Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 129 The Touch of Healing
Brian thought that a day of high-intensity fighting would cause him to fall headlong on the bed and fall into a deep sleep exhausted, without even having a dream.

However, he was wrong, very wrong.

The soreness caused by the muscles all over his body inexplicably pulled him into the days of living in the Tegrila Palace.

He once again recalled every detail of the palace, recalling everything he had when he was born in the royal family: obedient servants, luxurious clothes, shoes, goldfish in the pond, his own small courtyard...

There is also the window lattice that divides the sky into pieces, and he is like a lonely bird trying to break through the shackles. He can only sit helplessly in front of the window, listening to the trembling and painful moaning of the weak dead branches.

For Brian, he believes that time is like a leech, which will gradually suck away the memory of the world, even if it is as familiar as his own face.

This is the fact.

In his memory, all that remains of the Tigrila Palace is a phantom, like a gray ghost, riding on a war horse made of thick fog, drifting away until it disappears.

On that bleak and cold morning when winter was approaching, the team of more than 20 people set off at dawn, and 15-year-old Brian rode his horse in the middle.

Swords collided, torches waved, flags fluttered, horses neighed, gates rose, and the golden sun slanted in.

As the cool breeze blew, the flag of the royal family of Tigrila fluttered above everyone's heads: a saber-toothed tiger standing on the top of the mountain with its head raised and roaring.

The Tigrila Knight, who was wearing silver armor and a long gray cloak, looked heroic, everything was so distinct and so impressive to him.

It was the same ten years ago, and it is also in memory...

The supreme ruler of Tigrila in Brian's memory rode a steed on a steed with a solemn expression, and walked slowly in front of him.

His long black hair fluttered in the wind, and a lot of white strands emerged from his neatly trimmed beard. He looked older than his 45-year-old actual age.

Even so, the king in his memory made Brian involuntarily feel the coercion of being enveloped by a giant.

However, the opposite is true.

Brian's black eyes seemed to be able to see through the past and present, he could read the delicateness of the king's thick palm, and he could also feel the warmth from his stern expression.

I can even recall a snowy night, when the king sat before the fire like a father, telling him the heroic story of how humans expelled elves, dwarves and orcs.

"Son, there are some things that I want to try to explain to you clearly."

That was the last conversation he had with him, and he had a...strange feeling that this...could really be the last time for the two of them....
"You are still young, so you shouldn't have shared all my worries, but you are a member of the royal family of Tigrila, so you should also know our language."

Do not break or stand.

Of course Brian knew the language of the Tegrila royal family.

Every royal family has its own aphorisms, or mottos passed down from generation to generation, or standards for dealing with people and things, or even prayers for difficult situations.

Such as the family language of the royal family of West: far-sighted.

Among these ethnic groups, some boast of honor, some pay attention to loyalty and integrity, and some swear by faith and courage, except for the royal family of Tigrila: what can't be broken can't be built!
Whenever Brian recalls this sentence, he can't help but think of the tragic scene he saw in the game world when he first came to the Asno continent.

This world can only be broken, not established.

This sentence, as always, made him shudder.

"Yes, I can feel that hard and cruel times are coming."

The black raven swayed in mid-air, forming a sad picture with the stubborn dead branches.

"Son, you were born in Blackman. No one expected that you would be born safe and sound in the burning forest fire. My dear boy, the meaning of this symbol is rebirth. This is a god forsaken In a cruel world, unimaginable changes are taking place every day. Children, no matter when and where, I hope you will firmly remember the family emblem of our royal family."

In a trance, Brian saw a flying banner raised by a silver armored knight: a saber-toothed tiger standing on the top of a mountain with its head raised and roaring.

"Wolves live together, and tigers walk alone. When the heavy snow falls on the Dragon's Spine Mountains and the cold wind blows, every lone tiger will spend the long winter. They will either become lonely kings, or suffer from hunger and cold. Death. Only in this way, like a wild storm, can run freely in the mountains..."

Even in recollection, Brian could still feel a trace of weariness in King Tigrila's tone of voice in these heartrending words.

He was silent then, and he is still the same now...

Because his life wanders between two worlds, like the stars hanging in the sky when day and night alternate.

This trance memory made Brian once again feel how lonely he was in his heart.

Alone riding a horse in the wilderness, alone stepping into the tavern in the nightfall, hiding in the corner with bloody wounds, waiting for the sunrise and watching the sunset alone...

