It looked particularly dazzling under the misty sky.
Mobadi silently took his daughter's hand and walked slowly towards the end of the Singweis dynasty. When they arrived at their destination, six knights in blood-red armor and hoods surrounded them—the high-ranking paladins of Shia, the Judgment Knights. The leader took off the hood that covered his face, and looked at the holder of the holy cross sword with cold eyes.
"I am Midil, the leader of the Judgment Knights." The other party said in a low voice, "My two predecessors died under your sword. I hoped to have a one-on-one duel, but really Sadly, that doesn't seem to be possible now."
"Since the outcome has been decided, a duel is meaningless." Mobadi replied indifferently.
"A guy who lacks the dignity of a warrior." The head of the Knights of Judgment snorted, and then stepped aside, "Go up to the top and execute at noon."
The ruler who lost his country obediently climbed the steps to the high gallows. But when he was about to reach the high platform, the child beside him finally stumbled and fell to the ground. When Mobadi tried to help his daughter up, he suddenly found that her whole body was shaking violently.
"Don't be afraid, Ishtar. This is the responsibility that we must fulfill as a royal family. We usually have the power to command the whole country, so when the country encounters a disaster, we should be the ones who have to bear it all." The king put one knee on his knees. Kneeling down, he looked at his daughter patiently, "Look below."
His finger points to the silent crowd gathered in the Square of the Cross.
"If we don't want to face death, death will find them."
"Yes, father, I understand." Ishtar replied intermittently, "I... will not bow my head, and will not let the oath on the cross sword be humiliated... Absolutely..." The girl said, trying her best to want She squeezed out a smile, but tears of fear poured out uncontrollably.
Facing the crying Ishtar, Mobadi didn't know what to say. Although he was the king on the battlefield, the king who only knew how to perform his duties never took a good look at his daughter. Even when her mother died of illness, he was still on the front line and had no intention of returning.
So... the current self has no qualifications to preach at all.
"The responsibility of the royal family, the obligation of the royal family", this kind of words seemed pale and powerless in front of the crying and trembling girl.
"I'm sorry, I want you to bear this responsibility." Mobadi stretched out his hand, hugged his drenched daughter into his arms, trying to feel the breath and trembling of his petite body - this was his only hug, just a short time For a moment, but it seems to last for centuries.
"I'm sorry...but please bear with me." The king clumsily coaxed his daughter, "Just a moment is all it takes, because the pain actually only lasts for a moment."
"En..." Ishtar buried his head in his father's arms and raised his head after a while, "I will try my best, Dad." This time, he really smiled.
But this smile made Mobadi's jewel-like pupils suddenly dim, as if all the luster had been sucked out, turning them into a pool of stagnant water.
The gloomy executioners surrounded them without a word, and led the two men to the black gallows respectively. First, they tied their arms behind their backs with cowhide ropes, and then put the nooses around their necks. Due to the child's light weight, the execution may take too long and suffer a lot. For this reason, Midil personally tied iron blocks on Ishtar's ankles. During the whole process, the girl didn't struggle and was as quiet as a stone statue.
A high-level mage appeared on the distant clock tower. He first watched the sun through the clouds with his magical eyes, and then nodded to the knight beside him. Then, the heavy bell sounded into people's ears. When the reverberation of the bell lingered in the square, the trial knight in charge of the execution walked to the mechanism of the gallows.
"It's noon~!" The standing crowd seemed to be in a commotion for an instant, but the iron wall formed by the revenge knights mercilessly blocked the trembling wave.
"Noon." The head of the Knights of Judgment nodded, and the executioner pressed the mechanism, and the steel gears began to rotate. The wooden plank under the victim's feet was removed in an instant, and the iron block at the girl's feet fell like a dim star in a gray moonlit night.
Dimly, Mobadi heard his own heartbeat. It was as if his body was not his own, but he was still conscious, and the touch of his fingertips told him that he was lying on a bed rather than in a hard tomb.
I should have died... thought the tortured king in a daze. Then, he heard the echo in the blood. What is wrong with my body
The more difficult the matter, the more you must confront it head-on. This is the principle that the holders of the Holy Cross Sword have followed all the year round, so Mobadi was only confused for a while, and then tried to open his eyes—even if he is in the Twisting Void now. Well, he had to figure out his situation.
