Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

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542 Sisters

"Lord Aschero! Lord Brucifa! The situation has changed! We..."

When Randall frantically scrambled ashore, she was stunned. She had been sent by Ascelo to dive into the water and blend in with the sea creatures as an insider, and to investigate the situation at any time. It had not been long, and when she returned, she found that the place was empty—Brucifer and Ascelo, they should have been here, but...

She was stunned for a moment, then looked up and looked around.

The vast snowfield meets the beach. The night storm has subsided and there is not a single piece of ice left on the sea.

The sea water hits the shore, revealing gravel and rocks.

The morning sun lengthened her lonely figure, the cold sea breeze blew past, and she suddenly felt a chill deep in her heart.

She was silent.

Silently, the mermaid twisted her tail with difficulty as she passed through the reefs and gravel. Her body structure meant that she could not adapt to the dry and cold land. Soon, her beautiful tail began to bleed. The blood and water droplets formed a layer of beautiful pink ice crystals on the surface of the scales. The white scales became rough and dull under the ravages of the gravel and gravel, and fell off piece by piece.

She didn't find the two adults.

They are not here.

left.

However, she did not receive any news. She was still lurking in the sea tribe, waiting for the final result. When she found that something was wrong, she immediately ran back to report the news, but what was waiting for her was such a scene.

With her back to the sea breeze, she suddenly realized that she was not surprised by all this.

Yes, this was the norm in the Sea Clan, in her life. She had risen to high positions because of her bloodline, and had fallen into the mud because of her bloodline. She had been betrayed and betrayed herself. She knew all of this too well.

But at this moment, her last hope was shattered.

In fact, Randall had no idea what happened in the Temple of Poseidon, nor what the ending of Elsa and Tricia was. She didn't care about those things. She had only two requirements for cooperating with Aschero - to restore her status and to kill Meera.

The former is what she originally owned.

And the latter was the one who took away everything from her.

However, everything Aschelo promised her has not been fulfilled until now. She did not get everything she wanted. Instead, what she got was a drastic change in the sea clan overnight. The Sea King abdicated, a new King took office, the storm that had never stopped for thousands of years left the sea, and a wanted order for her from the current and supreme Sea King.

No, Hayes, the new Poseidon, he knew her existence. He understood who was behind everything and who had personally made it happen.

It was obvious that the new emperor had no intention of letting her go.

"Randall."

A call broke the silence of the sea breeze. Randall turned around stiffly, only to see someone she didn't want to see - Mela.

Mela had come here at some point. She was standing by the reef. Like Randall, she didn't care about the sharp rocks and just stared at her.

Facing the now miserable Randall, Mela felt extremely complicated.

But Randall seemed unusually calm and composed, or perhaps she had already anticipated this - Mela was not a fool. If Mela had not died in this incident, she would have figured everything out and would have known about her betrayal. With Mela's character, she would have found him at all costs.

"Are you here to kill me?"

Randall saw the scimitar at Meera's waist.

Meera is good at this, and Randall has never been her opponent in this regard. It is precisely because of this that the young Randall looked up to Meera a little bit - a sister of humble bloodline can cultivate strength far stronger than hers, what an amazing achievement. She is willing to be friends with such a sister. She wants to see how far this poor sister can go by relying on the power beyond her bloodline.

Watching Mela grow up, she even thought that perhaps the power of bloodline was exaggerated, or perhaps the sea people had another freer and more powerful way out.

However, things have always been reversed. The fact is that she is the one with inferior blood, and she is the one who should be pitied and given charity.

What an irony.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time.

"Randall, you know I can't do it," Meera shook her head. "I came to say goodbye to you."

"Goodbye?"

Randall was slightly stunned.

She understands Mela, she understands Mela's preferences, Mela's personality, and her life experience. In Randall's opinion, Mela should be more angry and sad after being betrayed by her only "friend", so much so that she would kill herself.

Could it be that I am not that important in Mela's heart?

