I Will Be The Crowned King

Latest website: As the half-elf nuns vanished, the solemn cathedral was restored to its original dilapidated appearance.

The sunlight outside the window was replaced by the howling wind again, and the smooth frescoes and vaults were covered with broken limbs again; one after another, the priests and believers sitting on the benches and praying were nailed to the **** cross again. superior.

Even the stone sculpture of the Ring of Order "restored as before" has returned to the appearance of being broken into pieces.

It was only at this moment that Anson, who was hiding in the corner of the cathedral, walked out of the shadows, gently supported the anonymous glasses on his face, and kept himself as calm as possible to suppress the "erosion" of Freya's domain to its own laws.

It was also from the emotional fluctuations that made him finally understand the logic in Freya's spiritual realm, and successfully found the key to repairing the gap.

And the core of this logic is... there is no logic at all!

Emotions are the key factor in Freya's domain. You can only understand what happened and the whole thing by abandoning the objectivity of the third party, completely substituting into her emotions, and then substituting into her perspective at the moment when the event or memory appeared. The most important factor in her eyes.

Just like Louis can kill the Elf King in the name of "Knight of the Empire"... In Freya's eyes, the reason why the priests and believers of the Church of Order who died in the rebellion and civil war were slaughtered was that the "Ring of Order" did not Not appearing to save them, perished in despair.

The weakness of despair is hope... There is no logic, it seems that it is just a momentary thought and mood of some naughty girl, while watching with cold eyes, she is thinking "If the ring of order comes, they may not be killed by themselves. "That kind of thought.

Having said that, it seems that she is indeed a naughty girl, and she is an unbelievably strong naughty girl...

Unable to spit out a word in his heart, Anson snapped his fingers again, completely dissipating the smoke that was just used to create the illusion, so as to avoid causing any trauma to Freya's spirit unconsciously in his domain.

As the damage of the domain is gradually repaired, even if her consciousness does not notice the change, she should begin to gradually wake up; when the three major gaps no longer exist, the law that tends to be complete should take the initiative to enter the self-recovery stage... The entire spiritual domain , it will probably completely change into what it should look like, not the royal court now covered with ice and snow.

At this moment, the light that suddenly lit up outside the window came in; An Sen, who frowned slightly, turned his head subconsciously and found that there was a stained glass window still shining with golden sunlight.

Wait, haven't I already cancelled [Smoke Yujia], why is there still... No!

Realizing what, Anson's color changed suddenly, and when he turned around again, the crucifix in the cathedral and the broken arm hung on the vault, and they all burned.

He decisively activated his powers, only to find that not only the house, but also the streets around the Cathedral with the praises, were already ablaze with raging fire; , there are countless "fire rain" wrapped in debris, which are falling all over the sky.

In a few minutes, he will be surrounded by fire!

There was no time to think about it and analyze it. An Sen, who turned decisively, ran towards the church door, his scarlet eyes locked directly in the direction of the distant palace.

Almost as soon as he rushed out of the church, the vault of the prayer hall collapsed, and countless stumps and beams, painted ceiling fragments mixed with countless smoke and dust, smashed into the crucifix and rubble in the raging fire. The floor made a loud noise that shook the air.

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"Boom-!!"

The solid ice covering the palace continued to crack, causing the already overwhelmed buildings to collapse, and billowing smoke and dust on the ground covered with thick snow; the already snow-colored Iser Palace was completely integrated into the world of ice and snow. among.

The young knight holding the lantern dashed in this "ice fog" that could not tell the direction at all.

"I have a question, two to be precise."

William, who was in Louis's hands, swayed in the wind, and the wick's fire flickered: "First, how did you know that that shot could defeat... er, I mean yourself?"

"That seems to be a very unconventional move. Since you are a real knight in the heart of Her Majesty Freya, moves like sneak attacks or fouls, isn't there a risk of being in the right hands?"

"It's very simple, because I have been defeated by this method before, and Freya also knows about it." Facing the cold wind, Louis said solemnly, with a solemn expression:

"And I know that's not what you want to ask, just to flatter me in this way; the second question after the politeness is what you really want to ask, right?"

William, who was swaying, didn't answer, but the light of the wick seemed to suddenly stabilize.

"I must admit that I seem to have some misunderstandings about you—your temperament, appearance, and style of doing things are somewhat deceptive to people like me." William, who was silent for a moment, used a tone that sounded particularly complicated. road:

"…Feel sorry."

"No need to apologize." Louis, who did not change his face, laughed at himself in the bottom of his heart:

"So, what's your second question?"

"Oh, nothing." William's voice became subtle again:

"That's, uh...you know where we're going, right?"

"Um?!"

The shocked face of Louis swayed, and he almost fell to the ground; almost at the same time, a tower next to him seemed to be completely overwhelmed, and countless broken stone sword hilts fell from the air.

The young knight didn't have time to think about it, and while drawing the knife, he accelerated his running speed, and abruptly used the handle of the knife to blow away the gravel that was about to hit him, and a sliding shovel avoided the direction of the collapse of the tower.

"boom-!!"

The towers that fell heavily crushed the palace opposite to pieces, and the ruins left completely cut off the way they came.

In the huge smoke and dust, Louis stared at the lantern in his hand:

"You don't know where Freya is?!"

"Why do you think I know, Lord Louis Bernard?" asked William, who was swaying:

"I have never said that I know exactly where Her Majesty Freya's consciousness is; the only one who knows exactly is Anson Bach, you should ask him this question."

Louis: "...Then why do you want me to enter the palace after defeating...myself?!"

