There are fewer and fewer people alive in the lower city, and as the abyssal army spreads through the lower city, there are very few people who can hold on to the battle.

For the players who stayed in the lower city, this is a hell that has never been experienced, without the protection of the system, the hearts of the earthlings in this world are as fragile as expected, either forced to log out because of mental pressure beyond the limit, or fleeing the battle in despair, and only a few players are still standing with the aborigines as warriors.

After Agni and his party left the group of refugees, they never encountered any living people again, and they weaved through the quiet alleys, occasionally shutting down the ghouls and demons in their way as they headed for their destination.

"Sky Splitting Sword"!

The fierce blow of the fire was swung out, and a low-level demon in front of him was cut in half, and black blood burst out half the street.

Falling Rain is much easier to use the sword light to solve another low-level demon, and without the support of her inherent skills, she can still maintain her demeanor, which is the most incomprehensible thing for Agni Huo.

She put away her ritual knife and frowned, not showing a relaxed look because she had easily dealt with the demon, but instead seemed to be worried about something, and continued, "We may have caught the attention of the Abyss Army. ”

Agni was taken aback and looked up, "How come?" Do you see the Eye Fiend? ”

Luoyu shook his head, "I didn't see anything, it's just speculation." The timing of the demon's appearance was a bit abnormal, and I wondered if some of the demons began to spread throughout the city because they couldn't attack for a long time. ”

Agni breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to the waitress Sanny, "Miss Sanny, we're going to speed up, if we delay too long, it will be difficult to bring you back to the shelter once you fall into the abyss army." ”

Sunny's face turned a little pale, but she still closed her lips and nodded repeatedly, "Lord Agni, it will be faster to walk through this alleyway." ”

Five minutes later, Agni finally saw the small mound.

The small restaurant has a chic shape, but the sign decorated with cute patterns slumps down at the door.

"Sarah's Love Restaurant", that's the name of the restaurant.

The fire was in a trance, as if it was back in the morning, and the whole restaurant exuded a sense of peace. But soon he returns to reality, and the lower town is on the verge of destruction, and this chic little restaurant is no exception, leaving only a rundown.

But compared to other buildings that have become ruins or hotbeds of ghouls, this place is pretty good.

"Lord Agni, this is it, I put things in my room." Shanny said.

Agni and Falling Rain glanced at each other, then nodded, "Be careful, don't get attacked by walking corpses or ghouls." ”

"It's fine." "I'm the last one to leave the restaurant, there's no such thing in it, we've been out of business since yesterday, and I'm the only one left in the restaurant." ”

With that, the three of them entered the dining room through the inconspicuous back door.

"You see, I locked all the doors and windows before leaving, and then only the courtyard and façade of the dining room were destroyed, and no walking corpses or ghouls ever entered." Pointing to the clean interior, Sunny said, compared to the houses that have become hell, this small dining room can be said to be heaven.

"If we stay here too long, sooner or later we'll attract a horde of ghouls." Luo Yu glanced around and said coldly, "So, move faster!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Sanny nodded busily, then scurried upstairs as she said, "Our rooms are in the attic, please come with me." ”

After a while, Agni finally got his lost gift.

Those were three envelopes and three gift-wrapped boxes.

"Miss Layla asked me for a pen and paper halfway through, and wrote a letter, saying that she wanted to repay the kindness of the adults, and then explained that I had bought these three gifts." Shanny said.

Agni looked at the three gifts, not just expensive items or items like rings, just ordinary gifts. One is a songbook of ancient songs, which is clearly Minte's; One is the wave-watching instrument commonly used by the aboriginal mage apprentices when observing the Mosu Sea, which is obviously more advanced than the mass-produced goods distributed by the mage's guild; And for Agni himself, it was a buckle.

"Miss Layla gave this to me and asked me to find someone to make it look like a button." Sanny hurriedly said, with a somewhat uneasy look, "I don't know if it's to your liking?" ”

"......" Agni Huo grabbed the buckle with a somewhat complicated expression and picked up the buckle.

It was an ornament carved from crystal, with a simple pattern, with a diamond in the center and two wings sticking out above. The rough appearance can be seen in the details of the carver's seriousness, which is obviously carved slowly by hand. Outside the crystal of the main body, there is a finely woven rope buckle, I don't know which craftsman is handed, and those silk threads are wrapped around the crystal without an abrupt feeling, as if it should be so.

This type of buckle, usually used on the collar or cloak button, is a gift from someone close to you. What it represents may be family affection, or it may be ...... It's love.

He can see the information displayed in the UI.

"Star of the Winged Angel"

"The crystals carved by Layla, the Holy Winged Angel, represent her life as a human and have no effect."