This is a stone room, the furnishings are quite simple. At the other end of the room, several people were curiously looking at Mobadi who had just woken up. Among them, a tall man with long silver hair who looked like a leader walked to the bed first. The moment he caught the man's sight, the king couldn't help tensing up subconsciously.
Like myself, that person has a pair of ruby-like pupils—jewel pupils that can see through all actions~!
"I'm Jagassi." The silver-haired, red-eyed man smiled slightly, and then stretched out his hand to Mobadi, "You have surpassed the trial of death, welcome to become a member of the blood clan, Mobadi Singweis."
Emperor Jagassi, the legend of the Grand Lourdes Arena~! Although he is a very influential existence, since it is impossible to affect the rise and fall of the empire, the king never deliberately collected his information. But Mobadi was still a little shocked when the legendary strongest fighter was in front of him and introduced himself lightly.
And even the ruler who lacked emotion, when he heard the last equally understated welcome speech, his brain couldn't help but stop for several seconds—he was actually turned into a vampire~! But this can explain why the body has such a strange mutation, why the throat is so hungry.
Mobadi knows that there are many things that must be confirmed one by one - why he did not die on the gallows, how he was rescued here, why the famous emperor wanted to save him, what is the purpose of transforming himself into a vampire, etc. . But before that, there is one top priority that must be confirmed.
"Where is my daughter?" The king asked in a hoarse voice, omitting the etiquette before speaking for the first time.
The emperor understood the gaze in Gemstone's pupils, so he nodded silently, motioning for the other party to follow. Mobadi staggered off the bed, trying to control his unfamiliar body while following Jagasi closely. After walking for a long time in the icy corridor, a group of people finally arrived at their destination, pushed open the door at the end of the corridor, and the starry night sky jumped into their eyes.
"That's it." The emperor stepped aside.
Mobadi's pupils shrank violently in an instant—a small and simple tomb was in front of him.
"After human blood is fused with vampire blood, it will produce pain and hallucinations for three consecutive days and three nights. In the world of vampires, this is the so-called 'death trial'. During the transformation from the living to the dead, Only one out of ten thousand can succeed." Jagassi's tone was sympathetic and apologetic, "It took you a whole week ago to bring you here, and the details can be explained later. First Embrace, because it was the only way, but unfortunately... the child did not survive the trial."
The dazed Mobadi didn't answer, but just stared at the tomb without saying a word.
"This sword, I got it back for you." The emperor took the sharp weapon from his subordinates and handed it over. "For the Singweiss family, the cross sword should be very important, right?"
"Yes." There was a ripple in the king's jewel pupils, he took the sword cautiously, and then bowed to Yagasi, "Thank you."
Then, Mobadi strode close to his daughter's tomb, and put the Holy Cross sword on his chest: "I can't make up for you, but at least, please accept my tribute." A ceremony of adoration was performed at the tomb of Shutar—this is the highest courtesy a knight can express to someone he respects.
"Shouldn't you present a bouquet of flowers as a loved one?" asked the emperor.
"Do you think that a man who told his daughter 'Go to hell' is qualified to be called a father?" Mobadi did not turn around, but said this in a cold tone like a trial. It's not about questioning the vampires watching around, nor about the confused emperor, nor about myself who only knows how to fulfill its responsibilities.
It's just pure trial, and it's come to a ruthless conclusion.
By the way, Mobadi Singweis is not qualified to be called a father. Looking at the little tomb in the dark, the lonely king said to himself.
Spoiler: Flame Soul Fire Cross [Twenty Character Army]
For the next three days, Mobadi didn't do anything—he didn't even leave the door of the stone room, and just locked himself in the room and meditated. Most people believe that the shock of losing his country and loved ones made the one-time king give up his desire to continue living, but Jagasi thinks otherwise.
Regardless of past experience and personality, the owner of the gemstone pupil will definitely make the most of everything available around him, the emperor is sure of this. The opponent was just trying to adjust himself to the most suitable state for fighting. Once he mastered the vampire's body and overcame his desire for blood, it must be the right time to "negotiate".
The rumored king who doesn't understand feelings...how on earth can he be persuaded to become the sword of the goddess? Thinking of this, the invincible emperor couldn't help smiling.
However, when mortals stand in front of a will that transcends the three realms, that kind of dialogue may not be called "negotiation."
On the fourth night, when the sun sank below the horizon and night fell again, Mobadi found Jagasi.
