"Is he gone?"
On the plains, the young man who was gradually recovering held the ring in his hand and looked at the light spots floating in the sky. For a moment, there was an indescribable sadness in his heart.
Although he knew that Roy was no longer in this world, leaving only a trace of his consciousness, and the two did not talk for a long time, the closeness that originated from their bloodline, the same goal, and the same purpose made him identify with Roy, and Roy did not hide his kindness to him.
In the end, Akat still had too few blood relatives. He was alone in almost every era, not to mention that Roy was also an awakened, a blood relative that transcended generations.
It had to be said that Roy's prodigal personality that did not match his heart left a deep impression on him, but Luo Ya could clearly feel the sense of responsibility under that frivolity. His appearance provided Luo Ya with a lot of clues that could no longer be found in this era, and the help he provided was indescribable.
From Vincent to Roy, and then to Luo Ya, the three awakened bloodline of the Akat family were like a relay, peeling off the historical truth layer by layer, eager to find the truth, change the current situation of the family, and their own fate, and even seek the stability of the human community. Perhaps Vincent and Roy did pay the price with their lives in this process, but their efforts were not in vain.
Luo Ya, who inherited the information left by the two ancestors, would continue to explore. Perhaps one day he would also encounter a desperate situation, but even so, he was not willing to give up.
The result of a thousand years of accumulation could not be destroyed in his hands.
This was Luo Ya's will, and also his thought when he received the black rose ring.
All the side effects in his body disappeared, and the spell power that was consumed by the explosion was replenished as if time had reversed. Even his torn clothes gradually recovered. This surreal scene made Luo Ya realize the magic of the night of the demon again.
But then again, Roy actually used his own shadow to protect the ring. Didn't this mean that he did not want to give it to anyone? How could a freshman deal with such a pervert like him? Or was this a screening mechanism, and only the awakened bloodline of the Akat family who defeated his shadow would be able to make him hand over this important clue about the [Scholar] with peace of mind?
If that was the case, then his ancestor must have cheated in order to keep the ring a secret.
Luo Ya looked at the two rings in his hand and secretly guessed. Soon after, he shook his head. No matter what, it was more important to get out of here as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, the young man called out to the guiding spirit in the sky. When he realized that the "fatty" couldn't find his way for a while, he sighed helplessly and reached into his pocket to light Chris's lamp oil. Then, he followed the guidance and walked out.
At the edge of the Dense Fog Forest, chaos had just ended. A large number of elites from the emergency department were evacuating in batches. Dean Antonio was also observing the situation nearby. Chris stood on the rooftop and looked in the direction of the forest. He heaved a sigh of relief and prayed that Luo Ya would be fine.
Everything happened after the preliminaries. When the freshmen were challenging the shadow of the guardian, the Demon Night suddenly began to fluctuate violently. At one point, it was close to the final warning line and was about to collapse. In the face of such an emergency situation, the secret territory's monitoring room activated a level one alert. The school's emergency department was dispatched in full force, ready to rush in and save the freshmen.
One must know that the challengers now were not the ordinary aristocrats of the past. They were the Nuo Aier Princess of the Theocracy and Miss Sorofia Rose. If something really happened, the implications and the depth of the impact would be unimaginable. In fact, the atmosphere at the scene was extremely solemn. The old director of the monitoring room had a heart attack on the spot and was directly carried away by the school doctor.
Fortunately, this violent fluctuation only lasted for a short while before it disappeared. Dean Antonio seemed to have grasped some inside information and did not seem to be worried about it. After the secret realm stabilized, everyone's nervousness gradually dissipated, and the night of the demons once again returned to its original trajectory.
At this time, in the periphery of the Misty Forest, there were thousands of freshmen and seniors who had just come out. They were waiting for the results of this year's competition, or rather, for the birth of a new Ringbearer.
Among them were the nobles of the Theocracy and Rose, freshmen who were waiting to ride on someone's coattails, seniors who were not doing well, and even a large number of gamblers who were waiting for the lottery to open.
The opening ceremony this time could be said to be the gathering of expectations from all sides. Not only were the Theocracy and Rose waiting for their leaders, but the freshmen were also looking forward to the birth of a new force. After all, St. Freya Academy currently had a Ringbearer in the second, third, and fourth years. Ideally, the freshmen would have a Ringbearer as well. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the freshmen.
The Ringbearers' exclusive training ground and exclusive buildings were all shared by the faction. This was a substantial benefit, and there were countless hidden benefits such as connections within the faction. If the first years did not have a Ringbearer, then they could only compete with the second years for the Green Rose's quota. It would be much more difficult to compete with the seniors for a job.
Time passed by as everyone waited in anticipation. In the temporary room of the security department nearby, a black-haired girl clutched her chest with a depressed expression beside an overturned cup.
Since the fluctuation of the Mysterious Realm began, Lillian's body had a strange reaction. She could not calm her restlessness at all, and it was getting more and more intense. Originally, as the bearer of the Purple Rose Ring, Lillian should not have come here. After all, the king would not meet the king, and paying too much attention to the new Ringbearers would make her seem weak. But an inexplicable anxiety led her to come here.
What was the reason? Why would the fluctuation of the Mysterious Realm affect her mood? And what's with this feeling of losing something important?
Lillian frowned, her eyes full of confusion. But unfortunately, this anxiety of feeling that someone important was in danger was destined to be a feeling that she, who had never experienced much familial affection, could not understand.
And just as Lillian was vexed, footsteps gradually sounded in the Misty Forest. The freshmen who challenged the Shadow of the Sentinel returned one by one. But unfortunately, most of them were sighing in despair. Suddenly, a strong fluctuation of spell power appeared, guiding the light of the elves to shine in all directions. After a moment of silence, the crowd waiting nearby realized something and suddenly let out a shocking cheer.
The victors had returned.
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