My summons are weird

Heather didn't know how strong she was until Mao Jing actually made her move. One person and one summoned object easily resolved the attacks from several directions. The speed is only between two breaths, and all the casting steps are smooth and smooth.

Being so powerful, she didn't insist on swallowing the magic of any magician, but danced like a butterfly in the mid-air where the magic flickered, dodging everyone's attack just right.

As the red-haired magician led by Mao Jinglai was thrown in front of him, the battle was completely over. The dense forest that was noisy not long ago was silent, and the corpses of magicians were scattered in the plowed soil.

Heather didn't give this guy who gathered a large number of villains a chance to speak, and directly pierced his heart with a spear condensed from water elements.

Mao Jing knew a lot about the historical documents of the Ecclesiastical Court. She wanted to give the red-eyed Heather some advice, but she didn't say much when she saw that she chose to send the other party a divorce.

Having lived in Theocracy for decades, the heart cultivated by Laurent's words and deeds is inevitably tainted in this chaotic world. Mao Jing feels that his hostility is gradually increasing now. Perhaps, this is also a reason. Kind of decay.

"Are you more comfortable?" Mao Jing asked.

Heather sat down on the ground, nodding slightly.

After Mao Jing cast healing magic on every surviving crew member, one of them still died of organ damage caused by the magic. Heather supported her exhausted body and counted the number of people, and left Grid together with herself more than three years ago. Of Lang's fifty knights from different races, there are only fifteen left.

Gathering the corpses along the way, looking at those familiar faces, Heather closed her eyes, and used a big fire to let this group of hard-working people who struggled from the bottom and wanted to change something with their own power rest in peace.

"If you need a mourning ceremony, I can help." Mao Jing said, "I used to be a nun."

Heather shook her head: "Silence is the best ritual for them... just let them sleep peacefully."

Seeing that Mao Jing used vines to strip off the objects of the dead magician, leaving them naked to be swallowed up by the turbulent mud, recalling that she claimed to be a nun, Heather couldn't help asking: "Do you know Lu Yu?"

"Just call me Cat Jing. Regarding your question, he taught me this summoned creature. What do you think?"

Heather hesitated: "Ms. Maojing, is it... the ninth level?"

Mao Jing smiled and waved his hand: "How is it possible, the eighth level is nothing more than it arrived after enjoying the nourishment of the world after the tide of magic power. Let me tell you about you, I am very impressed with your experience of meeting Lu Yu and Lu Lu. interested."

Heather found that when Maojing mentioned these two names, his expression was very gentle.

"I don't know Lulu... But speaking of Lu Yu, he should be the last friend I made before the magic wave. He got involved when he arrived in the Grand Empire..."

With Heather's eloquence, Mao Jing was able to see the past of the child Laurende had a crush on in more detail on the land of the foreign continent many years later.

Listening to Lu Yu's false claim that he is a high-level magician, and listening to his performance in troubles, for some reason, Mao Jing's restless heart gradually calmed down.

Heather picked up the exhausted scroll, pursed her lips, and said bitterly: "This was originally my sustenance for the last good time, and it has been used as a collection. It's a pity... Mr. Lu Yu's fire magic is amazing. Praise, I always thought he was only specialized in summoning."

It was difficult to explain Lulu's state at that time, and Mao Jing skipped over it. She asked curiously, "Have you been wandering around in the sea all these years?"

Heather nodded.

At the beginning of the magic tide, the ocean still hadn’t shown its dangerous side. Heather and everyone in the Knights spent a leisurely time at sea, looking for uninhabited deserted islands to replenish supplies, and maintaining the ships by themselves. Everyone gradually became experienced. Sailors, as if no wind and waves can stop their pace of exploration, the world is so big that they can roam freely.

However, overnight, the sea changed color, and the sea they thought they knew mocked their arrogance and ignorance with countless mutations.

A few days before they hit the rocks and ran aground, they encountered a group of sea slugs that could suddenly grow tentacles from their bodies. Before the magic tide, even sailors with rich sailing experience had never seen a sea slug that was similar in size to an adult sea monster. Sea slugs, while Heather's Star was unknowingly surrounded by such a group of guys with colorful body patterns.

Fortunately, these sea slugs were not malicious, they seemed to approach the Star just out of curiosity, and after throwing a few seafood onto the boat with their tentacles, they grabbed away several rain clouds hanging from various positions on the Star The flag, other than that, the Star has no loss.

So far, Heather still can't understand, what use do these sea slugs want the special flags that the crew uses to signal the sea state?

Maojing handed her water bottle to Heather, and let her moisten her throat when she spoke a little dryly.

"Ms. Maojing, I want to know... Has Lu Yu returned to his hometown now?"

"He... the journey seems to be over for the time being, and now he is staying in a place called Meera. When I left, he had already managed the territory he owned in order. The people he loves love him, nothing is better than this It’s over.” Mao Jing asked, “You’re homesick?”

Heather said: "Kindly, but ... there's no way we're going back."

That is no longer a country that is worth fighting for for those who have dreams in the Star Knights.

It was Heather's idea to set off again after repairing the Xingchen, but the reality quickly gave her a heavy hammer.