"The ability to adapt to the new body is quite strong." There was no trace of surprise on the emperor's expression, "I know you have a lot of questions to ask, come with me." He turned around without any explanation, and took Moba The emperor walked towards the corridor—but this time it was in the opposite direction from last time, not the exit leading to the cemetery, but a deeper labyrinth like a spider web.
"Do you know 'Fire Dragon's Blood Wine'? It's a magical potion. If it is given to a dying person, the elemental power contained in it will counteract the gravitational force from the Netherworld, forcing the soul to stay in the body for more time " Yagasi's unhurried voice echoed in the empty underground corridor, "After I learned that you were about to be executed, I gave Victor this potion and asked him to put it on you and Yixiu. in Tal's drink."
Mobadi couldn't help frowning—Victor was the captain of his guard and the most determined one among those who opposed the king's life for peace. Although it is clear that this is done to protect oneself, as the ruler of the empire, the fact that other forces have infiltrated the Guards is still frustrating.
Being able to achieve this level, the mysterious vampire leader in front of him is obviously more elusive than imagined.
The emperor didn't care about the vigilant eyes of the other party, but continued to explain on his own: "It's just that in order to get the 'remains', we had to confront the trial knights head-on in the end." He stopped suddenly as he spoke. Looking straight at the followers, "Your rebirth was exchanged for the lives of one hundred and forty-seven high-ranking vampires, please don't forget this."
"It seems to be a considerable price." Stared at by the same pair of blood-red eyes that can see through everything, Mobadi felt cold all over, "The reason? A king who has lost his country has no value to use."
"This statement is too modest." The other party smiled, "Since the fall of Great Lourdes, I have understood that even if I have the ability to act in the sun, it is not enough for the blood race itself. In order to obtain Hexia The power to counterbalance must gather all the forces that can be assembled in this world, and then defeat the alliance of the goddesses at the right time."
"And you are exactly that kind of talent."
"You want to defeat Goddess Xia? Just because you are a mortal?" The newborn vampire stopped abruptly, "That's not a gap that can be made up by numbers. No matter how many times you win, the goddess is still a goddess; But as long as you lose once, you will never be able to stand up again, I know this very well."
"Perhaps." The emperor shrugged his shoulders, his tone was very calm, "Perhaps gods are indeed invincible by mortals. But..."
He said with a mysterious smile: "We are not resisting for the sake of resistance. There is also a goddess behind the blood race, and it is a completely different existence from Xia who is immersed in severe judgment."
This is a battle between gods~!
Mobadi suddenly realized in an instant. Just when the shocked king wanted to ask something, he found that the complicated maze had been left behind him.
"Come on." Jagassi didn't mean to explain further, but just motioned for the other party to follow him.
Pushing open the heavy oak gate at the end of the corridor, what Mobadi saw was a dense forest. Like every soldier who stepped into an unfamiliar environment, Mobadi began to look around: here towering old trees stood, surrounded by unknown vines, the soil under his feet was damp and soft, and some low shrubs grew on it. The moonlight occasionally passes through the dark clouds and sifts down from the gaps in the branches and leaves of the treetops, adding a bit of quiet warmth to this silent world.
"Dark Forest." The observer came to a conclusion.
"That's right, this base is located at the junction of the White Rock Mountains and the Gloomy Forest. It is the result of the renovation of ancient ruins. It is a fringe area that neither elves nor dwarves can touch." The emperor took his words, "Even if there are adventurers If he enters this place by mistake, the dream enchantment will make him go back unknowingly, and he will never reach this land."
"That's... the power of a goddess?" Mobadi asked cautiously.
"En. The power of a goddess."
"What is the so-called god?" After decades of overlooking the country from the throne, the king finally had a desire to know something beyond his duties.
"You can feel and judge by yourself." Jagassi said, smiling.
The next moment, a strong wind blew in the quiet forest. A crack opened in the cloudy sky, revealing the cold moon. A cascade of light flows between the stretched branches and leaves, erasing the gloom cast over the surrounding landscape.
Then, the figure leaning on the tall branch was reflected in Mobadi's pupils—the blond hair wet by the moonlight seemed to be sprinkled with gold dust; the fair skin was comparable to the heavy snow in the North; Awe-inspiring look. She is a girl who can't see through the pupils of jewels, and who can't be described as beautiful even by a king of iron and stone—
That is the existence called gods that transcend the three realms.
"I'm Fina." With a voice like a silver bell, the still time began to flow again, "Goddess Fina, the will body born to fulfill father's wish."
