Wilson Manor is located at the end of Daffodil Street in the south of the city.
The brown wall stands tall. Through the simple and elegant bronze art door, you can see the regular green hedges inside, the rockery is rugged, the pool is clear, and the water from the bud-shaped fountain sparkles in the moonlight.
King Da Mao carried Ren and entered the manor.
Various flowers were in full bloom, strolling on the white marble floor. Under Lucy's leadership, she entered a four-story classical-style main building.
"Senior Lucy, what should we do?"
Standing in the brightly lit hall, King Da Mao asked.
"Girl, don't be too nervous. Let him lie down for a while. Anyway, he won't be dead for a while... Now, of course, let someone clean him up first.
What does it look like covered in blood? Kate, we might as well take a shower first. "
Lucy winked playfully, her words slightly sinister.
She ordered several male servants in the manor to clean the blood on Ren's body, and she invited the slightly confused King Da Mao to take a bath in the artificial hot spring in the back garden of the manor.
When the two women came back with wet hair, Ren had already washed his hands and was lying on a red kapok bed in a certain bedroom, sleeping peacefully... How strange!
Even with his eyes closed, he clenched his teeth, clenched his fingers into fists, and his body was trembling, as if he was enduring great pain.
"Ren..."
Arturia's eyes flashed with worry. This was the first time she saw him injured so seriously.
Lucy has already taken out the "Shuo Yue Qin". The long bow-shaped body of the piano is made of warm jade. She puts a few green jade fingers on the translucent strings and plays and sings:
"For hundreds of years,
Although the dust of time destroys all things,
But after life is gone,
Following the soul-cleansing songs,
We come to this new world where there is no death and no suffering.
The years pass quickly,
Forgot the blood of heroes and the glory of kings.
In this immortal movement,
We will spend thousands of years and eternity here.
…”
The music is long, ethereal, and not stained by a trace of dust. It seems to be sent directly from all things to people's hearts and souls. But if you listen carefully, it is like the waves of the sea, rolling in continuously.
'Is this the fifth-level singer? '
Arturia couldn't help but listen intently.
At this time, the song changed, and the misty music was far away, as if a light green bird passed by in the silent night, with long black and transparent wings. It seemed that just a sudden, countless pasts disappeared into the vast mist of time. Among them, the handover between life and death went to another immortal world.
This is the passionate performance and singing of a fifth-level [soul singer].
Arturia was also immersed in the song. Following the music, her heart became quiet, as if she felt something.
The music changes again.
Life is like a dream, full of pure joy and carefree, in which there are innocent confessions, unreserved reliance, and needless faith...
Another example is an aging person who, at the last moment of his life, accumulated decades of his life and formed a crystal that gives insight into life and death...
The only way to preserve those intense days and immortal feelings forever is to lock them in your own music.
As long as the music continues, the heart will never change...
'Such skills are truly astonishing. '
Looking at Lucy who was playing, King Da Mao's eyes were full of calmness and admiration.
There was also a strange phenomenon in the sky. Countless epiphyllums, big or small, seemed to float directly from time. They floated down with graceful postures and layers of petals, and fell gently on Ren, who was lying down.
The scattered petals melted into his body, and the densely packed ominous black threads wrapped around the soul were washed away by the crystal-clear petals, and suddenly began to break one by one.
As the epiphyllum petals rose and died, the dark red nightmare snakes that gnawed at Ren's soul gradually melted, and the soul immediately bloomed with pure and flawless sky-blue light.
The string ballad gradually stopped. At this time, Ren's clenched fists loosened and the painful expression on his face relaxed.
"Okay, if you do it a few times in the future, he will wake up."
Lucy stopped plucking the strings and breathed a slow sigh of relief.
It is not easy for her to treat and remove the nightmare power left in Ren's soul and spirit by a demonic dark lord.
The souls of non-saints are very fragile, and the power of the Dark Lord is too powerful.
If high-level singers were not equally good at soul and spiritual skills, a knight, ranger, or warrior saint might not be able to heal Ren.
But even so, it still needs to be repeated several times.
"Thank you, Lucy-senpai."
Arturia put down her worries when she saw that Ren had fallen asleep peacefully.
"You're welcome. Anyway, just wait until he wakes up and pay for the treatment yourself.
Master Ackerman, as an outstanding young man in the kingdom and the boss behind the Thorns Security Company, has recently been in a fierce fight with the Wismark people in the Yunxia Mountains. Doesn't he lack this kind of money? "
Lucy smiled slightly and put away the "Shuo Yue Qin" in her hand.
