Did you fight up above? Is it over? Can you fish me up? I really want to see ...... - boring Eric

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"What are you doing!"

The scene in front of him caused Sherlock to let out a scream, but the merchant was not slow to react, and in the next moment he completely activated the power of the brand and completely took control of Celio.

The light of sanity vanished from the old swordsman's eyes, but a relieved smile remained on his lips.

In fact, what he had just said to Amacer was half true and half false: the merchant's life was tied to him, and as the owner of the brand, if Sherlock died, his soul would quickly dissipate. And the real part is that it's not up to him to decide whether Surya can hold on or not.

Now, the consciousness that originally belonged to him has been covered by the imprinted owner, and only a humanoid Gundam remains, and the pilot is none other than Sherlock himself.

……

Amatho watched the other man's sword brush his body without blinking his eyes, he chose to believe the crow swordsman.

The moment he got out of trouble, he rolled on the spot and pounced on the merchant, not even paying attention to the sword light that was close at hand.

"Bell—"

Surya leapt forward suddenly, her wooden sword blocking Silio's stabbing attack on the elf, and she fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings that had been knocked down by a great force.

Just a second passed.

"Next!"

She tossed the wooden sword to Amatho, and took out a spare longsword from the spatial ring herself, barely resisting Silio.

Incidentally, she took out the scroll as well, hoping that this strange thing would come in handy, and that it would not be able to turn into the black sword of that day.

Sherlock was so desperate that he didn't care about the girl who fell to the ground, and he immediately controlled Silio to rush towards Amacer. The elves, on the other hand, completely abandoned their defenses, ignoring attacks from behind, and only had a fat merchant with a hideous expression in their eyes.

At the same time, Suria bounced off the ground and grabbed Silio's ankle.

"It's the second second!"

The girl let out a roar of rage, halting the old swordsman's progress, and the sharp light of the sword grazed the soles of Amacer's shoes, peeling off a layer of orange gum.

Seeing that the strange longsword in the elf's hand was about to stab him, Sherlock didn't seem to be flustered, he seemed to realize what the two were trying to do, and instead showed a sinister smile.

Unhurriedly, he pulled out a crystal ball, which was filled with a cozy-looking cyan air mass. The fingers pressed slightly, and the soft pale cyan light immediately enveloped him like a blister.

This is a wizard prop given to him by the Oriental painter, called the Fog Bead, which he has tested, can resist at least level 7 mercenary level attacks, and has always been regarded by him as a personal treasure, which even Silio does not know.

At the same time, he also threw down Amacer without hesitation, and controlled Silio to stab Sulia with a backhand in the way.

It seemed that the two men from Lokan had collapsed in all directions, and there was no chance at all, but Amacer's face did not change, and he still held his sword and stabbed forward with all his strength, trying to completely erase the mocking smile on the other party's face.

The look at the animals, the feeling of fat fingers with disgusting sweat stains on the face.

You will pay for your actions!

The elf's speed increased by another minute, and in the merchant's field of vision, it seemed that the tip of a waxed sword was constantly expanding.

……

On the other side, Silio shattered the girl's spare sword and stabbed her wrist with an expressionless face—Sherlock remembered his servant saying that a swordsman would be ineffective if he wounded his wrist and knee.

The old swordsman was so fast that Surya didn't have time to dodge.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The ancient scrolls scattered on the ground seemed to feel the stimulus, and a fierce sword intent burst out of it, and pounced towards Silio like a tiger descending from a mountain, which was able to block the blow.

Seeing this strange scene, the girl hurriedly grasped the scroll and tried to pull the black sword out of it to fight, but when her hand touched it, an abundant suction force was released from it, spreading all over her body, as if to suck her soul away.

Seeing that the enemy who had been blocked by a blow was about to turn back, the girl gritted her teeth, gave up resistance, and let the suction force swim through her body, and suddenly felt that most of her strength had been drained, and her body became cold and weak, but at the same time there seemed to be some kind of indescribable connection between her and the ancient scroll.

It's like something you've never seen before, but at first glance it feels inexplicably intimate.

And after absorbing enough souls, the ancient words also rose on it, turning into a pitch-black long sword, once again blocking Silio's attack.

The two swords collided, and Celio took a half step back, and the black sword swirled on the ground, and a figure appeared next to him.

"Obey the call."

It's a female voice, somewhat similar to Surya, but more sefound.

This is......