This is the first contact between the bearer of the Sword of the Holy Cross and the Goddess.
Prior to this, Mobadi's understanding of God was limited to knights who were protected by the Holy Light and mages who mastered advanced technology. Why does God exist? what can they do What are they trying to do? He knew nothing about these, and there was no need to know—all the Singweis family had to do was to perform their duties as rulers, so that Gulan Bell could continue to maintain its status as the overlord of the mainland.
But it is different now, Mobadi Singweis is just a newborn vampire, he has neither relatives nor country, and he only has a sword in his hand.
The holy cross sword will not be wielded for personal dreams, not to mention that Mobadi has never had a personal dream. So he needs to know why the knights of Fina are fighting, and why Fina wants to become a god. Most importantly, he had to confirm what kind of impact the world would have on the world by assisting Fina and opposing Shia, and what kind of impact a war belonging to the gods would have on mortals.
In order to get this answer, Mobadi waited for a full hundred years.
In the 42nd year of the Western Calendar, the entire continent of South Canados was completely under the rule of the Holy See. The dwarves of the White Rock Mountains and the elves of the Dark Forest expressed their surrender to the Knights of Judgment. The five continents of North Canados Countries are also economically controlled due to trade. The League of Goddesses has entered its heyday.
However, although Shia's power can make her followers invincible, it cannot help the Holy See rule such a vast territory. Without the blessing of magic, no matter how sharp a weapon is, it will collapse, and without self-discipline and restraint, no matter how powerful a rule is, it will fall apart.
In the 108th year of the Hierarchic calendar, except for South Canados, where the central Holy See is located, the situation in all places became turbulent due to the harsh rule of the bishops—because in this century, although the slogan of the Judgment of the Knights has never been Nothing has changed, but its members are more and more greedy for power and money—the political struggle that was ridiculed and despised by the goddess knights has now spread silently in the holy church with the statue of Shia open.
"For Fina, now is the best opportunity." Jagasi stood on a high cliff, looking at the sunset that was about to be swallowed by the horizon. After a while, he turned around and looked at his students. "Besides, I think it's time for you to decide your own choice."
The other daywalker didn't answer, just silently overlooking the former royal city of Gulan Bell.
The great empire that spanned the mountains a hundred years ago is now divided into six provinces, managed by six cardinals. Originally, this was a fairly effective way of governing. However, due to the greed of the bishops, the local armies other than the Judgment Knights were divided into private forces. The current army not only fails to protect the people, but frequently points the finger at them—bishops levy heavier taxes every year, and often imprison workers for heresy for "political achievements".
The harsh word "judgment" has been completely corrupted.
After a long silence, Mobadi finally nodded: "Well, it is indeed time to make a choice."
"Seeing the current scene, will you regret your decision to surrender?"
Mobadi shook his head: "Of course not, that was the only solution a hundred years ago, not to mention that although the Singweis Dynasty will perish and the Gulambeier Empire will collapse, the entities of the country and the people who make up the country The people are still there, and it is not bad for them to join the alliance with a stronger force, but it is enough to gain progress from it."
"As for now... just one thing, the goddess's rule is the same as that of mortals, and it has nothing to do with eternity." The king summed it up lightly, "I entrusted the people to Xiya, and she managed it excellently, but Now this entrustment must be withdrawn, because she has lost that qualification, and everything is just that."
"Fina is different. Her ideal is far from a simple 'conquer and rule', but a desire to change the whole world." Jagassi's tone contained nostalgia and yearning.
"I'm also looking forward to it, but since we want to defeat Xiya, managing the Xiya Alliance well is also an unavoidable part." The emperor's student nodded, "For Mobadi Singweis, becoming The reason for the Knight of Fina is not because of the desire of the goddess to become a perfect body, but simply because it is my responsibility."
"Responsibility...?" the emperor muttered to himself, "very persistent thoughts, but who gave you that responsibility?"
"Perhaps it was something decided when he inherited the oath of the Holy Cross Sword and shouldered the name of the king. But..." Mobadi said, subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword at his waist, and then let go, "Not only That is so, for as long as I exist, even without arms and crown, the duty remains. Exactly what it is is impossible to say, but it is certain that the duty must be fulfilled."
As he spoke, he turned and walked towards the path down the mountain, indicating that the conversation would stop here.
"Do you hate Shia?" The emperor's voice forced the pace to stop.
