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Chapter 363 Please Be Patient (2k5)

"You don't have to feel uneasy, Sirius. You have dedicated your entire life to this day. So even if you fail in the end, I won't blame you at all."

"My child, I watched you grow up!"

The Queen's voice is still so gentle.

It is said that His Majesty was attracted by the Queen's gentleness and fell in love with her.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy Sirius became.

Because the reason she worked so hard was to free the queen from the curse.

But fortunately, the Queen not only gave her comfort, but also provided absolutely effective help.

"But I also know that you will still feel uneasy just because of this, and also for my own sake. My child, I will send you to a place."

"You will find what you want there, but, my child, remember not to be afraid, for that is only a relic of the past."

Sirius looked up in confusion and asked:
"Where are you going to send me, Your Majesty?"

"Where he kept his sword."

The "he" the Queen refers to is naturally His Majesty.

But this made Sirius even more confused.

Because in her understanding, His Majesty does not use a sword.

She had never even heard of His Majesty ever using a sword.

Before she could ask the questions in her mind, everything before her eyes changed completely.

The quiet and elegant mansion, the throne behind the curtains, and most importantly, the queen have all disappeared.

What replaced everything was the ashes!

The embers burned through the ancient tree that seemed to reach into the sky and the ground beneath their feet.

Even if I can no longer feel much temperature.

She still felt that the red and yellow embers constantly flowing under her feet and on the trees still had the heat to burn everything.

This was also the first time she saw fire flowing like water and having no temperature.

Death and decay are almost the only things here.

"Here, what is this place?"

She never thought the queen would harm her.

But even so, she felt extremely confused.

As she turned around, she looked at everything around her.

She saw another scene that made her pupils shrink—a row of withered corpses kneeling forward with their backs to her.

And each of them had its head chopped off, leaving only the golden spine.

This scene instantly reminded her of the row of statues of young girls in front of the Queen's residence.

Even though one side is terrifying and ferocious, and the other side is beautiful and peaceful.

It still allowed her to connect the dots.

Following the corpses, Sirius saw something even more horrifying—another corpse.

Unlike the decapitated corpses kneeling before it, this one's head was still there.

But it was hanging on something that pierced through the corpse.

Hillarys didn't know what that thing was, but at a glance, she knew it was definitely an extremely terrifying torture device.

Because the corpse that it had inserted into its body from the top of the head was obviously struggling to pull it out, the severe pain must have penetrated deep into the bone marrow, so much so that it actually pulled out its head as well.

Even though its face had long been burned by the flames, leaving only withered remains.

Sirius could still see the extreme fear and pain it felt before its death.

And Sirius was certain that it was as dead as these corpses.

But, he had been dead for who knows how many years, and he was in such a miserable state.

But it still gave Sirius a feeling of oppression that made her almost breathless.

That's how Sirius confirmed what happened here and who this was!

This is your majesty's last battlefield.

Your Majesty, who is far away from the dust and world, is the only god of that era who is willing to stand up and fight against the doomsday plague.

To combat the terrible plague spread by the Endtime Plague.

Your Majesty burned everything with flames.

And kill the incarnations of disasters that have become like gods one by one.

Finally, it directly killed the end plague itself!

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Sirius suddenly looked at the corpses kneeling in a row with their heads cut off.

Are these the incarnations of the plague created by the Final Plague using its own power?
"Yes, they are the incarnations that the Doomsday Plague created for itself, to strengthen its power and spread its darkness."

The Queen's voice rang in Sirius's ears. It could be heard that when she talked about her lover, the Queen's voice was full of deep nostalgia and pride.

"At their peak, each of them was as powerful as a god. That's why all the gods chose to remain silent. Only he, the love of my life, stood up to fight the Doomsday Plague for the poor people."

"And kill them all!"

But as she spoke, the queen's voice fell silent.

Because that was the hermit’s most powerful battle and also his final battle.

After a long time, Sirius heard the Queen's voice again:

"Although it was defeated by my beloved, its followers have been trying to bring it back, so go ahead, my child, and draw that sword!"

"Use the bones of their Lord God to give them the punishment they deserve!"

"Because it was a weapon made from the spine of this vile creature forged with the fire of his wrath."

"But be careful, although the power of this sword comes from his anger and the nameless fire, not from the despicable evil thing."

"But this is still a weapon made from the bones of a god, plus it was left by him, so this sword must be very dangerous."

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The queen's warnings continued to ring in Sirius' ears.

Sirius kept it in mind as she slowly walked forward.

A god who could not possibly die actually died, and even his corpse was turned into a weapon?

Looking at the golden hilt in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, Sirius reached forward, ready to pull it up.

Surprisingly, this seemed pretty painless.

She pulled out the sword almost effortlessly.

Just as the sword body separated from the skeleton.

Moon, who was still in the mysterious island base, also walked out of the room as if he had sensed something and looked at the deepest 666th floor.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

The old man who was accompanying Moon asked worriedly.

After a moment of silence, Moen suddenly shook his head and laughed:

"It seems like someone is finally free!"

And in front of Sirius, the golden sword was finally pulled out by her.

As her eyes swept up, the skeleton-like barbs on the sword closed one after another, completely crushing the skull still attached to the sword, and turning it into a spiral sword.

"The sword has no name, but he said that the sword will continue to torture the soul of the despicable creature, so that it will never rest in peace."

The Queen's voice startled Sirius:

"So, Your Majesty, did I just release that monster?"

As Sirius turned around, the forest and land that had not yet been burned disappeared instantly.

She returned to the Queen's presence.

Looking at her like this, the queen behind the curtain shook her head and said:

"Don't worry kid, that vile creature was just like him, and went to the promised resting place after that battle."

"That last battle really exhausted him, to the point where that despicable thing was freed early."

After the hermit left, the queen naturally went to see the battlefield.

Therefore, she helplessly discovered that the other person's soul was not here.

Therefore, the sword left here must not be able to punish that despicable thing that has already gone to its resting place.

The queen's answer made Sirius feel relieved.

She carefully put away the golden sword, then knelt on one knee and said:
"Your Majesty, please rest assured, I will definitely bring Your Majesty back!"

This time, the Queen did not give any response.

But Sirius knew that the more the queen said this, the more it showed how much she cared.

She remembered that when His Majesty set out to fight the monster, Her Majesty the Queen did not say a word.

Because of the immense love, there are so many things I want to say. But when there are too many things I want to say, I won't be able to say anything.

Just saying, compared to the queen who couldn't even utter a word.

His Majesty, who seemed to have foreseen his own fate, left a message for the Queen:

"Please be patient!"

This is known to every mountain dweller.

But the only royal knight, Sirius, knew that this sentence had become a curse.

As the Queen's knight, Sirius didn't want to see the Queen continue to be trapped in this sentence.

So she must bring His Majesty back!

(End of this chapter)