The Final Knight

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Withered, brown earth.

O'Falil floated above the sky, looking at the battlefield below, reaching out in surprise and covering his mouth.

This is not the first time she has seen the battlefield, but such a battlefield has never been seen by O'Falil.

The land seemed to be turned over by invisible big hands, turning over one by one. The soil was black and scattered, and the plumes of black smoke rose, giving people a feeling after the war. However, O'Falil soon realized that something was not normal.

There are no bodies.

On the battlefield of Noda University, there is no body left. On the battlefield that O'Fallier saw in the past, there are corpses and their weapons everywhere, and on this battlefield, although some broken and discarded weapons can be vaguely seen, but But he couldn't see half of the body, which was intriguing.

"Miss Charlotte, what do you think?"

O'Falil dropped cautiously, looking at the battlefield below, and asked inwardly. Charlotte didn’t come, but because they belonged to Youlian’s soul contract, they could also communicate through telepathy. Because of identity problems, Charlotte couldn’t come in person, but she didn’t need to go by herself to observe the battlefield. Come, as long as you listen to O'Fallier's description, you will know that there is no difference.

"No body? Neither of them?"

"No."

O'Fallar looked again carefully at the battlefield beneath him and answered with affirmation.

"At least within my line of sight, no."

"The people of the Church of Saint Grace have the tradition of cremating the corpse. On the side of the Sith Empire, Miss Lindilot said that there is a similar habit, but I can't care more about the invisibility of the enemy's corpse... Miss O'Falil, the battlefield How big is it?"

"Great, probably..."

O'Falil narrowed his eyes and looked at the city surrounded by the sand in the distance, then roughly described it to Charlotte.

"So big?"

Although only able to communicate by voice, O'Falriel seemed to be able to imagine Charlotte's frowning expression from this rhetorical question.

"This really surprised me, Miss O'Falriel, the other party's long-range attack is very powerful, but this is also within my expectation, it seems that even Miss Shella has no good way, so look at it this way , The opponent’s loss should be near their front line, let’s not talk about this first, is there anything suspicious near here?"

"No, Miss Charlotte, you have asked it three times just now."

"I still don’t worry. Miss Shella is a very cunning person. Although she does not know you, according to Miss Lindilot, as a behind-the-scenes messenger of the Church of Saint Grace, she can’t fail to hear. After your name, and Miss O'Falil, you should pay attention that Miss Shella is different from us who are usually under the ground, and she has always lived on this continent. Your days of fame are not short, I I don’t believe Miss Shella hasn’t paid attention to you, you should be careful."

"I still don't understand very well."

Following Charlotte's suggestion, O'Falil flew upwards, pulling away from the battlefield, but she was still a bit puzzled. How did she mention this, from Yulian’s attitude to the following? Almost everyone knew that before she left, Charlotte’s reaction was the strangest. When she pulled her, she sighed and told her that O'Fallier thought she was one. Gone forever. Judy's expression was not so good. Although she was very serious on weekdays, she actually ran to O'Falirier and patted her shoulder and said to take care. As for Messiah and Semia, she was instilled again and again on how to prevent enemy attacks, and how to react in times of danger. Ever since O'Falil learned to fight with the sisters, she has never seen They have been so serious. Even the elven gifted knight, Kunis, who had only a few sides with O'Falil, ran from the elven station specially after hearing the news, and looked at her like a neuropath.

"You have to be careful about that guy, remember, it’s your own life, don’t make a mistake for that cheap man, anyway, there are more men in the world, and he has nothing to worry about, and he will die a few dozen more years later. One hundred years is not a resurrection, leave him alone, just pay attention to yourself."

Although Kunis still doesn't have a slight affection for Yulian in words, O'Fallier still sees that these women who have had a relationship with Yulian long ago seem to know the name of Shella, and no matter what their What is the position, it seems that there is no favor for this woman.

But even when Lindilot came to see her off, O'Falil felt more and more weird.

"Please be careful about that woman, Miss O'Falil."

Lindy Lot's smile was not as weird as several others, but a little worry.

"I don't know what happened between the lady and the grandfather, because the grandmother did not tell me."

It’s no wonder, judging from Yulian’s description, Lindy Lot’s grandmother should be the same kind of character who is not on the battlefield, just like Shirley, who is far away at Twilight Castle, so even if something happens, they I won't know.

"So what I want to say next is my personal feelings. Although as a field commander, I believe in fact-supported inferences rather than women’s intuition, but I think that since so many young ladies warn you, I want to come to my My instincts won’t go too far. I have met her once. Although I couldn’t describe it in detail, I always felt that she seemed crazy.”

"Crazy? Miss Lindilot, you mean..."

"Her appearance is no different from normal people. I believe you will understand what I mean if you see her. She has quick thinking, clear and accurate judgment, and can make decisions quickly. So, I am crazy It’s not that kind of...but I think somewhere in her heart seems to have broken down long ago."

Speaking of this, Lindilot patted her shoulder comfortably.

"You have to be careful, Miss O'Falriel, I think Miss Charlotte is right. They have followed Grandpa for so many years. They must have known more about Miss Shella than you and me. Their advice, I think you should be careful treat."

Thinking of this, O'Falil couldn't help but looked at the next battlefield again.

Still desolate and silent.

"This is troublesome..."

