People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

The most important thing is, don’t show that kind of smile on my face!!!

It will give you nightmares!!!

He just couldn't hold it in.

It's really annoying.

However, now is not the time to worry about this. The moment Ashimi retreated behind him, he swung down the 40-meter-long sword in his hand.

"Great, Kalia!!!"

The soldiers naturally discovered the magical sword condensed by Reinhardt. Some of them still rushed forward without hesitation, while others planned to retreat and flee in all directions.

But no matter what he did at this time, it was too late, the 40-meter-long sword blade had already fallen.

Boom——

The earth trembled slowly, the soldiers were annihilated by the sword light, and the ground was ruthlessly torn apart along with the city gate, as easy as tearing thin paper.

Clusters of runes emitting golden light continued to gather towards him, shining like a golden body.

And this huge city of Stonewell once again lost its gates.

Just like the time of the Broken War.

The last time, the gate was destroyed by Reinhardt's nuclear explosion, and this time it was the same, but the power was very small and it only demolished the gate, but did not penetrate the castle.

"Haha, I haven't seen you in a thousand years. I didn't expect you to still be so reckless when you take action."

Looking at the spectacular scene before him, Ashimi chuckled softly.

"Huh? What did you say?"

He suddenly heard Ashmi laugh and couldn't help asking.

Although I heard the other person laugh, I couldn't hear clearly what he was muttering.

"Sister Ashimi said..."

"...I didn't say anything, little Krala. Big sister didn't say anything."

Kurara, who was floating up and down in the air, was about to speak when she was interrupted by Ashimi with a smile. She returned to her normal state and walked slowly to Kurara's side with her long legs and whispered.

The golden afterglow shines on Ashmi, making her look so sensational.

The black clothes complement the fair skin.

The long silver hair spread out casually was so gorgeous even under the glow of the golden tree.

But I just don’t know what these two people are talking about.

The only thing we know is that the two seemed to have reached some consensus. Before Reinhardt could react, Ashmi walked up, held his cheeks and kissed him.

That familiar cold touch came again.

The soft silver hair brushed gently across his chest, causing a slight tingling sensation.

"Ah, Sister Ashimi is so open-minded!"

The panicked little jellyfish waved its tentacles and pretended to cover its eyes.

In fact, he was secretly peeking.

After a moment, Ashmi had returned to his body again.

Reinhardt was lost in thought as he savored the familiar feeling of strength.

It feels so familiar...

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

When he was stunned, Kurala floated over and stretched out her tentacles to gently stroke his face with concern.

"nothing."

Reinhardt shook his head and gave up thinking, then pulled Krala out and held her in his arms.

"Okay, it's time for us to go."

"Mmm... Master..."

Kurara moaned shyly, but the tentacles were still wrapped around his body obediently.

The two set off towards the city of Stonewell.

"...It's not the time, at least not yet."

Ashimi, who had returned to Reinhardt's body, smiled frivolously.

Marika, who was living in Ashmi's body, couldn't help but look forward to Reinhardt's surprised expression when he saw her again.

"Hehe, my lovely little bedmate..."

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Stoneville City.

A strong wind blew through the city, blowing up the fallen leaves in front of the courtyard.

Without the patrolling soldiers, everything was quiet and dead, like a dead city.

Along the way, Reinhardt had seen countless corpses wrapped in black cloth, in the magai, in the kitchen corner, and even in the library.

The bodies of the faded ones had their limbs cut off and were discarded at random, left to rot, surrounded by countless Indian bees.

The dining room that once leaned against the kitchen, where he and Godwin once toasted each other, has now become a slaughterhouse.

The dying worker was numbly dismembering the body. The broken limbs and arms were hanging on hooks, dripping with blood.

In the center of the hall, beneath the portrait of Gefulei, a nobleman was walking around holding a sword and shield. Just as Roderica said, he looked like a giant spider.

Of course, the limb-reattaching nobleman was unable to stop his steps. He tore his body into pieces in a few seconds, and all the reattached limbs were torn off by him, turning him into a human pig like a bee pupa.

And in the next room, the remains of Roderica's companions were found, being eaten by wild dogs.

Among the shattered remains he found a brooch wrapped in a red velvet cloth.

This is all that remains of these bodies.

There was a pale white soul floating above it, as if begging him for something.

