"What's wrong?"

Seeing Moya, who had originally closed her eyes and rested, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the north with thoughtful thought. Sistale, who was sitting behind her, couldn't help but wonder what attracted her attention.

Looking along Moya's sight, I looked at it in a deserted field with nothing.

"The monarch who stayed in the underworld could not hold back, and he actually came to the upper realm again to find a way to remove his seal."

"The King of the Necromancer?"

Without thinking too much, Sistaer certainly understands who Moya is referring to.

Although there are four powerful undead spirits of the ruler level in the underworld, the only one who can be called kings is the head of the gods who were sealed by the gods in ancient times.

"Yes, I don't know why he suddenly ran back to the earth. Didn't he say he wanted to continue to stay in the underworld for a while? Or..." He had discovered my purpose?

No, it is impossible.

Moya wanted to deny this possibility.

To overthrow Haas and replace her ultimate goal, her bloodline and ability are possible. However, she must obtain permission from Karez, the head of the gods.

Without him as a backing, no matter how precisely he plots, how could Haas, the highest god of the dark system, be so easily overturned? And she herself knew that everything she had obtained was based on the favor of the Lord God. Once it was revealed, how could Haas spare her?

The key is whether the once glorious head of the gods would acquiesce her behavior.

She is undoubtedly repeating what Tillian and the others did back then, betraying her creator, and will Carrez, who was knocked down from the underworld, accept her betrayal?

"What I have a little doubt is, why do you pronounce the two names of the Necromancers separately?" Thinking of Moya's many contradictions, Sistaer was puzzled. Are they both the same soul? Why use names to separate them into two completely different characters?

"Because they are indeed separate. The one who signed a contract with me was the soul fragment of Carrez's body. No, it is better to be called the will of the body than a soul. And the undead with Roland is the body, the real soul. This is also what I have only inferred recently. At first I thought he had half light and half dark soul, but after gradually contacting me, I realized that it was not the case at all." Regarding the situation of several encounters, Moya finally concluded; "If my guess is good, God of Creation deliberately gave him a bright body and a dark soul when he created this god, in order to balance the world.

In order to overthrow this most glorious god, the gods carefully planned it, thinking that as long as the soul is sealed in an absolutely nothing space, the elemental elves will not die as long as the body is still there. However, something unexpected happened to them. The body was destroyed at the moment when the soul was separated. In order to maintain the stability of the world, the gods were not allowed to divide the body that had lost the soul into several parts and place it in different places. This not only prevents the possibility of the sealing and the continued operation of the world.

Do you know why I think this way? Although Haas kept saying that he did not want the world to disappear due to the destruction of the Elemental Elf King. But do you think his reason is valid? If it is just to seize power, why should it be divided into nine seals? The more main gods guarding, the easier it is to have problems? How can wise gods make such a low-level mistake? The only explanation is that they have to do this. Moreover, what I care more about is..."

Moya, who had a deep face, seemed a little reluctant to speak. She was considering whether to tell this secret that she had been thinking about for a long time.

"and?"

There was more question marks in Sistaer's mind. He knew nothing about the ancient secrets of the gods, and everything he knew came from Moya's oral narratives.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that Moya seemed to have hidden something from him.

This feeling gradually appeared after she recovered her memory, especially after the appearance of the Death's servant, it became even more obvious.

Should I tell him? The relationship between the elves and Carrez. Should I tell him? His true identity.

It shouldn't be the mixed-race he thought was lowly, nor should it be the son of the nobles that the elders of the Dark Night looked down upon.

"Moya, what did you hide from me?" The doubts that had been bored for a long time finally became resentment that could not be relieved; "Are you still reserved for me now?"

“Sistar…”

"I swore that I will always protect you and never betray you. You promised to trust me no matter what happens. But why? Why do I feel that you have been hiding something important from me? Why?"

After eagerly turning over the face that was unwilling to face himself, Sistaer's anxiety that had been put on hold for a long time finally broke out after another lack of an answer.

"Of course I believe in you. Even if the people in the world bear me down, you will still be the supporter standing behind me. Even if everyone is an enemy of me, you will still be the guardian standing in front of me. Of course I will not doubt these."

