Fake?


    When asrell said the word, Loren first recalled two different versions of the "asrell legend" - in the south of lottel, he was a goblin keen to tease people; In the bitter northwest, he became a devil who loved blood sacrifice.


    In his previous life, there was a concept of so-called "myth prototype", which means that there are similarities between various legends, even from the same source, because different regional customs and environments will evolve into different shapes.


    The sword in the tree in Nibelungen, the sword in the stone in King Arthur and the durandel (eternal sword) in Roland''s song can be regarded as different looks similar to legends, and there must be some correlation between them; Even a legend will change its original appearance due to the change of customs and regions.


    "No, dear Loren, it''s not what you think. She has done more hateful things than that." Asriel''s expression is unprecedented dignified, even in the face of mazka. There is deep disgust in her scarlet eyes:


    "She stole my name and even tried to replace my existence."


    Instead... Lauren noticed the boy''s words.


    Can evil gods replace each other?


    Ariel smiled gently, implicit and elegant, polite, standing in place like a lady, her affectionate eyes were like a deep spring, quietly staring at the black haired wizard.


    It''s like... At the beginning, the contradiction between the two people was that Asriel first let himself come to lottel in some way, and when his story - or horror legend began to spread, Ariel stole his name and legend. And replace it in a more terrible way.


    Indeed, compared with Asriel''s story of playing with human nature, the bloody and cruel living sacrifice sounds more terrible, more shocking and easy to penetrate into the hearts of the people.


    "But Ariel failed." the girl gently pursed the corners of her mouth and shook her head with a smile. "Who could have thought that the last two legends had become one? It''s really lucky, Asriel, Asriel, otherwise we wouldn''t have met like this."


    There was no smile on the boy''s face. It was still cold as ice.


    Loren vaguely knows why - the terrain of lottel is rugged, and each territory is relatively closed, which will not have a great impact on the surrounding areas. I''m afraid this is the reason why the two legends can coexist.


    "You dare to stand in front of me and talk like this. You''re really confident, fake." the young man''s exquisite face is more or less ferocious, and his fingernails gradually turn into short but sharp claws:


    "Don''t worry about me tearing the body... You''re attached to into pieces?"


    Body?!


    "Yes, poor Ariel is not as lucky as silly Asriel. She can meet dear Loren and find a sealed vampire." the girl''s gentle expression showed some helplessness:


    "The real Ariel corona died when she arrived at my temple. Before she died, she accidentally hurt the tendon of her ankle. It''s really distressing; people have to be barefoot, otherwise it will be strange to walk."


    with one ''s hair standing on end!


    No wonder her body is as cold as ice, and there is no heartbeat... Most importantly, she is an evil god.


    And I actually had no scruples about letting her and Ayn together. I''m really too relaxed!


    "The barefoot one is just your quirky, crazy performance artist." the boy who took back his claws did not forget to be vicious, but it sounded like a bluff to Loren:


    "If you dare to appear in front of me like this, it also proves that you have no fear, right?"


    Ariel''s pale thin lips showed a lovely smile:


    "The nine pointed star Holy Grail is behind me. It''s hard to imagine. Its aftereffects alone have restored me a lot of strength. If I can get it..."


    "You will die without a burial place!"


    Asriel''s threat made the girl smile and turned her eyes to the dark haired Wizard:


    "Dear Loren, do you remember our agreement? Ariel has helped you get the Holy Blood potion and found your friend. Now can you... Do poor Ariel a little favor?"


    This tone is as like as two peas in Aas Muriel.


    Or are they related to their "Legends". In order to maintain their "existence" in the world, they must make their appearance, words and deeds conform to their images in the legends?


    Loren''s silence made the girl frown, and Asriel, who looked at her, smiled proudly: "you''d better stop this old trick. He''s used to it here; if you want to talk about Loren, you have to be more shameless, a little bit!"


    "Ariel is different from Asriel. People will never hide anything from their loved ones - Ariel will tell him without reservation as long as he wants to know."


    The girl opened her thin lips slightly and thought: "Asriel... Why are you so afraid to let Loren touch the Holy Grail? Your secretive attitude easily makes people suspect that you are malicious."


    "Because ''truth'' often means danger, which you should know deeply, fake!" the young man snorted "hate" and went back:


    "Your so-called sincerity will only kill your ''sweetheart'' - but I guess you will pretend to be pathetic and innocent and squeeze out a drop or two of tears... Oh, sorry, I forgot, your body is already a dead man, and the dead won''t shed tears!"


    "How can you say that?" the girl was still so innocent.


    "Because we are all... Asriel." the boy''s eyes were cold:


    "It''s that simple!"


    Ariel''s expression changed slightly, and the atmosphere seemed to stagnate.


    "I''m sorry to interrupt you... Er, flirting." Lauren, who turned up his mouth and suddenly opened his mouth, smiled at them: "although it''s impolite, I''ve been silent since the beginning."


    "So I think it''s almost time to make it clear!"


    The expressions of the two "Asriel" were stunned at the same time.


    "I know what the nine pointed star Holy Grail is, but what is the ''truth''?" the black haired wizard said calmly, "since we are all ready to get it, we might as well make it clear now?"


    "Of course, if dear Loren wants to know."


    The girl smiled gently and stared at the black pupils: "as you know, the nine pointed star Holy Grail is actually a key, which can open the gap between the void and the material world."


    "This is a very huge and terrible force - it is equivalent to opening the valves of two overlapping worlds. Under the violent interaction, no one knows what will happen in the end, but there is no doubt that it is absolutely terrible!"


    "But such terrible power can also bring many benefits, especially for wizards - they can enter the void without using the Holy Grail as the carrier of their consciousness through meditation; where the power of the Holy Grail is spread, all spells and alchemy are no longer limited by the material world, of course, on the premise that they have to know how to use it."


    The more he went on, the more ugly Asriel''s expression became, as if he were mentioning something that frightened him:


    "As for the so-called ''truth''..."