Brush up the favorability and turn the heroines into bosses

Looking at the "Doll's Heart" ring that originally belonged to Blacklett and fell to the ground, Leah picked up the ring with trembling fingers, her vision flooded with tears.

"Aa ...

Leah finally couldn't control herself and burst into heart-wrenching tears, and Laura sat on the ground in a daze.

The sound of heavy rain could not cover up the girl's desperate cry.

The gloomy night seems to be continuing forever, and I am afraid there will be no more sunny days in the future.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Leah’s crying gradually stopped.

Then Laura saw Leah pick up the broken blade sword that fell to the ground and slash it towards her neck. Laura went up and kicked Leah behind the knee.

Looking at Leah's eyes that had lost their luster, Laura went up and slapped Leah hard.

Grabbing Leah by the collar, Laura couldn't control her emotions and vented them out.

"Idiot! Who do you think Blacklet died for? Because of you! Blacklet was always because of you! He wanted to snatch the 'fake Holy Grail' for you, because the holy water of the 'fake Holy Grail' can heal your body! Let you live! And now you want to commit suicide!?"

Facing Laura's angry rebuke, Leah was not moved at all.

She just looked at Laura with her soulless eyes, and her voice was hoarse and gray.

"Yes, it's all my fault."

"If I hadn't given the pair of 'Doll Heart' rings to Blacklet, he wouldn't have lost his magic power and an arm."

"If Blacklett covered my escape at the end, he should be able to escape on his own without being hit by the sword."

"If I had studied healing magic well before, Blacklet would have been able to hold on until he drank the holy water."

"If...if I had never met Blacklet in the beginning and I had died earlier, Blacklet would not have wanted to find the 'false Holy Grail' for me."

"I'm the one who killed Blacklett. I'm the one who should die sooner!"

Leah cursed herself as if she were talking about someone else.

Even though there was no expression on her face at the moment, tears kept flowing through her eyes, and those tears were blood-red.

Laura looked at Leah in front of her, and she remembered the saying "There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart". She also felt that Leah really wanted to die with Blacklett at this moment.

To be honest, Laura doesn't like Leah.

If Leah committed suicide at this time, she would not be sad. Laura also believed that Leah should atone for the death of Blacklett.

However, Lola comes from the Williams family.

It was a long-standing family with a very long life span and who knew a lot about the Holy Grail.

"I'm going to find the 'Holy Grail'. The holy water in the 'pseudo-Holy Grail' can heal all wounds, diseases and curses, but it cannot revive Blacklet."

"Because the 'Fake Holy Grail' is just a projection of the 'Holy Grail', but the 'Holy Grail' is an omnipotent wish-granting machine."

"The 'Holy Grail' can fulfill all wishes, including resurrecting Blacklet."

Sure enough, Leah was instantly attracted by Laura's words.

The pupils that were completely silent just now were now ignited with a small flame by Laura's words.

After taking a look at Leah who reacted beside her, Laura clenched the holy water bottle in her hand and looked towards the place where Blacklett had just disappeared.

"I will go find the Holy Grail and revive Blacklet. However, it is difficult for our Williams family to fight against the Hermits alone. But I will choose to wait for the opportunity. I will live and conserve my energy. Blacklet is special. I can't forget the taste of his blood."

No matter what Leah responded, Laura put the holy water bottle on the ground, walked directly to Angos' body and pulled out the "Holy Spear".

Touching the "Holy Spear" with Black Light's blood, Laura held the "Holy Spear" in her arms, and at the same time did not forget to pick up the bodies of Angers and Rebecca.

Although Laura has no interest in the bodies of Angos and Rebecca, her stupid nephew Victor would be interested. The bodies of the sixth-stage members of the Hermit Order should be able to be squeezed out of some use and whipped at the same time.

They killed Blacklett, and Laura felt no less depressed than Leah.

But Laura had also gone through a battle at this time. She was in stage five and had been chased by a group of stage five and Rebecca. Laura, who had exhausted her magic and physical strength, sat down on the ground after just a few steps.

"Ok?"

Laura was helped up from behind, and she turned around and saw Leah's face.

"Here you go. I've already drunk my share. The rest is for your Williams family."

Leah handed the remaining one-third of the holy water bottle back to Laura, and she drank the holy water.

At this moment, Leah exuded an aura that was completely different from before. It was the aura of the stage five "Ipsilon" level.

Apparently, Leah not only made up for the deficiencies in her body, but also instantly raised her magic power from stage three to stage five, the same level as Laura.

This is Leah's potential, and this is just the beginning.

"Really? So you've made your decision?"

Laura took the holy water bottle and asked, pretending to be indifferent.

"Yes."

Leah nodded expressionlessly.

