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

Perlis can't lose Carly.

"Next...next time, next time I'll take you with me!" Perlis' eyes were filled with tears of grievance, "I...I'm not afraid of you being a burden! It doesn't matter, I'll protect you..."

"Alright, alright, I told you it's okay, don't panic," Carly patted Perlis' back gently, "It's okay...it's okay, it's okay..."

"Woo..."

Pearlis let out a brief whimper, then responded with a tight hug to Carly.

This little white flower...how come she has become so clingy...I can't go on like this.

"Little White Flower is like a little wife...crying and crying...so useless..."

Carly comforted her with a wry smile, thinking that she was the one who almost stepped into the gate of hell, so why did she have to comfort her? It was the other way around...

......

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

After comforting her for a while, Perlis finally calmed down. She helped Carly stand up and wiped away the excess tears from her eyes.

Now that we're safe now, at least everything's fine.

"But, what on earth happened just now...?"

Carly recalled the time when Perlis fought the Great Prophet. She was surrounded by red arcs of factor energy, and the sword she slashed out seemed to be endowed with at least ten times more powerful factor energy than usual. Logically speaking, this shouldn't happen...

After all, no matter how powerful a butterfly knife is, it still needs a factor energy container. Without a container, how can it possibly unleash such powerful factor energy?

"I...I don't know either," Perlis looked at the butterfly knife in her hand. The factor energy on it was now as dull as water. "Just now...just now, I was very angry. I don't know why, I just..."

Perlis looked at Carly, and Carly seemed to get some emotion from those blood-red eyes: neither complacency about power nor pride.

That's fear.

Carly didn't know why Pearls could suddenly release such explosive power. This was not in her knowledge. If even her knowledge could not explain it clearly, then probably few people could explain it clearly.

"Okay, anyway, this isn't important right now," Carly changed the subject, "Little White Flower, you're here now, which means Georgeson is dead, right?"

"The situation was a little...unexpected, but judging by the outcome, yes."

"That's strange. The Prime Minister is dead... but they are attacking the old town instead. Why is that..."

"I know," Perlis said, "It's hard to explain, but for some reason, the puppet army is now controlled by Zachamos, and it is his will to attack the old city."

"So that's how it is..." Carly seemed to be thinking about something. "In that case, we can just go find Pace directly. With the giant armor I made for him, he will definitely win. We will go there in advance and wait for him to arrange for us to take the [Wasteland Line] to leave."

Carly analyzed calmly, but didn't notice that Pearlis' eyes flickered.

"Even if he fails, now all the puppet troops have gone to attack the old city, and Zacamos has been seriously injured. Taking this opportunity, we can directly break through the defense line and force our way to the [Wasteland Line]..."

"Wait...wait..."

"According to Pace's description, the Black Boxing King is not as strong as you. Even if there are ten of them, we still have a chance..." Carly was thinking, and suddenly realized what Perlis had just said, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"us..."

Pearlis seemed to be struggling with something. It took her a while to make up her mind and she looked at Carly with a firm gaze.

"We have to help Ashlia."

"Huh?" Carly looked as if she had seen a ghost. "Helping the royal government? Why?"

"because..."

"Georgeson is dead, and Pace has gone to fight the Black Boxing King for the final time," Carly stated clearly, "Logically, our deal with Ryan is over, and there is no longer any interest relationship between us, right?"

"Yes...yes, but..."

"If we help them, we might run into Zacamos again. The risk will be huge. You should know that, right?"

"I know."

"They don't welcome you either. Remember what Ryan said to you?" Carly's voice gradually increased. "Even so, are you still going?"

The ice-blue eyes looked at the blood-red eyes, and Perlis's expression was a little confused, as if even she herself didn't know why she decided to help Ashlia.

Facing Carly's gaze, Perlis swallowed lightly and spoke again:

"Yes, I'm going to help her."

Carly looked at Perlis's expression. She looked very serious. A lot of things must have happened along the way.

Stupid little white flower, you don’t have to care about so many things.

Carly sighed softly, her icy eyes opened and closed, her middle finger intersected with her thumb——

"Okay, I'll listen to you. You have to explain it to me later."

With a snap of fingers, countless ice-blue dots of light appeared around the two.

"[Little Brids], build the shortest path."

......

"Ahhhh!"

"Bam—"

"boom--"

On the battlefield divided by white smoke, Ryan raised the sword in his hand and madly killed every soldier in front of him.

Since the surprise attack by the royal government killed the puppet army commander at the rear of the battle line, the situation has improved. As the troops attacking the wall gradually fell into chaos, the gate of the Pershipens Wall was also opened, and countless soldiers from the old city joined the battle, forming a double-sided situation for the puppet army.

Soon, the last puppet soldier died under Ryan's sword and became motionless.

"Uh-huh..."

Ryan pulled the sword out of the man's chest, then wiped the bloody tip of the sword on the soldier's uniform and put it around his waist.

"Report the battle situation!" Ryan roared.

"Sir, everyone is dead. The siege facilities and artillery positions are under our control. We have won."

The lurkers immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The defending forces suffered heavy casualties, but they eventually won the head-on battle with the puppet army.

Well, it’s actually a two-way battle.