Charlotte's voice was a bit embarrassing.

"On the battlefield alone, we have no way of judging the number of casualties. Shiraz must have expected that we would come and deliberately dragged away the corpses. Otherwise, the heavy casualties would not have this need."

"Miss Charlotte, you just said that we have no way to judge the battlefield. Now why do they say that they suffered heavy casualties?"

O'Falil couldn't understand it.

"Because the enemy's strength is far above them, according to the information we have received from Miss Lindilot before, this army is a lot of elite, but most of them are ordinary soldiers. If there is no chance, the deaths and injuries will be heavy, but what we need to know is not this certain thing, but more specific casualty figures."

"You need these, are you worried that Miss Shella will attack us behind your back?"

O'Falil was a little surprised.

"Anyway, this **** woman hasn't done this for the first time."

Charlotte's tone became very ironic.

"I really hope you can kill her, Miss O'Falil. Although the host has his own rules, fortunately we don't need to follow his rules, so if you can really beat her, then I strongly recommend You can divide her into pieces. Messiah, Semiya, and even Miss Judy will be commanded by remote control. Please be assured that we will give her the most terrible method of death. If you can’t see it, I really want to throw her into the wild dog heap to let them meet and discuss the next matter."

Charlotte's voice was lively and even pretentious, but it made O'Fallar tremble uncomfortably, because even the hatred in it could be felt by her.

"It's a pity, Miss O'Falil, you won't be her opponent, it's a pity, a pity."

Charlotte obviously also realized that she had some "domineering side leakage", to know that she is always a polite example, even when thinking about bad ideas, she also has a graceful and polite smile, But that sentence just gave people a distorted, fierce and vicious feeling.

"Okay, what are you going to do next? Miss O'Falil?"

"I want to take a look around, maybe I can find some traces, maybe... Should I launch a raid on them?"

"I suggest you don't do this, just know..."

"But as Miss Charlotte you said, what if Miss Shella really intends to take the opportunity to attack us? If they suffer heavy casualties, even the destruction of corpses is a lot of work. I don't believe there is no trace at all. I want to give it a try, and, even if Miss Shera is so powerful, she will never fly."

"This…………"

Charlotte obviously hesitated. Frankly speaking, she also hopes to get more specific numbers, but she is also not ignorant of Sheila’s prowess. The consequences of O'Falir’s doing this are like gambling. If you are lucky, okay, What happens if you are unlucky?

But at this moment, O'Falil has already begun to act.

She is not acting blindly. O'Falil is still very confident in herself. Since awakening, she has become more and more comfortable with Mana's power. Although she was accidentally given by Sidwig in the battle of the previous night's capital Black one, but maybe she was blessed by misfortune. After that, her strength has increased again. Now even Falian can’t easily enter her body. Although listening to those people said that Shiraz is very powerful, it won’t Too much difference from Falian.

Thinking of this, O'Falir didn't worry too much, but stretched his wings and flew towards the sides of the battlefield.

The dim mountains flashed beneath her, without any trace of anomaly, O'Falil slowly stabilized her body, carefully watching and measuring every inch of land under her, she did not leave the battlefield too far, because O'Fallier knew that if the Sith Empire and the Church of Holy Grace suffered heavy casualties, then they would not have the ability to transport so many corpses too far, and they must be nearby.

"Ok?"

At this moment, O'Falil stopped, looking at the rolling hills at her feet, frowning slightly.

According to Charlotte's intelligence, isn't the northwest a wasteland? Where are there so many ups and downs?

Could it be that………

"Uh!!!"

At this moment, a dazzling light flashed by.

O'Fallier reacted almost as soon as she noticed the light. She fluttered her wings and flew to the side quickly, but at this moment, another lightning appeared again, as if she had already predicted her avoidance. Shooting in the direction, and O'Falil had no way at all. The other party's prediction was too accurate. If it was seen by uninformed people, it would even think that O'Falil ran into it!

But even so, O'Falriel was not too nervous, she realized that it should be the power of magic, and for her who possessed the phantom attribute, the power of magic could not cause her too much threat. But even so, O'Falil unconsciously withdrew his wings and blocked it in front of him, and at the same time, the lightning had hit him hard.

"boom!!!"

Unexpectedly.

Originally O'Fallier thought that even if she was overwhelmed by magic, there would be no problem, but this lightning completely subverted her idea, she only felt a strong impact oncoming, and then her body changed Paralyzed and unable to move, then O'Falil only felt the wind suddenly become stronger.

"Woo!!!"

Then, a heavy shock came from behind her, almost did not let O'Falil vomit bleeding. She lay on the ground like that, clenching her teeth, but she couldn't move at all. Those beating electric lights did not disappear, but bound her body like a rope. Although filled with the power of Mana, the injuries that fell from the sky quickly healed, but O'Falil was surprised to find that she could not move her body half, and her body seemed to belong to herself completely, only a trace A sense of paralysis came and hindered her movement.

How can this be?

Shouldn’t magic be effective?

O'Falil only felt a blank in her mind, and she didn't retract her gaze until a figure appeared in front of her, looking at the figure standing in front of her.

That is a woman.

"Hello, this is Shiraz, Miss O'Falriel, meet for the first time."

Looking at O'Falil falling to the ground, Shella gave a smirk. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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