Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End

Under the darkness of the night, the black-haired boy stood calmly in front of the huge palace complex, scanning the surroundings silently amid the distant bells.

Suddenly coming from the depths of the empty, desolate plain to this environment full of civilization, ordinary people may feel uncomfortable, but Roja did not respond much. In fact, he also has some expected.

Looking at the magnificent and familiar building in front of him, which he had visited several times before, Roja walked forward. The corridor, and finally reached the familiar door.

"Buzz!"

With the sound of the door shaking and closing, the light shone through the gap in the door to the center of the black-haired boy and gradually spread to both sides, and everything in the room appeared again in the boy's eyes.

between the thrones.

Not long ago, this used to be the place where the black-haired boy and the white-haired witch first met. In this dark place where the flowers bloomed, the two fought each other with wisdom as a weapon, and each gained the victory and defeat, and joined hands again. This is the opportunity to sign a contract.

However, this time, after the door was opened, the witch that the black-haired boy saw was not mysterious and unpredictable, but silent. As for the reason, the black-haired boy knew very well.

Between the thrones at this time, the golden infection has spread, and it gradually extends inward from the corner of the wall. In fact, in the process of entering here, Roja has already seen this familiar light.

Half of the city is already shrouded in this golden light at this time. Since it is not reality here, the collapse of matter has not occurred, but even so, the situation is not optimistic.

When this land is completely dominated by gold, the witch will lose control over the place, and the connection with the black-haired boy will be cut off. The result of this is also obvious.

The contract between Roja and Artasia will be frozen, and the white-haired witch can no longer appear beside him at will, nor can she lend her power until the golden color fades, or the boy who is its carrier collapses and dies. .

Roja had already foreseen this result, but even so, looking at the witch on the throne, the boy was full of guilt for a while.

"As the last face before parting, Lord Hero, your expression really embarrassed me."

On the high platform, the white-haired witch stood up gently, her dark-colored pupils flickered, and her face was a little unhappy, just like a girl who is awkward when quarreling with a couple.

"Abandoning my good advice and making a choice is the hero, right? Do you regret it now?"

"...No, I just feel that some of you have been wronged."

"..."

Hearing the black-haired boy's words, Artasia fell silent, and Roja showed apology on his face.

No matter what era, no matter what race, their kings must be proud, just like the king of giants Gurandal and the king of holy beasts Petra, although they treat Roja, who is a covenant, kindly, but they are essentially indifferent to others. is constant, especially in the face of the enemy.

The witch race, compared with other races in ancient times, had a very special status and authority. It was a race that made all living beings fear and fear. Even the angels who claimed to be the messengers of God did not dare to offend easily. Artasia is the king of witches. , and has high self-esteem.

Being eroded by the power of the king from other races is undoubtedly a shame for it, but due to Roja's reasons, Artasia gritted her teeth and endured these things, and even took the initiative to resist the angelic one. strength.

On the throne, the expression of the white-haired witch who heard Roja's words calmed down a little. She stared at the boy, and the anger in her heart gradually disappeared. After a long time, her eyes turned to one side and said:

"Although I don't agree with the decision that will threaten your own, I have to say that what you did did complied with the contract, and even was in line with my heart."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"contradiction."

On the throne, Artasia showed a rare smile on her face, stretched out a finger and said with bright eyes:

"The conflict between the body that is going to collapse and the heart that wants to save is the so-called conflict between material and spirit. For me, this is a good observation object. Rather, I am looking forward to the result."

"Is that so, should you say that you haven't forgotten your original intention?"

The boy who understood Artasia's thoughts smiled helplessly. It was common for him to be the object of observation of witches, and looking at the boy below, the slight resentment in the witch's heart finally disappeared, and she gave a warning instead.

"The erosion of angelic transformation does not end here. It will continue to deepen after me. When you encounter the enemy, the erosion should have reached the final stage. By then, I am afraid that there will only be Grendal, whose attributes conflict with the most violent ones. It is possible to act, and your enemy may not be as simple as you think."

"......what do you mean?"

"I felt a chaotic atmosphere, full of unknowns, and the results of the divination were not optimistic."

Artasia, who said so, had a serious face, and Roja naturally knew what the witch said and what the divination meant.

As the king of witches, who was synonymous with disasters in ancient times, Artasia could feel the ominous fear of extraordinary things, and the witch's divination was second only to the authority of the goddess of fate.

"Without our help, the gradually weakened body, the people around him are unstable and may become the enemy again at any time.

, as well as the enemy who is coming beyond expectations, hehe, this is really a desperate situation, even compared with historical fragments. "

"Indeed."