Ruiyin had thought of this situation a long time ago, so he set up a base in the courtyard. If the puppet army really attacked the city, they could launch a surprise attack from the rear, which would give them a chance of victory.

However, there are still two doubts before Ryan.

First, no matter how he was controlling the puppet army, how could he be so stupid as not to prevent this situation? The royal government had been mainly using guerrilla tactics after retreating into the wall, so how could it attack the wall directly without eliminating the external strongholds?

Second, the number of puppet troops should be far more than this. There are too few people here.

Ruiyin frowned and looked around the ruined battlefield. Due to the bombing, the entire battlefield was full of pits and there were many unextinguished flames burning.

The soldiers around him were celebrating, but Ryan was not very optimistic about the current situation.

Perhaps there is a bigger conspiracy behind the current situation.

As if to confirm Ryan's guess, suddenly, an explosion was heard from a distance.

"boom--"

Ryan turned around, and everything he saw made him pale in comparison——

"what?"

Along with the rising flares, a large group of dark soldiers covered the horizon. Their size was almost twice that of the siege force just now. The same siege tools, the same equipment, and more soldiers.

Could it be that the purpose of all this is——

"Retreat!! Retreat quickly!!"

Ryan's face suddenly became extremely ferocious. Yes, he was fooled.

Why eliminate them one by one? After just one feint, Ryan obediently handed over all his cards.

All the guerrillas lurking in the atrium have gathered here. Now, they just need to march forward with their army and everything will be settled.

It is the failure of the Wang government.

"Go back inside the wall and close the gate! Stop them!! All the stalkers, follow me!!"

This is the only way. We must reduce the losses first, even if it means sacrificing ourselves, to buy time for retreat.

Facing the mighty army, the former royal guard of the Grau Yad Kingdom drew out the long silver sword.

He grasped the heavy hilt of the sword with one hand, pointing it at the thousands of soldiers, his aging face revealing an unshakable determination.

"Take the Morning Star as your guide!! (Wang Guoyu)"

...END...

Interlude) For whom are the fireworks extinguished? No Flames to burn

"The long night is coming, for whom will the fireworks be extinguished?"

——"Forbidden Words: The Old Testament"

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Fourteen Years Ago - La Vatino

......

"Are you ready?"

"Um..."

"What's wrong, little Sharduo, are you worried about something?"

"I..."

In the dressing room, Sharduo looked at the princess in front of her with a little hesitation and swallowed nervously.

In ten minutes, the friendship meeting between the government of Grau Yad and the great family of La Watino, the Sharp Knife Lion, will begin. Although it is called a friendship meeting, both parties know that this is an important meeting that will determine the future transfer of power.

The clock on the wall ticked slowly, and every time the second hand moved, Sharduo felt a little more panic in her heart.

Looking at the nervous Sharduo, Ashlia smiled gently.

"It's okay, you can tell me."

"I...it's nothing... Princess," Sharduo shook her head and gave a very forced smile, "Maybe I...I think this is not the occasion where I should appear..."

"Oh? Little Sharduo is my cupbearer."

"But... this is a meeting of great nobles. How can I, a commoner,..."

"Don't make a mistake, little Sharduo," Ashlia playfully tapped Sharduo's nose, "The place where the cupbearer should appear is indeed not the meeting of the great nobles."

"You should appear beside the princess~"

Ashlia blinked her right eye gently, still with that gentle smile on her face. Sharduo blushed slightly, turned her head away gently, and coughed.

"Ahem... Princess... I understand..."

"Well, be good, be good," Ashlia continued to tidy up Sharduo's clothes, "Come, let me tie a knot for you!"

Ashilia fiddled with Sharduo's collar, her hands, which belonged only to a princess, slowly fiddling with the silk. Sharduo felt as if she was holding her breath in her throat, not daring to breathe.

Almost half a month had passed since she boarded the royal train and became the princess's cupbearer. During this half month, she followed Eshilia around La Vatino in a carriage to learn about the city and act as her guide.

During the journey, Aisilia was surprised at the dilapidated old town and felt unbelievable at the luxury of the upper town. However, Sharduo, who followed behind her, had already gotten used to this huge difference and could only sigh helplessly.

Half a month ago, news came from the front that [Attack King] Rosedes Yad Pershipns had died in battle. After his death, all the allies of the [World Alliance] surrendered and signed an armistice with the Academi Federation. Thus, the war to conquer the Tower of Babel ended in failure, and the tower was finally built, standing on every horizon of the Ademir continent.

Sharduo didn't know how Eshilia felt when she learned that her father had died in battle. It was only after she became the cupbearer that she learned this news, which was not yet known to the people of La Vatino. When she was with Eshilia, she was always gentle and kind, and no other emotions could be seen.

To be a princess, one must be a very powerful person... thinking so, Sharduo's admiration for Ashlia increased even more.

"Okay, that's it!"

Ashlia looked at Sharduo's collar with great pride: a light golden silk scarf tied into a bow, softly sticking to Sharduo's chest, looking very cute.

"Why another bow, Your Highness?" Sharduo smiled helplessly, "Are there no other options?"

"Of course it's a bow! Don't you think bows are pretty?" Ashlia said as if it was a matter of course. "It has to be a bow, right?"