Saint Xalia's eyes looked around, lingering on everyone's face one by one, and spoke softly, but the words she said made the atmosphere in the hall suddenly sink, even more than before when Ietta hesitated to express her position.
It was even more dull when he said: "In this war, how should we deal with the biggest enemy we will face - the Dark Witch Carabosse, and the construct mecha she controls?"
Ringer noticed that when she mentioned that sensitive name, there was an unnatural pause in her tone, and Olvera's body trembled slightly, as if she had returned to a nightmare long ago -
—Although she had not had a dream for a long time before Bai Ye landed on Cloud Whale Sky Island.
To be honest, they were no strangers to this dark witch. They had faced her power in the final level of Bayman Castle. However, what was waiting in the castle at that time was not the dark witch's true form, but the cursed one.
It's just a by-product derived from power, just like... the relationship between Bai Ye and Gloria.
However, even if it is just a by-product of the curse, she still possesses certain characteristics of the original owner, and can even be said to be a replica of the personality. Therefore, the image of the guardian is slender yet strong, sensitive yet calm, and while abiding by her duties,
She also felt sympathy and expectation for Princess Bemang who was trapped in a dark cage. She even tried to intercede with her own protagonist. Although she failed in the end, it was enough to impress everyone. The most vivid example is,
Princess Beimang shed tears when she ended the guardian's life with her own hands.
Perhaps some of those tears were for the years when I was trapped in the old castle and the darkness passed by, some were for the shadows of my parents, relatives and hometown that I saw in those never-ending memories, and some were for that person.
Reunion after a long separation was a respectable elder who said goodbye again...but there would always be a tear belonging to her, right? At that time, watching Olvera trembling and shedding tears, this thought suddenly emerged in the young man's mind.
And that image is indeed consistent with what everyone saw in the archives, the shadow of the dark kingship long ago. It would be better to say that she inadvertently split her own image, and half of it belonged to the guardian in the castle.
The other half belongs to the association of dark witches. They are one, but they are also separate.
So, in contrast, what kind of image does the Dark Witch look like now?
Saint Xalia may not want to touch on this topic, because the calm but gentle Dark King in the archives is the sister she always cares about and cannot forget, but she has been lost in the world a long time ago.
; Olvera instinctively resisted this topic, so much so that on the night she stayed at the Evangelical College, she angrily denied the sister relationship between the two parties. Perhaps it was because in these two separated images, she only
One of them can be accepted, but that person has already died in the collapsed castle, or died by her sword.
Destiny makes all sad things happen again and again, and it also maliciously plays with the emotions flowing in the blood. It is the source that cannot be traced, or the memory of reincarnation in the past life. As for today, how can they understand the image of the Dark Witch that they have never understood?
It can only be learned from an outsider's mouth.
Cold, indifferent, not bound by emotions, or in other words, not able to express her emotions easily. She is high above, overlooking everything, and brings the cruel truth, but does not care about the consequences of such a truth; she will bring the dark night to life.
When the candlelight goes out, the hope in people's hearts dims, making everything as deep as eternal night and as peaceful as death. This long, complicated, and full of personal description comes from Sister Livia.
She once had a brief encounter with the dark witch Carabosse in the underground ruins of Lunweiting City. Then, Gabrielvia, the Holy Son of the True Spirit Sect, was completely defeated in that battle. Not only physically
Yes, but also spiritually. To this day, the nun still has lingering fears when mentioning that battle.
"She is not such an easy enemy to deal with."
Livia's lips were a little pale, and there was a solemn color in her eyes: "The power of Saint Gabriel is so insignificant in front of her, I feel that her darkness can even cover the entire land of Renkwell -
—or let the sun lose its light.”
This is undoubtedly a very exaggerated description, but no one thinks that she is exaggerating. If she were not so powerful, she would not be able to become the flag of the Witch Association in the universe and lead a huge fleet to crusade against those terrifying extraterrestrial beasts.
——If you add the unknown code-named mecha, the evaluation of her combat power may be improved to a higher level.
At least it's stronger than the Dread Witch Feir, who also drives a mecha, right?
However, it is not entirely true to say that there is not even one person who can compete with the dark witch Carabosse on Cloud Whale Sky Island.
There are at least two candidates.
"..."
Xino looked around, seeing everyone's thinking and hesitation in her eyes, she opened her mouth: "In that case, it's up to me -"
"Let me deal with that guy!" Someone slapped the table and directly interrupted the girl knight's words. She put her two hands on the table and leaned forward at an exaggerated degree, with a bright and energetic expression.
Her eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, as if to convey her firmness and confidence to them. Especially when her eyes fell on Lin Ge, this attitude became more obvious, so that she exuded a
Undoubted momentum: "My genius player Alice will personally take action, no matter whether she is the dark witch or the saint of light, she is no match for me!"
"After I have finished speaking, who agrees? Who opposes?"
Her domineering rhetorical question seemed to really frighten everyone, so much so that everyone just looked at her blankly, unable to even utter a word. After a long while, Xino frowned after being interrupted by her.
Raising a pair of slender sword-like eyebrows, she expressed her objection tactfully: "Don't be too trusting, Alice. Although I have never dealt with the dark witch, it is said that she is the second largest witch in the witch association.
The strength of Tiantis's characters should not be underestimated. Coupled with the unknown code-named mecha... I'm afraid you are not able to catch it on your own, right?"
"No, no, no, you are completely over-worrying, Xino."
Alice shook her head repeatedly, then took off her game console and cassette from her belt, and showed it to everyone like a treasure: "She has a construction mecha, don't I have my own super robot? My creation mecha -
-Ahem, the specific code name cannot be disclosed for the time being, and it needs to be kept somewhat mysterious - but in short, it is based on countless outstanding seniors as models, my astonishing wisdom as the skeleton, and the creations of Rorona and Ringer.