The Star has been broken into two pieces, the stern of the ship was smashed into pieces under the beating of huge waves, the planks and the luggage that had not yet been transported in the future were either soaked or dragged to the distant sea with the waves.

The villains hoped to take over a large ship relatively intact, but during the time they were entangled with Heather and the others, it was clear that some amphibious sea tribes had visited the currently unoccupied Star, and the important defensive circle was thus damaged. thorough.

There is no way to repair the Xingchen.

Some of the survivors who were holding the ashes of their companions and intending to sprinkle them into the sea cried out in disbelief, while others shed tears silently.

Confusion, helplessness, and sadness enveloped the weather-beaten Knights of the Stars, and the fragility hidden under the tough appearance was fully revealed in the howling.

They lost their companions, their families, and their homes...

Heather, the backbone, closed her eyes. Now, what should they do?

"It's a wonderful fate that made me appear in front of you. The scroll left by Lulu in the past solved the crisis for you today, and the fate of yesterday continues today... Heather, you might as well go to Mera, Lu Yu's dawn leader , maybe you will be accepted, it is a warm haven, a gentle place where you can regain yourself."

Heather stared at the wreckage of the Star, without saying a word, as if thinking.

The map was placed on the ground by Mao Jing, she stuffed the dice into Heather's hand, looking at Heather who didn't know why, she explained: "Follow your heart, fill in the choice you think of in the map, number it, and let the dice fall On top of that, since everything today is a continuation of fate, why not try to follow the guidance of fate?"

"There are far more patterns on the map than on the dice..."

"It's not a big deal, throw it."

Under Cat Jing's light touch, the dice slipped from Heather's hand, rolled a few times on the map, and determined that the number was three.

"What is the number three?" Mao Jing asked.

Heather's lips moved, and finally, she let out a relieved smile.

"I want the rest of my companions to live..."

Mao Jing smiled slightly: "I will go with you before confirming the area we are in and watching you board the ocean-going ship to Mera."

Heather was puzzled: "Don't Ms. Maojing plan to go to Lu Yu's territory with us?"

Maojing picked up the dice on the ground and played it around: "After leaving Meera, I have been using it to determine my destination. Vanessa, the ninth-level legendary magician, was like this back then."

After receiving Laurent's ashes, Mao Jing hugged him tightly: "Now, the dice haven't told me that it's time to return to Meera. I think I can go further, farther."

...

...

Maojing opened his eyes, and the garden under the Pope's Tower that was imprinted in his memory reappeared in front of his eyes again. The afterglow of the setting sun cast the lazy light on the grass leaves and flowers swaying gently in the wind, outlining the familiar and warm image of Maojing. Outline.

She has accompanied Laurende here over and over again. Many plants, trees and flowers in the garden are planted by her, and the placement is also determined by her. Many nights away from Meera, Dream will bring the cat thorns again. back here.

Sitting on the stone bench, recalling the scene when Laurent sent away the nuns and the knight of the Theocracy lay on his lap, Maojing smiled smirk.

Silhouettes suddenly appeared on the tender green grass blades, and the sudden movement of things in her vision made Maojing frown. When she saw the object in front of her, she stood up suddenly, clenched her fists, and looked around, as if she was looking for something .

The dice silently appeared on the map that also appeared out of thin air, as if saying to Mao Jing...

"You throw it once, too."

"Whether it's the God of Radiance or the Silver Maple Tree, get lost!"

Maojing no longer suppressed her anger, even though the other party was most likely to be the god Laurende served... It was because he might be the god Laurende served that she wanted to scold him!

"Laurende has given you his whole life. Even though he knows you don't exist, he is still willing to worship you as a real god. For the Theocracy and for you, he gave everything. It's not enough!" Cat Jing roared, "Eighty years, a full eighty years, I watched him change from a young man full of vigor and vigor to an old man, and I watched him wait until the last moment of his life to let go of the responsibility of the Pope. Let me tell you about Laurent's identity..."

Maojing's eyes were red, and his tongue, which was much thinner than that of ordinary people, spit out frequently, making a slight "hissing" sound, and the scales on his neck were almost exploded because of being too angry.

"I've only owned him for four years, and he's still dead. Do you want to take him away!"

The grass under the map and the dice was densely covered with silver maple leaves. The cat thorn kicked two things away, and the toxin spit out from its mouth corroded the silver maple leaves.

"I won't go back!"

Mao Jing fiercely stared at the phantom of the silver maple tree that gradually gathered, but tears slowly trickled down from her cheeks and onto the ground.

With the dripping teardrop as the center, the garden scenery changes.

Mao Jing's fierce gaze was dulled by the person who intruded into her sight, and when she saw what he was holding, she frowned in confusion.

The past is like the wind, and the memory is revived. After realizing what it was, Mao Jing looked at Laurent, who was still in his prime, in astonishment, and buried it under the silver maple tree.

At this moment, Mao Jing burst into tears.

"You bastard...why didn't you say it...it's always been like this, it's been like this all my life!" Mao Jing complained with tears in her eyes.

The dice and the map appeared in front of Maojing again.

Above Maojing's head, petals are falling all over the sky, like a dream.

The road paved with silver maple leaves stretches all the way to the silver maple tree. (end of this chapter)