Fairy’s Box

In the sacrificial hall riddled with holes, after losing the blessing of the Holy Grail's mana, the flying buttresses snapped first. The beams collapsed one after another, and the dome cracked in large chunks, crumbling.

The three knights were burned by the liquid in the Holy Grail. Nicole and Clark were seriously injured, their physical strength and spirit were severely overdrawn, and their bodies quickly entered syncope. Yale staggered to his feet, thanks to the torture of calendula, which not only gave him a solid physical foundation, but also increased his resistance to pain.

The burning pain quickly disappeared, followed by a heart-wrenching colic, the cold touch spread to the whole body, and the physical strength was rapidly lost.

He was sweating coldly, using his ear to avoid the gravel, and calling out to his companions a few times, but he didn't get a response, and his heart suddenly became restless.

Yale bit the tip of his tongue, groping for the spirit stimulated by the pain. The colic and weakness made him in a trance, and from time to time he was smashed by the rubble, recalling Nicole's previous position, and quickly found her.

Carrying the unconscious female knight on his back, he continued his dismal search for a while, and finally dug out Clark from the rubble. Due to physical strength, the young man can only hold up each other's arms and drag him forward.

Feeling dizzy, he touched the slate blocking the corridor. The toxicity of the dark red liquid seemed to burst out suddenly. At this moment, Yale's ears were full of strange noises, shouts from people, and loud noises smashing through the slate.

Prepare to muster up your remaining strength and punch away. Unexpectedly, the slate suddenly exploded from the outside to the inside, and together with their companions, the three of them were hit by the impact, and they fell into the ruins.

"Iverson, you idiot! If there is an accident with these students, you are ready to take off your uniform and go home. Medic! Let the medic come over!"

A certain rough voice roared in exasperation. After hearing this voice, Yale fainted in relief. The last thought before he passed out was—this is the right time...

Dozens of imperial soldiers poured in and simply formed a circle, and whether it was a broken wall or a gravel, they were all blasted away by fists.

After examining the wounds of several people, the medics simply stopped the bleeding for them and put them on a stretcher. One of the bearded strong men wearing the officer's medal shouted, "Sir, they are poisoned!"

"It's okay, hang their last breath, and the other lunatics to the obelisk will do."

The leading officer waved his hand nonchalantly, the fragments of the dome that fell to his side were smashed by the air at the same time, and put his hands behind him again: "You retreat first, and go back in the airship. I have to search here, dare Spreading the doomsday cult within the empire, if you don’t believe it, there is no backstage instructing.”

The accompanying army immediately launched a search formation, and a collapsed cult hall in the district was simply not a trivial matter for Roservia's elite army.

A few knights were quickly sent to the airship. If Yale was still awake, he would be very happy. Because of the need to transport an entire army, the airship that came this time was the white giant he longed for.

A week later, in the special care room of the Obelisk Research Department.

Nicole woke up in a trance, her body seemed to be floating in the air, very comfortable. After a while, she realized that she was wearing a breathing mask, floating naked in some kind of liquid.

Chi! The opaque cylindrical crystal wall base spewed out a white airflow, the nutrient solution was drained very quickly, and warm water was poured into it. After changing the water three times, there was warm wind blowing from the nozzle above. It was obviously not the first time that the female knight accepted this kind of treatment, and took care of her broken hair with ease.

After a while, a female staff member came over with a towel and uniform. Nicole took the towel and clothing and bowed politely: "Thank you."

"Congratulations, you have successfully completed the task again." The staff member returned the salute with a smile.

After changing her clothes, the female knight suddenly realized that she patted her head and asked eagerly, "Where are my companions! How are they?"

"...You are the last to wake up. Knight Clark is recovering well and his mood is stable. Knight Yale... um, there was a little accident." Her eyes flickered a little when she mentioned Yale.

"Accident!? Permanent dark injury?" Nicole's mood instantly became gloomy.

At the same time, Yale's desperate cry suddenly came from not far away, and she hurriedly rushed over.

The door of a room was kicked open, and a black-haired boy was lying on the sickbed with his head in his arms. On the seat beside him sat a cool-looking, curvaceous research staff member in a dark green uniform.

"Director Vesta?" Nicole's eyes widened.

"Nicole Viking Knight?" The female chief raised her thin eyebrows.

"Eyes...my eyes..." Yale held the mirror and stared blankly at himself in the mirror.

The pretty face of the female knight turned pale, her lips trembling: "Are? Blind?"

"It's not as bad as you think." Vesta pressed his eyebrows with a headache, and after a few seconds, his expression relaxed: "The situation is a bit complicated, let me explain it briefly, starting from the time when you are drenched in dragon blood."

"Dragon blood?" Nicole didn't know what to say. She had never seen something like a dragon in myth.

"I have a general understanding of your battles from their mouths." The female commissioner turned her gaze towards the black-haired knight and pursed her bright red lips:

"Through the pseudo-Holy Grail residual liquid collected by the front line, we have analyzed the raw material, which is a kind of artificially extracted dragon blood. The crystallization of the carrier's mana. I have to say that the leader of the cult is indeed a genius by extracting the dragon essence from Vam's blood with black magic, and then using the dragon's blood as a carrier of mana to store the mana."

Vesta took out a lady's pipe from his uniform pocket, put it on tobacco, lit it, took a sip, and narrowed his eyes: "Unfortunately, it has gone astray and cannot be used by us."

"Wait!" The female knight was stunned by the sudden happiness, tore off her clothes, observed the part that had been drenched with dragon blood, and saw a fruit knife by the windowsill.

With a thought, he grabbed the fruit knife and stabbed it in his left arm.

Clang! The blade is broken in two...

"God!" Nicole held her face half-dressed, sobbing in her voice, full of regret: "If I had known, I would have used that thing to bathe, immortal!"

"Do things well when you are young, don't daydream." The female director said earnestly and comforted: "Ordinary dragon blood can improve your physique at best. If you want to be immortal, you have to find the king of dragons and take the essence of his heart."

"Hehe..." The female knight smiled embarrassedly and scratched her head, looking at someone with a dull expression: "Did Yale also get dragon blood?"

"Pfft!" Vesta covered his lips with his hand, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahaha, this guy was sprayed all over his face, and the most important thing is that his eyes are stained with dragon blood."

"Really?" Nicole leaned forward, held up Yalei's head, and stared at his pupils carefully, but found nothing changed.

bang! The female commissioner pulled the curtains with a smirk, and the room was suddenly pitch black.

"Ah!" The female knight exclaimed and jumped away, only to see the black-haired boy's pupils turned into the vertical shape of a beast in the darkness, flashing with a cold blue light.

Accompanying this pair of beast pupils is the invisible deterrent that is vague, at the top of all life, belonging to the superior fairies and dragons.

But...the power is too weak...it's so weak that it's more appropriate to say that it's Longxiao rather than Longwei. It doesn't feel useful except to cause trouble!

"Hahahaha!" Vesta burst into laughter without image, tears even oozing from the corners of his eyes, and stretched out his thin white fingertips: "This guy's face is already miserable enough, with these pair of eyes, hahaha, It feels really pathetic, hahaha…”

"It's because of you that he is so depressed!" The female knight couldn't help standing up and shouted.

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