because i am stel

--what is that! ?

--What it is! ?

——Why is there such horror in the territory of Ursas! ?

The brain cannot think.

Reason gives up thinking.

She almost screamed sharply.However, the organ that produced it tried its best to control it before she could make a sound.

Can't shout, can't talk, can't make a sound.

As long as the flaws are exposed, the end will be the same as those things.

But, why, why is there such a thing in Ursas! ?

The fire in the body is burning, and the burning is getting stronger and stronger.The fire made her nerves tingle, but it also made her brain clear and comfortable.She didn't know what it meant, but she felt that those flames were gradually eroding her, dominating everything about her.

——I want to get out of here...to live!

The brain can still think, and the belief in her heart makes her continue to crawl towards the outside of the canyon.She kept recalling her father's words to support her hands and feet when she was a child.However, apart from those good memories, the share occupied by the flames has also been expanded simultaneously.

flame.

Fire brings heat, and heat brings sting.

flame.

Fire brings warmth, and warmth comforts.

The blood vessels are very painful, the muscles are very painful, the bones are very painful, and the internal organs are very painful.

But the heart feels warm, comfortable and joyful under the flame wrap.And there is an unspeakable carefree and silent spread.

Fire, more fire.

- Will my skin burn?

She continued to crawl out, being careful, careful, and leaving no openings.She gradually felt that the ground became dry, and gradually realized that the crimson mist in front of her eyes became thinner.

Visibility is on the rise.

Three meters, five meters, ten meters - it rises as the fog thins!

The flames burned more intensely.She went from crawling to walking with her waist bowed, from walking to walking, and from walking to trotting.

leave here.

leave now.

Don't worry about anything else, as long as you escape, that's all!

And a ray of light has already appeared at the end of her vision!

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Miss Shirtle stretched her waist, staring at the canyon in front of her that was scattered with molten fire and debris—she saw a few survivors who survived by chance and fled frantically to the other side of the canyon— She didn't care, because Persephone said she could let those people live.

Well, since it was Persephone's idea, let it be carried out.Anyway, she, Miss Steele, has never been a bloodthirsty person.Although he is never soft-handed, he does not have to do it every time.

"Just try to exercise your muscles and bones," she said.

Indeed, this operation is indeed just to activate the muscles and bones - the process is very simple, Persephone is airborne from the aircraft.At the beginning, the Originium skill of mind-confusing control directly turned the originally orderly army into a mess in an instant.Because her spells easily penetrated the mental protection of this army, making them like headless chickens not knowing how to deal with the battle.

They have changed from a strong team to a mess.After that, what Miss Stelter, who has parked the aircraft, has to do is to airborne and release some power-reasonably, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is very outdated.And if she really behaved like a pig and had to go through a 'tough' battle even to settle this mess, then she would rather choose to 'close' this natural canyon with her hands.

... Well, she's still not that cruel.After all, he was by Persephone's side, so it was better to be gentler in the end.

but……

"Persephone?"

She let her eyes sweep across the battlefield with some doubts.In the canyon, there are melted chariots, instruments, and pitiful corpses baked into charcoal—even if she is only a legendary mercenary, she is in charge of this level of power.She never worried that she would fail, she only worried that the enemy would flee too quickly.

She saw Persephone.Seeing the girl doctor who had changed her image was sitting beside a caravan——she saw Miss Lyudmila, whom she had specially mentioned, lying beside the car, looking like a fainting nightmare.And Persephone's fingertips were gently resting on Lyudmila's forehead.

"What are you doing?" The flaming-haired girl took a step, crossed a hundred meters, and came to the doctor's side.

And add.

"This guy should be fine. Seeing how badly she's been hurt... Has she been in a coma until now?"

"I'm in an assessment, or quarantine." Persephone's fingertips moved away from Lyudmila's forehead. "as well as……"

She looked at Miss Steele and tilted her head a little.

"Steel, are you interested in getting a dog?"

"Okay..." Miss Shirtle replied subconsciously.

Then react.

"What did you say?"

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The painting style took a sharp turn for the worse.