"I will find the 'Holy Grail' and revive Black Light. When the time comes, I will never let him leave me, and I will not allow anyone to hurt him. All obstacles that stand in my way shall be damned..."

At this moment, the increasingly sharp eyes of Leah no longer showed the simplicity and innocence she once had.

She no longer believes in Santa Claus and reindeer.

……

Not far away, lights were shining towards this side.

The Templars have arrived to clean up the battlefield.

Chapter 64: Victory of Angus

Cities and streets near York.

The rain stopped, along with the explosions, flames, and lightning that had just been heard from afar.

In some ways, this year's Christmas Eve parade made a lasting impression on everyone in the city.

The appearance of the Templar Knights caused the people who had been hiding in their houses to stick their heads out of the windows. Some citizens who were still wearing Christmas carnival costumes also stepped back onto the streets covered with flowers and confetti.

"Please wait a moment, the two people in front."

A little boy who looked like an elementary school student appeared on the street in the middle of the night. His petite figure was particularly conspicuous in this dark street. At this time, he was stopped by a team of Templar Knights who were passing by for patrol.

The leading Templar Knight walked over slowly, and the other Templar Knights looked around as if they were on guard against something.

"What's the matter, Mr. Knight?"

The little boy holding a candy cane politely asked the Templar in front of him.

When I got closer, I found that the little boy was quite cute, just like the little prince from a fairy tale. He was indeed wearing a prince's costume. His cute and outstanding appearance alone was enough to make people feel better than those so-called child stars on TV and mobile phones.

Not to mention such decent and polite conversation, the leading Templar Knight also squatted down and smiled.

"Where are you going kiddo? Where are your parents? You can't go out today. Didn't you listen to mom and dad?"

This was a very friendly inquiry. The Templar Knight reached out to touch the little boy's head but his hand missed.

The little boy happened to bend down at this moment and gave a gentleman's salute to the Templar.

"Thank you, Mr. Knight. Our home is just behind us. Please don't worry."

Seeing that the little boy's thoughts were so clear, the Templar didn't think any more about it.

"Then remember to go home quickly. It's better not to go out today. Also, Merry Christmas, lovely little gentleman."

This time, the Templar did not touch the little boy's head again. Instead, he knelt on one knee and performed a knight's salute.

This time another group of Templar Knights appeared, led by a young bishop, who was the bishop of the city.

"What happened? Is he lost?"

The young bishop asked the Templar Knights, and he also saw the little boy beside them.

"My Lord, they are citizens in that house over there, and I have told them to go home."

The Templar Knight answered the young bishop's question.

The little boy standing behind him also gave the young bishop a noble greeting. It was really hard to keep a straight face looking at such a cute little guy.

The young bishop forced a kind smile and handed the chocolate in his pocket to the little boy in front of him.

"Then you should go home quickly. You can't play outside like this. Today's Christmas carnival parade is over. If you continue to be a good child, you will definitely get a gift from Santa Claus next year."

The little boy looked at the chocolate handed to him with indifference.

"Thank you, Mr. Knight. I will leave now. Sorry for disturbing you."

After a graceful salute, the little boy turned and walked towards the home he had just pointed to.

Looking at the backs of the two children, the Templar Knight was obviously worried. He asked the young bishop, "My Lord Bishop, please let me escort this child."

"Well, go ahead. But be careful. We are not sure if there are still members of the Hermit Society around, and the trio has not been caught yet."

The young bishop was also worried about the two children, even though their home was nearby.

After all, the young bishop had received news that the battle in the neighboring city had ended and a Templar Knight named "Black Light" who belonged to the Templar Church had been killed. Bishop Light was furious, and Bishop Das also transferred more Templar Knights from surrounding cities.

Although the other party's boss was also killed by Blacklett and the puppets of the Hermit Society have stopped functioning, they still have to be careful and vigilant against the remaining members of the Hermit Society.

Although the city he governs is next door and not the city of Bishop Das, there is no guarantee that there may not be members of the Hermit Order lurking here.

"Yes, Lord Bishop."

The Templar Knight smiled immediately after receiving permission. He turned around and followed the little boy who had not walked far.

"Everyone continue patrolling, be careful and alert to any targets that may appear, do not let your guard down! Persuade all citizens who are going out to return home, as this night will be a long one."

The young bishop then withdrew his gaze, looked around, waved his hand and gave orders to the surrounding Templar Knights.

"Understood, Lord Bishop."

The Templar Knights who received the order continued their patrol mission, and a curfew will be imposed throughout the city tonight.

Anyone appearing on the street must be inspected and questioned, and people wearing maid skirts and noble vests will be given special attention. Santa Claus and elk are also not allowed to go out at this time.

Such inspections will continue for some time in the future. Looking at the light gradually appearing on the horizon, the young bishop let out a long sigh.

I just hope that everything will be peaceful and nothing else will happen.