"Haha, despicable, rotten and filthy fallen spirit! The witch who blasphemed death, I can smell the stench of black witchcraft from ten thousand meters away!"
When the sheep spirit was silent, the wolf spirit showed no signs of weakness and cursed the witch in front of him who had brought a huge workload to him, without giving him any face.
"Where did the little wolf cub come from?"
LeBlanc narrowed her eyes and looked at Lester, who was somewhat embarrassed. Her eyes were sharp and cold, but there was no trace of the tenderness in the past.
"So, you brought these two half-dead beasts to my place just to let them provoke me? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Lester had never felt that being a peacemaker would be so stressful.
The person who had a small dispute was none other than Qian Jue, who had been the 'god of death' for thousands of years, and the other was the pale witch LeBlanc who had been plotting for thousands of years. No one present was a human spirit. If you want to mediate, you really have to find another way.
Just fine.
Lester suddenly looked at Wolf Spirit.
Before that, get rid of the people who talk nonsense, otherwise things will only become more and more complicated.
"Wolf Spirit, you go out first."
Taking a deep breath, Lester regained his composure, like a veteran general who had been on the battlefield for a long time, with a formidable momentum.
"Ouch! Why do you want me to go out?"
The wolf's eyes widened in dissatisfaction. Before the wolf could say anything, the sheep spirit held down the wolf's head.
"Go ahead, Wolf. After all, we hunted the mage first. Now that we have something to ask for, we should apologize and give us some time."
"But, but..."
"Be obedient and go ahead."
I always felt like I was an outsider again. The wolf spirit left sadly and indignantly, the sheep spirit bowed its head in silence, and LeBlanc sneered to herself.
Before Lester spoke, Yang Ling spoke first.
"Lester, please let me say a few words to the owner of the Black Rose,
Pale Witch, it is inevitable that she has been offended before,
I don't expect you to put aside your past grudges. I just hope you know that hunting mages is the duty of the God of Death. Even without us, frog spirits, pig spirits, and eagle spirits will still take action against secular mages.
In addition, we will do this because the one you fear has been competing with us for souls. If we cannot act in advance, the power of the underworld army will only become more and more uncontrollable.
We have a common enemy, and this time the wolf and I came to Lester for another reason."
Her face looked better than before, and Leblanc looked a little more serious.
"So, you two have betrayed the Mother of Masks? Even you mask spirits can't deal with that person?"
Yang Ling nodded helplessly.
"His power is far more unfathomable than before. Ordinary methods can no longer control his power. All we can do is delay his control of the underworld.
I have been wandering in the two worlds for thousands of years, but only Lester allowed me to see some possibilities, so the wolf and I decided to come to Lester."
What he said was sincere, and LeBlanc couldn't keep showing off.
In fact, after the death of Mordekaiser's body, his return to the material realm in the form of an undead with the help of the Lich is not a true 'resurrection'. The dead control the Ouchen language and the living control the Ouchen language are completely different.
concept,
Now, Mordekaiser has completed the interpretation of 'death' with a body condensed by black magic. Once Mordekaiser obtains the incomplete remains, Mordekaiser can directly interfere in the material realm through the Ouchen language, with disastrous consequences.
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Of course, it is not easy for Mordekaiser to be resurrected after being torn apart. The first thing to do is to collect the scattered remains.
She could still take care of the missing limbs and the black iron plate armor that was suppressed in the deep well of the soul, but Mordekaiser's skull was not under her control at all. As early as a thousand years ago, Mordekaiser's skull was destroyed by Blessed Light Island.
The wise man was sealed in a secret vault.
Over the years, she has sent talented people and strangers more than once to explore the corrupted Shadow Island. Unfortunately, all explorations have yielded nothing.
Either the adventurer she arranged became a permanent "missing person" as soon as he landed on the island, or the ship she arranged ran aground and sank without being able to reach Shadow Island, and even the only sea access to the island in the past few hundred years has changed.
