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"Love and sacrifice is really a good story. Although the plot is simple, it is also a very good fairy tale for children."
The **** in the gray robe commented that the bonfire in front of him was gradually returning to its original state, and in his hand, a thin book was taking shape, which was the story of "Slumbering Princess".
Xia De supported the ground and stood up, and temporarily stuffed Mia in his arms to Miss Oranode. He asked respectfully:
"Gods, this story is not over yet. The kiss of true love can save the princess in the story, but in reality, only true sacrifice can save those who cannot wake up. Can you lend me strength temporarily, I think Show you the true power of this fairy tale as the man who brought this story to this world."
"This is your story and your strength."
The gray-robed sage handed the little book in his hand to Xia De, and the golden light spots scattered towards Xia De, giving him enough spirit to use the mystical lock once.
At this time, the fourth spiritual rune of the third ring just appeared, and Xia De could almost touch the edge of the mystical thaumaturgy with his faint feeling.
God gave temporary power, under everyone's gaze, Xia De came to the ice coffin. Pushing open the lid, he hugged the red-haired witch.
Miss Samuel's face flushed with excitement, the **** nodded slightly, and Miss Olanode watched this moment quietly.
"Is it for pity, or for reward?"
The **** asked, Shad, who had a golden afterglow on the surface of his body, shook his head slightly, and the glow illuminated Miss Fiona Drago's face:
"I'm just here to help them."
He thought of Joey Barton again:
"Everything has a price, and I am willing to sacrifice my strength to save others."
Of course, he will try his best to do this kind of thing as little as possible, but now he is willing to pay the price.
"Selfless sacrifice?"
The **** smiled, Xia De hesitated for a moment, then nodded:
"Yes, not for any reward, not even for mercy, I just want to help them."
"I see, this is what mortals call sacrifice"
The **** held the scepter in his hand, and suddenly tapped lightly on the floor tiles. And with this sound, the feeling in Xia De's heart finally reached the limit.
The bonfire disappeared and the wind stopped, but the surroundings gradually became brighter.
Miss Samuel and Miss Oranold looked around, watching the dilapidated floor tiles of the hall gradually being covered by red carpets, watching the ceiling damaged by the battle extending higher above their heads, and the crystal chandelier slowly swaying amidst the sound of chains. hang down.
It is as if the stage changes, and behind the curtain is a brand new scene.
The smell of corruption in the air was swept away, and as the light continued to increase, under the feet was the huge king's palace reconstructed based on the front hall of the Gaddis library.
The resplendent and resplendent decorations are in stark contrast to the decay and dilapidation just now. And outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window, there is a grid-distributed small town. It was night outside, and the light of the silver moon sprinkled on the town, illuminating the snowy street and shop windows, but there was no match **** the street. And farther away, there is a dense sea of trees. The canopy of the giant tree in the middle of the sea of trees is far away from the royal palace in the high castle, but no one knows whether the bonfire under the giant tree is still lit.
Xia De and the ice coffin are located in the deepest part of the king's palace hall, seven steps higher than where the witches are. Holy silver and emerald green tapestries were hung alternately on the wall, which should have been the seal of the royal family, but at this time the symbols of the moon and the tree appeared.
The place where the throne should have been placed was the ice coffin.
Xia De looked at Miss Fiona Drago's face and knew that the next move would be very impolite, but he could only do this:
"Feel sorry."
He kissed the second headmaster of St. Byrence, a witch with the blood of the red dragon royal family.
[Slumbering Princess] Mystery's characteristics are officially activated at this moment. Xia De felt that he was losing something, but he seemed to gain something.
The four-color aura bloomed on Xia De's body and transmitted to the Red Dragon Witch's body.
[Outlanders, the thaumaturgy "Moon Shadow's Illusion" has been changed to an unavailable state. 】
This is sacrifice.
The loss of the thaumaturgic effect made the soul feel dazed and empty, but in return, the witch's eyelashes trembled slightly after being kissed by Shad, and then opened her eyes.
Looking at Xia De with wine red eyes, her face flushed, as if she suddenly understood something. Afterwards, the white sleeves with hollow details hugged Xia De, and she responded to Xia De's help with a more passionate kiss.
Witches seem to like the perfume of "Witch's Smell" very much, but different witches will fine-tune the fragrance according to their own preferences. The scent of Miss Fiona Drago's perfume is a mixture of mint and licorice.
[Slumbering Princess] One of the characteristics of the mythos is to "awaken" women who have fallen into sleep, died or are about to leave. Both the caster and the redeemed need to pay the price. The price Xia De paid was the permanent failure of a thaumaturgy, and the price Miss Drago paid was temporarily unclear, but her injury was not serious, so the price should not be serious.