Surya looked up weakly, and her body began to tremble involuntarily after seeing the figure clearly.

Under the cloudy sky, a female swordsman with a glimmer of light around her body stood leaning against her sword, her silver skirt armor blooming like petals, carved with a dark red rose pattern.

Her long blonde hair was tied back with a ribbon, and her face was delicate but with a sense of majesty.

Arthur Edwards – almost exactly the same picture she saw in her study.

The difference is that behind the painting is a gorgeous sunset, like a battlefield at sunset. And now, the surroundings were dark, the sky was chaotic, and the air was cold and desperate.

But what is the same is that no matter where it is, this figure always brings victory and hope.

……

At the same time, the situation on the other side was also unexpected.

Sherlock is convinced that the "Mist Bead" can withstand the attack of the "cutie" in front of him, so he looks at Amatho with a cat-and-mouse smile on his face.

However, the truth is the opposite, this wooden sword is like a water-absorbing sponge, and when it pierces the shield, all the green qi around it is sucked away, and not only that, but even the beads that are not completely released are also pulled out.

The green qi was absorbed by the wooden sword and transformed into a more active surging element that was released in the air. If a spellcaster is here, he will feel the air filled with elemental joy.

So the wooden sword pierced him unhindered, and the merchant even died with a playful expression.

Not only did he not expect it, but neither did Amacer. The elf stabbed the sword with all his strength in anger, but felt no resistance, so much so that it completely pierced Sherlock's left chest and nailed him to the ground completely before realizing that the other party was already cold.

He didn't have time to be surprised, and hurriedly turned to look at Surya's side.

Silio, who had lost his master's control, remained motionless, the light in his eyes having dissipated. Amber gelatinous souls peeked out of his ears and were pulled into the sky with an invisible force.

But more than that, Arthur, who stands between Silio and Suria, is more eye-catching.

Amacer ran over, but before he could get closer, a sword light slashed, and an unfathomable ravine appeared in front of him.

"One step closer, kill."

The elf was a little confused, and he pointed to the girl who was lying on the ground.

"We're friends, please let me make sure she's safe first."

Arthur is unmoved, as the soul of the scroll sealed in Cantusha, she is currently only under the orders of Surya.

"He's my friend, it's okay."

The girl explained, and Arthur let down his guard against Amath.

She struggled to her feet with Amacer's support and staggered to Celio, trying to hold on.

In a few short days, two people had already disappeared forever because of her, and she didn't want this to happen again.

But she couldn't do anything, she could only watch as the other person's soul slowly dissipated, like a hole in the water balloon, the contents kept flowing out, and gradually became shriveled.

"He lied." Elf said.

He lowered his head, clenched his fists, and a sad look appeared on his face. He still had an apology on behalf of the elves that he couldn't say, but he didn't have a chance.

Surya's gaze was equally sad, and she clenched her fist against her left chest and bowed slightly.

Arthur noticed the movement here, flashed over, and the lilac light instantly enveloped Celio's rising soul.

"Soul that can be the keeper of the scroll is detected, do you accept it?"

The girl was surprised: "'Scroll keeper'? Are you talking about the previous scroll? ”

"Cantusha the Ancient Scroll, Keeper of the Oath." Arthur explained respectfully, his voice still unwavering.

Sullia pursed her lips, her gaze wandering back and forth between Celio's soul and Arthur's.

Arthur ...... Miss," she thought of calling her "ancestor" or "zengzeng...... Auntie" is not quite right, so I can only call it that.

"Do you know who you are? My name is Soulia Edwards. ”

She stared into the other's eyes, trying to catch a hint of human fluctuation.

Arthur, however, remained unmoved, knelt down on one knee, and repeated mechanically:

"Arthur Edwards, Keeper of the Scrolls, has followed the call."

Surya understood that the other party did not know him at all and did not know what the name meant.

"What happens if the soul in your hand isn't accepted into the scrolls?"

"Dissipate, and then become part of the River Styx."

"What if you become a scroll keeper? Losing your memories like you? The girl couldn't help but ask.

Arthur seemed a little confused by this sentence, and she didn't know how to answer. But by this time, Silio's soul had begun to escape uncontrollably.

"Take him, Miss Arthur."

