Vol 6 Chapter 447

Cargalis sank, and he gritted his teeth, feeling that he was still afraid to gamble. Thinking of this, he said: "You stay here, I will lead them away, if you have a chance, you run"

"do you understand?"

"Mr. Carglis, you can't ..."

"Shut up," this young aristocratic child from Tonigel's distressed son, for the first time showed a serious look, and he even interrupted Haruzer relentlessly: "His Highness Haruzer, now is not discussing When we can't, do or don't do it, each of us is in danger, but if we don't do our best to fight for it, we will really die here. "

He patted Haruzer's shoulder: "Do you understand, Your Majesty?"

"I ..." Haruzer nodded slightly. "I see, Mr. Carglis."

"That's it," Cargalis turned the sword over and turned it into his hand. "If I can't escape, this sword doesn't make much sense to me. Hold it and protect your side." Madam. "

Haruzer nodded firmly.

He seemed to want to say something, but Caglios waved to him, and flickered into the darkness.

Haruze closed his mouth tightly, he held the sharp sword in his hand tightly, as if that was the only thing he could rely on. His knuckles were white, and he couldn't hold back his tears, because the teacher told him that men couldn't cry easily.

Then he felt a cold hand resting on the back of his hand.

"That guy, he'll be fine."

Haruze turned back in surprise, looking at Mikaya with a calm face.

The little girl replied softly, as if telling a truth: "Master Martha is fair to everything in this world. He is a fool, so luck will definitely be better."

"what?"

Mikaya gave him a 'shh' gesture.

Haruze was so frightened that he closed his mouth again. He turned his head and heard a rage in the darkness. The sound of footsteps seemed to be going away, and he felt his heart beating loudly, as if his tiny chest was about to burst open. He bit his lower lip, silently praying for Caglelis in his heart.

But after a while, all sounds disappeared, and everything became quiet again in the darkness.

Suddenly Mikaya grabbed his wrist: "Hurry up."

She said hastily.

Haruze has not responded yet. A dazzling light in the darkness swept over. Although they had not yet hit the two, they had exposed their hiding places. A sharp voice sounded: "Ha, there really is a fish that leaks the net, come out!"

At that moment Haruzer felt only blank in his mind. He thought he was dead, but everything he learned in weekdays seemed to appear naturally in his mind. He hardly thought about it, and subconsciously raised his hand toward the ceiling of the underpass, shouting:

"Eaam!"

A black light shot from the heart of His Royal Highness. In the middle of that direction, the ceiling had been eroded by the groundwater for a long time. Just listening to the loud noise, a thick bucket of sewage shot out from there, under the wash of water Large pieces of rubble fell off the ceiling, and then quickly turned into a large-scale collapse. Suddenly the whole cave top fell down.

The torrent rushed Haruze and Mikaya out, and the former was hit on a stone pillar, causing him to almost scream. However, at this time Haruze did not dare to stop at all. He ignored the pain in the back like a fracture, leaped from the water, rushed to the hand that grabbed Mikaya, and shouted, "Run!"

The two stumbled and ran forward, but for a moment, the sound of a second explosion came behind them, and the flying stones slammed into the wall over a distance of dozens of meters. Some stones even hit Haruze's back.

But he did not dare to stay in the slightest. He knew that the second explosion must have been followed by the gray mage. Sure enough, only an angry voice came from that direction:

"Black magic?" The sharp voice shouted, "Very good. I'll see where it is sacred!"

When Haruze heard that, he felt that his soul was in danger, and he knew very well that he could not be an opponent of the silver people of the Bugatians with his own level of strength. He can only hope that the intricate terrain here will make the other side dizzy, although it seems that the possibility is very small.

The two quickly ran out of breath, but Mikaya was unexpectedly strong, and the little girl remained silent from beginning to end. Although it was obviously because of him, he put the other party in danger.

"Sorry, Mikaya ..." Haruze gasped and apologized: "I can't do it anymore, I can't run anymore, it's all because of me that's why you ..."

He had thought Mikaya would turn his lips back on, but he didn't expect to grab his hands suddenly. Haruzer almost shouted out of fright. He thought that the gray mage had caught up, and then unconsciously raised his sword and stabbed behind him.

But he did not expect a hand to come out of the darkness, knocked out the sword in his hand, and grabbed his arm and dragged him over. Haruzer was so scared that he opened his mouth to shout, but was covered by a soft hand, so that he could only make a whining sound.

But at this time he finally reacted. The man who caught him was not the gray mage, because he clearly felt that it was a female hand covering his mouth.