Miss Fiona Drago sat in the ice coffin, her face illuminated by the diffused bonfire light. Letting go of Xia De's neck, he smiled at him with a blushing face, and crawled out of the ice coffin after hearing Miss Olanode's cough.
Gu Hou
"Teacher~"
She walked towards her teacher by the campfire, and when she passed by Xia De, the tip of her tail rubbed against the back of Xia De's hand. Although that tail looked dangerous, it was actually extremely soft. Of course, it couldn't compare to Mia's short tail.
Xia De stood where he was, and the life ring behind him slowly disappeared. He is not only giving, and [Slumbering Princess] Mysuo is not just the power of sacrifice. When he opens the Mystic again, he can call out the shadow of Miss Fiona Drago to assist in the battle, or put himself in the Mystical, and use part of the power of the "Princess".
That's just Miss Fiona Drago's power in this period, the awakened "princess", the imprint left in the Mystery.
[Outlander, you have acquired the spell "The Power of the Red Dragon". In a short period of time, it greatly enhances its own strength, but it will fall into a short period of weakness. 】
[Outlander, you have some understanding of "power" and "dragon". 】
"The reverberation of time and space shakes the sleeping power. The characteristic of the mytho is that it randomly loses a part of its power and restores the departed 'princess'. The shadow of the 'princess' remains inside the mytho, and I can obtain part of the characteristics of the 'princess'. Recovery The kiss and the power of summoned objects, it seems that Leizia's teaching still has an influence on me."
Missing the red-haired princess and the blond writer whom he hadn't seen for more than a month, he looked up at the **** who looked at the mortals with a smile on his face:
"Why, will there be a return?"
He had thought the mythal was just a sacrifice.
"You did sacrifice voluntarily, but this world is always fair. Although what you get is not equal to what you gave, at least your kindness will not go unrewarded."
The gray-robed old sage took a puff of his pipe in satisfaction, and Xia De also walked back from the ice coffin to the campfire.
Miss Samuel patted the cushion beside her and excitedly motioned for Shad to sit down and talk. She was very interested in what happened just now. Miss Olanorde sat with her student. The former wore a black cloak, with her hands wrapped around her legs, revealing her pair of long brown lace-up women's cloth boots. The latter knelt and sat slightly behind, Quietly winked at Xia De.
"Very good story, I am very satisfied. Then I can fulfill your second wish. This staff belongs to the descendants of the long-leaf elves. When needed, my disciples will appear to help you build your dream library."
He horizontally placed the wooden staff in his hand, and then handed the staff to Xia De.
Xia De could clearly feel the strong miraculous elements above without even touching it. Even if this item is not a relic at this time, it is still enough to be called an "artifact".
He handed the long stick to Miss Olanord, who looked at Xia De with a sense of loss:
"So, are you leaving?"
"Yes, about five minutes."
Xia De nodded, hesitated for a moment and said:
"Actually, I still want to ask for help when I come here this time. I am fighting against a very difficult enemy, and I want to learn more ways to use [Moonlight Great Sword]."
Mia finally found a chance, escaped from Miss Olanode, and returned to Shad's side, while Miss Drago looked at the cat curiously.
"It's a pity that time is running out, but it doesn't matter, at least you can leave here safely~www.mtlnovel.com~ Don't forget to say hello to Miss Fei Lianna for me."
Xia De said with a smile, but he was actually very worried about the decisive battle with Joey Barton for a while.
"If you just want to learn some skills, I can help you."
The smiling old sage said that he was still sitting cross-legged by the campfire, and seemed to be in a good mood.
Stretching out a finger to Miss Olanord, some light spots floated out from her forehead and entered Shad's head. More usages of the Moonlight Sword naturally appeared in Xia De's mind. After the interpretation and identification of the "other me", it easily became a skill that he could master immediately.
That is the technique of using a solid sword, using the "Moonlight Great Sword", and using the "Moonlight Great Sword" to release the "Moonlight Slash".
"This is a small gift, I am not a very strict god."
He said with a smile.
"Thanks you."
Xia De nodded slightly, looking out of the huge door frame. Chixue is still going on, but it is much smaller than when Xia De first came.
"Witches, leave now. Although the weather is still bad, now is the most suitable opportunity."
God suggested.
"I"
Xia De wanted to say that he set off with the three witches, after all he still had some time, but the old man in the gray robe said:
"How about you stay here and talk to me again? It's rare to meet someone as interesting as you, and we can talk about those stories."
The parting was so abrupt, even though it was already known that this time would be a long-term parting, when the **** mentioned this point, both Xia De and the witches felt lost in their hearts.
None of them moved, Xia De pursed his lips, not knowing how to speak. The bonfire in front of him was still jumping happily, and the sound of the old sage smoking his pipe could be heard intermittently. Shadows float, but time doesn't stop for them.