"It's still two points. First of all, the 'you' who was defeated by you made it clear that he is guarding the palace in the name of Her Majesty Freya Mosesfield, so there is a high probability that her consciousness is hidden in the palace." William said in a well-deserved tone:

"Secondly, if you hadn't escaped into the palace at that time, with your current situation, when the repaired gap in the domain begins to recover, you will definitely not be able to escape the spreading fire."

"That will no longer be the natural law of chaos, but the power of the origin of Her Majesty Freya's domain; you are not a spellcaster, nor a blasphemous mage, you can't resist the erosion of the domain, and I am afraid that it will not disappear in the blink of an eye - of course, me too."

Listening to the other party's plausible explanation, the young knight was silent for a few seconds, and then he couldn't help but say:

"So what are we going to do now?"

"Well, it's up to you, sir." William's voice became lazy again:

"If you know where Her Majesty Freya's consciousness is likely to be, we can set off now; if you don't know, my suggestion is to not act rashly for the time being and wait for Lord Ansen Bach to come and join us."

"Your Excellency William, you don't really want to help, do you?"

"You guessed it right, my lord, if it wasn't for Lord Anson Bach's request, I would not want to get involved in this kind of thing at all; unlike you as a knight, I'm just a scientist."

Hearing those light words, the young knight sighed.

William is actually right, whether he or Anson, Talia is the one who reaches out to her, and the one who really has the responsibility and obligation to wake up and save Freya is only herself.

If you don't even know what to do or what to do, and you rely on others to help you, expecting other people to do it for you, what qualifications do you have to call yourself Freya's knight?

At this moment, Louis's eyes became firm again, and the emotions affected by the erosion of the law seemed to return to normal.

Holding the lantern that William incarnated in, and the long knife that had been worn down, he continued to go deeper into the palace.

"Wait a moment!"

William, who was still lazy just now, suddenly became nervous: "A very strong magical reaction is approaching you, don't move on!"

"Magic reaction..." The young knight stopped, thought for a moment, and said:

"Is it Anson?"

"No, it's not Lord Anson Bach!" William panicked: "That's..."

"...Louis?"

A soft voice sounded from behind the young knight, making him tremble.

He looked back with an unbelievable gaze, and the elf girl in a gorgeous long dress tilted her little head and blinked curiously at him.

"Fleia..." Louis, whose pupils shrank suddenly, murmured in a low voice, twitching his throat in surprise and delight:

"You, are you awake?!"

"Wake up? Freya hasn't slept." The elf girl frowned:

"Why are you here, Louis, so dirty all over?"

"I…"

The young knight paused, unable to hold back his excitement any longer, and hurried towards the elf girl.

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In the fiery Iser Royal Court, Anson, with a dignified expression, walked quickly through the burning streets; with the help of the effect of [Rising Fire], all approaching flames were suppressed to a temperature that could not cause damage to himself.

Freya's "law" is the fire of passion born from emotional changes, which has a great curb effect on most of the forces that can manipulate the flame; if it is a head-to-head confrontation, if you can't use some means, Anson has no absolute power. Win her grasp.

It's just that her realm is now full of holes eroded by natural laws, and there are so many flaws that you can find them without deliberately looking for them; although in order to avoid harming her, she can't reverse the erosion, but it can still be done just by cracking.

And just after leaving the cathedral, he suddenly realized why the power that originally belonged to Freya recovered so quickly after the gap was repaired.

The normal situation should be similar to that after the confrontation with Louis and the Elf King, after a period of time, the memory that was originally entangled with the laws of nature gradually dissipated, and was replaced by the memory wrapped in Freya's power on the other end; excitement, despair or whatever. A memory full of extreme emotions that restores her laws to their original state.

This is the logic of Freya's spiritual realm, which is influenced by emotions.

But this is not the case with the praising cathedral just now. Almost after the repair was successful, the power belonging to Freya immediately regained control... This is not normal.

So other than repairing it by herself, what else would cause Freya's domain repair to speed up?

There is only one answer, and that is the power that originally "occupied" the place and belonged to the laws of nature, and chose to leave.

They sensed the threat, and in order to avoid being wiped out, they took the initiative to evacuate—just like when Freya’s consciousness was eroded, she voluntarily gave up most of the control over the realm and curled up to avoid the sight of the laws of nature… Why can't it be reversed?

Of course you can, and it's very possible!

Along the flaming Royal Court Avenue, An Sen looked at the palace with a condensed gaze, and there was a huge magical reaction that was rapidly rising in the palace.

And it's still expanding!

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"Don't go there!"

Just as Louis stepped forward and was about to take the elf girl into his arms, William's panicked voice sounded again: "Be awake, she is not Freya Moses Field!"

The situation was so urgent that the technical advisor had completely forgotten about honorifics: "The magical reaction on her body is the same as that of the Elf King you defeated before, and... and yourself. !"

Ugh? !

The young knight froze suddenly, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com's unbelievable eyes trembled slightly: "You, you mean she... not Freya, but... a gap?"

"Yes! Uh...no!" William's voice suddenly became cramped:

"I...I can't go into too much detail about the situation, but the runes do show that she is full of corrective energy from the world...don't bother me with words, just know that it's deadly to the caster. That's it!"

"And you rely on Anson Bach's domain to enter your consciousness into Freya's spiritual horizon. Once you are controlled by that thing, you are dead!"

The hasty and panic words made Louis even more at a loss.

click-

At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared on the forehead of the smiling Freya, a crack that appeared after the ice surface was hit.

The angular lines and fine particles divided her smile into two parts.