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Chapter 586: Losers Eat Dust (V) - If you see my past self, tell her

Griffith's spiritual energy was recovering, and his near-fatal injuries were also healed under the protection of the contract. With every passing second, his strength would increase by one point.

However, Salorian and the shadows did not chase across the sea. The dark night was filled with only the black sea and rolling waves.

"Your enemies haven't caught up with you yet~" the Countess asked, "They're not in good shape either. Do they need to rest?"

"No, the enemy is Salorian, who defeated Tyberion and became the dictator. The current Fiona and Lana are copies of me and Erza on June 1445, 6. They have the combat power of a demigod and two extraordinary people. I was drawn into a field where Salorian can go back in time and space. Every time I am killed by him, I will go back a period of time. Those who are touched by his ability will be copied into a shadow with almost no difference in appearance and ability from the original body."

"what?"

The situation was critical, so Griffith tried to keep his message brief. Sonya was so smart, so he let her think about it.

The Countess stared at the knight one year later for a few seconds.

"How interesting~ Well, I mean it's so complicated!" The Countess took the knight's hand and walked away from the beach towards the Sans Souci Palace. "Come with me, and I will explain the situation in detail."

Most of Griffith's equipment and armor were lost in the sea. This was not a big deal, as he could not defeat a demigod and two high-ranking transcendental shadows. If he was killed and entered the next replay, his equipment and Erza would return.

The question is, how can we resist Salorian and his copied shadows after going back again? Every destruction in "The Loser Eats Dust" will go back to a certain end. Griffith is weakened, and the enemy is constantly strengthened. Once the end is reached, everything will be over...

As they walked through the gardens and into the palace, Griffith told Sonya his experience and his own views on the incident.

The Countess listened very attentively, grasping the clues in the fragments of speech and piecing together the puzzle of the whole picture.

"In that case, it is understandable that they did not attack immediately -

"If Griffith's time and space, June 1445, 6 and here are both real time and space. In this Worship Palace where the elders gather, no matter how powerful Salorian is, he will not act rashly in front of all the demigods and extraordinary people.

"His attack will come, but it will be in a covert way."

Sonya came to a door, knocked twice and pushed it open.

This was a large suite, which looked very familiar to Griffith. He soon discovered that it was the suite of Count Larmore's family in the Sans Souci Palace.

Griffith was at an absolute disadvantage, and had no power to fight back against the overwhelming strength and domain of Salorian. If he wanted to hold on, he had to seek reliable help.

The Count and Countess Larmore are undoubtedly the most reliable at the moment.

However, the Count and Countess were not here.

Sonya didn't waste a second. She quickly opened the drawer, took out her magic wand and spell materials, and left.

"Go to your room." Sonya quickly came to the room of the apprentice knights, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door a few times. "Good evening, everyone. Sorry to bother you."

There was still no one in the room.

"At this time, I was sleeping on duty in this time and space. This is certain. While on duty, I met the king..."

Griffith immediately understood the Countess' intention. They came to Griffith's room in June 1444. The bed was still slightly warm, and there were signs that someone had rested there. Griffith, who was supposed to be there, had disappeared.

"It seems that there won't be two identical people in the same space and time!" Sonya said, "At this time, you are the only Griffith."

"I have also been here in this time and space," Griffith sniffed the bed, "I can smell my own scent, and the residual body temperature also shows that I left not long ago."

The countess covered her mouth and laughed: "Perhaps, the moment you met, you in this time and space disappeared.

"I have heard of the following laws of space and time:

“‘The same thing from different worlds cannot appear at the same time’”

Ok……

Sonya kept talking to him, looking for clues, and asking him about the world a year later. She was very excited.

"Did Roland sell the steam engine you mentioned to the whole world?"

"The army is switching to artillery? Sure enough, our discussion this afternoon was correct!"

"Eh? Isn't the Southern Territory on the prince's side..."

"The Weifu coupons my father bought have stopped being redeemed!? I knew those big businessmen had some ideas..."

Griffith was anxious and confused. The rules of time and space were too obscure for him, who was not well versed in mysticism. The logical paradoxes and conjectures alone were enough to make his head burst.

The domain of Salorian created a mysterious plane, the rules of which were completely unfamiliar to Griffith, who could only guess and explore. Salorian's attack could come at any time, and time was not on Griffith's side.

Choice 1: Ask for help from the adults in the Worry-Free Palace? How can I make them believe me? Besides, Salorian may have already planted a shadow among them. Choice 2: How about organizing a counterattack? Galadiya at this time is completely reliable, even the elven archon is here. Okay, then ask for help from Canaan! Wait, it will take time for the high-level elves to arrive here, and they will definitely be blocked by the uninformed Bayerlan Senate. The problem is back to the first choice.

Are there any other plans? Roland, damn it, how do I know where he and the general's wife are... The Count and Countess of Lamore, maybe it's feasible, but Salorian hasn't shown up yet, maybe he has created the shadow of the Count and Countess, setting a trap for me to jump into.

