The Melancholy of the Holy Maiden

"ah--"

Screaming pierced the sky.

Mia turned her head and saw that her mother was falling to the ground, rolling and crying, she was covering her face, showing some burnt flesh from between her fingers.

Mia was startled, and she shouted: "Mom, what's the matter with you?" She rushed up to help her mother in three steps at a time, but Harriet rolled on the ground and avoided her.

Mia was quite at a loss. She reached out to pull the other party, but Harriet screamed again.The piercing scream woke up Mary next door, and she ran to Mia's house without thinking.

"Mia!"

Mary pushed open the door, and Mia stood by the bed, looking back at her.The little girl's expression was extremely confused: "Aunt Mary..."

"Mia, how are you? What happened to the scream just now?"

Mary saw the blood on the ground, and she nervously pressed the little girl's shoulder to see if she was injured.

There wasn't even a scratch on Mia's body, she just blinked innocently, looking like she was about to cry: "Why doesn't mom let Mia get close? Why does mom leave?"

"Sister Aya said she was going to get married and would not come back. Mom finally woke up and hid when she saw Mia. Does everyone not want Mia anymore?"

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, sobbing and wiping her tears with the back of her hand.

After all, he was still a child, so he couldn't hide his uneasiness well.

Mary's heart softened all of a sudden. She gently hugged the little girl, stroked her back and comforted her softly: "It's okay, the Holy Lady is here, and the Holy Lady will definitely help Mia. Don't be afraid, Mia. "

"Wow, Aunt Mary, woo woo..."

above the tall building.

The red gold moon hangs high above the head, and the armor glows coldly under the moonlight.

Seeing all this through the broken window, the girl with red hair tied up high and looking more and more heroic turned her gaze back to the woman who was stumbling and running on the street.

She pressed her sword hilt with a cold face, and the figure disappeared in the next instant.

Harriet was running.

When she just woke up, she only felt that there was a very, very delicious food in front of her.

She has been hungry for too long, so long that she only feels hungry, that she can even swallow her own stomach, so long...she can't even see the cub calling her "mother", is it What kind of existence.

She couldn't recognize anything, even if it was her favorite child.

In a trance, her body moved and rushed towards the food.She just wanted to fill her stomach. What's wrong with her body's instinctive hunting?

what is that?

What was it that knocked her away in an instant, scorched her, and caused her so much pain?

It hurts—it hurts—it hurts—!

Harriet moaned silently.

She didn't understand, and it was impossible for her bewildered mind to understand.

That white light is so scary, so scary!

Trembling, confused, running on the street suppressing the fear and anxiety.

As long as you escape there, you can hide there, as long as it is him, there will be a way!

The body is telling Harriet this way.So she staggered away.I don't know who that "he" is, and I don't know where he is, so my body moves naturally.Flee along the place that is closest to her.

The body that can no longer be called a human, and the muddled consciousness contained in it, failed to realize that there was a pair of flame-like pupils staring at her all the time, looking at the direction in which she was escaping.

In the past, there would still be one or two pedestrians on the street, and there was not even a single resident who poked his head out when he heard something strange.Not only that, not even a single lit lamp.

Therefore, Harriet couldn't even prey on someone to replenish and repair the place touched by the white light.She could only run away aimlessly, from the first stumbling to the later steady steps.

Suddenly, Harriet's running stopped.She changed from running to walking, turning her head to observe the surrounding situation.

The white light, the biggest mass of white light that frightened her the most was far, far away, but she instinctively sensed the danger.

"What a waste." Someone seemed to be saying so contemptuously.

"Harriet can't die." Another male voice said so.

Harriet's movements suddenly stopped, she fell limply to the ground, and the fangs in her mouth disappeared.

"Tsk."

Not long after, the red-haired girl jumped down from a high place. She calmly looked at Harriet who was lying on the ground, watching the features that were obviously different from human beings gradually dissipate.

[Master Saint, the people behind have discovered our intentions. 】

[In this case, bring Harriet back, dear. 】

The red-haired girl - Bedwell leaned over and slowly stretched out her hands towards Harriet.

clang--

The standard long sword collided with something and sparked a little.

Following the flash of the magic circle on the ground, there were many people in the empty place, no, maybe they are not enough to be called people, they are the same thing as the awakened Harriet.The difference was that those guys looked more beastly than Harriet.

Limbs on the ground, eyes scarlet, saliva dripping down the fangs.It's a formidable beast.

I seem to be underestimated.

Such a thought flashed through the expressionless Bedwell's mind.

"Don't we really need to go there together?" His Highness the Prince was walking around the room with his finger on the hilt of the sword, intending to draw the sword every minute.

