Vol 3 Chapter 96

Scene 96: The Girl's Knitting Thread (3)

"Stupid way?"

When Shire closed the door and entered from the outside, he just heard his Lord Lord inexplicably say such a sentence. Of course not only him, but also Antitina and Metisha. Although they didn't know why Brando suddenly said to himself, I believe they understood the meaning of the sentence.

"Lord Lord, do you mean you have a way to save Qian?"

Antitina asked first.

Aside from her one step slower than her, the silver elf girl had to go back and look at Akane lying on the bed, thought for a moment, and finally returned to keep silent.

But Brando shook his head.

"There's no good way." He stopped talking to Otales in his heart and said to the others.

Charles stunned for a moment, "Master Lord, but what do you mean?" This young man who didn't look very reliable on weekdays was a lot more serious now.

"The tenacity of the blood of God is beyond your imagination. You should also understand that Shire. It is not a mortal thing, and the solution of the world is also greatly limited." Brando looked at him in bed and was quiet. Just like the original red-haired girl, she paused: "Not to mention that Akane has actually died once. The reversal of life and death is a taboo in this world, if not relying on the amazing energy of the blood of God ..."

The words behind him were not spoken, but everyone else could understand what he meant without saying them.

"So there's no way around it?" Charr glanced back at Qian and asked back.

"Seal into a card."

Neither Antitina nor Medina showed much surprise when they heard Brando say this. One of them had seen Brando's seal card in person, and the other had experienced it for themselves.

But Brando went on to say, "Sealable cards are not a panacea, it is just to keep the subject intact as a summoning creature--"

He paused: "Not to mention that this is very unfair to the person being sealed," the young man looked at Meditha, but the silver elf girl didn't care, she immediately shook her head: "Master Lord, this It was Metisha's choice. "

"What about Akane?" Charles asked.

"Lord Lord, you should ask her face to face," Meditis replied, "I don't think Akane would refuse, sir, you don't understand her heart--"

Brando was silent, but in fact he did not see Akane's dependence on himself, although he did not know why this girl who looked so strong would be surprisingly weak.

However, the feeling of being trusted can indeed make people feel responsible. Brando promised Akane under the Shavrund mine, and he will never give up this girl, so he can't break his word.

Besides, he is not completely helpless.

But he thought for a while and finally shook his head: "But until the last minute, I would not choose such a risky method."

"Why." Antitina asked puzzledly.

"Sealing a destiny card is not without risk, because it saves the state of the sealed person on the card intact, making it a summoning creature." Charles replied instead of Brando: "So even if Sealed into a card, Akane also has a great chance to be replaced by the blood of God— "

"In the end, we just did it all for nothing."

Brando had discussed this with him long ago, so this young wizard obedience knew all about it.

"But it's better than a little chance, isn't it?" Antitina frowned. "Master, we can't do nothing at all?"

"Don't be impatient, Antitina." Brando glanced at the aristocrat and taught: "No one here has said that we do nothing, but it's not until the last minute."

"Last minute?" Antitina calmed down a little. "Lord Lord, do you mean a turnaround?"

"I said, there is a stupid way."

"Stupid way?"

"The transformation process of the blood of God always takes over the body before devouring the soul." Brando looked at the red-haired **** the bed and replied, "So in the final stage, the occupied person will lose power. This is This is because the blood of God has completely taken over the power it brings and the power contained in this body-- "

Charles and Matissa listened carefully, and did not show any objections. One of them was a wizard, and the princess of the Silver Elf was born in a time of war. They already knew the mysterious knowledge spread among the wizards. .

However, Antitina could hear the clouds and fog. Although she had a wide range of knowledge, she was limited to historical humanities, geographical nature, and some magical knowledge.

After listening for a long while, she couldn't help interrupting: "What do you mean?"

"Simply put, Akane has some strength in her body. She was originally a soldier close to the silver rank. The blood of God also contains great power. Therefore, Akane will be in the blood of God after it is implanted in Akane. In a short period of time, he has a gold-level combat power. "

"But these are just the power that the blood of God gave up in order to fuse this body, and it transferred some of its own power into this body-this part of the power depends on the strength of the body itself-and then the blood of God then Will lie dormant, allowing the body to gradually adapt to the newly acquired power, "Brando explained," that is actually the power with the breath of God's blood. "

"Because all this is done under the guidance of the body's original soul, that is, under the guidance of Akane, her body will not react to these forces."

