The long walkway leads to the room on the southwest side of the castle, where Charles placed Qian. The main color of the room is light green. From the window, you can see the branches of an ancient mangrove tree—the distant view of Tonigel -The black forest and the horizon seem to be the shadows of mountain peaks hanging down from the top of the cloud.
When Flor led Brando to arrive, the young wizard had already learned that his master had returned to the castle and was waiting outside.
"How?" Brando asked when he saw Shire's first sentence.
"Not so good," Charles replied, "Miss Roman, Antitina and Metisa are all inside—"
Brando nodded and opened the door without saying a word. After all, Qian’s room is not an intensive care unit. At least the young man did not smell a strong medicinal smell as soon as he opened the door. There was even a breeze in the room. When he pushed the door, he saw the curtain on the opposite side raised gently. Revealing the view of the corner of the fir castle behind.
Brando's entry brought a breeze to the room.
The breeze lifted the curtains of a princess bed in the center of the room. The original owner of this bed has long been unable to verify, but at this moment Akane is lying on it, hidden under the veil, the girl is pale and her eyes are closed gently. .
It was the first time Brando saw the girl dismissed the ponytail, her soft red hair draped down to cover part of her face, and she looked fragile.
She is very quiet.
It's not the silent stubbornness in normal days, but a kind of true silence, without saying a word, as if immersed in one's own dreams. It's a pity that Brando knew that it must be a nightmare, otherwise the girl would not frown slightly and show an expression of pain.
When Medissa and Antitina saw Brando coming in, they stood up in unison. The little silver elf princess nodded slightly, while Antitina looked at the young man motionlessly, with a vague expression in her eyes. Worry.
Although she didn't know exactly what happened in Schafflund's underground, Akane's situation was definitely not optimistic. She had also asked Shire about the situation beforehand, but the young wizard just told him-everything waits for the Lord Lord to come back and deal with it. .
This made her feel her heart sinking.
She is a simple girl, although she always deliberately keeps very calm in her heart so that she can become a competent staff. But just as at that time in the mountains of Chablis, this noble daughter was crying for the'death' of the sister of the wild elf, in her heart she actually didn't want anyone in this group to encounter an accident.
Although Antitina knew that this idea was naive, and even a little absurd. Since ancient times, there has been a lot of success, and there has been no bloodless struggle between the nobles, but she is still unwilling to give up this.
Calm but not cold-blooded, this is what Brando taught her.
"Lord Lord," the noble daughter asked in a low voice.
Brando nodded, but he immediately saw a small body lying on the other side of the bed and sleeping soundly. The merchant lady was obviously unaware of the changes in the surrounding environment, so that the corners of his mouth flowed out. Strings of crystal saliva kept hanging on Qian's quilt.
Brando saw the girl’s eyebrows flying in her dream, and her pair of small eyebrows kept raising her eyebrows. He knew that 80% of this guy was overwhelmed by thorns and thorns in her dream. In her imagination, it was of no help to the red-haired girl at this moment.
However, young people know that Roman's mind is actually extremely simple, and often the purpose of acting does not contain a trace of utilitarian impurities-of course, except for commercial activities.
Therefore, he raised his eyebrows and couldn't bear to blame. Brando walked to Akane's bed, turned around and asked:
"What is she doing?"
"Telling a story to Akane," Metisa replied.
"tell a story?"
"Miss Roman said that when she was sick when she was a child, her aunt told her a story. After listening to the story, she was cured." The silver elf girl whispered.
"Then what?"
Seeing Medissa and the noble daughter smile slightly, Brando knew that this guy was doing useless work again. If Roman's aunt is a witch, then she should use a kind of spirituality, and the magic of the word was originally one of the many spells of witches.
But no one can learn this thing just by imitation, but Roman obviously wouldn't realize it.
He didn't go to wake up the businessman eldest lady, but turned his gaze to Akane—but after just over a week, the red-haired girl completely changed her appearance. She lost her usual vitality and health, her face faded and became pale as paper. She fell into the bed as if she had lost a circle, her skin gradually became transparent, and the blood vessels underneath could be clearly seen.
In sharp contrast to the crystal-like skin, a layer of eye-catching black patterns on the girl’s neck is growing upwards. These patterns have spread over the girl’s slender neck and have already extended to her face.
Seeing Qian like this, Brando's heart sank, and the blood of the gods has begun to spread. Although Charles has tried his best to suppress it, this tenacious thing is still uncontrollably developing in the direction of the brain.
