I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 364

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The buckshot pierced his forehead, the blood-stained Elf King fell to his knees, and after muttering, he landed his head on the ice full of bullet craters.

The roar of thunder, the smell of gunpowder and gunpowder disappeared as the corpse stopped wriggling; as if in the blink of an eye, the empty Wang Ting Avenue regained its calmness when the two first entered.

The "dead" elf king quickly became cold, and the blood that overflowed from the bullet hole gradually turned into fine snowflakes. The outline vaguely discerned where he fell.

In the process, Anson, who had reopened his powers, could clearly feel that Freya's domain was repairing itself, and the laws that barely existed were resisting the "invasion" of his own domain, and even eroding his laws in turn.

The most direct manifestation of this erosion is that his emotions seem to have become much more sensitive than usual, and he needs more energy to control... Obviously the smoke of gunpowder has dissipated, but the residual smell still makes Ansen feel extremely irritable, as if even the air Doing the opposite of yourself.

"Is this the end?"

Slowly putting away the smoking revolver, the injured young knight turned his head to look at Anson, and said with some doubts: "We... successfully repaired a gap in Freya's field?"

"Then what else do you expect, flowers or applause?" An Sen's face immediately showed an impatient look, and he blurted out subconsciously: "We are risking our lives to save your majesty, not a monkey show on the stage. Is your style more restrained?!"

Before he finished speaking, Anson, who quickly regained his senses, regretted it - Louis' eyes widened, staring at himself in shock.

"Uh yes... sorry! I didn't mean that..."

"No, don't apologize!" The young knight raised his hand and interrupted Anson, with a guilty expression on his face: "The one who really wants to say sorry should be me, involving the two who are obviously not related to this matter. "

"In retrospect, if it wasn't for my stubbornness and prejudice, things shouldn't have developed to this point; why did Freya awaken the power of incantation, why did she suffer so much, why did she leave her hometown, it's obviously a country The princess and heir, but hiding in a small church?"

"It's me! It's all my fault! It's my fault!"

The young knight suddenly raised his voice several times, and his delicate face was crystal clear: "My cowardice and timidity are the culprits that caused all this, and it's all because of me!"

"I didn't dare to face the blame from the church, I didn't dare to face the cold eyes of my family and friends, I could only choose to escape and let Freya die because of my cowardice and cowardice."

"But I am such a cowardly person, but I think I have the right to criticize you and the Rune family; I don't know what kind of glory and suffering you have experienced, and I just talk about it based on my own opinion and keep my friends out. , use indifference to cover up your ignorance and cowardice!"

"I'm not worth the selfless risks and sacrifices of my friends." The young knight paused, and choked Anson with an expression full of remorse: "But for Freya, I have no choice."

"So... Anson, you... are you really... really willing to help me?"

Looking at the young knight who was crying into tears, Anson fell silent.

He is now very sure that Louis has definitely been eroded by the laws of Freya's domain, and the degree is probably not low; so Talia promised herself to protect his and William's bodies before, but it's really just the body.

No wonder William turned himself into a lantern, and he probably guessed this... Anson secretly said in his heart.

But there is nothing he can do. Although he can rely on his own "planning" law to simulate the effects of some black magic and help Louis resist erosion, if the operation is improper, it may in turn cause damage to Freya's domain. The meaning of this trip It's completely gone.

So... I can only accept this delicate and sensitive Louis for the time being.

Anson Bach: "...I would."

"Thank you!"

Before he finished speaking, the young knight who was crying into tears immediately stepped forward and hugged An Sen, whose body was stiff and his expression even stiffer: "You are really the best friend in the world, and I don't even know how to repay it. you!"

Anson, who was silent, turned his head to the side in silence. Although he knew that Louis was only affected, he felt strange when he was hugged and said by the other party...