No one to share their thoughts, no one to travel together, no one to wait on the platform, no one to whisper at the window...

Over time, the things I wanted to say piled up in my chest and I couldn't say them anymore, and the things I wanted to do became a world map, and I couldn't tell the priority.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is more stable and calm, but when he looks at himself, he is reticent and shocking.

Brian faintly felt that in this world, there was probably nothing more terrifying than living alone among the crowd.

Life is always like this... Brian sighed inwardly with emotion.

"Ding ding ding..."

A low, inaudible wind chime came into the depths of Brian's mind, kindly pulling him back to reality.

Brian opened his eyes, he was alone in the tent, the candle flame flickered and trembled in the dark, reflecting a soothing light on the crystal clear wine glass, he couldn't help but be grateful for this light.

Realizing that it was a magic alarm, he instinctively grabbed the weapon beside him, intending to turn over and get up from the woolen blanket on the ground.

However, it was too late.

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and Kirni's figure appeared in his sight.

The pure and holy light radiated from her graceful body, making her loose long hair glow faintly, the light blue dress was like the blue sky under the hot sun, and her eyes were as bright as silver moons.

At this moment, her beauty is indescribable, and Brian looks at her, fascinated by her extraordinary beauty, forgetting the pain all over his body.

For a moment, it seemed that his love of magic was overshadowed.

Soon, Brian, who came back to his senses, realized something, and immediately let go of the hilt of his sword. In order to ease his embarrassment, he deliberately said to her with a straight face:
"Didn't I warn you a long time ago, don't casually reveal your enlightenment aura, which will easily attract the prying eyes of the evil ones."

He has to admit that sometimes even he can't resist the charm of this beautiful princess surrounded by inspiration.

"Because you're not an outsider, there's no need to hide it." Ko Erni restrained her breath, smiled slightly, walked over with light steps, lifted her skirt slightly, and sat beside him actively.

There was a smile on the corner of Kearni's mouth. During the banquet last night, she could clearly feel the fascination in Brian's eyes when he looked at himself surrounded by enlightenment.

Naturally, she would not give up showing the most beautiful side of herself to the other party every time she was alone, and seeing his obsessed expression for her made her feel very comfortable.

"That doesn't work. If you want to become a spellcaster, you must develop this good habit. Only by learning to hide your aura, will you not be seen through by the enemy or discover your weaknesses and methods."

An intoxicating breath and a familiar fragrance lingered in his nostrils, Brian took a deep breath, propping himself up from the blanket.

He was not wrong, and he deeply knew how important this sentence was to a professional.

In the game world, if one encounters a sudden encounter without warning, knowing the opponent's occupation or not, it can almost play a decisive role in the victory of the battle.

Just like himself, from the outside, everyone would think that he is just an adventurer with a good sword.

However, as long as they haven't played against each other, no one would have thought that he would be a wizard who can cast brilliant magic.

With the revelation of Kearney, anyone who has some knowledge of the almighty spells can instantly judge her occupation and divine magic tendencies.

"I see." Kearni obviously didn't know that Bryan was thinking so far. She responded with a smile, then stretched out her hand to help him sit up, and looked at him with concern:
"Is there anything uncomfortable about you? After the last match, I saw that you couldn't even hold your pistol."

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her right hand, stroked his cheek tenderly, and tidied his messy hair carefully.

Feeling the warmth and fragrance emanating from Kearney's body, Brian's heart warmed, and he said in a relaxed tone:
"You read it wrong, how could I not even be able to hold a broken wooden spear. It must be because I was excited by winning the strongest Griffon Knight in your Kingdom of West, after all, all of you who can fight No."

"..." Kearney gave Bryan a beautiful roll of her eyes.

She didn't believe that Brian, who had always given her the impression of being calm, would be so excited that he couldn't even hold a weapon because of a match.

However, Kearney didn't point it out, because she found it quite amusing to see Brian's unreasonable expression.

"It's so late, why are you looking for me?" Feeling the half-smile in the other's eyes, Brian looked embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject.

"You still ask." Kearni said a little reproachfully: "I didn't send someone to inform you to come to the banquet. Why didn't you go?"

"It's too noisy, I want to be quiet." Brian replied truthfully.

It was precisely because of the unpleasant banquet experience last night that he instinctively disliked this kind of gathering, and he was afraid that he could not help but draw his sword at those who mocked him.

