Chapter 8: The Centennial Seal (3)
I don't know how long time has passed......
It seems that the body no longer belongs to itself......
In the outside world, it should be the early morning of the third day, that is, after three days and three nights of fighting......
The surrounding battlefield is quite quiet, quiet like a mother's cradle, quiet ...... It's like the hell of the Nine Shades. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Everyone present never felt that the time was so long and unbearable......
The shaved bangs obscured his eyes, and his noble long silver hair was dyed bright blood red like dusk, blowing wantonly.
A witch who is soaked in death and blood with a pungent and heavy smell of blood.
In a white-knuckle battle, the Pope lost.
The bone-burying road paved by a thousand dead knights, at the end of the corpse mountain, dragged the dead body of the last paladin, the broken body swayed, and under the breeze, it seemed that it would fall at any moment, but even so, in the eyes of the enemy, it was still so terrifying.
Because, in their eyes, what is shown is the witch's creepy bloody smile that has never changed and shaken.
But-
The Pope still won.
Piercing the witch's chest were hundreds of holy silver light crossbows...... A witch who was pierced into a terrifying hedgehog by endless arrows, and finally ran out of mental power and lost consciousness.
"Arrogance is man's original sin. Under the apprehensive gaze of the bishops, the Pope, who had been standing on the high platform, finally took a step forward, walked down slowly, and came to the front of the witch with a calm face.
"You have lost to human wisdom and your own carelessness, witch. The old Pope raised the scepter, and the tip of the scepter was pointed at the witch's forehead.
"It's ...... Victory for justice!"
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Clear skies, warm winds.
Beautiful garden.
The cute girl sitting on the lawn watched the boy clumsily practice magic martial arts.
Although clumsy, under the girl's gaze, the boy practiced very hard.
The boy with excellent warrior talent quickly mastered the basics and became comfortable wielding his sword. "Alice, you see, I'm not stupid, I've learned, in three minutes!" excitedly, the boy said happily to the girl whose face she couldn't see clearly.
"Ah......" Although he couldn't see his face clearly, the boy knew that the girl was smiling gently, and that smile must have come from the bottom of her heart.
Receiving the girl's soft affirmation, the boy blushed a little and was excited, after all, it was difficult to get her affirmation.
"From now on, I don't owe you anything...... Let's try to live happily......" The girl's figure gradually began to blur and dissipate......
ā...... Alice?" The boy looked at the girl who was becoming more and more indistinct, not understanding what her words meant.
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"A dream? Early in the morning, Nischel, who got up from the bed, touched his forehead with his hand and smiled bitterly.