The remaining 1,800 warriors of Oden, led by Koyales and three knights of the Knights of the Light, had landed in Miller for two days. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info when they had just landed two days ago, they received a message from a mysterious person.

"Who is the person who gave us the message, and why did he use a method similar to that of our Knights' secret arts?" Clark wondered, the message they had received two days ago was a ball of light similar to that of their Knights, and when the ball of light exploded in front of them, the three members of the Order and Koyales had access to the full content of the message, which the other warriors and the rest of the entourage could not obtain.

"By the route he had indicated, we had managed to bypass several of the enemy's camps for the past two days, without a single battle, and if we had not followed his route, we would have been annihilated at the first camp, presumably he knew the terrain of Miller well. Kyales said.

"This man knows so much, there must be some traps waiting for us, right?" Mike worried.

"No, if he wanted to kill us, there was no need to help us avoid the threat of the enemy in the first place, and this man has a code that only the royal hierarchy of Oden knows, and according to him, there will be a follow-up army of 10,000 people at the end of our journey!" Koyales analyzed.

"An army of 10,000 people appeared in the middle of the enemy's territory out of thin air?!! How is this possible!" Gray shook his head.

"Now we can only do what he tells us first, and when we reach the end, the answer will be revealed. Clark said.

As the troops continued to advance, a sudden gust of wind blew on the bones, and then Kyales felt a sharp pain in her head and fell down in agony.

"Sir!" Larry was the first to rush up, but was blocked by Clark.

"Let's see first, don't get in with the inexperienced unrelated people!" Clark said as he crouched down to check on Koyales's condition, and ordered the troops to rest on the spot for the time being, "It seems that we can't continue to move forward today, let's set up a tent here first." ”

Koyales, who had fainted, heard a voice in her head—"Wake up, Koyales!"

She opened her eyes suddenly, only to find herself in the white space again, and she sighed helplessly, she was about to lose patience with this space. She stood up, and was about to find a random direction, when the space around her changed—the white color gradually dissipated like a mist, and the distant scene began to slowly become clearer, but Jalais faintly saw a low wooden house. As she walked towards the wooden house, she noticed that she was not wearing the white dress she had worn before, but the silver-white armor she had worn before she had entered the dream, with the silver sword that the king had given her at her waist. Looking at the sword, the scene of the king of China accusing her of stabbing Prince Chloe to death in her dream came back to the surface—"But what about the oath you took before you set out on the expedition, and what about your loyalty to the kingdom? you actually pierced the chest of my poor son with this sword I gave you!"

"Damn, I can't think about it anymore!" said Kyales, shaking her head vigorously, trying to shake off the bad memory.

Suddenly, she felt another tingling pain in her head, followed by countless fragments flashing through her mind—

"Let's call her Koyales—"

"Run, run with the kids!"

"-I can't escape-"

"This is God's will, and she must be erased—"

"Ahh

"But Jares, what do you want for dinner—"

"--It's God's Messenger, Mission--"

"--Meet the man!"

"-Reincarnation-"

"--Die!"

"My name is -, and we're not going to see each other again!"

"Do you know your mission—"

"-"

- "What the hell is going on?!What are these fragments?" But Yalais held her head in her hands, her expression was very painful, she only saw countless scenes flashing before her eyes, and heard staccato conversations, but she had no idea what it meant.

"It's your memory, a sealed memory that you don't even know about. The mysterious voice that had haunted Koyales for days replied.

"My ...... Memory?"

When the sound stopped, Kyales's vision became clearer, and as she approached the cabin, the trees around her reminded her, and she finally knew why she felt familiar.

This is her home!

The tree in front of the house had accompanied her for almost all of her childhood, and she remembered that the trunk of the tree should be covered with the dents left by her archery practice, but now there was no trace of the trunk of the tree in front of her.

"Why ......" Kyales subconsciously reached out to touch the trunk, but in the next second, she found that her hand had penetrated the trunk and could not feel any touch.

"Is this!?" But Yalais was startled, and withdrew her hand in fright, she began to remember the "memory" that the voice had said before, "Could it be that all these are dusty memories in my head?"

It didn't take long for several figures walking towards the hut to confirm her suspicions. It was a woman with a baby in her arms and a stout man. They talked and laughed all the way, their faces beaming with happiness. The woman had long blue hair and green eyes that were as beautiful as rare gems, and the man beside her was tall, strong, and reliable. The baby in the woman's arms also had blue hair, and although it was only a few strands, it gave a glimpse of her beautiful mother. She was sleeping peacefully in her swaddling clothes, not caring at all about the loving eyes of her parents who were staring at her.

"That's ...... Me?" said Jareth, who was stunned and could barely speak, "and the man...... Is it my father I've never met?"

Her question was answered immediately.

The man leaned his face closer to the baby in the woman's arms and smiled, "But what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Don't mess around, let her sleep for a while!" the woman smiled and pushed the man out with her hand that was not holding the child, and her words seemed to blame, but there was no blame in her tone, and the pushing hand seemed to be powerless, "How can she understand you at such a young age!"