Randall suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.

"I plan to leave the clan and the sea tribe," Meera said. "From now on, the Storm Sea will no longer exist. Maybe I can find a boat and travel around. I haven't been to other seas yet."

"You came here just to tell me this?" Randall gritted his teeth, his calm heart inexplicably filled with irritation. "You should know that all this is my..."

"So I'm just saying goodbye to you, not inviting you along... Once upon a time, you were indeed the person I admired most, my only relative, and my only friend."

Meera interrupted Randall. Her tone was a little sad and hesitant. She seemed to want to say something, but paused and finally did not speak. She turned around and jumped into the water.

Randall looked at the white water in a daze. Facing the wet and cold sea breeze, she raised her hand and then put it down.

She stood in the morning sun for a long time, she thought a lot, but could not get any results.

It seems like everything is wrong, and yet it seems like nothing is right.

After a while, several tall mermaids appeared on the water, holding halberds in their hands and walking towards Randall with a clear purpose.

"Princess Randall, the Sea King has ordered us to arrest you."

The leading mermaid, Kadcalus, was a loyal warrior of the clan. He was considering his words when he saw Randall grab a dagger and point it at her own chest.

puff--

The blood dyed the snow red. This scene was so sudden that even Kadkalus didn't react.

Randall committed suicide.

"Want to save?"

"People who are determined to die cannot be saved."

On the water in the distance, Elsa and Tricia watched this scene, both feeling a little emotional.

After leaving the Temple of Poseidon, Elsa and Tricia found Randall. Once the target was clear, it was not a difficult task for Adele. They followed all the way, trying to see if they could follow the clues to find Aschero and Brucifa - but it was obvious that the other party would not wait there foolishly, and had left long ago. In the end, she witnessed the choice of Mela and Randall as a bystander.

"If they hadn't been born into this deformed sea tribe, they might have become very good sisters."

Tricia felt a little emotional.

"When the Sea God left behind the temple, he probably didn't expect that his blessing would eventually lead to the sea people becoming what they are today. Perhaps, for the sea people in the past, the temple was a holy place that protected them, but for the sea people now, the temple has become a shackle, even poison. Perhaps the appearance of Hayes is a good thing."

"Looking at it this way," Aisha took over, "could it be that the reason Hayes was able to seize the power of the temple was because of Poseidon's instructions?"

Tricia was stunned for a moment, then looked at Aisha. The two fell into a brief silence, with only the sea breeze blowing as usual.

"It's dawn, let's go back."

"Ah."

Tricia responded.

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543. Visitors from Dragon Canyon (6K8)

When Aisha, Tricia and Becky returned to Bolmo, Charlie also happened to arrive in Bolmo. Charlie came with Grace and Novi, who had not been seen for a long time. Lacey did not come because she insisted on waiting for her sister. Aisha and others' next destination was the Holy City. Finally, Charlie asked Ebusen to take her to Ngo Village. With old Joe taking care of her, Lacey would be fine.

As soon as they met, Charlie threw herself on Elsa. She had been separated from Elsa for many days.

"Grace doesn't like attending parties, and Novi doesn't like showing up in public either. But I felt it would be a shame to stay in that gloomy castle for two months after finally coming to the North Country, so I dragged them along."

Charlie chuckled, revealing her pointy little teeth.

Elsa scratched her nose.

"Where's Ruby?"

"With Alman watching over it—speaking of which, there's not enough meat in the castle anymore. Ruby needs to eat several cartloads a day, and Alman's having a headache lately."

Elsa was very suspicious that Alman would be accidentally stepped on and turned into a meat pie by Ruby - however, Alman's strength had recovered a lot since he got back his origin, so he shouldn't die from being stepped on by a dragon, right?

"I'm just worried about Charlie going on a long trip alone."

Grace was leading the gray deer and said this, turning her head away.

Novi greeted Aisha, Tricia and Becky politely.

"Is Yabo okay?" Aisha asked.

