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

The words Heda said to Reinhardt were like a spell, and no matter how she persuaded or begged, she could not win back Reinhardt's heart.

I could only watch him remove his armor bit by bit and push open the heavy stone door that was emitting a hot breath, burning red, and filled with an ominous aura.

Until the figure completely disappeared from the stone gate.

Then, there was another wailing, a hoarse wailing.

When the Faded One came out again, there were already finger-like fiery carbonized marks on his body, and in the depths of his red-orange eyes, a maddening fire was quietly burning.

After that, she left.

Left Reinhardt's side.

But when she turned around again, the golden tree had been burned by flames, and the only remaining half of the thick trunk was filled with a raging fire that dyed everything the color of flames.

The ominous mad fire burned the sky, the earth, and all living things in the border areas until everything was reduced to ashes and burned into nothingness.

And she, holding the black knife that carries the complete destiny of death, meets Reinhardt again.

He sat on the throne of the King of Elden, his head gone, replaced by a terrifying ball of fire.

In the flames, she felt Reinhardt's faint smile and a look of contempt for all living beings.

The Faded One, whom she once favored the most, has now become the King of Chaos.

Wherever it goes, no grass grows; wherever it reaches, there is no living creature.

On the borderland that was burned into nothingness, Reinhardt became the only living being and the only king.

Then she walked forward step by step, and the blade in her hand ignited with fireworks filled with death.

But she woke up at this point in the dream. This dream was really too terrifying for her.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that everything was intact.

However, the noise she made also woke up Reinhardt from his sleep. He slowly sat up, holding the large jellyfish pillow that had returned to its blue color in his arms.

While rubbing his sleepy eyes, he asked hazily, "Melina, what happened?"

"...nothing."

Melina didn't tell him, but just shook her head slightly.

Reinhardt also nodded, not quite understanding what was said.

But in fact, he had already woken up just now, and even felt the change in Melina's aura. He chose to wake up only when it became stable again.

It was very strange, really very strange. He had never seen such a change in Melina's temperament before.

It felt... a bit like the first time he saw the black knife forged through a ritual, but different. It was a more dangerous and pure aura, an aura that made him instinctively feel disgusted and away from it.

That is the purest form of death.

He was certain that if he didn't resist the aura Melina had just emitted, he would definitely be killed.

The destined death... is truly terrifying.

Just the breath it exudes makes people tremble, a fear that comes from the soul.

How would he face Malycus, who was in charge of the destined death?

He felt nothing in the game, but here he truly felt the horror of destined death.

There must be a battle between him and Malycus, and it is unavoidable.

"It seems... after I go to the Holy Tree and deal with Marennia's problem, I have to go back to the academy and ask those two ancient dragon king lolis what to do..."

Those two lolis have lived for so long, there must be a way.

He thought so as he gently rubbed Kurara in his arms.

"...Rhine, can you promise me something?"

Just then, Melina's voice suddenly caught his attention.

Looking up, he saw Melina staring at him seriously. Then she slowly said, "...I hope you can promise me that you will never approach Mad Fire. Please don't become the King of Chaos... I beg you."

Melina's face showed an unprecedented solemnity and seriousness.

227. Confrontation between the thrones (6.2K)

"Of course I will never become the King of Madness. I swear by the glory of the Knights of Kalia." Reinhardt said solemnly.

He doesn't want the world to be destroyed yet, and he still wants to be with his family and friends.

But... Mad Fire? Chaos Lord?

Reinhardt was a little confused as to why Melina suddenly mentioned this.

But when I saw her fair face with a little baby fat, full of pain, a few strands of hair stuck to her slightly wet temples, and sweat slowly dripping down that had not yet dried up, I finally understood.

It must be a nightmare, right?

"...Thank you, Rhine, for agreeing to my unreasonable request."

Melina bowed her head deeply to express her gratitude.

"Ah, no need to be like that. This isn't a big deal. Besides, destroying the border isn't my goal."

Reinhardt waved his hand seriously, but secretly complained in his heart.

However, when expressing gratitude, shouldn't you show your O-style?

He doesn't even know this little rule. He's really a blockhead.

He subconsciously rubbed the big jellyfish pillow in his arms twice, and his injured little heart was immediately satisfied.

Well, Kurala is still better. She feels soft and great to the touch.

"Master, Master... please don't touch me like that... it's itchy..."

"..."

The giant jellyfish in his arms suddenly made a sound. He stopped and looked down. He didn't know when the giant jellyfish in his arms had turned pink again.

Pink is a rare color among soul jellyfish.

Generally, they are normal blue which is non-hostile and red which is hostile.

He seemed to have only seen this kind of feeling on Kurara's body, and the temperature was much higher than before, warmer.

That’s so weird… touch it a couple more times.

