Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

"I will definitely take you out."

After saying this in one breath, Afro felt her emotions ease a lot, and she glanced at Grace.

However, Grace was obviously not as honest as imagined. The girl glanced sideways at the mirror that reflected her serious face.

Did he intend to smash the mirror and stab his heart when I wasn't paying attention?

Absolutely not.

Thanks to Grace, I wore her nightgown before going to bed tonight. The pure white satin wrapped my upper body softly and tightly, and the lace hem hung down to my thighs.

There is a black ribbon in the center of the waist to bind the waist.

Under the girl's surprised gaze, Afro pulled out the ribbon neatly.

Grace also seemed to realize something.

"It seems to be getting better."

As she spoke, she forced herself to stand up from the ground, endured the pain and stomped the ground with her feet, pretending that she was safe and sound.

"Let's go, the puppet is coming."

Afro saw through it at a glance, and the corners of her mouth drooped in her depressed mood.

Because of anger, the wrists that were as easily broken as the branches of a crabapple tree were roughly crossed together.

Grace lowered her eyes to the silk ribbon in her hand, "Are you so worried?"

The action of wrapping the ribbon in circles was filled with anger. Afro glared at him coldly, "I know what you want to do, don't even think about it!"

The girl's eyebrows twitched slightly.

The cold face was flushed, not sure if it was because of the anger after the quarrel or because of the blood rushing from the nervousness, but his cheeks were red against his pale face.

Just like a delicate flower destroyed by wind and rain.

Did I hurt her? She was so afraid of pain, yet she wanted to live and die.

"If you do what you want, it will hurt a hundred times more than this."

Even though he said this, Afro couldn't help but slightly slow down the strength in his hands.

As if teaching a child a lesson, Afro lowered his mouth and said seriously, "Do you understand?"

Grace rolled her eyes slightly and ignored her.

Afro pursed his lips and said it again loudly, "I know, do you hear me?"

Grace turned her face away and leaned against the wall, remaining silent and cold, as if she was angry about her bound wrists placed in front of her abdomen.

The sound of mechanical force approaching step by step came creepily along the mirror corridor, and about three hundred meters away was the staircase.

The puppet is coming up.

Now they had to get to the exit of another circular corridor and avoid the puppets. There was no time to lose.

Afro's brows tightened, she squatted down, and touched Grace's slender calf with her elbow.

"I'll carry you on my back for now. I won't use method two until the last minute."

Although she was a little embarrassed, Grace still put her thin body on Afro's back.

Afro took the opportunity to hold the girl's hips with both hands.

Because her wrists were tied, Grace could only use her hands to tie around Afro's neck like a knotted rope.

The girl's soft and light body placed all its weight on Afro.

Like a quiet and well-behaved rabbit, he had no choice but to rest his chin lightly on his left shoulder.

Afro felt that his heart, which was pounding and almost speeding up while he was running, seemed to be wrapped by something soft.

Unlike any other emotion, this is a feeling of simply wanting to protect someone.

Occasionally, Grace would rub against you like a cute pet, tickling your heart.

Afro could hear the girl's warm breath in his ear, and he could imagine Grace whispering in his ear.

"How much magic power do you have now? Or do you have any other magic?"

Afro thought for a moment and replied, "If... I can just use the small magic bullets to shatter all the glass on the fourth floor, it should be no problem. Although I can't use advanced magic, I have the blessing of the goddess and can use some secret methods."

The amount of mana consumed depends on the level of magic.

If one wanted to smash the glass, the magic power required was only equivalent to that of a small stone, which was not too difficult for Aphrodite.

"Secret method?"

"Magic bullets are ineffective against puppets, but I can use secret techniques to create a confined space to stop the puppets... However, it's useless. It requires concentration, so it will stand there like a stake, and can only last for two minutes at most."

Grace frowned and suggested, "Then let's try to blow it up first..."

So, Afro ran while carrying Grace on his back and used magic bullets.

With a crackling sound, in an instant, the mirror that occupied about one-fifth of the circular mirror corridor behind him shattered.

The rustling lenses looked like falling, sparkling snowflakes, scattered all over the ground.

Grace clearly heard Afro's breathing becoming a little breathless, and her steps involuntarily slowed down a lot.

Gently rubbing Afro's lower neck with her hands around her neck, Grace couldn't help but ask with concern, "Are you okay?"

"No...it doesn't matter."

Afro was obviously trying hard to hold on, and even her answering voice became weak amidst her disordered breathing.

Grace could even imagine the burning sensation in her throat.

Although her steps slowed down, once the girl passed a certain point in the corridor, all the lenses behind her would suddenly shatter under the attack of the magic bullets.

