"You're such a bold guy claiming to be a member of the royal family."
Her Royal Highness the Princess gently swept the silver hair from her temples behind her pointed ears with one hand, picked up the white porcelain tea cup, took a sip and smiled.
"But the two moons shine together, and the king sleeps in the valley. What do you think this puzzle means, Lord Overwell?" She pondered for a moment, and then asked with a slight flash of her light silver-gray eyes.
"It is not an unknown fact that most noble families throughout the kingdom have some secret treasures. However, Alberton mentioned the oath with the royal family, so this treasure must have some connection with the royal family." Overwell.
After thinking for a while, he replied.
"I think it's not that simple. Lord Overwell, the Sage's Oath may be related to my ancestor Ek."
Overwell nodded: "The Emerald Lake and the Holy White Mountain should refer to the Lake of the Goddess Jean Denel. I have long heard that it is the resting place of a sage."
"That's it. Do you have any explanation?"
"Local fishermen often hear rumors of seeing the Knight of the Lake in the mist, guarding the center of the Lake of the Goddess. Some people have seen the island with a whole piece of white rock on it, which must be the Holy White Mountain."
"Thank you for telling me this, Lord Fulwell, but what is a double-sided stone statue?"
"I don't know, Your Highness Princess."
"Yes, the yearning for mysterious treasures mostly comes from the unknown. This must be the fun of the so-called knight's story——"
She covered her mouth and smiled: "I'm sorry for making you laugh, Lord Overwell."
"Nothing, Your Royal Highness, I am also doubting who that Alberton was before his death? Because no one named Alberton has ever served as a knight of the royal family." Overwell replied.
"Alberton may not have been called Alberton when he was alive." The girl thought for a moment and replied astutely.
"I think so too, Your Highness Princess." Overwell bowed.
The half-elf girl did not stare at the middle-aged man, and she confirmed in her heart that the other party must have done some research. She couldn't help but think lightly, since in the eyes of others, this important minister around His Majesty valued the young man so much, he must have a father.
I mean - what abilities does he have that deserve your attention?
Is it personal ability?
It accounts for some factors, but not entirely.
I'm afraid I still took a fancy to the power behind that young man.
The princess couldn't help but curled her fingers and touched her lower lip. Is the Highland Knight really that important? Can it really bring Eruin back to glory? Unlike the local nobles and the royal party, she believes that the kingdom needs
A new force comes to revitalize it. But where is this new force? Highland knights? Militia? Or guard?
It doesn't look like it, but I always feel like there's something missing.
The half-elf girl thought of the young man and shook her head. It was not him. She even felt a faint sense of danger. From the young man, she was slightly startled and felt a little surprised.
Could it be that I am jealous?
The girl quickly shook her head.
"Your Highness?" Overwell noticed the eldest princess's distraction.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Lord Overwell, please continue."
Overwell gave her a strange look and nodded.
The first moon sets in the west, and the second moon is reflected in the sky——
Fog gradually began to appear in the fir forest, and the fog in the mountains brought a chill. Brando grabbed the reins with one hand and looked around on the horse, confirming that the white stag was gradually leading them eastward.
In the lowlands.
A few minutes ago, Leto had come to tell him that Magus and his zombie army had stopped chasing. This is not surprising. They also noticed that their power was gradually declining, right?
It was quiet in the valley.
When two majestic giant statues more than thirty meters high suddenly appeared in front of everyone in the valley through a thin layer of mist, even Freya and other mercenaries couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the indifferent and lifeless statues.
The boulder remained silent for a long time.
Who would have thought that there would be such a scenery behind the remote valley. Through the light mist, it is like the eyes have penetrated the shackles of thousands of years and landed on the huge rocks covered with historical dust.
For a moment, an inexplicable heaviness arose in my heart.
The colossus is wearing a robe, a battle armor on the outside, a battle skirt on the bottom, and a pointed elf helmet with wings on both sides before the age of sages. It holds a spear in one hand and a giant shield in the other. It is looking straight ahead. It is the giant statue.
Most of the myths have the appearance of holy warriors. Legend has it that each of these warriors comes from those golden races. They followed the Azure Knights in the dark ages to fight the Dragon of Dusk on the earth, and finally eliminated Warnd from
Freed from the clutches of darkness.
In other words, they are the guardians of all intelligent creatures.
The refugees and mercenaries filed in from the foot of the giant statue, and there was a sense of cleansing in their hearts, as if all the dirt and fatigue were washed away, and the whole person felt refreshed.
Many people even stopped and went back and forth to confirm whether they had an illusion.
Brando looked at these people, but did not tell them that this was actually the words of the Holy Prophet in Warnd's top protective barrier, the 'Ten Laws'. In fact, the effect of this barrier on people with stronger dark power is more obvious. For ordinary people,
The spells you can enjoy after passing through this barrier are purity spells and physical recovery. However, if it is an evil being like Magus or the White Knight Ebdon, he will be influenced immediately as soon as he passes through this barrier, and his alignment will be reversed - in an instant, he will be transformed.
Extreme evil turns to extreme justice.
However, as undead creatures, if they want to experience this effect, they must first pass the test of the fourteen-ring lightning strike technique on the spear tips of the two giant statues at the door. It is a divine spell. Not to mention Magus, it is probably Madara.
