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As if it had been washed away by rain for too long, a crack appeared in the white tree.

Gudong~

The beating of the heart sounded, and a vague golden light suddenly lit up in the air. The light fell with the rain and fell between the white trees.

Gudong~

The beating of the heart became clearer and clearer, making people understand that this was not an illusion. The branches of the white tree were trembling, as if something unknown was reviving.

Richard frowned, quickly took out the communicator, notified his colleagues, and then watched the white trees slowly peeling off their bark with vigilance. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

Click~

An obvious crack appeared between the white trees, and debris collapsed. After rolling a few times in the water, it was carried and rushed into the sewer. Then in the soft golden light, a figure wearing armor opened up. eyes.

The thunderstorm gradually became sparse, and white trees collapsed one after another, turning into Lothrik knights one after another. Richard looked around. This miraculous sight made people couldn't help but suspect that all this was in his head. phantom in.

boom!

There was only a few meters between the knights, and they took a few steps forward. The blond knight raised his hand and patted Richard on the shoulder.

He was not wearing a helmet, and his unkempt beard had not been groomed for a long time. Even the armor on his body looked shabby, as if he had just finished a battle.

Richard also took off his helmet, and his long golden hair that was wet stuck to his face. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the visitor with some disbelief. The eyebrows were somewhat similar to the visitor.

"Father?"

"Long time no see, kid."

Boom!

A flash of thunder streaked across the gloomy sky, illuminating a room in the small library.

Karula was not disturbed by the lightning. The spell of time locked the light in the compartment, making it bright even in the dark night.

Karula is a child of the abyss, proficient in the dark series of spells, magic and miracles. She was once imprisoned in the prison of the Capital of Sin until she was rescued by the Lothric Knights who broke into it.

She was often ashamed of her origin, but with Lothric's tolerance, she gradually adapted to this country and joined Lothric as a sage.

Carefully flipping through the brand new paper, what was recorded on it was the long-lost Chaos Spell. Karuna only found a few words in the ancient book. Now it is actually placed in the library and is available to everyone in this country. read.

And not only spells, but also all kinds of spells and miracles can be found in it, no matter how ancient it is. There are also many innovative techniques in it, which is simply a paradise for any scholar.

Karula was deeply involved in it on the first day she came to Lothric. Except for necessary work, she almost always chose to stay in the small library and greedily absorbed the knowledge in it.

What cannot be done today will not be done well tomorrow.

The rain gradually became sparse, and Karula also finished reading the book.

It's hard to imagine that someone has such a huge amount of knowledge and such rich practical experience. I really want to meet this master.

She straightened her big pointed hat, unabashedly expressed her admiration for the author who compiled this book, and closed the book signed ashen one. Carolla chewed on the knowledge she had just gained from the book, spread her palms, and couldn't wait Want to try it.

She is quite confident in her control of power and confident that she will not damage the layout. After all, she has experimented with many spells before, but she has never caused trouble like those reckless colleagues.

But something unexpected happened this time.

The explosion occurred. In Karula's expectation, it was only a palm-sized chaotic fire storm, but it swept through the entire room, burning everything inside, and a corner of the outer wall was blown away.

Karula was taken away by the winged knight who was in charge of guarding the small library with a confused look on her face. A huge compensation would be waiting for her.

"I obviously didn't use much force?"

"Hey, madam, please cooperate with our investigation."

"Sister, sister——"

The soft voice from her sister brought back Clara's thoughts, and she realized that they were still being interrogated by the Lothric knights.

"Ah, sorry, I just got a little distracted thinking about something."

"Why does this Lothric still have the Fire of Chaos?"

At the checkpoint outside the city wall of the Undead Settlement, Clara put away her doubts, stopped another sister, and bowed apologetically to the knight sitting in front of the workbench.

This knight is not easy to mess with. His spear, which is placed on the edge of the table, revealing the golden translucent double dragon flag, and the crest that continuously supplies energy to it in the body are not simple things.

I saw the knight bowing, putting his hands on a strange instrument, and tapping something. He naturally felt the explosion behind him, but he was already used to it. Those who played magic had a small explosion every three days and a big explosion every five days. , if you don’t get used to the explosion one day, just arrest him afterwards and ask colleagues from the Sun Cult to go to the scene of the crime.

"Where are you from?"

"Lake of Ashes."

"Hmm? You're talking about Smokey Lake, right?"

"Ah, yes, it's Smokey Lake."

The knight raised his eyes and looked at the three of them suspiciously. With such an ancient name, it seemed that they were old monsters that crawled out of nowhere.

"Name."

"Klarna."

"Race."

"Um, witch?"

It really is.

The witches have been extinct for who knows how many years. It is said that there is still the body of a witch under the Smokey Lake.

"Lower your head a little and look at this eye-like instrument. That's it."

But it doesn't matter. There have been enough old monsters entering Lothric during this period. If they dare to cause trouble, there are enough old monsters who have arranged for them.

"Well, you need to leave image information before entering the city. Don't use spells at will after entering the city. If you don't want to go to jail, these are the rules for using spells. Remember to take a look. The map is on the back of the book. Sensitive areas in the city are There are signs, so remember to pay attention.”

"Um."

"Lothric provides accommodation and food, and supports barter. If you want to live here for a long time, it is best to find a job. In addition, Lothrik does not support special services."

"Uh-huh."

"But judging from your appearance, you should be more interested in knowledge and the like. I recommend you to go to the small library and have a look. It contains almost all knowledge from ancient times to the present."

"Ouch, ouch."

