Chapter 56: Chess pieces are buried at this moment

What to do?

What to do?

Alyssa's heart is broken, if Doyle is allowed to check, will she check out the fact that her body is impregnated with dark magic?

Although she is the key of the gods and will not be corrupted by any evil magic, it was before she died, and after her death, she was undoubtedly reawakened from the abyss of death by black magic, and the various performances of the people around her after her resurrection proved that the majesty of the god as the key of the gods has gradually been lost.

Now she should no longer be the key of God.

What am I going to do?

Alyssa threw a pleading look at Felik, but to her devastation, Felik looked at her with a look of anticipation, as if he was his lifeline.

Well, it's all but a gamble, Alyssa thought to herself.

She took a deep breath.

"Lord Doyle, I don't think there's any need for this, as the key to the prophesied kingdom of God, the Pope and the priest have proved that I will not be corrupted by any evil spells, and I will not be able to be used by evil people.

I don't know where you heard about drinking blood, but there's no doubt that it's a rumor, and there's absolutely no such thing, so why would I drink blood, right? ”

Alyssa thought she was doing a good job, but Doyle didn't seem to appreciate it.

"Your Highness, could you please give me your hand? All it takes is a moment. ”

Doyle could be heard trying to be patient, but she seemed to be running out of patience.

Felik rolled his eyes when he saw Alyssa trembling and stretching out her hand, if it were him, he would never do it, even if he had a dead face.

Doyle took Alyssa's hand, a pale golden glow lit up where the hands intersected, and Doyle's face flashed with surprise, and he immediately let go of his hand, took a step back and leaned over respectfully.

"Your Highness, I'm being overwhelmed."

Huh? What's going on?

Not only Felik, but even Alyssa was puzzled and puzzled, did Doyle's reaction mean that he had not been able to detect traces of black magic?

Doyle stretched out her index finger and continued to write intricate and profound magical words in the air, rows and rows of glowing inscriptions that she easily carved into the air.

Finally, the inscription vanished into thin air with a series of esoteric and vague syllables, along with the spell and the magical chains on Felik and Afra.

"Felik, since Her Royal Highness the princess is fine, then you should also be innocent, although fighting with blood is not a fighting method worth boasting about, but it does not belong to the evil category."

Doyle smiled at Felik and said with a smile on her face that seemed relieved.

Once Doyle had healed Felik's severed right arm with a healing spell, she left, saying she wanted Jon and Ron to explain.

As soon as Doyle left, Elisa's tense expression could no longer be maintained, her vision was dark for a moment, her steps were unsteady, and she could only stand by holding on to the wall, and her beautiful face seemed to have withered a lot from the series of stimuli just now.

She looked at Felik with longing eyes, gently stuck out her tongue, and licked her lips unconsciously, although there was resistance in her eyes, but from her expression it was clear that she was already thinking about what reason to ask Felik for blood.

Felik moved his well-placed arm, looked at the pitiful and troubled princess in front of him, sighed, and said, "Okay, it's just for you." ”

Although Felik was very reluctant to bleed again, Alyssa in front of him was like a pet, beautiful and moving, and she looked at herself with that kind of eyes, which really couldn't be refused.

With that, the two went to Alyssa's bedroom.

But the careless Felik left the unconscious Afra in place.

When Afra woke up, she vaguely saw a figure in front of her.

"Commander?"

It was finally clear in front of him that it was not Felik at all, but a very handsome teenager.

The other crouched down next to her and looked at him, smiling, with a hint of a smile in the depths of his pupils.

Not the regimental commander?!

With a smack, Afra sprang up from the ground.

She touched her head, frowned and looked down to remember.

She was taking a nap at the time, and when she was woken up, she went out to see that half of the mansion had collapsed, and the head of the regiment, the head of the Howell family, an uncle, and a woman who looked like a magician were standing there as if they were about to fight.

And the most critical thing is that the right arm of the regiment commander was cut off! She rushed out without thinking about it, only to be tied up in magic chains by the silver-gray haired woman, and then she lost consciousness and only woke up now.

I didn't expect to wake up and lie alone in the corridor, and it was strangely cold.

Afra looked through the lattice window in the hallway and looked at the sky, the clouds outside were cascading like fish scales, burned by the fiery sunset, and even Afra's little face was reflected red.

She pulled her gaze back to the young man, looked at it carefully, suddenly felt familiar, and after taking a serious look, she finally remembered who the person in front of her was.

Afra pointed at the other in surprise.

"Aren't you the bastard who snatched my bag last time?! You...... How did you end up here? ”

The boy laughed.

"I don't want you, I have a name, my name is Lance."

"Who knows your name! It's all because of you and I that I'll be caught! ”

Afra stamped her feet in frustration, trying to show her anger, but Lance laughed at her young girl's appearance.

"You guy, you're so annoying!"

Looking at the size of Lance, Afra's eyes became vicious, her fingers hooked the silk thread around her waist, and she wrinkled her nose and glared at Lance, like an angry lion cub.

Lance pushed his hands forward to signal the other party to dissipate his anger, restrained his mockery, and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, although I robbed you of your treasure at the time, but I didn't mean to, you think that if you didn't have me, I'm afraid you would have left Felik, and it would be impossible for you to stay by his side now." ”

Afra also put away her stance of attacking, glanced at Lance, and snorted coldly, "It's none of your business." ”

"How about making friends? I'll give you all those things back. ”

"Don't."

With that, Afra turned around and walked away.

Lance stood still and watched Afra's back disappear around the corner of the hallway, the smile on his face slowly disappearing.

Hester stood behind Lance for some time, he looked in the direction Afra left, and a sneer bloomed on the corner of his mouth: "Lance, you just put a spell on that little girl?" ”

"Of course." Lance's eyes were like ice, and his answer did not contain any emotion: "Felik's companion is his biggest flaw, and it would be foolish not to take advantage of it." ”

Turning and walking towards his room, Lance thought as he went.

He came to the imperial capital as a brave candidate, because his strength in the last election had been recognized by the Holy See, so he did not have to participate in the first audition.

And now he temporarily lives outside the royal city as a candidate for bravery, but because of his qualification as a high-level magician, he can borrow books from the royal library, and because of this, Lance can enter and leave the royal city at will.

It was a coincidence that he met Afra in the hallway this time, but I have to say that he was very lucky, and now that he has buried this chess piece, it will be easier for him to kill Felik.