Illimitable Until Death

Chapter 1683: Whispering in the Ear

At the end of the Sanctuary, there is an ancient relic.

The ruins are the original architectural style of stone piling, which, although not knowing the exact time of construction, can be seen on cracked walls and densely grown ivy vines everywhere, which have gone through at least a hundred years.

Much of the ruins are hidden by forests, like temples deep into hill caves, only the entrance facing the forest can be clearly seen, and a section of stairs stretching this way is covered with moss.

“... is this the witch's grave? ”

Everyone walked down here, led by Garfield, looking at the cemetery in front of him and giving him a serious look.

Especially Amelia, who felt like she couldn't breathe smoothly, grabbed the clothes in the square tightly and was full of anxiety.

After all, witches are not irrelevant to Amelia.

Amelia's life becomes so turbulent just because she has the same looks and origins as a jealous witch.

Even Rem's pretty face got tight.

“… if it's true, it's too dangerous here. ”

Rem is not just referring to danger because this is a witch's grave.

You know, in this world, there are witchcraft who are extremely excluded from the rest of the witches.

Like a bunch of lunatics, they are constantly pursuing the figure of a jealous witch and destroying the traces of the remaining six witches.

For witchcraft, only a jealous witch can qualify as a witch, and the rest is nothing but stomped stones, useless objects, filth and even garbage by a witch.

So, just hearing the names of other witches doesn't make the Witchcraft too excited to be devastated.

As mentioned earlier, the archbishop in charge of "lust" attacked a frontier metropolis by force of one person, allegedly because of something related to witches.

Because of such an uncertain message, the witch's "lust" broke in alone and eventually destroyed it.

Since then, the subject of witches has become taboo everywhere, and no one is willing to raise it.

If a witch teaches you that this Holy Land is a laboratory created by the Enchanted Witch and that there is a cemetery for the Enchanted Witch, are you afraid that all the Bishops of the Great Crimes will come in like crazy?

Rosewal chose not to disclose the information here, not even Rem, but Ram and Frandelika, which was a wise choice.

Of course, even without this factor, this is not the right place for public disclosure.

Standing in front of the cemetery, Garfield spoke to everyone.

“In order to participate in the trial, two conditions must be met. ”

“I. There must be a presence capable of interfering with boundaries, that is, a 'hybrid'. ”

“II: It must be after night to enter the cemetery and participate in the trial. ”

“Only if these two conditions are met will you be able to enter the trial. ”

“And once the trial is completed, the boundary will be lifted. ”

After the presentation, Garfield lifted his arm and said a provocative word.

“Well, do any of you want to try it? ”

So Garfield was looking at Amelia.

Because, of all the conditions it says, only Amelia can satisfy those present.

“I...”

Amelia was a little overwhelmed when she grabbed the cubicle's clothes and her hands became harder.

“For Lord Amelia, the Challenge Trial must cross the line? ”

Side by side, Rosvall shook his head and said something like that, as if he had deliberately told Amelia.

“Only by crossing the trials, supported by the Holy Domain, will Lord Amelia have a chance of winning the election. ”

Rosvall was simply circling around and telling Amelia that if she wanted to succeed in the throne, she had to pass the trial.

Otherwise, Amelia's wish would be over.

This complicated Amelia's expression.

She couldn't find a reason to refuse.

There is no alternative to passing the trial.

That's when Sylvia asked questions.

“Didn't you say that trials can only be conducted at night? ”

Sylvia glanced at the sky and said so.

“It's still daytime. ”

Though it is almost evening, it is still daylight.

Since it is daytime, the trial will not take place.

“Isn't it too early to let Amelia try it now? ”

Sylvia is quite right in saying this.

Garfield also scratched his head in response.

“By the way, that's what Grandpa forgot to explain.” Garfield is not sorry at all, just to put it this way: "If you want to take part in the trial, in addition to the two conditions above, you have to meet one condition, which is acceptance by the cemetery. ”

“Recognized by the cemetery? ”

The crowd suddenly burst into pieces.

Garfield pointed to the steps of the cemetery, so to speak.

“As soon as you get up there, the cemetery will react to those who are eligible to take part in the trial, and the light will mean that you are eligible, even if you are no longer strong. ”

This is not so much to explain to the people present as to persuade themselves.

After all, Garfield is confident in his strength, and he is a hybrid of humans and Asians, qualified to challenge the trials, but since the Sanctuary has never been liberated, it proves that Garfield was either ineligible or unsuccessful.

There's no room for people to guess which one.

“Of course, it's daytime, and there's absolutely no trial during the day, so it's okay for you to stand up. ”

Garfield said as if his colleague had nothing to do with it.

“But if you want to go directly in there, you don't know what's going to happen. ”

After that, Garfield stopped talking, stood aside and chose to watch.

Everyone also looked to Amelia and waited for Amelia's decision.

But Sylvia noticed.

“What's wrong with you? ”

The sound of surprise led people to look at Sylvia again and look at someone.

Who else but Fong Li?

At this moment, there was no speech or reaction in the square, just staring dead at the cemetery in front of him, and the light flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, only Fong Li heard.

“ ———— ”

That is a voice that cannot be clearly recognized.

The sound is like a woman's mumbling.

Sylvia, who had the strength to breathe and mumble in the ears of the square after the rain with Sylvia in the past, spoke of her inner love.

But Sylvia's mumbles are warm and burning.

And the sound is full of stress and horror.

In this case, the square squeezed its eyes.