If this continues, tomorrow morning at the latest, there won't be such a red-haired girl named Akane in this world.
Metissa and Antitina saw that they, the omnipotent lord, did not say a word, and they suddenly understood Akane's situation.
Although the silver elf girl is not good at expressing her feelings, she could not help but ask softly, "Lord Lord?"
Brando just shook his head.
These patterns on Qian should originate from the heart, where the blood of God was injected, that is, the heart. In fact, this is the trickiest way to infuse the blood of God. The person who drove the blood of God must have rich experience. Faced with this method of injecting the blood of God before killing the carrier before reversing life and death, Charles and Brando have only Helpless.
If they want to save Qian, they must kill the blood of God, but the blood of God is now the only energy that sustains Qian's life. Even if they have a way to annihilate the blood of God, they will still kill the red-haired girl.
What's more, they still have no choice.
Another method is also applicable to the situation where the body is occupied or being occupied, which is to erase the will to dominate and occupy itself. But what Brando couldn't do was that the blood of God itself had no will, but instinct drove action, so this also blocked his way.
He saw the patterns on Qian's neck grow upwards little by little, like a blood-sucking thorn, squeezing the girl's life little by little, or a kind of chronic poison, as long as the time comes, it will kill her. But Brando was standing beside the bed, unable to do anything for a while.
There is a way to quench thirst by drinking poison.
He frowned.
But at this moment a voice sounded in his heart: "Little guy?"
"En?" Brando turned his head slightly, the female voice in his heart was low and mature, allowing him to recognize Otales's voice. In fact, the heroic spirit of the female knight from the war of the saints did not take the initiative to contact him very often, only when Brando had doubts on the issue of swordsmanship, he answered, "Master Kaya? "he asks.
If Brando heard Otales's voice earlier, he would suddenly have hope in his heart. This woman is a strong man from the era of the war of the saints. In their era, the power of darkness and chaos was stronger than this one. The times are far more powerful. Terms such as blood of the gods and tree shepherds are no strangers to Otales, and it can even be said that they know more in detail than Brando.
It's a pity that Brando is thoughtful and has already considered this. In fact, he had contacted Otales in his heart on the way he came, hoping to get help from the other party.
It's a pity that the problem he faced was also a problem for Otales. Akane's life itself had been damaged, and it was the blood of God that repaired her body. Faced with this situation, Otales told Brando that there are only two ways to solve the problem once and for all.
One is the miracle spell among the Holy Word spells. That spell can almost reverse the law and transform the cause by effect. Even if it is to return Metisa to the state before being occupied by the blood of God, it is not impossible.
But then again, since the battle of the saints, apart from the saint Fa Enzan, I haven't heard of a second person who knows this spell.
The second method is even more outrageous. The method Otales told him is to find the Martha Covenant. The so-called Martha Covenant, as the name suggests, is an agreement between a mortal and Martha. Since the other party to the agreement is Martha, the mother of all things, the wishes that can be realized are almost infinite. This can be said to be an enhanced version of miracle. If miracle can save Akane, then this method is self-evident.
Unfortunately, the flaw of this method is that the possibility of its realization is also infinite. Although Otales told Brando that the Martha Covenant did exist, it is a pity that Brando, whether it is from history or from the experience of past games In, I have never heard of this thing actually appearing there.
In the game, there are tens of millions of players exploring this world. There are countless abilities, and they can't find any clues about the Martha Covenant. So how can he do it
But after vetoing these two items, even Otales couldn't think of a better way for a while.
However, this time the Lord Heroic Spirit's re-speaking still gave Brando a little hope. He knew that this ancient knight Lord would not take the initiative to contact him before it was important.
"I took a look," but Otales said so: "This girl should live no more than twelve hours and is extremely ill." She replied.
Twelve hours, which is consistent with Brando's expectations. But the young man was confirmed by Otales himself, and his mood sank again.
"Did you think of a way?" asked the heroine of the female knight.
"There is no cure." Brando shook his head.
"Meaning that it can be treated?" Hearing his answer, Otales couldn't help but was stunned. Even if it was her, it would take a lot of effort to save the girl's life for another day at this time.
That would still be in the state of her heyday, not in her current state, where she can say that she can't do anything. When he saved Brando in Buche, he almost did his best.
Being on the main material plane is very harsh for a pure spiritual being like her, after all, it is not as free as being in a sanctuary between fantasy and reality.
Brando nodded.
"There is a stupid way." He replied.
"Stupid way?"
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