Always wear fast until after the death of the original master

Fred didn't have any advanced magic circles for him to use, all he could do was rely on his two legs.Coming all the way here made him a little embarrassed, he didn't look like a warrior who wanted to snatch someone from the "evil dragon" at all.

At first glance, it looks a bit like the cannon fodder that returned without success before the Warriors appeared, but if Fred wants to compare himself, he would rather compare himself to cannon fodder.

Because he doesn't have any confidence to win at all, what he does have is just the belief in desperately trying to get Senna to revive Mi Luo's memory.For this reason, the code of chivalry can be discarded.

For example, attack from behind.

Every time he swung the sword, he used all his strength. It seemed that this was the sword he wanted to die with Senna before he died.On the one hand, he has a firm mind, but on the other hand, Senna doesn't know what happened, and his whole person is full of loopholes.

Fred almost had the upper hand that he didn't expect at all: "Let the Holy Son restore his memory!"

His sword finally arrived at Senna's throat as he wished.Senna's face was originally a little pale, but now it can be seen that it is even paler than before.

Hearing Fred's words, Senna, who was resisting casually, seemed to find a person suddenly appeared: "He doesn't want to come out."

None of the things he did with Mi Luo did not destroy his faith, and he let him kill the person he respects the most. He really couldn't imagine what kind of despair Mi Luo would use when he came out at this time look at him.

Or hatred, compared to the two, it seems that despair is better.

He was still thinking about it, but Fred took it as a sophistry.

Selfishly, the tip of the sword advanced half an inch forward, and this time it was not just sticking, the holy sword had already cut a wound on his neck, and the sound of "sizzling" came out.

Senna's hand suddenly touched his chest, and the scar on it seemed to be clearly visible through the clothes. It was a dark red scar, and now, every time he was injured by the holy sword, it would be scorched black .

Yes, I also believed in the Goddess of Light, and I am the most loyal believer of the Goddess of Light. What if it wasn't my brother who followed my father to go there, but myself?

What if he took off the Miluo eyeband by himself?He was indeed capable of doing that kind of thing, and besides, he was often praised for being cute at that time, so Mi Luo would definitely like him.

By boasting about his eyes at that time, you can get Mi Luo's secret love for such a long time.If it was me at the time, I would definitely do that kind of thing!

I originally liked Mi Luo's eyes the most, they were dark and beautiful.On the contrary, it was Fred, the most devout believer of the Goddess of Light. He praised Mi Luo's eyes, probably because he didn't know how many scenes and hypocrisy were mixed in.

The more he thought about this kind of beginning, the more likely it was. Like a revolving door before death, he replaced those scenes with Mi Luo and himself completing them together.I am loyal to him, clean up the filth of the world with him, and I will never lose sight of his deep secret love, and join hands with him to defeat Fred who wants revenge.

Then the two fall in love.

Even after death, he will be buried in the Holy See, and his life will be bright.The ignorance of the Holy See is left to those who want to change later.

He is going to live a normal life like this with Mi Luo.

And no matter how beautiful the fantasy is, it is fantasy after all. The holy sword in the throat shows that he is the big devil standing in front of Mi Luo and Fred. They need to defeat the big devil to live a happy life.

Then... beat me.

Senna looked at Fred with both eyes, not only did not hide, but took two steps forward, not caring about the blood gurgling in his throat.

"No!" His master wanted to kill himself, how could Mi Luo listen to him and shut up?He recklessly ran between Fred and Senna, not caring that there was a sharp holy sword between them.

The whole person turned straight to the middle, his face was still covered with sweat from the pain just now, his eyes were unable to see because he was wearing the mask given by Senna, he ran over a bit staggeringly, but he still stubbornly did not take off his eyes. A mask to put on him.

"Mi..." Fred originally wanted to call Mi Luo, but realized that the person in front of him was not His Royal Highness. He only uttered one word, but refused to utter the next word because he didn't know how to address it. I can only skip his name: "If you don't want to die, leave here."

"The master will be killed by you, what am I still doing alive?" He said, but moved his body closer to the holy sword. If he blocked it with a threatening level just now, he directly wanted to do it on purpose now. Hurting himself, his actions were very obvious, Fred quickly moved the sword sideways, which was a bit slow to move, the sword edge had already cut a big hole in Mi Luo's clothes.

