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Chapter 218 The Journey of the Holy Grail

Chapter 886 The Journey of the Holy Grail

Along the steep mountain wall, the dwarf miners carried heavy flame cannon parts and kept climbing.

The rangers opened the way ahead. The dense jungle of trees blocked their view, but at the same time it also provided good cover for them.

In the night sky, the evil moon Mosrib rises high, like a devil's eye, staring at the rotten and filthy earth, shrouding the mountains and forests in a strange green light.

"Essek is such a genius. He actually thought of using my flame cannon to set up on the top of the mountain to bombard those undead scum."

"After this battle is over, I will treat him well."

"With the highest etiquette! Yes, it must be the highest etiquette!"

Prince Stonehammer walked forward and turned around from time to time to mutter to his adjutant. Although he was out of breath, Prince Stonehammer still looked very excited. The dense branches scratched his rough skin, but this did not affect the dwarf at all.

Feeling.

When they came to a corner on the mountainside, their view suddenly widened. There were no trees to block it. Looking around, the huge city of Duncanhof seemed to be right at their feet.

It is indeed at the foot, at the foot of this hill.

Every dwarf in the team was extremely excited. They could not imagine what benefits and benefits they would gain once this battle was won. This whirlwind flame cannon was the key to breaking the city. Half of the credit for the battlefield was due to them.

.

This can win them coveted glory and tangible benefits.

Therefore, not only Prince Stone Hammer, but also every dwarf in the team could not help but feel their hearts beat faster and tremble with excitement when they saw the scene in front of them.

If it weren't for the rangers in front urging them to go on the road, many dwarves would still be addicted to their own imaginary victory scenes.

Rhodes also followed this force, with only about twenty guards behind him.

But they are all the elite of Kislev, including the Tsar's Guards and the Ice Guards.

Looking at the steep mountain road and the scattered dwarves, Rhodes suddenly felt how ridiculous his decision was. He actually bet the lives of tens of thousands of people on this flame cannon. This was no different from a big gamble.

But if you think about it carefully, isn't every decision at a crossroads, whether it's economic development or combat tactics, a huge gamble...

Two hours later, the team arrived at the top of the mountain. To be precise, it was not the highest point, but the only place on the high ground where artillery could be set up, a relatively flat piece of flat land.

The cold wind howled across the ridge, ruffling the beards of the dwarves.

While the dwarves were assembling the flame cannon, Rhodes and Caroline reached the highest point, where they could overlook the entire city of Duncanhof.

Under the light of the evil moon Mosrib, the city of Duncanhof extends into the boundless darkness. Its scale is so huge that even from a high place, it is impossible to see the end. The low buildings in the city are lined up in rows, with a row of

A winding path passes through the city.

On the dark land, there are dots of green light, like countless glowing fireflies in the night sky. The high towers reflect the light of the evil moon, casting huge shadows on the city.

It is conceivable that if it were a human city, this size would be enough to accommodate 100,000 people.

However, it is a city of the undead. Rhodes guessed that the number of undead in Duncanhof City must exceed 100,000.

They don't need food and water. As long as the wind of death blows, these unconscious undead creatures will rise from the tomb and wander around. Vampire sense controls them, just like wild wolves feeling the bloody smell of their prey.



Kislev Ice and Snow Camp.

The flame is burning on the candle, and the wax slowly drips, releasing the last light and heat.

Talinnam sat in the big tent, staring at the flames in trance. He slightly touched the center of the flames with his calloused hands, as if grasping the weak heat.

However, when my fingertips passed through the flames, I could not feel any burning sensation, as if the coldness emanating from the surrounding air had completely suppressed the heat of the candlelight.

Talinnam's eyes dimmed, and he heard the familiar footsteps behind him.

"Great Holy Grail Knight Herrus, there is absolutely no need for you to participate in this battle with me."

Talinnam whispered.

"This is a war that does not belong to you. It is me and Lord Rhodes who have to make an explanation. I owe him a favor, so I must stay and finish this battle."

"And you have nothing to do with this matter, there is no need to take risks, there is no need to get into this muddy water."

Tarynham continued.

He still lowered his head and did not turn around to look at the knight.

Herrus did not come closer, but sat down far away. Across the burning flames, the old knight whispered——

"You owe Lord Rhodes a favor? Well, then, the whole of Bretonnia owes you a favor."

"I will not leave you alone in any dangerous place until you return to Bretonnia."

"I promised Leon that I would bring you back to Bretonnia alive."

Herrus's low words echoed in the tent.

The wax oil slowly dripped, making a sizzling sound.

Talinnam did not reply, but allowed time to pass by quietly.

After a long time, he turned around from the dim light of the candle and faced Herrus.

"Have you ever thought that maybe I can't take on any big responsibilities at all?"

"Perhaps, even if I return to Bretonnia, I won't be able to change anything?"

Talinnam's voice became even more subtle, so small that even he himself could hardly hear it.

"Don't think too much, your fate and mine are all decided by the goddess."

Herrus was comforted. He gently patted Talinnam's shoulder with his big hands that were also covered with calluses.

However, Talinnam did not come out of the shadows. He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before whispering——

"That is your goddess. The goddess of the lake will never favor me again."

"I have my weaknesses, but you don't understand, Lord Herrus."

"I understand... everyone has their own weaknesses."

Herrus continued to comfort him.

"No, you don't understand. You are the Knight of the Holy Grail. No matter when and where you are, you can muster the courage to resist all the darkness and injustice in this world. But I can't. The darkness is there, but I, again and again

timid."

In the firelight, Talinnam's voice was rising and falling——

"Fear often follows me. I often doubt that I will never be a qualified Knight of the Holy Grail in my life."

"No one can guess the will of the Lady of the Lake. There is not only one way to become a Knight of the Holy Grail."

"Weakness and timidity are human nature. Perhaps, the goddess of the lake has her own arrangements."

Herrus's voice was even lower, like a father sitting across from him, quietly listening to his child's thoughts.

"Perhaps everything you have experienced is also an arrangement of the Lady of the Lake."

"Or, will you become a special Holy Grail Knight in a special way?"

Herrus continued to whisper.

"A special way?"

Talinnam raised his head and squinted at the knight in front of him. He was old and wise. Compared with Essek, he was less crazy and more calm, which made Talinam's heart unknowingly

I felt a little safer.

"I don't know, it's just my guess."

"Talinam, do you know? Not every Holy Grail Knight is the same. Not every Holy Grail Knight is full of strength and courage in the face of darkness. There are all kinds of Holy Grail Knights. Some become because of their kindness and wisdom.

A Knight of the Holy Grail. Some are because of courage and belief. Others are because of generosity..."

"In short, what the Lady of the Lake values ​​is not just courage. If you only have courage, it's no different from a reckless man."

"Talinam, you have to know that each of us is born different. Timidity and weakness are not our sins. If you still can't overcome it, don't blame yourself too much. There are always some qualities that make you surpass others, and

Those things may one day lead you to the path to the Holy Grail."

Herrus patted Talinnam on the shoulder and said with a smile...


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