I want to be a faded person for life

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ps: py read a book called "Where did you get me? Is this still Bandoli?" and it made me crazy

Chapter 34 You Call This a Magician

"...I'm sorry, I've actually been watching you."

Melina looked away slightly at Xiangzi's confused gaze.

"I doubt whether you are truly blessed and guided... and whether you will rise to the challenge."

"It turns out I was overthinking it. From the very beginning, Torrett trusted you... I wasn't sincere enough."

She bowed her head and apologized sincerely.

"I said I couldn't guide you, that was a lie."

"There is actually one thing I can guide you about—the Hall of the Round Table."

"That's the guided faded ones, where the heroes gather. I can take you there."

"Want to go to the Round Table Hall?"

Xiangzi shook his head.

"You have nothing to apologize for. My original goal certainly didn't include becoming a king. I also lied to you."

"As for the Hall of the Round Table...it sounds like something out of a King Arthur story."

"Since that's where heroes supposedly gather—I'll wait until I kill Greg before going there."

Melina breathed a sigh of relief.

"If that's the case, then our agreement still stands... No, it should be considered officially established."

After Melina disappeared, Xiangzi simply burned Gotok's body into ashes.

Xiangzi randomly mixed a few bones and powder from it, put them in a jar, and then rang the soul-summoning bell.

The soul of the Son of Greg condensed into a solid form in the fog, with an expression of hatred and confusion on his face.

Before he could speak, Xiangzi rang the bell again.

——The Soul Summoning Bell allows the soul to temporarily regard the user as its master.

Although Xiangzi has always been able to communicate with other souls in a friendly manner, they are also willing to take the initiative to show up and offer help.

But there is no doubt that the Soul Summoning Bell has a certain degree of compulsion, and weak souls are simply unable to disobey it.

"Tell me, where is the path that leads directly to Greg, bypassing the guards?"

A struggling expression appeared on Gotok's soul face, but it surrendered after just a few seconds and began to lead the way obediently.

Following Gotok through the small door under the portrait of the first king, Xiangzi glanced in the direction of the city lord's tower. In the square in front of the tower were chevaux de frise and shields, which were only placed outside the city gate.

Hundreds of exiled soldiers, armed with crossbows and flamethrowers, were guarding the square, including some lost knights in full silver armor.

Just a glance at the layout of the square made Xiangzi feel his scalp tingling.

How can I kill this?

The best solution she could think of was to let the swordsmen block the crossbows in front, while she used pyroxene magic and storm blades to reduce the number of soldiers from a distance.

If they die for ten days or half a month in a row, the number of these guys will be wiped out.

However, let’s not talk about whether the blessed fire of Stonewell City is enough to resurrect her so many times.

After dragging on for so long, the zombie soldiers who were killed at the beginning should have stood up again.

"What are they resisting...it can't be me, right?"

Judging from the look of disdain on Gotok's face, probably not.

Instead of heading towards the square, the guard went in the opposite direction, entered another tower, and walked down the cliff into a dark passage.

"Is this... a lift?"

At the end of the passage, Xiangzi saw something inexplicably familiar. There was a similar device in the cave where he fell from the suspension bridge of Houwang Chapel.

At that time, she left the cave through the elevator and met Fan Lei, who was wearing a white mask.

The mechanism under the board was activated, and the elevator platform slowly descended from the high well. Xiangzi stepped on the circular elevator in the center of the platform and began to rise again.

Finally, it stopped in an inconspicuous little room.

This place was behind the city lord's tower. Gotok took her around in a big circle underground and appeared directly behind the defense line set up by the city lord.

In the small room, the golden blessed fire was swaying slightly.

——This can indeed be called guidance. For the faded ones, where the blessed light is is the right direction.

"Ok?"

There was another person standing in the small room deep inside.

"Be proud of yourself. You are indeed an excellent warrior."

The wheat-skinned, black-haired female warrior wore a rough animal-skin skirt, a forehead protector and an animal-skin hat on her head.

She carried a copper-brown hatchet with an eagle pattern engraved on it, and at her feet lay the body of a lost knight.

"It's just that you followed the wrong person. May your soul drift away with the wind, drifting towards the distant mountains."

The female warrior seemed to be mourning for the knight under her feet. Noticing Xiangzi who came here by elevator, she put down the one-handed axe on her shoulder.

"Oh, you're the Faded One—you smell like an ancient storm, you don't look like one of Greg's accomplices."

"My name is Neferi Lu. I am a Faded One like you, a warrior."

Seeing that the other party took the initiative to say hello, Xiangzi also responded politely.

"My name is Toyokawa Shoko, and I'm kind of a magician, I guess."

"You actually said you were a magician..."