"I heard it clearly, my body belongs to your master, right! Let me tell you, if you dare to hurt my master, I will directly let your master's body accompany my master to die!" He said, He must resolutely hit the tip of the sword again.

Fred quickly dodged again, already very far away from Senna.This is an excellent counterattack opportunity, which Mi Luo won for him, an excellent counterattack opportunity.

But he still stood there blankly, not moving.

Mi Luo couldn't hear the sound of his master moving, so he could only rely on his own efforts to get closer to Fred. He even felt the position of the holy sword, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he reached out and grabbed the holy sword without fear of pain.

The blood quickly seeped from his fingers, almost gathering into a puddle, and the fingers couldn't hold it any longer, so they fell to the ground drop by drop, making a small, but almost accompanied by Fred's heartbeat. The same speed as the sound.

"Let go!" Fred didn't even dare to pull the sword back for a moment, for fear of causing further damage to his hand. Mi Luo was so painful that he was almost on the verge of tears, but hearing Fred's anxious voice He gritted his teeth again, clenched his hand even tighter, and said threateningly: "Let go! Otherwise, I will make your master never use his right hand again!"

After finishing speaking, I was afraid that Fred would not believe it, and squeezed it again. With this grip, the blood that originally pooled in the fingers flowed to the ground in an instant, and the original puddle had already expanded. trend.

Fred was really afraid that the man in front of him would do what he said, so he hurriedly dropped the sword. He was also afraid that Mi Luo would not be able to maintain his balance with one hand and would be injured somewhere, so he stretched out a finger to support the sword. It wasn't until Mi Luo grabbed the sword with his left hand that he let go of the sword's control.

Mi Luo didn't even know that the sword would come so easily. He happily ran to Senna's side, holding the sword over as if offering a treasure: "The master gives it to you! That person helps him, I help you! Don't you Lost to him!"

Senna's eyes slowly turned to him, his eyes were still dark as before, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of joy because of such Miluo.

"I'm sorry." Senna said very calmly: "No matter how good you are to me, you are not him after all."

The first half of this sentence seems to be a compliment to him, but the latter saying "it's not him" doesn't seem like a compliment. In addition, the master suddenly said sorry to him, which made it even more difficult for him to understand.

Is the master sorry for him?

While he was still thinking, Senna suddenly looked at Fred who only had a staff in his hand.

He made a quick movement not like a magician, jumped over, and gently covered Fred's eyes with his scorched right hand. Although Fred didn't have the holy sword, he still held the magic sword. The stick was originally no longer used, but at this time, in order to save Mi Luo, he couldn't have so many scruples.

When the spell in his mouth was about to be completed, Mi Luo suddenly raised the holy sword with both hands and stuck it to his neck: "If you dare to move, I will kill your master immediately!"

Fred's weakness was being with the enemy, and he suddenly realized this problem.

At this moment, Senna's hands were already attached to his eyes, and he could feel a burning sensation, just like the feeling when he put the blessing of the Goddess of Light into his eyes.

He suddenly thought of an answer that he didn't even want to believe, but apart from him, the Necromancer, no one could take out the blessing of the Goddess of Light.

With such a little hope, even if his eyes are blind from then on, he will not regret it.

With Fred's inexplicable cooperation, Senna's hand was shrouded in the dazzling light that day, and the burnt carbon black on his hand could not be seen for a while.

The blessing of the Goddess of Light just flowed quietly in his hand and fingertips. This power was originally gentle and harmless, but because it was born to be the opposite, it didn't bring Senna any intuitive enjoyment.

He walked in the direction of Mi Luo step by step.Mi Luo couldn't see what it was like now, but instinctively, he felt that the power he didn't like suddenly became stronger.

And the footsteps of the master came to him with such a powerful force.He carefully took off the delicate mask with his left hand, and Mi Luo's worried pupils were clearly revealed in front of Senna.

But just like the exquisite mask that Senna threw at the bottom of his feet when he took it off, it was not cherished by Senna.

