She Chooses To Destroy the World

The earl walked into the mansion, Alice held the box with the beaded crown in her hand, and stood there for a while, shielding her other hand from the sun.

She was imprisoned in the dungeon by Earl Rachel, and then sent to the underground temple. It was only then that she saw the sky again. When she was exposed to the sun, she felt a little dazzled, a little slower, distinguished the direction, and walked to the place where she lived before. Hotel.

She has been missing for so many days, and I don’t know if the hotel owner will rent her room to others, but considering that she had deposited money at the front desk before leaving, the store should not be able to deal with her luggage for a while. . She returned to the hotel and walked to the front desk to ask. Sure enough, a few more guests came in the other day, and the boss vacated the room she had lived in before renting it out. As for the few pieces of her luggage, they have been put away at the front desk. Seeing her coming, the store clerk took out the package and handed it to her:

"Your things are here, no one has touched it, you can count it yourself."

Alice opened the luggage and read it carefully.

There are no shortage of gold and silver coins, and all the odds and ends are there. But Alice always felt as if there was something important not in it. She looked at everything again and touched her body, only then did she remember what she had lost.

The chain mail given by Master Etienne is not here.

Alice's face turned pale all of a sudden.

At that time, Alice took it off and set it aside because she couldn't wear chain mail in her skirt. I was walking in a hurry and didn't take things away. I didn't expect it to be lost like this.

Alice called the shop clerk to ask, but the shop clerk only said that he didn't know. Alice was anxious and drew her dagger and slapped it on the table. This immediately frightened the shop clerk. He shivered, raised his hand and swears:

"I didn't pay attention when I cleaned it up, but when a customer saw it came to the front desk, I put it in your bag. If I took it away, it would be hard for me to die."

The noise here is so fierce that the boss heard the noise and came down from the stairs to ask what was wrong. I heard that I had lost an enchanted chain mail. I immediately understood that this guest was probably not something I could afford to offend. I quickly apologized with the smiling face, urging the store clerk to recall the situation in the past few days, and then went to the room to look for it.

Of course, I couldn't find it in the guest room. There were too many guests in the past few days, and the store clerk couldn't remember whether there was any suspicious person, and it fell into a deadlock for a while.

Alice knew that opening a hotel is a serious business, and if the people in the store have dirty hands and feet, they may steal some change, but they may not dare to steal valuable chain mail. After all, gold coins and silver coins have no name or surname, but there are marks carved by craftsmen on the chain mail, and there are special enchantments to identify them. If this kind of thing is unclear, ordinary shops will not dare to accept it. Thinking about it this way, the person who stole the chain mail is likely to be a mercenary himself, or simply a robber who cuts the path as his career.

If something is targeted by a thief, it's useless to ask the store clerk here. Alice thought for a while, put away her dagger, and asked the shop assistant:

"So, have you seen any mercenaries or other guests with weapons these days?"

When she asked, the store clerk seemed to really remember something, and he slapped his palm:

"I see, that person must have taken it!"

Alice asked more carefully, only to realize that a few days ago, there was indeed a strange person in the hotel. The guy was wearing a pair of short knives, dusty, and wearing light clothing suitable for maneuvering in the mountains and forests.

Most travelers also wear a dagger for self-defense, but those with double knives can see it as a career. Soldiers or mercenaries fight against the enemy on the battlefield. They usually carry longer weapons. Only thieves who have been running around for a long time will use short knives if they find it difficult to carry long weapons. If there is any suspicious person recently, this guy is probably the only one. When the new guest saw the chain mail coming to the front desk, the person was eating dinner at the table, just in time to see the store clerk putting the chain mail into Alice's luggage.

After finally remembering such a person, the shopkeeper and the owner were relieved. The store clerk described to Alice in detail about the person’s appearance: male, under twenty, not tall, and thinner, with brown hair over his shoulders, a sly look on his face, freckles on his face, and ears. Wear a single earring.

These appearance features, coupled with dual knives and light clothing, seem not too difficult to recognize. Alice went to the stable again and asked the horse boy. The horse boy remembered the man, saying that he was riding a white horse. Although he didn't know his destination, he remembered that he was going to the south.

This is finally the only good news. After all, he is heading in the same direction as Alice's return to the royal capital. Maybe she can go all the way to inquire.

