The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

: Devil’s Trace

“No!” Lacus retracted the hand that was about to touch Galio, “You should stay here, I…I have to go home…”

Galio didn’t speak, it just looked at Lux, and there was no emotion in the eyes made of the forbidden magic stone.

“Goodbye…bye!” Lacus fled. She couldn’t imagine how the hero would be overwhelmed if Galio really moved, and the demon hunters would definitely search for mages all over the city. By then.

“And it’s impossible for Rorschach to be in Xiongdu…” Lacus ran towards her home, “Galio can’t find it.”

…

The Veiled Lady took Lothar’s hand and walked on Victory Square.

The dress of the veiled lady is incompatible with the surrounding Demacia residents. Demacia advocates white, gold, and blue colors that symbolize noble character, while black has always been regarded as ominous, and almost no one will wear pure black on the street. clothing.

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But the veiled lady walked in the square with a lot of people in the daytime with bare feet in a black dress and wings bound by chains, but she didn’t attract any strange eyes. It seemed that no one could see her. Same.

“I’m tired, hug me.” Lothar couldn’t move anymore, tightly hugging the snow-white thighs exposed from the slit of the veiled lady’s dress.

The veiled lady looked at Lothar. The child whose soul had been torn off in half was indeed mentally damaged, but it was a little different from what she thought.

Half of the soul-deficient people will become quite crazy and stupid, and it is more common to become uncontrollable lunatics.

But Lothar didn’t.

The feeling he gave Madam Veil was that his mentality had regressed a few years, and his memory was not very good. However, his behavior did not show any madness. He could still identify and think about the things in front of him with normal thinking, without any signs of paranoia, and he also obeyed the words of the veiled lady very much.

If you insist on saying that Lothar has any personality changes after his soul was damaged, it is that he has become very fond of acting like a baby to the veiled lady.

Ms. Veil did not refuse Lothar’s request, she picked up the child.

Lothar pressed tightly against the chest of the veiled lady, eyes darker than night, curiously looking at everything on Victory Square: “That statue is so big, much bigger than me.”

A strange feeling rose in Madam Veil’s heart. Her current appearance…isn’t she like a mother holding her own child?

“If my sister sees me like this, I don’t know what expression I will make.” Ms. Veil thought to herself.

She hugged Lothar and walked to the giant statue. There were many onlookers around the giant statue, but they automatically gave way as soon as the Veiled Lady came.

“It’s called Galio.” Madam Veil introduced Lothar in her arms. Although she knew that the child might forget what she said in a while, she still said, “It’s the statue of the patron saint of Demacia.”

“Guarding what?” Lothar laid his face on the collarbone of the veiled lady.

“Guard this land.” Madam Veil said.

“Why should we guard?”

“Because people from other countries want to occupy this place, they need to protect it.”

“It will drive those people away, right?”

“That’s right.”

“But why doesn’t it move?”

“Because it hasn’t been woken up yet.”

The veiled lady stretched out her hand, and a little black magic power flowed into Galio’s body.

Galio’s head moved a little, only a little bit, its eyes were facing the Veiled Lady and Lothar.

“Hello!” Lothar waved at Galio.

Galio didn’t respond.

“Why didn’t it move again?” Lothar asked disappointedly.

“We don’t need to disturb it.” Madam Veil touched Lothar’s head, “I just came to ask it a question, let’s go.”

The Veiled Lady led Lothar away from Victory Square, leaving hundreds of people in the square in riots because they saw the head of the colossus move.

“Where are we going?” Lothar lay lazily on the half-exposed breasts of the veiled lady, his face sunk in. The soft and fragrant feeling made him feel so comfortable that he wanted to sleep.

“Go to the devil, Galio told me it felt it yesterday.” The veiled lady walked through the streets of Xiongdu. She hasn’t been back here for a long time. as always.

Madam Veil doesn’t like Xiongdu, although it is indeed beautiful and magnificent, the neat marble roads and pure white ivory stone buildings can make everyone who has been to Xiongdu unforgettable, especially the buildings near the palace, all of which are made of The most outstanding craftsman in Demacia carefully designed the slope of each tower, the curvature of each arch bridge, and the flatness of every inch of beams. The statue of the “Flying Wing Patron Saint” is the pinnacle of craftsmanship.

Unlike the giant Galio, the image of the Winged Patronus is a Valkyrie with pure white wings on its back, wearing a golden battle armor, holding a burning holy fire sword, and its face is covered by a golden helmet. Each statue of the flying winged patron saint is crafted with the most exquisite craftsmanship, so that every feather is carved so realistically that it best embodies the meticulous craftsman spirit of the Demacians.

Madam Veil hates this kind of spirit very much, take a look at these buildings, would make her feel sick.

“Don’t you like those statues?” Lothar asked, holding the veiled lady’s neck.

“Your soul is damaged, but your perception is still so sensitive. It’s strange.” The veiled lady stared at Lothar, feeling more and more that the child’s soul being torn away in half was not so simple.

“I really don’t like those statues.” The veiled lady said, “We’re here.”

Lothar looked in the direction that Madam Veil pointed. It was an ordinary house, but there were two heavily armed guards guarding the door. Many ordinary people surrounded the house, pointing at the house and discussing in a low voice.

“What are they looking at?” Lothar asked.

“Someone died in this house.” Madam Veil carried Lothar into the house, and the guards let her in without any reaction.

The veiled lady pushed open the sealed door, and there were already several people inside.

They all wore masks and a badge, which was the gray seal, the mark of the magic hunter, made of forbidden magic stone, which could directly eliminate some low-level magic.

The Veiled Lady turned a blind eye to these magic hunters. They searched for traces of magic at the murder scene, trying to find the real culprit, but in the eyes of the Veiled Lady, they were doing futile work.

The means of the devil cannot be measured by ordinary magic. No magic theory can explain the ability of the devil, even the Veiled Lady herself cannot find out.

She focused on the victim.

It looks like a young man.

He was naked, with dense wounds all over his body, as if he had been cut open with countless spikes piercing his skin. All his internal organs were dug out and scattered all over the ground. Blood was everywhere, and even the ceiling was stained. red.

The veiled lady looked at the dead man’s expression.

He was laughing, very distorted.

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Come on, let’s play.

– Evelyn