The wind blows through the four realms. It is the sea breeze Kasha from Silver Bay, or the summer breeze from the White Mountains with a mountain atmosphere. The air flows across the sky, pushing the cotton-like clouds and moving slowly towards the north.
, at the place closest to the skyline, the clouds are like a goddess, reaching out from the clouds to caress the rolling hills in the distance.
When the wind blows over the hills, the meadows undulate one after another, forming patterns of different shades. The forest is located in the south of the Van Dun area, like a dark green shadow, mixed with thick-leaf maples, Elson black pine and many other species.
The gray and white tree trunks are hidden in the shadows like toothpicks.
The forest forms a clear boundary with the alfalfa tributaries under the shallow river cliffs. To the east is the kingdom of the elves, across the river from the allied forces of the Temple of Fire.
"Mr. Darus, have you ever seen such a magnificent scenery in your hometown?"
"The wilderness of the Four Realms is the only one in Warnd. In terms of magnificence, even the Holy White Plains cannot compare to it, Your Highness." The general in military uniform on horseback looked at the horizon.
I tried to find traces of the elves' movements, but found nothing - the Alkash Mountains hang down from the sky like a shadow, the clouds on the Howling Peaks remain all year round, and a few eagles soar in the sky.
He turned back to look at the princess of the empire. Her face was as sharp as a knife and full of resoluteness. She was vaguely similar to Brando, but her lips were thinner and her brows were deeper, full of the characteristics of a highlander.
A pair of brown eyes are piercing, as if otherwise they would not be able to support the strong will of their owner.
"But Eruin has its own beauty, just like the empire, the mountains of Chalope, the pine needles of Elson, and the ruins of tall towers on the highlands."
"I understand that Eruin is the only civilized and orderly place opened by the sages after the return of glory. There is no more glorious land than it. The people on its land are hardworking and brave. They lead these people
The nobles are excellent and glorious."
The princess looked intently at the knight beside her.
"You are ridiculous."
The princess smiled slightly and then turned her gaze to the distance. She looked towards the horizon, her eyes as gentle as water. "That is the country of the elves."
"The wind elves have turned their attention to the north after the whole summer. They don't seem to intend to fight us to the death in the wilderness of the four realms. Maybe they will enter the mountains."
"Before the War of the Saints and for a long time after the war, the kingdoms established by the four saints of my ancestor Gilt, Saint Osor of the Wind Queen, Farnzan and Airanta lived in close relationship with each other.
, but now we regard each other as enemies."
"Is that why Your Highness the Princess is working for peace within the empire?"
"Yes, but this holy war is too brutal. I don't know how long it will take to wash away the blood shed. But I actually understand in my heart that we are fighting each other for living space. This is understandable. From my standpoint,
I can't blame my motherland and allies. The same goes for the elves. The sages once expanded their territories, but since the end of the era of chaos, the pioneering knights have almost disappeared. It's not because people are stubborn. It's because the power of order is declining.
The fire produced every year is getting less and less, and it is not enough to replace the fire that is about to age and die. The House of Nobles even legislated to limit the number of newly opened territories each year, just to prevent those mature places of order from being replenished.
Decline and perish.”
The princess said softly: "But we can't tell the people this, for fear of causing panic. What should we say? Tell them that Lady Martha is abandoning us? But I firmly believe in the power of mother, but the current situation is still disturbing, and there is also something inside the temple.
People are panicking. Last month, my teacher Valla and the Grand Holy See discovered that someone in the upper echelons of the temple had joined the Church of the Unity of All Things. Although he was only an archbishop, the meaning behind it was disturbing. It shows that our faith is declining.
, people are becoming more and more confused, and if this momentum cannot be curbed, the consequences will be disastrous."
The general listened quietly.
"I have a plan. I hope to send envoys to Saint Osor and Faenzan after this holy war. On the one hand, it is to eliminate hatred. On the other hand, I believe that it is not only the Temple of Fire that is confused, but all civilizations should
We all encountered the same trouble. A thousand years ago we could form a sacred covenant to fight for the same goal together, and a thousand years later we can do the same."