"Father...... Is it really a father......" But Yalais could no longer restrain herself, and ran towards her father, whom she had never met—"Our Koyales is no ordinary little girl!"—the man's voice came, but Yalais found that she had penetrated everything again, and could not touch anything.

Obviously in front of him, the father who had made up countless appearances in his mind, the father who had never heard his mother mention it, the blank space of the human form in his memory that he had been thinking about for a long time, but he couldn't touch it. She wanted to touch her father's rough and resolute face, to give him a hug, to be coquettish like a little girl in his arms...... But she couldn't do anything, she couldn't do anything......

"I have a father...... What had happened to make her what she had been? How could such a beautiful mother be blind and age like that?" and her eyes moistened as she looked at the happy scene of her unimpressed family.

"It was a miracle that this child was born!" said the woman, "and it was snowing so hard that day, and you were on your way back from the palace, and I had a difficult birth, and I was bleeding so much that I almost fainted, and my mother was panicking. But somehow, all of a sudden, everything went smoothly, and all the pain disappeared and she was born smoothly. ”

"Maybe it's the blessing of the goddess of love!" the man's gaze remained on the baby without the slightest shift, "maybe it's because we've lost her sister......

- "I ever had a sister?" But Yalais was still listening quietly to their conversation like a ghost.

"That's enough! Didn't we say we should stop talking about our poor daughter!" the woman was visibly upset, and there was a hint of guilt in her tone, "it's our inability to protect her......"

"Alright, don't talk about these unpleasant things, let's go inside!" said the man, putting his arm around the woman's shoulders and walking towards the cabin.

"You can't go anywhere!"

A voice suddenly sounded, and a cloaked and hooded figure appeared behind the family, he came silently, and even Koyales, who was watching all this, could not notice when he appeared, as if he had just appeared from behind them.

"Who are you, what are you looking for us?" the man warned.

"I want your life!" the stranger instantly drew an iron sword from his waist and slashed at the man, who dodged and slashed at the wooden pillar of the house.

"Ahh

"Run, run with the child, I'll hold him first!" said the man, grasping the stranger's wrist tightly with the sword, but the woman holding the child was startled by the attack before her, and did not take a step. "What are you doing in a daze! Don't run yet!"

"Good...... Good ......" The woman looked frightened, and ran out with the child in her arms, and the jolt of the running woke up the sleeping baby, and she rubbed her eyes with her little hands, and looked at her mother's frightened pale face with an innocent and unhappy expression, as if to protest against disturbing her sweet dreams.

"But Yales, I'm not going to let you have anything to do......" The woman stroked the baby's face and continued to run forward.

"You can't escape!" cried the stranger, who was still locked in his hands by the man.

"Who are you? We have nothing to do with you, so why should we kill our family?" the man asked, gritting his teeth, his face twisted by his own force, but far less terrifying than the unknown under the hood in front of him.

"I am a messenger of God, and my mission is to remove that obstacle!" a cold voice came from under the hood.

"God, our family has never quarreled with the world, and we have never blasphemed any god, which god would be so cruel to us?"

"I'm not aiming at you. The man said as he lifted his foot and kicked the man in the body, sending him flying and slamming him into the outer wall of the cabin, "That kid is the target." With that, he walked towards the mother and daughter, who had run not far away.

"But Yales, no! no!" the man struggled to his feet and lunged at the killer, holding him tightly on one of his feet, preventing him from taking a step.

"Since you have to die, I will fulfill you. The mysterious man raised his iron sword again, ready to strike at the man at his feet.

"Don't!" Despite knowing that there was nothing she could do, Yalais rushed towards the killer like crazy, swinging her silver sword in her hand, piercing his body countless times, but it could not affect his movements.

The iron sword stabbed silently, but Yalais flew over and tried to block the blow with her body, but the iron sword passed through her disembodied body and pierced the chest of the man lying on the ground.

"Ahh

"Father...... How could it be ......" But Yalais sat down on the ground (if her senseless motion could be called 'sitting'), watching her father's blood run in the snow, watching his wide-eyed eyes keep the last horror of his life - not that his life was about to die, but that his child would not be saved.

The cold-blooded killer drew his iron sword and tried to continue the pursuit of his target, but he found that he still couldn't take a step - the dead man still held his former position, clutching his feet tightly, and had no intention of letting go.

"Won't you let me go even if you're dead?" said the man, slashing out another sword, cutting off his grip entirely, and then chased after the mother and daughter.

"Please...... Stop......" But Jalais pleaded feebly, even though she knew he couldn't hear it, though she knew it was a foregone conclusion, even though she knew she couldn't do anything about it, but she pleaded with the man who had ruined her life.

"It is in vain for you to flee. As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the woman who was still running forward was sucked back by an invisible force, and he grabbed the woman's hair to prevent her from having any chance to escape.