Nefeli looked at the two swords, one long and one short, in Xiangzi's hands, the standard armor of the exiled soldier, and the oval leather shield on his back, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

"Never mind that. It's fine anyway... I came here on my father's orders, but... this is really too much."

She looked at the knight's body on the ground.

"The damnable Greg actually committed such a vile act as [Limb Reattachment]. This is unbecoming of a king. Even the very wind of Stonewell has been tarnished."

"...If you're planning on challenging Greg, count me in."

"He has tainted this place so badly that even if I help, my father won't say anything."

Of course Xiangzi would not refuse such a good opportunity. Since the other party could defeat a lost knight, his strength was obviously not weak.

Still, she had doubts.

There was no sign that the guards in the direction of the city lord's tower had been breached. In this case, Nepheli should have gone directly to this place from the elevator.

"How do you know this path?"

Neferi's face was clearly filled with pride.

"My father, Sir Baizhi, told me. He knows everything, so it's only natural that he knows the path leading here."

The pride on Nepheli's face didn't seem fake; it was indeed the expression one would show when one had respect and admiration for someone.

The all-knowing Sir Baizhi... Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, he does sound like a very powerful person.

Maybe... he also knows a way to get himself and the lamp back to Earth.

However, that matter doesn't matter now. Everything will only make sense after I defeat Greg and become the King of Elden.

Chapter 35: There is a blood bottle

This small room located deep in the city's tower is only a stone's throw away from the core castle of Stonewell.

And that is the residence of the master of this city - the demigod Greg.

At the archway leading to the front of the castle courtyard, Xiangzi and Nefeli looked at each other.

Xiangzi first put the dagger back into the scabbard, took out the old staff and drew a semicircle, and Nepheli's weapon was immediately covered with a blue-green fluorescence.

The wheat-skinned female warrior padded her hatchet and felt its changes, and the expression on her face immediately became wonderful.

"Ah, you really are a magician?"

"if not."

Xiangzi also applied the magic effect to his weapons in turn and asked a question in return.

"Are you planning on standing in front of me later?"

Nepheli didn't take this as a joke and said it seriously.

"If necessary, of course—that's a soldier's job."

Xiangzi didn't expect the other party to be so serious. She just said it casually to ease the tense atmosphere.

"No need for that. I haven't yet fallen to the point of hiding behind a warrior I just met for the first time."

She put down her staff and rang the bell to summon the dead.

"You're like carrying a warehouse... I only have two axes."

Xiangzi ignored her and summoned the sword fighter and wolf spirit in turn.

Nepheli's expression became increasingly dull.

"A member of the Kalia royal family?... Father doesn't seem to have mentioned such a person."

After the spirits in the two bottles of ashes took shape, the girl's face turned pale.

It's okay, I haven't reached my limit yet, I still have some energy left...

She gritted her teeth and rang the silver bell for the third time. The severe pain in her head seemed to tear her apart, and blood spurted out of her nose and ears.

As the soul jellyfish Kurala appeared, Xiangzi swayed and knelt on one knee on the ground.

The blue veins twisted under her neck, and she felt the tightening of the noose again, as if her head was about to explode.

The girl gasped for breath, but could barely feel the air entering her lungs.

【Owner! 】

"Are you OK?"

The tinnitus in his ears made it difficult for Xiangzi to hear what they were saying. He could only see Nefeli's mouth opening and closing.

However, the girl could probably guess what they were talking about.

Xiangzi stared with ferocious eyes.

"——What could be the problem?"

She used her sword to support herself on the ground, took a few heavy breaths, and finally stood up with her willpower.

There is no problem with physical strength, and I have gradually adapted to the headache. The consumed magic power can continue to be restored by absorbing pyroxene powder.

She is undoubtedly in a state of maximum combat power now. This is a necessary preparation before the war and there will be no problems.

As the tinnitus subsided, Xiangzi was finally able to hear what Nepheli said, but this was followed by greater confusion.

"Do you...want to use the Holy Grail bottle to recover?"

Xiangzi turned his head stiffly and looked at her.

"Although I have a rough idea of ​​what it is, I still have to ask... What is this Holy Grail bottle you're talking about?"

"what?!"

Nefeli opened her eyes wide and looked at Xiangzi with disbelief, whose face had turned black.

She immediately reached into her animal-skin skirt and pulled out two beautifully carved golden containers.

"Are you kidding me? How come you don't have a Holy Grail bottle? All the faded ones have one—wait."

Shoko Toyokawa's expression certainly didn't seem like she was lying. Nepheli looked up and down at the guy in front of her who claimed to be a magician, as if he were a monster.

"...How on earth did you get all the way here?"

The blue-haired girl with a sullen face said nothing, but her expression seemed to say it all.