As the hour hand of the silver pocket watch crossed two o'clock, Lady White Ghost, or rather the deformed and weakened version of Miss Drow, Hurley, finally woke up. Faos, who seemed to be less injured than her, had not yet recovered his consciousness, because all he had received was a hard wound on his body, and it was impossible to treat or restore it, and the magic could make his wounds heal quickly, but the body that had been consumed was not so easy to recover. As for Hurley herself, in fact, her own injuries are not too serious, but the curse methods of demonic magic are very terrifying, and ordinary medical methods are completely useless, if there is no master of divine arts, she can only sit and wait for death.

Fortunately, Xia Malu himself is a master of magic, and there are two gold-level great magicians of Hurricane and Lu Xi to supplement the demons, as long as they use powerful magic methods to dispel the curse effect on their bodies.

The female white ghost who woke up still looked a little weak, and looked at the few unfamiliar faces in the room twitched slightly, and then quickly regained her composure.

"Looks like you're not in league with those demons...... However, even if you save me, the artifact cannot be handed over to you. Hurley's face was pale and bloodless, and it was difficult to see the focus of life in her pupils, and she looked around at the people in the room, her gaze lingering on Luxi, Tempest, and Artoria for the longest time. It seems that she can't make up her mind, which of these three people will make the decision.

"So, I owe you a favor, please take this life back." Hurley is so authentic.

Lu Xi and Storm looked at each other, and he glanced at Artoria again, casting an inquiring look.

The knight princess of the Nords bit her lip and struggled for a few minutes. It seemed to be going on for a long psychological struggle, and finally nodded slowly.

"First of all, let me introduce myself. I'm Lu Xi. Lu Xi? Belencaster, Orucello? Descendants of Belencaster. Is this beautiful short-haired girl Yagomi? Hayat. Nicknamed Tempest, Drense? The head of Talos' men. Well, maybe you were born in the isolated mountains of Atlas and have not heard of these two names, you just need to know that our teachers are all inherited from the great sage Laxis during the Qiming War, and they are also the only vein left by Laxis. ”

Hurley's expression finally came alive. She sat up slightly, and looked at Lu Xi and Wind's faces seriously, as if trying to find some shadows in the two of them that resembled those stone statues of Laxis.

"Don't look at it that way. As I said, we are the descendants of the Luxis Division. As for the inheritance of the bloodline, well, although I don't know how much credibility there is...... This is Artoria? Pan Gangda? Nord? Arnor, the Empress of the Virginian Empire, is in the Trials of the Immortals, the next Empress Nord. ”

What do you mean by "I don't know what the credibility is?" Artoria couldn't help but glance at Lu Xi, and then nodded: "I am indeed the princess of Virginia, if the Heroic Spirit Trial is passed." That is, the crown prince of the empire. Please advise me on the first meeting, uh, Ms. Hurley. ”

Artoria looked a little entangled, probably not knowing how to greet the female white ghost. No way. Two days ago, the concept in her mind was still "the white ghost is the enemy", and the hatred level was probably second only to "the orcs must die." ”

Her hatred is high, but the mood of the female white ghost is even more complicated. The battle on the snowfield, which laid the foundation for the invincibility of the first half of the overlord's body, took place more than fifty years ago. And the magnificent Jingguan, where the heads of more than 20,000 of his compatriots were buried, still stands at the foot of Atlas Mountain.

That said, Hurley had a hard time dealing with Artoria. Even the Nords have too much hatred, as an objective truth says. "If you don't die, you won't die." The tribes who loved to go down the mountain to raid every year wanted to see if they could challenge the shackles of the ancient contract, and on the other hand, they really had the idea of self-destruction, that is, death.

Those who wanted to die had become an embellishment for the overlord's great martial arts, and those who tried in vain to challenge the contract between Uton, the goddess of judgment, and Laxis, the great sage, had also died suddenly and violently less than a hundred miles from the foot of the mountain.

After that, no one dared to break this contract. And they, the avoiders, survived in this majestic mountain until the end of the world...... Or, meet the true liberators.

Will you be our liberators?

Hurley's eyes sparkled eagerly at this thought, and it was only at this point that she seemed to have a living life at last.

"Now, we don't have time to bargain either. Lady Hurley, all three of us have the right to inherit the Staff of the World Tree. The following are our conditions, if any of us are approved by the World Tree Scepter, we will declare that you have fulfilled the guardian contract and liberated you, as the successors of the Great Sage of Laxis. ”

This is also the result of the previous discussion between the three of them, and the wind naturally has no opinion, but Artoria still hesitates.

