"How should I get to Dongfang Santing?"
Faced with Eluma's question, Victoria did not answer. She just shook her head gently, and mysterious and elegant words and symbols appeared in her eyes, "Eluma, don't continue asking."
Eluma was stunned. She could tell that this was Victoria's reminder and a plea. It was hard for her to imagine a nearly omniscient being saying these words. Apparently, Victoria wasn't done yet. She looked at Eluma, and the symbols in her eyes kept turning.
"Our destiny is like a piece of paper filled with words. Once interfered with, it will float and fall. There are some things I can say because I am also involved. But if it has nothing to do with me, I will reveal it. direction, then everything will come to an end.”
Victoria's words were easy to understand, but also made Eluma a little confused. She knew that Victoria wanted to tell her that if she rashly interfered or revealed Eluma's fate, everything would go to the abyss. The only person Victoria can talk to Eluma about is her own destiny.
But···
Eluma was a little confused for a moment. In her memory, Victoria had never had any interaction with her. But now that I think about it carefully, the lack of communication is a very strange behavior in itself. Because he and Magnum III have established a cooperative relationship in several restarts. With an almost strategic existence like Victoria, Magnum III cannot hide it from him, and he will not ignore her.
Then why, before this life, I had never seen her?
Eluma noticed something. She raised her head and saw a faint approval in those eyes that contained countless secret texts like a vast river. Only then did she understand that there were many things that she did not need to verify on her own, and believing in oneself was often the most powerful weapon.
"Go, Eluma."
Staring at the girl in front of her, Victoria stood up and put a piece of golden jade in Eluma's hand, "Take it with you..."
"Let it witness it all."
The bronze door slammed shut, and hustle and bustle rang in Eluma's ears. When she came to her senses, she had the jade and badge in her hands. After a brief hesitation, she placed the two items next to Zhou Li in the territory. Then she tightened her hood and continued towards the dock.
Eluma walked into the old city, which is the most primitive city in Victoria that was built a hundred years ago. Since most of the people here are from poor families, the environment in the old city can be said to be very harsh. Garbage piled up everywhere, the smell of smoke filling the sky, and beggars everywhere. These gloomy stacks make people feel sad and uncomfortable.
However, Eluma did not hold her nose and frown like a noble, walking through the old city on the carpet laid by the servant. After throwing a copper coin into a bowl in front of a little girl who was suffering from a serious illness, Eluma walked up to her, lowered her head, and asked:
"Girl, which direction is the Yuyu Waterway?"
The little girl weakly raised her head and glanced at the copper coins in the bowl, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. Then she slowly raised her bony arm, pointed in a direction and whispered: "This way...but it seems to be blocked."
"Thank you."
Eluma stood up, and a trace of black mist quietly penetrated into the body of the girl in front of her. After rejecting the dealer selling illegal drugs, Eluma lightly stepped on the stone floor, and then slowly walked into the alley not far away.
"The Black Emperor truly deserves his reputation."
In the alley, a young man wearing mithril light armor and holding a luxurious long sword looked at Eluma outside the alley, with a cold look on his handsome face, "And, it's just like what they said..."
Buzz~~~
The sound of a sharp blade being drawn out of its sheath is often very pleasant, but the murderous aura and chill that comes with it are unbearable. In an instant, six long swords engraved with intricate runes were pointed at Eluma, and swordsmen wearing light armor poured in from all directions in the alley. What they wear is the unified long sword emblem.
The Sword of the Pioneer.
"Same kindness, same stupidity."
As soon as he finished speaking, the handsome young man raised the long sword that looked like a work of art in his hand and sneered disdainfully: "You dare to go alone knowing that there are people surrounding you. I really don't know whether to call you stupid or hypocritical."
As soon as he finished speaking, the windows of the surrounding residential buildings were suddenly opened, and dozens of light crossbows engraved with flame runes and a magic heavy crossbow were aimed at Eluma. In an instant, a hail of arrows directly covered Eluma's head and headed straight for her body.