"If I can't convince Saint Osor and Faenzan's temple, then I will go to the Ring of the World and find a way to seek the recognition of the Sage. Lady Airanta will stay to protect this world. She will definitely not sit idly by.
in spite of."
"As an imperial princess?"
The princess nodded: "Mr. Darus, are you willing to be my accompanying knight?"
"my pleasure."
The princess showed a knowing smile: "This is my dream, Mr. Darus, I have never told anyone. I hope that the four major temples can return to the glorious era. In the more distant future, we will open up
By creating a wider territory, the civil war between civilizations will be eliminated. I want to prove that everything the four sages did was correct. Once we succeed, people will no longer be confused."
The general thought thoughtfully and nodded slightly: "If there is such a day, I will be honored to become your knight, Your Highness Princess."
"But it's very difficult. We may not be able to see it in our lifetime."
"It is difficult, but there will always be successors. Any lofty ideal will never lack people who will succeed for it."
The princess nodded.
Constance looked at the face that seemed to be in the mirror. She stood face to face with her. That soft face was full of kindness and perseverance. The light silver eyes shone with longing and hope for the future, but there was absolutely nothing inside.
Not only is he naive, he also has a strong and indomitable will.
That face felt both familiar and strange to her.
Her face was pale, and the muscles on her face were tense and as stiff as stone. "That's enough." She growled lowly, holding her hair tightly with both hands, her joints protruding like ghost claws.
The picture became fragmented and merged into the darkness of the study. The edges of the thick curtains reflected the lights of the city in the distance. The tall bookcase stood quietly in the shadow. There were parchment documents scattered on the desk.
The signature seemed to be written in blood. It looked extremely eye-catching in the dim light.
Outside the study door, Dragon Queen Gwendolen silently withdrew her gaze and shook her head.
"This is fate, ridiculous and real, but not worthy of mercy, because everyone has to face it. No one is nobler than anyone else. On the day when the Tower of Babel was destroyed, they also felt this piercing pain deeply.
.”
She turned around and walked out of the corridor.
In the drawing room, a knight had been waiting for a long time and seemed a little restless.
Gwendolen took a clear view of the other party's performance and replied: "Your Majesty does not want to receive guests for the time being, and has appointed me to handle emergencies on her behalf with full authority. Tell me what it is."
"Sir, please, we cannot contact the Marquis Baroque. Before he left at noon yesterday, he sent an order from His Majesty to strictly order the guards of Ginkgo Castle to leave the garrison. But before evening, the informant sent news that the cultists were inciting riots in the city. Now in Jin
Thousands of people have already gathered in Zhanhua Business District and Yinma Square. If they cannot be stopped in time, the consequences will be disastrous."
"Is this the news before you left the station or the latest news?"
"Before leaving the station, my lord."
"How much time has it been now?"
"Half an hour."
"Where's the patrolling cavalry?"
"I don't know, sir, I didn't see them on the way here."
"That's good."
The knight was stunned for a moment, then raised his head. He saw the countess in front of him - Gwendolen's apparent identity - with a strange smile on her face.
Before he could react, his consciousness was shrouded in endless darkness.
Gwendolen looked coldly at the corpse lying on the ground. The young man fell on the carpet with his eyes open, his head and headless body on each side. The blood showed a deep color in the darkness, and the shadow of the corpse seemed to be alive.
It seemed to be squirming as it came over, but within a moment it was reduced to nothingness.
She glanced at the rug with a big hole in it with some pity, and replied softly as if talking to herself: "The Marquis Baroque will not come to give you orders. But you can't hear it anyway."
Her figure melted into the darkness little by little.
…
The scenery in front of Brando's eyes changed rapidly. The forest was pulled behind him at a speed exceeding the speed of light. Oak trees, tulip trees, and heather hidden under the rocks. Due to the speed, the trunks and branches were almost destroyed.
They are connected in a straight line until they are indistinguishable from each other, as if they are paints flowing into a color plate and mixed together.
Then a light spot appeared in front of him, and the light spot came to him in an instant. The scene inside stretched and expanded, turning into a quiet night scene on the east bank of the Marigold River. The river exuded sparkling waves under the moonlight, and an ancient bridge
Across the waterway between the Cold Dew Forest and the commercial district, the rows of rooftops in the city exude a faint silver light in the distance.
