Whispering Verse

The ashen-faced Emilia turned her head to look at it, and after just one glance, she gently covered her wrist. The place where the black crow tattoo once appeared felt a slight pain. She knew that the thing in front of her was the one who really cursed her.

The man with the crow's head did not speak immediately, but looked inquiringly at Shade's body on the ground, which was pillowed by the crying little unicorn. After confirming that it was indeed a corpse, he spoke. His Kassenric was extremely standard, even more standard than the accent of the king's official spokesman:

"You can call me - Mr. Crow."

The devil said as the rain fell from the sky but just avoided it. Its body is facing Emilia, but the crow's head is facing the elf, so Emilia can only see one of its eyes.

Those are standard round eyes, and the black eyes are as fake as glass beads among the white whites:

"Generally speaking, I will not take the initiative, let alone show up."

It held its hands behind its back and spoke without any tone. Emilia's lips moved to say something, but she found that she had already lost the ability to move and speak.

"But this time the situation is different. The human male who protects you has a 'witcher's seal' on his body, and he asked for your hair in an attempt to help you share the curse. These are all manifestations of a witcher. I have already I haven’t seen a witcher for a long time, and I want to make sure that he won’t disturb my game. Now it seems that the witchers of the Sixth Age are also very capable.”

The eyes in the round eyes no longer moved around, but stared at Emilia:

"And you are also very interesting, elf. Although your bloodline is noble, it has no influence on me. You are a lucky enough creature, so you can escape so many bad lucks. Now, your fifth time You escaped from me, although this is also because you have a strong protector, but this is also one of your good fortunes."

Its right hand behind its back stretches forward. Its hand also looks like a human being, and it is very dry in the rain:

"Emilia Siam Nord from the Far North Witch Academy, you have the ability and courage to defeat misfortune and control it. Welcome to be my messenger, and I am willing to give you the power to bring misfortune to all things and civilization."

Emilia, who was originally unable to move, suddenly felt her right hand being raised completely uncontrollably. The hand tremblingly stretched forward to touch the right hand extended by "Mr. Crow".

She tried so hard not to do this that her raised right hand seemed to twitch in the air.

The crow man's black eyes rolled in his white sockets, and Emilia regained her ability to speak.

"Elf, aren't you willing to accept my power? Since my birth, you are the fourth mortal to have this honor."

"So where are the first three now?"

Emilia gritted her teeth and said, hoping that the pain would allow her to regain some control over her body. Of course she was scared, but her grief made all of that irrelevant:

"If he is willing to protect me...I am also willing to protect everyone, stand here and reject you now. You disgusting thing, I don't know what you are. Maybe you are the fairy in the stories of the elves in my childhood. Ancient evil spirits. But it’s not important, it doesn’t matter anymore.”

She actually controlled her head to turn back slightly, allowing her peripheral vision to see Shade's body. Tears were about to well up in her eyes again, but the little elf girl made herself brave. Now that the person who protected her was gone, she couldn't let him down:

"When he is gone, it will be up to me to protect the world. I am very weak and I can't do anything, but at least I can refuse you. You will never get what you want."

The black eyes in the whites of the demon's eyes were moving again, and Emilia, who was being stared at by it, felt that her courage was even draining away.

"A pure and flawless soul, the blood of the tree father's sacrifice, you deserve more of my investment."

The devil said again, it retracted its hands and changed into the same posture with its hands behind its back as before. Inside the crisp black formal suit is a white shirt. Even if the leather shoes step on the puddles on the ground, they will not be stained with mud:

“You don’t have to think about stalling so someone can come and save you.

The believers of the righteous gods are now blocked by me at the foot of the tower, and no one of them can come up without my permission. I am willing to offer you more chips, elf, the power of doom will become your foundation, and I will transform you into another life form. Together with me, you will bring more misfortune to this world until all things come to an end and our mission will end. "

The black eyes stared at Emilia:

"You deserve this, so will you?"

Emilia shook her head slowly, and suddenly the little beast lying on Shade's body suddenly shook its head, knocking the long sword and staff that fell to the ground into Emilia's feet. The moment the two touched Emilia, she actually regained control of her body.

She immediately bent down to pick them up, but the crow had already stretched out his hand.

Knowing that she only had one chance, Emilia decisively gave up the long sword and wanted to hold the black staff that felt very familiar to her. She didn't know that this relic could only be used by Shade and Luvia.

But the crow man just flicked his fingers, and the staff of Yectrasil flew away with the little unicorn, hitting the wall hard before stopping.

