Chapter 198 The Saint's Crusade

Claire didn't need to say much. Although canned food was not that hard to swallow, it was still canned food after all. No matter how hard you tried, it couldn't be made delicious.

Tasting the delicious food made by Roya, Claire didn't feel anything before, but now she felt that what she had eaten before was nothing.

Looking at Roya with a slightly resentful look, Roya responded with the same strange look.

"Claire, why are you looking at me? Is there anything?"

"No, nothing."

Claire actually wanted to ask if she could be taken along when eating, but her strong self-esteem prevented Claire from making such a request.

In this way, after saying goodbye to Claire, Roya practiced the ultimate sword skill called Purple Lightning by himself.

Although his own thinking was important, Roya still pulled Greyvas out.

Greyvas looked at Roya's figure and was amazed.

"Great progress, but there is still room for improvement."

Greyvas began to guide Roya step by step, and the way of guidance was to personally go on stage and feed Roya with sword moves.

The speed of Zidian was indeed fast, but after that amazing feeling, this level of speed was nothing in front of Roya.

After all, what Roya learned was also the fast sword, the kind of pure and extreme fast sword that pursued a one-hit kill.

The reason why Roya continued to learn this sword dance was that he saw many possibilities in it.

It can derive many sword moves, as long as Roya polishes it a little, it will be another set of sword dance.

When the two practiced against each other, the surrounding vegetation would always suffer an unprecedented disaster.

By the evening, the Elf Forest was already a mess.

Greyvas waved her hand and told Roya to go back and rest. She herself yawned and walked towards the academy.

Roya shrugged and disappeared on the spot.

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Knocked on Alice's door, Alice's footsteps came from the room, the door opened, Alice was wearing a blue and white apron, Alice smiled at Luo Ya and said: "You're back?"

Compared to the day before, Alice's face was no longer so immature and shy.

Luo Ya nodded and walked into the house. The table was already filled with several dishes that looked quite good.

Alice pointed to the chair and said to Luo Ya: "Well, sit down, I don't know if you like it, try it."

Take off the coat, pick it up with chopsticks, taste it slightly, and Luo Ya affirmed to Alice.

"It's delicious."

Getting Luo Ya's affirmation, Alice also smiled.

Chatting casually about the little things that happened in the college, listening to Alice complaining about the dishonesty of the college students, Luo Ya felt a little smile.

Alice is a rigid person, not only to others, but also to herself.

After complaining about the students in the school, Alice frowned and said to Roya: "The academy has been a little uneasy recently, and the dark elves around have always felt more active."

Roya nodded, not taking Alice's words to heart. Looking at the worried girl, Roya comforted her casually, then took a shower and lay on the bed, ready to fall asleep.

Esther's voice sounded in Roya's mind.

"Master, do you need me to warm the bed?"

Roya replied: "No."

Then the two did not talk anymore. Roya did not tell Esther about the dream. Roya wanted to know Esther better and know Esther's past.

Roya closed his eyes and began to count sheep.

But in fact, the more he wanted to fall asleep, the more he couldn't fall asleep. Roya, who couldn't fall asleep, began to chat with Esther.

"Ester, you don't have to call me master in the future."

Ester's unique cold voice came: "Okay, Roya."

Roya turned around, looked at the pink wall, and asked curiously: "What do you think of my sword dance, Esther?"

The topic came to the sword dance in the afternoon. This was the only topic Roya could think of, but he wanted to hear more praises for his beloved sword.

Ester did not hesitate to praise Roya's sword dance from the perspective of a bystander.

Ester still remembers the amazing feeling even now.

Roya was praised by Esster and felt happy.

Ester suddenly said at the end: "Just."

The most feared thing in everything is to hear the word "just". Roya's heart was lifted and he asked curiously: "Just what?"

"The master's sword dance feels more suitable for the fire attribute elves. Although I can perform well with it, I always feel that it will be a little worse."

Roya thought for a moment and nodded.

What Esther said was true, but as a sword elf of the highest level, the power contained in her was no less than Roya's.

As he thought about it, he felt sleepy and entered the dream again.

Between opening and closing his eyes, the scene was turned upside down.

Roya began to observe the surroundings, and his sight was directly attracted by the dazzling figure in front of him.

It was a girl, a girl bathed in light, holding a gorgeous steel sword in her hand, with complex patterns carved on the sword, emitting a dazzling light under the sunlight.

Alessia.

Her long golden hair swayed with the wind. She was wearing armor and her expression was covered by the helmet. Alessia used her right hand to pierce all the monsters in front of her expressionlessly.

These monsters were all dark elves that had gone berserk. Dark elves were difficult to deal with. Even if ordinary elves killed them, they could not make them disappear completely. They would gather in black mist and re-form in the same posture after a period of time, and then continue to wreak havoc on the world.

But the monsters killed by Alessia would not turn into mist.

Under Roya's gaze, the monsters let out a shrill cry, and the holy sword burst into a brilliant light. This rich light was like a raging flame, directly melting the monster's body and finally dissipating in this world.

Roya was amazed and sighed. Should we say that it is worthy of being the Holy Sword of Demon Slayer?

It turns out that the name of the Holy Sword of Demon Slayer came from here.

Alessia's sword dance was very simple, but it was also not lacking in beauty. Simplicity does not mean simplicity. Alessia has a lot of combat experience, and even Roya could not find any faults.

The silver-white armor on Alessia's body exuded a faint light. There were many enemies, but Alessia was the only one here.

To be precise, Alessia was the only one here now.