It's a pity that he is not a spirit trainer and can't understand what these souls are saying at all, but he can guess roughly.

Maybe, he just wanted him to give the relic to Roderica?

And Roderica has the talent of a psychic and can understand what they are saying.

"Master, this [Golden King] Greg is so cruel. It's because of him that Sister Roderica became like that..."

Krala said this while looking at the pile of corpses, her voice filled with pity and sadness.

This Greg is simply hated by everyone. How many Faded Ones did he have to capture to turn Stonewell City into such a miserable state?

Hundreds? Thousands?

Simply unimaginable.

And as if he was on guard against something, this guy also deliberately cut off the bridge leading to the Prince's Chapel, making it impossible to go over or come over from there.

Like an isolated island.

"Ah, I know. Greg... He has fallen and tarnished Godwin's name. If Godwin were still alive, he would probably have killed this son with his own hands, right?"

Unlike Krala's compassion and sadness, Reinhardt remained calm and responded calmly.

Given Godwin's temper, if he saw this, he would definitely kill Greg, the rebellious son, with his own hands.

He actually embarked on such an evil path.

What was lost was not just Godwin's people, but the glory of the entire Golden Dynasty.

Greg has completely tarnished the reputation of the Golden Dynasty.

It seems that he didn't do a thorough job of pruning the branches, causing the tree to grow crooked again.

"Don't worry, Krala. I won't let Greg off easily this time."

"Well, come on, Master! Teach this bad guy a lesson!"

With Kurara's encouragement, he packed up his belongings and left this hell on earth.

Prepare to head down.

Because he didn't see any trace of Roger in the church above, maybe he went downstairs to find Godwin's face?

There was a foul stench beneath the city of Stonewell, the smell of corruption.

Along with the smell of death, there was a stench of rotting garbage, the stench of rats and the decaying corpses, a combination of several smells.

"Master, the environment here is so bad."

"Oh, it's really bad."

He also really dislikes the environment here.

Not only does it smell bad, but there is no light.

If I hadn't picked up a portable flashlight, I would have been pitch dark.

Not only that, there are also a group of rats half the size of a person hiding here, crawling in the corner and staring at them hungrily, as if looking for an opportunity to tear them to pieces.

"Otherwise, Kurara, you should go back first." Reinhardt suddenly suggested.

This made Kurara stunned.

"Eh? Master, is this really possible?"

"Well, Lu, I'll go alone from now on. There's no need to drag you along to suffer with me. I'll call you out when we get back up there."

"Well...okay then."

After thinking for a moment, Krala agreed, but before leaving, she left a message:

"Master, if you need anything, remember to summon Kurara. Kurara will help you no matter what the situation."

"Yes, I took note of it."

As Krala's figure disappeared, he was the only one left in this dim environment.

Following the guidance of memory, I don’t know how long I walked before I finally found Godwin’s face at the deepest place.

The dark sewer was filled with gloomy air, and on the ground there was a pond like the one in Heze, which smelled faintly.

And in the deepest part of the sewer is where Godwin's face is hidden.

This group of black knives are really inhumane. I don’t know what deep hatred they have with Godwin.

He was supposed to just follow Marika's orders and stab Godwin's kidney, but he actually cut off his face and threw it into the sewer.

And now, that face can no longer be called face.

Under the effects of half-destined death and the blessing of the golden tree, the face skin has become swollen and weird. It is estimated that it will be no problem to use it to install on the city wall to resist attacks.

The branches and vines wrapped around it had turned pitch black. The death thorns that pierced through the city walls and were entangled everywhere came from here.

It is also because of this face that it has become like this.

But what is strange is that there are no dead roots in the city of Stonewell, which is magical.

Not only that, he also found no trace of Roger here.

"Is it because I came too early and Roger didn't come at all?"

If that's the case, then we have to go to the Round Table Hall. D will be there too, and all the grudges will be resolved there.

But, will those two fingers allow him to enter?

Before, Two Fingers regarded him as an enemy and even sent assassins to attack him. There was a blood feud between them.

Just as he was thinking, the earth suddenly trembled, and a huge creature crawled out from the ground and branches and roots, leaping up like a dragon.

It landed heavily on the ground, splashing water.

He was very familiar with this thing, and it was the first time he had seen it since arriving at the border area.