There is a consensus among the upper echelons of the kingdom that although Renn has just emerged and has a relatively low foundation among the young strong men, when it comes to troublemaking, many young strong men are not worthy of Renn's shoes.
"Yeah, but I still need to thank you for your help."
The stupid king nodded.
Taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others is the proper meaning.
Lucy lends a helping hand in time. They already owe a favor. If the treatment is still free, the favor owed will be too great, and Ren is probably not willing to do this.
At this time, the girl was in the mood to look at the decoration in the room.
The layout of this bedroom is very simple, with blue curtains, a large bed, and a small mirror on the wall. There are several thick books on the black cabinet in front of the bed. The top one is "History of Saigon Continental Philosophy". 》.
It was a men's room. It had been vacant before, but it was located next to Lucy's bedroom. It was obviously not a maid living here.
What caught the most attention of King Daimao were the two paintings on the wall.
On the left is an oil painting of a group of people, with 14 people on it, lifelike. The background is the west gate of Merova City, and there is a red fire dragon flag fluttering in the wind.
She could recognize several of the people above, including "Infernal Butcher" Director Carl, "Gun Ghost" Carlos, Farrowland Axe Alex, killer Kelvin with only one arm left, and England's unparalleled illusionist Roland...
In the middle, there is a man with black hair and black eyes, an extraordinary warrior, and his unparalleled aura is ready to come out.
Coincidentally, another painting shows the founding emperor of Falorland, William the Conqueror, riding a majestic red dragon to review the army.
The conqueror himself also had black hair and black eyes, and was an extraordinary warrior.
Under the two portraits, there was another photo on the counter. Lucy was smiling like a flower, leaning against a man.
This man is Charlemagne, who is being enthroned by Carl the Butcher, Gun Ghost, Ax King and others. He is a descendant of the conqueror and the king of Falorland a hundred years ago.
It's just that in the photo, Charlemagne's hair seems to be dyed silver white, which contrasts with the silver hair of Lucy in his arms, in a couple style.
"This is my man...no, it's my ex-boyfriend's room. He's dead."
Lucy noticed the girl's gaze. She reached out and picked up the photo on the counter, caressing it. Her bright eyes contained complex emotions that were difficult for the girl to understand.
Lucy, the "Queen of Dreams", did not become the queen. She finally left Wisteria City, the capital of Falorland, and was not even a beloved concubine.
"This...Charlemagne doesn't seem to be dead."
The stupid king's mouth opened slightly.
If I remember correctly, a huge swirling sea of light that stretched for more than ten miles appeared over the city of Diramo on the edge of the plain.
That was a domain. Renn specifically told her some time ago that it was very similar to the prototype of his domain - "Sea of Stars and Stars", except that its scope and power far exceeded his.
There is no doubt that it is also constructed based on the Demon Slaying Art...
Renn judged that the person in the sea of clouds above the city should be Charlemagne. He was confronting Christian, the prince of the demon clan, and Milo, the dark prince of the demon clan.
"I said that scumbag was dead, so he was dead!"
Lucy put down the photo and raised the corners of her mouth, still smiling brightly on her beautiful white face.
What a terrible smile, it seemed a little broken... King Da Mao shuddered for some reason, and she wisely stopped saying anything.
The next second, the smile on Lucy's face disappeared.
She pointed at the unconscious Ren, looked at King Da Mao, and asked quietly:
"Girl, do you like this man very much?"
"Ah...this, I am..."
The sudden question made Da Mao Wang a little confused. Her face turned red, as if she wanted to explain something, but she didn't know what to say.
like? dislike?
She herself didn't know what kind of feelings she had for Ren, and besides, she didn't quite understand what love between a man and a woman was.
Although she was married, she was a woman after all, and there was no real love between her and Queen Guinevere.
Lucy was keenly aware that the girl lacked understanding and knowledge of the relationship between men and women.
However, she really didn't like men like Ren. Looking at his body lying on the bed, she sneered:
"This kind of guy who is restless at heart, you can tell he is a scumbag at a glance. He is absolutely rotten. I advise you to stay away as soon as possible."
King Da Mao: “…………”
Why stay away? She needs him...ah, they will go on a dungeon mission soon!
This time she was actually taking advantage of Ren's dungeon mission and would not participate in his "Sword Breakthrough". Her mission was named "Self-Transcendence" by the system...
