The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

The bright sun completely illuminated the statue of Rosedes, and the statue of [Attack King] looked like a god, shining above the rice fields that were also dyed golden.

For some reason, Perlis didn't seem to hate Ashilia that much anymore. She had always found her annoying and hated her prejudice against her. But when the princess let down her guard, she seemed to see the confused self she once was.

Although I am also confused now, maybe my words can encourage her a little.

"Just keep going towards your goal, just like your father, don't give up," Perlis and Ashilia looked at each other, bloodshot eyes facing golden eyes, "I can't preach... nor can I talk, but... that's it."

Ashilia stared blankly at Perlis who was explaining things to her seriously. The corners of her mouth trembled slightly for a while, and she actually laughed out loud:

"Pfft..."

"Eh?"

"It's okay, I just feel...I feel like you're a little cute," Ashilia grabbed Perlis's shoulders with her hands, looking like she couldn't hold it back, "Maybe I have a lot of misunderstandings about you, I'm sorry."

“…Huh?”

Looking at the smiling Ashlia, Perlis blushed slightly. Sure enough... Sure enough, I shouldn't talk about big principles seriously! She is not good at this at all! So stupid!

"Why...why are you laughing..."

"I just think it's funny when you're talking to me seriously. It's a big contrast to your previous behavior."

Ashlia seemed to be in a much better mood, but she seemed to realize that she was a little too enthusiastic, and she felt a little embarrassed:

"No...I don't mean that I agree with you! Don't get me wrong! It's not that simple!"

"Who... who wants you to agree..."

Perlis felt her face getting hot. In order to cover up her loss of composure, she turned around angrily and walked down the path leading to the courtyard.

"Go...go quickly! There's not enough time!"

"Okay, okay."

Ashilia followed behind Perlis with a happy face, looking at her angry back and continued to joke:

"How about you be my cupbearer? Then I will agree with you."

"No."

"Can I call you Perlis? [Blade of Babel] is too long to pronounce."

"up to you..."

“…”

The inspired princess followed the white-haired girl and left the huge statue. The wind in the courtyard was still bone-chillingly cold, but the sun that was gradually rising in the sky also conveyed its warmth to everyone on earth, wrapping them all in this divine gaze.

......

7) "Taking the Morning Star as a Guide" (Part 3)

"Take away the stupid bacon! Serve the steak!"

"Godfather, for your health, I think..."

"Shut up! [Woodpecker], go and fix the sentry tower. You blockhead! If I find out that a thief climbs over the wall again, I will throw your head like a pompom at the opening of [Shura Field]!"

At Leon's roar, Grace hurried out of the room and closed the door.

"Idiot..." Leon muttered, opening another bottle of wine, "If I had known, I would have left him on the gravel hill to die..."

Leon poured the bright red wine into the glass, then stood up and slowly walked to the window. On the half-closed windowsill stood an old-fashioned dial machine, the roulette wheel was already a little rusty.

As the first rays of morning light passed through the curtains, Leon drank the glass of wine and dialed the phone:

"..."

The call was connected, but there was endless silence on the other end, deep and bottomless. Leon swallowed slightly and then spoke:

"【Blade of Babel】, is it done?"

The silence on the other end of the phone continued for a while, and then a faint voice sounded:

"...Black crows gather, the hunting season has arrived..."

“Okay, okay…I understand,” Leon said impatiently, “Where’s Klein?”

"Dead, the princess died of revenge."

"Princess?" Leon was a little surprised. "Aesiliya Yad Pershipens? She is in the courtyard?"

"She is alone. The [Pure White Flame] has been moved away. She is isolated and helpless."

"Well, in that case, if you meet her, bring her here," Leon stroked his beard thoughtfully, "Since Klein is dead, his plan to replace Georgeson as prime minister has failed, which means..."

"You need a new puppet?"

"What? Do you want to become the king of La Vadino?" Leon suggested.

"No... not interested..."

"I think so too. Then I will have to do it myself," Leon narrowed his eyes and looked out the window. "Before that, the [Royal Government] needs to be completely annihilated. Will this change?"

"No, it won't change.. Klein's death is insignificant.. I just need Georgeson's troops..."

"Then you got what you wanted, Great Prophet," Leon laughed. "Tell me, when you killed him, did he beg for mercy?"

"He tried to reason... You Ursa people always like reason... Black Smoke is unreasonable..."

"Ah...whatever. I hope your black smoke can engulf the truth you hate, [Great Prophet]..." Leon curled his lips, "Bring me Rein's head, and the entire old city...you can use it however you want."

"Just as I thought..."

"Are you sure?"

“…”

In the dark room in the atrium, the Great Prophet Zachamos Arichi lifted a corner of the curtain and looked at the street across.

It was a duplex apartment building that looked ordinary, just like the countless apartment buildings in the atrium.

But in Zachamos's vision, it was just a mess of lines in the darkness, meaningless.

"No..I can't fail..."

Zachamos took a deep breath from the brass pipe and exhaled a puff of black smoke.

The smoke turned into a smoke ring, and through the hazy border, a red light flashed in Zachamos' eyes.

"I...saw...their defeat."

......

"That's all right."

Pace lowered his head and looked at Carly who was equipping him with the giant armor. Two light dark circles were embedded in Baizhe's face, and his originally smooth pink long hair became a little messy and was hastily tied into two low ponytails.

