Illimitable Until Death

Silence.

Dark.

Cloudy.

Sticky.

After entering the cemetery, these things are welcomed.

Just like soaking an entire person into uncomfortable bodily fluids, it's always felt like something like poison gas was spreading around, very nauseating.

And the view… is not completely invisible.

As the true ancestral power of the body began to activate, the power of night vision was gained in the square, clearly seeing through the scene in the dark.

As the name suggests, this is a cemetery.

More precisely, it's a cemetery tunnel or something.

There is a candlestick on the surrounding wall.

The ground beneath my feet is full of broken marks and moss.

All you can hear is your breathing and heartbeat, and nothing else.

The cold, stinging air seemed to be constantly snatching away the temperature of the human body, mixing with something like poison gas, and fluttering slowly.

“What an uncomfortable place...”

He rubbed his eyebrows and made some sarcasm.

“This feeling is natural. After all, this is a cemetery. There is no reason to feel comfortable. ”

If you leave a message like this, you will lift your footsteps again and walk forward.

At this moment, the vision protrudes.

“Boom...! ”

In the small burst sound, on the surrounding wall, a pair of candles were lit suddenly, like a cold flame, emitting phosphorescent light.

“Boom...! ”

“Boom...! ”

As one burst, one candlestick was lit successively on the wall.

The tomb suddenly became bright and glowed.

This phenomenon, just now, was also mentioned by Garfield.

“Proof of recognition by the cemetery...? ”

In other words, the party is eligible to participate in the trial.

At this very moment, it was acknowledged.

Why is this happening?

This is the first issue that needs to be understood.

Garfield also said that the only thing that could participate in the trial was the existence of interference, or "hybrids," that could be bounded, and that human words could not participate in the trial.

If you are not eligible to participate in the trial, but intend to break into it, the pervasive atmosphere in the cemetery will affect the role of the "door" and cause the door to become confused.

The more powerful magic messengers rely on the door, the greater the damage.

This is also why Rosvall was fortunate not to have taken part in the trial.

If Rosewal were to mess with his strength and disregard the rules of trial, he would be torn apart, like a blown balloon, and even if he was lucky enough not to die, he would be seriously injured.

Rosvall, who was seriously injured, did not even think about it. Once there was a conflict with the party, it was impossible to win in the hands of the party.

That's why Rosvall has been afraid to rush into the cemetery.

Now, this human being, who should not have fulfilled the conditions for trial, is recognized by the cemetery.

I'm sure everyone out there must have seen the graveyards glowing, all in shock, right?

As I thought so, I continued to move forward.

As its footsteps deepen, so does the light around it.

Finally, the square entered a dark space.

It's right there...

“Buzz ————! ”

An unchargeable fluctuation, like a tsunami, covered the square.

There was no resistance in the square, and it was extremely calm to bear down.

Spin, the area is dark in front of the eyes, unconscious.

……

When the square opened its eyes again, the scene appearing in front of it was no longer a dark, dull cemetery space, but a library of books drained everywhere with thick shelves.

“No library...? ”

Fong recognized this place.

However, it is also known that this is not a real library of prohibited books.

While the restoration is real, a slight sense of discord can still be detected in the sensitive area.

That sense of disobedience, like you're in a mirror, is not a forbidden library, but a reflection of the forbidden library in the mirror, something like that.

If you use the Eye of the Devil in the square, you should be able to see through the delusions here in no time.

However, the square naturally does not use unusual demonic eyes in places like this where there is no need, but instead looks forward.

There, sitting there was supposed to be frank and poisonous, everything extremely stubborn, but also a good man afraid of loneliness, a very fragile elf girl inside.

But now, the scene of a fairy girl sitting on a stool reading a book has been replaced by another scene.

“It's really a place to be missed, and it's worth meeting with you alone, don't you think? ”

Under such a slightly light-hearted, but somewhat maliciously pleasing sound, the young girl entered the curtain of the square.

That's a girl who looks like she's only about seventeen or eight years old.

The girl has an unhealthy white hair that does not look like a snowflake, but is completely faded from pigment, wearing a black dress like a mourning dress, with a dangerously tender smell, and her appearance is incredibly gorgeous.

“Nice to meet you - should I say this? ”

A girl with a dangerous breath smiled so badly that, although beautiful, it was also chilling.

The young girl sat at a small white table, like the big lady who was preparing for tea in the afternoon, with two cups of tea in front of her.

However, the young girl did not show a leisurely atmosphere ready to enjoy afternoon tea, but, like scholars who were about to stay up late and prepare for a strong cup of coffee, looked into the eyes of the square full of desire to know.

“Although I have so much curiosity about you that I have made some calls to you and so much effort, the purpose of at least seeing you is accomplished, and then there is time to talk. ”

Girls can't wait to say something like that.

“What do you say? Aren't you going to sit down and have tea with me? ”

The enthusiastic invitation makes people feel like they don't have that itchy feeling. Instead, it's like walking into the mouth of a beast and becoming the other party's prey. It's horrible.

That's the girl.

Agidona, a witch named after the great sin of "lust".

“Come and chat with me. ”

The sound of a witch is like a web of spiders that captures prey, and when it enters your ears, it only makes you feel cold.

And I was always laughing.

Beautiful.

Evil.

Unknown.

Terror.

In this contradiction, I believe that someone with poor mental qualities would have been scared long ago?

Unfortunately, this is clearly not the case.

Just like accepting a sparse and usual invitation, Fong sat down in front of Agidona.

“Huh...”

Agidona made a freaking laugh.

Beautiful smile, reminiscent of a girl dating her lover.

However, there is no lust in the eyes of the other party.

If there is, it is not a desire for love, but a desire for curiosity.

In fact, Agidona has now become a condenser of curiosity.

“What should we do? ”

Agidona sounded like she was in agony, making a foolish noise.

“I want to turn you into something of mine. ”

That's it, saying things that are so obscure.