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

He immediately rolled out of bed and followed the footsteps of Swordsman Knox who was leading the way.

The woman walked in front and he followed behind.

The quiet light shines in from the window, illuminating the quiet corridor.

The place the woman took him to was not the cathedral, and they didn't even leave the building, but went straight to a room deep inside.

The woman stopped in front of the room and opened the door for him.

"Please come in, my dear guest. Master Ashimi is waiting for you inside."

He looked at the open door, then looked at the woman, and without hesitation or thinking, he walked in as the woman requested.

But the moment he walked in, there was a thud behind him.

The door was closed by the woman.

And in this room, he met the most unexpected person, the one he should not have met the most.

"...You are...Malika???!!!"

He subconsciously said the figure's name.

I saw that Ashimi, who was supposed to be here, had become another person. He was standing in front of the window, looking into the distance.

Let the light reflected by the fake starry sky shine on her.

The bluish-white light made the woman standing by the window look so sensational.

Her long, sparkling golden hair was braided into a large pigtail and fell on her shoulders, and her black tights complemented her fair skin.

Those golden eyes were so gorgeous even under this fake starlight.

"Although all of this is fake, it's even more beautiful than the real thing. The Knox people's incredible craftsmanship hasn't deteriorated in the slightest even after all this time."

The woman standing by the window sighed.

Then she slowly turned around and looked at him.

"...Long time no see, my lovely little bedmate."

That familiar pure and sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth again, and her eyes revealed a poppy-like temptation. She still seemed to possess both the innocence of an angel and the evil of a devil.

And those familiar words and names...

This is indeed Malika.

She was the Eternal Queen who should have died at the hands of Big Pretender after the Ring was shattered and was hung in a tree to maintain the Ring and the Golden Rule.

"It seems that you are not surprised by my appearance."

Seeing his indifferent expression, Marika crossed her arms, put her jade fingers to her lips, and pretended to be very distressed.

But the smile in his eyes never faded.

However, after hearing Marika's words, he shook his head and said, "No, to be honest, I was surprised, but it was also expected, so I wasn't that surprised."

"That's an interesting statement. Can you tell me about it?"

Under the starlight, Marika stretched out her long legs and walked away from the window with graceful steps. She came to the only big bed in the room, placed her delicate buttocks on it, and patted the bed to signal him to sit down.

"of course can."

Faced with Malika's invitation, he had no intention of refusing and walked straight to her and sat down.

He looked at the woman who had been dead but now appeared before him again.

He could see that although she now appeared in Marika's appearance, her soul was very weak.

Essentially, it still relies on Ashimi's power to manifest.

"It's actually very simple, because I never believed that you would die honestly."

"Oh?"

His words immediately aroused Marika's interest, and she was looking forward to his next words.

And he continued speaking as Marika wished.

"A woman like you who even dares to plot against the Two Fingers and the Supreme Will, I don't believe you would willingly die, so I always thought you would continue to live in a strange way."

"For example, you could use your talent as a spirit trainer to split your soul, then hide somewhere in the border area and quietly observe your achievements."

He was just guessing that the psychic master could split the soul.

After all, this was how Marika, who was supposed to be hanging on the tree, met him in the dream.

However, his words immediately amazed Malika: "...Your guess really surprised me. Anything else?"

"Of course."

He nodded and continued, "It's about Ashmi's performance. From that charming attitude at the beginning to the innocent and lively look now, and his behavior in front of the Knox people, it can be said that he is completely two different people."

"If it's not under your influence or possession, then Ashmi definitely has a split personality."

"But from what we see now, the latter is completely impossible. The former is the truth. Ashmi must be influenced by you, or maybe you are the one who controls him sometimes, right?"

Just like the kiss Ashmi gave me during our first boarding school, it always felt familiar, but it wasn’t until I saw Malika now that I fully remembered it.

Marika has that kind of alluring posture like a succubus, and the elegance in her every move. It can be said that she is the only one like her in the entire border area.

"...You're still as smart as ever, Reinhardt."

This was the first time Malika called him by his name since she entered the door, and the smile on her face completely returned to calm, with only a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, everything was seen through by the young man in front of her who was much younger than her but had experienced a lot.

"clever?"

Hearing this word, his expression became strange, and then he shook his head. "Actually, I'm not very smart. If I were really smart, I would be able to connect these two clues and guess that it was you."

"But obviously, I didn't do it."

Reinhardt shrugged helplessly, "Otherwise, I wouldn't be so surprised."

"Haha, being able to guess this is already quite impressive. Even Shuangzhi hadn't thought of this."

Malika chuckled softly, and her laughter like silver bells echoed in her ears.