"Since that's the case, why don't you tell me the secret that has been hidden deep in your heart since you recovered your memory? Is it related to me?"

"yes……"

"Then tell me."

"No."

Unable to bear to look at the hurt in those eyes due to disappointment, Moya gave a positive answer; "At least... can't."

Forgive me, Sistale, forgive my selfishness.

I know what you have been pursuing, and I know that you urgently need it to prove your own value, but... I have to refuse your request cruelly.

I have known each other for two years, and I am very grateful for the sacrifices you have made. However, if you say it now, it will not be good for you or me.

Please forgive me again for my willfulness...

"you……"

Seeing Moya resolutely refuse to tell the secret that was related to him, Sistall suddenly had a thought of being rejected. He turned pale, and he said several times, but he didn't say it.

Is this your answer?

Although I don’t want to think about bad things, my inner fear can still be eradicated because of these words from you.

Now I am no longer the Paladin who has supreme power in the church. If it weren't for the identity of the Blood Alliance, the old stubborn people in the Senate would not have allowed me to exist at all. Even if I was the heir to the First Family.

After experiencing the power of the dragon clan and the undead, how could I not be afraid? As you step closer to your goal, the gap between us is getting farther and farther.

Although my vow will not change, Moya, can I continue to protect you?

Touching the love between your fingers, the bitterness spreads like ripples in your heart.

Do I have the ability to protect you now?

Riding on the magic dragon, flying in the desolate field, neither of them made any sound.

Lu Qi's eyes were rolling around, but he didn't dare to interrupt. He knew that if he spoke now, he would definitely become the target of being vented.

Just in silence, a large-scale human city entered the sight. Moya ordered Luci to gather his wings and run in the original posture of a dragon.

Flying dragons are extremely rare. Ridiculously riding such a big guy into the city will definitely cause unnecessary trouble.

Tsk, this kid has grown a lot in two years, which is very different from when he was in the crypt.

Do I have to change my mount in the future?

Moya was upset to find that even in the posture of a ground dragon, Luci's overly huge body still attracted too much attention. Even as it was already night, the city guards gathered at the gate.

"Luqi, your size really bothers me." Moya knocked the demon dragon's head, and her words made Luqi panic.

"Boss, don't change me. The Abyss Demon Realm is not a place for people, it's too dangerous." Lu Qi completely ignored it. He could no longer describe himself as a human. Since it changed its body, it has become a completely magic dragon.

"Oh, it's not dangerous to follow me?"

"Of course, boss, you are invincible. You are following your little one and you have a good meal and sleep. Even your size has begun to develop horizontally. How could there be danger?" Lu Qi's flattery did not make the master feel excited, and the following words made it scream with regret.

"Oh, so that's it. No wonder you're growing all the time. Then I'd better send you back. Your size in human cities will cause me a lot of trouble."

"No, boss~~~~~"

Lu Qisheng's tearful begging for mercy made Moya finally recover a little from the cold war with Sistale just now.

Seeing that the guards were still gathering, Sistaer pulled his cloak to cover his face.

His appearance is too obvious, and no matter which continent he is on, he will inevitably have people who know him. In order to prevent unnecessary trouble, it is better not to show his true face.

"stop!!"

Seeing the obviously oversized earth dragon running all the way, the guards warned early.

He reached out his hand and simply drew a spell in the air. Moyana's black hair and black eyes, which was already her logo, disappeared under the magic, and replaced it with the red-haired and blue-eyed mercenary Croatia.

Although this is her true appearance, people in the world have become accustomed to her originally ordinary appearance.

"Who?!?"

The guards will also relax their guard because the earth dragon slows down.

"Don't be nervous, I have a pass order."

Take out an exquisite sign from her arms and throw it to the guard, Moya believes that she will be able to pass it soon.

“It is the orange pass of the church!!”

The guards' eyes were staring. How could this highest pass that could only be enjoyed by the king level be in the hands of an ordinary girl, even though she had a look no less than an elf.

The guard's words came to the ears of the group who were also waiting for inspection. The knight in front turned around, and it was the Paladin Frankel who had just broken up with Roland.
Chapter completed!