"No, that kind of emotion will only make people lose their ability to judge rationally." Mobadi still turned his back to his teacher, so he couldn't see his expression, "Discussing these is meaningless, I just want to implement Obligation, that's enough." He replied briefly, and then disappeared with the setting sun.
In the 109th year of the Hiar calendar, the war between the gods finally broke out. With the blood clan directly under Goddess Fina as the vanguard, countries and regions dissatisfied with the rule of the Holy See rose up one after another, setting off a protracted war. Not only the Canados continent, but even Lorentan, which is far away across the ocean, was also affected by both sides.
In the joint army of Goddess Fina, Mobadi Singweis, as the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Canados Strategic Army, leads a large army composed of humans. This invincible legion has a distinctive feature: the weapons used by all knights are ancient cross-handed swords. That's why it's called—
crusader.
Compared with the blood race led by the emperor, human beings cannot get rid of the shackles of fatigue, pain and fear, but for Mobadi this is not a problem at all. A hundred years ago, the lonely king was unable to resist the invasion of the Goddess followers. However, at this moment, after becoming a knight of Fina, the crusaders he led are like the sharpest sharp knives, and the defense line that the Knights of Judgment have painstakingly managed for decades Cut to pieces in just a few weeks.
In the 110th year of the Greek calendar, the last member of the Singwys family finally personally led the army to capture the former royal city of Granbell.
When that tall and lonely figure walked alone on the avenue leading from the palace to the Cross Square again, no one knew whether his soul was trembling at this moment, whether his will was boiling.
Does he recall the moment when he took off the crown for the country
Did he recall the intent eyes of the people on the Croisette
Did he... recall Ishtar's smiling face at the last moment
Even the emperor, who knew Mobadi well, didn't know.
But one thing is certain, the pace of the crusaders will not stop there, the cross sword will continue to wield. Although Mobadi lost his oath to defend the country, he shouldered the responsibility of protecting the world.
In order to fulfill this responsibility, the only thing the holder of the Holy Cross Sword can do is to face the never-ending battle.
Extra Story Soul of Flame Fire Cross [Three Thunders]
The 129th year of the Xi'an calendar, the twentieth year of the war of the gods. When the flames of war raged throughout the Canados Continent, Fina finally sensed the location where the World Tree was about to descend—the northern part of the Lorentan Continent, the sphere of influence of Shia.
Any magic is ineffective for the Goddess' Soul Stone, so if the Fina Alliance wants to safely escort Fina to the other side of the ocean in the future, they must completely control the sky and sea, and at the same time open up the land of Lorendan. Create a "Shinto" leading to the birthplace of the world tree.
Even for the invincible emperor, this is still a very difficult task-when caught in a long-term war, the blood clans are doomed to lose the sharpness of the initial victories.
After the Shia Alliance survived the successive defeats in the first few battles, they decisively and publicly executed the leader of the Trial Knights to publicly execute the extortionists. Then, the then head of the Judgment Knights, Adoka Xia, decisively abandoned A large area of territory is shrinking the front, relying on the deep defense line of the southern continent to resist Fina's offensive. However, after the blood clan regained Gulan Bell, they fell into the quagmire of a tug-of-war due to the expansion of the territory. At this time, it is undoubtedly quite risky to deploy troops to the mainland of Lorentan.
However, it is also a test that every will body that aspires to become a goddess must go through.
As the supreme commander of Fina's coalition forces, Emperor Jagassi must stay on the Canados continent, and the task of developing the "Shinto" fell on Mobadi's shoulders.
In the 132nd year of the Shea Calendar, the third year that the Fina Expeditionary Force came to Lorendan.
The sky is stained with thin ink, with the unique silence before dawn. Mobadi sat on the corpse as high as a mountain, holding the holy cross sword in his hand, looking at the light green plain, waiting for the dawn of a new day.
The encounter that lasted for three days and two nights was over. The enemy who wanted to intercept the expeditionary force was lured by ingenious tactics and was surrounded instead. The loss reached 30,000 people, while the soldiers who died on their own side were even less than 10,000. Not only that, the strategic goal of jointly developing "Shinto" with Fahdod has also been achieved without hindrance.
It can be regarded as a victory worth bragging about, right? However, for the holder of the Holy Cross Sword, this is just a daily scene.
The bloody smell around is very strong, and ordinary vampires will soon fall into a state of madness in this environment, and even attack regardless of whether they are friends or foes. Even the most resolute warrior would need at least decades of training to overcome this instinctive desire.
