is as high as 40%, and the registration fee is enough for several ferry tickets.

Needless to say, the winner went to the port of Guiore with his family, and the stalls that should have been collected were also closed, and the shops that should have been closed were also closed, so naturally no one would remain in the city.

Some of the shops that closed were "House of Mika" and "Sweet Sweet".

The siblings, Mika and Sweet, have grown to appreciate Glazer (albeit under the guise of Mu Yan) after the change, but they also feel their own weakness. So the two abandoned the "spoon" and set foot on the battlefield again, standing out from the group of seventh-level mercenaries and having the qualifications to board the ship.

Supporting Sweete to fight to the end is not only a thirst for power, but also a longing for Glazer - no matter how ugly monster Lord Glazer becomes, Sweete will be with you until the end!

That's what the girl thought.

During this period, the two shops were loaned to two brothers, Jerry and Tom, who used their keen sense of smell to the extreme, and their hand speed as thieves was not bad, and Tom's seemingly innate talent for cooking made the business even more prosperous than before.

But there is no such thing as a feast, and with the departure of Mika and Sweet, the two shops are closed.

There is no "contract" transfer of Hosdi, if you don't want it, it will belong to Hosdi, and even if you are related by blood, you can't "inherit".

Jerry and Tom were forced to leave.

Fortunately, they had saved a lot of money during this time, and the two decided to go to the city of Vadan north of Hosdi to see the world.

"We don't go to the port of Guior, just watch the big ships in the Nashar valley pass by from a distance in Vadan."

This is a true portrayal of the hearts of the two.

At this moment, they are already in the city of Vadan where their material life is prosperous, and they are living a very prosperous life, except that the money on hand is almost exhausted.

And at this moment, inside and outside the Ember Manor outside Hosdi, Glazer looked at his castle reluctantly, and Mu Yan was waiting on the side, not urging.

After a long time, the old man sighed lightly and turned around.

"Where's the big bag?" Mu Yan asked.

Glazer pouted: "Leave it to look after the house, clean up or something." ”

Mu Yan couldn't help laughing. "Are you sure you want to keep a box to look after? Still cleaning? ”

"Otherwise, leave a candlestick? Or a broomstick? The old man smiled. Let's go, there's nothing to be nostalgic about. ”

"Hmm."

Mu Yan nodded, put his finger in his mouth and whistled, and a snowball-like creature flew down the terrace.

"What is this?" The old man stared curiously at the owl-like creature.

"An elemental creature I made out of basic spiritualism."

He stretched out his arm for the snowy owl to rest on it, and smirked.

"It also has a nice name called 'Hedwig the Brave.'"

Glazer was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but reach for Hedwig's feathers, who suddenly dodged away and glared at him with bulging eyes.

"You're out of the realm of 'basic spiritualism', aren't you?"

"No, no, no, this stupid bird doesn't know anything but fly and listen to my commands." Mu Yan explained: "At first, I was going to make a Silver Wing Flying Eagle, but it turned out to be a fork. ”

In fact, he embellished his artistic talents, he just wanted to pinch a cat......

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but be more curious, and casually asked, "Can it fight?" ”

"Of course!"

"That'...... What about the main way? ”

"Of course, it's the romance of the mage! Otherwise, why is it called 'Brave Hedwig'? ”

“……”