That's not a game

"It's just... why am I not so happy to see this woman hurt?"

The huntress raised her head, looked up at the sky, and muttered to herself.

Her mother once wanted to save the tyrant who was not understood by the world from the high tower, hoping that the world could understand the painstaking efforts of the lonely king of the high tower, and that the lonely king of the high tower could understand his people's desire for freedom.

But her mother failed, defeated in the tower, defeated at the foot of the lonely king.

And the lonely king set an example for his mother in all these things, just slightly lowered his eyes that seemed to be staring at the sky all the time, looked at her mother calmly, and continued to look at the endless sky without even saying thank you.

The huntress still remembers that disdainful attitude.

No, maybe it wasn't disdain, but as a demon god, her emotions were completely different from normal people's.

She will not have any mood swings because of what others have done for her.

When the huntress realized this, she knew that everything her mother had done was doomed to be in vain.

That lonely king would not feel any emotion at all because of anything others did for her.

The huntress understood this very well, but...she didn't understand why her mother was smiling until the last moment.

Is it really worth laughing to give your all to such an emotionless and stubborn tyrant? !

The Huntress longs to understand this, and so she wants revenge.

She wanted to climb up that high tower, grabbed the tyrant by the collar, and asked him why he ignored everything his mother had done, why he refused to even thank her mother!

But the huntress also understood that with her own strength, she couldn't do these things at all.

In her heart, because she recognized this fact, she also had some fear of the lonely king of the tower.

One of the towers of people's inner fears was hers.

Now, when the boy shot through the tower with an arrow and wounded the god, the huntress knew that the fear in her heart... was gone.

However, the huntress still couldn't understand why...why when she saw the lonely king in white dress being shot through the chest by that arrow, she didn't even feel happy in her heart!

The huntress clenched her fists, clenched her teeth, and said each word as if she was clenching her teeth tightly.

"Mother, why am I not happy because of her injury?"

The huntress was so dazed, and Dekarabian was also a little dazed.

Because she was injured, and it was not an ordinary injury.

The arrow shot by the young poet pierced her chest.

Dekarabian, who was constantly falling in the tower, looked at the top of the tower that was pierced by the young man's arrow, his eyes were a little dazed.

How many years has it been? How many years has it been since the last time she was injured?

Dekarabian couldn't remember, she only remembered that even the king wolf of the north wind couldn't hurt her like that.

This arrow made her feel pain so clearly.

At the place where the youth shot through with an arrow, the blood was still flowing, falling drop by drop in the air, falling together with Dekarabian.

The white feathers of the four flying birds crushed by the stars also fell slowly together with Dekarabian.

By accident, four white feathers were contaminated with Dekarabian's blood when they fell.

The white feathers were stained with the scarlet blood of the demon god, completely absorbed the power in the blood, and transformed into four pure white birds.

The moment the four flying birds appeared, they flew towards Dekarabian's body, hoping to stop their master from falling.

However, when the god was shot down from the throne with an arrow by the young man, this fall could not be stopped at all.

Even the gods themselves cannot stop the fall of the gods.

The four flying birds flapped their wings with all their strength. They used to be able to cross endless wind and snow, and even giant dragons couldn't catch up to them, but now they couldn't even stop their master from falling.

Asuka was crying, crying for the fall of its master, and crying for its own powerlessness.

But their masters smiled slowly.

Laughing, she slowly closed her eyes, still falling from her body towards the bottom of the tower, which was so deep, and murmured that only she could hear.

"Poet, I am waiting for your arrival."

Four pure white flying birds, supporting the Fallen King in a white dress, fell into the bottom of the extremely dark tower, just like falling into the endless deep sea.

Chapter 58 Hello, my name is Yura!

"Poet, how did you do it just now? Are you so strong?"

Wind Elf stared at Lin Xiaoge without blinking, her small body was circling around Lin Xiaoge like a hummingbird.

Lin Xiaoge smiled mysteriously, "It's just a little bit of luck and some insignificant money."

In a sense, rough stones can also be regarded as money.

"Luck and money?"

The wind elf was at a loss, "Poet, why is this like gambling?"

"Hahaha!"

Lin Xiaoge burst out laughing, drawing cards or something, isn't it just gambling?

Wind Spirit didn't know why Lin Xiaoge suddenly laughed, but the little guy realized another thing.

"Poet, you seem to have defeated Dekarabian just now, so we...don't need to continue?"

The wind elf asked tentatively, with a little caution in his eyes.

Lin Xiaoge was taken aback for a moment, looking a little helpless.

He knew what the Wind Elf meant. He had already hurt the Karabian so much, and even punched a big hole in the tower, so is it enough?

Lin Xiaoge sighed for a long time, "My friend, you know very well that although the arrow just now hurt Dekarabian, it didn't really defeat Dekarabian."

As soon as Lin Xiaoge said this, the light in the wind spirit's eyes dimmed a little.

"But... But Sister Dekarabian was injured so badly."

Lin Xiaoge shook her head helplessly, "I'm sorry, my friend, maybe... I shouldn't have let you participate in this war."

"No!"

The Wind Elf shouted without hesitation, and said quickly, "I have never regretted fighting with you, I just can't accept that a kind person like Sister Dekarabian will end up like that in the end."