In the distance, a group of princesses were fighting a difficult battle with monsters.

But it was obvious that Alessia did not count on those people at all.

As long as it was a battle, there would inevitably be mistakes.

Alessia, who turned into a meat grinder, stabbed a huge bear monster with a sword, and a black demon wolf surrounded by flames suddenly jumped out from the side. The demon wolf stretched out its claws and grabbed Alessia.

The claws pierced the armor easily, but finally stopped under the girl's skin.

Roya frowned and felt the faint divine power fluctuations emanating from Alessia.

What is this? Is it the passive of the Demon-Slaying Holy Sword?

Alessia cast her eyes on the demon wolf. The girl did not panic. She stretched out her left hand to grab the demon wolf's neck and smashed it hard downwards.

Alessia's smash directly created a huge hole in the ground, and the demon wolf was also knocked unconscious by this blow.

After the demon-killing holy sword in her right hand absorbed all the demonic energy, Alessia directly pierced the demon wolf on the ground.

After the demon wolf died, the mist emitted from its body was very much, even three or four times more than that of the bear monster.

Looking at the pierced mark on the armor, Alessia frowned.

At this time, Roya heard Esther's slightly concerned words.

"Master, are you okay?"

This was the first time Roya heard the conversation between the two in his dream. It was obviously not the first time for the two to talk, but it was the first time Roya heard the conversation between the two.

Roya could feel a little sour from Esther's tone of voice, and Esther could not help but feel a little sour.

Esther has never cared about me so much.

Obviously I am your master too.

Roya whispered in his heart, and then cast his eyes on Alessia's skin.

The girl's skin was very good, not rough because of the battle, nor dark because of the sun exposure, Alessia's skin can still be described as white and tender like jade.

Alessia said lightly: "It's okay, I have your [Steel Protection], it can't hurt me."

Roya looked at Alessia with some emotion. Alessia was also an expressionless person. It is estimated that Esther's cold expression was also learned from Alessia. Putting these miscellaneous thoughts behind, Roya silently remembered the Steel Protection in his mind, and prepared to find an opportunity to ask Esther when the time comes.

The battle continued, and just like that, Alessia killed her way into the huge castle.

Along the way, Alessia showed considerable strength, even the upper elves were solved with one sword.

Without the blessing of magic, Roya could only rely on his naked eyes and senses to observe Alessia's heroic sword dance. As he watched, Roya frowned.

Roya was a person who had experienced many worlds. He had his own knowledge. After watching for so long, he had noticed something was wrong.

Every time the holy sword killed a dark elf, the mist it produced was absorbed by the holy sword.

This mist carried a strong ominous aura. It was more like a curse than a mist.

The holy sword called the Demon-Slaying Holy Sword did not purify the curse, but it was constantly absorbing the curse.

In other words, it did not have the function of purification.

Thinking of the fact that Alessia disappeared after destroying the Demon King in history, and the whole person never appeared in everyone's sight again like a legend, Roya could not help but have an extremely bad premonition in his heart.

Could it be?

The battle continued little by little, and Alessia came to the place called the Demon King's bedroom.

This was a huge room, and at this time, a man was sitting at the top.

The man was surrounded by a violent aura, and his powerful divine power was washing around him recklessly. The moment he saw the other party, Alessia directly grasped the Demon-Slaying Holy Sword and attacked him.

There was no opening speech, nor did he introduce who he was and who the other party was like in the novel, and then exaggerate the power between the two.

But even so, Roya could know the other party's identity from the aura he exuded.

Solomon, the demon king who brought suffering to this land, is rumored to have an elf master with 72 contracted elves.

The battle was about to start, and Alessia's Demon-Slaying Holy Sword burst out with unprecedented light. The silver-white sword body was like a bright moon. The surrounding darkness could not erode the white light. The two divine powers collided and resisted each other.

Solomon showed a sarcastic smile, his pair of scarlet eyes opened, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I am the infinite netherworld from the other world, the punisher of the eternal sin--"

A long sword as black as ink appeared out of thin air in his right hand. The long sword was wrapped with a strong ominous aura. The breath of death and decay almost filled the entire palace. This kind of breath, Roya once felt a similar taste on a person, that person was Greyvas.

The Demon-Slaying Holy Sword collided with the Demon Sword, and the two powerful forces resisted each other. The battle between the two was deadlocked.

But it was obvious that Alessia was not Solomon's opponent in terms of strength, and fell into a very obvious passive position in the competition of strength.

Alessia noticed this and changed her strategy. She turned sideways and kicked Solomon with a whip kick, and then used the force to retreat behind her.

Then Alessia began to consume Solomon with sword dance.

The battle continued. Alessia's sword dance was very exquisite. The exquisite sword dance allowed Roya to enjoy a rare visual feast. In comparison, Solomon's sword dance could not be called a sword dance at all. He was just using brute force and slashing recklessly.

There was no skill at all. Even a senior swordsman would probably have a higher level of skill than Solomon.

But even so, every slash of Solomon was undoubtedly extremely terrifying. Under the dual suppression of divine power and strength, he fought Alessia evenly.

Alessia's divine power was not weak, but it was still inferior to the opponent. Alessia's only advantage was her exquisite sword dance.

The fight between the two became more intense. The violent divine power shattered the ground, and the surrounding walls also cracked under the pressure of the divine power.

Every time the black long sword collided with the silver-white steel sword, a huge roar would be heard.

The powerful divine power swept in all directions. Alessia turned sideways to avoid Solomon's slash, and the Demon-Slaying Holy Sword was held tightly by Alessia.