In the forbidden land of the continent, in the long misty forest, the dark Alnaria who guarded Arnalia's side suddenly opened her eyes and pulled out the dark magic sword in her hand.

The fantasy magic sword condensed by the contamination of this golden holy sword has the opposite attribute of the golden holy sword itself, full of destruction and tyranny.

A sword flashed, and an invisible connection was severed. It was the magic that Ulysses used to use the "Law of the Sons of Prayer" to perform in the Radiant Academy, thousands of miles away.

When Ulysses had just performed this move, Dark Arcelia had already noticed it, and forced the tracing thread that had been used on Arnaria to his body.

The consequence of this is naturally that everything in her past is seen, but for the dark Arcelia, everything in the past is something that does not matter, and she was born from the wreckage of the real Arcelia, and she only exists for one person, and everything about herself is completely ignored.

"What's the matter, sister?" Arnalia, dressed in white, rubbed her eyes and looked at the dark Arcelia who had suddenly entered a combat state.

"Enemies. Dark Arcelia did not put away the magic sword in her hand, but returned to Arnaria's side in a vigilant state.

"Enemy?" Alnaria closed her eyes and searched her surroundings, finding nothing out of the ordinary.

But she didn't think that her guardian, her sister, who was almost one with her, would lie, something must have been there just now.

Upon closer inspection, she discovered that there were indeed subtle traces of magic remaining in Dark Arcelia. But the thread-like magic had been shredded by her, and was now almost gone.

"Where is the enemy?" Arnaria's sleepiness disappeared completely after discovering that there was indeed an intruder.

Finally, she lived a peaceful life with her sister in this ancient forest, but she didn't expect to be in trouble again so soon.

Although the sister who is by her side now is not a real sister, these peaceful days are a rare luxury time for her who has just regained her sense of self.

The sister who was beside her rarely spoke, but she was as handsome and beautiful as before, and even if it was dyed in deep black, she was her favorite sister.

"Far away...... Dark Arcelia shook her head, but soon, her expression became extremely serious:

"Correction...... Here it ......."

The first sentence refers to Ulysses, thousands of miles away, and the second refers to another looming threat.

It was a slight tremor, which sounded like it had happened far away, but it was so extraordinary that both Arnaria and Dark Arcelia could perceive it.

This time the vibration came without any warning, not the feeling from far and near, but directly into the warning circle set up by the two of them, and directly into the middle of the warning circle.

The deserted chapel where the two lived for some reason had never been invaded by other creatures, and it seemed that the creatures of the entire forest had automatically regarded it as a forbidden area.

Outside of this area, however, the entire forest is full of dangers. In this forest full of mist, there are all kinds of strange creatures, one of which is made of mist, and even Dark Arcelia finds it tricky.

The two have been living here for a while, and the witch Alnalia, who has successfully recovered from death, and the dark Arcelia, who has died completely, are both outliers who can survive without food, but for the sake of the future, both of them have plans to go out.

The warning ring set up by this church is the territory they have worked hard to expand in this misty forest during this time, and it can be regarded as an exclusive territory that has been recognized by the creatures of this forest.

And now, apparently, something has invaded the realm of the two of them.

The thing obviously had no intention of hiding its presence, and rushed directly from the place where it appeared.

It was so loud that even Arnaria, who was not a warrior, could hear it from several kilometers away. In its path, countless small animals rose into the sky, fleeing the path of the behemoth.

"Get out...... Combat ......"

"Hmm!"

In order to protect their home, and the only man-made structure in the forest, Dark Arcelia and Arnaria are on the same page.

The sound from a distance was getting louder and louder, it was the footsteps of some kind of huge creature, and even from a distance of a kilometer, a huge mist that was disturbed by that creature could be seen.

"Darkness, death, bones, blood. Possessing vast magical powers, Arnaria used her extraordinary perception to read the aura emanating from the other party, and painted the shadow of a super giant beast in her mind.

It was supposed to be a super giant monster surrounded by blood-colored mist, muscular, and possibly with many horns, the basic attribute of its magic was darkness, but it also possessed a kind of coercion over low-level creatures that Arnaria was familiar with.