Miss Steele could hear what the purple fur was saying, and it made her turn away from the ruins of the battlefield in front of her.She no longer paid attention to those Ursus soldiers who were 'survived' by the power of the flame sword.Instead, he turned most of his attention to Persephone beside him and Lyudmila lying beside the caravan.

Lyudmila was unconscious and motionless, both ears and tail were drooping.

Shirtel didn't pay much attention to her at first, because she knew that Persephone took care of the caravan when she started - that strong mental impact was simply looking out from the caravan. Because of this, she thought that Lyudmila's fainting was due to the influence of Originium skills.Just like the other Integrity Soldiers lying near her.

Well, that's right.This is indeed the process of fighting.

Persephone made an impact and disrupted the formation.Then she, Miss Shirtle, turned into a huge human figure wrapped in flames and held a sword, rushed to the front of the position, slashed and bombarded indiscriminately.

The whole process was very direct, simple and crude, with no technical content at all—no tricks, no assassinations.It just hit it head-on and the car overturned Ursus' army.Because the technical content is too low, it is not worth spending a detailed description, and the final result is a canyon like a flame prison.

She thought there was nothing wrong on her side.

She thought it was the same with Persephone.

but……

"You... what happened to her?" Miss Steele forcibly corrected the words "what happened to her" before saying it out of her mouth.Because she felt that she might need to take Persephone's thoughts into consideration.

"It's not what happened to her, but what you did to her." But Persephone gave her an unexpected answer.

"What do you mean?" She walked to Lyudmila's side and looked at the fainted Luper.Only then did she notice that the little wolf's body was very tense, and his head was covered with sweat—it might be hot—not to mention, various hormones in his body were also being secreted at a large rate, as if he was in a fight to the death Same.

Is this...a nightmare?The kind of nightmare you can't wake up from?

she thought.Then she heard the answer from Persephone the next moment.While explaining with his fingertips, he twirled the tips of the fainted girl's hair.Emphasize the weakness and pitiful temperament of the Luper girl.

"She's dreaming, and there's something interesting hiding in her dreams. And while she's dreaming, some familiar flames are consuming everything about her."

She made a gesture, as if to convey a sense of scariness.

"What did you do to her?"

"Uh..." Miss Stelter scratched her head, and described to Persephone the flames that implanted herself in Lyudmila and the foreign objects expelled from her body.

Then she saw the Rhode Island girl doctor nodded in a serious manner.

"That's right. You gave her the spell of spiritual suggestion, and you also turned the power into a seed and buried it in her body. In this way, it makes sense for her to react so strongly, because she was affected by you and me at the same time." Influenced by her power, coupled with the...unfriendly treatment she received these days, her consciousness was ejected from her body. When she was on some kind of extraordinary adventure, her spirit that lost the shelter of her body, It is also being gradually eroded by your power."

She tilted her head and brushed the ends of her lavender hair.Good-looking eyebrows, raised a little.

"No, no. It's not that her spirit is being eroded by your power, but her spirit is actively and cooperatively adapting to your power. It's like a pet's neck is adapting to a new collar."

"This is a coincidence, a coincidence composed of multiple possibilities. I can tell you responsibly that this type of Originium skill does not exist in this world—Amiya can't do it either. .Even if she can read the memory, even if she can erase or even weave the memory in the future. But she can't let other people's spirits actively adapt to the spells she casts. Because..."

She said a lot of complicated, hard to understand principles.And finally, she made a summary of the current situation.

"This poor little guy is going to be your dog, Stuart...is this your special interest? If so, I have something fun to play with you."

Miss Steele thought it best not to answer the question.

Although she didn't know why, maybe it was because she couldn't understand the whole bunch of people in front of her, but she felt that it was best not to do this.

So she turned her gaze back to Lyudmila.

"So, is this guy having a nightmare now? How can I wake her up?"

"Haven't you ever had a dream?" Persephone didn't expose her, just smiled and let her go down the steps. "Go into her dreams, find her, and bring her back. She'll wake up."

"Will there be side effects?"

"What do you mean by sequelae?"

