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

Indeed, the man in front of him was able to live entirely because of his identity as the Aqiman clan. However, apart from their lives, all the women in the battle did not let go, and even the pain far exceeded that of ordinary battles.

However, in these battles, even though the body was already on the verge of its limit, the man's will became stronger and stronger. If we look at the goal set by the woman at the beginning, the outcome is completely upside down.

"Why are you so persistent? With your current strength, it is not difficult to obtain the throne, right?"

"Like I said, my ambition is not here. What I want and what I dream of is to inherit the original ideals shared by the Aqimen clan and the Alder clan."

"ideal......"

Staring at the figure in front of her, the woman with black hair and golden pupils clenched her fists, her body trembled slightly, and there were other emotions rarely seen in her expression.

"Ideals, that's already impossible! The family is broken and scattered, and the Twilight Sages are also falling apart. Even we have given up on your so-called ideals. Maybe you are indeed different from the Aqimen clan in the past, but things By now, it's too late."

"It's late, what do you mean?"

"Hey?"

"Does it refer to the increasingly difficult situation? Or does it refer to the weakening strength of our two races?"

Looking at the beauty with slightly wide-eyed eyes in front of him, the black-haired young man walked slowly forward and said:

"In the ancient times, at the beginning of the establishment of the empire, the human race was scattered and wandering around the vast land. It was our ancestors who lit the torch and gathered the people in the dark. At that time, we were weaker than now, The environment is also more difficult, but now it looks like, were they late?"

"No, they are not too late. It is never too late for all resistance to evil, and all desires for good. The torches are lit by little flames. There are only a few people at the beginning of the long journey. So today, why do we Why not be the starter of that new journey?"

"Success does not have to be mine, success must be mine, maybe everything will not end in our generation, but our changes will definitely create opportunities for the future, so..."

The black-haired young man said so, stretching out his hand forward, and in the direction of that arm, the black-haired woman's body trembled slightly, her golden pupils shook violently, and said in a hoarse voice:

"However, it's different this time...Our enemy is simply invincible, so it's better..."

"It's not invincible, we still have a final plan."

"So you don't understand, because of the loss when searching for [Dream of Chaos], the final plan has never been prepared in time, and implementation is simply impossible."

"No, I know all of this, so... what I bring to you are new possibilities."

The black-haired young man who said so stretched out his hand, and the next moment, a fierce light began to flash in front of him, and an unprecedented holy atmosphere suddenly filled the dark castle, and the black-haired woman's pupils also shrank suddenly at this moment.

"Although it's still very reluctant, I didn't come to you without preparation."

"This is... no, how is it possible?!"

"It's true or false, you'll know after a try."

"......I understand."

Faced with doubts, the black-haired young man raised the corners of his mouth and raised a shining weapon. Seeing such a man, the surprised woman turned serious. After saying this, she took a deep breath and opened her eyes again. The pupils burned completely.

The next moment, the roaring young man charged towards the figure in front of him, swiping the sword light with all his might, and the explosive force turned into light that filled his field of vision, and in front of the attack, behind the woman with black hair and golden pupils was a blank Shadow flickered, showing real power for the first time.

Amidst the violent roar and explosion, the dark castle completely collapsed. The shining light clashed with the gods and turned into beams of light that soared into the sky.

Among the ruins, the black-haired young man fell to the ground again, the armor on his body was extremely dim. He looked up at the stars in the sky and sighed helplessly.

"I didn't expect that I still lost."

"No, that's not necessarily the case."

Looking at the young man who fell to the ground, the woman walking out of the ruins sighed. She stroked the corner of her clothes that had been cut off, with a smile and a relieved expression on her face.

"Two years, the 130th second challenge, Charles Archman, I admit that the final victory belongs to you, you won."

"It's not that I have to beat you to..."

"...Are you stupid? How can there be someone who can defeat me in this world?"

Hearing the words of the fallen young man, the woman with black hair and golden eyes showed a helpless smile, but then sighed again.

"However, in terms of will, I admit that I have indeed lost, so according to the agreement, I will help you."

"Really?"

"Well, the path you chose can be said to be full of thorns, and you really can't complete it by yourself, but...let me accompany you. You should understand what this means, right?"

"Hey?"

Looking down at the somewhat confused young man, the woman with black hair and golden eyes showed a "kind" smile on her face, and warned softly:

"Given the history of your family, if you tend to go astray, I will definitely kill you immediately. After all, I hate you to the bone."

"Haha, is that so? That's really a pity."

"pity?"

Looking at the bewildered beauty, the young man who relaxed after completing his long-standing goal sighed, his mind went blank, and his voice became weaker.

"...I really like you."

"!"

After the words were heard, Charles' brain completely shut down, and his consciousness gradually dissipated. What finally stayed in his mind was the panicked expression of the woman with black hair and golden eyes widening. The next moment, the young man completely closed his eyes and fell into a panic. coma.

In the resplendent palace, in the dark room, it seemed as if he was exchanging with the sleeping youth. Paul Aqiman opened his eyes. After staring blankly at the ceiling for a long time, he finally sat up slowly. He chanted the name of the woman that was deeply etched in his mind.

"Caroline Arcat..."

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