"That, two sentimental young ladies... I mean your lord, it doesn't seem like it's time to celebrate." William Gottfried, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke up, flickering on Louis' slender waist:

"Although we have repaired a gap, we haven't found Her Majesty Freya's consciousness and... If possible, I suggest that you end it as soon as possible, and then leave the place where we are now."

Um?

The young knight who loosened Anson's neck turned his head to look at the lantern, frowning slightly: "Why?"

"Because the gap has been repaired, it means that Her Majesty Freya's domain will soon return to normal - the ice and snow world you are seeing now is the result of natural erosion, not its original face." William lazily explained:

"I don't know Her Majesty Freya very well, but the magical reactions around me tell me that soon they will somehow re-burn."

The confused Louis looked back at Anson and found that the other party was also confused.

Suddenly, the two who looked at each other had an extremely dangerous premonition at the same time, and they looked up in tacit understanding and instinctively, and then opened their eyes one after another.

An airship...or a cigar-shaped airship with a length of more than fifty meters, and a blazing airship, is slowly tearing through the haze in the sky and falling towards the ice-covered Iser Royal Court!

It was like a flaming sword that ripped apart the dome, piercing vertically into the land ruled by winter, spreading warmth to the world.

And the direction pointed by the tip of the sword is where the two people and one lamp are located.

"Anson!"

The young knight covered in blood looked at his dear friend, with a determined expression as if he would not refuse no matter what the latter said: "What should I do?!"

"We have to get out of here."

Withdrawing his shocked gaze, Anson calmly said: "You and William are going to the direction of the palace. If you encounter a gap that needs to be repaired, then find a way to defeat it. If you encounter Freya's consciousness, don't be in a hurry to wake up, wait as long as possible. I'll get in touch with you and make another decision."

"I'm going to the Cathedral of the Royal Court. Freya once led the Thirteenth Council to rebel against the Ring of Order. There may well be a gap created by the fusion of her memory!"

Of course, this is just an excuse. He already knew that one of the remaining gaps was in the palace and the other in the cathedral, but then he would have to explain the reason for the discovery - it was too long.

"Okay." Louis nodded slightly, and his delicate face suddenly became a little softer:

"I listen to you."

Anson's whole body was jolted, and he didn't want to immediately turn his head and run.

Looking at the back of his best friend leaving, the young knight no longer hesitated, lifted the "William" lantern on his waist, and rushed towards the palace.

The airship wrapped in flames continued to fall. As the whistling ice and snow continued to be torn and dissipated, the solid ice on the ground began to melt, and the snow covering the building turned into crystal dewdrops, and then dispersed into fog; Fierce cold took its place.

In the end, the Iser Royal Court, where the ice and snow had retreated, ushered in a new light.

"boom--!!"

The court of Isir, the cathedral of praise.

When Anson pushed the door and entered, it was almost as if a real **** smell came to his face.

Dark red blood plasma smeared every corner of the hall, and broken limbs and organs were scattered on the chandeliers, on the colonnade, on the ceiling... It looked like the branches of a willow tree, swaying slightly in the whimpering cold wind. .

The original rows of benches were replaced by the crucifixes on which the priests and believers were crucified. The already frozen blood completely frozen their expressions, and the hideousness at the moment of death seemed to be silently expressing pain and despair.

The stone sculpture of the Ring of Order in front of the church was smashed to pieces, and a half-elf nun lay quietly on it; she opened her mouth wide, leaving two traces of blood and tears on the side of her face, as if she was crying.

As for the specific content... I'm afraid I can only ask Freya herself.

Feeling the turbulent magical reaction around him, Anson's expression became extremely solemn; the reason why he insisted on separating from Louis, in addition to the efficiency of repairing the gap, an important reason was that he promised Talia that he would Gather intelligence about being eroded and influenced by the laws of nature.

As for the reason for needing this information... Of course, it can be used as a reference to find a way to decipher the interference of the laws of nature outside the tombs of the Three Old Gods; after all, this situation is extremely rare for most blasphemy mages, even if the relationship is close. May allow the other person to enter their own spiritual realm.

