I Will Be The Crowned King

The latest website: Although he successfully chose to retreat as soon as Freya woke up, in the process of returning to consciousness, Anson was still eroded by his own laws, and once again tasted uncontrollable emotions, the last second of ecstasy, The pain of the next moment of anger.

The feelings of the Iser elves are like wild horses, and they are in a state of out of control anytime and anywhere; if it is said that the difficulty of maintaining a rational and calm human being is probably in the middle school stage, then for elves, this definitely belongs to the frontier of scientific exploration position.

It was only this moment that he could clearly feel that Freya's words "If I see you again, I'll kill you" was definitely not a joke; and then it was a difficult sacrifice to be able to exercise restraint for Louis's interests.

In addition to losing control of his emotions, Anson also felt that the flesh and blood of his whole body, limbs and bones were burning violently; according to his guess, this should be caused by Freya's rapid expansion of the domain after waking up, but it has not been fully controlled.

When this burning pain gradually dissipated, his consciousness finally returned to his body, and the out of control emotions gradually calmed down, and the cold, mechanical, and boring reason regained dominance.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that Louis and William had also returned, but they had not yet gotten rid of the influence from Freya and "World Malice".

As for a certain elf girl, she was still lying on the bed with an expressionless face, as if nothing had changed; it was just the magical reaction that was so strong that even ordinary people could perceive it, proving that things were not as simple as they seemed.

While he was observing, Talia on the side had prepared a refreshing hot coffee, and carefully held the cup wall with both hands to keep warm, so that the coffee would not be too hot to be eaten.

Silently took the coffee from the other party, and An Sen, who kept smiling, took a small sip, waiting for the others to recover completely.

After a quarter of an hour, the two of them finally gradually lost their eyes, as if they had just had a nightmare, and it took nearly half a minute to return to normal.

"how do you feel?"

Putting down the empty cup, An Sen asked casually.

"Not good, very bad, first thrown into the ice cellar and then into the fireplace, I also deeply felt the inner world of a noble female elf, and was almost completely obliterated by this world... All in all, everything **** from the inside out. ."

Without waiting for the young knight, William said first: "This is just a little request from me. If there is a similar situation in the future, please don't let me participate again."

"After all, I'm just a scientist...very bad at overly intense outdoor sports."

He lowered his head slightly, his dark circles glowing purple with an unprecedented sincerity; some kind of domestic dog took the initiative to run back to the cage prepared by the owner after living independently for a few days, and even slammed the door behind him.

After hesitating for a moment, An Sen, who met his gaze, said seriously:

"I promise you."

"Thank you!"

The long-breathed William slumped directly on the chair, and there seemed to be a little bit of fear in his eyes that was not completely dissipated; but in addition to the fear, there was still a little bit of excitement.

The young knight, who had just returned to consciousness, was leaning on the side of the bed at this time, looking nervously at the elf girl who had not woken up, his eyes worried.

Anson raised his brows and couldn't help but wanted to speak, but was stopped by Talia's hand; the girl whose expression suddenly became serious put her index finger on her lower lip and shook her head slightly towards him and William.

Don't say anything, let alone interrupt, this is the best way... Talia did not speak, and said silently with her lips:

You don't understand, my dear Anson. For Freya, this is what she wants to see when she wakes up.

No, I'm quite clear... Anson, who had just been affected by Freya's emotions, complained in his heart, and sat back to his seat quietly.

Talia also sat quietly beside him, staring at the elf girl and her knight with an expression like admiring an oil painting or a play, her emerald-like eyes flashing with a glimmer of envy.

William, who didn't want to stay for a long time and was forced to keep quiet, held back for a while, then simply leaned on the chair and fell asleep.

After another full hour, Freya's magical reaction finally calmed down, and she slowly opened her eyes, her blurred vision quickly focused on Louis' tired and surprised face, and her somewhat cold eyes quickly softened a lot.

"you're awake!"

The young knight who couldn't restrain his excitement hurriedly supported the elf girl's body and helped her sit up, his eyes still filled with unconcealed concern: "How is it, is there any discomfort?"

"No, everything is fine." The elf girl shook her head and gently held Louis's hand:

"There's nothing to worry about, you don't have to..."

Before she could finish speaking, the tense-faced young knight swooped forward and hugged the elf girl tightly in his arms.

Excitedly, as if after untold hardships, he finally found the lost and found treasure.

Freya trembled at first, then gently rested her head on Louis' broad shoulders, her hands pressed against his waist, her pale face filled with indescribable happiness.

A little embarrassed, Anson turned his head subconsciously, but found that while Talia was staring at the two of them, her body was already leaning towards him very naturally.

William on the side slept soundly.

After several minutes, the elf girl reluctantly released the young knight who was hugging her, and turned her eyes to the other three in the room, her expression changed from gentle to cold.

But after the experience just now, Freya's expression was no longer what it was in Anson's eyes; the other party's seriousness was only to suppress the strong emotional fluctuations in his heart, and he had the essence of Colonel Roman who was born with a dead face. the difference.

"Thank you for your willingness to lend a helping hand when I was most in danger." Freya said lightly:

"Even without your help, it's only a matter of time before a complete recovery, but I still want to thank everyone for waking up early and not letting Louis continue to worry about me."

"Where, you are very kind, Your Majesty Freya."

