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How should I put it, maybe normally these words are nothing, but it was said by Melina who is known as firewood.

That is to say-

This wood is actually enlightened!

Simply shocked his little fader for 100 years!

The smile in his heart couldn't stop overflowing on his face, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he even happily hummed a little tune, which was the song sung by the group of bat banshees.

At this moment, he discovered a strange figure standing on the broken bridge above the road to transport the criminals.

The man stood there motionless, staring at the golden tree in the distance, and raised his gray-black haggard arms high, as if he was praising or paying tribute.

There is also a golden mask that looks like a chrysanthemum and the sun on his head, making it impossible to see his face.

"Golden mask?"

He frowned slightly, recognizing the figure.

This guy and him can be regarded as old acquaintances, and they will meet several times in each reincarnation, and this time it is on the way to transfer sinners.

For the rest of the time, it was basically the interior of Rodel King City, where the whole picture of the Golden Tree could be glimpsed, and it was the closest place.

Although this is a ruthless man who can rub the fragments of the magic ring with his own hands, I don't know why he doesn't have a good impression of this person.

It wasn't his idea—that gods shouldn't have feelings.

It's that the golden mask itself can't speak, and it's basically relayed by [recorder] Colin, giving him the feeling that he's talking to two fingers.

And Colin is his finger-pointing old woman.

But speaking of it, it seems that the idea of ​​the golden mask coincides with Two Fingers, and Two Fingers also hopes to get that kind of emotionless tool, just like Radagon, the guardian of the ring in the tree now.

"Owner...."

Suddenly, there was an ethereal call, and Crula's soft voice brought him back to consciousness.

Not only that, but Melina also twisted her body and watched him, her golden eyes revealing her concern.

"Master, do you need me to help you get rid of him?"

Kurala, who knew that the faded people were somewhat disgusted with the golden mask, said the most terrifying words in the most gentle tone.

But he shook his head and sighed:

"Forget it, there's no need."

Then he lightly raised the reins and set off towards the village ahead.

In this reincarnation, he has nothing to do with the golden mask, so there is no need to kill him.

After all, he wasn't a devil or a murderer.

"This is Dominula, Windmill Village."

Right in front of them, there is a village full of countless windmills. People in the village gather together in groups of three and two to sing and dance. Even the gallows-like instruments of torture are decorated with bright flowers. .

It is simply a rare joyful place in the borderland, everyone's face is filled with happy smiles...

The premise is that you can ignore the rusty hatchets in the hands of these dancers and the dead bones dancing around them.

This is the side room of [Inquisitor] Rakad - the place where Tanis was born, the Windmill Village Dominura.

Due to the shattering of the magic ring, the village has gradually become distorted from being enthusiastic and unrestrained. It was originally a holy place that travelers like to visit, but now everyone fears it like a wolf.

The reason for fear is also very simple. Did you see the hatchets in their hands?

If you dare to go over and watch, the hatchet will fall in the next second, and then there will be no people.

Don't ask him how he knows...just ask, just try.

However, this is also the place where he most wants to broadcast live to his group of friends. How can he not share this cheerful and weird picture?

But today is not enough, he still has a lot of things to do.

For example, first go to Boiling River to find the Hermit Village and deal with Master Yazler.

Then go to the abandoned coffin to find Lance Shanks and talk to her.

However, just as he lit up the Blessing Land and left Windmill Village, the light of the golden tree slowly dimmed, and the sky suddenly fell into darkness.

"...is it evening?"

Looking at the dark sky, he couldn't help murmuring.

"Forget it, let's rest on the spot today."

It's not a good idea to scurry around the outside of the king's city at night, not to mention that Mengget has assembled his troops now, who knows what's going on inside.

215. The King of Chaos

The night gradually deepened.

Among the deserted thrones with floating golden fluorescence, Menggert, who was sitting on the false throne, woke up from his deep sleep and slowly opened his eyes.

"coming..."

"Predator toyed with by the fire of ambition, you are finally here...."

An old, deep voice echoed in the deserted throne room.

But Menggert didn't care, and even had a sly smile on his face.

As long as this faded person can be defeated head-on, it is estimated that no one will disturb the tranquility of Rodel King City again.

But he was very curious. It was clear that this faded person had formed his own power at the Magic Academy in Lijenia, but why did he come to the Yatan Plateau alone?

Do you think that he can fight against the current Royal City of Rodel by himself?

Thinking of this, Meng Gete frowned slightly, a little confused about the way of action of the faded person.

However, compared to this incident, there was one thing that made Menggert feel more distressed and frustrated.

Slowly getting up from the throne, he turned to the golden tree behind him and stared at it for a long time.

Then he lowered his gaze and stared at the only entrance - the entrance to the Elden Ring.

"[Eternal Queen] Malika, the god of gold, my mother, why did you reject me..."

"Why are you so cruel and abandon us..."