This coercion, though of a slightly different nature, was felt by her sister Arcelia.

That's right, it is!

"Sister, be careful, this thing may be a dragon, and it is a black ......" Before Arnaria could finish speaking, the appearance of the huge creature had already appeared in front of the two of them.

However, it is clear that there is a huge error between the creature's true face and Arnaria's judgment.

Although it was a dragon, it was a huge bone dragon that exuded terrifying magic, not the dark dragon she had predicted.

The hollow eyes burning with strange flames, the fleshless bone wings, and the hideous fangs all showed that it was an undead creature in the truest sense of the word, which also explained why its dragon pressure was so much lower than Arnaria had imagined.

"Gah?" Obviously, the sudden appearance of someone who dared to stand in the way in front of him also surprised the bone dragon a little.

You know, this is already the depths of the misty forest, and the people who can get here are either too good luck to be good, or have the absolute strength to beat it to pieces—just like a certain brave girl who came in to find someone before.

And the two people in front of them felt that their strength was not bad, but they were definitely not to the extent that they could enter this depth, and they were already infinitely close to the central area of the Misty Forest.

The terrifying sense of oppression exuded by the bone dragon put Dark Arcelia on the highest alert, and as long as the bone took another step, the dark magic sword in her hand would completely explode.

Dragons and necromancers, anyone who poses a threat to Arnaria are her enemies.

"What's the matter, bone, why are you stopping?" a lazy voice sounded over the bone dragon's spine before he woke up.

If you look closely, the center of the huge bone dragon's spine has been occupied by a gorgeous vine hut at this moment.

The hut, made of a tangled group of blood-colored vines, was the source of the terrifying bloody aura that Arnalia felt, and the culprit behind her mistaking the bone dragon for the dark dragon.

"Gala!" Bone flicked his tail and reported his findings to his master.

"What, you're at your destination, and there's anyone in the way?" you can hear, and the news of the small bone report surprised the people in the hut quite a bit.

Silently, the vine-made hut disintegrated and turned into a bright red blood throne, on which the demon princess Liliki with wings outstretched behind her back was setting her sights on the two men in front of the bone dragon.

"Human ...... It doesn't look like it...... How could you be in such a place?"

"This sentence should be for me to ask, who are you and why are you invading my residence. Arnaria puffed out her chest and stood in front of her sister.

"Your residence, you mean that?" Liliki looked strangely at the small church not far away, and as the daughter of the builder of this church, she certainly knew what it was.

Mobile Church—The vehicle her father used to get home could summon the church wherever he wanted to appear by casting a specific magic circle in a specific location.

Because of his status as a priest, he often uses this mobile church, leaving traces of this church in various places on the mainland. Even after he was gone, the mobile church continued to move randomly across the continent following some pattern she didn't know.

However, it is not without restrictions, no matter where it is summoned, there is only one place for the Mobile Church to return, and that is this Misty Forest, which can be considered one of the safest places on the continent in every sense.

Not only is there an infinite number of nightmares that will be born as long as the "source of the fog" is still there, but there is also a secret summoning array in the sky that is used to breed the feathered serpent.

At the limit, there will be twelve feathered serpents being bred at the same time, and I'm afraid that there are not many people on the continent who can fight this group of monsters at the same time.

However, the man did not return to this place in the end, and when she returned to this safe place, she could operate all the nightmares, even the forest where the feathered serpent was her pet, and she and his home.

Obviously, no matter what happens, all you need to do is run into the mobile church, and then come back here, back to the home of the two, everything will be safe, and nothing in the outside world will be able to affect here.

So, she was deceived, thinking that he would definitely come back and live with him again, just like before.

That liar, big liar!

However, the man did not return to this place in the end, and when she returned to this safe place, she could operate all the nightmares, even the forest where the feathered serpent was her pet, and she and his home.

Obviously, no matter what happens, all you need to do is run into the mobile church, and then come back here, back to the home of the two, everything will be safe, and nothing in the outside world will be able to affect here.

So, she was deceived, thinking that he would definitely come back and live with him again, just like before.

That liar, big liar!

(To be continued)