It became dangerous and she had to give up her original plan temporarily.
However, it would be a different matter if Qian Jue came to join him. If nothing else, it should be more than enough to explore the Shadow Island with the strength of the Masked Spirit.
"You are right. We have a common enemy. I am willing to put aside our grudges and cooperate with you, but this is just for Lester's sake."
"grateful."
LeBlanc's beautiful eyes turned and stared at Lester who was listening quietly.
"Tell me, how do you want me to help them?"
Lester smiled slightly.
"Create two bodies that can perfectly carry souls. After all, apart from Helena and you, I can't find a high-level flesh and blood mage."
"Young man, after all these years, do you still remember that witch Helena?"
Not sure if she thought of something, LeBlanc suddenly changed the topic.
"It takes me a lot of time to make the body. The biggest problem is soul fusion. I can't guarantee that the soul of the mask spirit can perfectly adapt to the body I created."
"You don't have to worry about this. After you finish creating the body, I will take them to Omikayalan to complete the fusion of soul and body with the help of the sacred tree."
"Omikayalan...Humph, it seems that your network of relationships is more complicated than I thought. You don't have a group of women in Vastaya's territory, right?"
Seeing LeBlanc start teasing himself and laughing, Lester couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they didn't fight, it wouldn't be a big problem. LeBlanc and Sheep Spirit would always have a chance to gain friendship by fighting side by side.
"Haha... In fact, apart from this matter, I also want to entrust you to help sort out the information about the underworld army. Xiaoyang has been a masked spirit for so many years and has collected a lot of information about the underworld. I have been a little busy recently and I have to find someone else.
I’m not too reassured. After much deliberation, I still have to rely on your help. If you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be in danger."
"Humph, now you know who is most important to you?"
"Does that need to be said? Of course you are the most important."
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On the Black Iron River, a steam-powered gunboat belonging to the Emerald Territory was sailing westward at full power.
The espionage work in the Immortal Fortress has ended. Camille, who took the time to return to Piltover, spent half a month with her family before returning to the Immortal Fortress.
Camille doesn't have much time. The Empire's preparations for war against Ionia have been put on the agenda. She is preparing to complete special training before the Empire's cross-sea expedition and join the magnificent war as the Blade of Night.
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Camille, who was ready for further studies, gave her subordinates a long vacation, but there was one person who insisted on following her to Fidelite. This person was none other than Shirley, whom she rescued in St. Zachary Orphanage.
you.
Regarding Sheryl, Camille's evaluation is that she is "innocent, decisive, resourceful, and willing to sacrifice." She can be said to be a rare talent who played a very important role in the secret operation of the Immortal Fortress.
Even if Sheryl has no personal fighting ability, this woman who is willing to betray her beauty is also suitable for working in the espionage department. However, Camille originally planned to place Sheryl in the intelligence department after Sheryl severed the relationship with Lienore.
Sheryl refused to handle paperwork, but she stubbornly refused to join the Emerald Territory's army, even the most ordinary cold weapon army.
For Camille herself, it is much easier to recommend a woman to the intelligence department through the back door than to go through normal channels to let a weak woman who looks like cannon fodder join the army. What's more, the welfare benefits of the intelligence department are not the same.
Ordinary soldiers can compare.
It can be said that Sheryl's choice not only cut off the path that was most suitable for her, but also brought extra trouble to Camille, which can be said to be harmful to others but not beneficial to herself.
"You'd better think again. Before the ship arrives at Fidelite, you have a chance to change your mind. There are so many military orders. Once I tell you what you think, you really can't change it.
I think you know better than me. If a beautiful woman like you joins the army of another country, her belly will become pregnant in less than three days, and she cannot even protect herself. How can she gain merit with the sword in her hand?"
Leaning against the side of the ship, Camille, dressed in a new imperial military uniform, squinted her eyes and stared at the end of the blue sky. Her short black hair was blowing in the wind, and her whole person exuded an inaccessible and attractive aura.
