...Actually, the answer is very simple." After taking Kane's words, Akara smiled.

"It's just because you ignored two points."

"What two points?"

"The first point is wisdom, the second point is the existence of the prophet."

"Is it that simple?" I asked in surprise. I thought Akara would explain a lot, but unexpectedly it was just two sentences.

"Well, how complicated can it be? Although there was indeed no one else present in that battle except Andariel and her men, as well as the burgundy demon and her Valkyrie, Kasha, but through the battlefield

The analysis of the wreckage and the use of a little prophecy are enough to predict the rough process and results."

"Including the burgundy demon who didn't die and went to hell?"

"This... it can only be regarded as a guess at the time, and cannot be confirmed. After all, her Valkyrie is not dead, and the soul of the wine-red demon has not been found to fly to other places. After thinking about it, the only answer is the open door to hell at that time. Besides,

, considering the character of the wine-red devil, this is also the most likely possibility."

"How to say?"

"You can think about Sharna's character, and then think about what she would have done if it were her at that time."

"Hmm..." I lowered my head and pondered.

If it were Sister Sharna...it would actually be no different. Because the souls are all the same, it doesn't matter whether they are changed or not. What would she do if it were her?

After the soul escaped from Andalil's hands, with Sister Sharna's proud character...

"She will probably...I know." I clapped my hands and suddenly realized.

"That's right. With the arrogance and tenacity of the burgundy demon, how could she bother to escape? Her idea at the time was probably to seal the gate to hell and die together with Andariel."

That's it. If it were Sister Sharna, she would probably do the same thing. As long as Andalil is left in the second world and destroys the gate of hell, it is tantamount to catching a turtle in a jar. Although in order to catch this turtle, the mainland may

It requires a lot of sacrifice, but if one of the four demon kings who have been poisoning the Dark Continent for thousands of years can be killed, this kind of sacrifice will be compared to the disasters that the Dark Continent has suffered for thousands of years. The hatred accumulated will be greater than that of everyone.

Be willing to accept it and be willing to sacrifice your life for it.

It can be said that as long as it is possible to defeat the Four Demon Kings and Three Demon Gods, every adventurer is willing to sacrifice his life. This hatred that has lasted for thousands of years has become every adventurer's soul and has been engraved in his soul from the moment he changed his job.

the highest mission.

The topic went off the rails, and it was all the old drunkard's fault. At that time, he used the word "escape" to slander her summoner, which I didn't realize.

"Judging from the character of the burgundy devil, she should be desperate to destroy the gate of hell. However, as her Valkyrie, Kasha is still alive and well, and Andariel has also returned to hell safely, so we guess that it is very likely that

It's possible that something went wrong at that time and the burgundy demon didn't succeed, but was sucked into the gate of hell. This can explain her disappearance."

"Basically, I understand it. Now, let's go to the next question."

While my heart suddenly became enlightened, I also sincerely admired the wisdom of these old people. According to Akara's explanation, in fact, the prophecy technique was used very little or not at all in the whole process. It was all based on the traces on the scene and the behavior of both sides of the battle.

Character abilities are inferred.

Although after hearing the answer, I thought it was simple and everyone could guess it, but if it were you who actually went to the scene to find clues and deduce the process, you might not even be able to fart.

"Suppose it is determined that the burgundy devil went to hell, why can she come back and become Sharna's sister? The old drunkard told me something, saying that somewhere in the Dark Continent, there is a magical space connected

Hell, is this what it is?"

"That drunkard is really capable of bad things." After hearing what I said, Kane patted his forehead regretfully.

"I originally wanted to talk to you about this later, when you have enough strength, but I didn't expect that Kasha actually revealed it. It seems that he wanted to take revenge on us two old guys." Akara also said.

Da shook his head and affirmed.

"She is right, there is indeed such a space."

"Wouldn't that be terrible? The hell clan came through that space..." After receiving the confirmation, I was shocked.

"It's not that simple. That space has always existed a long, long time ago - I don't know exactly how long it was. I haven't heard that the Hell clan can enter the Dark Continent through there."

"Although I say that, there is always Belial on the other side, so I can't let people rest assured. Maybe they will find a way to pass through this passage at some point."

"That's something that can't be helped. Why don't you think about it? Even if there isn't that channel, Belial is so smart and powerful. Maybe he will be able to build a world teleportation array and teleport the hell clan directly to the first world.

Second World.”

"That's right." I laughed dryly.

With a monster-like existence like Belial, there are many things that cannot be prevented. You can only find ways to deal with them. It is not good to worry about things unfounded.

