Troll ruins, eternal staircase, ancient blood god... If Commodus is searching for something here, it is probably hidden there.
Griffith took one last look at the ancient city under the setting sun. Just when he was about to leave the tree canopy, layers of mist rose up and enveloped him. In this increasingly dense fog, the ancient ruins, the ancient creation that made all human beings feel insignificant, seemed to be staring at him.
In the strong wind, there is a strange flute sound, and there is something blasphemous hidden in this secret lost and forbidden place.
There will be a series of bloody battles next...
Griffith felt a little depressed and returned to the ground to discuss with Erza.
There he found a bonfire lit in a clearing.
A light fragrance spreads in the air.
Erza was wrapped in a long red cloak, and her long red hair fell on her smooth shoulders. She caught a few fat fish from somewhere, strung them with branches and put them on the fire. Under the searing flames, the fish skin wrinkled and cracked, revealing the snow-white meat. The fat dripped down and fell into the flames, making a popping sound from time to time.
"Ta-ta~" Erza waved to him, "Look! Even in this place where there is nothing, I can also conjure dinner!"
The fragrance of fat overflows, and the dark and sinister forest actually becomes warm in the fragrant aroma.
Griffith's heavy heart suddenly improved.
When I feel good, my hunger rises. Griffith was not polite, took the grilled fish and ate it.
I don’t know what species the fish here is, but its scales are as hard as armor. However, the fish meat after being scaled is extremely delicate, and the browned fish skin is charred and crispy, giving you an endless aftertaste.
"That's great!" Griffith couldn't stop eating and praised with a bulging mouth. "When you're not fighting or bullying others, Erza, you can be a good, gentle and considerate wife~"
"Hey~ Why do you think of a wife first?" Erza raised her hand and lightly hit Griffith on the head. "So you have to go against Commodus so that he can take advantage of his wife." Did the princess grab it? What a heroic ambition!"
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Griffith muttered while eating. When he stopped, he found that only one of the grilled fish had been eaten.
Erza sat aside, not eating yet, looking at him with a smile.
"This...I'm going to catch some more right away," Griffith scratched his head awkwardly, "I'm going now."
"It doesn't matter, these are the only fish nearby, and I've caught them all," Erza waved her hand nonchalantly, "And I can eat this."
She stood up and walked lightly to a big tree.
Griffith looked there and saw no fish, no mushrooms, berries or anything like that. He was about to ask curiously when he saw Miss Huntress tightening her cloak and raising her foot to sweep against the tree trunk.
"Bang——!"
A tree trunk as thick as a person exploded, and everything fell all over the ground. Griffith jumped up in shock and hurriedly shook off the debris and soil all over his body.
"Investigators, they all come and go in the wind and rain. It is common to have insufficient food in the wild. We must learn to use local materials."
Erza found a banana leaf, rummaged through the remaining half of the wood, and brought it to Griffith.
I saw red, green, yellow, white, black, all kinds of insects, large and small, squirming on the green banana leaves. Erza picked up a big white fat insect with her long fingers and took a big bite.
"Bah!"
The juice splashed everywhere. Erza wiped her mouth and nodded: "Yeah, it tastes like a small egg roll. Let's try this again."
She caught another black beetle, threw it into her mouth like fried beans, squeaked and ate it, and then frowned her thin eyebrows.
"This doesn't taste good."
This definitely doesn’t taste good——! Griffith couldn't stand it anymore: "I'll go pick some mushrooms."
"No, no, no~" Erza picked up a long earthworm-like worm with a branch, rolled it up and put it into her mouth like eating noodles.
Griffith looked at the long black worm that was longer than his arm and was constantly curling and twisting. It was still squirming up and down when the officer's sister put it into his mouth, and he took a small step back in shock:
“Are you sure this thing is edible!”
"Of course, although I haven't eaten it, it looks like noodles and tastes like noodles dipped in sesame sauce... ugh - "
…
"When I get back, I want to have a good meal."
Erza looked around, as if she sensed something ominous watching her. Her expression remained calm, but the back of her slightly trembling hands was soaked in fine sweat, dripping down her wrists.