"Actually, I don't like you hurting his body like this." He said indifferently.

Mi Luo was extremely flustered, such Senna gave him a bad feeling, he said quickly: "Master, I will take good care of this body, I won't dare again, don't..."

But he couldn't say what exactly "you don't want".

The glaring light in Senna's hand, which he didn't know what it was, was getting closer and closer to him. Mi Luo wanted to dodge, but was afraid that the master would be angry, and looked at it tremblingly. The group of light covered his eyes.

This thing he didn't like, it just got into his eyes naturally, as if consciously, without the pain as imagined, and it was actually a little comfortable, as if it was his thing in the first place.

Mi Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to go to see his master, but found that the person in front of him was so bright that he couldn't see the face of his master.

Senna pulled his hands from Mi Luo's face and covered them with Mi Luo's dangling hand holding the sword, with a bitter but happy smile on his mouth: "I returned your most important thing to you, Can you forgive me a little?"

"Actually..." His voice was very low, like a love conversation between a husband and wife at night: "Your eyes are beautiful no matter what, I like them very much."

"You are worthy of light." When he said this, he seemed to feel that the wording was not rigorous enough: "No, it should be that light is worthy of you, and black is also very suitable for you."

At this time, his fingers covering Mi Luo's hand suddenly moved, as if his father, who was the captain of the bodyguard, taught him to hold a sword for the first time, carefully arranged the position of Mi Luo's sword.

Then slowly lead him to raise the holy sword, pointing the tip at his chest.

"Mi Luo." He looked at Mi Luo and said, "This is the master's last order."

"Do not move."

Mi Luo couldn't hold the sword at first, but her trembling hand clenched even more tightly.If the master doesn't let him move, he won't move even if he dies.

Senna smiled softly, the sun from nowhere shone on his face, making his gray face emit a soft and light orange light, and he even felt that he was happy now.

"Bless the Goddess of Light." He took a step forward, and the cloth on his chest was instantly burned by the tip of the sword.

He walked as if strolling in a garden: "I'm so happy, I'm about to fly." Suddenly something bulged on his back, which burned the clothes on his back, and the sharp point of the sword penetrated his back, following him He didn't retreat with a steady pace, and only the tip of the sword was exposed at first, but gradually, the sword body was stained with blood and penetrated.

And Senna finally got close to Mi Luo as he wished. He still didn't dare to let Mi Luo's consciousness come out, begging: "Do you forgive me now?" into his chest.

The wound didn't change the original scar's position at all. When his mother stabbed it, it covered it there.

"Even if you don't forgive me." It seemed that he was a little exhausted, and the sound of panting was intermittent: "I am also happy to die by your hands." Senna finally fell down uncontrollably, and the epaulet on his right shoulder was shattered. Knocked to the ground, half of his golden body was buried in the dust.

The remaining half, the dazzling yellow light, was reflected abruptly into his eyes that were about to close.

"I, Senna, swear to the Goddess of Light: never get close to Fred, never instigate Fred, never use Mi Luo to threaten, sneak into the Holy See, or do things that are not good for the Holy See."

"If I break this oath, I will die under the light, and the person I love will also die under the light, and my soul will not be repeated."

The casual oath that was almost forgotten hit him like a thunderbolt.

my sweetheart?No!Mi Luo...

At this moment, no matter how much perseverance he had, he was unable to move his body, which had no resentment and vitality. He died willingly and could not be reborn.

But the eyes that should have been peacefully closed were wide open, no one knew what he thought of before he died, and he died with regret.

The karma of those things he did in the past finally came to him, without any omission.

[Although I don't want to admit it. 】The system looked at him mentally fluctuating 【The strategy was successful】

Chu Heng looked at the castle that became bright because of Senna's death as if he had taken off his old clothes. His memory crystal was broadcasting a dark picture that once showed that there was no sunshine here because of the death of the master.

Except for this, the sun shines and the wind blows the curtains that have not moved all the year round, thick and thin, and fluttering, giving the castle a dreamy atmosphere.

It looks like a perfect ending after defeating the boss.

【system. 】Chu Heng's mood was not affected by this, and asked in a low voice 【Senna, what is it. 】