The invincible me kidnaps the invincible dragon

"It's hard to say. It may only take one day, or it may take more than a month. But no matter what, as long as I use [Ice Rose] again, then immediately..."

The doctor stopped talking halfway, his face looked a little reluctant, he really didn't want to say the word "death".

The child's strength and well-behaved behavior touched all the staff in their laboratory. The pain during the treatment was unbearable for anyone, but this child was able to say "Thank you for everything you have done for me" while the doctors were treating her.

A child like this should have lived a hundred years, why, why did he leave at the most brilliant moment of his life.

The age of fifteen or sixteen should be the most beautiful time in a person's life, but Margaret may never be able to enjoy her youth.

Whenever the doctor thought of this, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"Go down and try your best. Margaret has given a lot to the human race, but we have failed her."

Although the doctor hadn't finished speaking, Dean Myron already knew what he meant. He immediately waved his hand weakly, and his expression became dejected.

Looking at Margaret lying quietly on the bed in front of him, for some reason, Dean Myron's mind suddenly emerged the scene of the Windsor family sending her to Dunbaron College with the most solemn etiquette.

At that time, Margaret entered Dunbarton College with reluctance to leave her parents and a little fear of the unknown.

Since then, he has been following Dean Myron's side.

Dean Myron watched the girl grow up day by day, from a girl who carefully observed everything around her to a well-behaved and lovely young woman.

He had thought about the coming of separation, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Elina, you can't go in here!"

"Teacher Elina, no one is allowed to enter without the permission of the dean, please understand!!"

"Get out of my way!"

Just as Dean Myron was looking at Margaret in a daze, there was a sudden noise outside the door, followed by a brief fight.

Dean Myron gently pressed the button next to him, and immediately saw a wall descending from above his head, completely hiding the entire laboratory.

At the same time, he also secretly expanded the demigod domain to ensure that Elina could not use magic to detect everything here.

When he finished everything, Elena and Lamia appeared in front of him.

"Elena, what are you doing here?"

Dean Myron quickly concealed the dejected look on his face and asked with his usual smile.

"Dean Myron, stop acting. I know Margaret is here. Please tell me what happened to her!"

When Elina saw Dean Myron's look of wanting to hide, her heart sank to the bottom.

It was only after he used magic power to sweep every river and every mountain in and around Dunbaron that he discovered a different world here.

She had clearly sensed Margaret's presence outside, but when she got here, she couldn't see anything. Elena knew that it must be Dean Myron who was hiding it.

If Dean Myron spoke to her frankly, Elena would not think this was a big deal.

But the fact that even a demigod had to cover up this matter made Elina feel extremely cold in her heart.

"Alas, I didn't expect that you would find out after all."

After seeing that Margaret's matter could no longer be concealed, Dean Myron sighed.

He had once promised Margaret that he would never tell anyone about her affairs, but now it seemed that he had no choice but to keep silent.

If he continued to quibble, he would surely anger the popular 19th guard in front of him.

"Elina, before I tell you about this, I want to tell you a story."

Dean Myron raised his head and looked at Elena. The sadness in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

Chapter 107: The Past of the Windsor Family

"story?"

Elena frowned tightly, she didn't know what Dean Myron wanted to do.

"Yes, it's a story about a girl."

Dean Myron nodded, then continued talking without paying attention to Elena's changing expression.

"You should know that among the human race, there are countless nobles. They stand at the top of the human race and control most of the human race's resources. These nobles enjoy power and wealth. Compared with ordinary people, they are as high as gods. But at the same time, the competition among nobles is also very fierce and terrible. Once a family can no longer produce such amazing talents, then when the ancestral shadow ends, it will slowly lose and eventually be kicked out completely."

Having said that, Dean Myron turned around, sighed and continued.

"In the past ten thousand years, countless famous families and wealthy families have disappeared in the long river of history. This is a zero-sum game. No family can guarantee that their successors in each generation will be excellent enough, so there are countless noble families that have fallen."