The uneasy omen of Ruo Ruoli is haunting her.
"I hope you can hand over your authority to me," Griffith said, "for the next battle..."
"No problem." Erza didn't hesitate at all.
She stood up and sat down next to Griffith.
"You are so serious~"
Erza raised her head, almost leaning on Griffith's shoulder, "Just use these powers, and I will help you rescue the elf lady and break this false world.
"In return, I only want a hot bath and a comfortable big bed, well, that's enough~"
Griffith turned his head and met the eyes a few centimeters away:
"Prepare a lot of rose petals in the bathtub, light a big white candle next to it, and use rose scented oil for incense."
"Yo~" Erza smiled yearningly.
"Then, on the right side of the bathtub, place a crystal glass on a low stool with Romanee-Conti 1172 vintage wine in it. Add an ice cube to make the summer night taste more delicate. Your minion, that is, is below , will stand at the door of the camp with the remaining bottle, waiting for orders."
Erza held Griffith's arm with a smile, and her delicate red lips whispered orchid fragrance beside her earlobe: "It's great~
"what's next?"
"What's next?" Griffith also turned his head and breathed a hot breath on Erza's earlobe, "What's next is...
"The next step is my knowledge blind spot."
"Hahaha!" The cheerful and clear laughter filled the night, Erza patted Griffith's arm, "Are you thinking wrongly? Be careful, you are too close to be beaten by me and Galadia. Death is only one step away!"
Griffith shrugged: "Then you will have a lot less fun."
"We? You are very brave~ We have the ingredients for the risotto," Erza nodded, "Thank you, I feel much better after talking to you."
An easy smile banishes worry and exhaustion. Erza sat for a while and said calmly:
"Every god's hand is a spare vessel,
“The closer you get to God, the closer you get to madness.”
She looked at Griffith and found that the slow knight still made no movement.
"Low inspiration is also a good thing~" Erza smiled softly.
"I will protect you." After eating the grilled fish, Griffith naturally had to do something. Now that he had strength and rested, he was very confident about the current situation, "I have deployed the undead creatures." adjutant.
"They are controlled by my bone ring, which allows me to wield Death Knight-level powers.
"When Commodus fights with Beyelan's pursuers, the adjutant will form a new army for me.
"We will avoid them carefully and investigate the secrets in the troll ruins at the same time. If there is a chance, we will fight them. If the situation is unfavorable, we will avoid it and join Roland."
I have the support of Erza, Amber, Alandel, and Princess Mirantis, and the army being formed. Well, there is nothing to be afraid of...
"You know nothing, little minion~" Erza stretched out her slender fingers and tapped Griffith's forehead, "You know nothing."
"Do you still remember the ruins of Anok city-state that we visited before, that majestic and ferocious black jagged peak in the darkness?"
"I remember that the lost ruins were more desolate than any place I had ever been; that mountain was surrounded by mist and ominous flute sounds." Griffith remembered clearly. In the second phase of the Rite of the Chosen, the Chosen gathered at the ruins of Anok to explore there.
The endless rolling clouds and mist rolled around the strange black peaks, outlining scenes of vague patterns beyond common sense in the mountains. The inspiration behind it must easily be able to complete the truth behind it.
It was there that Galadia seemed to notice something, and her mind was traumatized. Erza saw it too.
Some kind of being came into contact with them.
"That's not a mountain, Griffith," Erza whispered, as if alerting someone to hear, "That's not a mountain..."
Not a mountain? what is that……
Griffith muttered, his instincts trying to prevent him from recalling, but a few obscure words emerged from the depths of his memory, echoing in the depths of the jungle, and echoing in the distant gloomy ruins——
"Te——ke——li——li"
Obviously, the excessive inspiration made Galadia and Erza aware of some kind of secret that should not be discovered. At that moment, their wills were overwhelmed and invaded by the crazy truth.
Could it be...
Griffith felt a chill. Before that, he had never thought much about it, only thinking that it was a natural wonder wrapped in mystery. However, there seemed to be mocking laughter and friction in the rolling mountains, as if staring at the food and eagerly chewing it, and the overly large size caused a chill to rise in the depths of the soul.