"Everything negative... No, everything will have an effect on her." Miss Shirter emphasized. "For her, the effect of making an impact."

"She is actively adapting to your power now, and will have a great affection for you. If you go in to save her, then no matter how careful you are, your presence will completely overwhelm her mind—and then she will Become your follower, a fanatical believer." Persephone tilted her head slightly. "Or to be more precise, your dog."

"..." As a result, the topic came back again.

"So I can't go there myself now?" But Miss Steele made a second effort to divert the conversation away from 'dogs'.

"Well, you can't. If you don't intend to have any influence on her, you can't." The girl doctor turned her head and waved.The aircraft hovering in mid-air then lowered little by little.

"You can't do this, so I can only do it. And even if you can, I don't recommend you to do it."

A subtle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Do you think that the Star Transmutation mentioned by Skadi uses this principle of power to erode and assimilate those fighters who are far superior to them in simple combat?"

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Miss Stelter returned to Chernobog alone.

Persephone did not come back with her. According to the girl doctor, she will spend a lot of time in the future to study the special phenomenon that happened to Miss Lyudmila—she called it It is called 'eclipse'.It's some very strange way of working with power.According to her, that kind of power can overcome all the protections formed by will, spells, and knowledge to permanently modify the spirit of a specific living body.

very scary.

What's even more frightening is that she just told Shirtel about Xingchang, and this phenomenon happened around her.

Is it a coincidence?Or is someone just too lucky?

Either way, things weren't looking good -- at least not from her perspective.

Therefore, she plans to put down part of her work and turn her attention to dealing with this unexpected incident - Lyudmila has been brought back by her to a secret research base that only Sylter can find , she promised Miss Steele that she would definitely make this Luper alive and healthy soon.

"It always feels like a big problem." Miss Stelter thought.

She stopped by a bazaar that was already open to buy a gift and make an appointment for home delivery.Then, she returned to her principal's office building with a head full of distress and confusion.

The building is very quiet, there are no other people, and no drones flying around.In the entire elegant courtyard, she is the only breath of a living creature.So she sat alone on the sofa in the spacious hall, and then hugged her sword.

——This world always feels more and more complicated.

——Many things that need to be scrupled and things that need to be thought about are woven into a fine net, which makes it difficult for me to move and bind my hands and feet.In the past, I would have simply broken into Lyudmila's dream and dragged her out.In the past, I would have gone directly to Iberia to find the tails of the so-called monasteries and wipe them all out.before……

—I was never so introspective before, Lewandine.The only thing I had to think about before was when I had to touch other bladed weapons, I had to put it down within a few seconds.

The warm feeling from the sword comforted her restless thoughts.A series of setbacks in the past half a day, what happened to Tevat, Skadi, and Lyudmila put her in a very bad state of mind—she desperately needed some fighting and some venting to reset her mind .But in addition to venting, the comfort of the sword may have a greater effect on her.

——It would be great if I could take Levantin with me when I go to the dream world.

Thoughts that had already appeared in her mind many times silently resurfaced again, but just like the countless times before, she was able to think about it—the frustration seemed to deepen a little bit.But what deepened was only frustration, and those distracting thoughts that affected her thoughts disappeared completely.

She thought about it, opened the PRTS terminal, and let the light curtain project on her retina—she opened the greeting emails that she had blocked before, one by one, and then made one by one according to the sender. answer.

Many of them are people who knew her, and they were colleagues in the Tower of Babel.Be kind when responding to them.Words are a little softer.Because that's what counts as a friend—perhaps.

There are also many people she knows, operators in Rhodes Island, most of whom have served in recent years, but have not met in the Tower of Babel period.As for those people who met because of previous game experience, the words used are a little more formulaic, professional and calm.Because it makes for a good first impression - presumably.

She edited the messages one by one and sent them one by one.Then……

...not a single reply.

No reply from old colleagues, no response from new colleagues.

Kind of embarrassing.

She thought that she could have some contacts after all.But it seems that everyone is busy with work now.

So, she put down the terminal and leaned against the sofa—thinking.

To think about, to think about nothing.

Because she didn't feel that there was anything she could do now.

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