Princess' personal painter

Not long after, the coalition forces advanced to a certain distance, and the archers of the two armies went forward to try out a few rounds of arrow rain, but both sides had already prepared themselves, causing only sporadic casualties.

The sound of war drums changed again, the longbowmen retreated to the back, and the three phalanxes of 500 men in the middle advanced towards the enemy with horns, and the rest of the troops followed at a slightly further position—chosen by the general in charge. The most cautious strategy is to launch a tentative attack first.

According to the investigation information, Archbishop Enoch can mobilize no more than [-] regular troops. Even with the troops of the religious order and the believers recruited temporarily, the military strength should not be comparable to that of the coalition forces.So in order to ensure victory, it is the most appropriate strategy to play steadily.

However, after noticing the unresponsive enemy troops hiding behind the trench, Sisyana still felt an indescribable tension in her heart.Seeing the three phalanxes approaching the ditch, Sisyana finally calmed down, turned her head and reminded Qi Ye, "Miss Qi Ye", and flew forward together with her.

Seeing that this black-haired, black-eyed "Saint" is incredibly calm and firm at all times, Sisyana once again felt admiration for her.

As she expected, just after reaching the top of the infantry phalanx, Sisyana felt the familiar overwhelming spiritual coercion. At this moment, the infantry phalanx below was also in chaos at the same time. Not a slight impact.

"Stay true to your heart, don't believe in lies, and the only person you worship is the true God Jelisha."

Qiye's cold voice spread throughout the battlefield, and under the effect of reversing the cause and effect of the spiritual spell, the spiritual coercion from the archbishop was greatly weakened.Sisyana was breathing a sigh of relief, but she heard the sound of horseshoes suddenly. Looking intently, she saw a cavalry force of about [-] people suddenly rushing out of the enemy's formation.

Shrouded in the bright golden light, this cavalry team was like a whole, and in an instant it rushed to the front of the infantry phalanx with an unstoppable momentum.

Sisyana was stunned for a moment, and her face couldn't help but become a little ugly.

She did not obtain any information about this cavalry in advance.

……

At the same time, Irene suddenly remembered something, and asked Yaniweier who was sitting by the railing: "Tell me, am I a bit selfish?"

Yaniweier tilted her head: "Selfish?"

During this time alone, due to Irene's intentional or unconscious guidance, Yaniweier has become more and more in line with her fantasy in all aspects, not only catering to her preferences in dressing, even "tilting her head" She learned such cute movements so vividly that she couldn't help being stunned.

After regaining her senses, Irene put down the paintbrush in her hand, sighed softly and said, "She started this war entirely for me, maybe she is fighting on the battlefield right now...but I, who is clearly the culprit, actually Hide in the safe rear, and live a leisurely life with you."

Yaniweier asked: "Is Erin worried about the princess?"

Irene lowered her head, quietly covered her mouth with her hand, and then said in a slightly hoarse voice: "...and Eunika, Miss Qiye, Miss Sanfonne, even the little sister Nikki wants to To face something dangerous. I can't help worrying!"

"However, you are not out of danger yourself, so there is no point in worrying about others!"

Some scolding voices came from her ears. Erin raised her eyes and found that Yaniweier walked in front of her. She bent down slightly and said to her seriously: "Although I don't know why you have been drawing, but your Your physical condition is still deteriorating, and it hasn't improved at all... If it continues like this, I will order you to stop such meaningless things..."

Saying that, Yaniweier firmly grabbed Irene's hand and broke it apart.

As expected, there was the bloody phlegm she just spit out on the palm of her hand.

Irene was a little afraid to look at the girl who had been taking care of herself, and said in a low voice: "Yes, it is indeed my fault for making so many people worry about me... When I was painting, I was always looking for the same thing. Things, I obviously feel that it is very close to me, but I don't know why, I can't grasp it. At that time, I thought I had grasped hope, but now, I still don't understand what "hope" is Yes, I have time to think quietly, but I can't figure it out, do you think I'm stupid..."

As she spoke, a sense of self-defeating gradually appeared in her expression.

Yaniweier stared at Irene in a daze for a while, and couldn't help feeling sore in her nose.She walked behind Irene, and put her arms around Irene's slightly cold body.She hugged her tightly, even though her vampire body was also cold, she still imagined that she could pass some warmth over.

After a long time, she heard Irene say in a hesitant tone: "I have a strange request, which may be a bit too much for you... Wei Er, can you promise me?"

"Yes." Yaniweier agreed without hesitation.

Chapter 68 First defeat

It wasn't the first time she was on the battlefield, but when Eunika Caroline saw the dazzling splatter of blood splashing on her arm, she still had a feeling close to fainting.

The long-lost sense of panic made her body freeze in place for a moment.

However, the enemy will not show mercy just because she is a girl, even if she is a church knight who believes in the Holy Light.Just when she was in a daze, a rider rushed in front of her, slashing straight at her with swift saber light.

It was only when Eunika heard the screeching sound beside her ear that she realized it.

