Master Lich's Knight Steward

Father is a little different. The Lich squinted his eyes to confirm the expressions of the two lovers on the horse. Ralvin's lifeless face could not read anything, but Andre's eyes were at least clear enough and determined.

Ecstasy potions are essentially different from love spells. When the caster's thoughts are consistent with the target of the magic, the influence of the spell will disappear.

It seems that the prince's love is deeper than he guessed at the beginning, but what is the trigger for this kind of emotion?The lich guessed with great interest—he originally thought that Andre would only erupt when he saw Ralvin's charred corpse.

"Don't mention Anthony, my only interest in him is to enjoy those crystal videos about temples and nobles questioning him." Ludwig, who was pushed away from the nearest window by the hot host, had to lie on another window Xi pouted. "In addition, I have to say that you are not familiar with contact warfare. Obviously, the former second young master is also deeply involved."

At least as a knight, the top man in the world once pointed out that Ralvin, who was tied up for three days and three nights and would not lose his vitality, had a deep and long wound on his back.It seems that the silver-haired young man whose brains were burnt out by love made a feat of serving as a commoner auxiliary system and serving as a human shield for a fully armored warrior.

"Would you like to help these two idiots break out?"

"..." The lich's eyes seemed to see through Ludwig's soul, and then he showed a sneer that made the man feel that he would definitely regret it.

"It's interesting, why not?"

He drew a simple but powerful magic character in his left palm, then pulled out a gleaming silver long weapon, and solemnly handed it to the dull servant.

holy sword.Claire's light, through decades of time, through conspiracy and curse, finally returned to the hands of his destiny master.

"Just unearthed──go!"

With a light push from the lich, the knight was lifted out of the warm and safe carriage, and at the same time, the charm of appearance was lifted.

Anyway, don't everyone like to borrow the name of Rockefeller, a family of gods?So now, let's all admire the majestic and heroic appearance of the last battle god son again?

Then he'll be completely mine, the lich thought happily.

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many years later──

The abandoned villa is full of plants transformed by the remaining violent elements in the air, especially those iron-blue thorns, which carry rotten white bones wrapped around them, slowly crawling on the entire scorched soil, as if Waiting for the next stupid creature to barge in.

The winter in the Guguloka Mountains is cold, but the white snow can no longer paint this evil land with innocence.

Claus Hill, it used to have a name that symbolized the blooming of flowers.There was a love that was buried by the flames of war, and a prosperous time that was erased by power...but now there is only loneliness left.

When the struggle between the secular and theocracy of the Holy Empire finally ended in division, the tracking team formed by the Temple Judgment Army and the Imperial Mages had to cooperate, and finally found the origin of the evil---in order to break through the unfathomable necromancer The defense system, they paid too much price.

The elite team that has tracked down the evil blasphemers for decades, only one person escaped after breaking through the villa, but he brought out a piece of news that aroused the hearts of countless adventurers and high-ranking people.

On the basement altar at the core of this evil mage fortress, there is a silver sword that has never been polluted by evil. The smooth and sharp sword has a warm radiance like the sun.

In the end, he was a survivor who was seriously injured and died, leaving only a few words in his last words: Claire Shine.

In the official history, this holy sword, which symbolizes the unity of kingship and theocracy, followed his last master—— Siegfried, the son of the gods.Ann Wardry Sol.Rockefeller, disappeared together in that ugly conspiracy.

In the unofficial history, it last appeared in an absurd and absurd fire. The son of God who should have died rescued the same-sex lover who was condemned by the temple for blasphemy, and then drifted away...

Those in power naturally scoff at romantic legends, but this does not prevent them from dreaming of this sword that is more suitable as a token than a weapon.

So there are always challengers who will visit this deserted manor, even if most of the time they are just adding food to those demonized thorns.

Another group of foolish boys came here today, and the black-haired boy who walked in the middle of the team but showed sufficient authority tightly pursed his lips, and his eyes showed that he was determined to win.

"There's another group of food deliverers here, do you want to bet on which level they can go to?"

In fact, the owner of the villa, who has never really left, sits firmly on a high platform invisible to ordinary people, while tasting delicious blueberry sauce cream biscuits, while perseveringly launching a new round of gambling games.

"Bet him to win." After getting rid of the title of housekeeper for a long time, the man who finally took a big step towards the ambition of warming the bed, fed the biscuits one by one into the mouth of his lover nestled in his arms. Over the years, It is also the first time that he has responded positively to the bet made by the "Master".

"He is like me, the supercilious and foolish me in my previous life, but with a firm soul."

"Oh?" The lich tilted his head, and his eyes fell more on the side of the black-haired boy, who was always half a step behind him, and the brown-haired youth who was guarding him with a posture of a guard narrowed his eyes without malice.

There was a subtle sense of familiarity in the facial features of the young man, but De Mayer's short human life made the Lich long ago give up remembering the passers-by he encountered in his eternal life.

"Maybe it won't go well."

"What?" Ludwig couldn't believe that after training for so long, even his own vision, which had been tempered by the bottomless abyss, couldn't see it.

"Think for yourself." The lich leaned back comfortably, rubbing against the man's thick and warm chest, successfully drawing the other's attention to a certain part that most likes to be excited without authorization and never cooperates with the sober brain.

Soon he changed from the person who eats the snacks to the ones to be eaten, and the lich's mouth hangs a smile of enjoyment──his loyal and infatuated servant, who has skills and enthusiasm, fully satisfies his love for life and battle. potential requirements.

The former owner of the holy sword, who was completely addicted to desire, was immediately bewildered by this smile and forgot his question.

Poor challenger, he probably couldn't think of it at all—because the proud weapon just gave birth to soul consciousness, it was abandoned by the master in the hateful name of "I want to accompany my sweetheart and have no time to care about you", and I have never been used to it ever since Any pair in the world has.Affection.people.Even if it misses its next Lord of Destiny, it will not hesitate!

The poor newborn savior will never know—the first level in his brilliant life was all due to his painstaking efforts to purify the holy sword, but after being rejected by the sword spirit for research, he was so angry that his petty eyes never died A creature's petty revenge?

Everything in the world is unpredictable.

Just like the lich may never find out, the gentle brown-haired young man he had forgotten in an instant, his ancestral blood came from a family that had disappeared in history long ago, a young cousin whose status was too low to escape— ─They even met once in the slave market.

That's why the Lich still can't remember his magic real name covered up by the incomplete contract, and he can never get back the true ruthlessness that was lost through the storm of time and space... But there's nothing wrong with that, is it?

At least for now, the lich walking in the world feels happy.

The same happiness as pursuing the ultimate in magic...so he had double the happiness, and that was enough.

Sitting on love and freedom, a soul cannot ask for more.

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