Gorgon's bloodline is very special.

The source of their power is the Eye, the Petrified Eye.

And there is also a difference between high and low in the Petrified Demon Eye itself, the higher the strength of the bloodline, the stronger the power of the Petrified Demon Eye.

It's like he also holds the Demon Eye of Direct Death, and Shichiya Shiki's Straight Death Demon Eye is not as good as the Demon Eye of Straight Death of the two rituals...... The same type of stand-in, the Platinum Star is stronger than smashing Varudo.

The Medusa's petrified MONOCULUS is almost determined at birth, and if you have to increase the strength of the MONOCULUS, the only way is to absorb the same type of MONOCULUS...... The higher mysteries will override the lower mysteries, and if they are of the same type, they will merge with each other.

Therefore, in the tradition of Gorgon, if the mother dies, the daughter absorbs the mother's magic eye, so as to ensure that the strength of the blood of the Gorgon clan and the mystery of the petrified magic eye will not be lost.

This is also the reason why Elysée has not been able to awaken her bloodline for so long, but she immediately awakens the petrified magic eye after swallowing a Gorgon's magic eye.

The growth of the magic eye itself also means Elyse's own potential.

She may be the last Gorgon in the world today, so the mysteries of the whole clan will converge on her, and the herd will turn into one.

If one day she could retrieve her loved one's petrified eye and absorb the mystery of it, her eyes would be the same as the original Gorgon's eyes.

Of course, this step is still relatively far away.

……

Inside the confession, Elysée opened her eyes and woke up.

She sat up directly, breathing slightly short.

On the side, Jeanna cast a puzzled look and handed over a glass of water: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I'm ......," said Elyse, taking a sip of the glass, and whispering, "I had a nightmare." ”

"Nightmare? A nightmare about what. ”

"A nightmare about the future." Elyse covered her forehead: "However, some can't remember clearly, many fragments, very confusing." ”

"The chaotic nightmare is a sign of mental power out of control, it seems that you have been under too much pressure lately, you should take a good rest for a while."

Elyse bowed her head.

While coming into contact with the pair of magic eyes, she sensed the mystery of being from the same source as herself.

It automatically melted into its own eyes, and at the same time, it also substituted some of the thoughts that remained in those eyes into its thoughts.

A longing that has lasted for 500 years...... This can already be called an obsession.

She vaguely saw some vague fragments of unknown meaning, those memory fragments were not clear, but they were hard to remember.

At the same time, it is too scattered, there is no order, only an extremely strong emotion remains.

- Remorse

The emotion of remorse lingered in her heart, and Elysée could not break free from this feeling for a long time.

So she's emo.

At this time, the whole person hugged his knees and sat silently.

It's not going to be Jeanne.

The saint sighed silently in her heart.

Almost all acquaintances thought that Elysée was an emotionally stable person, at least in the eyes of outsiders, that she was the kind of hard-working girl who suffered all kinds of hardships as the Holy Church went out on missions, and there were almost no complaints, so that the Templars who were leading the team at the time poached her.

But Jeanne knew that Elyse actually had a coquettish ghost hidden in her heart, or the kind of coquettish ghost who was particularly slimy.

Give her three points of sunshine, she is not enough, she has to give seven points.

Jeanne was occasionally annoyed by her rubbing nearby, and her tone couldn't help but be raised, and with a few words of the irascible old lady's speech, it was easy to reprimand Elyse to the point of tears, and her face was full of 'You actually murdered me'.

The saint scratched her hair very unattractively, feeling that the pressure of her recent hair loss must be Elyse's fault.

But seeing her behaving like this, Jeanne couldn't help but soften, and walked over and comforted softly: "Dreams are just dreams, what's there to be afraid of?" ”

She took out a handkerchief and wiped Elyse's face with holy water, like only taking care of a flower-faced kitten: "You are already an adult, don't cry like a child, control your emotions." ”

Hear this.

Elyse's heart shook suddenly.

An auditory hallucinatory word echoed in my ears.

You are already an adult, so don't cry like a child, control your emotions...... Then, kill me! ’

'Don't make me more miserable'

The familiar words, the familiar voice, the familiar facial contours.

She vaguely saw the blonde saint lying in her arms, smiling and aiming the dagger at the heart, ordering her to stab the dagger down.

As the blood gushed out, a violent heartache struck, and she shed bright red tears.

The witch looked up to the sky and roared, and her voice seemed to be able to reach heaven.

Tick, tick......

Elysée burst into tears and sat on her knees, infected by emotions in the aftermath of her memory.

Jeanne was taken aback: "Isn't it, really crying?" ”

She scrambled.

Elyse grabbed the hand that was wiping around her face and looked at Jeanne with red eyes: "I remember the dream." ”

Jeanne asked cautiously, "Did you dream that you were pouted?" Or is your object being pouted? ”

Elyse shook her head, "It's you." ”

"What? Am I being pouted? Jeanne's eyes widened.

Elyse pursed her lips and sobbed, "You were killed." ”

Jeanne: "......"

We're such good sisters, I stole a few limited-edition puddings and small cakes, are you so vindictive?

Recently, there have been some small contradictions, which directly made this saint Maiden be killed in her dream, and it was really a duck opening her mouth - it was not necessary.

But looking at Elyse's pitiful appearance grasping the corner of her clothes, Jeanne couldn't get angry.

It's angry and funny.

There is a misunderstanding of being asked to shout, 'Haven't you eaten?' and only to be handed a Snickers.

