I became a cannon fodder villain. If I want to survive, I must take care of my baby first.

"This is too sudden." Manjushage was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Except for Wuxin, the other three are indeed old, and they have also experienced a period of great riots. For a normal person to live to this age is considered a long life.

Erica was more or less prepared to say goodbye to these friends who were like family to her.

But no one expected it to happen so suddenly.

They were clearly together not long ago, but he suddenly died.

Erica must have been somewhat flustered and sad, but even so, she still resolutely stayed here and insisted on fulfilling her promise.

"Well, I feel your determination." Ru Jing said to her, "If you can get through this safely, we will send someone to check on the situation in your hometown, so that you can have a place to go by then."

On the surface, these words clearly showed no regard for Erica's sadness, but for some reason, she felt relieved.

Perhaps at this time, rather than comfort, a sentence like "we need you" is more reassuring.

"In short, Miss Manjusaka will continue to take Mr. Luo Shiqi and Doyle to the royal capital. In the next period of time, we will let the people evacuate Liuguang City while investigating Grusel. We may need your help to resettle the people later." Ru Jing concluded, announcing the end of the discussion.

After returning, Manjushage felt more tired than she had imagined.

Mainly because I used my brain too much, I didn’t spend much time dating Luo Shiqi.

She wanted to lie down on the bed and sleep until dawn, but she didn't expect that Luo Shiqi and Doyle were waiting for her at the door with candles lit.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" she asked.

"Luo Shiqi is worried about you."

"Doyle said he would not feel at ease until you came back."

The two looked at each other and said it was the other's suggestion.

"With so many people here, what can happen to me?" Manjushage threw herself onto the bed and hugged the soft bed tightly.

"Who knows? After all, you were almost kidnapped in the bell tower." Doyle walked to the head of the bed and said to her.

"Sometimes being too smart is not necessarily a good thing." Manjushage turned her head, revealing half of her charming and beautiful face, which made Doyle swallow unconsciously.

It seemed that he had vaguely guessed it.

"What are you talking about? It seems very interesting." Luo Shiqi was completely out of touch and didn't understand the twists and turns in their conversation at all.

"They are all unimportant things. We can just set off for the capital as usual tomorrow." Manjushage turned over, lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

"This guy is so bold. Isn't he afraid that some people will take advantage of her sleep and do something to her?" Doyle glanced at Luo Shiqi next to him.

"Manjusaka looks so cute when she sleeps." Luo Shiqi drooled as he looked at her sleeping face and even forgot to retort.

Speaking of Grusel, Manjushage remembered that she still hadn't figured out how she had offended her.

I had thought about looking for it from some special memory fragments, but to no avail.

She thought that perhaps she had offended Grussell unintentionally, or perhaps her father had made some mistake when he was young that angered her and made Grussell hold a grudge against him.

But the problem is, she doesn't know what happened to her in the past twenty years. Her memory is always locked. Every time she tries to get some clues from herself, she can only see ordinary daily life.

This shows that even if she really wants to face the past, she is still choosing to escape subconsciously.

Even in sleep, because of being plagued by nightmares for many years, it is difficult for Lycoris to truly relax.

But in recent days, she has been sleeping better and better, and her body doesn't feel tight anymore.

It’s easy to imagine that it’s because Luo Shiqi, as the strongest magician in the kingdom, his presence brings a full sense of security.

Not to mention that every time something happened to Manjushage, he would arrive in time. No matter how closed she was subconsciously, when facing such a person, she would subconsciously want to rely on him.

However, it is not okay to just leave everything to Luo Shiqi. No matter how eventful his life was, at least before he fully recovered his memory, he was just an ordinary person with a simple mind.

Luo Shiqi must have felt very complicated when he knew that the person who was once closest to him had turned into a giant snake that was powerful enough to destroy everything.

Renas turned into a monster for him, and even after her death, she sank to the cold and dark bottom of the sea, and her soul still suffered from pain.

Even if Jörmungandr wakes up and can see the awakened Lenas again, Luo Shiqi will be forced to fight her.

On the surface, he looked relieved, but in fact, he was very conflicted.

There is no conclusive evidence to support Luo Shiqi's feelings, but just imagining the scene of fighting with Doyle is chilling.

At least before everything becomes irreversible, we must try to find a way to prevent Luo Shiqi from fighting with Lenas.

Although I feel very sorry for Rujing and the others, leaving Liuguang City is indeed the most important thing right now.

Ilivia Grusel's revenge, the precursor to the awakening of the giant snake, how many disasters will there be in the future?

Lycoris radiata doesn't know.

She just hopes that everyone around her is safe.

With such a mood, she fell into a deep sleep late at night.

It was a quiet and deserted night, and the whole city fell into sleep.

An elderly woman in a purple-black robe stood in front of the bell tower. Her hands were withered, her eye sockets were sunken, and her weather-beaten appearance was terrifying.

If he had not experienced hell, he would not have become this half-human, half-ghost appearance.

"We will all have an understanding of this in the end." She raised her head and looked up at the clock tower, as if she was looking into the eyes of the gray-haired boy above.

"You'd better not set your sights on this clock tower." The voice of the Orderer was low and cold, carrying a deep warning.

"Even if we don't take action, this city will be destroyed in the near future. Why not use such magical power? As the builder of the clock tower, you should know it best." The old woman's voice was trembling with excitement, as if she had discovered some big secret.

"Even so, she shouldn't be a tool for your revenge." The Order raised his hands, as if he was arranging a mechanism. His voice was like a cold spring, but it carried a hint of the chill of a death sentence: "Disorder!"

The old woman in black robe seemed to have sensed something in advance, and quickly let the shadow wrap around her body and blend into the darkness.

The next moment, a big hole suddenly appeared out of nowhere where she was before.

If she had run a little slower, the old woman would probably have turned into a pile of rotten meat on the spot.

An illusory voice floated in the night sky: "You can't stop this, and you can't change anything. In this case, why don't you let me bury the past completely? Only in this way can the flame of hatred be truly extinguished."

After saying this, the black-robed old woman's reaction completely disappeared.

The huge bell rang with a heavy sound, as if mourning for someone.

The Order looked back at his side, as if there was someone there.

The bell tower he created, the Holy Spirit Bell Spirit and the Holy Sound, was clearly within reach, but could neither be heard nor seen.

After a long silence, he uttered a sigh-like murmur: "Is this a punishment for me?"

In the silent night, no one responded, and even the slightly lonely bell was about to disappear.