Chapter 611 The disturbed...

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Many people wander in their sea of ​​consciousness, and this has been going on for a long time.

It's like walking in a museum that covers almost everything in the world, countless memories float by in front of me, but I seem to be away from all this and wandering in these past memories.

He saw himself laughing with Noda in Carlo City, saw Silna secretly stalking him but was knocked out by himself, saw the death battle between the necromancer Hiddink and himself, and the next thing... Looking at these, many people felt melancholy and insights in their hearts, like an old man, constantly reflecting on their past.

In countless memories, you can also see strange fragments - that belong to Nerios. The fates of the two people are so complicated and intertwined, but you don’t know when they will be separated or... when they will end.

Is it over?

Many raised their heads and looked at the sky in this world that belonged to his mind. At the moment of attacking North, many understood where Carolina was in Nerios's heart. The Blade of Clin became a carrier, allowing the dragon clan to reveal his true body in an extraordinary way - but the consequences... The Blade of Clin seemed to be sleeping in consciousness, and the same was true for Nerios.

Where is yourself?

Many looked at the "lake surface" composed of consciousness like a mirror in front of them, bent down and reached out to touch them, but felt that it felt like stroking their cheeks. Until this time, many realized that they did not belong to this world after all.

He is a stone that disrupts the original calm water surface of the world.

The ripples gently open, causing huge waves in this endless ocean of consciousness that are different from ordinary laws of physics.

"Since that's the case..."

Many whispers, their eyes were in a moment of loss of consciousness, but they were extremely firm in the next moment.

"Then keep going..."

Standing on the water surface, he seemed to have suddenly lost his support and was swallowed up by the ocean under his feet. His shadow gradually blurred in the clear water and finally disappeared invisible.

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warmth.

Many people can feel the warmth of their hands.

Opening his eyes, he was impressed by Flora's haggard face, looking at herself as if surprised and happy, stunned for a moment, then threw herself to her chest, pressing her tightly against his chest and started crying, but she didn't say anything unnecessary.

The hand moved slightly, and many feelings were clenched.

"It's fine."

Hilna took many hands and placed them gently beside her face, her eyes drooping, and whispered like a prayer.

Two women who had conflicts looked at themselves together, making many people wonder whether they should continue to lie down.

Flora wiped away her tears, and without any concern for Sirna, she lowered her head and kissed many lips. She had experienced this active fanaticism once, but instinctively wanted to raise her hand to stop it...

But Silna did not let go of him, but just lowered her head silently, as if she had seen nothing.

"Thank you, Nana."

Flora let go a lot like a tearful person. She turned around and hugged Sirna. She looked like a pair of sisters. After a while, Flora whispered: "I'll go see what to eat for dinner."

The queen naturally had no time to worry about what to eat for dinner, and many knew that it was an excuse. Looking at Flora's back as she left, many turned their heads and looked at Sirna who had been silent.

"If one day my lord is killed on the battlefield... where will I go?"

Nana's voice was extremely hoarse, and many people could imagine how this was caused.

When faced with her questions, many people could not answer - how to make a decision? The beauty of the country, this choice is always a headache for the superiors. In fact, the real superiors do not have such considerations. After all, he is not an emperor.

"Our relationship may not be much stronger than any other couple, but I hope it will not wither and die because of the premature end of life."

Nana raised her head, her silver hair covered half of her beautiful cheeks. Today, this former ranger has a layer of divine temperament, calm and makes people feel that there is a desire for respect from the bottom of her heart.

"I promise you."

Many people have no time to make any decisions without hesitation. They know the path they choose, and they know that what they want to do is to become the strongest person on this path.

I reached out and pulled this elf whom I had known for more than a year, and unlike ordinary couples, they experienced unimaginable tests and hardships on this day. It is a success to be able to persevere in this tortuous journey to this day.

"I want you to swear..."

Silna lowered her head and was pulled directly to the bed by many before she finished speaking. Then he kissed her lips hard and blocked the words behind her into her throat.

The white sacrificial robe revealed Sirna's elegant figure like a golden ratio handicraft. Since it was summer, the robe did not have the long robe sleeves, and the delicate skin was pressed against many bodies, which made him feel an impulse for no reason...

It was not the kind of sexual impulse that only wild beasts had. He just figured out something at this moment - and then gently hugged Nana and no longer had any further actions.

Sirna blushed like an apple by this sudden action, but she did not resist. She lay on many bodies and lay quietly, looking like she could pick it up... The pure elf priestess, picking out any noun can make the nobles of St. Lance's blood boil and her lower body congested, and this moment seemed to be a bit out of place-

Just as many were really considering whether to go further next - in fact, his hand had been gently placed on the button of the sacrificial robe by Sirna - in short, the knock on the door still made Sirna's body tense up, and she jumped off Solan's body and turned to look at the unlocked door.

Flora knocked on the door three times, then walked in - "I didn't mean it..."

Before he finished speaking, Mrs. Vasaqi swam in, followed by Pandora and Betsy, and Carolina at the end of the corridor was also hesitant to follow.

It can be said that these women in the Earl's Mansion can already reach the army of any country.

Looking at the women in front of him, many of them didn't know what to say. He also knew that there was a dark elf elder Sandinalan sitting in the hall downstairs. The other party looked unhappy. The date after he woke up seemed to have not yet been determined. He looked around in a daze, but unexpectedly, his wife came and pulled him up.

"Are you a good thing that disturbs you? There is time in the future, and now there are some things to discuss."

The lady still looked like she was talking about. Pandora, the succubus, is now wearing a dark robe. After the bat wings disappeared through the transformation technique, she looked like a fair-skinned and sexy interracial beauty. She was a little surprised and funny when she looked at many of the cripples. Betsy didn't know what she was blushing. The bishop still looked as weak as usual. He looked at Hilna from time to time - and Carolina was standing at the door, looking at him quietly...

It seems like it's enough to do it.

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The Pope's letter was stamped with golden varnish. This highest level of vassal varnish illustrates the importance of the problem. At the same time, another letter was placed in front of many, with a slightly sloppy handwriting, and the signature was Vay.

An obvious fact was in front of him-Lambass could not stand it anymore, they were seeking support.

The Pope's personal letters are much higher than those written by ordinary emperors - God's grace is forever, but the emperor will find it difficult to live forever. The Pope is the spokesperson of the God of Light in the world. Often, such letters will be used as holy objects for worship by believers hundreds or even thousands of years.

The rule of faith continues much longer than the royal power in my lifetime. Many of them certainly understand how critical the situation is. Another summit of Auditore was when Sirna red-faced his face and tidied up his sacrificial robe and then went to the hall to convene.

The letters from the Pope are gorgeous - in fact, in other words, they are talking a lot of nonsense, but in fact they mean that the Holy See of Lambas urgently needs the support of friendly forces on the same continent, otherwise it will be very critical.

As for how critical it is, many people saw clues from Vay's letters.
Chapter completed!