Brando continued, but Antitina interrupted with a little confusion: "What if Akane chose to reject?"

"It's impossible, she was dead at that time," Shire said. "Furthermore, with such a huge power, most people have no chance to resist. Besides, even if the resistance is successful, it is just jade and burnt."

Seeing that Brando nodded in agreement, the aristocrat was shuddered. Although she always heard the horror rumors about the shepherd and the return of all things, she just thought those stories as a legend.

In her opinion, those organizations may be no different from the bandits and robbers outside the city. But until today, the description of Shire and Brando gave her the first intuitive understanding of the two organizations.

"Too much!" The nobleman frowned, a little puzzled: "Why do they do such a thing?"

Brando shrugged. "There is no purpose. As far as I know, they are just against all civilizations."

He waved his hand: "Well, let's get back to business. When Akane's body gradually accepts these powers, the blood of God will turn to awakening. At this time, it will recapture these powers from Akane's hands-it belongs to it originally, Then Akane's. "

"Finally, the power of life itself," Brando said in a low voice. "But when life is exhausted, the whole process is complete."

"Now Akane is in this final stage."

Antitina bit her lip. "So Lord, what is your stupid way?"

"It's actually very simple," Brando replied. "Since the whole process will be exhausted if the life force is exhausted, there is a stupid way to continuously replenish the life potential that has been consumed."

The aristocrat's gold was slightly stunned, and then his eyes seemed to see hope: "So how do you add it, sir?"

"God's blood transforms power very quickly. If this converted power is converted into actual consumption, I'm afraid that she must eat a full year of Tonigel's output to supplement this conversion." Charle calculated slightly. A moment, and then told a less funny joke.

"How is that possible?" Antitina froze.

"It's really impossible. Another way is holy water," Brando replied. "If we have enough holy water."

"The holy water has some reserves," Antitina frowned, and the holy water found in Gruddin's personal possessions should have been used in the next war, but for her companions, she only had Severely loved: "How much?"

"The number seven holy water would require at least 1,300 bottles."

"So ... so much ..." Antitina paused.

But Shire's next sentence immediately made her completely lose her strength: "Every day."

"That ..." The noble Qianjin finally seemed to understand a question: "Is it so impossible to say so much?"

This time it wasn't just Shire, even Metisha nodded. In fact, she knew from the beginning that this method would not work, but she didn't know why Brando proposed it at this time.

This young lord is not like a bullshit.

But just when the silver elf girl was puzzled, a faint cough came from the bed at this time, immediately attracting everyone's attention. Everyone looked back, just seeing the red-haired girl lying on the bed, and finally opened her eyes slowly.

...

Akane seemed to have just woke up from a nightmare, and she was soaked with sweat, and it took a while for her to return to her senses-then she turned her head weakly and looked at Brando stunned.

Who is this

The young man's face seemed to her eyes unfamiliar and friendly—the Lord Lord—the red-haired girl blinked, as if finally remembering it.

This is the young man who told her softly that she would never leave her alone.

That answer would never be forgotten in her life, just as she could never forget the answer that Makaro had in her lifetime. The same choice, but one is the Lord Lord who has been with him for several months, and the other is a man who has been a father and a teacher for more than ten years.

Suddenly, Akane felt a little dazed.

She was lying on the bed, half-strength in her body, as if she had a shadow of a demon in her head, and she might drag her down that dark abyss at any time. She knew her condition, as if there had never been a moment that was clearer than this moment—

She knew that she would soon return to the embrace of Master Martha, as quiet as when she first came to this world.

But Qian didn't seem to be worried, but she was a little indifferent. She felt almost the same, and she was already tired.

But she always insisted subconsciously, insisting on the last soberness, even she didn't know what she was insisting on.

But when she saw Brando, she suddenly understood.

The red-haired girl blinked a bit awkwardly, and a drop of crystal tears rolled out of her eyes from the moment she saw Brando.

"Lord ... Master ..." Akane called hard, her voice almost inaudible.

(***: try to upload the protagonist's attributes as soon as possible)