"Why...... Why the hell are you ......" The woman looked back and saw her husband lying in a pool of blood, and the expression on her face suddenly changed from horror to despair, "Why ......"

"This is God's will, she must be erased! ”

"No! I will never give Koyales to you!" the woman hugged the child in her arms tighter, and the child seemed to notice the abnormality and began to cry loudly.

"So—" The man pressed his hand to the woman's face, and her eyes lost their light, and his hand seemed to begin to draw energy from her, and the woman began to become haggard and weak, and her long blue hair slowly turned white, and wrinkles appeared on her fair face, and her face became dull and yellow, as if she had aged 50 years in an instant.

"Koyales! where are you?Why can't I see anything?"The woman looked around in a panic, but she couldn't see anything, her aging body could no longer protect her child, and she had to let the killer snatch it away from her. Seeing nothing but the cry of a child, she crawled in the snow to the so-called "messenger of God" and begged him to spare her child—she could not lose anyone more.

"Please...... Please spare her......"

The killer seemed to see that the woman was blind, and that the child was in his hands, and no longer concealed his identity, he began to take off his hood and said, "Let me tell you at the end, my name is -"

With a flash of bright light, the scene in front of her eyes changed again, and the white mist covered her vision again, and when the fog cleared, she found herself in a clearing covered with snow, a clearing that seemed ordinary to ordinary people was a hell that Kyales would never forget—the place where she killed Crewe.

"This place...... What is the truth about the madness of the people who bothered me back then......" But Yalais still had tears on her face from witnessing that painful memory, and she realized that she could find the truth about the "Oden Mutation" in this memory.

"Kyales...... Kill me...... I can't control myself......" The familiar words came to Kyales's ears, and it was then that she realized that it had already begun, and she found herself standing on top of a rock, and the frenzied Kru below her was closing in on her young her.

"That's it!Yes, the plan is going well!" A voice suddenly sounded from behind Kyales, who jerked her head to find that it was the mysterious man in the cloak and hood again, the voice and the size of the body convinced her that they were the same person.

"Forgive me...... For Oden!!" Crewe's last voice came out, and Jales knew it was over, but the reappearance of the killer in front of her told her that it wasn't over.

"Now, let's begin the ritual!" the man said, kneeling on his legs, clenching his hands into fists and chanting some incantation. As if in response to his spell, circles of light began to appear beneath the corpses of the warriors on the ground, forming a strange circle, a scene that made Kyales realize that what she had seen before she passed out was not a hallucination. Then, the light of the circle rushed into the sky, and a huge hole seemed to have opened in the sky, and on the other side of the crack seemed to be a completely different world, and from time to time lightning shot out of that gap.

"It's this!?It turns out that he was also making trouble!" But Yalais has accepted the fact that she is powerless to change everything, and she can only sit still and watch everything develop, remembering all the key information.

"Listen to the call of your servant, great Daedric, Lord Daedric!" the man said, taking off his hood with both hands, "I am your loyal servant—"

The bright light hit again, but Yalais subconsciously covered her eyes, and when her vision was clear, she found herself back in the vast white expanse.

"Damn! Why did you come back!I haven't gotten the key information yet!" said Kyales, gritting her teeth.

"No, you've got it. The voice said.

"What?"

"Think about it. ”

But Yalais closed her eyes and reintegrated the fragments in her mind, the figure of the mysterious man, his clothes, his weapons, his voice, and the face under the hood—

"I'll tell you at the end, my name is—"

"I am your faithful servant—"

"- Regulus!"

"Everything turned out to be ...... It's all this guy......" Kyales clenched her fists, her eyes seemed to turn blood-red, "You once asked me - 'If I brought the man who ruined your life before you, would you kill him?' Now I tell you my answer - Regulus, I will surely kill him!"

"Very well, the man named Regulus will be waiting for you at the end of your journey, take advantage of this opportunity!" the voice said, and the scene in front of her eyes turned into a whirlpool, and she felt herself falling, falling, falling...... She snapped her eyes open, sat up, and found herself on the bed in the tent, her clothes soaked with sweat or tears.

Kyales put on her armor and walked out of the tent, where she found Clark, a knight of the Order, sitting by the campfire outside the tent, and it was already night.

"Are you alright?" asked Clarke.

"It's okay, let's hurry up after the rest tonight. But Yales's tone became more flat and cold, "This dream is like tearing my old wounds alive, and in addition to seeing the blur of flesh and blood, I have added wounds in my heart that will never heal. And I don't need to bandage this wound now, I'm going to sprinkle a handful of salt on it, and the pain will always be remembered by me. What is pain? It is the whetstone of hatred, and it sharpens the knife of hatred more and more sharply until it cuts the throat of the enemy, until it penetrates the enemy's chest, and its filthy blood spills on the ground and is trampled on by all. What I need now is not rest, but the pleasure of revenge in advance. Regulus, I'll stab this sword into your heart!" said Koales, clenching the saber at her waist and looking into the distance.