"In the royal city of Tara, there was originally a family that was famous throughout the human race, but it fell into decline in the last hundred years. This family is the Windsor family..."

When talking about the Windsor family, Elena's expression twitched slightly, because this was Margaret's family.

By the way, Margaret is still the head of the Windsor family.

"The Windsor family once had three dukes. The three Windsor brothers relied on their temple-level strength to make great achievements on the battlefield and eventually founded the Windsor family. For hundreds of years, the Windsor family has been developing under the protection of the three Windsor brothers."

"But as those three left one after another, the Windsor family began to have no successors. The new head of the family was far from being able to shoulder such a heavy responsibility, whether in terms of strength or ability."

"So in the next hundred years, the position of patriarch kept changing, and the change of patriarch meant fighting. As time went on, people's hearts were scattered, and the Windsor family began to slowly split."

Elena stood there quietly, listening to Dean Myron's soft words. She really had never thought that Margaret's family would have such a change.

Wait, now that the Windsor family has begun to lose, what is happening to that powerful and noble family now?

Thinking of this, a hint of surprise flashed in Elina's eyes.

"Looking at your expression, I guess I guessed it. That's right, the previous patriarch of the Windsor family was Margaret's father. However, when her father came to power, the entire Windsor family was like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any time. There were secret struggles within the family, and at the same time, there were retaliations from enemies outside. Finally, one night a few years ago..."

Dean Myron turned his head slightly, glanced at Elina, and then said:

"A few years ago, the Windsor family mansion was attacked by a group of pagans. The strength of these pagans was very terrifying. Without the three Windsor brothers, the Windsor family was unable to stop them. They were like an empty land, causing a brutal massacre, and then set a fire, burning the entire mansion to ashes."

"At the time, Margaret was less than ten years old. Although her parents escaped the disaster because they were not in the mansion, the bloody and cruel scene of that day was engraved in the child's memory, and the fire that day also became a nightmare that the child could never get rid of."

Dean Myron looked a little lonely. Although he was not present, he could imagine what kind of psychological trauma a child under ten years old would suffer when faced with such a cruel scene.

Moreover, Margaret was able to survive by hiding among those bloody corpses. This was an unbearable burden for a child whose mind had not yet fully developed.

"After that day, the Windsor family was completely divided. It looked like a family that had been glorious for nearly a thousand years was about to be wiped out. But at this moment, the hidden artifact [Ice Rose] suddenly appeared in Margaret's hands."

When Dean Myron mentioned the "Ice Rose", Elina's expression became serious. She knew that the following matters were just beginning to touch upon the core.

"When the Ice Rose first appeared in Margaret's hands, it had not yet recognized its master, because the recognition of a divine weapon is a two-way process, that is, the divine weapon chooses humans, and humans also choose the divine weapon."

"If Margaret had refused at the beginning, perhaps what happened below would not have happened."

Dean Myron gave a wry smile.

"When Margaret's father learned that Margaret was chosen by the Ice Rose, he was very excited. He knew very well that the status of the Master of the Artifact was no less than that of a temple-level professional. If his daughter could really become the Master of the Ice Rose, then the Windsor family would be revived again."

"So he took Margaret to see His Majesty the Emperor."

"Each of the ten great artifacts of the human race is extremely powerful and mysterious. The requirements for them to recognize their masters are very strange. No one knows the specific qualifications. However, the birth of each artifact is a very important event, which means that the human race will once again add a powerful strategic weapon."

"Oh, weapons."

At this point, Dean Myron's expression turned grim, and he seemed to be getting angry.

"Those guys clearly knew the side effects of [Ice Rose], and clearly knew that Margaret's body could not bear the cost of [Ice Rose], but they still secretly lured Margaret to complete the whole process of recognizing her master!"

"For the naive young Margaret at the time, all it took was one sentence to make her voluntarily complete the process of recognizing the master, and that sentence was, 'As long as you become the owner of this bow, you will become the patriarch of the Windsor family and be able to protect your parents and the entire family.'"