"He's living well in the Barony. He likes it there very much." Novi seemed a little shy in front of Elsa. "He planned to go home recently, so he didn't come."

At this time, the crow fell from the sky and landed on Tricia's shoulder.

She smiled at Aisha, then looked at Grace, Xia Li and Novi and said.

"We'll talk as we walk."

"By the way, since we're meeting the king... do we need to wear formal attire?"

Charlie suddenly asked, and as she spoke, her eyes were already undisguisedly looking towards Aisha, her eyes full of expectation.

It was a rare opportunity to have a suitable reason. She really wanted to see how Elsa would look in a dress. It must be very beautiful.

Becky, who was following behind, couldn't help but secretly cast a glance at Elsa. Ever since Adele told her that she actually had different feelings for Elsa, she had been deliberately keeping a distance from Elsa. In fact, she was a little skeptical about Adele's words, because she didn't think she had any feelings for Elsa at all - and it was difficult to even imagine it, because it was too outrageous.

But the more this happened, the more Becky uncontrollably focused her attention on Elsa. Following Charlie's words, she subconsciously sketched Elsa's curvy and plump figure, sketching a picture of Elsa wearing a gorgeous dress.

Grace, who was standing by, also stopped stroking the gray deer and glanced sideways intentionally or unintentionally.

"Why are you looking at me?" Aisha couldn't help but smile. She shook off her nun's uniform naturally and said confidently, "I'm wearing this."

Elsa is a nun. The more formal the banquet, the more formal she needs to dress, so naturally a nun's uniform is the most suitable.

"Oh, why is this happening..." Charlie was disappointed, and Becky and Grace also looked away.

"Actually, this meeting isn't a formal banquet; it's a private invitation from the king, so there's no need to be restrained and you can be more casual."

Tricia explained.

This was also Tricia's request. She knew Elsa's character, so she didn't let the king make a big fuss - otherwise, with the old man's character, he would probably have to hold a national celebration to entertain her.

"What kind of man is the king?"

Charlie asked again.

"He's very easy to get along with," Tricia smiled, "and he's an old friend of mine."

"That..." Grace suddenly said at this time.

"Can I not go?" she asked, smoothing the fur of her gray deer. "I... am not really suited to participate in this kind of occasion. You guys can go, and I'll just walk around the city."

Grace really didn't like this kind of occasion.

"Then I'll follow Sister Grace too..." Novi raised her hand weakly.

Becky also spoke: "Me too..."

At this moment, Elsa suddenly said to Grace:

"Grace, don't you want to get more news about the witches? You don't plan to give up on the witches in Belmont Freya, do you?"

The word "witch" made Grace slightly stunned. She didn't expect Elsa to suddenly bring this up, and Elsa's next words stirred up a storm in her heart: "In that case, this is a good opportunity. With Tricia and I here, you can have a good chat with the king freely."

Grace was stunned, and her movements stopped. She stared at Elsa blankly, her eyes full of disbelief.

In fact, Grace had wanted to tell Elsa about this matter a long time ago - the witches, the Witch Society, all of these were hurdles that she could never overcome in her life, and they were her heartache. However, she had searched for a lifetime but had not found any possibility that could truly redeem the witches, until that day, she met Elsa.

Elsa can easily suppress the violent power of the abyss just through physical contact, and just a drop of blood can completely strip away the power of the abyss.

These are all miracles that Grace has personally experienced and witnessed.

Elsa was right here, right next to Grace. Grace wanted to ask Elsa for help countless times, but she held herself back again and again.

Saving the witches is not anyone's obligation. It is just the wish of Grace, Sophia, and many other witches in the Witch Society. Grace really can't think of a suitable way to talk to Elsa.

After all, this is really not a simple matter, but a very heavy responsibility, and Grace understands it better than anyone else.

She wasn't sure if she spoke up and if Aisha disagreed, she would lose this one and only chance.

She was afraid, she didn't dare.