Without waiting for Anson to speak, Talia got up first, with a lady-standard smile: "It's just to do a little bit of duty, after all, our current relationship is allies, and helping each other is the minimum courtesy. "

"What's more, if you let you recover naturally, I'm afraid it will take quite a long time; we have nothing to do, it doesn't matter if you wait; it's just Your Excellency Louis Bernard... After all, you're just an ordinary human being, and maybe you don't have that much time."

"Although there will be a little risk, a little uncertainty, a little sacrifice... but there is no way, who makes dear Anson so helpful, a good person who never says no to friends." Tully Ya smiles more and more:

"When you see a friend in difficulty, you must lend a helping hand. Even if Talia and others feel embarrassed, since you have already spoken, you have to do it no matter what."

After that, the girl tilted her head, deliberately showing a helpless expression.

"Oh...that's it."

With a cold snort, Freya stared into Talia's eyes, and out of the corner of her eyes quickly glanced at Anson, who was trying to keep calm and keep silent.

He didn't keep silent, Talia's flesh and blood tentacles had already bound her ankles, and they had a tendency to move upwards.

"Since that's the case, then I should express my gratitude to you all; as a member of the Moses Field family, gratitude is the most basic principle." Freya's voice became colder:

"Don't worry, Miss Talia, I know what I should do."

"As expected of the Iser Elf Royal Family, the head of the Thirteenth Council." Talia nodded slightly, her smile slightly restrained:

"Then I'll wait and see."

In the quiet room, the Elf Queen and the Rune Master looked at each other, as if they were preparing to engrave each other's shadows in the depths of their souls.

Louis on the side turned his head and looked at Anson with a slightly unnatural expression.

"Uh... cough cough cough, that... Your Majesty Freya, how do you feel now, have the laws been repaired?" Anson coughed twice and quickly changed the subject:

"Also, how did you destroy the 'world malice' that finally solidified?"

"The world is malicious? Your heretical terms are really inexplicable." The elf girl frowned slightly, and said a little unhappily:

"We call it 'source power'. They are the foundation of the birth, existence and continuation of this world. They are the sun, moon, starry sky, midsummer and severe winter, prosperity and withering... The foundation of the evolution of everything; You of strength are a limitation."

"It's actually no wonder. After all, our existence is to create our own laws, which have conflicts of interest with the source; even out of balance considerations, we must be restricted."

Freya paused and said in a more serious tone: "So, in the face of its interference, it must be completely eliminated, strangled, erased, and twisted."

"The method is also very simple, as long as you put your own consciousness above the world."

"Put your own consciousness... above the world?"

Anson, speaking to himself, frowned.

"This kind of thing is really not easy for you who steal power, but it is a matter of course for the Iser elf who inherited the blood of the true god." The elf girl raised her smooth chin slightly:

"To the beings living in this world, the world is everything and everything, and the end of the world is the end of everything; they can't imagine, let alone understand the concept of 'beyond the world', and they can't accept that once they are separated from the world, The world, what should I do, and why should I exist."

"But for us who have come to the current state, this should not be a question to think about; our enemy's world, our goal... is to create our own world."

"You're welcome to say, although you probably agree with this, but there are very few who can really do it like the blood of a true god."

"If we want to describe it humbly, we should have an equal relationship with the world; therefore, in the face of its interference and threats, fear and tension are all unreasonable emotions, suppression, destruction and even destruction are the Our style."

"We are the law, and we are... the world."

Freya's expression gradually became solemn, like a king overlooking thousands of subjects.

Anson fell into deep thought.

He roughly understood the thoughts of the elf girl. To fight against the malice from the world, he must first get rid of his relationship with it, that is, to regard himself as a completely independent individual rather than a relationship of belonging.

In the eyes of normal people, the world and itself are not equal, incomparable, and do not belong to the same level of existence; but no matter how weak a spellcaster is, when he becomes a blasphemous mage, he should be completely separated from this world, Become a completely independent, unaffiliated individual.

This is also what Rune mentioned. If you want to become an apostle again, you need to spend thousands of years to obliterate the reason for "biological self-consciousness". If you can't get rid of this, you will always be suppressed from the world and locked in this "cage" cannot escape.

"I see…"

Talia seemed to have finally figured out something, and said with a serious expression: "Thank you for your reminder, Your Majesty Freya, this may save us a lot of detours."

"No need to thank you, I just want to let you know this by the way, Miss Talia Rune, while expressing my gratitude to Your Excellency Anson."

Freya said indifferently, her eyes turned to Anson who was suddenly stunned: "Anson Bach, although you are a hateful Clovis, a liar, a heretic, a cultist, and you do anything by any means, you are almost no offline at all. , there doesn't seem to be anything to highlight in terms of morality..."

"But! Even if you are like this, you are still willing to lend a helping hand to others, even though it is for not noble reasons." The elf girl's expression was very serious: "I finally understand the reason why Louis will treat you as a friend. already."

"Thank you, Anson, you are a good man."

Anson: "…"

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Outside the hotel room, after watching William leave, Talia suddenly stopped and stood in front of him with a worried expression.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing." The girl shook her head, pursing the corners of her mouth, obviously in disbelief: "Talia has long understood that a good fiancé like dear Anson is abnormal if there are no other suitors. things."

"It is also for this reason that Talia actually doesn't care much about the fact that Anson and the Miss Sophia always have correspondence; it can also be accepted that the Queen of Iser Elf has a good impression on Anson, these are all It doesn't matter, it's just…”

She raised her head and stared into his eyes worriedly: "Louis Bernard... may be the only one Talia has no absolute confidence in."

Anson was completely frozen in place.