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In the hazy darkness, two scenes suddenly appeared.

"This is —?" Knight Arthur opened his eyes and saw two familiar figures in the two halos on his left and right.

On the right, the figure of a man could be seen in the midst of a huge light. The light was devouring everything. Time seemed to flow very slowly, and the city behind him was falling apart.

"I'm sorry, son." "All this is not for you to bear." "

On the left, the woman's figure was in a torrent of flames that were burning her. Time seemed to flow extremely slowly as well, as her body began to disintegrate.

"Sorry, Arthur." "We can't do more for you. We can only entrust it to you." "

The youth quietly stood between the lines of the two scenes, looking at everything that was happening slowly, yet without a doubt, destroyed.

Without tears, he did not know how to cry; without sadness, he did not know what sorrow was. All he had in his heart was emptiness: the feeling of helplessness as he looked at the destruction before him but was unable to mourn it in any form.

After a long time, the boy finally whispered, "I hate you, really." But the past is past, rest in peace. Leave the rest to me. "

"Sorry, and thank you." The two figures faded away. Those destructive scenes followed the two figures into the void of darkness.

In their eternal destruction, they had fallen into eternal slumber. Only this youth was left, struggling to survive in the torrent of fate.

— — In order not to lose anything, they had made him lose everything.

"Ugh!" As if in a nightmare, Knight Arthur woke up from his sleep.

He looked around and saw that he was lying in Bedivere's embrace. The little fellow's fur was as warm and soft as fine leather. If it wasn't for the pendant on Baimei's chest that stung Arthur, he might have been able to sleep for a longer time.

"Arthur … "Werewolf Boy was still wearing his Tear Light at the corner of his eyes, looking like he was sleeping soundly.

"That's my drumstick —" Even Kay was asleep at the mouth of the cave, curled up against the campfire, slobbering as he talked.

"… …" There was no one standing guard.

"What a bunch of guys." Arthur slowly got up.

On the shore in the distance, Arthur saw a vague human figure amidst the snowstorm. But the figure stood still, still, as if time had stopped forever.

The knight put on his clothes, picked up his weapon and walked out of the cave.

"Why didn't you attack us?" You could have killed us all while we were asleep. Arthur asked.

It was a beautiful mermaid, so beautiful that it was heartbreaking. She sat on the reef and sang. Her beautiful blue scales were set against the snowy night sky, which looked extremely similar to the painting of a mermaid that Arthur saw when he was young. It made Arthur believe that he was in a fairy tale.

At the end of the song, the mermaid finally stopped singing. She turned her head unhurriedly and smiled at the knight. "I wanted you to sleep like this forever," she said. What a serene and beautiful way to die for you. "

They know best about beauty. Even killing people required beauty.

Arthur laughed coldly, "No wonder. I was going to give them a good lesson when they woke up — but instead of keeping watch, they all went to sleep. Now, however, it seemed that sentinels were completely useless to the mermaids who possessed hypnosis. "

"It's good you know." "You are one of the few who can resist my hypnosis." What a great man, and he was even a handsome young man. It would be a pity to kill you. "

Arthur frowned his thick black eyebrows. He knew how ordinary his appearance was, and he also knew the sarcasm in the other party's words. However, he was not angered by his opponent's provocation: what was waiting for him was a fight to the death. There was no way for him to relax.

Arthur pressed his hand on the sword hilt on his waist and asked loudly: "Answer me." Why did the Mermaid attack the Pantolacken? Mermaid has the entire Northern Ice Ocean and Iceisland, is that not enough?! Why do you all want the Pantolacken? "

Those Merfolk who could only survive in an environment below five degrees Celsius found it hard to imagine that they would be interested in Pantolacken. They shouldn't waste military resources on things they don't even have, which doesn't make sense.

However, the mermaid didn't care and only replied in a mocking tone, "No reason." Our queen wants it, so we want it. Just follow orders, that's all. "

Arthur was even more confused now: All of this was just the Queen's idea?

Could Queen of Iceland be crazy?

Arthur tentatively asked, "Is there really no room for discussion on this matter? Take me to Her Majesty! "

"Yes, I can." As long as you can beat me. Mermaid laughed. Her jade-like hand was held aloft, and she used her slender fingers, with their light blue nails, to taunt the boy's eyes. "Come on, little boy, let's dance." "

She somersaulted backwards and jumped into the Ice Sea, her beautiful fish tail drawing an icy-blue arc in the night sky.

The instant her figure completely disappeared into the sea, huge waves rose up on the surface: a thirty-foot-tall sea serpent with huge winglike fins peeking out of a whirlpool, and the blue mermaid sitting on the head of the sea serpent.

The ice blue scales of a mermaid contrasted sharply with the dark blue scales of a sea serpent, as if they were the light and darkness of the ocean.

The Excess Light in the mermaid's hand was ready to burst all kinds of ice magic onto the knight's body at any time; the sea serpent's red eyes stared at the knight, ready to tear the tiny human into pieces at any time.

Humans were the weakest among all races. Their innate talents were similar to sea beasts and fish. It was almost impossible for Arthur to defeat the gigantic Ocean Beasts and the powerful Mermaid Magician by himself.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I say [beat me]?" To be sure, you need to beat [us]. The mermaid laughed wildly. She had never thought of the possibility of her losing.

"Good." Arthur didn't show any fear as he took out his weapon.

Under this kind of absolute disadvantage, he pretended to be calm, but in reality, he still hadn't thought of any strategy to defeat his opponent, so he could only randomly adapt.