"After hearing these words, Margaret, who had just experienced the massacre, chose to become the master of the Ice Rose without hesitation."

"Afterwards, the entire Windsor family regained its second spring because of the existence of the Ice Rose Lord. The entire family began to get back on track, and Margaret became the nominal patriarch of the Windsor family. Even the entire human race benefited a lot from the existence of the Ice Rose Lord. In the past few years, even the border soldiers have greatly reduced casualties because of Margaret's existence."

"But all this comes at a price..."

At this point, Dean Myron suddenly paused, as if he no longer wanted to continue, and lowered his head in pain.

Seeing Dean Myron unwilling to speak for a long time, Elena became anxious.

Her intuition told her that this price was the key to all of this, and this price was the reason why Margaret was in a coma today.

"Dean Myron, please tell me quickly what the price is!"

When she said this, Elina's tone became hurried, and she had a bad feeling.

"The price is... Margaret will only live for a dozen years..."

Dean Myron raised his head, his eyes filled with bloodshot.

"What?!!!"

After hearing the news, Elena felt dizzy. She really didn't expect that the girl who always had a smile on her face and seemed to never get angry was actually carrying such pain.

"Yes, you heard it right, this is Margaret's fate."

There was a look of sadness in Dean Myron's eyes.

After so many years of living together, he had long regarded that strong, gentle and optimistic child as his own granddaughter.

Dean Myron knew very well the pain of having one's vitality forcibly absorbed and the pain of having the remaining vitality forcibly burned.

This kind of pain, let alone a little girl with no strength at all, even the powerful professionals who have been through many battles, few can endure it.

But Margaret endured it, and has been doing so for so many years.

At the beginning, she might have done it for her parents and family.

However, later, when she saved so many soldiers and civilians from the dark race on the border, her goal had shifted from her parents and family to the entire human race.

For the sake of his parents and the entire human race, this child has been enduring inhuman torture until today.

It can be said that over the years, both the Windsor family and human beings have gained a lot of benefits from this girl.

But only this girl herself got nothing but pain.

"How is this possible, Dean Myron? You are lying to me, right?! Margaret didn't show any abnormality not long ago."

Elina took two steps forward in disbelief. She really couldn't accept that Margaret's life was so short.

"I didn't lie to you, because the price of accepting the master of [Ice Rose] is to absorb the life force of the holder."

"If it's just an injury or illness, I can heal her, but I can't do anything about the loss of vitality."

Dean Myron shook his head in pain.

When she heard this, Elina took two steps back in a daze.

The loss of vitality is equivalent to the normal aging of the human body. No one can stop it, not even a demigod.

Life has birth and death, everything has a beginning and an end, this is the iron law of nature, and Elena has understood this a long time ago.

But she didn't expect that such a thing would happen to her, to Margaret.

No wonder, no wonder Margaret behaved so abnormally when she learned that Village Chief Gary had passed away. It turns out that the root of everything lies here.

Alina, you are really too slow!

After learning all this, Elina kept blaming herself.

It seemed that only in this way could she alleviate a little bit of her inner guilt.

There must be a way, there must be a way!!

Elina's heart also let out a crazy roar at this moment.

(It’s Friday, I’m asking for some monthly tickets from everyone.)

Chapter 108: Meeting you in this last moment is my greatest luck

"Originally, I promised Margaret not to tell you about all this, but now I can't hide it anymore."

Looking at Elina's already distorted face, Dean Myron sighed helplessly.

"Can I see her?"

For some reason, Elina, who was originally very emotional, suddenly calmed down at this moment, and her tone also became calm at this moment.

“That’s… okay.”

Faced with Elena's request, Dean Myron was a little hesitant at first, but when he saw the calm yet determined look on Elena's face, he nodded and agreed.

Then, Dean Myron gently pressed the button next to him, and a stone wall slowly rose in front of Elena.

A huge glass wall appeared in front of her, and behind the glass wall were medical staff who were busy treating Margaret, and Margaret who was lying quietly on the bed like a withered flower.

"Thank you, Elena."