After he used the power of the prince to keep all the subjects closed, he came here with Lucini, temporarily replacing the knight lady to protect the saint.

Bedwell was sent away by Lucini alone.In this way, Bedwell would not have to be distracted to protect Lucini, Ernest could understand.But this time the situation is different, those things seem to be very afraid of divine arts, and Lucy Ni's lethality should be stronger than that of Bedwell.

That kind of gentle power can not only purify those things, but also directly destroy the demons or undead in the dark.

So, why are they waiting here instead of killing them and purifying them all?

"Oh, don't worry."

It could almost be said that the leisurely Saintess blows away the tea leaves in front of her.

The curling heat blurred her face, and since Fei Leng Cui came back, the Holy Maiden has liked to drink this drink.

"Lu's Bei Wei is the strongest. Your Highness, don't worry that you need to make a move."

"As the royal family, it should be my responsibility to protect the people. Although I feel very disturbed that I have only done such a small and insignificant thing, I still want to go with Miss Bedwell - no, no, that's not what I mean!"

Ernest seemed a little worried, "That's a monster I've never seen before, is Miss Bedwell all right by herself? And it was transformed by the people..."

Lucini put down her teacup: "To be precise, it's an infection."

"Infection? Is it demonic energy? Those damn demons dare to reach out to Lapuyard!"

His Royal Highness was a little annoyed, as long as he was given a team and a target, he might be able to command the army to attack the door immediately.

"No." Lucy Ni tilted her head and smiled, "It's a virus."

Moreover, it is a virus that can only be destroyed, cannot be cured, and cannot be reversed by divine light.

People who are infected and enter the late stage have no heart beating, no need to breathe, no temperature, and the only thing they can swallow is blood.

Lucini stroked her wrist, which was as smooth as ever, and no one could tell that it had been pierced by teeth that originally belonged to humans.

The guy who couldn't be purified screamed and disappeared after touching the blood with divine power, but he didn't have even a trace of demonic energy on his body.

It's almost like turning into a dead spirit.

No.It's not the demons, it's the undead.The cause of all this is definitely a dead spirit.

It's just that this kind of thing has neither the physical strength of zombies nor the invisibility of undead. Why did the undead who hide in the dark create such a thing?

"My Lady, Your Highness Ernest." It was the girl's calm voice.

"Welcome back~" Lucy Ni immediately greeted her with a smile.

I saw Bedwell carrying Harriet on her shoulders like a sack, and she didn't feel sorry for her at all.She put Harriet down, and said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I broke another long sword."

If it wasn't for a damned guy who suddenly used magic—Bedwell was sure it was the brilliance of magic—she wouldn't have to pay the price of damaging a new sword to destroy those guys.

Miss Knight, who had been brooding about her waste all the way, immediately reported it to Lucini.

This is also a matter of no, no way, the sword at the waist has disappeared, the saint can see it all at once, and it is useless to hide it for the sake of face.

The saintess doesn't care about whether there is a long sword or not. Anyway, the temple has some money accumulated over the years and doesn't use it. It's good to spend some of it.

"My dear, it's as long as you don't ruin yourself." Luxi Ni pinched Bedwell's cheek with a smile, and paste a few magic spells on it.Regardless of whether it looks like it is injured or not, this is the basic insurance.Then she changed into an aggrieved expression, and sighed: "Otherwise Lu will be heartbroken. Only Lu can break Bei Wei!"

"My Lady of Saintess!"

What is calm and self-sustaining has long since disappeared.Facing Lucini, Bedwell would never be able to be tough again.

"Please let go of my face..."

Bedwell didn't dodge Lady Saint's pinching attack, but called out the other party's name a little louder, then lowered her voice, trying to gently remind the other party that there was someone else here.

It would be more convincing if her face wasn't flushed slightly.

Speaking of which, the last sentence of the Holy Maiden is so weird, how can a person use "broken"?It should be "injured".How could Lucy Ni hurt her?If one day, Lucini is so angry that she needs to be injured to calm her anger, it must be that she has disappointed the saint, so it should be.

So Miss Knight continued, "If it's your wish."

"Then, Lady Saint, Miss Bedwell, what should we do next?"

Ernest, who was protected from the pink bubble attack and missed the interaction between the two because of checking Harriet's situation, raised his head and asked.Then he hesitated and blinked those green eyes that were exactly the same as those of Her Royal Highness: "Uh, did I interrupt your conversation?"

"Huh? No. What's next~"

"Let's go see the guy who spread the virus."

The author has something to say: I forgot to take the motion sickness medicine when I went home today, Pooh felt the bus/car/bus/taxi...another way of motion sickness... motion sickness!

Pooh is dizzy with everything except boats QAQ