Before Magdal slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he felt was a burning pain, sweat on his body, and his clothes and hair sticking to his skin very uncomfortably. And there was a burning pain on the exposed skin, as if the epidermis had been torn apart, and the fat and muscles below were exposed to the scorching air.

She let out a low sigh, her long eyelashes moving, and her arms propped up on the walnut floor came into view first.

The injuries were not as severe as expected, and there were a few abrasions on the forearm, but the dark red scars were distributed on the skin like ice and snow, which looked a little shocking.

She felt dizzy, and she got up from the ground and looked around a little dazedly, and found herself lying on the side of the bed, which was an extravagant princess's bed, with its elaborate reliefs in the style of the coastal region of Antoburu, and the presence of such a bed in the heart of the empire showed that the owner of the place had taken good care of its guests.

But Her Royal Highness the Princess's long gold-like hair seemed to be covered with dust and hung loosely over her shoulders, and she looked blankly at the rubble scattered on the wooden floor and falling from the ceiling, and then remembered what had happened earlier:

The servants of the manor were screaming and shouting, and there was a lot of noise, and she saw the sky outside the window to the west turn a bright golden red. Running to the edge of the window lattice, I raised my head, and countless dense golden lines were reflected in my eyes, slowly advancing along the dark night sky overhead.

Behind her, there was a jumble of heavy footsteps, the characteristic sound of iron boots on solid wood, and she looked back from the window to see the panicked look on the face of the maid named Tivi, who was being questioned by her.

The door was slammed open.

But at that time, an astonishing light suddenly erupted outside the window, and the light engulfed a qiē, enveloping the scorching heat and waves. She turned her head out the window again, and saw the oak trees and lush foliage of the avenue in the distance turning into a torch in the waves of fire. Waves of air rushed to the window in an instant. She felt herself fly, her vision spinning, and she vaguely saw Tivi screaming and crouching on the ground with her head in her hands.

Then the memory is lost.

By the way, what about Tivi?

"Tivi?" She screamed, and her hoarse voice startled her, and her throat hurt as if she had swallowed a piece of hot charcoal.

She hurriedly stopped. A little frowning in pain, he reached out to hold his bed and staggered to his feet.

Outside the manor, there was already a sea of fire.

Burning trees, dried fountains, toppled masonry of the walls, the blazing fire reflects the stone slabs in golden red, and strange shadows sway in the firelight, like a hellish scene.

"Tivi?"

"Are you there?"

Magdal walked through the dark hallways, the sound echoing through the empty villa, carefully avoiding the corpses of the guards strewn across the floor, finding a shoe among the ashes and charcoal.

The maid's shoes were evidently dropped later. She picked up her shoes and struggled down the stairs against the wall.

The hall was in shambles, all the lights were out, and it was pitch black. The door was open, the light of the fire was reflected from outside, and she stopped at the turn of the stairs between the hall on the first floor and the cloister on the second floor, and saw the corpse lying quietly by the door.

It was the cold body of a young girl, lying on her back on the wooden floor. The emaciated body was split in two from the waist, and the blood stained the black and white maid's dress.

She was barefoot. Holding the Queen's seal ring tightly in one hand, her eyes were empty as if she was staring at the sky without looking at her, and her mouth was slightly open.

Magdal covered her mouth and subconsciously took a step back, her body slamming into the wooden wall behind her, and dust and charcoal rustled from the top of her head. But she didn't know it. There was only a sad and disbelieving look in his eyes, and he didn't know whether he was deeply stung by the corpse of his personal maid or the ring she held in her hand.

A light flashed in her mind, she came to her senses, took two steps back, tugged at her skirt and turned around and ran up the stairs without looking back. There was a loud 'click'. The place where Magdal had been standing suddenly shattered, and a black shadow fell from the sky, it was an ugly and terrifying monster like a beetle, its forelimbs were like scythes, and it was slicing heavily into the plank, and for a moment sawdust flew everywhere.

Her Royal Highness looked back at the monster in horror, although she didn't know what it was, but this did not prevent her from understanding the cold and undisguised killing intent in the other party's black compound eyes.

She ran up to the corridor on the second floor with her skirt in her hand, but on the last step of the stairs, she accidentally stepped on the corner of her skirt, and the whole person immediately threw herself forward and fell heavily on the floor.

