Willett wakes up from a coma.

The icy blue eyes slowly opened. In the relatively dim room, the vision was a bit blurry. The picture in the eyes seemed to be frosted glass washed away by rain. The eye sockets were dry and painful.

She closed her eyes to try to relieve the discomfort in her eyes. When she opened them again, everything around her became much clearer.

Brenda found herself lying on a thin blanket, and the mountain was covered with a black magic robe. The sky outside the window was bright, and wisps of morning light poured from the clouds like a waterfall...

Dawn has arrived.

Her left hand was held by someone, and Violet's body temperature had always been cold. But the hand holding her hand was as warm as spring. It was not very hot, but it could wrap the palm of her hand in warmth, so that it would not

Cold as snow.

Turning his head slightly, Willett felt dizzy and felt dizzy. He paused for a few seconds before recovering.

Familiar long blond hair came into view, and skin as white as milk could be broken by blows. The amber eyes that looked at her seemed to be overflowing with tenderness. After noticing that the president was awake, Alice stretched out her hand.

He touched the other person's forehead and deliberately lowered his voice:

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Willett shook her head gently. Although the shaking of her head was very small, waves of strong dizziness still made her feel dizzy. Crystal beads of sweat emerged from her cold forehead, and her face was pale and weak.

"...I'm fine, I'm not hungry now. Was the formation successful?"

After coughing a few times, his words were intermittent due to his unsteady breath. Noticing the worried look in Alice's eyes, Willett tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth.

Hearing her own hoarse and weak voice, the president was stunned. It seemed that such a voice was so unfamiliar that even she was uncomfortable with it.

The blond little witch nodded heavily, her amber eyes always looking at Brenda and never leaving.

Seeing her friend trying to smile to comfort her, Alice felt pity and sadness in her heart.

She only cares about everyone but never cares about herself. If she hadn't been here and let Violet go on the mission alone with the group of wizards, what would Abu have done after he lost consciousness?

Alice did not dare to think deeply about the consequences.

"The hidden magic circle was successfully activated. Our efforts were not in vain. Thank you for your hard work, Abu."

Ripples of relief appeared in the clear ice-blue eyes. The weak girl smiled, coughed lowly, and raised her beautiful eyebrows:

"The credit is not mine alone, the future leader's contribution is no less than mine... You have to thank her for bringing me back."

According to legend, the person who will become the future leader of the magical world is Alice, the little lion.

The meaning of Brenda's words is actually to thank Alice for bringing her back, and to tactfully tell Alice "You have done a good job, don't feel sad."

Alice held Willet's slightly cold hand, blinked her big moist eyes in a playful manner, and tilted her head and smiled:

"That's right, of course I have to thank her."

"Everyone is asleep. They haven't had such a good sleep for a long time."

The little blond witch thought of something, looked around, lowered her voice and began to explain the current situation, and the look in her eyes became serious again:

"The concealed magic array hides the breath of life in the tower. Since the array was activated, the screaming demon soul has stopped attacking the giant tower."

"But they didn't just leave. Instead, they wandered around the buildings below."

Willett's slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a hint of contemplation in his crystal clear cold eyes. After a long time, he turned his head to Alice and lightly opened his thin lips:

"Can you take me there to have a look?"

Alice did not refuse, but she also had no intention of helping the Magic Guild Master up. Her worried eyes stared at the ice girl, and after a while she nodded and lowered her voice:

"Okay, I'll take you there."

Amid her friend's blank and confused expression, Alice suddenly leaned over, stretched out her hand quickly, and picked up the weak girl from the ground. Her movements were quick and gentle.

Brenda didn't expect that Alice was going to carry her over, and subconsciously wrapped her hands around the other person's slender and fair neck.

The blue eyes were wide open. A light blush appeared on the pale cheeks, and he was a little embarrassed in a rare way:

"...Just help me over, I can still walk by myself. Alice."

Alice lowered her head to look at the face of the Magic Guild Master, and then shook her head slowly without refusing, her tone solemn and serious. Although her voice was lowered, it still revealed steel-like determination:

"No. If I put you on the ground, you will fall if you walk on your own. And it will disturb everyone's rest. Don't worry, I'm not tired at all, really. I can prove it with the perfect score."

At this point, the milk-parted cat cowering in the corner suddenly jumped up and landed on Alice's shoulder. Its furry little head nodded, and its proud eyes seemed to say, "My master doesn't even have a cow."

I can hold them all."

Seeing Alice's insistence, Brenda did not refuse anymore and allowed the other party to hold her, past the sleeping people, and walked to the huge glass window.

At dawn, the sky and the earth have not yet become brighter, but there is already some light and is no longer shrouded in darkness. Gildas, who is riddled with holes, gradually wakes up from his sleep...

"Ahhh"

Black and gray crows fly in the bleak sky, and their desolate cries are as full of sadness as the blood-soaked city.

The three or two crows that were drifting away became tiny black dots that shook gently in the sight. Under the dawn, the number of screaming demon souls that had lost their purpose and direction remained undiminished. They were like the ghosts of hell.

Staying in the human world at dawn.

Wandering around, not wanting to leave at all.

Alice and the others were very close to the window. The milk-splitting cat jumped on Willet, pressed its face against the cold and hard glass, and looked out with wide eyes, its nose slightly deformed due to the squeeze.

Willett, who was being held gently, put his arms around Alice's neck and looked down.

Looking down through the window covered with fine dust, my eyes fell on the lingering demon soul that wandered repeatedly in the street buildings, and there was a thoughtful look in the blue eyes.

"As you can imagine, these screaming demon souls are indeed controlled by others. The number is so huge, it is expected that we will not leave others behind, so we will trap everyone here."

Willett looked at it for a while, then rested his head on Alice's shoulder.

After using the ancient magic array, although it was just a hidden remnant array with no attack effect, it still consumed too much energy and lost too much vitality.

Just thinking or looking at it with concentration will cause strong dizziness in the brain, and the body will be as heavy as gold and iron, and it will be too heavy to exert any strength.

"Being able to dominate and control such a large number of screaming demon souls, attack the entire Gildas while everyone is off guard and may have fallen asleep."

"This must be a long-planned evil plan."

Willett leaned on Alice's shoulder and rested for a moment. After regaining some energy, he murmured like a sigh:
Chapter completed!