Under the curtain of the night, the black-haired young man stood calmly in front of the huge palace complex. He silently scanned his surroundings as the bell rang in the distance.
Looking at the magnificent and familiar buildings that he had visited several times, Luo Ya walked forward. He walked through the wide and majestic city gate, walked through the empty square, walked through the long corridor hung with exquisite ornaments, and finally arrived in front of the familiar door.
Along with the sound of the door opening and closing, light shone through the gap in the door and gradually spread to both sides of the black-haired young man. Everything in the room once again appeared in the young man's eyes.
Not long ago, this was the place where the black-haired young man and the white-haired witch met for the first time. In this dark place where flowers bloomed, the two of them fought with their wits as their weapons. They both won and lost, joined hands once again and used this as an opportunity to sign a contract.
At this moment, the golden color had already spread between the throne and gradually extended from the corner of the wall. In fact, during the process of entering here, Luo Ya had already seen this familiar radiance.
When this land was completely dominated by the golden color, the witch would lose control of this place and her connection with the black-haired young man would be severed. The result was obvious. m.
Luo Ya had already predicted this result, but even so, looking at the witch on the throne, the young man was filled with guilt.
On the high platform, the white-haired witch gently stood up. Her scarlet eyes flickered and her face showed some displeasure, just like a young girl quarreling with her lover.
"… No, I just feel that I have wronged you."
Hearing the black-haired young man's words, Altacia fell into silence while Luo Ya revealed an apologetic expression.
In ancient times, the witch race had an extremely special status and authority compared to other races. It was a race that all living beings feared. Even the angels who considered themselves as messengers of God didn't dare to easily offend them. As the queen of the witch race, Altacia had an extremely high self-esteem.
On the throne, hearing Luo Ya's words, the white-haired witch's expression calmed down a little. She looked at the young man and the anger in her heart gradually extinguished. After a long time, she looked to the side and said.
"Hmm? What are you referring to? "
On the throne, a rare smile appeared on Altacia's face. She raised a finger and said with bright eyes:
"I see. Should I say that you haven't forgotten your original intentions?"
"The Angelic Corruption won't stop here. It will continue to worsen after I die. When you encounter your enemy, the Corruption should have reached its final stage. By then, I'm afraid that only the Gulan Daer, whose attributes conflict with the Angel's the most, will be able to move. I'm afraid your enemy isn't as simple as you think."
"I can sense a chaotic aura that is full of inauspiciousness. Based on the results of the divination, it is not optimistic either."
As the Queen of Witches, who was synonymous with calamity in the ancient times, anything that could make Altacia feel ominous would definitely be extraordinary. Witches' divination abilities were second only to the Goddess of Fate's.
"Indeed."
Looking at the calm and slightly helpless young man below, Altacia's face showed a pleasant smile. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and her eyes were full of expectations.
The small and flexible tongue licked her lips gently. The white-haired witch stroked her cheek with her hand and said with narrowed eyes, revealing an inexplicable desire. Luo Ya was unmoved by this, but he was grateful to the witch's support from the bottom of his heart.
"Hehe, if you want to get something, you have to pay something. For Transcended, it is the same whether it is ancient times or now. Depression and joy are also contradictory. I always face this situation. Sir Hero is really evil."
The black-haired young man raised the corner of his mouth and shook his head. He then looked at the witch above and asked seriously with a teasing smile,
"Oh? Do you have anything you want? "
The smiling Luo Ya whispered the curse vessel he wanted. The white-haired witch blinked and slowly raised the corner of her mouth.
Altacia, who heard Luo Ya's request, smiled happily. After a long time, the Queen of Witches, who completed the commission, looked at the young man and said goodbye with a smile.
"Yes, in order to save the princess, I can only say goodbye temporarily, Your Majesty."
The white-haired witch smiled happily, bowed her head slightly and lifted her skirt. At the same time, everything around the young man began to blur and distort.
In the witch's heartfelt wish, the young man smiled and nodded. The next moment, Luo Ya's consciousness fell into darkness and returned to the real world.
Before dawn, beside the sleeping black-haired young man, Nuo Aier · Heathcliff was experiencing unprecedented torture and contradiction.
Glancing at Luo Ya, who trusted him completely and slept with his back to the girl, Nuo Aier's eyes flashed with a painful look. His hand holding the blanket tightened, and he began to hesitate about the decision he made before.
Making such a decision was naturally inconsistent with the feelings and wishes in the girl's heart, but for Nuo Aier, this was the result of no choice, and the opportunity was the moment when the girl lost control in the evening.
Nuo Aier couldn't remember the location of the base.
Obviously, as a Transcended whose bodily functions and thinking speed were far superior to ordinary people, and as a person who received military training from a young age, Nuo Aier shouldn't and couldn't forget her starting point. More importantly, there was a person in the base.
Just like how people might forget the shop they used to frequent, no one would forget their home. Nuo Aier couldn't forget the location of the person close to her. In fact, she really did forget, so there was only one possibility.
At that time, the girl understood that the erosion of angelification had probably reached the third stage, which had never been recorded in Heathcliff's records for thousands of years. It was no longer a complete replacement, but a partial contest of consciousness.
From the third stage onwards, the deterioration of the girl's condition became much more concealed. She might be herself one moment, but in the next moment, she might have lost something important, and the consequences would also affect the people around her.
After the bloody battle with the Angel King, Luo Ya's combat skills, which were her companions, had been limited by the unique erosion power of angels. The young man had also been seriously injured once, and his condition was unprecedentedly bad. Vaguely, Nuo Aier felt that the young man was hiding something.
The plains at night were cold and dark, and the whistling of the night wind continued. The girl knew that after crossing the gate, she would once again face everything alone, and she might never be able to return. But when she thought that this was the only way to protect the person she loved to the greatest extent, Nuo Aier's heart became strong.
"Going out at night? I think it's better to tell me."
In the room, Luo Ya's calm voice sounded, and the Nuo Aier in front of the door widened her eyes and froze. After a slight panic, the blonde girl hurriedly adjusted her mood and responded with a smile.
The black-haired young man did not comment on the answer given by Nuo Aier. After a moment of silence, Luo Ya asked again, "I can't sleep.
"I … can't sleep. It's almost dawn, so I want to make breakfast. I'll be back soon."
Muttering the blonde girl's words, Luo Ya slowly stood up and touched her chest. She could not help but feel an inexplicable sense of relief.
Using the erosion that was like a deadly toxin as a detector, this was the reason why Luo Ya could detect Nuo Aier's condition in advance. At this time, in the chest that was once penetrated, an unprecedented pain was spreading, and the passage to Altacia was completely closed.
"Nuo Aier, let me see your eyes."
The black-haired young man stood up and slowly approached. His request made the girl who had her back facing him tremble slightly, not knowing what to do.
The blonde girl did not move, and Luo Ya did not say anything. Silence pervaded between the two. After a long time, the princess who gritted her teeth finally turned her head and looked at the young man with a calm expression.
"Separate?"
"… Am I bothering you?"
"You are now seriously injured. Even if the Angel King appears again, you won't be able to fight anymore. You are no longer of much help to me. Thank you for everything you have done for me, but now I think it's better for you to return to the rear. It's safer there."
Hearing Nuo Aier's words, the black-haired young man stopped in his tracks. However, what she did not expect was that after a short silence, Luo Ya raised her head, and there was no anger in her golden eyes. Instead, there was warmth and calmness.
“！”
"Wait, wait! This is? "
"Eh? A gift? "
The black-haired young man sighed slightly. Looking at the surprised Nuo Aier, he smiled and sent a blessing.
"Nuo Aier, happy birthday."
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