The noisy sound of the lens drowned out the cold mechanical sound that represented death.

He had run three quarters of the way through the corridor, which was about a kilometer in diameter, and was about to shatter all the glass on the fourth floor—"Shua!"

The loud sound of breaking air was mixed with the crisp sound of glass cracking, and with a bang, a fierce fist wind shattered the crystal guardrail beside him.

Grace's pupils opened wide, and suddenly she felt a stinging pain on her face. The splashing crystal blocks scratched her cheek, leaving a red blood mark one centimeter below the end of her eye.

"Aphrodite, the puppet is here!"

"I know……"

Afro gritted his teeth and ran for his life, holding the girl's hips tightly with his hands.

Because he was trying too hard, his nails dug into his palms and blood was dripping.

She never thought of giving up Grace.

"How about taking a gamble?"

Afro was exhausted and had difficulty even speaking a word, but he forced a stubborn syllable out of his throat.

"Do not……"

Afro's body was a little dazed as she ran in numb pain, but her consciousness was exceptionally clear.

If all the mirrors on the fourth floor explode and no magical connection is found... then climb over the crystal railing and jump down from the corridor, then use levitation to support your body.

There was another loud sound of glass breaking.

Afro shattered all the mirrors on the fourth floor.

The fierce and powerful punches behind him are constantly attacking.

Goddess, this is the last hope...

Aphrodite's heart was about to be overloaded, and she couldn't help but pray anxiously to the goddess in her heart.

There is no magical connection to the illusion behind the mirror on the entire fourth floor.

But when the last piece of glass shattered, the crystal pillar seemed to be inspired by some mysterious force, and it emitted a dim blue light.

At the entrance of the corridor on the fourth floor, connecting to the platform on the fifth floor, a strange hexagram magic light array suddenly appeared!

Saved!

"Is that a magical connection to the illusion?"

Grace's voice also had a hint of joy when she asked the question.

Exhausted, Afro had no strength to speak. She nodded and ran quickly towards the corridor entrance.

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!

Even though my legs felt like they were amputated, every part of my body was resisting running.

As long as we get closer to the platform on the fourth or fifth floor, as long as we reach the magic connection...

It was only a distance of 100 meters, but Afro ran like a madman, using up all his remaining strength.

After this is over... I won’t run for a year!

Thump, thump, thump. Every time I lifted my feet, the muscles in my legs felt as painful as if thousands of steel needles were piercing my fingernails, and my ears made a sharp tinnitus in protest.

But Afro didn't dare to stop, because the mechanical sound representing death and danger was getting closer and closer.

Afro had even imagined how it would block the narrow staircase...

Turn the corner, then turn up, and then you can...

The light in Afro's eyes suddenly dimmed.

In front of the hexagram magic circle surrounded by blue light, a huge puppet was sleeping.

It was almost identical to the puppet that was chasing them, except without the blue gemstone, and its massive body took up almost the entire length of the three-meter-wide staircase.

Swish, the originally dim glass beads slowly flashed a dangerous and desperate red.

The sharp arm sword glowed with a cold light, and the ruthless steel legs moved slightly with a click.

"Grace, we've fallen into a trap!"

Afro's heart suddenly turned cold, as if it had fallen into the deepest and coldest bottom of the sea, heavy and hopeless.

She looked back, and in the small corner of the staircase the sound of steel echoed - another puppet had caught up.

It's a dead end now.

His breathing became rapid after running, and his heart was beating violently as if he was dying, giving out the hope of survival.

Grace began to twist her body uncomfortably behind him, her voice more panicked than ever before.

"Afro, listen to me. Now is the time... to take a gamble! There is no way back."

No, there is a way out.

Afro put Grace down, and could no longer tell whether her muscles were shaking from excessive exertion or from the fear of death.

She looked up at the doll that was about to wake up, and Grace kept searching for the dagger at the girl's waist...

"Hurry up, give me the dagger, Afro!!!"

'When the world was first created, the gods wanted to put out the fire, but the goddess alone lifted the fire high and spread it to the world.'

Afro took a calm and trembling step forward, interlaced the fingers of her hands, and silently prayed in her heart.

'There is no trace of gods left in the world, but faith remains forever.'

She stood there, the forbidden red light flowing over the girl's body.

'Your burdens will become gifts, and your sins will light the way ahead.'

The giant puppet that had just awakened was suddenly surrounded by countless threads of light, blocking out everything.

"Aphrodite..."

She could hear the princess's impatient voice, but Afro had already made up her mind.

She exhaled a trembling breath, and her sacred voice seemed to be a final farewell, and she whispered:

"Grace, I command you - move forward and don't look back!"

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It feels so hard to write TT