Chapter XXXVIII
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Protection: A 3-ring spell that lasts permanently.
Draw runes of mana on books, maps, scrolls, or other objects with textual information, and when the creature reads the words, the runes will be triggered, dealing explosive force field damage. You can try to break spells with [Dispel Magic] and [Erase].
Wicked quotes are crafted by the MONOCULUS Overseer, who likes to clip runes in the collection notes of the wicked who don't pay their debts.
Vlamir squinted as the spire of Murphytin's attic was blown into the sky.
He stood to his left and made a gesture of righteous indignation: "Ah! you lied to him, how can you hurt the customer." β
Standing on the right side and making a gesture of indifference: "Oh, how can you say that you are cheating, the business of buying and selling people, can that be called cheating, that is called a pit." Besides, isn't he sublimated in art?"
Left: "What art?"
Right: "Art is an explosion." β
Left: "You still use such an old terrier, turtle." It is now fashionable that if you don't die, you won't die. β
......
Vlamir sighed excitedly, "Sure enough, there are groups of people who stir up the bases, complain in pairs, and it's too boring to talk to myself, I'd better go back." β
On the outskirts of the Green Capital, on the edge of the unicorn colony, in a glade where elves don't often come, Wellright waited anxiously. The princess and the Ranger Captain had already passed the expected time, and the teleportation compass on this side did not respond.
And the internal situation of the green capital has reached a precarious situation, Nielon descended in front of the gods at the festival, and the light was seen in half of the forest. The elders were indecisive, the nobles tended to be inflammatory, and the lower classes of the people were panicked. Many elves thought of their princess at this time, but Drusilia did not show up, and the pressure on the elven king was unimaginable.
As a result, the merchant's trade came to a halt, and she simply hid and guarded the compass day and night. Nervously gnawing on his nails, cursing Ramesile, and after a while hoping that Drusilia was safe, but he didn't know who to pray. Master of ceremonies?
A dazzling white light came out of the compass, and more than two dozen figures suddenly appeared to break the peace. The rescued elves hugged each other and wept when they saw the familiar scenery. Violet rushed forward and found the princess, but Drusilia was in a trance, and her face was pale.
The businesswoman slapped Ramicile in anger, and before she could question him, the ranger spat out a large mouthful of dirty blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, and fainted. Villett was taken aback, "I'm going to call Garcia!"
An hour later, the Elven King, who had received the notification, urgently sent an army to ceremoniously escort the captured Elves to make the matter known to everyone.
Hora unleashed another healing spell, and Ramesile came to her senses, but in extremely bad condition.
The King of Unicorns said: "There is no bleeding anymore, but the damage and displacement of the internal organs are very serious, and the bruising needs to be removed, which is not something we can do." β
Violet nervously asked, "Is there any way to save him?"
Hora glanced at the princess next to her, and her condition was also not optimistic. Since her return, Drusilia has bowed her head on her knees, and no one has responded to anything, and Villette and Hora have learned about Mama Lux, and are worried that the princess will be mentally stimulated.
Hora said, "It must be sent to the Flame Mage immediately, this injury can only be healed with the help of magic, but you must be prepared to be rewarded......"
"No problem!" said Drusilia by looking up suddenly, startling everyone. The princess's face was stained with tears, but Violet could not see sadness, and an empty and indifferent emotion occupied those smart eyes. "No matter how many gems he wants, the royal family will give them. β
β...... Ahem, I'm not worth that much money. Ramsilele smiled weakly.
Willette put the Ranger's head on his lap and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Don't worry, even if you smash the pot and sell iron, the Tia Elf will never let your great hero die." β
Drusilia said, "Hora, thank you for your help, can we talk to them?"
The king of unicorns walked away with his men, leaving only three elves in the clearing. The insects of the woods were full of uneasiness, and the tone of the princess worried Villette and Ramsile.
"I've been sitting for an hour, and there's only one thing in my head, Mama Lux's last blessing: Nielon bless you. The princess stood up and looked directly at the blood-red sunset, the light hitting her body, but it was very cold.
