Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"She still can't control her own power and can't help you. On the contrary, being by her side will activate the power of angels and accelerate the collapse of your body."

"......so what?"

"Return to the human world immediately, keep a distance to reduce the activation, and I can help you eliminate it."

"..."

Hearing Altasia's rare anxious tone, the black-haired boy fell silent. His eyes flickered as he looked at the distant sky, but he never said a word.

As time went by bit by bit, Altasia's eyes became sharper, and on the other side of the distance, the mountain-like goddess of the earth and the huge skeleton on the plain were listening, expressing their silent approval, waiting for the boy to make a decision. decision.

Undoubtedly, as partners along the way with Roja, Petra and Gulandar will always be the first to care about Roja, so even the Earth Mother, who has always been at odds with the witch, is now I didn't say much.

Pulling the girl back from the edge of becoming an angel, no matter how you look at it, it is already the best of humanity, and if you continue to accompany her, it is almost a suicide attempt.

"How long do I have?"

"...four days, maybe less."

"Well, isn't there still a chance?"

The black-haired boy smiled when he heard the words, raised his eyebrows and asked, while the white-haired witch turned gloomy.

In the final analysis, the key to controlling the power of angels is Noelle's promotion. If the girl can maintain her self-defense against the king of angels after three days, then this frightening erosive power will be gradually controlled by him, and Roja will naturally be saved. .

But the question is, what if you lose?

Once Noelle loses in the final decisive battle with the bloodline, Roja beside him will immediately be affected by the revived angel. At that time, even the ancient Witch King will be exhausted.

Looking at the black-haired boy, Altasia's face was as gloomy as water, there was a little anger in her emerald eyes, and the uncontrollable resentment in her heart.

"Oh, I really can't understand! What's so good about her? It's worth your life betting on her?"

"..."

Facing Altasia's questioning, the black-haired boy didn't answer. He just sat down silently, looking at the wind and sand outside the window, and all kinds of past events appeared in his eyes, from the first meeting, to the reunion at the banquet, and then to Later, during the dinner together, the fighting of historical fragments and the warmth of embracing each other flashed one by one, and finally settled on the enemy who was and is now.

"I must stay by her side. I am her last "anchor". The king of the race is not so easy to deal with. You should know this best. And most importantly, I am waiting for someone."

"Wait someone?"

"Yes, enemy, or rather, old enemy."

Roja said so softly, his eyes looked out the window, and his eyes seemed to be projected on the blond man across a distance of thousands of miles. He muttered to himself, what he said seemed to be an unfounded guess, but his tone was unprecedented. After hearing his words, even the witch didn't know how to reply for a while.

"...You can block the enemy for her, but the promotion of the bloodline, in the final analysis, is your own business. What if she loses?"

"no, I can not."

"what?"

"She can't lose because she's Noelle Heathcrest."

"..."

Looking at the resolute young man who made an assertion with a smile, the white-haired witch couldn't say anything. After a moment of silence, Altasia turned and left angrily.

"As you please."

After leaving these words, the witch's figure disappeared, and Roja looked at the place where Altasia left with a helpless smile on his face, and his heart became warmer and firmer at the same time.

If you want to protect, you must protect it comprehensively, and some things should indeed be resolved.

The black-haired boy sighed in his heart, leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.

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Noelle Heathcrest was sitting alone on a rock at this moment.

It is noon, and the sun is shining brightly above the head. The Tucker Plain in early winter is not too cold, and there are still some plants that are still green. The sun shines on the body and makes people feel warm. In the eyes of people who like to go out , this must be a good place for a picnic.

Maybe they thought so too?

Looking at the corpses of aliens on the ground, the girl with sparkling eyes hugged her legs, thinking so expressionlessly.

It's a good season and a good place, but it's a pity that after the right time and place, the most important people and people are missing. After the cruel angel passed by, this beautiful place has been turned into a mountain of corpses and blood. Looking down from a high altitude, the bright colors are like a little red ink dyed on the earth.

The arrival of Noelle is like the calamity of aliens. Its arrival is like a god, giving the world an equal right regardless of high or low—death. Angelization has finally subsided for the time being.

"Fortunately, I endured it before..."

Noelle, who hugged her knees, muttered to herself, recalling how she was in front of the boy before, her body trembled slightly with fear.

Roja endured the pain because of the angelic erosion, but in fact, Noelle was also enduring it. The night before Roja woke up, the girl hugging the boy had already withstood the counterattack of the blood in her body several times.

The power of the King of Angels became stronger after gaining the upper hand once. Noelle's control became more and more difficult, and the fear of losing herself was chilling to the bone. But what frightened the girl even more was that the power in her body was so strong against Roja. killing intent.

Absolutely, don't let him get hurt...

The girl who made such a vow in her heart glanced at the dead bodies all over the place. The corpses that had just died were radiating heat, and the gurgling blood flow was converging, accompanied by groups of vultures and a strong smell of blood. In her eyes, the divinity was relieved to a certain extent, but at the same time it also made her vigilant.

Killing may indeed alleviate the impact of bloodline awakening, but if you rely too much on it, you will get lost. In fact, in history, members of the Heathcrete family who used this treatment method to cause killing addiction did exist, and Noelle, in this regard It is also very risky.

In fact, since she first came to the East Territory when she was a child, Noelle discovered that she didn't hate killing, and sometimes she even had a strange sense of enjoyment and accomplishment. It is very clear that it comes from the aggressiveness and belligerence of her ancestral blood, but the girl will not be proud of it, but will control it.

On the one hand, it is natural that the current human society is no longer the era of fighting frequently and being proud of being brave and ruthless in ancient times. On the other hand, the reason why the girl controls and even hides these things is very simple, because the girl does not want him to see Such myself.

No one likes a bloodthirsty person, this is determined by human biological instincts. Although Roja is a genius in extraordinary power, he doesn't like fighting, so Noelle is lenient to others, kind and stable, Only at the birthday party when he returned from the East every year, he would occasionally not be able to resist the boy because of the joy in his heart.