However, Mobadi Singweis had already abandoned his instincts on the third day of becoming a vampire.
Rather than saying that his will surpassed the limit, it is better to say that it is a habit formed by concepts—just as money and power are the enjoyment of human beings, drinking blood is also the enjoyment of vampires—and the holder of the Holy Cross Sword, It just has nothing to do with "enjoyment".
Whether it's drinking blood in order to recover quickly on the battlefield, or winning powerful allies with impeccable elegance in the political arena, these are all just to achieve the principle that Mobadi has implemented from the beginning - to protect the majority of people as much as possible life and interests.
The only time the Holy Cross Sword stops is perhaps only in such a quiet and beautiful dawn.
"It is rumored that soldiers who don't understand human emotions can actually appreciate the sunrise?" The lazy words came to my ears, which sounded out of tune with the scenery of the battlefield. The holder of the holy cross sword woke up from his contemplation, and turned his gaze to the owner of the melodious voice.
His long fiery red hair was neatly tied into a ponytail, his black pupils revealed an incomprehensible smile, and his steps over the corpse were as light as a morning walk—this is what is called a great explorer. Karina. Although she looks less than twenty years old, her deeds have already spread to the eternally frozen Nordson Continent; and despite her reputation, no one knows where Kaelina came from.
In short, she is a powerful, mysterious and beautiful woman.
A month ago, when Fina's expeditionary force was struggling in an unfamiliar environment, the great explorer volunteered to lead them. Under her guidance, the legion not only quickly became familiar with the Lorentan continent, but also repeatedly thwarted attacks from the Shia Alliance. Although it is still unclear what Kailinna's purpose is, in Mobadi's view, the benefits of inviting her to be an ally far outweigh the hidden dangers.
The victory of this battle is also due to Kailina.
"It's not 'I don't understand', it's just that there is no need for that." The faint words were justified, "For a commander, the most important thing is a calm mind and judgment."
"Old-fashioned rebuttal," Kailinna curled her lips, "If that's the case, why are you enjoying the sunrise here?"
"I want to remember what this world looks like." Mobadi replied succinctly.
"This reason is really in line with the status of 'World Guardian'." The red-haired girl showed a sly expression, and suddenly approached Mobadi, "Speaking of which, this is the first time we have talked face-to-face alone, so why not take this opportunity to ask Be clear. I have heard many rumors about you, much more than Emperor Jagasi~!"
"Rumor... hear?" Mobadi couldn't help but sighed. It seems that this great explorer is probably really a child, right
"Can you?" Karina looked at him expectantly.
"In short, do my best." Mobadi nodded.
"You have to keep your promise." Kailinna smiled, "So, tell me the love story between you and Princess Lasumei?"
The former king of Gulan Bell was stunned for a moment, and it took several seconds before repeating the words of the other party again: "Princess La Sumei?" He smiled wryly and shook his head, "Although my marriage with her does exist, but... that's just It is a necessary measure for the continuation of the Thingweis family, and it is also a political marriage for the stability of the empire."
"When La Sumei was seriously ill, the battle on the front line was very tight, so despite the frequent reports from the capital, I still chose to stay on the battlefield. And when the war ended, the funeral was already over, and I couldn't even see her The last side." The holder of the Holy Cross Sword narrated, his tone still calm, "If everything ends here, maybe he will only be called a 'ruthless king', but the reality is always crueler than you imagined .”
"Because I not only chose the former between the country and Rasumei, but also sacrificed me and her child—Ishtar."
In the morning air, a trace of chill that could not be dispelled gradually spread.
"The sky of the capital of Gulan Bell is still covering the sight like a mountain. On the day of the execution, my daughter was very scared. The only thing I could do was try not to cry, but I couldn't do anything. Moba The emperor demanded Ishtar's life from the king's position, but the man who is the father can't even say words of comfort, isn't it stupid?" The words seemed to be questioning himself, "Even so, she Still accepted my coaxing with a smile."
"However, if I could do it all over again, I believe I would still make the same choice. Because the value of that sacrifice is unmistakable-the death of Ishtar and I saved the entire Gulan Bell." Holder of the Holy Cross Sword In summary, his eyes are as sharp as the sword in the scabbard, "Although as a father, I am very ashamed of my relatives. But the judgment at that time was not wrong, and I have no regrets about the result."