After entering the information of the three people, and seeing that they still looked dumb, the knight gave some instructions, and then sent a pamphlet to each of the three people. He noticed their attire, reminded them kindly, and then signaled They can enter the city.

"Well, welcome to Lothric."

"It really is--"

The three of them hesitantly crossed the moat and walked into the town. As soon as they entered, they were startled by the arakkoa mixed with humans.

Is the relationship between humans and arakkoa so good?

Clara held the booklet and felt that she was a little behind the times.

She woke up in the Lake of Ashes. Just after waking up, her sister who turned into a spider actually returned to her human body. Although she didn't know how the miracle happened, it did not prevent the two from immersing themselves in the joy of reuniting their relatives.

After that, the two wandered around the demon ruins for a while. The Chaos Demon had long since disappeared, but they did meet another relative.

Later, they met a black knight. Under the guidance of the black knight, thinking that the three of them had nowhere to go, they came to the city called Losric.

However, this Lothric seems to be different from the one in the image.

The white-haired witch followed her sister obediently, observing everything around her curiously, trying to find the figure engraved deep in her memory.

There are various races coming and going on the road, including arakkoa, grunts, and even giants.

In the wide square, a giant with fire burning on his body was drinking with the knights of Catalina. There were several pairs of white armor beside them, like piles of onions.

In a teahouse, a man and a woman were accompanied by a huge wolf. They sat in the corner and watched a group of people perform hip-hop. The atmosphere was quite joyful. It was the aura of those two people that made Clara feel very familiar.

In the gallery along the river, a petite dragonborn was painting, with her long hair almost dragging to the ground. In front of her, a knight with a sun pattern on his chest was posing, and an old man wearing a hood was painting. It seems that they are the grandfather and grandson who are diligently mixing paint for the girl.

Looking up, the dark ancient dragon clung to the tower, being washed away by the rain, like a statue, but Clara didn't see it that way.

‘That is definitely the immortal ancient dragon, right? ! ’

She had heard that Lothric was associated with dragons, but she couldn't raise an immortal ancient dragon, right?

"My good disciple, where are you?"

Clara wandered aimlessly in the city with her relatives, feeling that the impact she received today was really big.

"acquaintance?"

Seeing the red-haired man beside him looking at the three witches who were gradually moving away from the crowd, Smo asked.

"Well, you don't know him?"

The red-haired man raised his eyebrows, looked at Small beside him, and gave a tentative reminder.

"They are the witches of Izaris."

Smo frowned, his honest face twisted into a ball, and then he slapped his palm.

"Oh, I remembered it."

"...I didn't remember it."

"I remembered."

"What is the name of the ancestor of the witch?"

"Forehead."

"See, you don't know how to pretend to understand anymore."

"Just give me some face, Onstein."

Smooth slapped the red-haired man on the shoulder and said with a sad and angry look.

"I know I have a poor memory, and my intelligence is not very high, but it's not like I'm scolding me like that."

"I just want to correct your bad habit of pretending to understand. I don't know how many opportunities there will be in the future?"

After taking a sip of the fruit wine, Wengstein glanced at his friend who was almost separated from him and sighed with emotion.

He was shocked after learning what happened to Irushil. Wernstein never thought that something would go wrong with Irushil. After being informed by the unknown king, he rushed back in a hurry, only to find that everything was over. The entire Lordland It rained continuously, and Gwendelin and Small were both safe and sound.

Later, he learned that the unknown king and the fire-proof girl disappeared after the fire was spread. Ornstein was also afraid that what happened to Irushil would happen again, so he simply stayed. However, he did not expect that after so many years, not only those who died because of the suffering People were resurrected one after another, and there were more and more old faces.

Many of them can be said to be dead. When they actually appeared in front of him, Wengstein couldn't believe it. At the same time, he was also a little worried that these people who came back alive would bring their conflicts to the present.

But what is surprising is that most of these people did not have any conflicts. After adapting, they settled down in Lothrik. At most, they would look like they owed millions of money when they met. .

However, they are both immortals, and Wengstein also understands their thoughts. They have fought and made troubles. Being alive now is the greatest gift. Moreover, they are still in Lothric, so how can they continue to make trouble? Aren't you fucking slapping His Majesty Gwensul in the face?

If he really didn't have eyes and dared to cause trouble in Lothric and offended Gwensul, the black knight would come to visit him that day.

Phew~

A giant dragon passed by from above, a companion of the unknown king.

"It seems His Majesty is back."

The rain stopped at some point, and the thick dark clouds became thinner. Small smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I really admire His Majesty Sur."

Smoke shook the cup.

"Why am I not?"

Wenstein also wanted to see this king who created countless miracles.

Touch~

Two cups, one large and one small, clinked together, their folds glowing under the sunlight that filtered through the dark clouds.

Its daybreak.

"Gwensul!"

However, at this moment when thousands of people were supposed to be celebrating, at the fire-passing sacrificial site and in the newly built palace for the gods, a pressure called the mother's anger filled the palace.

Felenor was very angry today, not just ordinary angry, but really angry. His whole body was like a thunder that was about to explode. His plump chest was heaving. He was a little boy who was usually fearless. The crows hid in their nests and shivered.

As for the reason, of course, the fire prevention girl quietly ran to spread the fire, leaving her as a mother to worry here, and so did the unknown king, who was so old and still followed the fire prevention girl to fool around. Do they know how long it has been?

Wuming knew his sister's temperament. When he came back, he oiled the soles of his feet and removed the cologne. He also brought Gwendelin who was going to watch a movie. He said that he was preparing for the future integration of the two forces and took his little brother to go shopping. visit.

As for the three fire-proof women, that would be terrible.

"You three..."