Chapter 103:

Seeing the atmosphere outside the car and the tension at the tense stage, you quickly lifted the curtain and called out anxiously, "Renault, wait a minute!"
Because you have restored your past memories, your name for the blonde knight has also subconsciously changed back to the intimate and familiar tone of when you were lovers, and you have lost a little sense of alienation and distance.
The blond knight who was about to pull out the sword also froze suddenly, he slowly turned his head, his blue eyes were staring at you tightly, and his apple slid jerky.
"May... Miss? Are you..."
The joy and excitement in the man's tone could not be concealed.
But with a bit of tentative uncertainty.
You secretly said a bad sound, and you have already made a decision in your heart to completely cut off with Renault, so that he can forget the past with you as soon as possible, and rediscover his own life. Now he once again gave him hope, which is true for him. It's too cruel.
Besides, you don't know how long you can live, and you can no longer hurt innocent people.
"I'm sorry, Lord Renault, I just forgot to use the honorific name to you in a hurry. Please forgive me for my impoliteness." Your tone changed, with a kind of respectful and just right alienation.
The blond knight's expectation froze on his face, as if his faint hope had been completely shattered, he curled his lips astringently, "It doesn't matter, Miss Mee doesn't need to apologize for that."
You feel a little unbearable in your heart, but in order to let the other party come out as soon as possible, you still have a cruel heart, grabbed Galluk next to him, hooked his arm intimately, and said shyly to Renault: "Forgot to tell One thing about you, in fact, Lord Galluk and I are already together."
After your voice fell, Renault and Garuch's body stiffened at the same time, and the white halo on top of Garuch's head burst into red.
"If there is a chance in the future, I hope Lord Renault can come to our wedding."
After saying this, the blond knight's face became paler and paler, and the eyes looking at you were as helpless as the boy in the rainy night a few years ago.
"So... this is the case." Renault whispered hoarsely: "Then...Congratulations, two of you..."
After that, he didn’t stop you again, and after doing a routine check, let him go, but when you left, the blond knight stood at the gate of the city, silently watching the carriage you were riding in until it disappeared completely. In the field of vision.
You also felt a little uncomfortable. As soon as you left Renault’s sight, you immediately let go of Garuch, who was stiff as a puppet, and quickly apologized: "Sorry! Lord Garuk, just now you were also involved. ."
"It's okay, I don't mind." Galluk said calmly, but the halo on his head has been maintaining a rather conspicuous pink color, and it flashes.
Hearing this, you can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. You know that big-minded people like the presiding judge will not care about such small things. When you are about to explain your sudden behavior just now, there is a sudden and unbearable colic in your chest. , Too late to react, the whole person lost consciousness in the dark.
You don’t know how long you’ve been ups and downs in the hazy trance. You feel like you have had a long, long dream. There are many vague figures in the dream, but you can’t see their faces or remember the dreams. specific contents.
When you have consciousness again, you feel that your body is as heavy and weak as being salvaged from the water, your mind is groggy, and a strange sense of emptiness and loss emerges in your chest.
It seems that I have lost something important again.
Immediately there was a rustling wind sound in your ears, and you also felt your body as if being hugged in the air, flying fast in the air.
You opened your eyes in a little surprise, but saw a pair of white and wide wings, the man's cold and tough jawline, and the solemn and tight lips.
"...Master Galluk?" You whispered softly.
Holding your chest tightly for a moment, Garuch lowered his head and glanced at you, revealing an imperceptible relaxation in his icy blue eyes.
"Wake up? Is there anything else uncomfortable?" He rarely asked with concern in a gentle tone.
You shook your head to indicate that you are fine, and when you were about to say something, you were shocked when you saw the ruins of a destroyed human city passing under you.
Only a pile of broken stones and broken wood was left in large swaths of city walls and houses and streets. The scorched traces burned by the fire covered every corner of the street. Some invisible large masses of dark red blood stains and almost exposed to the sun Dried corpses and bones abound, white maggots crawling around in their skulls, black corpse crows standing on a broken hand who doesn’t know who has abandoned them, bowing their heads and pecking at the threads with their beaks. The rotten skin and flesh, not far from the broken hand, a corpse of a child who looked no more than six or seven years old fell to the ground, and the young hand was still stretching forward, as if trying to grasp something.
And there are many more scenarios like this.
You were immediately shocked by this tragic scene called on earth and lost your ability to speak.
"Every time the demon recovers, the place he passes by will change into this look." Galluk's low voice came from the top of your head, "don't worry, now the has dropped a new son, waiting for the son to grow up. After completion, the devil will no longer be a threat, and the Holy See will try to help the people who are in trouble to rebuild new homes."
In this regard, you can only remain silent.