"But even so, you won't run away."

Looking at the calm and somewhat helpless young man below, Artasia's face showed a happy smile, she narrowed her eyes lightly, her eyes full of anticipation.

"It's really a big sin to make me suffer this insult, but if I can see a drama that is more interesting than the anger in my heart, then the moment of patience before the opening is nothing, so hero, please work hard. Give Artasia what she wants."

The small and flexible tongue licked her lips lightly, and the white-haired witch caressed her cheeks and squinted her eyes to say so, revealing an inexplicable desire, Roja was unmoved by this, but her support for the witch came from the heart. Thanks.

"Thank you, you said that, I'm really touched."

"Hehe, if you want to get something, you need to give something. It is the same for superhumans in ancient times and now. Depression and joy are also contradictory. I always face this situation. Heroes are really bad-hearted."

"I've always been a bad guy without realizing it."

The black-haired boy raised his mouth and shook his head, then looked at the witch above, teasingly but seriously asked:

"Then, as a bad guy, can you get the beautiful and noble artacia-sama's treasure before leaving for a short time?"

"Oh? Is there anything you want?"

"Well, it's a prop on the stage."

The smiling Roja whispered the desired curse, and the white-haired witch blinked when she heard the words, and slowly raised the corner of her mouth.

"You actually want to give something like this to women. Sure enough, the hero is a bad person, hehe, but it's very interesting, so leave it to me."

Artasia, who heard Roja's request, showed a happy smile, and after a long time, the witch king who completed the request looked at the boy and said goodbye with a smile.

"Then, Lord Hero, it's time to leave, after all... the girls outside are almost at their limit."

"Yes, in order to save the princess, I can only say goodbye temporarily, Her Lady Queen."

"Haha, it's really a rare title, but I quite like it."

The white-haired witch smiled happily, bowed her head slightly and raised her skirt, at the same time everything around the boy began to blur and twist.

"I look forward to the day when we meet again, and wish you a prosperous Wu Yun."

In the witch's heartfelt wish, the boy smiled and nodded, and the next moment Roja's consciousness fell into darkness and returned to the world.

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Before dawn, beside the dark-haired boy who was already sleeping, Noel Hizkrit was experiencing unprecedented torture and contradictions.

In the dark room, the girl who sat up tightly wrapped herself with a blanket, covering her body that was constantly shining. However, in the pupils, the erosion of the golden light continued, and the spreading divinity squeezed the blue. The pupils are also constantly oppressing the girl's personality.

She squinted at Roja, who was sleeping with her back to the girl who completely trusted him. Noelle's eyes flashed a painful look. The hand holding the blanket was getting tighter and tighter, and she was also worried about the decision she had made before. Begin to hesitate.

This evening, in the baptism of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the blond angel once made a decision, that is, if the symptoms of angelization appear again tonight, then he must leave Roja and go to the depths of the plain alone. .

Making such a decision was naturally inconsistent with the girl's current feelings and wishes, but for Noelle, it was the result of no choice, and the opportunity was the moment when the girl lost control in the evening.

In the evening, Noelle's bloodline reaction increased sharply for a time. At that moment, everything in reality seemed to be gone, and blank space appeared in her consciousness again. Although the girl tried her best to suppress the bloodline, but What happened next shocked her.

Noelle couldn't remember the location of the station.

Regarding Noelle's return later, the black-haired boy thought it was due to hunting, but in fact it was because the girl spent a lot of time searching the area before finally finding her home.

Obviously, as an extraordinary person whose physical function and thinking speed are far beyond ordinary people, as a person who has received military training since childhood, Noelle should not and cannot forget his starting point, and more importantly, in that station. And there is that person.

Roja, this is Noelle's closest person after losing the trace of her father, one of the pillars in her heart, and the one who just pulled her out of the abyss. To a certain extent, at this time, Roja was in the girl's The importance in his heart was even more than that of Holy See John in the Holy City, but with such an important existence, Noelle could not remember his location.

Just like people may forget the shops they used to visit, but no one forgets their own homes, Noelle can’t forget where the people close to her are, but the fact is that she really forgot, so the only one. There may only be one.

That is Noelle is becoming no longer Noelle.

At that time, the girl understood that the erosion of angelicization had probably reached the third stage that was not recorded in Hizkrit’s thousand-year-old records. It was no longer a replacement of the whole, but a competition for partial consciousness.

Memory, feelings, thinking, and every heart are her battlefields, and every failure will have a real impact on her. This blurred memory is the best example, and it is precisely because of discovering this. At one point, the girl made this difficult decision.

