Fairy’s Box

"Don't, don't pester me anymore!"

With the anger and anger, Marta waved her snow lotus-like arms indiscriminately, and suddenly opened her eyes.

The night outside the window slowly spreads out like velvet, as far as the eye can see. The deep blue sky, embracing countless bright and dim stars, silent for unknown reasons, this kind of peace is so real, as if within reach.

"..."

She supported herself and sat up from the bed, staring at the night sky, slowly hugging her head, curled up like a helpless puppy, and got into the quilt.

The quilt wrapped tightly into a ball was like a breathing shell, opening a gap, revealing Marta's vigilant eyes, sweeping every inch of the air around her, as if an invisible person was hiding there, cursing her with malice.

"The Sea of ​​Trees has nothing to do with me. You don't want me to betray the teacher. I just want to live here with my mother!"

Marta clenched her fine white teeth, and suddenly jumped up from the bed, as if she was venting her anger at some hidden voice.

However, no one responded to her swearing, and the room was so quiet that you could even hear the rustling of the air against the walls, like the joking chuckles coming from the walls, floors, and ceilings from all directions.

After an angry confrontation for a while, Marta gradually felt a burst of dizziness, and fell back on the bed softly, hugging her head with both hands, feeling cold sweat all over her body.

Over the past few months, the voice in her mind has become more and more angry, tormenting her invisibly and forcing her to compromise. I want Marta to accept the identity of the tree elf again, and use the power and resources to assist the revival of the sea of ​​​​trees in the future to complete the revenge against Antrazu.

"For the revival of the Sea of ​​Trees, my mother has already been sacrificed once, is it my turn now!?"

Her eyes were gradually congested, and a hateful voice came out of her throat. She tore the quilt into pieces with her fingers embedded in the cloth, and finally screamed like a wounded wolf cub:

"Die! Die! All the tree elves! Die too! I'm going to find a teacher and let him kill you!",

The extremes turn against each other, and Marta, who was forced to a desperate situation, did not compromise, but let her break off the last trace of nostalgia for the sea of ​​​​trees, and even had resentment.

...

For Marta, the journey to the teacher's quiet room seems to be endless.

"Miss Marta!?"

"Miss Marta, are you alright?"

"If you need anything, just tell us!"

The guards on the corridor all looked sideways, seeing that the governor's squire and disciple stumbled all the way, but they didn't dare to stop her. They only thought that she might have encountered some trouble and wanted to come forward to help.

"I'm fine, I want to see the teacher."

She rejected everyone's good intentions. Even though her soul was burning with vicious fire, she didn't hesitate under her feet. She walked through the corridor, stepped into the vestibule, and staggered to the quiet room.

The door of the quiet room was open, and Marta's god-like teacher was facing south and north at the moment, sitting on the floor like a mountain, her black pupils looked at her, as if she already knew everything.

"come in."

Yale looked at his student, his vision penetrated the physical obstruction, and he stared at another cluster of flames entrenched on the surface of the fire of her soul, and there was a superb cold light in the depths of her iris.

"teacher……"

Marta held her head and gritted her back molars, showing a distressed and annoyed expression.

"Needless to say, a deity who should have been wiped out a long time ago and was desperately trying to survive. After returning from Shechem City, I found its trace."

The black-haired knight stretched out his hand, motioned the student to come to his side, held the hand that asked for help, and squeezed her fist for her:

"I didn't do anything because I saw that you were resisting it."

"Help me... I can't take it anymore!"

Marta bowed her head in embarrassment, lay on his knees, and let out a helpless sob.

"He lives by you and is almost a part of your soul. If I try to obliterate it, it will also hurt you. Any damage to the soul will have serious consequences, so I can't help you directly." Yale rejected her Require.

"what should I do?"

Marta's eyes glowed with hope. She knew that since the teacher said so, there must be a way.

"I'll help you face him, everything after that is up to you." The black-haired knight stroked her short smooth hair, his eyes were soft, but his voice was as cold as ice.

"I understand……"

She propped herself up, knelt down in front of the teacher, and looked at him firmly.

"very good."

Yale nodded calmly, grabbed his right hand, and covered Marta just like that.

Whoosh-!

Electro-optic sputtering from the palm spreads in the void in a radial shape, tearing out countless gaps of different levels. A dark trickle flowed out of the gaps, and they merged with each other to form a black torrent that swirled wildly, and quickly collapsed back, revealing the dark void in the core.

The whirlpool roared like thunder.

Marta did not hesitate at all, her heart swayed, and following the empty pull, her consciousness jumped forward and plunged directly into the realm of fear.

A ray of white light floated forward with her soul in the endless darkness. After an unknown amount of time, the roar gradually subsided and sank into the silent pitch-black waves.

...

Marta 'awakened', and there was a dazzling white light in her eyes. After regaining consciousness, her first action was to jump up and put on a protective fist.

After being stunned for a while, she found herself standing on a huge altar, surrounded by an endless black ocean, the sea water seemed to be a slurry of some kind of metal melted, and heavy waves surged every moment.

The altar is like a flat boat, floating in the turbulent black waves. The brilliant golden trim is engraved with the most delicate patterns, but it gradually dissolves in the endless black water, and it seems to be melting.

"Marta, how dare you betray me!"

With a furious roar, the voice lingering deep in her mind came from all sides of the altar, even though it was extremely weak, it also revealed a majesty aloof.

A rich white light emerged from the bottom layer of the altar, arching upwards in the shape of a dead tree, but the shape was fleeting, and then turned into a vague white shadow in armor.

"Never loyal, how can you betray?"

Marta smiled dismissively, straightened her back, her eyes were like the light quenched from the blade of a blade, and she stared at the white shadow on the opposite side.

"You are the one I have chosen, and you can ascend to heaven in the future, why did you betray your world and take refuge in our enemies!?"

There was incredible doubt in the god's voice, even though the tree elf girl had already stood on the opposite side of him, she still couldn't believe the facts in front of her.

Whoosh-!

Marta didn't say a word, she flicked her back, and she lunged forward in an instant. She rushed in front of it like a flying shuttle, and stabbed her five fingers like knives into the god's chest.

"I only care about now!" she said coldly.