It is almost impossible for the Demon God to be destroyed artificially, because everything except his heart has no entity. As long as enough resentment, war, destruction, death and other powerful negative dark forces are gathered, no matter how the Demon God’s body is destroyed, It can be resurrected many times indefinitely. Every time a Demon God appeared in history, it was sealed at a very painful price. The so-called Son of God only came every time when facing annihilation disaster on the mainland. The races on this continent bring last hope.
Nowadays, the races on this continent are also unwilling to cooperate and unite due to various contradictions and hatreds, and even take advantage of the chaos to capture the homes of other weak and small races, occupy their land and wealth, and hatred brought about by countless selfish greed invasions. And bloody, will only make the power of the demon more powerful and invincible.
Has the outside world developed to such a harsh and desolate level without you knowing it?
No wonder these days, the faces of people you see are covered with a thin layer of sadness and worry.
Even the king who can be considered safe is so nervous that the situation in other places will only get worse.
Having lived in this world for more than ten years, you have long regarded this world as another place of your belongings. Watching innocent people suffering from wars and disasters, their families ruined and displaced, but you are powerless and powerless. My heart is very heavy and uncomfortable.
What is strange is that apart from the slight tingling and depression in your heart, you can't feel any empathy that is too sad.
On the way back to the headquarters of the Holy See, a main city with a space teleportation circle was destroyed, so in order to save time, Garuk will hug you all night, except for occasionally stopping to drink water and eat, and even sleep. Sleeping, finally in the early morning of the third day, when the first rays of the sun rose from the horizon and fell to the ground, you finally saw the outline of the capital of Isaac, the headquarters of the Holy See.
The headquarters of the Holy See, which you described from your mentor Horsius before, thought it was as simple and solemn as what you had seen on TV before, but after seeing it with your own eyes, you realized that your imagination was too scarce. Up.
The capital of Isaac is a city in name. It is actually a huge building group surrounded by white palaces on a lonely mountain. Each palace houses the priests of the Holy See. The tallest white spire on the top of the mountain is the center. The place where the pope of the Holy See lives.
As soon as Garuch entered the capital of Isaqa, the priests and warrior guards that he saw along the way saluted him, and even the you in his arms were also watched with quite obvious surprise.
"Master Galluk, please let me go, I can go by myself." You begged embarrassingly.
Because you've been on the road before, you are too embarrassed to delay the team's itinerary, so you can only let Garukh hold it. On the way, other knights from the Lightwing clan came over and asked if you should be another person to take you. In the end, the chief judge was cold. The intimidating/frightening eyes turned away.
He has been doing this since you fainted before, and it seems that no one is allowed to touch you except himself.
Although you know that Galluk may be worried about your body, it still makes you feel very embarrassed, and he is your boss, and you can't directly order him.
Now that he is in the capital of Isaacia, he is still as stubborn as before. The eyes of people around you look at you even more embarrassing, as if in their eyes, you have an unspeakable intimacy with the presiding judge.
Until the appearance of another Lightwing tribe saves your dilemma.
This light-winged tribe also has a pair of white wings on his back, but his face is older and vicissitudes of life, and his hair also has some conspicuous silvery white, but it is not as small as the dangling flower on his head. Flowers eye-catching.
"Galukh, why are you back alive again?" The elder Lightwing Clan old man was very unkind when he spoke.
Garuch seemed to have been accustomed to his harsh tone for a long time, and said blankly: "Sorry, elder, let you down."
You blinked puzzledly and looked at the two Lightwing tribesmen whose atmosphere was obviously wrong.
You thought that this race is very united and friendly. It seems that there will be discord between members of any race.
The elder of the Lightwing Clan also noticed your gaze, and his eyes fell on you.
You immediately became nervous. Because of panic and anxiety, your eyelashes kept trembling, bit your lip, or you mustered up the courage to greet you in a low voice: "Elder...you, how are you?"
Because you were too nervous, you accidentally bit your tongue.
Presumably your stupidity must have left a very bad impression on the Great Elder of the Lightwing Race.
It's just that after staring at you for a while, the great elder suddenly sighed and said, "How come such a cute little flower is stuck on a pile of shit."
You have lost your ability to speak in shock. Is this great elder talking about you?
Even if I don't like you, it is a bit too much to say that you are.
You pursed your lips and suppressed the boiling dissatisfaction in your heart. Just as you were about to say something, there was a commotion in front of you.
"Holy Son...Please don't run around!"
"Get out of the way...Don't hit the Son!"
"Ah...Holy Son, be careful!"
A small figure pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and came to you.
He was a little silver-haired, purple-eyed boy with a small size in the uniform of the white gods, who looked only six or seven years old, and whose face was more delicate and lovely than an angel.
He raised his head and looked at you in disbelief with those beautiful purple pupils that were full of shock and shock.
"Why are you here?" the little boy asked you in a tender voice.
After you saw the little boy's face clearly, your eyes widened unbelievably.
"... Xi'an?"