From the third stage, the invisibility of the deterioration of the girl's situation has been greatly improved. Maybe it was me one moment ago, and the next moment I have lost something important, and the possible consequences will also affect the people around me.

Noelle does not sleep, not only because of observing her own situation, but also because of fear, she is afraid of what might happen once she relaxes - forgetting or even hurting Roja, the only thing is that Noelle can't do it anyway. Accepted, and Roja has indeed been unable to withstand the twists and turns.

After a bloody battle with the King of Angels, Roja's fighting methods, that is, the ancient gods as partners have been limited by the unique erosive power of angels, and the boy himself has been seriously injured once, and his condition is unprecedentedly poor. And vaguely, Noelle felt that the boy was hiding something.

Looking at the pale face of the person she loved the most until now, the blond girl gradually made a decision in her heart, gently removed the blanket on her body, and carefully arranged her clothes, the blond girl silently walked to the door. .

The plain at night was cold and dull, and the whistling of the night wind continued. The girl understood that after crossing this gate, she would face everything alone again, and she might never be able to return. To protect his beloved, Noelle's heart became stronger.

After staring with reluctance at the end, the blond angel forced himself to turn his head and stretch out his hand towards the door, but before he could touch it, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"When you go out at night, I think it's better to tell me."

"!"

In the room, Roja's voice came out calmly, causing Noelle in front of the door to widen his eyes and move stiffly. After a little panic, the blond girl hurriedly adjusted her mood and responded with a smile.

"Why did you wake up suddenly? I saw you sleeping soundly before, so I didn't wake you up."

For the answer given by Noelle, the black-haired boy was noncommittal. After a moment of silence, Roja asked again:

"Where to?"

"Some... can't sleep, and it's almost dawn, so I'm thinking about making breakfast, and I'll be back soon."

"...will be back soon?"

Talking about the words of the blond girl, Roja slowly stood up and stroked his chest, inexplicable joy in his heart.

In Roja's chest, the King of Angels left an indelible power due to the previous battle. For the teenager, this is naturally a disaster, but it is also an opportunity, because through the strength of this erosion, Roja can be sensitive. Sensing the situation of the girl's bloodline.

Using the erosion like a deadly toxin as a detector, this is the reason why Roja can detect Noelle's state one step ahead, and at this time, in the chest cavity that was once penetrated, the pain that has never existed is spreading. The passage to Artasia was also completely closed.

Everything is telling Roja that Noelle's bloodline has reached the most serious period. At this time, leaving at night will never be for the so-called breakfast, and the way to prove it is also very simple.

"Noelle, show me your eyes."

"..."

The black-haired boy stood up and approached slowly, but the request made the girl with her back to him tremble slightly, not knowing what to do.

The most obvious external feature of angelic erosion is the eyes, of course Noelle knows this, and Roja, who once looked at the king of that race, is even more clear.

The blond girl was motionless, and Roja didn't say anything, and silence permeated between the two, until after a long time, Her Royal Highness, who gritted her teeth, finally turned her head and looked at the boy with a dull expression.

"It seems that you have already guessed it, then I will say it straight, Roja, we have to be separated for a while."

"separate?"

"Yes, my bloodline promotion has reached the final stage, I need to concentrate, and I don't want anyone to disturb me."

"...Excuse me?"

Looking at the boy who lowered his eyes while meditating on the word, Noelle felt a pain in his heart, but still forced himself to say:

"You are seriously injured now. Even if the King of Angels reappears, you are no longer able to fight. It is not much help to me. Thank you for everything you have done for me before, but now I think it is better for you to go back to the rear. It's safer there."

With a plain and rational expression, calm and accurate analysis, the blond girl slashed her heart with a knife and said hurtful words, trying to induce the boy's slight emotions to escape, and it turned out that she seemed to have done it.

Hearing Noelle's words, the black-haired boy stopped in front of him, but what she didn't expect was that after a brief silence, there was no anger in Roja's golden pupils, but warmth and calmness. .

"Really, you're not good at lying. You should be more heartless if you want me to leave. Even if you listen to it at this level, it will only make me want to stay by your side more."

"!"

The girl whose heart was seen through looked at Roja's heart and wanted to refute, but the next moment, the holy white shackles suddenly shot out of Roja's hands, jumping dexterously like a small snake, with a "click" sound. He grabbed the girl's wrist, and locked the two of them together in Noelle's surprised eyes.

"

wait wait wait! This is? "

"your present."

"Huh? Gift?"

"Well, I originally wanted to give you a surprise later, but there seems to be no way."

The black-haired boy sighed slightly, looked at the surprised Noelle, and sent a blessing with a smile.

"Noelle, happy birthday."