Chapter 162: Flaming flame

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Night fell.
Holding a long sword in his hand, Judy stood on the ground, staring silently at the sky in front of him and the bright moon in the night sky. The girl's fiery long red hair, swaying under the blowing of the night wind, seemed to be burning, jumping flames.
"call………"
Every time I saw this beautiful full moon, Judy could not help thinking of her past, her country, her people, the great nation that once used the moon as its banner. Hundreds of years later, it has become a small piece in the dust of history, but she herself, under a vicious curse, has no way to leave this world.
However, it is just that.
The calm lake of the girl did not make waves because of missing. As one of the strongest fighters ever, Judy had learned how to control his mood long ago. As a fighter, the best state is to have fire-like enthusiasm and ice-like fighting heart. This is exactly what Judy wants and wants for herself. Even when she is a wandering soul, she is also calm. She has never collapsed, struggling and suffering in a curse like her companions. It makes no sense, as a fighter, it is necessary to fight at all times. Fight nature, fight enemies, fight yourself. These will become a part of the warrior's life, and be integrated into her blood forever.
But even so, Judy is still a girl.
She blinked her eyes, withdrawn her thoughts again, and looked at the dim river valley in front of her. Under the moonlight, the originally complex river looked more like a large spider web intertwined with shadows at the moment. The hunter is hiding in it, ready to go out at any time to catch those stupid prey that fell into the net.
So, who is the hunter? Who is the prey?
Judy's mouth turned up slightly, drawing a beautiful arc, and then disappeared immediately. The beautiful, youthful face regained its youthful spirit, and replaced it with the calm, indifferent expression of an experienced warrior. Looking at the full moon above the night sky, Judy involuntarily remembered the night that she would never forget.
It was the same white moonlight, which reflected each other with the hazy soul mist, exuding indifference and bright luster. I had lost my mind, and only relied on instinct to vent their angry and dissatisfied souls, and also restored the peace of the past. And what stood in front of them was a dark-haired, young man.
"Will you be with me? Ladies?"
His voice was not loud, but it overshadowed the noise of all the souls present.
"I can't guarantee that you can enjoy the freedom you want, but I can give you another limited freedom. At least, I believe this is far better than it is now."
That was the first time Judy and others met with Youlian.
For his new owner, Judy's heart was also very complicated at first. As he said, as a knight, Yulian does not have any spells, and there is no way to lift the curses in these soul bodies, let them be transformed into Mana, and forget the pain and return to the river of life. However, he can give these wandering souls an existing form, so that they can at least obtain a limited degree of freedom in the world in a physical way, but even so, it has almost reached its limit.
Thinking of this, Judy looked down and stared at his palm, which was no different from what she remembered. Unlike the girl's soft and pure palm, it is already covered with a thick layer of cocoons. This body condensed by Mana, the present body completely reproduced the body in the girl's memory without any difference.
However, things are not so simple.
Judy can feel that there are already many sisters who are about to reach their limits. Although they have regained their reason, but the passage of time is the existence that even the soul cannot escape. With the passage of time, their reason Also began to gradually collapse. Although through transformation into the life of ordinary people, you can retain your feelings and thoughts. However, when all this leaves again, wandering souls will inevitably experience the process of "death" again. And in this long period of time, this process is repeated constantly, so even the dragon, it is difficult to continue.
What choice will you make?
Judy couldn't help but think of that face again. Although the face was different with the change of time, the inner part of it never changed-that kind of elegance, self-confidence, pride, everything in hand Smile is his sign. Judy believes that Yulian probably already knows the current situation of her sisters. Perhaps they can continue for another hundred or two hundred years. But after this? What will they become?
What will you become?
"Judy?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Judy's involuntary subconscious sound made a trance, and then she suddenly recovered, then quickly stood up, holding the sword handle in both hands, and drove herself away with the cold coolness. The confusion in the brain, and at the same time bit the lower lip subconsciously, this was the answer deep inside.
"Yes, lord."
As a contractual object of Yulian, wandering souls all have the ability to make spiritual contact with Yulian, and Judy is naturally not surprised.
"You have reached the reservation destination?"
"Yes, sir, we are currently resting on the spot while waiting for your order."
"well."
Through heart contact, Judy could see Yulian nodded with satisfaction, which made her feel a little proud. This is in the soldier's recognition and satisfaction of his duties.
"Our road signs are on the road, you can start to act, I think, you know how to do it."
"Yes, sir."
Although she was very happy, Judy didn't show it. She just answered calmly as before, and then quickly cut off the connection. Then the girl stood up, looked around, raised her right hand, and waved down.
The shadow began to boil. Afterwards, the orcs made a low roar, and gathered into a black river, led by the red, and flowed down the river.
Pounced into the shadow-woven net.
"Judy has already left."
Yulian withdrew the telegram and then said, he looked to his side. As always, the twin sisters opened their eyes wide and stared at themselves quietly. The pair was full of trust and reliance on their eyes as always, and Charlotte stood beside her with a smile as she always did. Everything is the same as before, nothing has changed-maybe it is wrong to say so. After all, things will change, and now it is the same.
"Then we should start, Master Yulian."
O'Falil combed her long hair, and then said, she looked at the valley below with a trace of worry, and her expression was a little anxious-no wonder, when Rand and others were caught by those one-eyed monsters, the most nervous was There was nothing more than the former princess, if Charlotte was not standing by, she might have to rush down to save people. After all, this is also the first time that Her Royal Highness has watched her soldiers be buried in this way. If you don’t see it in her eyes, maybe she can barely accept it. But now, these soldiers are defeated and captured under their own eyes, but they can't do anything. This feeling is really uncomfortable for O'Falil. But even so, she restrained her emotions and followed Yulian's orders. However, O'Falil was still somewhat dissatisfied with such a move by Yulian.
"It is not a wise commander to deliberately bury his own soldiers."
"In my hometown, I have my own opinion about soldiers. It is said that if a good general wants to win, he must love his soldiers."
At this point, Yulian paused, and then he looked directly at O'Fallar's eyes.
"Using soldiers like mud, this is how it should be."
"Using soldiers like mud..."
Hearing this sentence, O'Fallar shivered involuntarily. She had not heard this sentence, but she vaguely understood its meaning. It was a kind of indescribable fear and chill that went deep into the bone marrow, as if the cold night wind exuded its energy at this instant. Trembling.
"On the battlefield, soldiers are soldiers, they are just a unit, a symbol. A piece responsible for winning, and whether this piece can survive to the end depends only on its role and luck, nothing more. The difference is that good generals will win at the same time as the dead, while stupid generals will only lose at the same time as the dead."
Speaking of this, Yulian closed his mouth, then he gently pulled the reins of his lower hand and shifted his direction.
"This is your first lesson as an adjutant, write it down, Miss O'Falil."
Hearing this, O'Falil was silent for a moment, then sighed softly.
"I always thought that only politics is the most evil and dirty in the world."
"War is just cruel, not dirty. Of course, evil is not easy to say, it depends on how it is defined."
Youlian raised her eyebrows and replied. It was obvious that the thinking of the former princess was off the line again.
"This is the difference between the two, and their similarity is-the loser will never lose."
Speaking of which, Yulian reached out to O'Falil, which was a sign that the operation was about to begin.
"So, in order not to fail, we must do our best, don't we? Miss O'Falil?"
"You are right, Master Yulian."
O'Falriel smiled bitterly, and then she nodded slightly and took hold of Yulian's right hand.
"There is only one way for us. Although we don't know where you want this way to go, we have no choice at this moment." (To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, More chapters, support authors, support genuine reading!)
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