With just a slight raise of his hand, the overwhelming rain of arrows was melted into a pool of magic energy by the black air. Then, Eluma casually held the lava crossbow arrow condensed with flames and earth elements, and the black mist on her body began to gradually spread. The originally gentle lake-blue eyes began to be covered by an extreme violence.
There is another possibility.
The young man swallowed a sip of saliva. When he realized how much despairing power the seemingly harmless girl in front of him had after holding the power of the Black Emperor in her hands, he thought of another possibility. .
Not hypocrisy, not stupidity.
It's just that I don't take the "dragon net" to heart, that's all.
"fall."
Eluma's voice no longer had the gentleness of the past, but only had an aura of dominance that made people subconsciously surrender. The moment her words appeared, the crossbowmen lurking in the residential building immediately pushed open the window, jumped out of the window without hesitation, and landed straight on the ground. Looking at their teammates who suddenly jumped off the building for unknown reasons, the swordsman who originally had a proud and confident face was suddenly infected with fear. They did not realize that along with the fear, there was also black mist.
Fear spreads the authority of the Black Emperor.
"Sword of the Pathfinder, right?"
Eluma raised her eyes and looked at the young man who raised the sword in front of him and began to gather strength. A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, "I shouldn't compare you with Don Quixote."
"It's really insulting to them."
"You are insulting me!!!"
After hearing Eluma's words, the young man's face immediately turned red. He raised his sword and roared angrily, filling his body with the swordsman's brilliance, and then attacked Eluma with all his strength. At the same time, the six swordsmen showed no intention of flinching. With roars in unison, they formed a military formation and killed Eluma directly in front of them.
Six brilliant-level professionals and a half-length swordsman, they didn't think they would lose to the woman in front of them. They believe that her power may just be weird, but the Seven Swordsmen with the blessing of the gods will not be controlled by weird things.
"Repent in the glory of the Twelve Hours!"
The blade of the sword is attached with the blessing of the God of Death, and the body is filled with energy given by the God of Life. The young man's bones have been given the property of immortality by the God of War, and his soul has also gained extremely strong elemental affinity. He felt that at this moment, he was the God of War in the world, an omnipotent warrior.
The sword edge was about to touch Eluma's white neck. Just as the young man was laughing ferociously, expecting that beautiful head to become his trophy, a voice he had never expected came from behind him.
"The city that never falls!"
When the holy lines were engraved on the ground, countless tiny rays of light spread from the center of the shield, turning into a golden fortress to protect Eluma within it. When the golden blade struck the holy barrier, an extremely strong recoil directly knocked the young man several meters away. Flying sand and rocks cut his cheek, as well as his frightened look. Also knocked away at the same time were the six swordsmen.
"Mono, you are still the same..."
Crush the hand of the swordsman holding the girl, and gently lead the beggar girl to the roadside. Then, the girl wearing a knight's heavy armor, with a giant shield and a long sword slung behind her back, slowly stood up, and the sound of armor scraping against iron echoed throughout the alley. The dashing girl pushed her clean short hair behind her ears, and a displeased look appeared on her cheeks that were both heroic and gentle at the same time.
"The Law of Indifferent Knights."
"Don Quixote!!!!!"
The young man known as Mono staggered to his feet. He looked at the tall girl in front of him and shouted in anger and horror: "Why didn't you die?!"
"Because I'm strong."
Don Quixote answered the other party's question steadily, and then she raised the heavy shield in front of her casually, as if it was not a heavy shield made of mithril and black gold, but a piece of paper. She looked at the young man in front of her and said seriously: "I have never slacked off, and I have never violated the laws of chivalry."
"No way, no way, no way!!"
After using three impossibles in a row, Mono's face was filled with disbelief and collapse, "Thousands of arrows pierce the heart, thousands of arrows pierce the heart! I saw it with my own eyes, I saw it with my own eyes!"