"Sister Lesmeca?" Haruzer asked subconsciously.

But a gentle voice, quite different from Ms. Medusa, rang out in the dark: "Don't talk, Your Royal Highness."

Haruzer froze slightly. He looked around, only to find himself in a small, tight room. Not only him, Mikaya is also in this place. Between them is a tall woman. She put Haruze in her arms, her eyes closed, and she held a puppet in her other hand. Baby girl.

Haruzer instantly recognized who the other party was.

"Au, Mrs. Ophelia?"

"Shh."

Yura whispered softly, and she let go of Haruzer gently, and Haruzer noticed that there was a wound on her body. A wound stretched from her shoulders to her chest.

She frowned, seeming to have touched the wound because of the previous movement, but even so, she bent down slightly, holding the baby girl in her arms with her hands, and handed her to Haruze.

"This is ...?" In the darkness. Haruzer's silver eyes were sparkling, and he asked the Duchess what he meant with a doubtful look.

"We can't hide it," Yura replied softly. "You are Lantonilan's guest. Ico and I must guarantee your completeness."

Her words did not fall, as if to testify to her words. Sure enough, there was the previous sharp voice outside the closet.

"It's ridiculous, even trying to hide himself in front of a real wizard, it's almost like a rat hiding in the light, get out!"

You stretched out and stopped Haruze's movement.

"Guests follow," she replied softly, "this is our old saying of Jiufeng."

After all, she gently touched her daughter's forehead, stood up, opened the door of the secret room, and went out. The heavy stone door re-closed violently in front of Haruze and Mikaya. Haruze clenched his teeth and hugged the baby girl in his arms tightly. His chest was slightly undulating, but he couldn't send out any Tiny voice.

The voice of the gray mage finally re-rang outside the door.

"Well," the other person seemed a little surprised: "Look what I found. This is really a small prey, Jiufeng, the chosen people, the blind, then this lady should be the Duchess of Ophelia Right?"

Ms. Yura did not seem to answer.

Then the voice asked again, "What about your daughter, Ms. Yura."

"As a mother, do you think I will give my daughter to you, the dignified Bugatians, so depraved?"

The man seemed strangely silent for a moment.

Then he said, "I admit that you are right, Duchess. But the people of silver also have their own choices. It may be a little shameful, but this world is not bright and upright to win everything, otherwise we the ancients The descendants of the people. How can it be reduced to the situation it is today. "

"Everyone has everybody's choice," Yura replied, "but some people are noble because of this, some are despicable because of this. You know the biggest gain I get from this land is What, Mr. Wizard? "

"what is that?"

"It is all the love in this world. Deep and warm, plain and sublime, do you understand all this, Mr. Witch?"

"Ah," Master Gray sighed. "I understand, respectable lady, you will definitely choose to sacrifice yourself to protect your daughter, but you must understand that this does not really mean much to us."

There was silence for a moment outside the door.

Yura seemed to whisper something.

That is the old saying of Jiufeng

The gray mage looked slightly surprised: "What did you say?"

But this sentence came to an abrupt end, suddenly turned into a frightened scream, "Damn, what are you doing, stop!" At that moment, Haruzer felt a burning breath in the back room. Come, but in his hands, the baby girl still closed her eyes securely like a dream.

A moment later, a scream came from outside the door, and then everything went quiet.

In the darkness, Mikaya seemed unexpectedly calm.

"everything is over."

At that moment, Haruzer suddenly understood something.

He shuddered, closed his eyes in pain, and a tear rolled from his long eyelashes, and fell on the forehead of the baby girl in his arms. The baby girl suddenly woke up, she still closed her eyes, yelled, stretched out her little hand, and even touched the edge of Haruze's palm.

Haruze bit his lips so hard that he almost bleed. He held the baby girl's little hand back and replied, "Illara, I will avenge your mother, no matter where those guys come from," the little prince said. His voice was low and sad, almost a word: "I swear."

He was silent for a moment: "Oath on behalf of King Eruin."

It was that moment when the baby girl opened her eyes suddenly. In the darkness, it was a pair of shining golden eyes.

Haruzer froze:

"Is this ... the golden race?"

"That's it," Mikaya suddenly crawled over, and came to Haruze's side. She reached out and gently stroked the baby girl's forehead: "She's not a gold citizen, it's contaminated with the power of dusk Descendants, the first generation born after tiamat's network collapsed. "

The little girl's voice was soft and steady in the dark.

"So it is. This is the choice of this world. The hope for the future ..."

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