Amidst the girl's cold snort, the sharp edge of the knife almost touched her nose, but was picked away by the dagger in her hand in the next instant.Eunika's body jumped up lightly, and in the rider's astonished eyes, the deadly dagger slid towards his throat.However, seeing that the opponent was about to die, Eunika's sword swayed suddenly, leaving only a shallow bloodstain on the enemy's throat.

Eunika fell to the ground again, her face was gloomy, and she gasped violently for a moment.

Can't do it, still can't do it... No matter how hard Eunika makes up her mind, she can't kill these flesh and blood "enemies".

Surrounding her, the sound of roaring horseshoes, shouts, and metal intersecting stings her eardrums, and the smell of blood permeating her nose makes her sense of fainting more and more intense.Almost instinctively blocking the attack of another rider passing by, Eunika fell into the nightmare of her childhood again in a trance—the massacre that nearly wiped out the Caroline family.

Just like the time she fought against the orcs, fear and powerlessness quickly eroded her, and even made her thinking a little difficult... With a heart of redemption, she stepped onto the battlefield, wanting to stand side by side with Sisyana Fighting, she didn't expect that even at this time, she still couldn't restrain her weakness.

In a battlefield full of killing and death, her face became paler and paler.

After finally suppressing her fear, when she came to her senses again, she found that she was surrounded by a group of enemy infantry, and she had to cheer up to deal with the enemy's siege.However, even under such circumstances, she did not have the courage to kill.

Under her sword power, the lives of these enemies were as fragile as mayflies. She was even afraid that she would strike too hard and accidentally take their lives away.The short sword in her hand was clumsy, and she didn't dare to make an effective counterattack. She soon found herself in a difficult situation.

At a very young age, she was judged to have the qualifications to become a sword master, but she has been stagnant due to weakness. It has been five years now... Thinking of this, Eunika once again felt extremely disgusted with herself , She simply closed her eyes and waited for rescue in despair.

Sia, have I let you down again?

Not long after, accompanied by a lot of movement around, Eunika felt someone eagerly holding her hand. She opened her eyes, but saw an unexpected person.

The white nun's clothes were obviously stained with a lot of blood, and the maroon double ponytails also looked a little exaggerated. The girl's face had a rustic temperament that was absolutely incompatible with the battlefield, but this did not prevent her from holding Youni with one hand. Ka waved a long iron rod in one hand, frightening the surrounding enemy troops with terrifying power, and at the same time said to Unika: "Hey, aren't you usually very powerful, why did you lose the chain at this time? "

Due to the grievances between the two of them last time about Irene, Sanfonne Mulder was the last person Eunika wanted to face at this time, and her face instantly turned paler.Just like the time she was rescued by Irene, she even had the idea of ​​"just die like this", but in the end she still held back the strong sense of shame, and let Sanfonne take her with her without saying a word. Out of the siege.

When Eunika finally retreated to a safe place, and looked inadvertently at the place where the battle took place just now, she immediately felt a great shock——

The three phalanxes sent by the coalition forces to conduct a test had already been dispersed by the church's cavalry brigade, leaving a field of corpses in their original positions, apparently in the process of retreating.As for Sisyana and Qi Ye, they were teaming up to fight that unfathomable archbishop, but they were obviously suppressed by him alone.

On the two wings of the retreating soldiers, the coalition troops who went to rescue also fought fiercely with the enemy, covering the friendly forces and fighting while retreating.On the far right, wolf cavalry in black iron armor were cruising around the periphery of the battlefield, waiting for the opportunity to join the battle.

Witnessing all this, Eunika stood there in a daze for a moment. She deeply felt the sorrow of human beings in war, as well as...her own insignificance and powerlessness.

……

Three or four days should have passed by the time Yaniweier accidentally heard the news of the coalition's defeat in the first battle.

She was shopping for ingredients as usual, and even started to freeze on the street—it was hard for her to imagine that even the perfect-looking princess would suffer setbacks sometimes.This means that the "hope" that maintains Irene's life has become a little further away.

Yaniweier had the urge to ask someone about the specific situation, but she still held back, because even if she knew it, it wouldn't make much sense.She lowered her head to cover herself, and returned to the residence with the food in her hand.

Arriving at the door of Erin's room, Yaniweier stood there silently for a long time.Knowing that Irene was inside, and she could definitely sense this, she neither opened the door directly nor made a sound to remind her. She just put the food on the ground and turned away silently.

This situation is entirely due to Erin's inexplicable request——

She wanted to be alone without being disturbed by anyone.

He refused Yaniweier's constant care before, and even made a request that he could not have any contact with her under any circumstances. Even if her condition worsened, she must not enter the house until she took the initiative to ask for help... Yaniweier didn't even know It took a lot of effort for me to nod and agree to Irene's request.

Erin said that she wanted to find her "self" by experiencing loneliness, which was obviously incomprehensible to Yaniweier, but she still chose to trust.

Because, Yaniweier knows that for Irene, the balance of success or failure still carries her own weight. Back then, Irene could risk her life to save herself, and she will do the same this time.But even so, Yaniweier still felt an unspeakable pain after not saying a word to Irene for three consecutive days, and not even being able to see her face.