"Don't think about it." Erza sat side by side with him, turned sideways, stretched out her hand and gently rubbed Griffith's cheek. A strange, itchy feeling interrupted the knight's thinking, and made him Pulled back from the distant scene.
"Look at me, don't think about it," the officer's sister, who exuded a mature aura, held his face. The distance between the two was beyond the limit, and the heavy fullness pressed against his arm.
Griffith hurriedly wanted to change his mind and change the topic.
"I'm going to be promoted to Sequence 5."
"What rituals and conditions are needed?" Erza asked. "This is very important. How can I help you?"
Griffith gestured with his right hand: "A victory."
"Kill Commodus, um," Erza took it without missing a second, "Then what?"
"Defeat a Sequence Five."
"Simple, it's still Commodus," Erza rubbed the ends of her hair and chuckled, "Or me. There should be a third request, what is it?"
This, this is a bit... Griffith's eyes averted, his throat squirmed, and he stammered: "You don't need to know."
"Tell me quickly!" Erza pinched Griffith's face and twisted it slightly, "When is it? Don't hide it from me! Whatever I can do, I'll give it to you!"
Then I have said it... Griffith turned sideways and looked seriously into Erza's eyes. Huntress also raised her head and looked at him seriously.
"Conquer, one, Sequence Five, body and mind..."
"Conquer, huh? Physical and mental..." Erza's bright eyes flashed, and she slowly turned her gaze to one side, not looking at him.
Both of them were silent for a while.
Griffith's hands had nowhere to rest, and his heartbeat was accelerating on his arms, beating faster and faster.
So embarrassing.
Erza was his commander, his best friend, and his mature sister who was a few years older. In private, she often teased Griffith and made jokes, but she never pushed the boundaries of friendship.
Griffith's heart also beat wildly.
"Erza treats me as a friend, and I actually... I have never thought about it... Oh no, I think about it occasionally..."
The heartbeat is almost resonant.
Griffith retracted his left arm, preventing Erza from leaning on it. However, the two of them were sitting side by side, very close to each other, and he could only put his arm around her waist. Through the only cloak, the palms were suddenly filled with undulating and tight curves. The mature breath tickled the tip of his nose, and the gap on the edge of the cloak was exposed, and the smooth skin was heating up.
My mouth suddenly felt dry, and I didn't know who lit a fire there.
Griffith took a deep breath and felt like he was flying. The skin exposed between the gaps is as smooth and delicate as jade. It is within reach of your fingers. If you stretch out your hand, you can...
He simply couldn't control himself, and couldn't help but squeeze hard with his rough big hands.
"ah--"
Erza let out a soft cry that she tried to suppress, and her whole body tensed up.
"What are you doing~" She quickly nudged Griffith, trying to break free from the fiery arms.
As Linglong's body struggled, Griffith felt a fire suddenly rise in his chest, and he lowered his head and kissed her.
Her red lips were soft, and her hands were weakly resisting on her chest. Griffith felt that the resistance was very light, but when he thought that the person he was forcibly kissing was a Sequence Five transcendent, he immediately remembered his own experience of being beaten - he was fully armed and had no hands left, but was beaten on the ground by Erza. .
Ah, this, what did I do! He's going to be beaten by her!
The thought was scary and humiliating. Griffith couldn't help but want to regain his place and defend his dignity. He hurriedly opened his hands and hugged Erza hard to prevent her from breaking away. He kissed her deeper and was prepared to be beaten back.
"Woo——"
Erza didn't break free, she just panted violently.
Erza's body softened, and her hands were not resisting, but were just holding her broad shoulders obediently, letting out bursts of indescribable low-pitched lamentations.
"Let me go, let go..." Erza hummed, but at such a close distance, she was completely overwhelmed by the strong strength of her wrists. She felt that her whole body was going limp, and she wanted to be immersed as if she was sinking into water. Indulge yourself and do whatever you want
Eh? !
Griffith, who was immersed in it, suddenly found that the mature elder sister was shaking violently, her beautiful eyes were as blurry as silk, and she collapsed in his arms with a soft hum.
(End of chapter)
