"What's the matter!

Seeing that both Malogar and Abraham were still standing like logs and motionless, the girl shouted, "Don't you understand what I'm saying? ”

"My Lord ......"

Instead of Malogar, who had not spoken, Abraham stepped forward and said, "Killing them will be a violation of the rules......"

"Don't talk to me about the rules!" yelled the girl, "why should I follow the rules of a game that isn't even fair!" ”

Enraged, the girl turned around, pulled out Joyeuse, which she had hidden in her arms, and walked towards Dorena.

"I'm sorry, paladin. But to die under the holy sword is also the right thing for you. ”

"I don't want this kind of special treatment. ”

Dorana was as calm as ever, but from her trembling hands, it was clear that she was having some difficulty even staying conscious.

Weapons, no matter how spiritual, still have to respect the will of the user. So it's not good or bad. The holy sword, the magic sword, is essentially just a sword.

I wonder what form the holy sword of Joyeus will become after being stained with the blood of the knight?

Dorana, however, did not witness this moment. In her field of vision, a large number of butterflies suddenly flew out of the crack in the door, flapping their black wings.

But it's not a butterfly, it's more like a living thing.

"Shhh

The girl who was about to swing the sword hurriedly jumped away from the group of black butterflies that were about to envelop her, and this group of flying butterflies gradually condensed in front of Dorana's eyes and turned into another form.

It's a girl, but that's just how it looks. There is no such thing as a girl who can turn into a butterfly.

With her back to Dorena, she held an object in her hand that would draw her eyes to the past if she was only there.

A hollowed-out spherical box, and in its cracks, Dorana saw the creatures inside that kept crashing into the box.

Black butterflies, they kept pushing and crowding, desperately trying to break through the box that didn't look sturdy.

And the hand of the girl in front of her was quietly holding the ominous box suspended in the air.

"Pandora! It's you again!"

The cloaked girl let out a roar that she had never done before, but Dorana, who still had a sense of consciousness, cared about the name she had just spoken.

Pandora, the witch who holds a magic box and brings a qiē of suffering, calamity, and ominous to the human race. Is this girl who can turn into a black butterfly her?

"Destroying the captured chess pieces is a foul as a chess player, right?"

"Why can't I destroy it, do you think I'm fair this time!" the girl roared without warning, "Why does that defective product have so many chess pieces, and what I am given is some unconscious and thoughtless puppet!"

Abraham's spear stabbed out, and at the same time, a black butterfly flew out of Pandora's box.

"Sheila. ”

The black butterfly suddenly turned into the killing angel that Frey had summoned with all her might, and was locked all over his body. However, this time, there was no restraint on his body.

As if they had seen each other's enemies, Abraham and Sheila's movements became louder, and the sound of "ping-pong" shook and even the dust in the corner of the wall fell.

"You're really me off!"

The girl flicked her hand, and a large number of attacks mixed with various forms of magic turned into a colorful beam of light and shot towards Pandora as if she didn't want money. However, it slammed into the wall of black butterflies that flew out of the box.

The dissipation of a black butterfly will inevitably fill the gap between more black butterflies, and the girl's magic has no intention of stopping, and the black butterfly in the magic box in Pandora's hand is also flying out as if it is endless.

"Malogar!"

The bone spurs that came out of the bone dragon immediately bloomed around Pandora, blooming a flower of death made of white bones, and countless raised spikes trapped Pandora's entire body.

Skull, eyes, ears, mouth, chest, arms, knees, ankles...... Pandora is like a hornet's nest, and there is no one left intact in her body. However, even so, Pandora's graceful posture has not changed in the slightest.

Because where she was pierced, there was no blood left at all, or rather, her body itself was not made of flesh and bones. Countless black butterflies crowded the pierced place, flying non-stop.

Pandora, she doesn't seem to be a creature anymore, her original form may be this group of flying black butterflies.

As if they had calculated the right time, two black butterflies flew out of the box and flew towards the girl from both sides in a dazzling arc. The girl who was immersed in magic naturally didn't notice it, but when she reacted, she was hit to the ground by the huge impact of the hastily defended.

“...... Don't be naughty?......"

The loud sound of the two angels fighting drowned out Pandora's voice, but the girl visibly faltered as she listened.

“...... Remember me, Pandora the Witch!"

After dropping what seemed to be the words of the thugs, the girl left her two summons behind and disappeared into the circle that appeared on the ground. And Malogar and Abraham, who were somewhat reluctant, jumped in afterwards.

The secret room was calm again, but Pandora, who seemed to be pondering something, and Sheila, who was silent, and the empty box containing the holy sword told the truth just now.

Dorana tried her best to get up, but the paralysis caused by excessive blood loss in her body would not recover so quickly, and it should be said that it was a miracle to be able to save her life.

Judging from the results, there is no doubt that Pandora saved herself, but isn't Pandora, the witch with a magic box, the embodiment of evil who brought disaster to mankind?

"Whew, it's still too reluctant. Pandora breathed a long sigh of relief, and her body became a little shaky, "I said two, you shouldn't need me to rescue you." Then I'll take my leave. ”

“...... etc......"

Before Frey could speak, Pandora turned into a flock of flapping butterflies and slipped through the crack in the door of the chamber.

“...... I say. ”

After a long while, Frey, who was lying on the ground in the same position as Dorana, spoke, "You're not dead yet, are you?"

"Nope. Dolana was now able to barely speak, "If there is another 10 cm wound, I will go into shock due to excessive blood loss." ”

"Hmph, worthy of a knight. Old woman, I can't stand it just by being poked in the stomach. ”

Frey said and sighed, "Hey, what should I do if I can't have children in the future?"

"You are past the age of childbearing, and even if courtship occurs, the possibility of being able to live is ......"

"Hey, enough is enough, don't say it so seriously. ”

I don't know if it was because the joke was enough, and the two fell silent at the same time. After a long time, Frey slowly spoke.

"I said Dorena, this time I'm going to trouble you to explain it to the Pope. You can't talk to anyone about the things that the Holy Sword has taken away. ”

"Yes, I also have something I want to confirm. ”

"Things?"

"That's right. Dorana's eyes sharpened, even though she could only lie on the cold ground now, but the murderous aura could no longer be suppressed, "I guessed something, I need to confirm it." ”

(Pandora was drawn a few days ago, and I still look for it at the top of the book review section.) ）