The Sun King's Evidence

"Even if mortals try their best, they may not be able to match the Chaos army. If it is really necessary, Nagash can resurrect all the undead in the world, so we may still have a chance to fight." The fairy in the lake closed her eyes: "So, my original plan was that if necessary, I could resurrect Nagash at the expense of mortals."

"What a bad idea." Ryan said with disappointment, but he was also a little helpless. Even his father, the Emperor, was forced to cooperate with the Eldar Death God after his resurrection: "But sometimes it's like this... But, my lady..."

"Still calling me ma'am?!" The Lake Fairy stared at Ryan with an unkind look. She put down the Holy Grail and walked to Ryan.

"Uh...Ms. Lilith..." Ryan said, feeling very awkward.

"It's Lilith!" The Lake Fairy patted Ryan's shoulder with her little hand.

"Okay... Lilith, what I want to say is that maybe you don't need to seek help from the undead, at least there is no need to seek help from Nagash. Nagash and the vampires he created are creatures that are both snakes and mice. They We have betrayed our alliance so many times in history. These despicable and untrustworthy creatures are not worthy of trust." Ryan rubbed his chin as he rejected the opinion of the Lake Fairy.

"But if this is the case, the power of mortals is not enough to fight against the army of Chaos." The Lake Fairy looked at Ryan intently: "But, Ryan, I changed my mind after seeing you. Your existence proves that we are not the only ones fighting against Chaos. What?"

Ryan didn't answer, he just nodded slightly.

"Great!" The haze between the lake fairy's brows and eyes disappeared, and the goddess happily threw herself on him and kissed him on the face: "Sure enough, you are the best gift that subspace has given me. That idiot White Wolf Yurik doesn’t even know how to use you.”

"Don't be too proud. My daughter Lilith, if you can't create specific conditions for me, I won't be able to recruit reinforcements." Ryan picked up the Lake Fairy and put it on his body. He looked at the lake. The fairy's peerless youthful face seemed to have remembered something, and she said deliberately: "I heard from the woodland lord Delina that every new moon night, Aralos would take his beloved falcon to patrol the woodland, hoping to be with the beautiful Goddess Lilith meets again~"

There was an indescribable strange flavor in the voice of the divinely chosen champion.

"Ah!" The fairy in the lake sighed helplessly and covered her face with her hands. She just sat on Ryan's lap and shook her head in distress: "I really don't know how to say this. Alaros is really... he woke up After that, he told others about meeting me and saving me. As time went by, almost all the wood elves knew about the relationship between Aralos and me. They first thought that Aralos was interested in me, but they couldn't help it. All kinds of gossip spread wildly. You know, my champions, the Easleys usually hide in the forest. Their days are long and boring. At night, they light a bonfire and everyone gathers together to tell stories. One of the few joys.”

"It's understandable... Hahahaha!" Ryan couldn't help but laugh. The God's Chosen Champion laughed so hard that his eyes were squeezed together, and he covered his face with his hands in an imageless manner, laughing out loud.

The Lake Fairy was so embarrassed that the goddess herself couldn't help laughing at last.

Yes, during the long life of the wood elves, except for wars and festivals, the wood elves rarely had contact with the outside world. Their lives were quite boring. Ryan could imagine that this story would be constantly adapted by the wood elves around the campfire until it was adapted. into what.

"As you can imagine, the stories of Ryan, Aralos and me were gradually adapted into a mess, and there were rumors about a goddess marrying someone else, or about having sex with him in the wild in order to repay a favor, and then there were rumors of sex. Come out, of course all the wood elves know that this is not true, they are just satirizing Arallos's unreasonable thoughts in this way." The fairy in the lake picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip: "Alaros also He didn’t understand what I meant at all. After he chose to become Alaire’s God’s Chosen Champion, he can no longer become my God’s Chosen Champion.”

"In the final analysis, it was you who broke the contract first. Before Aralos became the God's Chosen Champion of Forest Queen Alaire, you made me your God's Chosen Champion." Ryan pointed out the immorality of the Lake Fairy.

