Chapter 22: The Most Trusted Enemy
Will Emilia be scared?
How can it be?
It was unbelievable that the brave man seemed calm and fearless even when he singled out the Demon King, and now he was so scared that he couldn't say a word.
Thanks to Kane's careful treatment, the weakness left by the dark magic, the soul detonation, has long since disappeared, and the flesh wound has basically healed, except for the laceration on the left shoulder. Angelina was right, Kane was indeed very good, as long as he said it was okay, it would be fine.
It's just that......
At that time, Kane was only halfway through his words when Angelina interrupted him. The second half of what he didn't say was the point.
He could heal Emilia's wounds, that's fine, but as for the rest......
Mysterious black magic, the infinitely powerful ninth-order forbidden spell, in order to resist these two deadly attacks, Emilia overdrew all her Holy Spirit Qi and carried it hard, but unfortunately suffered a backlash and almost died in Huangquan.
Kane saved Amilia's life, but he couldn't save her strength. Her Holy Spirit Qi was exhausted, her body was empty, and she couldn't find a little Holy Spirit Qi anymore.
It's like a cistern, draining water and slowly storing it. The larger the discharge, the faster it will be consumed, and the next water storage time will be delayed.
When the pool is empty, just wait for the water to fill up. But what if the pool explodes?
Once the discharge is too large and the critical point is exceeded, the reservoir will burst when it is overwhelmed, and eventually the pond will no longer be able to store water.
Amilia's current condition is like an exploding reservoir, and she can no longer rely on the accumulation of time to accumulate Holy Spirit Qi little by little.
These were all things that Edward had overheard from Kane the previous night, and Kane didn't seem to want Emilia to know, but only whispered to Angelina.
Angelina ran out of the door in a panic in the morning with big bloodshot eyes. Hearing this unfortunate news, as a brave friend, she must have been very uncomfortable.
If Edward is the weakest demon king in history, then Emilia can be called the weakest warrior in history who can't even be defeated by a child.
"It's justβAmilia, let's work together. β
Edward stopped bullying Emilia and took away the groping hand and waited for Emilia's reply.
"You...... Are you threatening me?" Emilia met Edward's gaze without flinching, even as her shoulders shook from the intense pain and fear.
"I'm a good person, no, a good demon king, and I never threaten anyone. β
β......β
"Why do you look at me like that, why do you always have ill intentions towards me? β
"I am the brave......"
"Yes, you are the brave, and I am the Demon King. Edward crossed his fingers and calculated, "So, after all, why do humans and demons fight? Demons will never get out of the Endless Forest, and humans can't go in, so everyone can live in peace." β
β......β
"Humans all think that the demons are heinous monsters and enemies that must be destroyed, but with so many people in the central city, how many of them have really seen the demons? What do the demons look like? What is the difference between the demons and humans? How many people can answer me?"
β......β
"Then again, who says that the brave must be the enemy of the Demon King? I don't mean any bullshit faith, but as a human being. Why do you want to be my enemy?"
"As a person?"
Emilia watched as Edward's silver-white hair fell into a stupor.
The scene blurs and the colors that make up the world begin to fall apart, flying through the air and then reuniting to create a little-known beauty.
Emilia seemed to be back to that snowy night seven years ago, the night she almost forgot.
That night is known as the Night of the Red Roses.
That night, a woman of similar appearance to Emilia held her in her arms. They were as if carved out of a mold, with black hair, red eyes, and slightly emaciated faces, extremely handsome and handsome.
If anything, maybe the woman was more mature than Emilia, she was a little more gentle and less stubborn than Emilia.
In the dilapidated room, the woman sitting in the corner panting for breath was still so elegant and beautiful. The armor on her body was tattered, and a large amount of blood stained her underwear red, and it was also sprinkled at her feet, like a red rose in full bloom, poignant and moving.
With the last of her strength, she whispered in Emilia's ear to make a final command. But Emilia turned a deaf ear and cried.
Then, with a charming smile, she froze in the most beautiful moment and became forever.
That smile seems to melt people's hearts.
"Now, Demon King, a long, long time ago, someone said this to me - as a human being. Hehe. β
The corners of Amilia's mouth rose slightly, as if she was smiling.
"Yes, that guy must be a good guy like me. Edward said.
"That man, who later died. β
"Uh......"