Seeing this, Surya spoke: "He is a hero, and he should die with glory instead of leaving in humiliation." ”

Arthur nodded, and waved the black sword Cantusha in his hand, the tip of the sword swirled in a circle in the air, stretching upwards like a ribbon in the hand of a dancing girl, wrapping Celio's completely detached soul and slowly carrying it into the sword.

"Boom-"

There was a soft sound, and the old swordsman's soulless body quickly decayed, and then quickly collapsed, no different from the flesh armor made of "artificial flesh and blood" that he had worn on his body before.

Amather then remembered to ask why Surya was here.

The girl's expression was a little bitter, and there were too many things for her to explain.

"I have a companion, I'll bring her here."

"So coincidentally?" Amacer exclaimed, "I also have a companion, but it's a pity...... I don't know how to get him out of the River Styx. ”

"Miss Arthur, can you help me rescue my companion in the river?" Surya asked.

"As you wish."

The Keeper of the Scroll is left to his own devices, and then led by Amatho to the shore to save Eric, who has nothing to do.

……

Ten minutes later, the three spirits who met again sat down again under a ghost tree.

After Arthur rescued Eric, he returned to the scroll and was collected by Surya. Grace is still unconscious, but it is Eric, who has been staring at Suria since he came up.

Amacer stabbed him with his elbow, and our writer remained unmoved.

Just when Amatho wondered if his brain had been blistered by the river, Eric suddenly spoke.

"You're Susie?"

"Susie?"

Hearing this name, both the girl and the elf were stunned for a moment. The former is because it is familiar, and the latter is because it is unfamiliar.

"Are you ......" she looked at the human in front of her, making sure she hadn't seen each other.

Eric gestured to the petal-patterned ring on her ring finger.

"'I've never regretted that I've been desperate for love', remember me? Or the name 'Anthony'? ”

"Are you the 'forgiveness flower'?" The girl was startled at first, then realized that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that......"

"It's okay, it must have been Mu Yan's guy, right?" Eric smiled, such a bad name must have been given by the guy who could speak well.

"You mean Shamu?"

"Isn't his name Mu Yan?"

"Wait, you know?"

This time it was Amacer's turn to look shocked, he never thought that the human who suddenly popped up in front of him knew Surya.

And it sounds like he knows Xia Mu too?

From their mouths, they seem to have heard two names?

He didn't think of the frivolous but unusually cold "Xia Mu" before he died—some seemingly illogical words from the other party now seemed to have an explanation: that "Xia Mu" knew from the beginning that this world of the dead existed, and nine times out of ten he sent the real Xia Mu here, so he said things like "You will know later" and "I forcibly tied you to the chariot".

Now it seems that Surya is also on this chariot? So who is he going to deal with?

“…… The deeper reason is the game of the superiors, which is not a ...... that you can participate in now."

Wait, the "superior" he mentioned?

Amacer felt that his mind was running out all of a sudden, and when his mind was expanded, it was like opening the door to a new world, and countless bizarre conjectures and images flooded in, so that he was completely immersed in his thoughts, not even noticing what Eric was saying.

“…… Anyway, there have been some unfriendly stories, but they're all — hey, are you listening to me? Eric evaded the matter and brushed it off, keeping his head down the whole time, until he finally noticed that Amacer had a solemn face.

Is this story so solemn?

"Sorry, I was distracted." The elf smiled apologetically, and the sincerity of his expression was unscathing.

"Forget it, not hearing it is the greatest tenderness to me." Eric winked at Surya, as if to remind her not to shake her story out.

"His name is Anthony, he's a merchant, he lives in Nighttown, we know each other." Surya summed it up more simply and crudely.

"Call me Eric, I'm saying goodbye to that name and starting a new life, and I'll introduce you to my new friend, his name is Amacer." Eric touched his head, "But it looks like you know each other." ”

Amath smiled and pointed at him, "My first human friend, Eric. ”

Surya also extended his hand to Eric in a friendly manner: "Hello, I'm not called Susie, just call me Sulia." ”

"The Rose of the Empire? Actually, I guessed it when I first met the two of you. Eric beamed.

At the end of the greetings, the three of them ushered in a brief and awkward silence.

"So, apart from 'Heru' and 'Kingdom of the Dead', does anyone know exactly where this place is?" Eric asked.

He was greeted by a shake of his head.

"Can I ask a crucial question?

"Where's the guy we all know but doesn't show up here?"

Surya smiled wryly and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Amacer.

"I have a bold guess."

PS: Mu Yan's real name when he swore to the resentful soul flower.