The iron cage was enforced with enhanced magic, the caged ghost woman was forbidden to exert force, and the palace master's treasure vault itself was not a place where anyone could come, so under normal circumstances, Mecal would have been locked up here until he died.

However, by chance, we are still here today, Aiola expressed her desire to save her, and the crow ghost woman also stated the stakes and reluctantly persuaded me...... Let's just use it as a gun, and hopefully after this incident is over, I'll be able to get enough of my hard work.

The magic attached to the cage increases the threshold of the amount of force required to break the bar, but Aiola and I both have some research into magic, so it's not hard to crack.

Taking advantage of the time to cast the spell, I chatted with the caged ghost woman.

"Why is Petra keeping you here? It's safer that she should just kill you. ”

"Hmph, I still have a secret weapon in my hand, and she won't do anything to me until I am tortured and my whereabouts are revealed!"

The crow's secret weapon sounds very intimidating. I thought Petra had the legendary villain syndrome, and when she caught an enemy, she always offered her a good life and waited for someone else to rescue her. But then again, the final result is no different.

"You say I have what it takes to defeat her, where did you see that?"

"This is a prophecy! Prophecy, you know? It won't work if you tell you! "The crow ghost woman's mysterious appearance of victory in her hand made me very unhappy, but I have to say that this also made me feel reassured.

……

"Let's go! Kill that despicable usurper! ”

With our help, Mekar lifted the ban and got out of the cage. She limped forward impatiently, shouting at how ugly Petra was and how unconscionable.

It's just that these words came out of the mouth of the crow ghost woman, and they inevitably seemed unconvincing.

The palace itself was the property of Mecal, and the Raven Ghost Lady knew the structure of the palace well, and with her guidance, we made our way to the final hall.

"Hey, don't you need to call for some loyal oathbreakers to help?" The crow ghost woman's interest comes from the bottom of her heart, yes, but I want to be more secure.

"Don't worry, we've already won this battle before we even fight!"

In that case, I can only turn around and entrust the oathbreaker who is with us, "You go outside quietly and call for some men loyal to Lady Mekar...... Remember to be loyal, you can't be stabbed in the back in this matter today! ”

"Rest assured, all the oathbreakers here will be loyal to Lady Mecar!"

The enigmatic self-confidence of the Oathbreaker does not know where the path of the oath comes from, is he learning from his master? Or is Petra really at the point of betrayal?

"Does Petra have a bad attitude towards you?" I asked the abuster.

"Okay, as long as she gives us strength, we don't care what kind of attitude she has towards us. But! The Oathbreaker raised his voice suddenly, "To our outrage, Petra can't meet our demands, since she took over our agreement, the conversion rate of Heart of Thorns has been very low, and we have several promising brothers who have died at her hands!" ”

It's a sad reason to learn a craft that is enough to make a living.

……

"Petra! Despised sister, you certainly did not think that today is the day when you will make amends for the crimes you have committed! ”

Standing in the center of the hall, Petra was covered in blood, presumably from the corpse of the failed convert. Hearing the familiar insolent shouts coming from behind, Petra laughed.

"Don't think that if you get two hairy boys out of you, you can make waves! You have lost the favor of your master because of your incompetence, and now what right do you have to take back your things from me?

"The favor of the owner? Haha......ha Ahem...... "Mecal almost burst out laughing, regrouping her language as Aiola soothed her, "When it comes to your master's favor, are you worthy to compare with him?" ”

"Him?" Petra cautiously put away her smile and stared at me, who was standing behind Mekar without saying a word, for a moment, and then her face relaxed again, "You mean Lady Namira's disciples?" I'm sorry, the breath of the rotten lady on him is very weak, and if you want to scare me, you might as well pull the blind woman next to me!

In response to Petra, Mecal let out a cackling chuckle, which caused Petra's attitude to change from playfulness to anger.

"These two humans will be my food, and the prophetess of Di Bella will be rededicated to Mistress Sangeon by me. As for you...... I will pluck out all the feathers on your body, cut off your slender claws, and then gouge out your ugly eyeballs to refine medicine! ”

Seeing that success had provoked the anger of the other party, Melka turned to me and told me what to do.

"This ...... Does it work? Isn't that too mysterious? ”

"Relax, there's no reason to be afraid of her!"

"Okay......" I took a step, pretending to be murderous and headed in Petra's direction.

"Look for death!" Petra raised her claws in a rage, and a burst of fireball gradually formed, "I'll roast you and eat it!" ”

I was shocked into a cold sweat when I saw a fireball that was bigger than me flying towards me. I instinctively stopped, raised my hands and closed my eyes.

A searing shock wave swept through my body. With such a strong force, even if Merka and Aiola combined to cast a mana shield to block, the upper body facing the fireball was scorched under the invasion of the heat wave.

Probably, it's time, right?

I put down my hot hands, straightened my body again, and shouted at the crow ghost woman on the stage word by word.

"Bold!"

With the blessing of the dragon's roar, the voice was deafening, and Petra couldn't help frowning.

"Petra, you dare to commit a crime! In the name of Sangeen, I will deprive you of all the power that the Lord has given you! ”

"You...... What the? "Petra was trying to figure out what was going on, but the amount of strength in her body had begun to drain in my direction.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Petra screamed in despair, but Mecal and Aiola had already placed their magic on her and threw it at her, and she didn't live long enough for me to answer.

Something seems to have poured into me? I don't think it's going to be the soul of a dragon. Looking down at the tattoo on my chest, I noticed that a strange change was taking place, the rose buds grafted on the branches of the saplings gradually swelled and brightened.

I don't know much about the mechanics of today's victory, but it's certain that the day when this rose will bloom won't be too far away.

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Thanks to the book friend Xinghai for his reward, the author will continue to work hard!