Raft Survival: Fished a mermaid at the beginning

Chapter 159 You Selfish Ghost!

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, as if time had passed.

Meier swims anxiously in the fish tank.

"Why is there no news from Lambert! It's been a month!"

She was restless when the door opened suddenly.

"Lambert!" Meier cried out in surprise.

However, her response was silence.

An old man with a similar face to Lambert walked into the room.

Mei'er frowned tightly when she saw the old man, feeling extremely uneasy.

This old man is Lambert's father, Lord Lannis.

He is the real master of the ice and snow fortress.

But because of his advanced age, he can no longer go to the battlefield.

The old man leaned on crutches and slowly sat on the stool.

The majestic voice of the old man sounded.

"I know Lambert likes you, but he is not an ordinary person. He is the heir of our Ice and Snow Fortress. He will never marry a foreign race or a pet!"

Meier looked at the old man angrily, "Our love is beyond your comprehension!"

The old man slowly closed his eyes, "Okay, I'm here today, not to argue with you."

Meier's eyes suddenly changed, worry written all over her face.

"Has something happened to Lambert?"

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and tears welled up in the old eyes.

"Before Lambert went to the battlefield, he did not bring the magic sword Ice and Snow Fairy."

"What!" Meier was startled, "Why is he doing this? How could he survive without a weapon, why didn't you stop him!"

The old man sighed, "Do you know the origin of the Demon Sword Snow Fairy?"

Meier shook her head slowly, a look of bewilderment flashed in her eyes.

The old man said in a low voice: "Ice Demon Fairy, it's a magic sword! It comes from the evil god called Ice Snow Demon Fairy. Although the magic sword has far more power than other swords, it is an evil thing! If there is no soul suppression in it, sooner or later it will bite the master. And even if there is a soul, after frequent killings, the demon spirit in the sword will become extremely powerful, and sooner or later it will backfire. Once you gain the power of the demon sword, it is equivalent to signing a contract with the demon, and one day, The soul of the user will be harvested by the magic sword! This is the condition for the gods to lend their power."

Mei'er was stunned suddenly, her face was full of disbelief.

"How is that possible! Lambert said before that he wanted me to become a sword spirit! Could it be that he..."

The old man's face was full of loneliness.

"A foreign race with a long lifespan, especially the Garo tribe that is proficient in water magic, is an excellent demon spirit for the magic sword. If the demon spirit has feelings for its master, at least in this life, he may not suffer any harm. To the backlash.”

Meier's face turned pale, "Lambert lied to me?"

The old man shook his head slowly, "It wasn't his idea, I forced him, but I didn't expect... Alas! He will fall in love with you one day. I have persuaded him countless times, let him make you the queen of the magic sword as soon as possible." Ling, it's a pity he can't listen at all."

A look of shock flashed across Mei'er's face, she firmly grasped the edge of the bathtub.

"What about Lambert! Where is he now?"

The old man lowered his head, "Besieged by the beast horde for a week, there is no news, maybe he is dead."

"What!" Meier's eyes widened.

After a while, tears welled up in her eyes, and streams of clear water rushed out in the water.

The old man stood up suddenly, threw away his crutches, and knelt on the ground.

"Miss Meier! I only have such a son! I love him, he cannot die! Ice and Snow Fortress must have an heir! I beg you, become the demon spirit of this sword and protect Lambert!"

Meier was startled suddenly and stepped back a little, her eyes filled with anger.

"You want me to die?"

The old man kept knocking his head on the ground and burst into tears.

"If I, Lannis, have anything to do, I won't come here to beg you! Lambert really can't stand it anymore! He's really going to die!"

The old man's roar echoed throughout the castle, full of despair and desolation.

Mei'er trembled, her hands slipped from the edge of the bathtub and fell into the water.

The old man stood up and put the magic sword into the water along the edge of the fish tank.

"Miss Meier, I respect your wishes. I will come over to collect the sword tomorrow. A flying dragon supply team will stop for a short time tomorrow morning and then airdrop supplies."

The old man picked up his crutches and tremblingly walked out of the room.

Meier's cold voice came from behind.

"You are a cruel old man! You know what I will choose! You selfish!"

The old man raised his head with complicated emotions in his eyes.

"No! Miss Meier, you are wrong. You are as selfless as I am! If I still had the slightest strength, I would break Lanster's leg without hesitation and imprison him for life. Let him go out and become a so-called hero!"

The old man walked out of the room tremblingly, and the sound of his footsteps gradually disappeared.

Meier looked at the door, a sad smile flashed in her eyes, she picked up the sword, and slowly slashed across the snow-white neck.

The blood in the fish tank was tumbling, like the words of the devil coming from the sword.

……

Xiao Yang felt that the scene in front of him changed again. This time, the sword was heavily wrapped and handed over by the old man to the Flying Dragon Knight.

"This sword must be given to Lambert! This is the only chance to turn the tide of the war!"

The dragon knight was startled and suddenly knelt down on one knee, his face full of excitement.

"Lord Lannis, even if you give me my life, you will definitely hand him over to the hero Lambert! This battle is about the survival of tens of millions of lives!"

The knight got on the flying dragon, pulled the reins, and the flying dragon flapped its wings and took off, flying towards the black mist.

All kinds of strange and terrifying cries came from the mist.

Several knights hugged their heads and screamed.

"Keep yourself! Don't be confused by the voices of the family members!" The dragon knight roared, and the ripples spread, and these people came to their senses again.

The flying dragon team passed through the heavy blockade and hovered over the battlefield.

The canyon below has been stained red with blood, turning black and red.

Burning ash fell from the sky, and broken sword blades and spears littered the mountains.

Next to the slanted flag, there are still corpses holding the flagpole.

The entire battlefield was extremely tragic, with corpses strewn all over the field.

However, what makes people feel even more desperate is that the endless beast hordes are surrounding them.

Surrounded the remaining thousands of people in the center.

There is a man in the center. He is covered in blood and his armor is cracked, but he is still swinging his sword wildly.

The blade had long since become dull, but he still fought.

Monsters fell in front of him every second, but he didn't stop.

The dragon knight was deeply shocked when he saw this scene.

He looked at the magic sword wrapped in layers in his hand.

At this time, he suddenly heard a woman's voice.

"Lambert, you're not dead, that's great!"

The knight was startled suddenly, and stared at the magic sword with wide eyes.

After a while, he seemed to think of something.

The dragon knight blew a whistle and ordered the dragon to circle and fall.

However, the flying dragon seemed to be full of fear and did not dare to approach the battlefield.

The flying dragon knight had no choice but to jump off the flying dragon's back, holding the sword, and rushed to Lambert's side.

Lambert took the sword from the knight's hand in surprise and tore open the wrapping strips.

"Lambert!"

The sword actually made a woman's voice, and the dragon knight was finally sure that he heard it right this time, because the tired soldiers around looked over.

(End of this chapter)