28 Critical Blow

Midnight had passed, and the dark sky covered the city of Wall and the harbor like a cauldron, and not a single star could be seen—either obscured by the smoke or dimmed by the flames of the harbor. Awakened by the noise, the sleeping residents ducked behind their windows to see through the cracks what was happening outside, but could not see what was happening.

The Green Dragon Mercenaries and Parrett lead the sailors through the streets like ghosts, evading rebel patrols, and their targets are the gates of the city's outer walls, facing the Sprout Imperial army station. As they passed by the vicinity of the monastery, they heard the annoyed noise and violent ramming of the rebels, who were trying to break through from outside the monastery. Parrett and the Green Dragon Mercenaries understood what was going on, with the former offering to stay and delay the rebels, while the Green Dragon Mercenaries continued their march towards the city gate with all the sailors.

In the chapel of the abbey, Captain Finn dragged his injured leg to check the injuries of his crew, and comforted Erin, who was sitting on the side, not to worry about Milo and the others: "That guy is very hard, the djinn can't kill him, and there are companions to help." Erin responded with a wry smile, straightened out the bolt-action rifle in her hand, which was almost broken, and was about to say something, but suddenly looked in the direction of the entrance-

"The sound of the door banging...... Stopped? ”

……

On the other side, Milo, Kolan, and the Imperial agents went up the stairs from the inside of the chapel to the second floor of the monastery very smoothly, and when they were about to ascend the stairs that led to the third floor, they were stunned at the same time—

"This ...... What is it? The agent asked in surprise as he looked at the thing blocking the entire staircase, and from the tone of his voice, he didn't seem sure that the two people around him would know the answer. He looked at Milo hesitantly, but found that the latter's eyes were terrifyingly calm, and similarly, there was no nervousness, fear, or surprise in Kelan's eyes, and the spy instantly realized that the things in front of him were not unfamiliar to these two people!

What blocked the passage of the staircase was a lingering thick fog, which accurately sealed the entrance of the passage, and the wonderful thing was that the dense fog not only did not dissipate, but also did not drift out, like a warm wall, stopping the three of them here.

"Kelan, this is—"

"Well, that's right."

"Hey! What the hell is this? You guys...... Know? Teshi couldn't help but be curious, and asked the two.

Milo asked unhurriedly, "The Misty Jungle and the Desperate Desert, what can you think of in these two places?" ”

It was impossible for the spy not to understand, he pointed to the fog in front of him and said, "This is also the case?" The two people next to him nodded together. The agent, who had received an affirmative answer, looked at the fog again with a rather stunned countenance, and unconsciously took two steps back, "No, no, you will lose your ...... if you go in," he muttered to himself, panic written on his face.

Kelan said leisurely, "Milo, do you understand Elder Agatha's painstaking efforts? ”

"Got it." Mello pursed his lips and said that if a month ago, he had understood that this fog meant avoidance and retreat, but since the dreamlike but incomparably real experience in the Green Dragon Castle, he had understood that the fog was actually the sin and fear in his heart.

And now, Milo has been able to overcome his heart.

"I went." Milo lifted his sword and slowly walked towards the thick fog, the weight ball on the hilt of the sword was as bright as a mirror, reflecting Kelan's calm face and the agent's frightened face, the latter saw this, and immediately stepped forward to grab Milo's arm: "Are you crazy?" You'll lose ...... if you go in," but Milo just gently but firmly removed the other's arm and thanked the other for the reminder with a confident smile.

Kelan stepped forward, pulled the trembling agent back, and instructed Milo, "Sevia is very powerful, but I believe that he is no match for you......" and then stared into Milo's eyes with a deep gaze, "Go, Erin is still waiting for you downstairs." ”

"Hmm." Milo nodded, turned and walked straight into the fog—just for a moment, he was gone, and he couldn't even see his vague figure.

He ...... Is it really okay? The agent still held out his hand to stop him.

Kelan didn't answer, just looked at the staircase that was completely blocked by the thick fog, the blood on her face and body had been dried up, and her face was frighteningly cold. She closed her eyes slowly, not sure if she was praying for Milo or falling into deep thought.

"Then there's just a wait." The agent, who didn't get a response, patted his leg, found a seat next to him, and sat down, just in time to see the scene outside through the window next to him: the harbor was in flames and smoke, and there was no sign of subsiding. In addition to the shouts of the rebels, the cooing of pigeons was also heard in the room - the agents knew that there was a carrier pigeon cage on the roof of the monastery.

At night, the city, the port, the people, and even the animals have trouble sleeping......

——

The moment Milo stepped into the thick fog, it was as if the spirit in her body had been drawn to another world, the fog, the corridors, the stairs, the monastery, the city, and the port...... One by one, they turned into clouds and smoke behind them, and in front of them was a white expanse......

"Here we go again." Melo thought to herself that during the time when Hedy Triester had been bent on dying, Wind Chimes had used drugs and magic to put him in a space where life and death had been—no path, no end, no edge...... There is only a white world.

"Be still," some voices came from all directions, the voices of people, "the world is not real," Melo closed his eyes quietly, and let the cacophony envelop him, "Listen, feel," as the voices became clear, and Mello found that they were all rebuking him:

"You lied to her!"

"Think I don't know who poisoned me?"

"You only think about yourself!"

"Why didn't you protect her?"

"You have betrayed your country!"

"You have tarnished the reputation of your family!"

"Not at all manly ......"

"You're just going to avoid responsibility!"

"You are a traitor just like your ancestors!"

"Why do you want to hurt my heart......"

"Is lies and deception all you have?"

……

The voices are more and more numerous, more and more chaotic, and every word is a question of the most vulnerable side of the soul, which the ears and spirit are bearing, and they are about to break through the limits of mental and physical patience......