Mono raised his head, his teeth chattering, "You, you have the blessings of the gods, just like me, you have blessings, right?! Yes, you must have the blessings of the gods, otherwise you would not have survived!"
"The gods never blessed me."
Don Quixote pulled out his long sword. The plain and uncarved blade exuded a frightening light. She calmly raised her sword as if stating a fact.
"On the contrary, I bless the gods..."
The long sword fell heavily, and the heavy-armored girl who looked a little bulky appeared behind Mono like a ghost. The giant sword and the luxurious sword instantly intertwined. Looking at Mono, who was pale and constantly supporting his body, the calm Don Quixote exerted a slight force, and the luxurious long sword broke with a sound.
"I bless the gods to know good from evil."
His right fist was swung out heavily, and with the sound of flesh colliding, Mono was directly blasted away by the huge force. The broken, luxurious long sword was instantly trampled into powder by Don Quixote. She stomped on the ground and rushed forward following Mono's body.
"Be able to see clearly the true nature of the betrayer."
Mono, who was blown away by a huge force in mid-air, was about to adjust his body when Don Quixote followed him and punched him hard on the ground. Looking at the feeble Mono embedded in the stone slab, Don Quixote looked down at the young man and said calmly: "Be able to reflect on yourself."
The dagger was swung out, and Don Quixote wiped the blood on the sword, ignoring Mono who wanted to beg for mercy but was stabbed through the heart by the sword. He turned around and walked up to Eluma. She bowed and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Guardian's Shield, Don Quixote, salutes you."
"Take me to meet him."
Eluma was not surprised at all by Don Quixote's sudden appearance. She raised her head, looked at the 1.8-meter girl in front of her, and said, "Since you are here, it should mean that he is not dead yet, right?"
"His Royal Highness the Third is right."
Don Quixote's eyes showed unabashed appreciation and admiration, "You are indeed a great man."
"Not great."
Glancing at the beggar girl timidly poking her head at the entrance of the alley, with worry written all over her face, Eluma waved her hand and said, "Just do what you have to do."
After receiving the hot tea from Don Quixote, Magnum III was wrapped in a blanket. The old man who once wore the imperial attire and the crown on his head was now wearing peasant clothes, and the original crown had turned into a felt hat. He looked at the girl in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on his old face.
"What, you're not used to my way of dressing up?"
Magnum III has always been a person who pays attention to rules. During his decades in power, he has always strictly followed Magnum's royal etiquette, and his clothes are always strict and consistent with his status. Eluma has never seen Magnum III look like this, even in the previous restarts.
"Never seen it before."
Eluma shook her head, a soft smile appeared in her eyes, "I'm very happy, I can see you healthy."
"I can only say that it's all thanks to Don Quixote."
Smiling and shaking his head, Magnum III lost the calmness and calculation of the past. At this time, he was like an ordinary old man next door, without any airs of a king. "I expected the coup, but I didn't expect it. Two moments of determination. They summoned the divine envoy named the Lava Beast and destroyed my third legion. If Don Quixote hadn't been waiting in the capital that day, I might not have been able to see you."
"It is my duty to protect the king."
Don Quixote's answer was as precise as ever. Magnum III on the side smiled helplessly, and then said to Eluma: "You have discovered their purpose, right?"
"Um."
Eluma nodded and said: "Zhou Li was hurt by them. They wanted me to hand over Zhou Li, so they planned an assassination and severely injured Zhou Li. Now I want to go to the east. Three Courts, Zhou Li’s pain can be cured there.”
"Three Oriental Courts..."
After hearing this name, Magnum III was obviously in a trance for a moment. Then he shook his head and said, "I know you want to go to the pier and take the boat, but you can't go. That place has been completely blocked."
"Eluma, Magnum has changed..."
"It's now a nest."
(End of chapter)
