Chapter 138 137. My daughter, when you were born, the entire forest of Gramamo Island was whispering.
While the student party, Sister Pomegranate and her little boss accepted Brother Mingmiao's invitation to have sex offline, important things were happening in the Transia region.
But it didn't happen near Cadman City, where order had been quickly established, but in a place that was closely related to Murphy.
Moreland Village.
In the temporary camp of witch hunters, the dozen or so witch hunters who survived the battle against Salokdar have now completed all preparations before their journey. They are about to meet up with Major Fraser when night falls tomorrow.
Then escort him out of the Transian region and return to the pioneer fortress in East Prussia.
This journey represents the end of the "bad relationship" between the witch hunters and Transia in the near future.
But the atmosphere in the camp at this time was not cheerful, and even a little heavy.
In the past ten years, the witch hunters as a group have suffered too much and witnessed too many deaths and separations, but this time is extraordinary.
They lost their Lord of White Oak, and the last leader left them after the collapse of the old religion.
This is no less than a feeling that the sky has fallen for the currently gloomy White Oak Chapter, and the worst part is that the successor chosen by Knight Finock at the last moment is still in a state of severe "mental internal friction."
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The most tragic thing is that Captain Natalie does not have a magical second uncle who can help her resolve her knot.
Scout Amber came over with a dinner, but saw Norman and Porter outside the closed door. The two veterans were guarding there with sad faces.
Anbo came over and took a quick look, and saw that the meal that had been delivered in the morning was now sitting at the door unopened.
Wearing a blindfold, she sighed and asked softly:
"Captain still hasn't responded?"
"Well, it's just like dying."
The vulgar one-armed veteran Porter had a familiar Zaun flavor when he opened his mouth. It could be seen that he was also very nervous, but unfortunately, this old soldier who had not gone to school for a few days really couldn't say anything heart-warming.
He said:
"Should we break in and drag her out? She just stayed there holding the sword. She didn't eat or sleep. She didn't say a word from the time she woke up until now. She looked like she was stupid."
"Didn't you feel the same way when your father died?"
Norman, a masked veteran, yelled with damaged vocal cords:
"Give her some time. Little Natalie is a strong warrior. The old leader also gave her a responsibility. I believe she will cheer up.
An Bo, what are other people’s opinions?”
Norman looked at the last remaining member of his team of hunters.
The scout put the dinner in his hand aside, glanced around, and whispered:
"Everyone has no objections to Natalie taking over as Chapter Leader. Except for a few people who think that Natalie's strength is too poor, everyone believes in Lord Finock's judgment, and after all, Natalie was judged by the Glamour Elders.
The person who predicts.
What I'm worried about now is not everyone's side, but the people in the pioneer fortress.
I believe they are all very loyal to Lord Finock, but Natalie has almost no authority among them, and we are the only ones left with more than 1,400 people.
If this matter is not handled well, the White Oak Chapter, which has persisted for ten years, may also suffer
well."
"It's no use talking about this now."
Porter, the grumpy veteran, flexed his fingers and said:
"Natalie's problem is the most important, she must cheer up immediately!"
"Say less."
Veteran Norman made a gesture, glanced at the closed door, and said:
"By tonight! If she still doesn't come out, then we will take action."
"Um."
The other two nodded, Norman still had prestige among them.
However, their conversation was not hidden from Natalie Finokea Lawson in the room.
As a Black Iron-level witch hunter, although Natalie does not have a particularly outstanding advantage in terms of absolute strength, as the daughter of a Golden Knight and a Silver Saint, her potential and talent are far beyond ordinary people.
, the degree of being loved by natural psychic energy is naturally stronger than others.
It's not because she can't do it because she hasn't started the Silver Trial yet.
But because she understands the key points of the power stage of the Black Iron level, she would rather spend more time polishing her foundation to perfection.
Years of war career have also made her spirit and character relatively tough among her peers. Although her life goals are somewhat confused, she is indeed a very good warrior.
But now, after suffering the blow of the death of her chapter leader and father, this strong lady also fell into emo.
She has a very bad relationship with her father.
Even in daily interactions, I would not call him, but just regard him as my superior, learn from him without any personal feelings.
She once thought that old Finock's fate had nothing to do with her, but when death came so real, she realized that it wasn't that she didn't want the family relationship between father and daughter, she just hadn't been ready.
And now, at an unexpected moment, she finally lost everything as she wished, and the last person related to her blood also disappeared from her life, leaving her truly "alone."
In the dim room, a sallow-looking Natalie held the large oak holy blade "Watcher" in her arms.
This was the last thing her father left for her.
But strictly speaking, the Great Oak Holy Blade does not belong to Old Finok.