Brando was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had arrived at the foot of Hanlu Manor.
"Lord Lord!"
Brando turned around and saw Medisa and Hipamila who were with her. He did not speak, but immediately waved and opened several light doors in mid-air. Charles and Morpheus stepped in from inside.
It fell out, and finally it was Andrrig, who landed heavily on the vampire tomboy.
"Woo——"
Andrrig used his hands to support himself, stood up from his brother, and at the same time pressed the latter's head into the soil.
She didn't even look at the latter, patted the dust on her skirt, and then silently took a few steps away from the river. Although the vampire was not afraid of water as in the legend, he didn't necessarily like it that much.
Brando looked at Medphis who got up from the ground and wiped the mud on his face with his hands, looking aggrieved. He couldn't help but shook his head helplessly. Although the card said that Medphis and Andrigue were
Transformed into Gemini, but the latter doesn't always seem to admit it.
Hipamila also glared at Andrigg, and walked over to help Morpheus wipe his face clean. The priest's kindness and kindness were well-known in the fir collar - although she always liked to raise some strange animals.
, making people feel unapproachable.
"My lord," Medisa breathed a sigh of relief and asked with some concern: "The previous battle...?"
"There was a little accident, where is Sidney?" Brando asked while looking at the nearby environment. The riverbank and forest quickly formed an impression in his mind. This should be the edge of the Marigold Business District.
Nearby is Twelve Fingers Lane, where the headquarters of the Patrol Cavalry is located at the junction with the Queen's Quarter.
"Ms. Sidney and the Legion Commander left before us. Didn't they arrive?".
"It seems that they have been intercepted. Apart from extreme existences like Royer and Saipan, the Cruz people do still have the ability to do this," Brando thought: "The Silver Queen is not defenseless after all.
.”
He replied: "There is no need to wait for them. Sidney and Ms. Veronica have their own way to escape. I don't know when the Silver Queen will catch up. Although the planeswalker's ability should confuse them for a moment, Royer
Er and Saipan are Cruz's top wizards, and they must have their own methods to detect the direction of my escape."
He looked toward the west bank of the Marigold River.
"We proceed along the canal waterway between Marigold Business District and Queen's District, and then go directly to the west of Rushta after reaching King Street. Although that is where the patrol cavalry headquarters is located, the cultists are instigating riots in the city. Not surprisingly
The attention of the city guards and patrolling cavalry should be attracted by them, and it would be safer to choose this route at this time."
"Lord Lord."
Brando turned back: "What's wrong, Medissa, do you have anything to add?"
The little silver elf princess frowned, hesitated for a moment, and seemed hesitant to speak.
But she finally made up her mind and said, "We met Andesa earlier."
"Who?" Brando was stunned: "Andesa, her?"
"Did she attack you?"
Medisa shook her head: "No, but she looks a little strange. Have you ever heard of secondary defilement, Lord?"
"Second defilement, you mean she looks like she has been injected with the blood of God for the second time?" Brando immediately reacted: "This is impossible, unless she doesn't want to live anymore."
Medissa couldn't help but look at her lord in surprise. Although in the eyes of ordinary people, there is no difference between tree shepherds, members of the All-Union Society, and Sheep-Headed Cultists. They are all cultists, but few people know that these self-proclaimed
The former druids of the Blighter have actually been secretly studying the power of divine blood for more than ten centuries.
Many people even don't understand what divine blood is at all, and confuse it with the demonic sacrifices of sheep-headed believers. But the fact is that Medisa knows that although the tree shepherds act extremely crazy, the divine blood in their hands is the real divine blood.
The blood is definitely not the blood of demons or the power from hell as rumored.
But her lord not only had a clear understanding of divine blood, but he also explained the essence of secondary defilement in one breath. She couldn't help but be very curious in her heart, where did he learn these uncommon knowledge at such a young age.
Brando had no idea what his little princess was thinking. He just frowned deeply. It was not surprising that Andesa appeared here. She was originally in the imperial capital. Maybe the mob attacked the imperial prison, but
Secondary contamination is a bit unusual.
"I hope there won't be any connection between the two." For some reason, he always felt deeply uneasy in his heart.
