Marcos jumped off Magadha and took his coat off his body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Carl saw that he was not carrying the black sword that had been on his back all the time, and the belt used to tie the hilt of the sword hung loosely on his chest. He had a vague impression, because Marcos had only shown such a difference once that he was so expressionless that he didn't react when he saw him.

It didn't take long for him to understand why, and when he saw Finn's unconscious Maffeo on his back, he could already realize what was happening. But he didn't ask too much, and after something like that, everyone's heart would not be good.

"Hey, Karl, that's you!" said the last guy on the deck of Magadha, Warhammer, at him. "Don't stand there like a hangman, take a hand!"

Karl bypassed the crowd that had come down from Magadha, jumped on the pedal from one side and onto the deck. He saw a silver badge on the Warhammer's chest, which he never remembered the Warhammer had. He also had a small box with metal bars inlaid under his armpit. When Carl came to him, he took the box out of his arm and handed it to Carl.

"Hand on the hand?"

"You're going to be interested in this thing. Warhammer pointed to the small box, and jumped off Magadha. "Anchored, anchored! Anyone who is still standing on the deck of Magadha will be considered a thief by me! thief!" he cried out.

Karl glanced at the departing warhammer, then at the small box in his hand, and shook his head helplessly. Such a return was something he had never expected, no, he should have been able to think of such a situation. It's just that he hasn't thought about some problems seriously for a long time, so that his head has become a little dull. "Guy who is not afraid of death......" he muttered as he stepped off the pedal and stepped off the Magadha.

Uma and Mirna stood in front of Ophelia, who was very uneasy. Because she couldn't tell from the expressions on their faces whether getting rid of Lotus was successful or not, the answer she wanted to hear was well known to everyone. She nervously pinched the corners of her clothes, waiting for the two to speak.

Finally, Milna's lips squirmed, though the recollection of the previous scene made her hairs stand on end. Even though Lotus was dead, she couldn't forget those nightmarish minutes. "Lotus is dead, it no longer exists in this world, and believers can rest in peace. ”

For the next few seconds, Ophelia's expression and movements seemed to stand still. Indeed, she herself admits that there was only a blank in her mind for those few seconds. "You ...... Get rid of Lotus?" She asked tentatively, as if she hadn't believed the sudden ecstatic message. However, Mirna and Uma nodded in unison, telling her the real answer, that it was not a beautiful dream.

"Thank you so much, Holy Leslie, and may Leslie's wisdom be with you!" Ophelia was excited and didn't know what to do, she looked like she wanted to give them a hug, but she looked like she wanted to shake hands with them. In short, you can use many actions to describe Ophelia at this moment.

"This is the best news for everyone, the gods are always with us. Uma explained all this in a way that Ophelia was familiar with, and although he didn't think so, there were things that could not be said to anyone's face.

"We've got some other things to do, so, goodbye, Miss Ophelia. Mirna whispered.

"May you be blessed with Venus, the goddess of beauty. Ophelia bowed to the two of them, tears of gratitude welling up in her eyes.

"I hope you too will be blessed by the gods, Miss Ophelia. Ummah also responded with courtesy.

Joy and sorrow always coexist, as they do now. The people who came back from the Heavenly Veil Behemoth didn't even feel the fact that they were victors, they were just repeating the trajectory that others had planned. Yes, Uma and Mirna did think so, but they decided not to go to Alice anyway, and their instincts told them that the woman was dangerous.

"The heroes who punished the apostles, welcome, welcome. Alice smiled as she stared at Marcos, who was expressionless in front of her, and plucked Marilet's strings.

"Stop pretending, Alice, you should know that I wasn't the one who killed Lotus. Marcos sneered.

"It is undeniable that you have contributed a great deal to the removal of the Apostle Lotus, and people will not forget the deeds of the adventurers on the Heavenly Veil Behemoth. As a bard, I will spread your story all over the continent. Believe in fate, you are true heroes. If it had been the previous plausible words, Marcos might not have reacted too violently. But Alice mentions believing in fate, much to Marcos' annoyance.

"Hero, believe in fate, no kidding, you just have to tell me what the meaning of Lotus's death is. ”

"Saving the people here from the calamity brought about by the apostles, such a simple question I don't think you can't think of. ”

"That's all?"

Alice closed her eyes and ran her fingers over Marylet, but it didn't play. "Marylet, with a beautiful melody, came with good news...... After the death of the Apostle Lotus, water began to slowly appear in the Demon Realm, and then merged into a river......"

"What do you mean?" she said to draw Marcos's attention, and there was no doubt that the answer to the meaning of Lotus's death was more convincing than the superficial answer that preceded it.

"The end of the apostles gives us hope. Alice slowly opened her eyes.

Marcos was silent, he knew it was what this woman was best at. She will never give you a clear answer, she may direct you to something inexplicable, but she will never give a clear answer to anyone's doubts, and this is her, the bard who is regarded as the truth by some people. "The root of all the chaos comes from the apostles, and you have done a great thing this time. ”

"Goodbye......" Marcos turned and left Alice's cabin. Despite all that, he wished he would never see this woman again. Because as soon as you meet this woman, everything starts to get weird. Although she didn't get out of control, she was always able to get involved with the apostles, which made Marcos feel bad.

In the crowded streets, in the midst of the bustling sounds, Marcos walked forward with his head bowed. He felt a little dazed now like Maffeo, he had never felt so tired as he did now. He thought it was time for him to rest. But what was the answer? He could sense something strange about the whole thing, but he couldn't make any judgment, because he didn't know anything about the apostles.

Uma and Mirna, two guys from the Demon Realm, suddenly came to his mind. He felt compelled to ask everything he had, and they had already entered into a head-on conflict with an apostle without a clear goal. Although he succeeded in getting rid of Lotus, he did not dare to guarantee that there would be no new apostles on the continent of Arad in the future. He had to ask everything about the Demon Apostle, or else it would most likely become a future grave for everyone.