After all, compared to verbal contests, he still believes in: if you can do it, don't force it.

But on that occasion, hands-on is obviously impossible.

"Then why do you let your subordinates stop me from entering?" Kearney complained angrily again.

"Didn't you just come in?" Brian gave her a strange look, and the meaning was self-evident.

In fact, the reason why he let Tistan guard the door was mainly to stop those wandering knights or free riders who wanted to surrender to him after seeing his record.

Although the game is not over yet, this kind of surrender seems to be a bet for these people.But Brian knew that those who surrender today are definitely speculators.

As long as he loses the next day, he will most likely run away.

Even if they win, these bet successful people will show off their vision and status to the latecomers with a superior posture.

So, he didn't see a single person.

Because when he wins the championship tomorrow and announces his identity, those who want to sincerely surrender will naturally come again, and as for the speculators, most of them will be screened out.

In fact, he also considered that Kearney would come to see him.

But I also thought that this princess must spend time with her father and king to entertain lords and nobles from all over the kingdom.

By the time the banquet is over, it may be already late at night.

Naturally, he would not think that this princess would come to him in the middle of the night regardless of the strange eyes of passers-by.

However, he really guessed wrong.

Not only did the princess in front of her come to look for her, but she even arranged for her guards outside the door clearly.

Vaguely, he heard the preaching voice of Snake Eye, an old boy who likes to pretend to be young, with a hippie smile on his face.

The object of the preaching seems to be his subordinate Tistan.

"Okay, don't change the subject on purpose." Brian stopped Kearney's words with his eyes, and said softly: "What's the matter with you here, just say it."

He didn't believe that the little princess came here in the middle of the night just to see him.

Of course, I would never believe that I came here to sleep with myself.

It's not impossible to sleep with him if he wants to.

It's just that the current him has not yet recovered his physical strength, and even the "Arcane Memory" has been used up in the whole day's game.

There are still two tough battles to be fought tomorrow, but he intends to send the dog head of the wolf in Niluskan to the palace of Tegrila, and then hang it on the wall of the Astakra Fortress to give Niluskan a blow. The morale of Luskan's army.

"Hmm...you stretch out your hand." Kearney pondered for a moment, blinked her water-blue eyes, and motioned for him to stretch out her hand with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Brian was stunned, followed her gaze down, and stayed on her empty hands, a little unable to guess what the other person was thinking, so he obediently followed suit.

He let Kearni put his hand on her palm affectionately, and then pressed the other hand to the back of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Brian was surprised to find that a golden light radiated outward from Kearney's body, covering him in a soft halo.

A calming warm current flowed through his whole body, and he instantly felt unprecedented relaxation and ease throughout his body, and the stiffness and soreness in his body disappeared without a trace.

As the golden radiance was contained by Kearney, Brian felt that he had been refreshed, and his spirit had returned to a state of stability and contentment.

Brian stretched his arms, feeling that his whole body was full of vitality, and then looked at the owner who caused all this: "This is a healing touch, how did you learn it?"

If he remembers correctly, "Healing Touch" is a supernatural ability that high-ranking angels are born with.

In addition to healing health and restoring vitality, it can also remove all negative conditions such as curses, diseases, poisoning, blindness and deafness on the body.

Aware of the princess's noble celestial lineage, he also tried to get her to awaken this powerful healing magic.

It's a pity that it ends in failure every time, and it doesn't matter in the end.

Who would have thought that it would really be in her hands.

"I'm not too sure." Kearney shook her head slightly, twirling a strand of hair with her fingers, recalling:
"This morning, when Archbishop Rickard of Karnas gave me his blessing, he suddenly learned."

Brian nodded thoughtfully. If he guessed correctly, the reason why she awakened this supernatural ability was definitely related to the last rosy morning light descending from the sky.

Although the other party refused to become a priest, it did not mean that the blessings of the priest and the benefits brought by that radiance were all withdrawn.

After all, Losander, the Lord of Dawn, is a neutral and good god. If you don’t consider his dark history, this powerful god is actually the most popular god in the entire material world, and even the three gods of justice are ranked behind. .

He not only holds the realm of goodness, but also represents protection, revival and hope to mortals.

It was precisely because of the fit with Kearni's divine art of adoration and kindness in the heavenly world that she naturally awakened this powerful divine art of recovery.