This is the real reason Talia is willing to help!

For Freya, contacting the remains of the old gods and finding a new way of evolution is always her most important goal, and it is also one of the reasons why she decides to come to the new world; even if she knows that doing so is extremely risky, she may end up with nothing. Still can't stop her ambition.

That is to say, Freya has this kind of use value, and in the confrontation with the Church of Order, Her Majesty is "Anson's important chess piece" - Talia's original words - she is willing to help, otherwise she is too lazy to even look at it. At first glance, only her family is worthy of her selfless dedication.

Even if he didn't say it, Louis might not be able to guess; but Anson still wanted to avoid his eyes as much as possible to avoid trouble.

"Crack-"

At this moment, a crisp, cracking sound of bones or ice suddenly appeared, breaking the silence of the cathedral.

The half-elf nun who collapsed on the stone sculpture of the Ring of Order seemed to be stimulated in some way, stood up like a marionette, mechanically tilted her neck from side to side, and looked at Anson with completely festering eyes:

"You...you...you are!"

"You betrayed your beliefs and took refuge in the mortal enemy of the true God, **** heresy!"

"You should be burned by flames in purgatory, bitten by evil spirits, taken away from your soul, and subjected to eternal torture!"

"Traitor, a traitor who deserves death, how can you step into this sacred hall without feeling the slightest shame?!"

"Kneel down!"

"Before the true God, kneel down!"

boom--

The icy air shook like substantial ripples, and a sense of divine oppression hit An Sen, causing despair, awe, and desire to surrender to his mind, even with his own eyes subconsciously. dodge.

It seemed that the one who appeared in front of him was not a half-elf nun who had long since died, but the ring of order.

That is to say, after Freya occupied the royal court of Iser, she blood-washed the Cathedral of Praise and killed many believers and priests, which made her feel remorse for her belief in the Ring of Order, and the eroded natural law is related to this passage. Memory and emotions are combined... Anson guessed in his heart, but always felt that something was not right.

On the one hand, Freya has never been a devout believer of the Ring of Order, but is proud of her bloodline. Even after the rebellion is over, she still proudly declares that she is the "Blood of the True God"... Such a person Her Majesty, how can you have any regrets for the beliefs you have abandoned?

Wait, if it's not remorse, then is the true God in her mouth...

"Praise the great Lord of Blood Magic, Pluto!" the half-elf nun shrieked sharply: "Praise the great Uldren the Master of Destiny, Mutter the King of Black Magic!"

"Send this sinful heresy, a thief who steals divine power, into purgatory!"

The Royal Court of Isir, the gate of the royal palace.

In front of the magnificent main gate, a young knight with a lantern in his hand stood on the steps and looked up at the figure guarding the gate with a complicated expression.

"I must say, this is really...the best outcome." William's voice became much more interesting: "...in every sense."

"Yeah." Louis said softly, but his eyes never left the figure.

The bright golden hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of the head, and the clear blue eyes were pressed together under the inky blue triangle hat, the same color military trench coat, long boots and delicate breastplate, and then Coupled with the cloak embroidered with golden irises on the shoulders, the slender and well-proportioned figure is set off by the extraordinary heroism.

Although his face was immature, it revealed an unparalleled confidence and arrogance, as if it was not the enemy that appeared in front of him, but the achievements and glory that were about to come.

"In the name of Her Majesty Queen Freya Mosesfield, any offending criminals, no matter what their identity and purpose, must walk through my body if they want to pass through the gate of the palace!"

The slender figure shouted loudly, and dashingly pulled out the long knife around his waist, pointing at Louis' face: "Come on, if you are also a knight, then come to a dignified duel!"

Looking at that tender cheek with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Louis sighed.

He thought that he might encounter a very difficult situation that could not be easily dealt with, but he never thought of that difficult enemy...

It's him.

Chapter end