How much has she paid these days...

Looking at Carly's tired face, Pace was a little worried:

"Ms. Carly..are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Carly said, without raising her head, testing the data of the [Fighting God], "It's just normal work, no effort."

"But, last night..."

"It was an accident, and it's all right now."

"But..."

Seeing Carly so calm, Pace couldn't let go of his worry at all. Suddenly, he remembered what he saw when he returned to the base last night.

The second game [Shura Field] injured Pace a little. Although he was not unable to walk, he still spent some time at the doctor's place to get bandaged before returning to the base. It was already late at night when he arrived at the base. After a little rest, Pace decided to go find Carly to see if the extremely cool giant force armor had been repaired.

But when he pushed open the door of the workshop, he only heard a scream:

“Aaaaah…!”

I saw Carly lying on the ground in front of the workbench, twitching in pain. She seemed to be trying hard to get up, but the pain was so severe that she couldn't move.

In the corner next to the workbench, there was a half-drunk bottle of blue liquid.

"Miss Carly!"

Pace understood what happened instantly. He ran to the table in two or three steps, helped Carly up from the ground, and fed her the bottle of Vo1d mineral extract.

After finishing the bottle of medicine, Carly finally relaxed. She looked at Pace tiredly, her breath weak:

“Thank...thank you...”

"Ms. Carly, why are you..." Pace's face was filled with horror, and his eyes swept across the workbench. When he saw the hammer used for processing metal, he suddenly realized, "Could it be that you have been using..."

"No...it's okay..." Carly struggled to get up and stood up with the help of the workbench, "I'll be fine after a rest...it's just an accident..."

"Just..an accident..?"

"I'm glad to see you're back alive. You need to rest now," Carly returned to her usual stern self, staring at Pace with her ice-blue eyes, "Go and rest. Now is not the time to worry about me."

Isn't it time to care about...her?

Because of the limitation of tools, Carly, who used the neural current enhancement system to force herself to forge iron, could actually say such words...

Pace felt extremely distressed. He could probably guess why Carly didn't let the soldiers help her with the ironwork: she only trusted her own hands, and as for others, they were unreliable.

That night, Pace seemed to see a side of Carly that was very similar to Perlis, which made him feel a little more pity for Carly. It was rare that he caught a glimpse of the embarrassed posture of the high-ranking person.

"..."

"Okay, now the assembly is complete."

Carly took two steps back and looked at her masterpiece proudly: at this moment, the silver-white exoskeleton armor was covering Pace's body. The masterpiece that Carly called "God Fighter" had perfectly merged with Pace, making his posture more proud.

Pace moved his wrists gently. His first reaction to this new set of giant armor was "light", very light. Although the MK23 "Fighter" is a lighter version of the MK21 "Fortress" without the armor, there is still a sense of lag in movement caused by the inability of the joints and the exoskeleton to synchronize, which leads to the existence of weight. But now, Pace does not feel that this exoskeleton giant armor is a burden on him at all. The silver slender bones fit Pace's body and move perfectly with his every move.

"I tried my best, but due to time and space issues, many functions were not completed," Carly said thoughtfully, "Well...but...how do you feel?"

"Great! Miss Carly," Pace praised while moving his body, "Is there an instruction manual for this...function?"

"I just wrote a copy, you can just read it on the way," Carly handed a small notebook to Pace, who took it and said, "Come on, it's the last game, I also need to... take a rest..."

After handing the notebook to Pace, Carly walked towards her room without looking back. Pace could see that even though she was still trying to pretend that nothing was wrong, she was actually exhausted.

"Ms. Carly!" Pace blurted out, "Thank you for your hard work!!!"

"It's okay..." Carly raised her hand slightly, "I...I'll go take a rest."

While Pace was still looking at Carly's back, a big hand patted his shoulder. He turned around and found that it was Ryan.

"Are you ready? It's the last game."

"Yeah," Pace nodded, "I'm ready."

"Is there any chance of winning?"

"No originally, but now..." Pace moved the new giant force armor, feeling the sharp weapon that Carly had exchanged for sleep these days, "I think I have a great chance of winning."

"Ha, you kid," Ryan smiled and patted Pace on the back, "I thought you were doomed, but I didn't expect you to perform so well. Are you so confident now?"

"Of course!" Pes raised his head, "I am Pes Monarch, the eldest son of the ancient Monarch family, on the snowy peak..."

"It all depends on that pink-haired lady."

"Uh..." Pace drooped, "It seems so..."

"Come to think of it, she hardly talks to anyone here..." Rui Yin said thoughtfully, "She always keeps to herself and doesn't even eat with everyone. Is it because of what happened before..."

"No, it's probably because she's always been like this," Pace smiled helplessly, "very similar to Xiao..and Pearlis."

"Oh, yes, you reminded me that she and that [Blade of Babel] are similar," Ryan nodded, "What is their relationship?"

"What kind of relationship could it be? Just...friends."

"That's a really good friend..." Ruiyin murmured, "I haven't seen someone who would risk his life like this for a friend in a long time."

"Captain, the carriage is ready!" A soldier walked up to Ryan and saluted. "Shall we leave now?"

"Well, let's go."

After Ryan finished speaking, he turned to look at Pace and gave him a questioning look.

"Are you ready?"

"Always be prepared," Pace nodded, "Let's go."