MTL - Demon Lord Priest II-v2 Chapter 8 Secret Garden (Part 2)

Lara was lying on the soft four-leaf clover grass, her silver braids had been loosened. Because this is an ultra-high-level forbidden magic domain, the black swan formed by countless curse magic powers was completely sealed back into her body, and even the basic curse effect disappeared.

She can even feel the long-lost ease and comfort in her body, which is the natural happiness she feels because she no longer carries the heavy curse, and it is the instinctive response of her body.

Here, where is it? Lara looked at the blue sky, a beautiful world completely different from her world, a dreamy land like the Pure Land of Bliss.

She has forgotten how long she can look at the surrounding scenery in such a relaxed way. Perhaps, it was because she temporarily lost all her strength that she could no longer fight, that she could feel the beauty of this scenery.

The world that belongs to her is a steel forest that is so cold that she can't see any hope. This forest stands on a plain that is desolate and boundless as far as the eye can see, and wherever you can see, there are weapons like tomb marks.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, all the weapons ever created by human beings to hurt can be found in this forest. This is her domain, the **** wilderness.

In the sky there, there will never be a sun, only the icy gears representing cruel fate and the interlaced thin red and black lines, which represent her heart and her world.

On the blood-colored ground, there are various types of Noble Phantasms, with nearly inexhaustible quantities. She has seen and understood the stored weapons on countless cruel battlefields. A collection of mystical fantasies that can be achieved as human beings.

As the battle continued, more and more weapons appeared on this land. In the repeated killings, she has saved countless people and killed countless people, just to get the final result.

Countless times, behind the slaughter, on the battlefield that ended, there was only her lonely back left. The corpses on the ground, with blood flowing into rivers, represent the battle that has been ended.

Among the corpses all over the ground, she had nothing but "justice". She will not be redeemed, nor can she stop the sword in her hand, she must fight, because she needs to protect "justice".

Even if everyone gave up and despaired, she would never give up and never look back. From a long time ago, after she lost everything and understood what kind of pain it was, she told herself that she must save more people, and she must persevere as the last justice.

Do your best to save more people, not to become a hero, but to grab the hands of more people who want to be redeemed and live.

What she does is not to give people "happiness", but to "rescue" and make the best effort before everything develops beyond recovery.

If no one does it, then the order will eventually collapse, and justice will disappear and become a joke. Therefore, she must do it, and she cannot do it. Even if she gets scars all over her body, and even falls into the dark side of death more than once, she will never give up.

That was her belief, the source of the power of her sword, her belief in becoming a hero.

If, if one day, the world no longer needs "justice", just like this beautiful and peaceful world, if everyone can be happy, she will be as happy as she is now.

It would be great if, one day, her ideal could be realized like this.

Unfortunately, that was something she couldn't do anyway. All she can do is fight, kill. Make decisions in times of danger to save the most people.

She never gave anyone happiness, not even once. In the long battle, she has even almost forgotten the meaning of happiness, only counting the number of people she can save in the icy battle.

Being able to save all people and harming no one is the most ideal result, but most of the time, it is an unrealistic fantasy. In order to save more people, some people must be sacrificed.

Sometimes, such a result, whether it is the person who has been saved or the person who has been sacrificed, will feel unacceptable. They cursed her, hated her, and looked at her with hatred. Because they can't accept that kind of result, because among those who sacrificed, there may be their friends, lovers, relatives.

However, she can only find that way. If there are no victims, everyone will die.

Obviously, I just want to save more people.

Sure enough, she is still very stupid. If that person is still by her side, she will definitely be able to find a better way, a more complete and more suitable way.

However, it is no longer there, nowhere. The person who will support him by her side, who can understand and then laugh at her immature idea to change her, is no longer in this world.

Even if you are deceived by someone as an idiot, even if you are often tricked by others, UU reading www. uukanshu.com wasted time running around, even though friends who were black wizards often said in exasperation that she was too deceitful, such a happy time had already disappeared like a dream bubble in the past.

When he stretched out his hand, no one would hold his hand; if he cried, no one would come to comfort her again.

So, let's become stronger, use your own hands, hold your own sword, and continue your own path, the path that doesn't matter if you are not understood.

There is no need to hope for things like happiness. She still has to fight to continue, so she can't stay in this place like a garden of dreams.

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"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Blei, the ancestor of the silver wolf ancestor, with beautiful silver ears and a fluffy, fluffy silver tail, stretched out his body very, very satisfied, and came to the moon in the sky full of energy. howling.

This feeling is like a long, long time ago, when she was still by that person's side, watching him perform experiments like this and that, while screaming at the huge silver moon in the sky.

At that time, it was a really happy day. Although sometimes I would be caught by that person and do strange things here and there, I was not sad at all. Sometimes I felt a hot itchy flushing.

The stars in the sky have changed their positions, but the person still hasn't come back. Really, how long will she have to wait?

However, she was lucky today, she saw the shadow of a person and smelled him again. Although it wasn't at the appointed place, at the appointed time (in fact, there was no appointment at all), but she was very patient, so that's fine.

No matter how much the stars move, she will keep that promise and wait for her all the time.

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