Ever since this mission was generated, Artoria's eyelids have been twitching and her heart palpitating inexplicably lately. She has a hunch that this mission is very unfriendly to her.
…………
In the year 313 of the natural calendar, history has quietly turned a page.
The cold month, January 8th.
The treatment process was actually very smooth, but the trauma to the soul was very troublesome. It was already ten days after Renn woke up.
"O people of the world!
Please listen to this dreamy sound that spans time,
The glorious history of the past has now turned into dust.
Only the wanderer in this forgotten country dreams back to the past,
Only then have precious tears.
…”
In the simply decorated bedroom, after Lucy finished singing the fifth poem in "The Sigh of the Moon Goddess", she put away the sacred instrument-level "Yueqin".
In the extraordinary vision of her silver eyes, the black death line and nightmare red snake were no longer on Ren's sky-blue soul. It was pure and flawless, shining like a sapphire.
"Well, he will wake up in about half an hour."
Sensing Ren's increasingly active mental fluctuations, Lucy looked at the girl sitting on the chair beside her, her body burning with blazing golden flames. The brilliance of the force in her silver eyes dissipated, and her extraordinary vision disappeared.
"Are you finally okay? Thank you for your hard work, Sister Lucy."
Arturia stood up with a smile, took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, wiping the sweat from her forehead.
During this period, because Ren was in a coma, the girl didn't go back to the Ackerman Villa on Crescent Street much. She basically stayed at the Wilson Manor on Daffodil Street. Even the New Year was spent here under Lucy's warm invitation. , and the relationship with Lucy is also going well.
Some servants in the manor even suspected that she was Lucy's illegitimate daughter...
King Da Mao didn't know that Lucy had already noticed her strength. She was a Templar at a young age, almost as good as the Valkyrie Kesha and Princess Sophie.
For such outstanding women in the kingdom, Lucy, as a female saint, still admires her very much and is naturally very enthusiastic.
At this time, a force wave suddenly emitted.
Ren was lying quietly on the bed, but brilliant stars were flowing out of his body. He could vaguely see the two hundred and twenty-eight orifices flickering in the flesh and blood in his body, outlining a complex galaxy pattern, vast, deep, and mysterious. The aura expanded, and the veins of the star map continued to extend.
Quietly, another twenty-eight acupoints lit up.
A total of 256 acupoints are arranged like stars, forming a six-layer cycle. There are still 109 dim and illusory acupoints that are not illuminated.
"The Demon-Slaying Technique, completed?"
Dai Mao Wang's green eyes opened slightly and he made a sound of surprise.
Because Renne has practiced, of course she has some understanding of the supreme inheritance left by the conquerors.
Before the holy realm, up to 365 orifices could be condensed, forming a nine-layer cycle.
256 orifices, the six-fold cycle, is already considered a success. In fact, few people in history have been able to reach this level.
If you are minoring in "Demon Killing Technique", 256 orifices is the limit, such as Princess Sophie.
As for the majors, most of them had exploded on the spot at this time, and their bodies completely collapsed.
"It's a blessing in disguise. His body was almost shattered by the monarch's projection. His muscles, internal organs, bones... were almost all broken. After recovering, the orifices in his body were sharpened... and became more condensed."
Lucy said calmly, but her eyes were complicated, a little bit hateful, but also a little appreciative.
After more than two hundred years, except for the scumbag who hurt her, there is finally a second successful case.
"Sister Lucy, strictly speaking, the Demon-Slaying Technique is a brand new training system. It is different from the mainstream path of extraordinary professionals, nor is it the totem path of aliens.
It is so powerful, why are so few people practicing it? "
King Daimao asked in confusion.
As far as she knows, it is not difficult to obtain this supreme inheritance as long as you join the 7th Bureau or work for the Faloran royal family.
"Because over the millennium of Faloran, the number of people who have succeeded in majoring is only in single digits, and the number of people who have succeeded in minoring is less than a hundred...and the number of people who have tried is probably more than 10,000."
“What is the outcome for those who fail?”
"Of course they are all dead or reduced to useless people. In the future, even the path of professionals and the path of totem will be blocked."
Once it fails, will the end be so miserable?
King Da Mao couldn't help but shudder. She looked at Ren, whose life fluctuations were becoming more and more intense, with a little doubt in her eyes:
"Then why is he so successful?"
"I don't know. Although the force of star power is more suitable for practicing this, it... is still a bit strange."
Lucy was also a little confused.
There must be a reason why it went so smoothly. You must know that there are not many people in the Faroran royal family who are descendants of the conquerors who can do it so smoothly. There are quite a few people who died when their bodies exploded.