She snorted, her heart clenched tightly together, and she told her that she must get up at once, but the fear of death hung over her like a shadow, so that her hands and feet did not obey the command.

The princess shuddered and looked back to see the worm-like monster appear at the staircase on the second floor, hissed, raised its scythe-like forelimbs and plunged into her chest.

Just as Magdal watched as the blade-like forelimbs slice through her chest, a dazzling blue light burst out from there, and it struck the monster's forelimbs like arrows like a burst of lightning.

The latter let out a terrible scream, raised his head, opened the carapace behind him to reveal his wings, and flew backwards in an instant.

The lightning flashed and disappeared.

Magdal watched this scene blankly, and then she felt a hot and sharp pain in her heart, and when she reached out and pressed it, her palm touched a slippery and greasy piece, and when she opened her plain hand, her snow-white palm was already full of dazzling red.

Tivey's dead face suddenly burst into her mind, and the blue-haired and purple complexion suddenly made her understand that the insect should have poisonous glands on its forelimbs.

"Are you still going to die......"

A groggy feeling hits me.

She suddenly remembered a conversation she had had with Griffiin in Princess Eruin, and her close friend had finally mustered up the courage to rebel against her fate.

But what about yourself, do you want to die here so inexplicably?

"At the end of the day, I didn't even know what the monster that killed me was...... Compared to Griffiin...... I'm so unwilling. ”

Breathing became difficult.

She lost her strength and lay flat in the dust, her eyes began to drift and her vision blurred, and the monster crawled back again, looking at her condescendingly, raising its forelimbs and carefully stabbing her in the chest.

Magdal felt a tingling in her heart.

She snorted slightly.

“…… What exactly do you want...... Did you eat me? ”

She thought in a daze.

Tears rolled down.

I don't know since when, for the fate of the small kingdom, she had to shoulder this heavy responsibility, pious faith, the obedient and docile devout princess in the eyes of the temple, the appearance of a very delicately dressed face, there is no need to have her own thoughts and opinions.

Her only struggle may be to wait quietly, and perhaps she can become a saint, so that she doesn't have to become a political bargaining chip.

But the only person who broke into her heart ended her dream of being a girl with a cold sword in the pouring rain.

She still remembered the rain on the blade, mixed with her rosy blood, and the look of horror in her eyes reflected on the blade.

Magdal coughed softly.

I don't even have the strength to smile bitterly.

"I envy Griffine, so lucky......"

I don't know why, she thought of Brando, the Earl saved her life, but she didn't help, and the maids beside her betrayed her and betrayed them to Her Majesty.

I hope that the Earl will be able to survive this catastrophe.

She thought silently.

Suddenly, she began to hallucinate, and she saw the black ceiling twist into a whirlpool, and then a black mass fell out of it.

"What's that......"

"Doesn't it mean that before dying, people can see the reflection of their own life in the abyssal lake? …… But why is my illusion so strange......"

"Is this Lord Martha's punishment for my hypocrisy......"

……

When Brando came to his senses, he found himself standing on top of a narrow corridor.

This cloister is the second floor of a large hall, made of dusty planks and resting on beams. Not far away was a window, through which the cold moonlight poured in and flowed on the floor like mercury, casting a thick cloud of dust.

A skeleton stood in front of him.

It hung its head, and in the empty ribs was a sharp sword, three feet and an inch long, decorated with iron flower carvings on the gauntlets, and numbered numbers of different shades engraved on the ridge, 017, 1, 7 - the same kingdom-style cavalry sword forged in the long battle......

He remembered a moment earlier when he had ordered Marocha and Fias to reset into cards, then grabbed Lut and stuffed it into his pocket, and plunged headlong into the oncoming spatial rift.

But the scene in front of you is just as familiar.

A qiē seems to have happened yesterday -

Brando subconsciously lowered his head, and found that there was a red patch between his chest and abdomen, but a narrow wound on his left chest had been healing for a long time.

He looked back again silently, and the wall where the mural hung in the darkness in the distance was blank, the damaged mural was scattered around the corner, and a ring was shining on the ground.

He reached for his waist, but felt empty.

"Brando?"

A crisp, slightly curious voice sounded downstairs, like a string of bells, falling on the ground in the darkness, reverberating clearly, with a kind of magic that penetrated people's hearts.

…… (To be continued......)