Eight Hundred and Seventy Sixth "Love" And "Hate"
"Rama... my lord...?"
When such an extremely weak voice reached Rama's ears, Rama froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
this voice...
This feeling...
"Sita...?"
It was the wife of Rama's day and night thoughts.
And when Rama froze in place because of his wife's voice, the surrounding Celtic warriors grabbed their weapons and charged towards Rama as if they had seized the opportunity.
This behavior naturally irritated Rama.
"Let's not get in the way——!"
Rama shouted with more excitement and louder voice than ever before, and the Immortal Blade in his hand was like a roulette wheel, like a blooming sword dance, fiercely swung around.
"Boom!"
Amidst the bombardment-like sound, strong winds blew from around Rama like a storm, and the magic power burst out like an explosion, causing the Celtic warriors who charged to be blown away by the blowing wind on the spot. , was even cut in the middle by the Immortal Blade, and disintegrated in mid-air on the spot, turning into a state of being cut in two, carrying hot blood, spilling to the side like a piece of meat.
Rama beheaded all the Celtic warriors who were in the way on the spot, then turned around sharply, and looked at the source of the previous sound.
There, a petite figure stood there at some point.
The same gorgeous clothes as Rama.
Same appearance as Rama.
His fiery red hair was tied into twin ponytails.
In his hand, he tightly held a longbow.
That figure, that appearance, it is impossible for Rama to admit his mistake.
"Lord Rama...Lord Rama..."
The girl named Sita stood there, calling Rama's name incessantly as if in a dream.
"Sita... Yu's wife..."
And after confirming that my eyes saw correctly,
Rama also trembled his lips, and even the hand holding the Immortal Blade trembled slightly like never before.
This is something that absolutely could not have happened in the past.
The hand holding the sword trembled, which was impossible for an excellent swordsman.
As a hero who has inherited superb martial arts, even though Archer is his strongest class, he is also a top-level follower when he manifests as Saber, and there should be no such situation where the hand holding the sword trembles.
But at this very moment, Rama's hands did tremble.
only because...
"Sita...in front of Yu..."
From this point alone, one can imagine how Rama felt.
Because of the curse, the two couldn't meet anyway, and even if they did, it would definitely not be a happy situation.
However, because of the master's relationship, Rama's current curse has been suppressed to a certain extent.
Yes.
The curse on Rama has been suppressed to a certain extent.
Even if not all of them, but no matter how they were suppressed, even if it wasn't long, it should be able to let Rama see Sita.
Rama thought that all of this was due to the gift of the master, which made Rama's heart ecstatic and moved.
"Sita...Sita...I finally meet you...Sita...!"
Rama stretched out his hand in the direction of Sita, and leaned over in a trance.
However...
"Sita...?"
Finding that Sita was still standing there like a dream, with no other reaction at all, Rama couldn't help but stop.
For this...
"Ah...Lord Rama..."
Sita looked at him as if she hadn't noticed Rama's existence until now, and her voice slowly came out, as if she was crying.
"Why don't you want to believe me? Why?"
Sita's weeping question made Rama hold his breath on the spot.
But Sita didn't stop.
"I did not betray you, I am innocent, even if I fell into the hands of the devil for fourteen years, I am still innocent, otherwise I would not be able to live in this world, and I would not be able to wait for you to save me, ah, Luo Lord Morda, why don't you want to believe me?"
Tears flowed from Sita's eyes, and the questions that appeared in her mouth were like sharp knives, piercing directly into Rama's heart.
"Sita...! Sita...!"
Rama rushed to Sita desperately and hugged her.
"It's Yu's mistake! It's Yu's mistake! Yu shouldn't have abandoned you! You shouldn't have been wronged like this!"
Rama also shouted loudly.
It's a pity that Sita was still crying like she was dreaming, as if she didn't realize that Rama was embracing her at all.
"I know that Lord Rama is no longer the down-and-out prince who could only wander with me back then. You are the king, the great king of Kosala. You need to fight for the country and reassure the people, and I, It's just a doll that once fell into the hands of the devil, a woman who is not worthy of Lord Rama. Such a woman has already become notorious. It is normal for Lord Rama to abandon me, it is a normal thing, right... ?”
Sita kept talking like this, but her tone began to change after she said it.
But Rama was not aware of this.
"No! No!" Rama hugged Sita tightly and shouted with all his strength: "I believe in you! I have always believed in you! Sita!"
Hearing this, Sita suddenly laughed.
Laughing extremely sternly.
"Will Lord Rama trust me?"
Sita laughed like a broken doll.
"But, I have always hated you, Lord Rama."
As soon as the voice fell...
"Pfft!"
With the sound of tearing flesh, an arrow shot out from Rama's back, bringing out a large amount of blood.
Severe pain entered Rama's mind.
"What...?"
Rama opened his eyes wide.
There, everything is unbelievable.
"Ha ha ha ha ha..."
Sita just smiled blindly, pulled out the arrow, and continued to stab Rama's abdomen.
"Snapped!"
Amidst the crisp sound, this time, Sita's arrow failed to penetrate Rama's body, but Rama stretched out a hand and caught it in front of his abdomen.
"Sita...you..."
Rama covered his blood-stained abdomen with one hand, and firmly grasped Sita's hand holding the same red-stained arrow with the other hand. The eyes that watched Sita finally showed seriousness.
Only then did Rama realize that Sita was abnormal.
That dazed, dreamy, bewildered and even dull expression was nothing like the expressions that Sita had in the past.
And on such Sita's face, there are still black lines emerging.
If Luo Zhen were here, he would definitely find the real body of these lines.
Because these lines are exactly the same as those of the servants who were polluted and blackened by the black mud gushing out of the
"Sita!"
Rama shouted at Sita.
"Hehe...hehehehe..."
Sita just smiled there.
Finally, make a sound like this.
"May I ask you to die, Lord Rama?"
After speaking such cruel words, the fine clothes on Sita's body were finally dyed black.
Rama immediately retreated violently.
"call out----!"
Almost at the same time, the blood-stained arrow was put on the bow by Sita and shot out, facing Rama's pupils shrunk down to the size of a needle point, and directly enlarged.
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