Standing in front of Seghat once more, the battle was no longer the master of the place filled with the magic of light. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Despite its arrogance and loyalty, Marcos first tried to convince it, and without drawing his weapon, he slowly walked towards Seghardt with his envelope.

"We need to talk. ”

"I don't have anything to talk about with the invaders. Seghart's tone was cold.

Marcos tried to show his sincerity, "Listen, what I'm holding in my hand is the letter that Bakar left behind, you will be interested in it." ”

Seghart hesitated for a moment, then spoke in disbelief, "How could a lowly human be able to have Lord Bakar's letter. ”

"You'll have to see it with your own eyes to know if I'm lying, aren't you?" Marcos handed the envelope out, and in order to prevent a possible attack, he also silently summoned Kaija out. In fact, he is nervous right now, because he is in a position where Seghhardt can easily cut himself in two, provided that Keja doesn't resist.

Seghardt cautiously took the envelope, and Marcos breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the other party was not the kind of guy who liked to defeat his opponent in insidious ways. It was indeed a loyal city lord, and Marcos even admired this loyalty.

As mentioned before, Seghardt's entire body is made up of the magic of light, so it's hard to see any ripples on its face, as it doesn't have a face at all. It seemed like it had been reading the letter for a long time, but Marcos could feel the magic of change taking place here.

"Here we go. GSD said in a deep voice.

"What's wrong?" Maffeo hadn't realized what was happening.

"Enjoy this moment. GSD nudled lightly at Seghardt.

The light from Seghart's body was fading, and no one could actually kill it. Its existence is tied to loyalty to Bakar, and as long as it does not know that Bakar is gone, then it can exist forever. Kakun wasn't lying, and this was his biggest contribution to the exploration of Sky City. It was not known what kind of person Karas was, but he did manage to talk to Bakar in something that sounded unbelievable to people.

None of the three had read the letter themselves, so they didn't know what bad news it was for Seghardt. Its body exploded halfway through its mana, and shards of ornate gilded armor flew in front of Marcos. The magic particles that dissipated in the air gradually melted into the seawater, and he said softly: "May your loyalty make your soul find a home, rest in peace......

The crystal ball that had been separated from Seghardt's body slowly fell to the ground, and Marcos stepped forward to pick it up in confusion. He felt the unfathomable magic, and he felt a trace of the source of his resonance with the ghost hand. But now, all of this doesn't matter, they must move forward and find their way to the heavenly realm.

Perhaps the existence of the Lord of Light would become a legend, but neither Maffeo nor Marcos were willing to recall the experience. Because all they get is the invincible shadow of this guy, and if it weren't for Kakun, they would never have been able to defeat it.

"It's all over. Marcos looked back and whispered.

"Let's find out. "GSD has taken a step forward.

"Yes, Master. ”

After exploring forward for five minutes, they finally reached the end of the palace. In fact, the sight in front of them struck them as strange. They had thought that the path to the Heavenly Realm would be a gate, but at this moment, all they saw was an illusion imprisoned by a powerful magic array.

"I thought it would be a little bit more impressive. Maffeo said with some disappointment.

"Damn it......" Marcos scolded softly. "Master, is there any way to disarm these magic arrays?"

GSD shook his head regretfully after stopping to check it out. "I believe that even Sharan will not be able to disarm these magic arrays. ”

"What? how could it be?" said Marcos, incredulous.

"These magic circles have been completely locked by Bakar's magic, and Sharan is just an ordinary dark elf, and she has not yet been able to undo the magic circle set up by the apostle himself. GSD said in a deep voice.

"Then that means ......" Marcos didn't continue, he knew what that meant.

"It's a very unpleasant result, but it looks like we're going to have to get out of here. GSD turned around and prepared to leave, not going to waste his time on the unchangeable facts that were already happening in front of him.

Maffeo walked past Marcos with his head down, "What are we going to do with Freya and Carl?"

"I don't know, Maffeo, maybe it's better to tell them directly?" Marcos himself couldn't figure out what to do.

"What a hell ride, isn't it?" Maffeo stepped forward, keeping up with GSD.

Marcos stood there and whispered, "yes, what a hell ride. ”

As they left the palace, the two of them looked back at the entrance to the heavenly realm that was getting farther and farther away from them, and a sense of disappointment filled their hearts all the time. It may only take a moment to get the answer, but it takes a long time for the feeling to fade, whether it is joy or disappointment.

It wasn't until Marcos' vision saw the silver-haired girl lying motionless on the ground, "Oh my gosh, Fit, Fit!" and he rushed forward, even bumping into GSD slightly. Fett collapsed on the side of the palace gate, eyes closed, and Marcos examined her to make sure she had any serious injuries.

"What's going on?" asked Maffeo, surprised as he followed.

The fact that Fett wasn't hurt put Marcos's hanging heart to ease, and she just looked like she was unconscious. Marcos began to look around, trying to find a clue. "Looks like there's something going on here, damn it. ”

"Is Fett okay?" asked Maffeo nervously, the motionless Fett making her look like a dead man.

"No, she fainted after being hit in the head, but the attacker didn't have the intent to kill. Marcos said his conclusion.

"Get her out of here as soon as possible, Marcos. GSD, who was standing not far away, reminded.

"That's right. Marcos picked up Fett.

Maffeo drew his broadsword, a move he had made to prevent possible danger, Fit's coma didn't seem like a good thing to him, maybe something dangerous was there.

It wasn't until they returned to the West Coast through the teleportation circle that Maffeo withdrew his greatsword behind him. He seemed to think that he would be attacked unexpectedly during the teleportation, so it was only now that he relaxed his tense nerves.

"What's next?" he asked, losing his purpose after receiving the answer that the path to the Celestial Realm was completely blocked.

"Let's get Fett back to the hotel first, I want to take care of her. Marcos' voice was low, and he looked at the unconscious Fett, his expression very bitter.

GSD patted Marcos lightly on the shoulder, "I'm glad you accompanied me on this old man's trip, I think I'll have to go back to Hutton Marr." The answer to the ghost hand is in that crystal ball you picked up, and I want to figure it out is your right. Either way, I believe you will one day find your way to the heavenly realm. ”

"Thank you, Master. The two thanked each other at the same time. GSD smiled and waved, then turned to leave. It was time for him to leave the West Coast, the feeling of being away for a long time was actually strange to him, and he preferred to stay in that dark alley.

Maffeo pulled the crystal ball out of the pocket of Marcos' jacket and held it in his hand, "Take Fett back to the hotel, I'll figure this out." ”

"See you later, then?" said Marcos, who managed to squeeze out a smile.

"I'll see you later. Maffeo smiled, but his smile came from the heart.