The twenty-four Dukes of Eternal Death will also be beaten to ashes when they come.
After passing the giant statue at the entrance of the valley, the valley becomes wider and wider as it goes inwards, and finally forms a flat valley bottom, with no edges visible on either side despite the patches of white mist.
There seems to be some kind of creature in the mist. The white smoke clouds billow, sometimes forming an angel with wings flying in the sky, a knight with a tall horse or a fierce griffon, but they disappear in the blink of an eye.
No one dared to stay too far away from Brando in this strange valley. The refugees consciously stopped talking one by one, staring nervously at the mysterious scenes around them.
The more Freya thought about it, the more incredible it became. Such a place did not look like a mysterious place that ordinary people would understand. But when she saw Brando, she was not surprised. She couldn't help but worry about gains and losses.
Lando is so mysterious and unpredictable. Although they are fighting side by side now, one day she is really worried that an ordinary girl like herself will not be able to catch up with him.
She couldn't help frowning and looked at Roman. Although she didn't say it verbally, she knew in her heart that Roman's aunt must have a secret of her own. Perhaps it was such a business lady who was worthy of Bu's wife.
Lando.
They are the ones on the road.
The more Freya thought about it, the sadder she became, and in the end she couldn't help but hang far behind and lowered her head.
Brando didn't notice the young lady's little thoughts, because he was dealing with Roman's weird questions, such as: "Where is this place, Brando."
"Didn't I tell you? This is the place where the saint's remains are."
"But you didn't tell me where the saint's remains are."
Brando couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. He turned around and saw Charles looking serious. He knew that this guy must be unreliable at this time. He looked at the business lady beside him, who was sitting on a horse.
On the bed, he was dirty and covered with mud——
There is nothing that can be done about this. Who told the eldest lady to sneak away to learn horse riding by herself? When Brando knew about this, he was almost scared to death, for fear that his little Roman would accidentally kill him.
It broke. Unexpectedly, he ran over and took a look. Roman actually took a bundle of ropes and tied himself to the horse, and ran to show off smugly.
Naturally, Brando gave her a slap in the face and gave her a harsh lesson, so that she would know what she could and could not do in the future.
"The place where the remains of the saints are the resting place of the ancient kings and saints. They used their spirit to carve out a territory and call it 'their country'. Here all their people are protected, and outsiders will be lost forever.
Among them." Brando replied.
"Does that mean there are many places like this, Brando?" Roman asked curiously, squinting at his little face and leaning half of his body.
"certainly."
Brando sniffed and almost knitted his brows. He made up his mind to let this damn girl take a bath when he was out of danger. No girl could bear the smell of mud all over her body. Sometimes he really
I want to open the businesswoman’s head and see how the brain inside grows——
"They are all called the Remains of Saints?"
While they were talking, other people couldn't help but get closer. After all, everyone wanted to hear this young man's opinion about such a magical place. However, these mercenaries were a little curious, and this knowledge was not accessible to ordinary people.
. Some of them are well-informed, and it can be said that their knowledge is not much less than that of ordinary nobles. But they also know nothing about many terms used by young people. They just heard that this young man is a Highland knight. Highland knights are really so mysterious.
Unpredictable?
But in fact, they don't know. Not only them, but also Ciel is a little confused. After all, as a wizard apprentice, his knowledge is not omniscient and omnipotent.
The land of the saint's bones is related to ancient legends. Even the wizards in the Black Tower are proficient in this knowledge. Not many wizards in the Black Tower are proficient in this knowledge. As far as Charles knows, I am afraid that there are no more than five people who know more about this than Brando.
.
So where did his lord's knowledge come from?
Ciel had some questions in his mind, but he didn't ask them. After all, at least as far as he knew, people who could see and use destiny cards were not simple people.
Brando shook his head after hearing Roman's question: "Of course they all have their own names. Every place where the saint's remains are related to the king who is buried here. Just like this place that is everywhere and everywhere.
As far as I know, the name of the Misty Valley in the lowland swamp is the Land of Fairies..."
"The land of fairies?"
"The King of Knights is one of the eleven ancestral kings. He was the guardian of mankind long before the Fire King Gilt. He made an agreement with the Fairy Queen. The Fairy Queen asked him to eat a golden apple and become the king of mankind. After his death,
Afterwards, the soul returned to its ideal hometown, where it rested forever and continued to fulfill its promise——"
"This is a place of chaotic time. The night here tends to stand still compared to the outside time, and only the day time will start to flow again. According to legend, there is a golden apple tree in this valley, and the Fairy Queen lives under the apple tree.
But no one has ever seen her - of course, if anyone sees her, they will never leave her."
He turned around and saw Roman looking at him with clear black and white eyes, with a clean face: "Golden apple?"
"You didn't just hear this, did you?" Brando's mood suddenly became half bad, and he couldn't help asking angrily.
The business lady nodded seriously.
"Okay, little Roman, I won't tell you this anymore." He almost didn't come back from his breath, but when he was about to reason with this business lady who didn't understand the situation - he suddenly
Startled, he couldn't help but turn his head in one direction.
Everyone turned around and followed Brando's gaze. They saw a lonely tree over there——