An ordinary gift, but it represents Layla's clearest feelings and most profound sustenance as a human being. There were no properties or strange effects, but Agni carefully fastened it to the neckline.

Then there's Layla's letter.

"Dear Agni,

I'm really, really, really happy today! So happy I don't even know how to express it! After consulting with Miss Sunny in the restaurant, I decided that I would like to give you, Miss Minter, and Miss Amelia a gift in return, you must have got your hands on it by now, right? Are you happy (smiley)

Well...... It's embarrassing to say some things to your face, so I decided to write to you! Don't be too surprised when you receive it!

So, where do you start? Just half a year ago!

I am a child without parents, the bishops are my parents, the nuns are my sisters, the knights are my brothers, and the church is my home. I've been here for more than ten years, and the dull Cologne Fort hasn't changed much for more than ten years, and it's been the same for hundreds and thousands of years.

But on that day, the warrior who followed the divine call appeared, and that was you, the warriors. I have become the Guiding Priest of the Warfighters, and I am responsible for adjusting the bodies of the Warfighters so that you can adapt to life in this world.

You speak words that people don't understand, and you behave in a way that is very different from the people of Cologneburg, who have been called by the Divine, but who lack reverence for the Holy and the powerful. I don't know when I realized one thing, that is, the warriors are not holy warriors, they are just ordinary people from another world.

However, I am puzzled by the fact that the bishops do not seem to think so, and they think that it is normal for the essence of the warriors to be similar to angels, and to behave differently from humans. The main reason why they think this way is that the desire of the warrior is very simple, no matter how greedy they are, the ultimate goal is only to improve their strength and crusade against the abyss. They believe that there is no such thing as family, friendship, or love that human beings should have.

And this seems to have been proven in the past six months.

Most of you only have your own strength, some of you are upright, some are greedy, and some are desireless, but in the end, the fanaticism you show in the face of materials or items that can improve your strength is beyond our comprehension. Other than that, you don't have any desires, you don't care about emotional communication with humans, and the occasional enthusiasm is just for the sake of strength.

I've always hated this kind of warrior, you only have normal communication with each other, and when you face us, you always wear a mask, and on the surface you bow down to the priest or instructor, but in the depths of your eyes you don't think of us as equal beings at all. You can rise from the divine infinitely, but for us who have only one life, with an innate contempt and a sense of superiority.

I was born with the gift of being clear about these hidden emotions. That's why I hate the Warriors.

Until you show up.

I don't know why, when you appeared in my prayer room with that star-like phantom star, I knew you were different.

You're a Warlord, you're from the same place as the other Warfighters, but you're not like them.

I don't know how to put it into words, but it was as if I had suddenly woken up to the realization that perhaps only you would feel that we are the same in the most fundamental sense, and that the line between "you" and "us" would not be so firm and unshakable as other fighters do.

So I'd love to be friends with you, I want to talk to you, I want to know more about your concept from your words – what kind of being you are, whether you have human feelings, whether your actions are based on humans or some other being that I don't understand.

I pay attention to everything about you, your body, your words and deeds, your phantom star that is far beyond ordinary people.

When you're there, my heart rejoices. In your absence, I worry that all this is my delusion. And as soon as you appear in front of my eyes, I feel like I'm going to fly.

That's what it feels like, right?

By the time I found out, I was hopeless.

You're a warrior, and I'm just a priest. Essentially, we're not even a species. I've never heard of a Warfighter like a Human, or a Human can like a Warlord.

But I just like you so hopelessly, it has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with the identity of the warrior or the human being, it has nothing to do with different worlds, it has nothing to do with love. I don't know why I'm so overwhelmed, but love is unreasonable.

That's what I want to tell you on letterhead, dear Agni.

When you got the letter, I was probably locked up because I was out on the road, right? I'm not worried at all! Because you took me the first time like the legendary Guardian Knight, you can take me away a second time!

So...... If you know what I mean! If you accept my heart! Please take this letter with you—take me out of that boring cage once again! If it were you, it would have been done, wouldn't it?

Thank you for showing up.

Thank God for bringing you to me.

Hopelessly little priest

Layla.'

A long letter, Agni read for a long time. Before I knew it, I was already in tears.

If I could, 10,000 Agni would be willing to take it out of the cage that Layla had spoken of, at any cost.

And yet—

Layla is dead as a human.

The contrast between this harsh reality and the optimism of the letter was so strong that the fire could barely breathe.

He had never been more eager for Layla to come back to life, and to take this page of the letter with him, as he did in the love of knights, to snatch her from death.

Regardless of the gap between the two worlds, regardless of the identities of the two people, Agni just wanted to respond to this expectation that may never be conveyed.

There was silence in the small room, and both Falling Rain and Sanny consciously left the space to the fire and went downstairs by themselves.

Tomorrow begins the return to battle