After being with the Brave for so long, Edward had never heard Emilia tell a bad joke, and it was really unique to see her calmly say the words "later died".
"So, let's work together, Amilia. Edward gets the conversation back on track.
β......β
"Still don't believe me? Looks like you don't know where you stand. Edward scratched his head, a confident tone.
The reason why Edward is so confident is naturally to rely on something.
"Even if my Holy Spirit is completely gone, and my power is gone, it has nothing to do with you. Emilia looked disdainful, as if she had read Edward's thoughts.
"Worthy of the brave, have you noticed it?" Edward smiled.
"They don't say it, but I know my body best......" Emilia covered her injured left shoulder, her face full of loneliness.
Why Emilia is scared, maybe the answer is here.
A brave man who is accustomed to being invincible suddenly finds that his strength has disappeared and he has become inferior to an ordinary person, so it is natural that he will be afraid, right?
Such a cruel reality is not something that can be accepted for a moment. Even Edward, who had no heart and no lungs, took a whole morning to accept the fact that he had lost his memory.
On the day he woke up from the Demon King's Castle, Edward was alone in the mirror all morning, his brain was like mush, and if he hadn't suddenly rushed into the room at night, God knows how long it would have taken him to wake up.
As for Emilia......
"But it has nothing to do with you, Demon King, what are you up to?" Emilia stared at Edward stubbornly, not giving an inch.
"Hey, it's a misnomer. Now, I'm the only one you can trust, oh no, the only demon you can trust. β
"What are you kidding?"
Emilia scolded loudly, like a person who had been cornered, and could only scream weakly.
"It's not a joke. Edward suddenly said something that had no beginning or end, "Angelina doesn't know the truth, does she?"
β......β
Emilia choked.
"Looks like I'm right. β
"So what?"
"Why don't you tell her that you've been ambushed in the Everfree Forest? why don't you ask her to help you find the murderer? why don't you tell her that there is a traitor among the human race, that someone is hatching a great conspiracy, why don't you tell her everything?"
β......β
Emilia was silent when she was told to be in pain. She couldn't answer or refute this series of questions, because even she didn't know the answers.
Edward didn't go on.
The current situation, in fact, Emilia is very clear.
She was ambushed in the Everfree Forest, and the whereabouts of all the members of the Wings of Judgment are unknown.
Emilia never spoke of it to anyone, not even her good friend Angelina. Maybe it's the protection of her friends, maybe it's distrust, but in short, Emilia must have her reasons.
It's a terrible conspiracy, where enemies lurk in the shadows, waiting for their prey to appear, and at the slightest chance they will pull it into the abyss of death.
Emilia is well aware of this.
Therefore, she chose to bear all this alone, even if she had no strength now, and she was not even a first-level warrior.
I have to say that this is the style of the brave.
"Amilia, don't you think we're in a similar situation?" said Edward leisurely, "you're just like me now, with no power, just an ordinary person. I lost my memory, and I am not a demon king at all, and you were declared missing by the empire and did not dare to show your face, so you are not a brave man at all. We're all in the same boat, aren't we?"
β......β
"I'm the only one who can help you right now. Because, only I know what you've been through. Moreover, I am still the Demon King, so you don't have to worry about me betraying you to join someone else. Because they want me dead more than you do! I don't trust anyone but you. They couldn't have believed me. I am your most trustworthy enemy. β
β......β
"So, I'm your best friend!
"Because you're the Demon King, you don't have to worry about betraying me......" Emilia repeated the words silently, and then showed a bitter smile, "Cut, it's really ironic." β
"Maybe. Soβ"
She is a brave man, a hero who will never fall. Even when she encounters unimaginable events, she will not give up easily. No matter when and where, her ruby eyes will always shine with an unyielding light.
Edward was convinced, because Edward had seen it countless times with that stubborn look.
He stretched out his right hand and tried to caress Emilia's face again, hoping to continue tasting the cold, creamy taste of ice cream with his five fingers.
"-So, Amilia, let's work together. β
Edward had it in his chest, and he couldn't find a reason why Emilia might refuse.
But, take a bite.
Edward's gentlemanly behavior did not succeed, and there were two more rows of tooth marks on his hands.
"Perverted!"
With a vicious scolding, Emilia ran away without looking back.
"Hey, it's still not good? Looks like it's almost something......"
Edward gently rubbed the back of his bitten hand, muttering to himself in distress.
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