Montgomery spoke of injustice in a low voice.

He is a bad omen, and like the Faded One, he is an existence that is hated by the world. He was also abandoned and exiled by his mother, Queen Malika, and was thrown into the sewers without care.

Until one day, he and his brother Monger received a gift from their mother - the fragment of Elden's Ring. From then on, they guarded this kingless throne and repel all intruders.

Manipulated by the fire of ambition and bewitched by the Finger Witch to become the King of Elden, he has killed countless faders.

But now, he found out.

It wasn't just him who was abandoned, and it wasn't just the faded ones, it was everything in this narrow place.

The golden tree is rejecting everything.

The spur of denial emanating from the entrance is proof.

And everything that was abandoned naturally became a sacrifice, a sacrifice for King Elden and the redisplay of Elden's ring.

Feeling a little sad, Montgomert sat back on the throne with a thud, supporting his head with his strong arms covered with white hair, staring at the empty illusory seat in front of him, and remained silent for a long time...

At the same time, outside the royal city.

The night of the Altan Plateau is not like that of Lienia, where there is no moon.

Only the endless night shrouded the towering hills.

The faint light emitted by the golden tree is the only light on the Yatan Plateau.

At this time, the faded person was lying on the blanket and sleeping with Kurala, who was emitting a faint light like a firefly.

Kulala's body is soft and cool, accompanied by the cool wind passing by, making people feel very comfortable, but he doesn't know that Kulala is emitting a faint pink light at this moment, as if shy .

Sleeping with the master or something, Kurala said that this is the first time.

The buzzing of insects lingered in my ears, forming a silent duet with the crisp crackling of firewood from time to time.

He and Melina didn't sleep together, but on opposite sides of the campfire.

After all, Melina's relationship with him is not as close as Lani's.

Although there is a high probability that Melina will not refuse when it is proposed, but he hopes that the eldest wife can be more proactive.

However, Melina didn't seem to be sleeping peacefully at this time, as if she was having a nightmare.

His hands subconsciously hugged his legs, and his whole body curled up together, his two beautiful parts frowning slightly, and his plain face was filled with pain and sadness at this moment.

Suddenly, Melina swish!Suddenly opened his eyes.

That's right, the eyes.

The eyes that were originally branded with three-finger marks like eagle claws opened, but the golden pupils were different from the other ones.

The blue pupils shone slightly, as vast as a starry sky, full of silence and death.

The whole person's temperament has changed drastically.

If Melina was just a piece of wood before, dull and plain, then now she is a sharp-edged poison-soaked dagger, and the graceful curves are covered with poison that seals the throat when it sees blood.

Then, he suddenly sat up again, staring at the distant golden tree, and then looked back at the sleeping Faded One for a while.

It seemed that after finding no abnormalities, the eye closed involuntarily as if it possessed its own mind, or the seal took effect again.

Melina herself took a few deep breaths.

She had a dream just now.

A very incredible dream.

In the dream, she saw the faded person go alone to the underground of the royal city where the wandering merchants were buried like a tomb in order not to let her become a kindling.

There, her Faded met Heda, the Epilepsy Witch.

Haida's words to the faded person were like bewitching, so no matter how much she persuaded or begged, she could not restore the faded person's heart.

He could only watch helplessly as the faded man took off his armor little by little, and pushed open the thick stone door that exuded a fiery aura, was burned red, and was filled with an ominous aura.

Until his figure completely disappeared from the stone door.

Then, there was another scream, a scream of exhaustion.

When the faded person came out again, there were finger-like fiery carbonization marks on his body, and the depths of those scarlet eyes exuded maddening madness.

After that, she left.

Left the faders.

But when she turned around again, the golden tree had been burned by the flames, and the remaining half of the thick trunk was filled with soaring flames, dyeing everything in the color of flames.

The ominous epileptic fire burned the sky, the earth, and the creatures in the border areas until it was burned to ashes and burned into nothingness.

And she, holding the doomed death in her hand, saw the faded one again.

He was sitting on the throne in King Rodel City. His head had disappeared and was replaced by a terrifying flame.

In that flame, she felt the half-disappearing smile of the faded person, and the eyes of contempt for all living beings.

The fading person she was most optimistic about, has now become the king of chaos.

Wherever he goes, not a blade of grass grows; wherever he goes, there is no life left.

When she dreamed here, she was startled awake. This dream was really too ominous for her.

It wasn't until I saw that everything was in good condition that I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the movement she made also woke up the faded person in his sleep. Holding the big jellyfish pillow in his arms that had turned blue, he sat up slowly.

While rubbing his sleepy eyes, he asked dimly, "Melina, what happened?"

"...nothing."

Melina didn't tell him, but shook her head slightly.

And the faded person also nodded with a vague understanding.

But in fact, he had already woken up just now, and even felt the changes in Melina's breath, and he didn't choose to wake up until he became stable again.