But before Marika could laugh for long, he suddenly interrupted and said, "However, since you appear here, in front of me, I just happen to have something to ask you."

"Why did you show up to see me here? You probably want to tell me something, right?"

“There is another most critical issue -

Melina, who is that?"

Without any greetings or any attempt to beat around the bush, he went straight to the point and asked the doubts that had been lurking in his heart.

After all, there was no need for him and Malika to reminisce about the past.

Because apart from being collaborators, they are just sex partners and bed partners.

If they wanted to reminisce about the past, it would have been enough to just have sex with the friend, but Marika didn't do that, so she must have had her reasons.

Just like the last time he took him to watch the live broadcast of the attack on the Royal City of Rodel.

"Haha, what an impatient little man."

Marika chuckled again, but the laughter quickly subsided and turned into a mysterious smile hanging on her lips.

"...Do you really want to know?"

208. Melina with complex ingredients (4.2K)

The eternal starlight of Noklonn shone into the church through the window, illuminating the woman's gauze-like silk scarf, creating a white halo.

The woman was the Night Witch wearing the Twin Crowns.

At this moment, he was kneeling in the deepest part of the church, facing an empty wall, making incomprehensible sounds and words from his mouth.

The melody sounds like a sleep-inducing tune deep in this quiet church.

Behind her, there were several Knox swordsmen standing around to guard her, standing there motionless like sculptures.

Until a faint sound of footsteps broke the strange silence, and the Night Witch stopped chanting.

"...Has that person gone to see Master Ashimi?"

She slowly stood up and asked, then turned around, her beautiful eyes looking at her through the veil.

That person, or to be more precise, Swordsman Knox, was the woman who had led Reinhardt to find Ashmi.

The woman bowed respectfully and said, "It's the High Priest. The man has entered the room and met with Master Ashmi."

"...Well, thank you for your hard work. Next, go and get that weapon, the one located beneath the throne temple."

Hearing the Night Witch's command, the woman's body suddenly trembled. She raised her head and looked at the other party in disbelief. "High Priest, are you talking about the hunting finger knife used to deal with the Supreme Will and its messenger, the two fingers?"

"Yes, that's right. Bring it here and give it to Master Ashimi and that person tomorrow morning."

The Night Witch nodded slowly and spoke in an unquestionable tone.

But the woman couldn't believe that the high priest could make such a decision. She asked in surprise, "Why?"

"High Priest, are you really going to hand over the secret treasure of our Eternal City to that person? Are you really going to let them leave?"

"Excuse my bluntness, High Priest, but we have waited for thousands and even tens of thousands of years beneath this false night sky, simply to ensure the successful completion of the [King-making Plan], and then to support our new king, Ashmi, in our counterattack to the earth, to reoccupy the starry sky, and to welcome our gods."

"I think now is a good time. That person's strength seems quite good, and he was chosen by Master Ashimi. Why not keep them here until Master Ashimi completes his transformation..."

"shut up."

The Night Witch suddenly interrupted the woman.

Although her voice was quiet and calm, it contained a chill that sent a chill down to the soles of one's feet.

The Night Witch glanced at the woman coldly, "...You are overstepping your bounds. Don't forget your responsibilities."

"...I understand, High Priest..."

The woman broke out in a cold sweat, and even the collar of her clothes was wet in an instant.

At that moment, she thought she was dead.

Her answer made the Night Witch nod in satisfaction, then she turned around and looked up through the skylight at the fake starry sky carved on the dome rock wall.

"...Indeed, we have waited countless years....But this time, I have my own plans.

You just need to wait and don't ask any questions, understand?"

"I... understand."

After hearing the answer, the Night Witch's eyes flashed with strange colors as she looked towards the sky.

If Reinhardt were here, he would definitely shout that there is a conspiracy here.

But unfortunately, he is now having a long conversation with Malika, who appears briefly, discussing life.

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Melina, also known as Little Wood, is the last daughter of [Eternal Queen] Marika. She is considered an uncrowned demigod and is also the fire girl who ignited the flames in the cauldron guarded by the fire giant.

The above is all he knows about Melina's life.

Marika's explanation was the same, and he never expected that Melina would come to him and choose him.

But what he said afterwards made Reinhardt confused.

"Are you kidding me?" he asked seriously.

Malika didn't respond, but the look on her face said it all.

She wasn't kidding.

Melina is, in a way, his daughter, but also not.

According to Malika, Melina is made up of a complex lot.

In addition to Marika's own bloodline, Melina not only has his power in her body, but also has a close connection with the Golden Tree. She even has fragments of the former Queen of the Night, and has the destined death in her body as the last insurance.

Marika seemed to have anticipated that after her death, the insane followers would wreak havoc in the borderland again.