The girl let out a scream, and the wind vanished as the power of the emblem disappeared abruptly.
Alphonse ducked to avoid the rain of weapons the necromancer unleashed in his direction, and ignoring his injured knee, quickly approached the wounded Priscilla and the headless zombie that was tightly strangling her.
The monster used its remaining right arm to hook around Priscilla's neck, its missing left arm nowhere to be found. Even so, the force was so great that the injured Priscilla could not break free.
Alphonse used his sharp dagger to sever the monster's right arm at the knuckles and then slammed it away with his shoulder.
He accidentally touched the wound on his shoulder and felt a sharp pain, but he still helped the girl and they fled into the dark alley.
The two emerged from another exit of the alley and ran towards the east gate of the capital without looking back.
Shidu had three city gates: the south gate, which served as the main gate of the city; the west gate, which served as the entrance and exit for cargo wagons; and the east gate.
At this point, I don't care about anything else. I'll go whichever exit is closest to me. As long as I escape this dead city, there's still hope for survival.
Alphonse broke free from Priscilla's grasp and collapsed to his knees, utterly exhausted.
"I...I'm about to pass out, you should go first..."
Priscilla knew he was about to say something about abandoning him and running away, so she immediately interrupted him:
"Stop talking and get up! If you're going to stay here, I'll stay here with you!"
Priscilla's unwavering devotion to him stirred a wave of emotion within Alphonse.
He stood up despite the pain in his knee and grasped Priscilla's outstretched right hand.
By this time, dawn had quietly arrived.
The first rays of sunlight shone through the east gate into the city of Wominbele, a place now overrun by zombies.
Beyond the exit of the East Gate lies a sea of lush green trees covered in snow.
Having successfully escaped the ruined city, the two breathed a sigh of relief. Although their pace slowed, they still made their way into the sea of trees at a minimal running speed.
"I don't have the patience to play hide-and-seek with kids. Get out here right now!"
The sinister and vicious voice of the brown-haired sorcerer still echoed in the sea of trees.
"Damn it... I thought that by escaping the Capital, I could escape the clutches of the necromancers. But..."
The girl, who was hiding with Alphonse under a large banyan tree, disregarded her own injuries and tore off a piece of her clothing to bandage the bleeding wound on Alphonse's knee.
“Priscilla…”
"Stop saying those things! Don't give up!" Priscilla suddenly interrupted Alphonse.
“I haven’t given up. What I want to say is, let’s escape in different directions,” Alphonse said seriously, his tone more solemn than ever before.
"well?"
“I’ve thought of a way to escape, but this method only works for one person. I think you can escape quickly by yourself with the help of the wind, but I’m different, and this is the only way for me to escape from their clutches.”
"I don't understand, I don't understand what you're saying!"
“Let’s part ways at the next fork in the road. You go right, I’ll go left. Don’t worry, I won’t die so easily. I still need to go back to the Ice Palace to find Desfield!”
This time, the boy's attitude was very firm.
Alphonse finally persuaded Priscilla and promised that after successfully escaping the Sea of Trees, recovering from his injuries, and returning to find Desfield, he would immediately go to the capital to find Priscilla.
“Let’s… make a pinky promise. I learned it from some kids in Wamming Belle yesterday. They say if two people make a pinky promise, it will come true.”
She suggested it softly and shyly.
"good."
Before parting, the boy and girl solemnly hooked their pinkies together, hoping that their promise would be fulfilled so that they could meet again someday.
Priscilla ran towards the sunrise, constantly looking back at Alphonse, until the two could no longer see each other.
Despite traveling at top speed with the help of wind-enhanced magic, the dangerous aura was getting ever closer to Priscilla.
It must be that troublesome enemy who is gradually catching up with her.
Even so, it doesn't mean that Alphonse is out of danger.
No one had ever told her that there was only one necromancer.
So what exactly was the "way he could escape" that Alphonse mentioned? He didn't tell her the details until their parting.
Could it be... that there is no such way to escape? Priscilla recalled that at the end of the direction Alphonse was heading, there was a sheer cliff.
Oh no, I was so foolish to have been tricked by that idiot!
When Priscilla turned around, anxiously trying to find Alphonse, she was shocked to discover that the approaching necromancer was blocking her path.
"Found you, young lady." The sorcerer grinned as he spotted his prey, still fiddling with several daggers in his hands.
Priscilla took a step back, now in a dilemma—if she continued running backwards, she could escape, but she was worried about Alphonse.
If you want to find the boy by following the original path, you must first defeat the enemy in front of you.
“That kid, I reckon my men are entertaining him right now. You two—you’re not going to escape our grasp, Princess Priscilla.”
Despite her injuries, Priscilla was determined to fight back with all her might against the approaching necromancer. She had no time or inclination to concern herself with trivial matters like how her true identity had been discovered.
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