Alice really wanted to chase right away, but the man had been walking for a few days, and there was another good horse. What's more, she has been tossing over the past few days, and the energy consumed is about the same as fighting a battle. Now she couldn't hold it anymore, so she had to let the store clerk open a new room for her and told her to feed the horse to her full so that she could leave early tomorrow morning.

The owner of the inn couldn't say that it was out of guilt, but he still wanted to please, and opened the most comfortable suite for her, and stated that it was free of charge. Now that the inn owner was willing to make up for it, Alice accepted it.

After all, she is a person who has experienced life and death. No matter how precious the chain mail is, it is not important to get a good night's sleep. She changed her clothes and lay on the big bed in the suite, and fell asleep in less than a minute.

I don't know how long she slept. When she was about to wake up, Alice suddenly felt as if something was touching her hand, trying to turn the covenant ring on her index finger.

Alice suddenly became sober:

There are people in the room!

Just lost her chain mail, and now she has another precious bead crown in her hand. She didn't have time to think about how outsiders came in, touched the dagger next to her pillow, poked it over without making a sound, but stabbed in the air.

Alice was so confident in her perception that she would pierce her into the air. She immediately turned over and got out of the bed, using the bed as a cover to block her figure, and looked up.

It was dusk at this time, and although the light in the room was dim, it wasn't that I couldn't see the situation in the room clearly. She found that there was no one else in the room.

She was nervous, but heard a voice ringing in her ears:

"it's me."

She was taken aback and shook all over, only to realize that it was Circillian when she recovered. So he let out a sigh of relief, dropped the dagger casually, turned around and sat down on the ground:

"It turned out to be you. I thought someone was hiding in the house and almost scared me to death."

"There may be such things from time to time in the future. You have to get used to it as soon as possible."

Alice was surprised and delighted when she heard Cecilian’s words unusual:

"What do you mean by this, is you deciding to stay with me forever?"

Cecilian never seemed to answer questions head-on:

"I made an oath." He said, "The ceremony in the dungeon is not just your one-sided oath. Since I said that I will focus on you, I will not break my promise."

"But you don't seem to have a lot of energy today." Alice pointed out, "A lot of prayers are needed to communicate like this, right? I mean... to create... entities like this?"

There was a question mark in Alice's ending, and she really didn't know if Cecilian was actually an entity like this now. The touch of his "hand" is not the same as the previous feeling in the dungeon. It feels closer to humans, but it is completely invisible. But in the dungeon before, according to Cecilian, if it is not so dark, it seems You can still see something.

"There are not as many as you imagine." Cecilian seemed to think for a while before he came to this answer. "The Mother God passed a little prayer to me through Olivia. Make a little more impact."

"Mother God?" Alice was a little surprised. She didn't expect that she would make such a decision, nor could she think that she could provide help in this way, "Can the power of faith be transferred in this way?"

"Generally speaking, it is not possible." Cecilian explained to her, "but she is a mother, and the connection between us is different from mine and other gods. Her priestly power is greater than that of priests of all other gods. You can pray Transfer the power of faith she holds to other gods."

After he explained the affairs between these gods, he changed the conversation:

"I didn't come here to say this."

The god’s invisible hand overlapped her hand, tapped her finger lightly with the tip of the finger, and stroked the ring on her hand:

"I just wanted to tell you, don't take the ring of covenant easily in the future."

"Um?"

"The magic of magicians is derived from the power of the night god, even I can't easily eliminate it. This kind of thing is too dangerous, if the magician who made the contract is malicious to you and changes the content of the agreement without authorization, it may It will burn when you are completely unprepared, even I may not be able to save you in time."

The voice of the **** showed a rare seriousness, which made Alice play a little bit:

"I thought you were omnipotent."

"Actually, I can't do anything." Circillian sighed. "Do you think this **** of mine is too useless?"

"How come! You saved my life."

"It's just to stop the blood and seal the wound. Any magician's potion can do it."

"But only you can show up next to me in a critical moment." As Alice said, she stretched out her hand in his direction and touched his invisible arm.

The **** shuddered like an electric shock, seemingly uncomfortable with the touch, but he did not move. His arms were round and soft, and he couldn't feel the bones. He couldn't judge the gender by the difference between the bones. Alice became curious and suddenly asked him:

"Are you male or female?"

This is the question Alice has always wanted to ask. Cecilian's voice was too soft, making it difficult to distinguish between genders. After hearing her question, He paused for a while:

"Do you want me to be male or female?"