--Continue from Act II Finale – In the perspective of Emile--

Emile sensed the crisis lurking behind that door through the mental link. Which is getting closer and closer -

Uneasy, uneasy, uneasy ......

The feeling of tearing filled her mind.

"Molly Ann, wait, don't open the door, let me first ......"

Emile tried as hard as she could to stop Molly Ann's movements, yet the door opened anyway - -

- a pair of purple pupils that emitted an evil aura.

Advanced Level 2 - Mental Enchantment.

If it was Emile who went in person, she could completely control the enemy through this move.

But now she shared the spiritual link with Molly Ann ......

Wait! What if her own spiritual link with Molly Ann is broken!

"Mmmmm ......"

- Headache -

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It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

How long has it been ......?

Emile got up from the bed, covers her head, looked around blindly -

- hollow, bored, dead silent - -

--solitary-solitary-solitary-

What's missing ......

What's missing?

Forgot ......

Headache ......

Can't remember anything ......

Probably ...... the mental link backfired?

Eh ...... mental Link ...... What is it again?

Emile shook her head and tried to recognize where she was.

...... a room?

A room with light.

Why?

She stepped lightly on the floor with her bare feet.

Her Eyes shifted to the seat beside her.

......a letter?

"My dearest Lord Emile--"

Dearest ...... Lord Emile?

Is it me... ...

"I'm not sure exactly when the exam ends, so I bought you what you want to eat at noon in advance. Don't be too worried if it's cold, it's not something that needs to be eaten when it is warm, I know there's a mental link, I am afraid that you'll forget after hearing it, so I specially remind you about this. Well actually I am afraid that I will forget, so please don’t forget, since you never go out ......"

So nagging.

However, so gentle ......

Who is this?

Such a headache ......

Emile gently held the window, but accidentally pushed it open.

There is a high tower in the distance.

An exam ......?

Who's going to take the exam ......

Dearest ......

Soft black hair --

Tall figure --

The kindest person in the world --

"Emmmm ......"

Molly Ann ......?

Where'd she gone?

Gone ......

Gone, gone, gone, gone ......

Exam ......

Hightower ......

Emile, who was confused and has lost the connection of a part of her soul, aimed at the distant tower, stomped her foot hard on the ground, and her body shot straight out -

With her kick, the whole Shia's Blood shook like it almost fell apart, and the room she was in before almost turned into a ruin ......

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It's been almost four days since Cyric sent the maids to deliver Molly Ann and Nalesha to Griffin.

He is still on track with organizing everything in his plan.

However, since last night, he had been having a bad feeling.

The plan is still going on as normal, the intelligence network never misses a moment, and the manpower is still adequate.

But there was is a sense of unease ......

Cyric walked up to the curtain of the door and looked at the city-state that is still belonged to him -

settled, smooth, and unsuspecting.

Quaint, luxurious, infallible.

Wait, is that ......

A gradually enlarging white figure -

The great warning sign of that in his heart made him make the most correct choice at the first moment.

"Magic Fortress, full power! Maximum power!!!"

The final defense mechanism of the magic tower that had never been turned on for nearly a hundred years is turned on for the first time, and a huge green and blue light instantly enveloped the entire magic tower.

Cyric settled down under the shelter of this fortress, and again wondered if it was a little too much.

Even if the Red Demon Mercenaries' Poland came in person, it would be impossible for him to conquer this place in a moment.

Not to mention that it is just a person who seemed to be related to the Red Demon Mercenaries, named Emile, right?

I thought she had run away before, but now it seems that ......

that white shadow came straight at the fortress without reservation.

Well, it's over.

Even that Poland will definitely turn into flying ash when he touches it.

After the development of Elysis's ancestors, this magic fortress is no longer just a defense mechanism, but also a high-end weapon that even I, the one that most familiar with it, must defend with all my might.

The white figure is getting closer and closer -

She drew a huge sword from the void in front of her.

Sword of judgment? Come on, let me show you the power of this fortress, "Emile".

The young girl carried the giant sword and smashed it hard towards the light shield -

"Boom -"

A massive crack made the light shield nearly crack appeared.

"What ......!?"

How ...... is that possible?

"City Lord! What's going on! Who was that!?"

Noiad stumbled into the control level and stared dumbfounded at the white shadow outside the window.

"Emile."