Since she had no one to admire, she even began to neglect dressing up, letting go of her haggard appearance.

When will this torment end?Yaniweier covered her heart with one hand, and asked herself silently.

Chapter 69 The Sacrifice of "Them" and Irene's Redemption

On the third day after she locked herself in the room, Irene gradually experienced the feeling of loneliness.

Just like what she experienced in another world a long time ago, she seemed to be isolated from the whole world, living alone, living alone, not in contact with any outsiders, completely immersed in her own world Here, it took her a long time to get back to this state.

The waste papers on the floor in the room are all paintings that she discarded.

All of the above paintings are of Irene, her "self"—she who was ignorant and ignorant when she just woke up in this world, she who was familiar with the identity of Yannis' adopted daughter, and she who later became Sisyana's maid; Belonging to the part of "Arisa Mina", she has the identity of the princess of the empire... There is even "Eileen von Postein" who was buried deep in her heart at an unknown time, that is, the girl who was born 30 years ago The image of the holy nun was also drawn by Irene from memory.

This is the first time she has examined herself so formally.

As Sisyana once said, she needs to re-understand herself from Irene's copying of her in order to break through the original bottleneck of the demon.And this time, Erin is doing the same to herself.

These images of "self" are drawn one by one by Irene, and each one is considered to be a very good painting in terms of technical level, but Irene is still not satisfied because these works lack the obvious.

When Eileen copies others, she can often draw the character and temperament of the other person exactly, making people see these lifelike paintings as if seeing a real person. She really has such superb skills.However, only when she was painting herself, she was still unable to capture this key point.

The girls I drew, no matter how exquisite their facial features are, or how similar they are to me, are all like puppets who have lost their souls, with dull expressions, dull eyes, and fear even after a few more glances Feeling... No matter how hard Irene tried, she couldn't break this restriction.

In two full days and two nights, hundreds of paintings have been drawn. This weak body has long been on the verge of collapse, and Eileen is almost supporting herself with her faith.She knew that no one in this world could save her unless she found the root of the problem.

However, amidst the rustling of the pen and paper, Irene's sense of loneliness became more and more profound, accompanied by the bewilderment and despair that gradually hatched from the bottom of her heart.

The pain all over her body had long been numb, and Irene had the illusion that her whole body was floating.The painting about himself in the field of vision became more and more ethereal, and for a moment it became pitch black, the hand holding the pen shook, and the facial features of the girl under the pen became distorted.

Irene stared at the grotesque "self" on the paper for a long time.

The strong physiological needs pulled her consciousness back, she had to put down the brush, and reached for the water glass by the table.But her drowsy mind caused her to make a mistake in judging the distance between herself and the cup. She only heard a clear "bang", and the water pouring out of the poured cup not only destroyed the painting that was about to be completed, but also dripped down the edge of the table , quickly wet her pajamas.

The momentary icy cold touch completely shook her will.

Eileen pursed her lips tightly, and lay down on the table exhaustedly, feeling an unprecedented sense of helplessness in her heart. She clearly wanted to let herself cry, but she was too tired to even cry.

"Ver, where are you..."

From her lips, a small whisper came out.

"My lord, my lord...what should I do?"

"...Arisa Mina... what is the answer?" After murmuring this question, Irene, who had already been unable to hold on, fell into a coma.

However, her consciousness is still suffering.

As if a certain trigger was triggered, this time, Erin clearly felt that her "consciousness" was split into two halves.On one side is the original owner of the body, "Arisa Mina", and on the other side is the implanted "Irene von Perstein". With the fusion of the consciousness of the two sides, she feels that she is both of them at the same time, but she is just These two are just their puppets, and everything about them is being usurped.

Irene suddenly realized that in this battle for control of her body, she was completely defeated and became the "nutrient" for the rebirth of these two dead souls.

In addition to being sad, she felt a sense of relief.

As an outsider, is it finally time to complete your mission and leave?

Although there are many people who are reluctant, maybe this is the best ending... Alyssa Mina, you must work hard in the next struggle!As for the other "Irene", well, although I understand your reluctance and pain, this is not your body, please give up... Xi Ya, I am really sorry?Can you accept another "I"...

As he was dying, many thoughts flashed through his consciousness.

It's fine to just leave this world quietly like this, my adventure is already exciting enough... Thinking of this, Erin showed a relieved smile at the corner of her mouth.

So, the next thing happened without Irene's knowledge at all——

The "girl" who got up suddenly walked to the mirror mechanically.

With indifferent and hostile eyes, she looked at the other "self" in the mirror.

It was a girl with exactly the same face, but wearing the holy robe of the church. The cross necklace swaying around her neck fully demonstrated her identity, that is, "Eileen von Purstein".

In the mirror, she was looking back with the same hostile eyes.

After confronting each other like this for an unknown amount of time, the "girl" softly opened her lips and said something, and the "Eileen von Postein" in the mirror also responded accordingly.All this happened silently, and no one will ever know what agreement "they" reached.

After standing silently for a while, the "girl" began to take off her clothes.

She was doing the same thing in the mirror.