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

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and then a woman wearing a white silk scarf walked in.

It's Swordsman Knox.

The woman walked into the room and said respectfully to him: "Dear distinguished guest, our Lord King Ashmi wants to see you."

"Oh?"

Reinhardt was secretly surprised.

This is really a pillow that comes right after dozing off.

He was just thinking about how to meet Asumi and asked how long he would stay here, when someone actually asked him to meet him.

"Okay, let's lead the way."

Although this method was somewhat unpleasant, he still accepted it.

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

The woman was walking in front, and he was following behind.

Quiet light shines in from the window and shines on this quiet corridor.

The place the woman took him to was not a cathedral, and she didn't even go out of 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, distinguished guest. Master Ashimi is waiting for you inside."

He looked at the door that was pushed open, and then at the woman. Without hesitation, he followed the woman's request and walked in.

But the moment he walked in, there was a bang behind him!A sound.

The door was closed by the woman.

And in this room, he saw the most unexpected and least expected person.

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

He subconsciously said the name of the figure.

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

Let the light reflected by the false starry sky shine on her body.

The blue-white light illuminated the woman standing by the window so emotionally.

Her long, shiny golden hair was braided into a braid and hung down on her shoulders. Her black tights complemented her fair complexion.

Those golden eyes were so gorgeous even under the false starlight.

"Although all this is fake, it is even more beautiful than the real thing. The uncanny craftsmanship of the Knox people has not deteriorated at all even after so long."

The woman standing by the window sighed.

Then he slowly turned around and looked at him.

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

The familiar pure and sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth again, and her eyes were as bewitching as poppies, and she still seemed to have the innocence of an angel and the evil of a devil at the same time.

And those familiar words and titles...

This is indeed Malika.

She was the eternal queen who should have died in the hands of the old man after the ring was broken, and was hung in a tree to maintain the ring and the golden law.

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

Looking at his plain expression, Malika crossed her arms and put her jade fingers to her lips, pretending to be very distressed.

But the smile in his eyes never dissipated.

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

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

Malika spread her slender legs under the starlight, left the window with elegant steps, came to the only big bed in the room, placed her delicate buttocks on it, and patted the bed motioned him to sit down.

"of course can."

Facing Malika's invitation, he had no intention of refusing and walked directly to sit next to her.

He looked wantonly at this woman who was originally dead but now appeared in front of him again.

He could see that although Malika appeared now, her soul was very weak.

In essence, it relies on Ashmi's power to appear.

"Actually, it's very simple, because I never believe that you will die honestly."

"Oh?"

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

And he continued speaking as Malika wished.

"For a woman like you who dares to plot with two fingers and a supreme will, I don't believe you will die willingly, so I always thought you would continue to live in a strange way."

"For example, use your talent as a spiritual master to divide your soul, and then hide in a corner of the junction to silently watch your results."

He was only guessing that the spirit master could divide the soul.

After all, this was how Malika, 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, is there anything else?"

"Of course there is."

He nodded and continued: "It's Ashmi's performance. From the charming posture at the beginning to the innocent and lively appearance now, as well as the behavior in front of the Knox people, it can be said that they are two completely different people. .”

"If it weren't for your influence or possession, then Asumi would definitely have a split personality."

"But from now on, the latter is completely impossible, and the former is the truth. Ashmi should be influenced by you, or sometimes controlled by you, right?"

It was like the kiss Asumi gave her when she boarded the house for the first time. It always felt very familiar, but I couldn't recall it completely until I saw Malika now.

That kind of charming posture like a succubus, and the elegance in every gesture, it can be said that Malika is the only one in the entire junction.

"...You are indeed still so smart, Reinhardt."

This was the first time Malika called him by name since entering the door, and the smile on her face completely returned to calmness, leaving only the slightest tenderness in her eyes.

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

"clever?"

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

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

Reinhard shrugged helplessly, "Otherwise, there wouldn't be that surprise."

"Haha, being able to guess this level is already very impressive. Even two fingers have never thought of this."

Malika pursed her lips and chuckled, and the silvery laughter echoed in her ears.

But before Malika could laugh for long, he suddenly interrupted: "However, since you appear here and in front of me, there is something I want to ask you."

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

"There is another most critical question -

Melina, who exactly is she? "

Without any small talk or any hint of tact, he directly asked the doubts that had been buried in his heart on the spot.

After all, there was no need to reminisce between him and Malika.

Because apart from their status as collaborators, they are also just sex partners and bed partners.

If you want to reminisce about old times, it would be enough to meet friends directly through sex, but Malika didn't do that, so there must be her reason.

It was just like the last time I took him to watch the live broadcast when King Rodel City was attacked.

"Haha, he is really an impatient little man."

Malika chuckled again, but the laughter was quickly subdued and turned into a mysterious smile hanging on her lips.

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

208. Melina with complex ingredients (4.2K)

Noklon's eternal starlight shines into the church through the window, illuminating the woman's gauze-like silk scarf with a white halo.

The woman is 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.

This tune sounds like a slumber in the depths of this quiet church.

Behind her, there were several Knox swordsmen who were responsible for guarding, standing there motionless like sculptures.

Until a faint sound of footsteps broke the strange silence, and the night witch also stopped chanting.

"...Has that person already gone to see Asumi-sama?"

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

That person, Swordsman Knox to be exact, was the woman who led Reinhardt to Asumi before.

The woman bowed respectfully and said, "It's the high priest. That person has entered the room and met Lord Ashimi."

"...Well, thank you for your hard work. Next, go get that weapon. It is located under the throne temple where it is enshrined."

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

"Yes, that's right. Take it and hand it over to Asumi-sama and that person early tomorrow morning."

The Night Witch nodded slowly and said in a tone that left no room for doubt.

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

"Master High Priest, do you really want to hand over the secret treasure of our Eternal City to that person? Do you really want to let them leave?"

"With all due respect, Lord High Priest, we have been waiting under the false night sky for tens of thousands of years, just for the [King-Making Plan] to be successfully completed, and then support our new king Ashmi to counterattack the ground and reoccupy that land. Starry sky, welcome the gods we are waiting for.”

"Now I think it's a good time. That person's strength looks really good, and he is the one chosen by Master Ashimi. Why not keep them here until Master Ashimi completes his transformation..."