In this case, another beautiful woman with long black hair and bangs approached Camille from behind and stood beside Camille with a calm expression.
"Perhaps I was a little hesitant before, but now I understand that whether one is dirty or not does not depend on whether the body is clean or not, it only depends on each person's true intention.
Just like what Lieno said at the beginning, selling one's body is the simplest thing for a woman, but it is also the most undignified and despicable thing to do.
I know that human beings' greed for lust is enough to make women use their bodies as weapons. In order to survive, in order to survive, I can use my body to please others, as long as I can see the blue sky of tomorrow.
This is also true. With the help of my body, I obtained important information in St. Zachary that is enough to convince you. I want to know, if I did not say the title Beerbohm when I met you, would you still remember it?
If you become interested in me, will you still choose to take risks to save me?"
The thin body exuded a sickly paleness, and was obviously made of glass as fragile as a porcelain doll, but Camille saw an unshakable flame in those almond-shaped eyes.
"Of course not. You have shown your worth, so I have the possibility to choose you. There are so many people in St. Zachary, but I only took you away. I don't need waste."
"Where's Lieno?"
Turning her head to look at the blue sky again, Camille said calmly.
"She is considered your by-product and does not count."
Hearing this, Sheryl smiled happily, her white skirt swaying gently, like a dandelion blooming in the wind.
"After I came out of St. Zachary, I thought not only one night, if I had not sold my body before you arrived, could I have walked out of St. Zachary as cleanly as Lieno?
Just like what you have arranged for me now, to find a congenial man to spend the rest of my life in a comfortable department. I have thought about it more than once and regretted that I was too eager to spoil myself and ruined the only thing I could get.
But the truth is so cruel, if I had not made that choice, you would not have chosen me at all, and Lieno and I could only die in St. Zachary."
Without interrupting, Camille listened quietly to Sheryl's weak voice.
"Such regret once became a nightmare tormenting me, until I saw the change in Lieno,
As if she wanted to vent all her dissatisfaction and restlessness, she started hanging out in the taverns and hotels of the Immortal Fortress. She obviously valued her body more than me, and she even wanted to escape from Saint Zachary at the risk of being beaten.
, after she left the devil's cave, she regarded self-indulgence as a part of her life,
I asked her, is it you who are despicable now, or is it me who was willing to degenerate in the past?
She said that all her actions were her own, that she was her own master, and she was happy about it, but that I did not do what I wanted...
Then I understood that she and I had become people in two different worlds and there was no way we could go on together.
I made up my mind that after I complete the mission, I will never sell my body again in this life. I used to sell my dignity in order to survive. Now I have the opportunity to gain power. Even if I die, I will never sell it.
give up,
Maybe my choice seems stupid to you, but to me, it is a goal worth pursuing with all my heart.
Camille, my family has gone to another world, Lienore has gone her own way,
In this world, the only meaning of my life is to follow you. You saved me, and my life is yours.
I want to fight side by side with you, I want to stand with you, and whether I succeed or not, I will work hard for it."
Turning her head, Camille responded to Sheryl's gaze, which changed from serious and scrutinizing sharpness to softness.
"You idiot, you say your life belongs to me, but you don't know that my life also belongs to another person.
My soul has long been bound to the land under my feet. Once I embark on this road, I will either go to the dark side and head to the end of the world, or I will die on the way and become an unknown tombstone."
Cheryl smiled.
"If I can't keep up with you, I'll be satisfied if you can put a few bouquets of flowers in front of my tombstone after I die."
Camille smiled faintly and pulled out the one-handed sword of blue steel shadow magic crystal.
"It's a beautiful thought. As my follower, you must be the best. Without my order, you can just breathe for me...
There is still a long way to go before we reach Fidelite. Since we have chosen the most dangerous path, just practice sword practice with me these days. Everyone needs a new beginning. Sherrill, your life will start from now on.
