Chapter 80: 80 79th Statement: "The Sage of the Goddess"

In the depths of her brain, the saintly Mattia harbored an affliction bordering on pain.

She was sure that it was not something that could be cured by her or by a doctor.

"...... Mr. Caria. I'm begging you, can you please stop acting like you're running away from home?

This is because the seed that produces the pain is being produced by the person in front of you. Before Mattia could let out a sigh, she opened her mouth, shaking her silver hair.

Why," she said.

I am the only one who can strangle it, at any time. Then how I think and act is entirely up to me.

The silver light from her eyes shone brightly in the nighttime room.

It told me more eloquently than words that what I had just said had not been uttered in a lie or on the spur of the moment. The two tufts of smooth silver hair were all upside down, like a lion about to howl and pounce on its prey.

"And the right to strangle him is mine. I think I've waited long enough in this house to take your word for it.

For a moment, Mattia's eyelids moved and his eyes narrowed. That is certainly nothing but a fact. Because this is no longer the first time I have asked and answered in this way. No, in fact, it is becoming troublesome to count them.

But even so, I can't risk it here and now. Mattia had to move his tired mouth to persuade Kalia.

It is not false that the Elves of Ghazaria and the Sigils once made a pact.

The heralds showed respect for the elves who had lived long lives and accumulated wisdom. The elves welcomed those who would associate with them with respect, not prejudice or lust.

Above all, the elves and the people were deeply in love with each other because they never stopped looking into the ancient times.

Of course, that was the old past.

Of course, that was the old past, now that Finn has taken over and joined forces with the High Priestess. Most of the elves no longer look back on the past.

So those who still revere wisdom and commune with the heralds are called the oldest of the elves.

It is in one of these halls that the saint Mattia is now being held.

We must wait for the right moment. If soldiers from the Gharaists are coming here, he will not be killed until then. It would be pointless to confront the nation of Gazalia without a plan.

"I see, I understand what you are saying. But it's a weak man's idea.

I understand where you're coming from, but it's a weak man's idea." Kalia leaned forward, as if without thinking, and the long sword at her waist wavered. The emotion in her eyes was either indignation or arrogance.

Mattia couldn't help but spit in his throat.

What was going on? It was true that she, Kalia, was somewhat focused on her own power. But she had never shown this level of aggrandizement and arrogance. At least, not when Lugis was around.

The pain in my head is getting worse. Could the seed have germinated and is eating away at the inside? Such a ridiculous thought crossed Mattia's mind.

"If you're worried about anything, it's not me you should be worried about, it's the sorcerer.

With that, Kalia looked towards the passage leading to the entrance.

Mattia followed her and turned his eyes in the same direction, then involuntarily held his forehead. She held her forehead to ease the pain, if only a little.

I was tempted to say that it was also a definite problem, just like Caria.

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Fiorato la Volgograd. She doesn't venture out on her own, like Kalia. But she waits on the doorstep. Probably waiting for him to come.

She waits at the front door, not going back to her room, which makes her tired and wears her spirit down even more.

In fact, she had beautiful dark circles under her eyes. She might not even be sleeping on a stipend. Like a loyal servant, she's been waiting for a long time.

Once, I told her to stop. That it would be better to be in perfect condition when I helped him.

But then she finally opened her mouth.

"But as soon as you turn your back on the door, Lugis might come back.

That's all he said, and then he went to the door again.

The sight of her just waiting for him, as if the wisdom and the spark in her head that she had seen before had disappeared, was beyond bizarre, it was almost awe-inspiring.

There is no telling when or if Kalia will jump out of her skin, and Fialaat might collapse. Both of them became a source of worry and pain in Mattia's brain as they collided with each other.

"Whatever you do, just wait a little longer. The elves are not monolithic. They are working hard to chip away at that bedrock. If you move now, you'll have your hands around his neck.

It's the same old, same old. So far, this has gotten him to back off, but I don't know if he'll give up now.

Mattia hadn't expected the situation to get to this point. Certainly, she was aware that she and Fialaert had more than a certain familiarity with Lugis.

However, as soon as he was lost, it was hard to keep an eye on him.

Thanks to this, Mattia had been having trouble sleeping for the past few days. Of course, she wasn't just worried about the two of them. It is also true that she was running around with her collaborators in the elves, gambling with her own life and the survival of the heraldry in the future.

It is also true that he was running around among the elven collaborators, gambling with his own life and the survival of the heraldry, and there is no doubt that Kalia and Fialaat are the two forces that he cannot let go of in order to keep the heraldry alive. You can even say that they are the key to the vanguard and rearguard forces.

In fact, Mattia personally wanted to keep them in Garouamalia. But in hindsight, it was both the right and wrong decision to bring them along.

Either way, we can't afford to lose them now. In order to do so, we must take back the chain called Lugis. Our options are naturally narrowing.

Oh, I'm so angry. Mattia involuntarily twisted his eyelids and narrowed his eyes.

I wonder what that man, Lugis, is going to say when he comes back after putting himself through so much hardship. Is he going to apologize, saying he's sorry? Or will he say, "Thank you"?

No, I'm sure he won't say anything. He's such an unpredictable guy. It was easy for Mattia to imagine that.

Yes, he'd tell Kalia something to quiet her down. He would say something to cheer her up. But I'm sure I don't have the words. I don't have it.

Suddenly, Mattia came back to himself and sighed heavily. What the hell am I getting myself into? Reason and wisdom are the only ones that can judge everything. It's not like me to be disturbed by emotions.

As I was holding Kalia back from leaving the room with her silver fluttering again, there was a loud knock at the door.

First a loud one, then two smaller ones.

It was no doubt a visit from his collaborator, the elf.

"My Master, I have good news. The tower has moved. The time has come for the bedrock to crack.

The six eyes widened at the sound of that low, blood-curdling voice.

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