"So, did the soul of the burgundy demon really come back through that passage, and then be reincarnated into Sister Sharna by someone? Who is that person? Also, why can't the hell clan pass through that passage, but the wine

What about the red devil’s soul?”

"Well..." Akara and Kane looked at each other and smiled.

"There is a more suitable person than us who can help you answer these questions."

"Who is it? How to find him?" "Far away, yet so close."

"Okay, Grandma Akara, Grandpa Kane. Stop playing charades with me. My stomach is about to be pulled out by you."

"Look, you can't be a savior by being so anxious." The two old men pointed at me and shook their heads and laughed. However, they did not continue to pretend.

"That's the diner in your house, the princess with mysterious origins."

"Dinner...princess?" I tilted my head and suddenly had an idea. I thought of a guy who was selling his integrity.

If the dirty maid sells her moral integrity, she is calculating carefully, trying her best to save her moral integrity when I am not around, and jumping off the building to sell it when we are together, then the princess is selling tons and tons of it at any time, with one hundred thousand as one

The unit's crazy sales mentality has no end.

Apart from the little ghost, she is the second terrifying existence that can easily make me lose my strength.

"You mean the red and white...ahem, miko princess?"

"That's right."

"Why her."

"It's very simple, because the witches have been guarding that space and that passage for generations."

I:"……"

What's going on with this overwhelming sense of déjà vu? It's like when you were playing Contra, and suddenly the screen flashed, and the screen turned into a red gay riding a blue gay jumping through fire hoops happily.

Like a circus.

But speaking of it, that guy did seem to have mentioned to me that their clan was guarding or guarding something. It turned out to be this passage. "That guy...where did the miko princess go?" Akala said.

After being reminded, I suddenly realized that I haven't seen the unscrupulous princess who eats and drinks since I came back, including during dinner time.

"Don't worry, it's still in the camp. Go look for it. It should be quite easy to find." Akara didn't know what he thought of and shook his head with a strange expression.

He seems to be still muttering: Are all the witches such weird people?

Okay, I already know very well that the unscrupulous red and white must be doing the moral sales thing again.

"The witches are the guardians of spaces and passages. So, the reincarnation of the burgundy demon as Sister Sharna might have been their work?"

I guessed this, after all, I once got a glimpse of the abilities of the shrine maidens from the Red and White Princess, and I felt that their attributes pointed to the secret technique of reincarnation, which was within the scope of understanding.

"I don't know about this. The witches are also powerful people with spiritual power, and prophecy has very little effect on them. You'd better go and ask in person."

"By the way, I want to help you ask a question to solve this century-old mystery, right?" I rolled my eyes. These two old foxes clearly wanted to use me as a gunman. They couldn't save face to ask, so they asked me

Push it to the front desk.

"Oh, how can you say it so harshly? Dear Wu, this is called exchanging information. We are a family."

Kane and Akara smiled and said, I clearly seemed to see two fox tails, which appeared from behind and swayed while the two were talking.

"Okay, I'll go, I'll go." After realizing the fact that I couldn't beat the opponent, I responded with my head down in frustration.

After leaving the tent, it was already late at night. Although it took a lot of time, I still felt... as if I had heard something, but also as if I had not heard anything. Is it my imagination?

Regardless, let’s find the Red and White Princess tomorrow. I hope I can get some useful information from her.

When I got home, I glanced around the corner.

A dead dog is not in his kennel.

So, is the little king going out too?

I'm not surprised, because before I went to the third world, this was often the case. I'm already used to it. I just feel sorry for Artoria and Grandma Arlandan. Because of my poor supervision, little King Arthur has become

I met a delinquent girl from the Bosozoku tribe who went for a walk on a Pekingese at night.

How sad, my majestic king... I pretended to wipe a few tears, looked at the doors, and suddenly realized that it was so late, and there seemed to be a faint light in Princess Sanwu's room.

Didn't you sleep? Hum hum, very good, I caught the opportunity.

I laughed ferociously and cruelly, wishing I could take out a sharp dagger and gently lick the blade with my tongue to show the bloody violence in my heart.

He stood up on tiptoe, walked gently over, and opened the door a crack. He originally wanted to jump in immediately and kill Princess Sanwu to catch her off guard, and see if her Sanwu face could show some other interesting expressions.

But the other two familiar voices and breaths coming from inside made my hands tremble and stop.

It's Xilusi and Aikelu, it's so late, and they are still hanging out with that little princess. No wonder they have become less and less like the precious girls I knew before. At first, I thought it was just a girl's 18th transformation.

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To be continued...