Crown of Silence

Chapter 388 Final Advice

In the midst of the collapsed and burning city, amid the roars and screams, the faint and soft singing flowed, fleeting, like an illusion.

"Please give me enough courage to fly forward."

The childish singing echoed in the flames, just like a dream being evaporated and dissipated in the diffusion, leaving only the lingering sound: "Test my heart, don't say you regret it..."

The song seemed to have a music box slowly rotating, releasing a clear melody, so the song was gentle, like the most unreal thing in this cruel world.

"The old house is glowing and sighing."

"There is only silence, forever..."

The singing is so clear, so clear that it makes you feel fragile and breakable at the touch of a finger.

When Ye Qingxuan heard the singing, he raised his head sluggishly, stood up and stared into the distance, groping his way up from the ruins, and staggering towards the place where the singing came from.

He still remembers.

That was Elsa's voice.

She is still alive!

There was some kind of ecstasy that supported Ye Qingxuan. He threw away the cumbersome weight and ran wildly through the ruins, stumbling and searching. Follow the soft and thin singing voice.

Along the way, he saw the broken body of the demon, the twisted steel that remained after the Templars were dismembered, and the cocoon was broken, and the bloody limbs were dragged out, impaled on spears, and hung. In the scorching wind.

Until finally, he finally found the source of the singing from the burning cable.

The long flaxen hair was covered with dust, and the white nightgown was stained with charred ashes. She was huddled in the corner of the street, all alone, just hugging her knees and looking at the turbulent world.

Beside her, the music box with a cracked shell was turning with difficulty. Finally, after barely turning for a week, the machine spring broke.

Then, the singing stopped abruptly.

She lowered her head and looked at the broken box in confusion. She opened her mouth to sing, but she didn't know what to sing. Without that box, she couldn't remember the melody, and even her memory was quickly evaporating.

"Elsa?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at her and felt a big stone fall in his heart: "You are still alive!"

Elsa raised her head, her eyes confused:

"Do you know me?"

Ye Qingxuan nodded and reached out to pull her up from the gap, but she sat there and didn't move, just looking at him, looking at a stranger.

A roar came from the distance, and a Templar knight was swallowed up by the demons. Immediately, a bright light burst out from the armor. After the light and loud noise, both the knight and the demon disappeared without a trace. Only the charred earth was left.

In the shock, Ye Qingxuan asked: "Why don't you hide?"

But Elsa tilted her head and looked at him, "Why are you hiding?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

He wants to say that this place has become such a ghost, don't you know how to be afraid? But now he discovered: Maybe for Elsa, she never remembered what this place was like before.

Maybe she thought the world had always been like this, with flames burning, the earth dark, and the red-hot sky like a red ocean.

The best comfort in living in hell may be not knowing that you are in hell.

That's why she didn't run away.

So she still feels that this is her home.

As long as this is the case, you can feel happy...

"Where's your...father?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, looking around, trying to find Caligula, but the elder was not here, and he couldn't even find any trace. He may be dead, or may have already gone to the abyss.

"dad?"

Elsa shook her head: "I don't know. Maybe he disappeared, like my mother... I remember that I seemed to be looking for someone, but my friend Ben was lost and I couldn't find anyone."

She turned back and looked at the burning street behind her, which was littered with corpses. The corpses had their eyes closed, their expressions were peaceful, and they were covered with tattered blankets.

"Everyone is asleep, that must be it."

She lowered her head, curled up, and murmured softly: "I have some very sensible people covering everyone with quilts, but no one is afraid of catching cold, and they don't talk to me."

"But I would be scared alone."

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, rubbed his hair, and said softly: "Your father will not abandon you. Let's go find him together, okay?"

As if he was amused by the joke.

In the ruins behind, someone laughed.

"I just opened my eyes and saw you. What a fate."

With a loud crashing sound, the broken bricks and tiles were pushed open, and a bloody man crawled out from inside, his body covered in burnt flesh. He panted hard, looked up, and saw them not far away, and showed a bloody and tragic smile.

"My friend, did you and I survive, or did we meet again in Hades?"

"Who knows."

Ye Qingxuan shrugged and looked at him coldly, while Naberish smiled strangely and climbed up from the ruins. He didn't mind his naked body at all, but just raised his head and looked at the red-hot sky.

"It turned out like this... It must be the fault of that guy Caligula, right?

After selling Auschwitz to the abyss, they want to use us as sacrifices in exchange for the forgiveness and forgiveness of the Holy City. I really don’t know whether I should say innocent and cute or bold..."

He laughed strangely, tilted his head, and looked at Ye Qingxuan: "If I were you, I'd better be more cautious."

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details." Ye Qingxuan looked very interested.

In the distance, the Templars marched.

To be honest, he really had the urge to take action immediately and completely wipe out this guy here. But Naberis's fearless look made him feel a little daunted.

What's more, Mordred did not show up from beginning to end.

If possible, he hoped that time could be delayed a little longer to wait for the Templars. By then, Naberis would be unable to escape.

And the sound of steel friction in the distance was getting closer and closer.

"Mr. Holmes, it seems I have to go."

As if he had noticed Ye Qingxuan's plot, Naberis laughed softly, wiped the blood off his face, and looked at him with greed and regret:

"It's a pity that I didn't pull you over this time."

"You can't leave regrets in life, my friend, you can try it."

Ye Qingxuan sincerely suggested: "Anyway, the worst that can happen is 'dying with regrets'. And your friends are fighting, is it really okay for you to leave them and go?"

"True love is indeed precious, but unfortunately, the price of life is higher.

Ode to Destruction must have a trump card to turn things around, but I am afraid of what will happen next - when things don't go well, withdraw, this is the only way to prolong life."

The clanging sound of armor came from all around, and the Templars holding flaming swords slowly approached, forming an array with each other, killing intent. Naberis still had room to bend down and said goodbye with a graceful salute.

Then, in the night sky, half-dragon Mordred came down and grabbed his shoulders. Naberis laughed and flew into the air, and a black mist engulfed them.

The two disappeared without a trace.

Only the last voice sounded from Ye Qingxuan's heart.

"Mr. Holmes, don't be naive anymore. This is the last advice I can give you as a friend."

Naberis whispered: "Caligula is an ambitious man. He sold us to the Knights Templar, but the Knights Templar may not be part of his merchandise...

It's not over yet.

- It's not as easy as I thought, nor as simple as you thought."