[Night Watch] emitted a faint light and resisted the power of the devil, so Emilia could only pick it up and hold it in her hand.

The silver sword body glowed because it sensed the power of the devil, and the orange light emitted by the ancient elven runes made Emilia extremely awake at the moment.

Holding the [Night Watch] can gain a certain level of swordsmanship experience, but unfortunately, Emilia's swordsmanship talent is far less than that of the Outlander and most of the previous owners of this sword. Her level was too low to exert the power of [Night Watch], but she still bravely raised it and pointed it at the crow in front of her:

"I will not agree to any of your conditions. This time, I will protect everyone."

Her long blond hair had already been wet by the rain, and the water drops flowing from her eyes were unknown whether they were rain or tears:

"Don't expect to get anything from me. Either you kill me today, or I will definitely kill you in the future."

She desperately resisted the urge to wipe her tears. The hand holding the sword was trembling with fear, but she never considered escaping from here. Emilia Siam Nord stood in front of Shade's corpse, crying and trying to use her own spirit to resonate with this unfamiliar but powerful sword.

"If that's what you want."

The crow man still said in a toneless voice, and a black crow feather appeared in the void, stabbing Emilia like it had just attacked Shade. Emilia immediately waved her sword to block, and the silver sword light of the long sword drew an arc in the air, but she did not block the feather.

The feather pierced Emilia's left arm, and she screamed in pain, but she still held the sword with one hand and her right hand:

"I will protect everyone."

She swung her sword and rushed forward in the rain. The devil was unwilling to come into direct contact with the [Night Watcher], so he turned into a puff of black smoke to avoid it. When Emilia staggered to a stop, two more black crow feathers shot at her from behind.

[Night Watch] used Emilia's right hand to turn around and slash, destroying one feather and deflecting the direction of the other feather. The latter rubbed Emilia's face and flew into the rainy night sky. There was a trace of blood on the elf girl's face.

At this time, a crow man wearing a black formal suit appeared in the sky. It stood in the air so that Amelia, who could not fly, could not touch it. The elf girl desperately hoped to kill it with a bolt of lightning, but this was impossible no matter how hard she thought about it.

The devil stretched out his right hand and flicked it lightly, and there was a loud bang. Emilia felt the sword in her hand suddenly become hot. Countless crow feathers suddenly collided with the brilliant sword light erupting from the sword in her hand. Letting the long sword fly out, the tip of the sword pierced the ground of the observation deck in front of her, making a long-lasting buzzing sound.

Emilia covered her wrist and looked up at the crow man standing in the air, the devil's round black eyes still staring at her.

The sound of pounding rain resounded across the ground, and Emilia couldn't hear what was happening under the tower, nor did she know what was happening to little Lianna who had just been knocked away. But thinking of Shade who died to protect her, and of the teachers and friends who had protected her so far, she brushed away the hair that blocked her sight. The temperature of her body was being taken away by the rain, but there was some kind of flame that was enough to warm her soul. Like rising in the body.

The crow asked from above:

"Are you really unwilling to be my messenger?"

"No, you are the enemy of civilization, you are the enemy of all intelligent life."

She believed that if it was Sha De, he would definitely answer like this.

"Why reject me? What do you get for rejecting me?"

"I get nothing, and this is justice."

The elf girl replied that she actually didn't believe in justice at all, she only knew that the other party was her enemy. If she cannot die today, she will spend her whole life to complete her revenge; if she dies today,

"So, you're not afraid of me?"

The crow asked at last, reaching out his hand to strike. Amelia was not worth the delay.

The wonderful power of fate is showing more malice towards Emilia, and the dense black crow feathers appearing in the rain will cause thousands of penetrating wounds on her body in the next moment.

Her face was pale due to injuries, but under the threat of death, Emilia felt extremely calm. In fact, the little elf does not have the ambitions of the outsiders, nor the ambitions of Iluna, nor the secrets and responsibilities of Luvia. The girl who just wants to run and play with the unicorns has never I thought I would have to take on anything.

She is a free elf, but at this moment she decided to let herself do something that does not belong to her in the last moment of her short life, just like the hero in the fairy tale, like the real hero behind her.

Facing the enemy of civilization, the righteous elf girl stretched out her hand to hold the sword that was still buzzing in front of her. Even though she knew that she would definitely die in the face of a powerful enemy, she still mustered up the courage and held the hilt of the sword with both hands, surging in her soul. Feeling that the flames were about to burst out, he pulled out the sword and pointed it at the sky.

The enemy of civilization, with a heart of justice, holds the holy sword and draws the sword towards the enemy, so——

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