This thing is the property of the Church of Avalon.
Even the White Knight Captain and a saint of the church is not qualified to gift it to his daughter, but now that the old religion has collapsed to what it is now, there are no Gray Knights in charge of the order of the church who will come to Natalie to ask for the holy relic.
The ill-tempered Holy Blade would jump and curse in the hands of old Fenok, but in Natalie's arms it was as quiet as a dead thing.
This is obviously because Natalie has not yet been recognized by the Holy Blade and has not established a spiritual connection. After all, she is not an old knight, and she can still maintain contact with the gods after the God of Avalon gave up on human believers.
Natalie was in a state of despair at this time.
She knew what she had to do and her responsibilities, but she just couldn't muster the energy or any idea to take action again.
She clearly knew that her situation was not right, but she lacked the motivation to get out of the current situation.
"Ahem"
A violent cough rose from her chest and made her shake a few times.
The injuries she sustained in the Blood Vulture Corridor had not fully healed, and she had not had enough water or rice for more than two days. She was so weak that she shook her arms, causing the big oak holy blade to slip from her arms and hit the ground. When the dust was splashed, she let it fall again.
The holy blade and the forest scabbard were separated.
The scabbard of this large sword is different from the completely enclosed scabbard of a one-handed sword.
The forest scabbard that Old Finock used magic to condense at the last moment of his life is essentially more like a "box" with a single edge, so that the user can pull out the sword in the shortest time for combat.
And it was this collision that caused the thing hidden in the old knight's scabbard to roll out, hitting Natalie's feet as she bent over.
The gray-haired Demon Hunter's eyes widened in an instant, and she didn't even care about the holy blade picking up the round thing.
A calculation orb!
It seems to be the type used by the otherworldly warriors under that damn vampire Murphy, but how did the old knight get it?
Why did he hide the calculation orb in the scabbard of the forest tree?
Most importantly, what is hidden in this orb?
With this question in mind, Natalie injected her natural psychic energy into the Calculation Orb.
This is not an authentic product made by halfling craftsmen. The psionic difference machine system that has been cracked by the strange craftsman Suc Feilun does not require identity verification. Therefore, a few seconds after the emerald green psionic energy is injected, it is inked by Ink.
The interface modified by Feimo jumped into Natalie's eyes.
There is a big "File to be played" prompt on the weak psychic projection.
Natalie hesitated for a moment, then reached out and tapped on the psychic projection.
She had seen how those alien warriors operated the halfling's mechanical gadgets. For a very smart and talented hunter, it was not difficult to learn how to operate them in a short time.
"Shua"
The originally narrow psychic projection immediately enlarged, projecting a black and white psychic record on the wall in front of Natalie like a movie. This light made the closed and dark room suddenly light up.
Even Natalie couldn't help but cover her eyes.
That's the old knight Finnock.
He recorded this himself. Looking at the dark background behind him, the waterfall in the distance and the light of the bonfire, this should have been done while he and Murphy were taking a break when they passed through the secret passage in the Blood Vulture Corridor.
Recorded.
"Natalie, I should be dead by the time you see these records."
The golden knight in the picture is holding a dwarf pipe. There is no sadness on his old face. He says in a gentle tone to Natalie who is reading the record:
"I begged a halfling gadget like this from Murphy. He is a very generous vampire and is a good cook.
Haha, this is of course not the point of what I want to say.
My child, the moment I stepped into the Blood Vulture Corridor, I received a subtle warning from the God of Avalon.
I'm afraid I won't make it out of this vampire crypt alive, but that doesn't bother me.
I know you have been resenting me.
But please listen to me carefully next. This record will only be played once. This is for your safety.
Ten years ago, when the rebellion of the Church of Avalon occurred, I was working with the Explorers Association to explore the ruins of a church more than five hundred years ago in the green forests of the Antani region.
You also know that the Church of Avalon originated from there.
In the dense forests bordering the Elf Kingdom of Castile in the Antani region, our ancestors were the first mountain people to come into contact with the elves.
The point I want to tell you is that I met some people in those ancient ruins at the same time the church was revolting.
There are some very dangerous people who call themselves "Dusk". Although I don't have much contact with them, I can be sure that they are behind the church's rebellion and the Ten Years' War.
Their power is powerful and mysterious, hidden in various organizations.
Even the Church of Avalon!
I know that you have always accepted the fact that God Avalon first gave up the church and human believers before causing the rebellion, but the truth is exactly the opposite!
Child, remember!
God Avalon never gave up on us, it was we who gave up on the gods first.
It is the rebellion that comes first and the confusion that follows.