"I couldn't figure out for a moment if you were here to find fault or if you really cared about me." Jeanne poked Elyse in the cheek: "What an unlucky child, I am a saint of the Holy Church, who can kill me?" Do you want me to go out and ask a question, and shout 'Who dares to kill me' in the street?" ”

Elyse just lowered her head and silently dropped the little pearl.

Of course she knew who did it, but she couldn't say it at all.

And that's not a dream, it's the future.

In the future, he will kill Jeanne with his own hands.

But why did it come to this?

What does Jeanne mean by 'more miserable'?

Elyse remembered that her husband had said that Jeanne would betray the Church for her own sake, and that it was a classic counterexample in the Holy Church's holy virgin education throughout the ages, which was an incomparably accurate fact.

So......

It must have been me, who brought misfortune to Jeanne.

Elysée couldn't help but think so, the closer she walked with her, the closer she was to misfortune.

Who but Mr. can escape the doom she brings?

The Lone Star is a kind of fate.

Now that she knew that the future would be like this, Elysée thought to herself that she couldn't go on like this, this was not the future she wanted.

The Mouth of Truth's questioning broke her defenses, but it also shattered Elyse's self-perception that she would give everything for revenge, but only herself.

Elyse took a deep breath, turned her head to look at Jeanne, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her expression became more serious and serious.

"I have something to say."

"You say." Jeanne is ready to get up early tomorrow to go to the priest and ask him to line up for a limited-edition cake to make amends.

"Let's ......" Elysée hesitated for a moment, but quickly gritted her teeth and said, "Let's break up." ”

"Okay." Jeanna replied, "Let's break up now!" ”

Elyse: "? ”

You didn't hesitate for a second?

Do you know how determined I was to say that?

But you don't even ask why?

The witch's heart was suddenly full of doubts and incomprehension, and there was even a grievance of 'I just said it, you actually agreed' - although she was serious, her reaction at this time was really like a little girlfriend who had a conflict with her boyfriend.

Elyse opened her mouth to explain, but she couldn't.

And it's all said.

If Jeanne really understood what she meant, she would have accepted it seriously.

Although she is sad, she can also accept this outcome.

Even if you can't let the friendship continue, it's better than mourning at the grave.

As long as you can live, even if there is no one in your life, I am not a pity.

Elyse's heart is full of sentimentality before parting, and her emotional expression has changed from wanting to speak to being silent.

As soon as the saint saw Elyse's expression changing back and forth as if her face had changed, she probably had already guessed that she might have been full of sorrow and hatred, as if she had eaten a dozen Li Qingzhao raw, and she might have spit out countless mournful poems when she opened her mouth.

Jeanne grabbed Elyse's wrist and pulled her out of the confessional room, then pushed her all the way to the door of the Holy Church.

If you want to separate, you will separate.

If you say you will break off your relationship, you will break off your relationship.

The saint's attitude was crisp and neat: "Don't send me any more messages today, I'm afraid that others will misunderstand." ”

Elysée was sent to the gate, and many words were held back.

She smiled and said one word: "Good ......"

She sniffed and whispered, "I still have something to say, though." ”

"In the days to come, you have to take good care of yourself."

"Don't kick the quilt when you go to bed at night."

"Remember to comb your hair in the morning."

"Don't bother, just brush your teeth with the Holy Light Technique."

"Practice your handwriting, don't just practice your signature."

"Remember to ventilate the room frequently."

"Underwear is changed every day."

“……”

The more Jeanne listened, the more speechless she became.

It's broken, how does it look like it's real?

Isn't it all about breaking off friendship today and getting back together tomorrow?

Little girls are like that.

"Anyway...... You want to be happy. Elyse burst into tears and smiled at Jeanne, "You must be happy." ”

Jeanne opened her mouth, already regretting that she had just agreed to be too decisive.

But now it was too late to regret and explain, and after Elyse finished the last sentence, she seemed to have put down some burden, waved her hand and left the direction of the church.

Jeanne looked at the back, and the more she looked, the more she felt that something was wrong.

The clingy little girl who used to be reluctant to give up seems to have suddenly grown up at this time.

She had a wonderful mood in her heart that only an old mother can have.

"Quarrelsome?"

The priest stood behind him and asked, "Are you talking fast again?" ”

"It's not my fault this time."

Jeanne hugged her arms: "It was she who was emotionally unstable and suddenly broke off her relationship." ”

"Friendships are always lost by accident."

The priest reminded: "If you want to go back on it, it's too late. ”

"It's verbose, of course I do."

Jeanne said stiffly: "I'm just waiting for her to calm down first, so it's very troublesome for a girl of this age." ”

The priest laughed, "Aren't you of this age yourself?" ”

"I'm an innate heroic spirit, can it be the same?" Jeanne said, "I'll see her tomorrow." ”

The priest said, "Your Highness, you should be back at the church headquarters tomorrow and need to report to the Inquisition. ”

"Can't postpone?"

"I'm afraid not, it's about the church's contribution and evaluation of you."

“……”

"So it's too late to catch up now."

“…… No! Jeanne turned around and said, "You get up at five o'clock tomorrow morning and go to the Cantarita bakery to buy the latest limited edition of the red velvet chocolate cake, and then I'll write a letter and give it to Elyse." ”

The priest smiled, "I'm afraid this will be misunderstood." ”

The saint said lightly: "Who would misunderstand? Oh, you don't know yet. ”

"Elyse, she has a boyfriend."

(End of chapter)