"Emi ......"

Noiad showed an expression of fear like a dying man being choked, and swallowed back the words that came out of his mouth.

Yes, this great power, this aura, this calamity, only that terrifying demon, Red Lotus Calamity Emile can do.

The white shadow outside the window summoned many splendid light shadows with her bare hands, and countless element-against chaotic magic converged the second impact towards the fortress -

"Boom -"

The magic light that couldn't withstand the elemental storm instantly shattered.

"Get to Faverland and have all personnel supply magic to the control tower!"

Cyric gave instructions towards Noiad, and at that moment, the white shadow also slowly fell to the top of the magic tower.

"Click ......"

That magic tower, which was once called the giant fortress with the ultimate defense, was so easily destroyed.

Cyric held the Heart of the City State in his hand, mobilized all his magic power, and waited for that demon.

"Boom--"

The level under the top level was also destroyed.

Really, what kind of power is it that can do that ......

"Boom--"

The third floor too ......

The dirt falling from the top of the building grazed Cyric's face.

Here it comes--

With the whole of the ceiling caving in and the burning flame flying in all directions, the demon finally descended--

Gathering the magic power of all member in the magic tower, Cyric aimed at the blurred vague shadow.

A faint pattern of light burst out.

This is the final attack of the magic tower – Dragon slaying light

The tiny light pattern instantly enlarged, and its surging magic power directly engulfed the white shadow.

Die, die, even if a demon should also be obliterated to ashes under this attack.

"Pop, pop, pop ......"

The clear sound of footsteps is like a death knell ringing in his ears.

A bloodstained figure slowly stepped forward in the aftermath of the light wave.

How could ...... ......

Emile, who had one leg penetrated by the initial light, is half on her knees and almost crawling forward.

Though her speed is really slow, Cyric but completely unable to dodge ......

Or he is so fearful that he could not move his legs.

Five meters, two meters, one meter, half a meter ......

While still half kneeling on the ground, bloodied Emile pulled Cyric's trouser legs, and used the strength to lift her body, then choked him.

The blood-soaked horror demon, with only one eye open that was not wet with blood, stared into his eyes with terror -

But her voice is so dry that makes people worried.

"Where's Molly Ann?"

"Cough ...... cough cough ...... heh heh heh heh!?"

Under this exploding sense of crisis, Cyric is suddenly laughing.

So, it turns out to be like this.

Her red hair, is the shadow of fire spots imprinted on her pure and flawless silver hair in the blazing fire.

Her red iris, is the blood mark on her colorless eyes in the slaughter.

--this is what the red demon with red hair and iris really means ......

"Cough cough cough ......!?"

Emile grabbed his neck and slammed his body towards the heart of that city-state -

"Where is Molly Ann!?"

A mouthful of blood spurted out -

What a terrifyingly force ......

One hit just like this almost broke apart his magic.

...... Am I going to die?

It is so close ......

Cyric see a familiar figure in a trance.

The long hair fluttered in this doomsday scene, as beautiful as it was back then ......

No, this is reality -

In the tilted and crooked staircase between, there is indeed an old man.

"Hey, you unintelligent brat, I saw you are unconscious, so I kindly took you to my house, and you just destroyed my store?"

Emile's eyes flickered as she let go of Cyric's neck and turned to the anemic figure.

"Yeah, yeah, how do you make someone talk when you're choking them? So, speak Cyric, where did you send that lovely young lady?"

Cyric spewed a mouthful of blood, then shielded the heart of the city-state behind him, and said bluntly -

"Griffin Forest."

Emile heard that glanced deeply at Cyric, then stomped her foot on the ground and ran out.

A huge hole appeared on the ground after her stomp.

Cyric supported his body weight on the heart of that city-state to stabilize his body.

That Emile, her eyes when she left......

Not a red demon, not a demon that could destroy a world, she is clearly a beast alone.

Or, a lone eagle with broken wings?

Well, it doesn't matter.

Cyric looked at the familiar figure in front of him, the corners of his mouth wriggled -

"Nalesa ......"

The old lady Shia glanced at him, bristled, and walked towards the not-yet-collapsed stairs.

"Nalesha! I ......"

"I don't know, I don't understand, and I don't have to understand, you just have to do what you believe."

Without looking back, old Shia strolled idly away through the almost ruined grounds -