Power is made of flesh and blood, and it is the product of countless efforts! Could it be inferior to the Witch Association's Saint-creating mecha?"
She put down the game console and the cassette, her eyes fixed on the girl knight, and said word by word: "Believe me, Xino. Although you may not have seen my level of playing games, I am a genius player——
A genius player at the level of the universe, no enemy of any kind is my opponent. As for you, you are our secret weapon. Shouldn’t the secret weapon be reserved for the most critical moments? So there is no need for you to take action yet. I
Then I can bring victory back to you and everyone!"
She pretended to have a relaxed tone, seemingly to convince everyone and give Xino some confidence. However, instead of letting go, the knight of the Goldstaff family narrowed his eyes slightly, and the wine-red in his pupils seemed to be diluted by the light.
Likewise, with a stern and serious sheen, her tone unknowingly became tougher: "Although your game console and cartridges do have their magic, they are still essentially your kingship, Alice.
.You can’t even treat your own strength correctly, but you have to go to the battlefield alone and face an enemy that can kill us all, and you keep reassuring me? This attitude of treating war as a game,
This is not the way a warrior should think, so how can you reassure me? Do you really know what this battle means? Or, in other words, do you know what will happen to your companions behind you once you lose?"
"Won't fail!"
Alice looked at her without hesitation and said categorically: "I will never fail. As you said, although this power is my royal power, it is still in the form of a game. As long as it is a game, I feel
I can’t lose, because I am Alice, a genius player—and a genius player Alice at the level of the universe!”
No one knows when she got the prefix "Universe Level", and she is still keen to talk about it, as if it is some extraordinary title, but it is undoubtedly related to someone. Because the genius player Alice's
The change in mentality started after a conversation between that person and her, so they unanimously set their sights in the same direction.
"Linger," Xino looked at this young man seriously. This young man brought her here from the distant fields of Grindelwald. She once thought that he could understand her, just like she later understood her parents and also understood her.
That was her grandfather's choice. Now, she wanted to get an answer from him: "Do you think so too?"
The young man subconsciously pursed his dry lips. He was no stranger to this feeling of being watched by everyone. When he was standing on the altar of Tianxin Church a long time ago, the eyes of everyone in the audience were so anxious and compelling.
.They are all trying to survive, and the bread and milk they receive from young people are far more important than those empty doctrines; and today’s gaze is for faith. They all have their own reasons for fighting, and they firmly believe in their own reasons.
It must be more correct - but in war, does correctness necessarily mean that there will be no failure?
Xino said, although it is a game, it is still your kingship in essence.
Alice said that although it was royal power, it was still essentially a game.
The order is important, because once the causal relationship is reversed, your thoughts, wishes and destiny will also change. But what can you decide? Among ninety-nine percent and one hundred percent, which outcome will you choose?
Ringer is a rationalist, so he chooses the former.
"Let her give it a try." The young man lowered his eyelids gently, avoiding everyone's gaze. If he didn't listen carefully, it would be impossible to hear his voice: "Alice has been preparing for this battle for a long time. We can
…Believe her.”
Just like believing that a story from long ago will not repeat itself because it has been seen once before, so it can be avoided.
Upon hearing this answer, Alice had no reaction. Xino's pupils had shrunk slightly. After the initial shock and confusion dissipated, what came to her mind was a kind of distrustful anger and unspeakable grievance. She forced
She did not look at the faces of Ringer and the others, but turned her head, intending to continue arguing with Alice. No matter what others thought, she would never allow Alice to embark on the battlefield with such a game-like mentality.
Not only will you hurt yourself, but you will also hurt everyone.
But she was stunned when she turned back, because Alice was looking at her with a look she had never seen before. What kind of emotion was that? Expectation, pleading, humility, and even a little faint determination.
Sadness, as if speaking with those eyes, she said to herself: "Just let me give it a try, Xino."
"I will do my best to defeat the enemy, no matter how powerful she is."
"Then, bring victory back to everyone."
The girl knight fell silent for a moment.
She really wanted to say that this was not something that could be tried casually. She wanted to say that strength and weakness could be reversed without making up her mind. She even wanted to say angrily that I am not standing here to argue with you about right or wrong, but to argue with you about right and wrong.
Because there is a reason to fight - just like the pioneer Baron Vince, the white knight Hibberton, the bigot Leonard and the glorious ancestors of the Goldstaff family throughout the generations.
But good tutoring, excellent self-cultivation and an emotion that she couldn't explain prevented the girl from being impulsive. She gradually calmed down, and then felt an indescribable loss and melancholy. The girl took a deep breath.
He took a breath and breathed it out gently. In this way, he calmed his restless heart. When he spoke again, his voice was so calm, as if the conflict just now had never happened: "That's it now, please let me look forward to it."
Well done to you, Alice."
"I'm not feeling well. I'm afraid I need to take a short break."
"Please don't mind if you leave early."
After saying that, she bowed and turned around and walked out of the hall without waiting for anyone to react. She clearly said she wanted to rest, but that direction did not lead to her room. Instead, the sound of footsteps gradually moved toward the door, spreading farther and farther.
Alice stood there blankly, holding her game console and cassette in her hands, at a loss.
Others also looked at each other at this sudden turn of events, but Saint Xalia reacted quickly and cast a questioning look at Linge. The young man sighed helplessly and said to her: "You continue.
Let’s discuss it with everyone.”
"I'm going to find Xino."
"By the way, let's chat with her for a few words."