"Mama is a very fussy old lady, and I don't like her from the moment I see her. I pulled the bow and said that it was a loss of royal demeanor, and I played her saying that she was destroying the order of dignity and inferiority, and at that time I was very rebellious, and I couldn't bear it anymore, so I began to look for trouble. I took advantage of the fact that my grandmother took me into the temple and sneaked out to touch the statue of the Lord of Ceremonies, which was not open to the public, so it was a relatively strict provocation. β
"I was secretly happy that I had been confined by my father, but I was able to get rid of Mama Lux, who had been dismissed for her lax teaching, and had lost her priesthood. It was a long time before I learned that the High Priest had severely rebuked the royal family for that incident and demanded that I become a nun to make amends. It was Mama Lux who stood up for the temple's self-atonement and put the dispute to rest, and I didn't believe that a mean mama would do such a thing at the time. β
"Now that I believe it, it's like in an underground prison, where she once again tolerated my mistakes, stepped forward, and made up for them with her life. β
"It's my fault, it's all because I didn't think it through," said Violett eagerly......
Drusilia shook her head, her expression gritting her teeth, "But why did she say that? She kept her chastity all her life until she grew old, and the god who gave gifts with her youth, the god who never questioned her until she died, never blessed any elves!"
"I used to think that the spirit and I must be two different paths, and Mama Lux showed a different side that I had never seen. Every elf is good, it's just that they chose the wrong faith. Ramsile, do you remember the that I talked to you about by the lake on the day of the Midsummer Eve procession? β
"Yes. β
"The dikes of the Lord of Ceremonies cut off the flow of water, allowing the lake to slowly perish. My father and I have tried so much to bypass the levee. As long as the living water cannot be injected, it is only a matter of time before the lake dries up, and our efforts are just suffocating fish, dying and struggling. β
"The Lord of Rituals is Tia's number one enemy for survival, even over the humans outside. So, I'm going to dig this dam, from the top down, rip off its main beams, and free the bound cornerstones and the flow of water. β
Drusilia's expression was solemn, and her voice was cold. "Ramsile, Willett, I have chosen a dead end that may be a cliff, and you have the right to turn ahead of time, and I will not blame you. β
The air became heavy and it was difficult to breathe. There was no smile on Ramesile's face, and there was a gleam in his eyes. Villewlett looked at her friend's desolate back, and some of the happy elements were stripped alive, revealing the wounded flesh beneath them. The businesswoman swallowed the advice back, and glanced at the Ranger.
Ramsilele motioned for himself to be lifted, and with difficulty he knelt down on one knee against the princess's back, pointing his finger to his brow, a ritual for the ranger to swear allegiance to the king, and Willett knelt beside him.
"Goshawks also have companions, and the feathered arrows that shoot into the sky are certainly not lonely. Allow us to follow in your footsteps and build a temple of glory with blood. β
Ramsilele whispered, "Your will ......"
Wellrit said, "...... It's our fate!"
Drusilia took a deep breath and said, "Nielon, I know you can hear me. I, the princess of Garanord, Drusilia, will take divine vengeance against you for the rest of my life!"
The sound of the magnificent oath was not loud, but it could penetrate the diaphragm of the plane and convey it to the divine kingdom of the Lord of Rituals, and a wave of anger echoed in the astral plane.
Lesatos withdrew his gaze from the crystal ball, and he heard every word of Drusilia clearly.
The princess has no choice, and must join the camp of the golden dragon and be at his mercy. The plan was smooth, but Lesatos was in a heavy mood. The upper limit of 25 people on the teleportation compass was set by him after scouting the Blood Exhaustion Castle, and the True Knowledge Flash Scroll was hinted at. He peeled away the cloak of innocence with his own hands and planted the seeds of hatred in his pure heart. Drusilia will take revenge driven by hatred, just as she does not hesitate to take revenge on evil.
...... The seed has been planted, destiny has begun to weave, and then it is time to wait for the to decay.
You can't stop this, Nieron, wait for me, when I finish falling chess, it will be the day of your godfall!