Chapter 35 Dilemma Emia ran quickly, only slowing down when she was sure that Frey hadn't caught up.

As a result of the strenuous exercise, the wounds that had just healed appeared with traces of blood.

A white light flashed in her hand, and a short sword appeared in Amiya's hand, which was a copy of Renee's guardian sword.

However, in order to save mana, Amia only intercepted the healing effect of the prototype. Magic was infused, and a gentle light shot out from the short sword, shining on the wound on his waist, and the wound healed quickly and quickly recovered as before.

"Whew, just right. Emia wiped the sweat from her forehead and said with some rejoicing.

There was just over half of the magic on Emia's body, and if she used a little more, Catlia would know.

At that time, Catalia will definitely perceive that Emia is in the swampy forest, and it will cause unnecessary trouble.

It was also because of a series of reasons such as his poor state, his opponent's good condition, fear of Catalia's worry, and the unsafe environment, that Emia did not attack Frey, but chose to flee.

Finding a safer place, Emia sat down against the trunk of the tree, took out food and water, and ate it.

It's been almost a day since I've entered the swampy forest, and this is the first time I've rested.

Inadvertently, Emia saw the back of his right hand, where the pattern was still pale gold.

When exactly the pattern turned pale gold, Amia didn't know, but by looking back, it was not difficult to guess that it could only be the time when the spiral sword was fired.

Although I really wanted to test the effect of my right hand now, but the conditions did not allow it, so Emia had to give up.

Still, some conjectures can be made.

Why is it that the strength that has not improved much in these days will improve by leaps and bounds, is it because of the accumulation of these days, or because of the output of almost full strength, or simply because the enemy is a demon.

There is no way to know any of these things, so we can only wait for the opportunity to confirm them.

As soon as she finished eating, the side effects of excessive blood loss were revealed, and Amia gradually felt a little sleepy, which is probably also a personal disadvantage.

Using the magic power that had just been restored to project the cadre, Emia directly cut off the roots of the big tree behind him with a single knife to ensure that it would not suddenly become a sperm.

Emiya's knife was very smooth, and the trunk of the tree stood on top of the stump, and there was no sign that it was about to fall.

Stepping on a branch and jumping to the top of the tree in a few steps, Emia stuck the trunk on the top of the tree, and with the help of the trunk, the magic power was instantly released, and the huge trunk was hollowed.

Retracting his general, Emia jumped from the hole he had just opened, lay down at the bottom, and rested.

While these facilities aren't very safe, they can at least wake up if something intrudes.

"God's lackeys?"

Looking at the gray sky through the hole above, and feeling the feeling of the frog at the bottom of the well, Emia felt a little emotional.

Ever since becoming a Guardian, he has been following Alayya's orders to do things, both good and bad.

It is not an exaggeration to be called a lackey of God.

Looking back on my life after coming to this world, although I have been working hard and struggling, I have achieved very little.

The only thing worth consoling is probably the right hand pattern that has changed for some reason.

Closing her eyes and thinking, Amia gradually fell into a deep sleep.

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"Something!"

Sensing something moving beneath her, Emia opened her eyes a little dazed, and when she realized her situation, she instantly woke up.

Emia quickly got up and jumped to the edge, looking at the churning dirt with a look of vigilance.

A long sword flew out of his hand and stuck on top of the churning earth, and the movement of the earth stopped instantly, and the earth was gradually soaked with the sword as the center.

The sequelae of excessive blood loss are really serious. Shaking his still somewhat drowsy head, Omia looked up.

The cacophony of 'squeaky ......' had been heard since Emia woke up, as if there were countless saws sawing trees.

Bad thoughts spread through Emiya's brain.

Unexpectedly, Amia knocked down the trunk directly from the inside, revealing the outside environment.

The black-pressed demonic beast surrounded the stump, forming a large 'lake', and the diameter of this lake was more than a mile according to the eyes of Amia.

The trunk of the tree that had just been knocked down by Emia was also wrapped in a thick layer of insects, and the trunk was being gnawed on. If Emia doesn't wake up in time, it is estimated that she will be covered by a swarm.

"This is really a big deal, if you want to hunt me down, you don't need to call such a large batch!"

Looking at the snakes, insects, rats and ants surrounding him, Emia just smiled slightly.

No, if she could really control these monsters, she wouldn't have gone hunting with me before.

"God, God, God......"

A gaunt figure rushed out of the horde of monsters with a monosyllable repeating monosyllables and attacked Omiya.

Emiya's head bowed slightly, her body tilted slightly, dodging the attack, and then the commander in her hand waved and cut off the figure.

On top of the smaller skeleton, there was still rotting minced flesh, and on the broken skull, there were some brains hanging from it. This is a ghoul, born from human corpses, the lowest miscellaneous soldier of the demon race.

The body was cut off, and the ghoul was not dead, crawling on both hands, approaching Himia. It's like worship, it's like hatred, and the mouth is an unchanging monosyllable, "God, God......"

Throwing the commander out and sticking it into the ghoul's head, Amiya's face became extremely gloomy.

The death of the ghoul did not terrify the surrounding monsters, but made them even more excited.

Those who know a little language repeat monosyllables, and those who don't understand are directly replaced by roars, like they are doing pre-war mobilization.

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Of course I know that it is God, and the strength of the right hand is given by God.

But can't you say anything more than the word 'God'?

The honorable God asked me to find the task on my own, but I didn't give a clue, and it was a trial, I know.

For the sake of trial, it is obvious that you cannot use the identity of an oracle to deceive.

But what a regrueling thing it is to give hope again and again, but to disappoint people again and again.

Even the unintelligent beasts know that this is the power of the gods, and I, the person concerned, only know that this is the power of the gods, which is really ridiculous and sad.

Emiya's heart was broken at this time.

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The grievances and resentment that have been pent up in my heart for a long time seem to explode at this moment.

Looking at the trash fish around him, Eziya raised her head and smiled grimly.

“I、am、the、bone、of、my、sword. (Born as a sword)"

PS: How do you feel that there are fewer and fewer people watching it, so I'd better write the plot more compactly, find time to write more, and strive to finish this book this year.

PS: I just found out that there can be no spaces, and English can only be separated by dots

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