"How is it? Has your body recovered?" Kearney moved her body and stuck to Brian's side, her curved lips showing a sweet smile.

"Of course." Brian smiled like her and stretched out his arms. Kearney habitually leaned forward and was embraced by him, then arched like a kitten, changing a comfortable position.

Brian's fingers slid through Kearney's long, silky hair, gently stroking her cat-soft back.

He felt that the memories in his trance disappeared without a trace, and the inexplicable loneliness in his heart was filled by the princess in his arms.

It was as if the dry rocks in the wilderness were nourished by nectar, and he only felt himself intoxicated in the colorful clouds and sleeping peacefully in the warm sunshine.

This made him realize that the so-called loneliness was simply his wishful thinking, moaning without illness.

If he is willing to take the initiative to open his heart, how can he not find someone who resonates with him.

Enjoying the warm delicate body in his arms and the intoxicating fragrance, Brian involuntarily hugged him a little tighter.

"Bryan..." Kearney, whose breathing became increasingly disordered, raised her head from Bryan's arms and whispered softly, "It's getting late, I should go back."

"Then don't go back, stay here with me." Brian kissed her forehead, looked into her slightly blurred eyes, and earnestly asked her to stay.

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"But... here... it's a bit inappropriate."

Hearing these words, Kearni naturally understood what Brian wanted. Like a frightened deer, she hurriedly avoided those affectionate gazes, lowered her eyes shyly, but her heart was beating uncontrollably. I was a little bit looking forward to it, but also a little bit overwhelmed.

She tried her best to maintain a calm demeanor, blushed and secretly looked at the blanket on the floor, and whispered:

"I heard... If you have sex with someone you like for the first time, but you don't have much experience, and you don't know whether you should refuse, then you should evaluate and get out of bed."

"...Why is it a bed?" Brian stopped kneading, his eyes staring like eggs.

Obviously, it is incredible that such words can come out of this princess.

"It's just a bed. If you don't even have a bed, you can refuse immediately. If there is a bed, you can also refuse if the bed is dirty. You can only agree to him if the bed is clean, tidy and comfortable." Kearney looked at Brian, then looked at him again. She looked at the blanket on the ground and explained to him seriously.

Seeing his amazed and funny appearance, Kearney's complexion gradually softened, and she felt that her nervousness began to calm down.

"Which female sorceress are you listening to?" Brian angrily ruffled Corni's smooth long hair, "Don't listen to them in the future, these eccentric women have somewhat of a brain problem .”

In fact, what he wanted to say was that a certain concept of these women was very open, but after thinking about it, he finally didn't say it.

"How do you know I heard it from a sorceress?"

This time it was Kearney's turn to be surprised. Regardless of her rumpled hair, she got out of Brian's arms a little reluctantly, and stared warily into his eyes.

"Just guessing." Brian said pretending to be calm.

"Really?" Kearney nodded half-understanding.

Even Brian couldn't tell whether she really understood or pretended to understand.

"Brian, you must have met many sorceresses in your adventure career." Kearney asked abruptly.

"Not much, and it's all about missions." Brian replied in a relaxed tone while helping Kearney tidy her messy hair.

At this moment, the ambiguous atmosphere created by Korni's words suddenly disappeared, and the desire in his heart became less intense.

"Oh." Kearney nodded again with half understanding.

"Bryan, if you really want it, I won't refuse." Kearney hesitated, and met his gaze, "Actually, I don't know what liking is at all, I just know that ever since I saw you, I always I will think of you, and I want to share everything with you. When you talk to me, I am very happy. If you ignore me, I will be sad.

By saying these words, I just want you to know that you are not the choice I made after weighing the pros and cons like my father's political marriage, but the firmness I want to pursue even if it is impossible to succeed after my heart beats. , This... should be my greatest sincerity for this relationship. "

After hearing this, Brian looked at the princess in surprise, and felt that it was unbelievable that such a concept could come out of the mouth of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

He didn't know whether to call Kearney innocent or smart and intellectual.

The other party confessed his heart to him like this, which made him feel a little guilty.

Because, as Kearney said just now, this beautiful princess is actually her own choice after weighing the pros and cons.

Brian reached out to stop Kearney from undressing, shook his head slightly at her, and carefully combed her messy long hair, then took her hand and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll take you back .”

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(End of this chapter)