"—face up to your sins." The words that Herm Bane had warned Milo in the dream began to take over Milo's heart, and the noisy sounds around him gradually ceased and finally calmed down.

Melo slowly opened his eyes, it was still the same white world, but something was different: the white light dimmed, as if the white ash after charcoal was gradually falling off, the gray-black outline gradually became clear, and the surrounding scene emerged as it was......

Melo found himself standing on the other side of the staircase, and the fog that was blocking the others was already behind him. In front of him was the abbot's office, the door was hidden, and the light of an oil lamp peeked through the cracks...... Milo checked his equipment and status, the sword was still there, the bleeding had stopped, and the wound was less painful. Taking two deep breaths, Melo pushed open the door - he decided not to hide himself anymore and wanted to have an open duel with the people inside.

As the agent said, Savia Ansesson was in the room. Sevia didn't notice that Milo had entered the room, staring at a letter in his hand and some papers on his desk.

Milo had deliberately inquired about Sevia's appearance—a promising young man, dignified and magnificent...... But the image of Sevia in front of him was very different from what he had known: although his appearance was extraordinary, his face was as decadent as that of an old man, and he did not have the vigor of a young man at all, nor the heroic and heroic spirit of an imperial general; I don't know if it was because of exhaustion or injury, he was pale and slumped, and he couldn't help but feel pity.

Milo coughed lightly, and Savia noticed that there was a person in the room! This really shocked him, and the letter in his hand fell off with fright.

"Who are you? How did you get in? Although Sevia was forced to be calm, the continuous questioning still revealed his panicked mentality. Milo noticed that the corners of Saivia's mouth unconsciously rose when he spoke, even if he was so nervous, he still did not let go of the arrogance in his heart, and to convince such a person and surrender, what he had to do was to defeat him with strength.

Milo drew his sword, pointed the tip of the sword directly at the other party, and made it clear what he meant: "I am here to quell the rebellion for the Empire, as long as I defeat you, this rebellion will end." ”

Unexpectedly, the surprise and panic of a moment ago completely disappeared, and he even said in a mocking tone: "Counterinsurgency? Ha - I thought it was...... Hum! Sevia sneered and shook his head, and began to be arrogant, raising his voice, "If you are also for the so-called 'Empire', then why should I fight you, hurry up and put away your sword!" The last sentence was a completely vicious command.

"For the Empire?" Milo was not affected by the other party's ridicule and intimidation in the slightest, "You designed to assassinate Duke Ryson, blame the daughter of the Akayi family, and instigate a rebellion here, what qualifications do you have to say that you are for the Empire?" ”

In the face of Milo's questioning, Saivia shook his spirit slightly: "Do you know a lot, dare to ask the honorable name?" ”

"Milo Entekoman."

"Heh—I actually saw the legendary 'undead'...... How did you get through this barrier? ”

"Is this fog? There is no need to answer your ......."

"No, I'm talking about the ......," Sevia said, pointing behind Milo in the direction of the fog.

Melo looked back, and in an instant turned her head back and made a parrying gesture - Sevia had already flashed her dagger and pounced on him! With a "bell", the blades of the two collided together, and the huge force shook the two of them back a few steps together.

"It's really insidious!" Fortunately, Milo is vigilant, otherwise he has become a real undead.

"Die!" Sevia said with a grim smile, although he was hunched over, his movements were not affected in the slightest, and his feet adjusted, and he attacked again, and was deftly dodged by Milo. Milo was about to adjust his posture to fight back, only to feel a sudden loud bang in his ears, followed by a wave of air, shaking himself away, suddenly ringing in his ears and dazzling, in a trance, he only felt that someone was coming quickly from the left, Milo kicked the chair next to him, and then quickly retreated, and finally saw the situation clearly again - Saivia was tripped by the chair and stumbled, and failed to succeed in the sneak attack!

"I almost forgot he could do magic!" Milo thought to himself, compared to the loud noise just now, it was the magic concussion cast by Sevia.

"There are two hits!" Seeing that the attack was frustrated, Sevia was a little annoyed, and he attacked again with great speed, combined with fire and electric shock magic, but all of them were dodged or defused by Milo.

After a few rounds, there was still no winner. During the battle, Sevia had obviously conserved more stamina, and Milo was already a little tired, and it was hard to imagine that the decadent-looking Sevia had such a high combat power, which was unbelievable. However, Sevia wanted to fight quickly, and began to use the dagger's progress advantage to try to attack closely, so that Milo's longsword would not be effective. Sure enough, in the next few rounds, Milo could only parry and couldn't attack!

Seeing that he had the upper hand and victory was within reach, Saivia did not forget to continue to taunt: "You are so weak!" Seeing that you can break through the barrier, I thought you were someone from Earth, but I didn't expect you to be just a guy by mistake! I gave you a chance to escape, but you are bent on death, what a foolishness! ”

"Earth?" The familiar name didn't distract Milo, who carefully dealt with Sevia's close attacks while also looking for opportunities......

Finally, Sevia thinks the time has come and is about to deliver the final blow to Milo! The dagger has been stabbed out, and it looks like it is about to hit the vital point-

"Dang!" After a dull thud, Sevia fell to the ground with a heavy thud, blood pouring from his head, gradually blurring his vision. "How...... Possible? Knocked to the ground, Sevia tried to see through the crimson blood of Milo: he held the sword backwards, holding the blade of the sword in his hand - it was the counterweight ball behind the hilt that knocked Sevia to the ground!

——

The two have been fighting for so many rounds, and there are only a handful of times that Milo has taken the initiative. However, to defeat Sevia, Milo only used this fatal blow!