There must be a careful plan, alternative plans...

Damn it, even the familiar and reliable forces are difficult to mobilize in a short period of time; and the combat forces that can be assembled in a short period of time are definitely no match for Salorian.

Griffith felt his heartbeat getting faster and faster! The enemy's attack might come soon, but he couldn't find
"Griffith..."

Griffith was having a headache when he suddenly felt someone touching the ends of his hair.

Sonya, who was walking side by side with him, noticed that her knight's face was full of confusion, as if he had a stomachache, so she stood on tiptoe, reached out her hand and gently patted him on the head twice.

"Sonia, what are you doing?"

"Nothing~" The countess' cheeks blushed slightly, "I just want to give it a try. Anyway, you are not Griffith in this world. When you leave, he won't know~"

The last few words were whispered so softly that they were almost inaudible. The Countess was a little shy, but after hearing so much about the future, she was so excited that she couldn't stop.

"Are you thinking about the upcoming battle and realizing that no matter which option you choose, you will be at a disadvantage?" Sonya asked. "I know that it's very frustrating when you face the ultimate move that the final boss suddenly uses and can't defeat him no matter what you do."

"This isn't a game~" Griffith sighed, "If we get killed a few more times, the world might end. We'll all turn into tentacle monsters!"

"I know, this is not a game, Griffith, it's not a game for you and Salorian!" Sonya raised her cheeks and said, "This is a battle with no retreat, and the same is true for Salorian.

"Based on the existing clues, I think that 'The Loser Eats Dust' is not a situation where Salorian unilaterally crushes the opponent.

"Is it difficult for a demigod to defeat one person? However, it is not easy to fight against the gods who are watching and have already placed their bets.

"I haven't had the pleasure of meeting Erza yet, but I think her point of view makes sense.

"If Salorian's motive is to conform to the times of 1445, then he doesn't need to destroy you and replace everyone, at least not for the time being; however, his real purpose is to forcibly turn the trajectory of the world's drastic changes in his own direction. How can the gods sit idly by in this situation? The world runs like a heavily loaded carriage, and the unshakable inertia will surely crush those who try to turn it on their own.

"Griffith, even if you can't fight with your own strength, you are far from being in a desperate situation! It's terrible for an individual to fight against a demigod, but isn't it even more terrible and incredible for a demigod to fight against a world?"

"..."

Griffith was stunned by Sonya's words. For several hours, he had been trapped in an inexplicable area, his companions were taken away, and he was alone facing a demigod that he could not defeat.

The empty corridor was no longer silent. A ray of light shone through the high-hanging palace dome. Behind the heavy, cliff-like door, the silent corridor came to an end.

"Griffith!" The Countess grabbed the knight's arm and said, "Do you know that there is a secret room in the southeast corner of the main hall for welcoming and seeing off extraordinary people and high-level wizards? What is it used for?"

"..."

"I'll take you through the ballroom and go there!" Sonya said loudly, "Salorian might be there. I have a feeling that he is there and he might be able to kill us with just one look!

"But I dare say that he is more nervous than you right now. Even if he is in his own territory, he is more afraid to take risks. Why hasn't he attacked until now?
“I don’t think it was out of pity.

"Fate has brought you to me. The moment you enter the Worry-Free Palace, you have arrived at the source of the most difficult disputes in the world. Every room, corner and flower bush in this palace can be used to plot terrible conspiracies.

"A demigod who wants to corrupt the world... All his confidence in going against the tide lies in depriving you of your friends and power, and turning it into his own authority in his own home turf. If he doesn't do this, victory will lose its meaning, and he doesn't believe he will win.

"He thinks he has a sure win and doesn't need to gamble. He will definitely be cautious and not take risks!"

The countess became more and more excited. She jumped forward two steps and stretched out her hand toward the palace door decorated with treasures and silks.

The door was pushed open, and the waiter behind it hurriedly opened it. The bright light shone on the Countess's long blond hair and blue eyes, and the whole world became bright.

"Welcome," Sonya said, lifting her skirt and curtseying to the conqueror. "Go and attack, and take back the initiative!"

Many people looked at Sonya and Griffith. Griffith, who had been beaten and soaked in the sea for a long time, looked extremely filthy. Many people walked towards him, who was totally unceremonious.

Several powerful figures also approached, with serious and disgusted expressions on their faces.

Griffith could sense the presence of Salorian, and even among the big men approaching, there might be Salorian's minions. However, it was impossible to tell who was the enemy and who was the shadow from the surface!

With just one contact, Salorian could kill Griffith and copy Sonya as well. By the next round, his advantage would be even greater.

"Go, Griffith, run to the teleportation array in the side hall, I'll cover you!" The Countess suddenly drew out her wand, "If you see my past self, tell her - 'Every morning, I think of your coming, and at night, I will remember that you have been here'!"

What is this, a code?!

Before Griffith could react, Sonya had already started to chant a spell to the stunned nobles in the room:
"Twin Magic Spells, Imitation, Extreme Cold - Blizzard!"