You must be curious about where I went during the six years I disappeared. The answer is that I traveled across the ocean to a new continent across the sea. I learned about the existence of Dusk and wanted to search for more information from them.
I also found the big oak holy blade in the process.
In other words, it was rewarded casually.
The Old Church has been corroded far beyond my imagination in the past days. Even on the eve of the rebellion, the three holy blades had been stolen from the Holy Land. This shows that there must be people from them in the higher-ups of the church.
I got the Three Holy Blades from the Twilight Believers, but I only kept the Watcher, and sent the Punisher and Arbiter to the hands of my companions who still believed in Avalon through divine magic.
You gotta get them!
this point is very important!
After the Seed of Life was lost, the Three Sacred Blades became the last link between human believers and the God of Avalon.
What I also want to tell you is that the God of Avalon has been observing us. When I did unforgivable wrongs to those simple Aztec aliens in the New World, the gods awakened me and made me realize that I
The so-called pursuit of the truth is exactly the way to be seduced and corrupted by those evil people!
You should take this as a warning!
My child, you must have faith that our God has not given up on us.
I have determined to entrust you with the sacred blade so that you can reestablish your connection with the God of Nature.
This will give you real power.
After that, you can either lead it, rebuild it, or even abandon it.
After all you owe the Church of Avalon nothing, my poor boy."
Having said this, the old knight blew out a smoke ring.
He was silent for a few seconds, and then in the last recorded moment he said to Natalie, who would only see this record after his death:
"My daughter, you have been blaming me for abandoning you and your mother and devoting everything in life to faith,
I can't argue with that because it's true.
But at the end of my life, I must explain it to you as a father.
Your birth was a miracle sent by the gods. More than a hundred years ago, when I drank the water of the Holy Grail, I made an oath to the gods.
I hope that God can protect my family, your mother, and bless me and her to live a life without regrets. In this way, I will give everything I have to my faith.
That is the Oath of the Holy Grail!
It is the most noble award that the saints of the Church of Avalon can receive.
I never thought that God Avalon would be so generous to me and your mother. On the Harvest Festival thirty years after the oath of the Holy Grail was made, your mother became pregnant.
You know what this means.
It is a gift from the gods!
Natalie, you are the child sent into this world by the God of Avalon, and your mother and I are very honored to have a family with you, but it was also at that time that I realized that the God of Avalon heard me.
oath!
He has given gifts.
I must fulfill the contract I made with the gods,
I dedicate everything to God not because I don't care about you, nor because you mean nothing to me.
Quite the opposite, kid.
I have to do that to keep you healthy and growing up.
Your mother knows this because she, like me, witnessed the miracle of the day you were born.
My daughter, when you were born, the entire forest of Gramamo Island was whispering your name. Countless natural spirits gathered around your mother and sang in unison for your birth. White herds of deer came to you.
Next to mother.
And when you cried your first cry in the world, the first storm of that year swept across the entire North Sea.
From Greene Island to Glacier Bay, from the Misty Coast to Port Joseph, all the sea winds are roaring for your arrival.
My daughter, your fate does not need to be predicted by the Glamour Presbyterian Church. All that is just what we say to the outside world in order to protect your life experience.
My daughter, you are destined to do great things and leave your name and your legend in the history of this world.
My daughter, you can’t imagine how much your mother and I cherish you, love you and care about you, supporting me in those six years of darkness while walking in depravity but never falling into the quagmire, except for my belief in gods.
Besides, there is you
I know I have to persevere!
I must create a more perfect world for you as a father. Unfortunately, as a mortal, I cannot fulfill my promise.
My daughter, my Natalie, you have to walk the rest of the way on your own.
Sorry, kid.
Murphy was urging me on.
This may also be a revelation from the gods, and I must say goodbye.
Please believe that becoming your father is the most glorious moment in my life. I have walked the path I should walk, I have kept the way I should keep, and I have received the blessings of my life.
I wish you well, my child.
I wish you the best of luck in your life.
You have to be wary of the darkness!
But we must be more wary of those who actively pursue darkness.”
"boom"
The projection record in front of me dissipated.
Natalie was left alone in the dark room, sobbing silently.
Tears covered her face dotted with scars, making her realize that she had missed too much and made too many mistakes, but just as Natalie had roared and scolded, time was neither forgiving nor kind to her.
The past is like smoke and cannot be undone.
Soon, she wiped away her tears, bent down, took the dinner brought by Amber in her hand, stared at the silent big oak sacred blade on the ground, and put the food into her mouth.
She needed to shake off her weakness and reestablish her connection with Avalon.
She is a warrior!
And now she has an enemy named 'Dusk'.
very nice
She was finally able to convince herself that she could live again in the world.