Forget it, don’t think about it anymore.
After all, it was something that William the Conqueror accidentally brought out from a certain secret realm. It was already strange and weird. Although it had been modified and adapted, in essence, it did not belong to the extraordinary system of this world.
"Weird guy."
Staring at Ren, whose body was glowing with starlight, Artoria also muttered something.
Is it the system's help?
This is too nonsense. She knows that He will not care about this. Even if Ren explodes and dies, or they all die, He will only select the next round of favors.
The favored ones are really not that unusual. They are considered a high-risk profession. Who knows how many groups have been wiped out in the past.
Like Lane said, don't expect a retarded system to have a conscience.
After talking for a few words, Lucy went to rest.
Arturia continued to sit in the room and take care of Ren. This was the case during this period. Except for training and studying, she guarded Ren as if he was in a vegetative state.
But this job was so boring. She lay her head on the back of the chair like a salted fish and said listlessly:
"Hey, wake up quickly, how long do you want to lie down?"
Really, I didn’t cook the New Year’s dinner or the big meal, and the prey I caught, huh, it’s almost moldy at home..."
The girl kept mumbling, Lucy said that this would help awaken his consciousness, he was really like a vegetative person...
Finally, more than ten minutes later, Ren, who had been lying dead for nearly ten days, slowly opened his eyes. When he woke up in a daze, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling.
There was doubt and confusion in his eyes, and then he turned his head, and the little face of King Da Mao with an expression of surprise came into view.
'Well, it's quite cute. '
His muscles were a little numb and he couldn't exert any strength, but the inhuman physical fitness of a high-level transcendent still allowed him to sit up:
"Girl, where is this?"
"This is Saint Lucy's home. After the Nightmare Lord's projection left that night, she helped..."
King Daimao was in a happy mood and quickly explained the situation.
"It's been...ten days?"
Ren rubbed his eyes and glanced at the bright sunshine outside the window.
Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom in the flower garden. There are bronze sculptures, musical fountains, and rockeries in the garden. The refreshing fragrance of flowers can be heard from outside the window.
Big dog, really rich... He subconsciously complained in his heart.
"Well, it's noon on January 8th. Fortunately, you, a vegetative state, have finally woken up. School will start in a few days."
King Daimao put his hands on his hips and stared at him.
Vegetative state?
After receiving a positive answer, Ren's mouth twitched:
"It's already the 8th... So, am I lying down to celebrate the New Year?"
"Otherwise, I would have missed a lot of big dinners... well, a lot of New Year activities."
The girl looked at him with a bit of resentment. Although the food in Lucy's place was good, it was not as good as the feast that Ren specially prepared according to her appetite.
Ren opened the quilt, stood up from the bed, walked to the mirror first, and ruffled his hair with his hands:
"Oh, I've missed a lot. For example, I haven't been impressed by how handsome I am for a long time."
King Da Mao: “…………”
This is too narcissistic, forget it, I'm used to it.
"I, Hu Han...cough, I, Master Ackerman, am back again!"
Carefully avoiding the standing hair, Ren suddenly patted Artoria's head and said with a smile:
"Without me causing trouble, the citizens should have had a good year... Let's go, Foodie King, let's go see Lucy, thank her in person, and then go home and have a banquet!"
"I'm not a foodie... Humph, I warned you not to pat my head!"
Looking at Ren walking away, Arturia was a little furious, and she gritted her teeth and chased after him.
"Hmph, girl, I was beaten so badly this time because I was trying to save you... Why did I slap you?"
"One yard for the other, Ren, let's go home and compete!"
The girl who refused to admit defeat took the initiative to challenge. Except for the time in the White Sands Military Camp, almost every time she returned home, she would compete with Ren in swordsmanship.
Of course, at the beginning, her swordsmanship and realm level were a bit different from his, and she lost more than she won.
Renn raised his eyebrows, turned around and said with a bad smile:
"Hey, I'm full of energy. It's because my wings have become stronger after becoming a saint. Girl, believe it or not, I will chop off that stupid hair of yours with one knife! Then don't cry and faint in the toilet."
"Ah! Just wait, ten days is not enough, right? I will let you lie down for another ten days!" A murderous look flashed in the girl's eyes.
"Hahahaha... If you want to win against me, you have to pluck out the stupid hair on your head first."
"..."
So angry, King Da Mao chased Ren angrily.
The two were noisy and soon ran into the back garden of Wilson Manor.
