Mount and Blade

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A burst of white light flashed, and Green and the two people behind him were involved in an endless pure white world. What they saw when they looked up were pure white quartz stairs with no end in sight. The light above was so sacred and dazzling that it made people It is difficult to even pay tribute.

The light gradually condensed into a substantial woman, like a goddess in Greek mythology. She wore a star crown on her head, which was sacred and inviolable. She only wore a pure white Himachun to cover her body, and there were also anklets. A pure golden anklet, her left hand held a torch that seemed to be condensed from lightning and thunder, and she walked down the steps with bare feet. Her body was no longer understandable to mortals.

Her sacred eyes were fixed on Green, whose hands were bleeding profusely from holding the dragon horn tightly. Then, her eyes moved to her dependent, Trunks.

Trunks was stunned, that sacred and majestic aura of justice, who else could it be besides Astalia, the goddess of justice? Seeing the goddess's eyes moving towards him, Trunks immediately used his left hand to smooth the air in front of him and the cloak that did not exist behind him. He put his right hand on his chest, knelt down on one knee and lowered his noble head, waiting devoutly. Following the goddess's instructions, it seems that looking at it for a second longer is blasphemy against the goddess.

Selanti, who had never seen such a scene before, naturally had no choice but to kneel down on one knee along with Trunks. Although he had never believed in gods, the unexplainable scene in front of him still had to be convincing.

"As my dependent...Captain Trunks, from today on, this child will be favored by justice in the Holy Dragon Knights. Please make sure that every Holy Dragon Knight recognizes him, protects him, and protects him." Defend him bravely on the battlefield until he leaves the land belonging to Buckley and returns to the continent of Pendor!"

"As you wish, my goddess, I will swear with my life that I will use my strong body and flesh and blood to protect him on this land!!" Trunks's words were extremely pious. The lofty faith has reached its peak at this moment.

Astalia nodded slightly.

"Remember your oath, Trunks... everything you see and know about me tonight will be kept secret. Do you understand?"

"Follow the goddess's teachings!!" Trunks said extremely solemnly.

Astalia's eyes swept over the half-elf hybrid who had been secretly sizing up her. Then she smiled kindly at Green, who was still staring at her blankly. She turned around and followed the stone steps to form a scattered path. The light left.

And Seranti felt cold sweat dripping down her back. That look contained majesty and a warning, as if she had seen through her intentions towards Green, and... don't take advantage of him.

The surrounding white light was dazzling for a while, and several people returned to the top of the dragon's head again. The cold touch on the body called back the consciousness of the three people. Only then did Trunks dare to slowly open his eyes. The goddess's pure white and holy body was I am afraid that the figure will never be forgotten in my life.

Seranti stood up slowly, trembling slightly, and stood there for a while looking a little numb, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Grimm!"

Trunks strode to Green's side. Since he is the person appointed by the goddess to protect him, he must be responsible to the end. He will train this child as the next leader of the Holy Dragon Knights!

"Grimm?!"

When Trunks walked up to Green and patted him on the shoulder, he realized something was wrong with the child. Green fainted in his arms, but the cold snowy sky was exuding an unusually hot fever. It was red. Fever! !

And Seranti also recovered from the violent mental shock just now, and hurried over to check the situation...

[Has been blessed by the goddess of justice, strength +2]

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The realm of Pendor.

Astalia: "......"

Astalia, who passed through the portal, instantly transformed into a Greek teenager. The thunder torch in her hand had already turned into a shining golden spear and was retracted into her original sea of ​​consciousness.

He looked at the thin boy beside the stone table and sighed.

"Yumi."

"Hey, Atta! You are too careless, but I have covered up the aftermath of this power!"

The dark blue-haired boy is so thin that even the shoulder stilts and the red Clemis short cloak can't hide his slenderness. However, despite being so weak, he is still teasing the owl on his shoulder and feeding it. Golden grains of wheat.

"...I have done as you asked, what are you going to do next?"

"Well, I also hope that I can give him some inspiration and help, but I am too weak now. Let's wait and see what happens!"

The young man named Yumi thought for a while and flipped through the Code of Order on the table. He seemed to be too weak to think too much. He put his hands on the book on the stone table and stretched his eyelids tiredly to maintain it. .

"Thank you, Atta..."

Yumi fell asleep again lying on the stone table, and the code disappeared, and the owl cooed anxiously next to Yumi.

"well..."

The blond boy known as Atta sighed again. Yumi, who was cursed by the snake god, was getting weaker and was about to disappear. The snake god Azdahaka and the evil god E had to work together to seal it. Reda Oxor has gradually recovered, and her relatives are still casting magic and running rampant in the land where magic has disappeared.

If Yumi cannot wake up in the next war of the gods, it will be a very troubling thing. Perhaps the next fragmented Pende will be Barkley, and the shrewdness of the Barkley people seems to put the kingdom into a strange atmosphere. Several internal struggles in the kingdom and the independence of Mettenheim mean that Barkley's vitality is seriously damaged, and a deeper storm seems to be brewing as the old king's body becomes weaker and weaker. Is this a curse from the evil god in secret? Or... is it the greed of humans themselves?

As the god of Barkley's leading faith, Astalia can feel that unusual, but in order to reduce the infiltration of evil forces in the cracks, the mortal world is no longer full of magic, and the so-called gods cannot cross this gap to come to the lower world to directly change the world.

Ata picked up Yumi's skinny body and walked towards his temple. Order... still needs new hope to awaken. I hope that the so-called son of prophecy will not disappoint him too much.

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Time goes back, the elf forest

Under the tampering of the oracle, a new life is quietly coming to the wooden house of Lord Aldarion, the cruel Noldor warlord and defender of the Noldor homeland.

All the elves' memories have unknowingly added the name of a Noldor elf named Kualis, the son of Lord Aldarion, the only offspring left by the elf he loved when he was young.

As for how his lover died, no one dared to mention it in front of him. The only thing we know is that he hated the Jatu people and all humans in this world.