"Now that I own you, I don't need Aralos, my champion." The Lake Fairy shook her head: "In any sense, you are better than Aralos. You can provide me with whatever you want so that I can be in the Lord's hands." It is easy to enter and leave the material world, you have a strong will and strength, and you are also the nemesis of chaos and corruption. With you and Teclis here, it is enough."

"What do you think about the fact that Duke Belion may have secretly hidden the nine volumes of Nagash?" Ryan changed the question, but the expression on his face did not change.

"The return of gods to gods, and the return of mortals to mortals. I can't interfere in this matter beyond the king and Morgiana, but I will pay close attention to the progress of this matter." The fairy in the lake continued to arrange everything, her pink cherry blossoms His lips moved lightly, and he uttered touching words: "Just go ahead and do it, my champion, I am your solid backing."

"Then I need to unite the power of the entire country to meet the third Chaos invasion that may come soon. Even if I want to be...is that okay?" Ryan said seriously.

"Of course! Why did I come to the old world? Why did I show miracles here? Because I need an army that is loyal to me, and I need to have my own power." The fairy in the lake whispered: "In the High Elves Among the most elite troops, the Sword Master of Hoth belongs to Hoth, the Phoenix Guard belongs to Asuryan, the Eternal Queen's maid belongs to Isa, and the Dragon Princes of Caledor only believe in themselves. What I have is the Knights of the Holy Grail. .”

"Let it go, Ryan. You will fight for a larger territory and a higher title by yourself. I have paved the way for you, and I will support you until you achieve your goals." The middle fairy gently whispered in Ryan's ear: "In the future, you will be the father of the new Asuryan... This is the agreement between you and me."

"I don't seem to agree..."

"You must agree! Because you are my champion!" The Lake Fairy suddenly turned over and sat on Ryan's body, grabbing Ryan's collar. Her green eyes were full of danger, and the huge divine power in her body was released. : "I have given up my plan because of your appearance, what else do you want from me?"

As the Lake Fairy and the goddess of dreams and luck among elves, Lilith's reserves of divine power are comparable to those of the main elves, and even stronger than many human gods. Her divine power is enough to shatter ancient behemoths.

But it had no effect on Ryan.

"That's because there's something wrong with your plan! Lilith, I'm just pointing out your problem." Ryan held the soft little hands of the Lake Fairy, and he said helplessly: "Whether I show up or not, your plan will not work." It’s destined to be impossible to succeed.”

"Then I don't care, I chose you, and you chose me. This is the choice of fate, Ryan, this is our agreement." The fairy in the lake pointed her finger on Ryan's chest, and the Holy Grail engraved was glowing. The divine fire belonging to the fairy in the lake is burning, illuminating her icy face: "I have foreseen that fate will connect us and we are inseparable. Separation will only lead to destruction."

"...Can I trust you? My lady?" Ryan finally became serious.

Indeed, as the Lake Fairy said, his alliance with her is currently the most advantageous choice. The Lake Fairy has given her greatest sincerity. She has revealed her divine fire, which represents the origin of the gods. If Ryan is really a despicable person. With the Lake Fairy's incompetent melee ability, he can even seize Lilith's divine fire.

Moreover, Ryan knew that he could not wait any longer.

It has been twenty-three years since he came to this world, and he was promoted from the adopted son of a lord to the current baron. From the perspective of this world, his promotion speed has been like a rocket, but he has no next twenty-three years. Three years!

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This year, the winter in Britannia has been extremely cold, especially in the Duchy of Connaught. The land ravaged by floods has now begun a long and tedious reconstruction. The vampire count's power suffered heavy losses in this battle.

This put the Blood Red Duke's plan on hold. The great former Duke of Aquitaine and now the vampire leader had planned to go all out in the war between the Kingdom of Knights and the Beastmen to regain his own throne of the Knight King. .

The Red Duke's plan was stopped by a mysterious visitor who told him that just like your many previous wars, this time you will also suffer a tragic failure.

"You know who I am, the Red Duke."