"Lu Xi ......"

"Don't dwell on it, Artoria. A group of disgruntled guardians is not the way to go, and the Sealing Circle has fulfilled its historical duty. In this way, there is a group of Koubians in the north of Virginia, and a group of poor people who have been punished for the sins of their ancestors are also liberated, which is a real good thing! Besides, taking off the World Tree Scepter doesn't mean that the Bloodthirsty King's soul will definitely be able to break the seal, and even if the seal is broken, his body is still sealed at the four poles of the earth, at most, he can only leave a big eye like Zoro to pretend to be an otaku. ”

"Well, even if you say that...... By the way, who is Zoro? ”

"Didn't you just say that? An old otaku. Lu Xi said.

Perhaps the ancients who experienced the Qiming War a thousand years ago were still secretive about the power of the demon god, but Lu Xi completely lacked a sense of reality. Perhaps in his mind, he had never weighed the fate of a group of poor white imps, a brilliant artifact, and a seal like a dead thing.

This can only be said to be determined by the values of the traveler who are very different from this world.

Moreover, in this world, God does not represent the supreme consciousness of omniscience and omnipotence in the broad sense, but is just individuals who live longer and are more powerful than mortals, but can still be killed, as Lu Xi declared, "If we can tear him apart once, we can do it a second time." ”

Lu Xi, who has such an idea, may not have regarded the resurrection of the Bloodthirsty King as a matter in his heart.

Fortunately, although the essence of the wind is a healing soft girl, her identity is a lawless underworld sister, and as for Artoria, after Lu Xi's long-term flickering, her sense of responsibility is naturally not as firm as before.

"There is one condition. Ms. Hurley. Artoria stared into the eyes of the female white ghost: "If we liberate the contract." Then, you and your people must move out of Mount Atlas within a year, and none of them can remain in the Empire. I can promise that during your migration, the Imperial forces will not attack you, and will provide you with the necessary protection and food. ”

"Is that really good?" Lu Xi whispered to Artoria, "One more Drow elf clan in the Virgian Empire who has sworn allegiance to him may also make up for the cultural shortcomings of the Nords. In addition, you can also have an extra team of your own. ”

"There's no way around it...... Although the hatred between the Nords and the white ghosts is not as good as that of the orcs, they can't love each other after all. After leaving here, the tombs of King Richard and the Great Sage will inevitably be known to the public and the public, and the Nord nobles will not be able to accept a group of enemies who have been close to them to live in the resting place of the heroes. While I sympathize with these white, uh, drow elves, my priority is still the thoughts of my people. ”

"I see, Artoria will also look at the problem with such an old-fashioned and leader-like vision. I'm impressed with you, and you're sure to be a good empress. ”

"I always think you're sarcastic about me." Artoria glared at Lu Xi and puffed out her mouth angrily.

“…… I can accept it, and I will do my best to convince the other people. Hurley smiled a wrecked smile, "To be honest, we don't want to stay in this cold, damp and dark place for a long time. Of course, if I can, there is still a large amount of cryolite in the clan, and if it can be exchanged for money, it should be a lot of money, but I hope to buy a small place, which should be a place for the clan to settle down in the future. ”

"Money?" When Hurricane heard this word, his eyes suddenly brightened up at a frequency far greater than that of Lu Xi. She turned her head and glared at Lu Xi, and after making a gesture of "don't rob me" with her eyes and frightened the latter into retreating, she then said in a fanatical tone: "I bought a small island near Neosphia, and I am going to plant some tropical cash crops and other subsidies to supplement the organization's funds. But the labor around Neosfia is so high that I lose money every year......"

So you're not very smart in this area, are you? Employing the citizens of the metropolis who can't pick their shoulders and can't lift their hands and whose wages are so expensive to do agriculture? You can figure it out! No wonder I haven't paid off my arrears for so long.

"I'm willing to accept all of you if you will. Although the island is not big, it is no problem to accommodate 10,000 or 20,000 people. Those who are willing to continue fighting can join my Inspired Legion, and those who are willing to live a peaceful life can work on my plantation, as long as you don't dislike it when it's too hot. ”

Yes, from the equator of the polar runway, can it not be hot?

"Deal!" Hurley said without hesitation, and then she jumped out of bed like a nobody, took out a parchment roll from the cabinet behind her, and handed it to Blast: "This is the map of the entire network of dungeons and caves, and the location of the World Tree Scepter is naturally on it." ”

"Come on, descendants of Laxis, take the scepter! Give us freedom. A thousand years have passed, and we have forgotten what an elf should look like, and we hope to remember it soon. (To be continued......)