"Don't worry, I can't accept it either."

Lin Xiaoge turned around and embraced the wind elf in her arms with a gentle tone.

"Because of you, I can't accept this kind of thing. Therefore, whether it's because of you or myself, I will not let the worst ending happen."

"Ok!"

Wind Spirit nodded heavily, and lay on Lin Xiaoge's shoulder.

Although the little guy didn't know what Lin Xiaoge would do, he still believed in Lin Xiaoge.

Because, the young man in front of him is the one who can create miracles step by step.

"The poet, let's go back quickly. Everyone should be waiting. And if you don't return this bow to Miss Qin, it will be bad if she gets entangled again and wants to marry you."

When a certain huntress was mentioned, the wind elf's mouth unconsciously pouted.

Lin Xiaoge was really amused by the cute appearance of the wind elf, "Okay, okay, let's go back."

Lin Xiaoge spread her wings and was about to fly back to the city with the wind spirit.

It's just that he spread his wings, and a voice stopped him.

"Wait a moment!"

"what?"

Lin Xiaoge was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at the source of the voice.

Behind him, on the steep slope leading up to the Star Falling Cliff, an ice-blue-haired girl dressed as a knight was panting towards him, waving and shouting while running, "Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

Lin Xiaoge's face was a little strange, when he heard the other party's first call to wait, he had already stopped, but the other party seemed to be afraid that he would not hear him fly away, even if he was out of breath, he must shout more A few times.

And the consequence of this is that when the girl climbed to the top of the cliff, she was so out of breath that she couldn't speak a word.

No, I can tell.

"Wait...wait...wait a minute."

The panting blue-haired girl leaned against the boulder beside her, panting heavily.

As a result of her movements, the two lumps of flesh in front of her also moved slightly due to the master's shaking.

"Don't look! Don't look!"

The wind spirit was in a hurry, and waved her small hands back and forth in front of Lin Xiaoge's eyes.

Lin Xiaoge's expression was a little weird, and she coughed lightly, "I didn't watch it, but speaking of it... are there any human beings in the world outside the wind wall?"

And... the other party is so similar to a certain blue-haired girl who always talked about revenge thousands of years later.

"Of course, our Gurnhild family escaped before the Wind Barrier sealed off the city, and we have been struggling to survive in this wind and snow."

The blue-haired girl, who was out of breath, seemed to have calmed down, took a deep breath, and said so.

"Gunhilde?"

Lin Xiaoge's expression froze. He hadn't forgotten the surname. After thousands of years, the surname of an acting head of the Knights of the West Wind was Gurnhilde.

After contacting Qin Lawrence from before, Lin Xiaoge couldn't help asking the blue-haired girl in front of her, "Excuse me, what's your name?"

"I...my name? My name is Yura Gunhild, a knight of Gunhild. It's an honor to meet you, poet."

The blue-haired girl replied cautiously, her cheeks were a little flushed, her eyes were wandering on one side, and on the other side she was still arranging her slightly messy clothes.

It seemed that she was a little worried about whether she was not well-groomed when she met Lin Xiaoge for the first time, so she was a little nervous.

Lin Xiaoge's face became even weirder. He didn't expect that the girl in front of him was actually called Yula.

It's just that her surname has been swapped with that of the huntress.

Thousands of years later, the elegant and responsible Jean Gurnhild has now become the married huntress Jean Lawrence, and the self-proclaimed sinner, Yula, who always talks about revenge. Now, Lawrence has become a young knight who was very nervous when they first met.

I have to say, this feeling is a little strange.

But Lin Xiaoge unexpectedly found that the shy Yula seemed unexpectedly cute.

"Poet, were you peeking at the little girl again just now?"

On the side, the wind elf asked with his hands on his hips, puffing out his cheeks.

Lin Xiaoge looked a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, changed the subject and said, "Miss Yula, what do you want from me?"

Yula was stunned for a moment, and said falteringly, "I... I actually... actually have nothing to do, just... my father asked me to come and ask you, can... can our Gunnhild family also participate in this event?" In this war against the tyrant?"

Lin Xiaoge froze, the Gurnhilde family was able to survive in the dangerous world outside the wind wall, naturally it had its own strength.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoge agreed without hesitation.

"No problem, I can marry you."

The face of the young knight immediately turned red.

And the wind elves also stomped their feet and asked.

"Poet—what the hell are you talking about?!"

"That... was made nervous by the previous huntress..."

Chapter 59 Baby?I... I'm not ready yet.

Gunnhild, among the original gods, was originally a tribe that escaped from the wind barrier, and then obtained the protection of the wind elves.

But here, according to what Lin Xiaoge learned from Yula Gunhilde, their Gunhilde clan left the city as early as the Wind Barrier was erected, and found a very important place in Mond. A rare but tiny safe haven from the wind and snow.

When going out to hunt, they will also choose days with less wind and snow.

Under such circumstances, the people of the Gurnhilde family are struggling.

But even so, the Gurnhilde family has never forgotten that they want to liberate the people of Mond from the rule of the tyrant.

They escaped before the Wind Barrier was built, just to find a way to survive the storm without relying on Dekarabian.