Yes, the Red Duke knows who he is. He is the Lord of the Dead and the most loyal servant of the Master of the Undead, Nagash, the Lich King "Black" Arkhan.

Relying on powerful undead magic, Arkhan awakened and enslaved the undead souls of twelve Holy Grail Knights. They were bound by Arkhan's undead magic. Except for the undead soul of one Holy Grail Knight who barely broke free and escaped, the rest The eleven undead Holy Grail Knights have been organized into the undead army, and they have a new title - the Black Holy Grail Knights.

With his own power, Arkhan has gained the trust of the Red Duke. On the high tower of Mousilon Castle in the middle of winter, vampires and undead are discussing their next move.

Arkhan wore a huge crown and held a huge undead staff. The staff was burning with cyan undead fire. His temperament looked like that of a loyal elder. When he spoke, he was like a wizard. The demon king's tone was polite. Even though he had become an undead and a skeleton, he still dressed himself up in gorgeous elven satin robes and exquisite rune armor.

In contrast, the Blood Red Duke is wearing a full-body cursed plate armor in black and red. In his hand is the heirloom sword passed down by the Duke of Aquitaine. He has sunken eye sockets, a pale face, a rotten nose and protrusions. His cheekbones clearly indicated that he was already a vampire.

The gold goblet was filled with the delicious girl's blood. The blood-red Duke raised the golden goblet and drank the blood in one gulp. He could feel the wonderful touch of the blood washing through his throat.

That's called happiness.

Faintly, the Blood Red Duke looked at the golden cup in his hand, a little lost. He seemed to remember that many years ago, when he was still a human being, when he was still a Duke, he seemed to be pursuing similar things. , at that time he was not living on human blood. He was once a model of chivalry. He was once...

"Bang!" The golden cup filled with gems was smashed under the steps of the castle tower. The happiness that was finally obtained was filled with jealousy and rage. When it was sealed by the Lake God Witch, it was sealed in the cemetery. The Red Duke has spent centuries in impotent rage, and now he will seek vengeance on the nation.

The golden cup that was thrown down the steps attracted the attention of Arkhan, who was whispering to his godson Mahhubard. The Lich King said politely: "Our most respected and trusted friend, my Duke, what caused this? I understand your unhappiness, can you tell me about it?"

"Who are we going to kill now?" The Blood Red Duke was filled with fury. He stood up and was about to summon the army: "Whoever you say we should kill, we will kill!"

Groups of bats flapped their wings and flew near the tower, and their shrill and unpleasant screams were heard inside the tower. After the Blood Red Duke took over Musilon, he tried to build the castle here like his previous castle. Luxurious and magnificent, but as time passed, the Red Duke had lost interest in maintaining this false glory, and now these areas have been occupied by faded tapestries, rusty armor and dense cobwebs.

"Please be patient, my friend." Arkhan shook his head gently, and a little magic quieted the Blood Red Duke: "It's not yet time, patience is a virtue and a necessary means to win victory."

"When can we take action?" The Blood Red Duke said impatiently, "I have waited long enough."

"Soon, my Duke." Arkhan also walked down the steps. He looked at the distortion and degradation under the prosperity of Musilon: "We need to wait until spring comes and the ice and snow melt, otherwise we will not be able to rely on ourselves. It’s done, the Lake in the Lake’s rule over this country is deep-rooted, and the presence of the Holy Grail Knights deters all enemies in the dark, including us.”

"This situation will not change until spring begins!" the Blood Red Duke continued.

"Yes...and we also need a collaborator." Arkhan continued, looking towards the sky.

In the sky covered by dark clouds, a huge zombie dragon soared in the sky.

Riding on the back of the dragon was a bald man with bare arms. He held an ancient cursed sword in one hand and a hook sickle in the other. There was no hair on his smooth head. All that was left was a trembling scalp, pale complexion and a pair of silver eyes.

Arkhan nodded slightly. All vampires are dependents of Nagash. They cannot resist Nagash, just like the Holy Grail Knights cannot resist the Fairy of the Lake.

"At last...Manfred von Carstein."

"Master needs your strength."

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