He rubbed it a few more times subconsciously.

"No, don't do this, Master..."

Now Kurala was like a big light bulb, emitting soft light that dispelled the darkness around her, which was more useful than a campfire or a lantern.

"Well, touch it twice more..."

Finally, under Kurara's begging for mercy, which was almost like crying, he finally stopped and fell back.

"Forget it, let's go to sleep. We have to travel tomorrow."

With his arms fully stretched out to the sides, he lay on the grass with his arms wide open, and even raised his head to invite Melina:

"Want to come together?"

He was laughing and joking with his own ashes in the last second, and lying on the ground ready to sleep in the next second. The speed of this change made Kurara and Melina a little stunned.

"...No, that's not necessary."

After a moment's consideration, Melina chose to reject his proposal and lay back on the blanket with her back to him, pulling her robe around her body as a blanket.

Seeing this, Reinhardt shrugged without any intention of forcing it.

"Ok."

"Bang!" With a dull thud, the back of his head made intimate contact with the soft grass again.

Looking up at the night sky in front of me and the tall and illusory pure white flag in the distance, listening to the chirping of insects in my ears, my eyes gradually closed and I fell asleep.

But what he didn't know was that after he fell asleep, a small doll appeared under Melina's robe and was gently held by her. The doll was about 70% similar to Melina.

Although the workmanship is a bit rough, it is inexplicably cute.

This was the gift Melina was going to give to Reinhardt, as a gift to fulfill the promise of accompanying her on the journey for so long, but until now she had not found the opportunity to give it to him.

To be exact, she didn't know when to give it to the other party...

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The next morning, the golden tree bloomed again with dazzling light, illuminating the entire border area.

They got up very early and as soon as dawn broke they rode on their well-fed and well-drinking torettos and continued their journey.

Walking into the city along the broken path, there was no obstruction at all, not even a patrolling soldier. Only some skinny people with tattered clothes, but still elegant, wandering around, searching for usable things and food in the mud.

It seems that these guys were ruthlessly driven out by Mungert and are wandering here barely surviving.

However, their arrival was also discovered by this group of nobles, who immediately fled in panic the moment they saw them.

Although the speed was slow, one could still see the fear in their hearts.

It's ridiculous that the nobles who were once high and mighty now live worse than dogs.

Reinhardt had no mercy and no intention of taking action. Instead, he passed by these guys as they fled and went deeper into the royal city.

However, the outer city area no longer has the prosperity and bustle of the past. It is filled with dead silence and desolation, without a single sound.

Only a gentle breeze blew, gently caressing the tattered flags that stood firm on the ground.

The market in the outer city area has now become a relic of war. From the weapons stuck in the ground, it can be seen that countless heroes and knights have been defeated here.

A large number of broken siege weapons were randomly discarded on the scorched land and gradually weathered away.

Or buried in a deep pit, burned to rubble, with tall, thick arrows stuck in it.

It is hard to imagine what kind of weapon can shoot such a thick arrow. This arrow may be able to penetrate several golem guards.

The surrounding area and the charred land were covered with white flowers and golden weeds, and at first glance it seemed as if autumn was in full swing.

The chalk city with high walls, surrounded by countless knight statues, stood there, bathed in the glory of the golden tree.

However, the towering city walls surrounding it were riddled with broken gaps, which destroyed the majestic shock and added a bit of broken beauty.

Judging from the situation here, although the situation in the first Battle of Rodel was tense, it did not seem to be tragic.

It is completely incomparable to the situation in the outer city.

But one thing seems a little strange.

When passing by the wreckage and brushing past the wandering dignitaries, Mungat's clone, the [evil omen demon] Markit, did not appear.

I clearly had the impression that when I passed by here, that old guy would definitely appear...

Moreover, he had caused such a big commotion in the Volcano Residence. Based on Mungert's intelligence capabilities, there should have been a large number of patrol guards deployed here.

But let alone the patrolmen, even the golem guarding the paths leading to the inner city had disappeared.

It was as if someone had deliberately transferred all the troops here and started defending the inner city.

Although he was not sure about the situation at the main gate at this time, the scorched earth area in the outer city was indeed like that.

Although there is a saying in the military strategy of the previous life that "War is the art of deception", there is even a saying about the empty city plan.

But based on the border area and his understanding of Mongget, he couldn't pull such a trick.

"...What's wrong?"

Seeing him stop and look serious, Melina asked.

"...Nothing, let's continue on our way."

He shook his head, put away his solemn expression, put on a smile, and took Melina through the scorched earth area. He found a staircase leading to a higher place on one side and prepared to pass through the ruined village.

While clearing out the dead borns along the way, they headed towards the back gate of the inner city of King Rodel.

It's just a good opportunity to verify my guess.

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night.