"You won." William coughed softly in embarrassment, "But your expectations actually came true, which surprises me."

He sighed, slowly picked up the magic sword beside him, and threw it to the smiling missionary. The other man nodded quietly, turned around and left. Merlin quickly closed his eyes, feeling intense fatigue.

Next, he fell into a deep sleep. His soul still needed some time to recover. He had been worrying too much before, but now everything was ready and all he needed was the east wind. He could take advantage of this time to take a good rest.

When William saw Merlin slumped in the chair, he pursed his lips slightly and couldn't help but smile and stroke the little boy's head: "You have worked very hard, it will be okay."

The Nightmare's soul was not as tired as the boy's soul, and because of this, he was able to gain control of Merlin's body.

Merlin suddenly opened his eyes, startling William. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes and yawned loudly.

I'm just worried that something might happen to you... Really, this guy discovered our plan... He's really a monster.

Because he did not use the power of nightmares, the little boy's eyes did not turn into a strange deep purple, but his temperament was completely different from his previous one. If he was a puddle of water before, then he is now a piece of cold ice.

Merlin's chin rose a lot, Erlang's legs crossed, and he generously grabbed the fruit from the fruit plate on the gambling table and started chewing it.

"You... weren't you going to sleep just now?" William asked in surprise, "Why are you up again?"

Merlin turned his head, glanced at him coldly, grabbed another large piece of fruit and ate it without intending to reply to the man's words. The boy chewed it two or three times, until he realized that the atmosphere between the two of them was really serious.

It was a little weird. I twitched my brows twice, pretended to smile, and then said in an unskilled way: "I...I suddenly realized that I was a little hungry! And this fruit is very good.

eat!"

"Oh, oh..." William always felt that for a moment, the little boy looked at him as if he were looking at a piece of booger stuck to the wall.

Thousands of words condensed into one sentence, this child was completely different from a few seconds ago. This was not just a matter of being invisible, it was as if his eyes had grown to his nostrils.

"Don't do this kind of thing again next time." William whispered, "But there is no need for you to help me, I am very powerful."

"Yeah." Merlin ate a bright red strawberry sullenly, "But wasn't your sword also taken away?"

The man's throat was obviously choked: "Well, this is just a mistake, not to mention, it will definitely come back."

"Why?" Merlin didn't look directly at William. He continued to stuff a piece of green fruit into his mouth and yawned loudly. As a result, he choked and almost coughed out everything in his mouth.

William grinned, patted Merlin's back moderately with his right hand, and said: "Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you. Also, my sword is a magic sword. I said it can fly back, so it will definitely work."

Fly back."

Yes, yes... I know your sword can fly back to your hand, I just think it will become very awkward if we don't say anything between the two of us.

Merlin half-opened his eyes and yawned loudly. He checked his surroundings repeatedly to see if there might be any emergencies, then closed his eyes again and fell asleep lightly.

Nightmare Merlin didn't dare to use magic in front of this guy. If he was discovered, it would be over. Everything had already changed to some extent when the missionary used the second wish in advance. The current state is really too bad.

If there are three longs and two shorts, everything will be lost.

Of course, this also changed William and Anthony's views on themselves to a certain extent. But he doesn't need to worry too much about these small details, not under a specific time point, as long as Merlin doesn't do certain things.

If you act out of line, the direction of the whole thing will not change decisively.

Nightmare Merlin only took over the boy's body to confirm whether the situation had changed. There was nothing to do with him in the next three days. The two souls finally recovered a little bit from the long sleep. In this case, after

The probability of making mistakes during combat will be greatly reduced.

Regarding the issue of how to go to the battlefield, Merlin and Marquez discussed that the best way was to ask William to take them there. As long as they shamelessly begged him, it shouldn't be a problem. According to Marquez's guess, he would be there by then

You should put yourself in front of the hotel door and let yourself go in for a while.

Three days later, Merlin was no longer willing to count how many times this had happened. Anyway, the result was that the roof of the casino was blown off, and William was firmly by his side. And when he called him "Mr. Amani"

, but he said that he was William, and that the previous "legendary gambling star" was just one of his identities...

Ah... I have heard these things before, why does God want me to suffer like this...

It still took Merlin a while to get out of the shock wave spread by the divine blood. He turned to look at William, who was groaning in pain, and resisted wanting to kick him awake, and then let him go.

He had no urge to go to the scene of the incident immediately, but walked forward, shook his quiver vigorously, and said: "Mr. William, wake up! Look, something seems to be rising from the sky over there!"

That person seems to be destroying this place!"

William was shaken awake by Merlin and groaned twice in pain before he stood up unsteadily. He looked into the distance and saw that the battle not far away had just begun. Several machetes were spinning in the air. If you were not careful,

Look, most people must have thought that there was a silvery sickle flying around. In the end, Anthony's machete was no match for the sword created by the bishop, and it collapsed weakly under the flying sparks.

William rubbed his temples and clenched his teeth: "That damn fat guy...boy, don't move here, be careful to protect yourself——"

"——I want to go together!" Merlin interrupted William before he could finish his words.

"Too dangerous——"

"——I want to go together!" Merlin clung to William's trouser leg. In William's opinion, this stubborn behavior was obviously seeking death.

On the battlefield on the other side, Laurent missed his first round of artillery shells, and colorful circles of scorching light appeared in the air. The dense rain of weapons collapsed under the fierce fire. There were two thuds, [

There were actually two golden figures flashing on top of the Choir's machine, one big and one small.

William just threw Merlin to Laurent who was caught off guard, and said slightly teasingly: "This little guy insists on coming with me, so I will leave it to you to take care of him."

Laurent hugged the little boy who was thrown down from the front. After seeing his face clearly, he said in surprise: "Ah! Hello, it seems that our fate has not been broken yet!"

"Well...I'm a little dizzy..." Merlin said weakly.

He was immediately stuffed into a small seat next to Laurent, and the [Master Craftsman] warned Merlin thoughtfully: "There are no seat belts on this craft, and you have to tighten the armrests on both sides."

Hold on tight!"

Laurent looked at William who was about to attack again, raised his eyebrows and said: "Rogue, where is your original sword?"

"It's exported!" After William said this, he kicked off his legs and jumped directly into the air to fight with this missionary who was ruthless and didn't talk much.

Before the seat was warm, Merlin had to extend the thread of time from his hands. William's figure was accelerated to a point beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even William himself could not reach it. In just an instant, the opponent's head and hands were once again moved by him.

Once the chop fell down, the first hurdle was passed easily.

What follows is the highlight.

"Laurent Reality, do you also want this thing on the ground?" Merlin had just pointed out the direction of the divine blood with his own hands, and the damn missionary sneaked to the edge of the shield, still holding William's hand.

The magic sword is about to use his last wish to cut through the shield in front of him!

[I hope the sharp blade in my hand can cut through the shackles around the divine blood.]

Before everyone had come to their senses, the missionary held the sword in his right hand, put the palm of his left hand on the bottom of the hilt, and pushed forward violently. A hole was punched out in the space-time barrier in front of him! It could accommodate one person to pass through.

The door opening was cut out, revealing the sophisticated and noble divine blood inside.

The missionary took off the white necklace representing the miracle stone statue from his neck and put it on the middle finger of his left hand. His left hand was about to be raised and stretched forward. But...his action

It was so slow, as if it took him an hour to put the necklace in front of the divine blood.

Three illusory threads were connected to his back, and the source of the threads was Merlin who was trying to tighten the threads. He calmly pulled his right hand back and reminded loudly: "Mr. Laurent

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Chapter completed!