"I'm sorry... because of my temporary curiosity..." Kailinna lowered her head, letting her fiery red hair hide her expression.
"No, it's nothing, it was a long time ago." Mobadi took a deep breath.
The vibe of this girl is... amazing. I have never mentioned my feelings at that time to anyone before, even Jagassi and Fina, what they know is only objective facts and not my own feelings... But now, why are you so honest with her
"I don't look like the hero in the legend, do you feel disappointed?" The soldier who never showed his emotions asked this rarely.
"That's not the case." Kailinna stared at the other party seriously, "To know that there are people like you, I think this trip is not in vain."
"It's just that, if there is really a chance to do it all over again," the girl stood up, leaving a beautiful silhouette outlined by the rising sun in Mobadi's eyes, "The best choice is to defeat Xi Ya, isn't it?"
That fiery red long hair was like a banner, fluttering stubbornly in the wind. At that moment, Mobadi lost the ability to think.
"You use the lives of yourself and your loved ones as the price for Xiya to accept Gulan Bell, but what is the result? The people are still unable to escape the fate of being squeezed and exploited. If you can predict the situation a hundred years later, can you still be the same as before? Don't hesitate to entrust the country to the goddess?"
"Mortals can't fight against gods, so that's the only choice. What's more, when Xiya lost the qualification to rule the people, I have already decided..." Mobadi looked at the other party with some confusion.
"Are you determined to help another goddess?" Kailina's words suddenly became extremely cold, "Then I ask you, if another hundred years later, when Fina becomes as pale and weak as Xia, what should you do? ? Follow the new goddess again?"
"It is respectable to dedicate one's life and even the lives of loved ones for the sake of this world. However, if mortals pin their hopes on gods who are not immortal, is that considered stupidity that has been taught repeatedly? What's more..." Hong A sneer flashed across the corner of the girl's mouth, "Fina is probably much more dangerous than Xia, because she wants to do what the other gods haven't done—accept the last child of the star, 'The End', and become a perfect body. "
"How do you know?" The expedition commander's eyes changed subtly in an instant, "I don't think I've ever mentioned this to anyone I've only known for a month."
"For the existence of God, I know much better than you. Because I am also an inhuman existence, a child of the stars born from nothingness." The red-haired girl didn't care about the other party's actions at all, and once again recovered cute expression. Her smile was as innocent as an innocent child who didn't understand human feelings, but the facts narrated in her crisp voice were more ruthless than the intrigues of politicians.
It wasn't until this time that Mobadi realized that the person being tempted was himself. The master of Yunyao stretched out his hand to the hilt of the sword at the first time, but he couldn't draw out the weapon loyal to him no matter what.
"But please don't get me wrong." Seeing the other party's actions, the great explorer couldn't help sighing, "Although I come from the same source as her, I am definitely not on Shea's side."
"Why?" Mobadi finally gave up his efforts.
"As one of the knights closest to the goddess, Fina must have told you a lot about her dreams. But, do you know what 'the end' is?" Kailinna asked back, taking the other party's silence as a matter of course. Nodding, "Perhaps even she herself doesn't know the power of 'End'."
"But I am very clear, because I am the last power left by the living goddess in the world—"
"—The End of Shia."
"Let me tell you what kind of existence the last Star Child is." Accompanied by clear words, the holder of the Holy Cross Sword found that his body had been freed from the shackles of gravity. An invisible force supported Kailinna and herself, leading them to shoot through the sky like arrows.
The wind whistled in my ears, and the clouds passed behind me. Then, Mobadi suddenly felt that his body was being grabbed by gravity again, and he fell to the ground rapidly like a lead block. When the vast land under the two became clear again, the invisible rope was finally lowered to the head, and the falling two were grabbed abruptly and suddenly hovered in mid-air.
The huge inertia made the vampire retch uncontrollably, as if his heart was about to burst out of his chest. After a while, when Mobadi finally recovered from the impact of the emergency stop, he suddenly found that there was a bustling city under his feet.
The flags on the city wall are clearly marked, and the tall towers standing in the complex are very eye-catching—this is the destination of the Fina Expeditionary Army, the second largest city of Fahdod, and the magic center of Mansta.
"The power of the end is limited to destruction."
Kailinna's voice came from afar, and a ray of white light flashed in her pure black pupils.
The morning light at dawn dimmed, and a large cloud swept across from the sky, completely obscuring the sky above Mansta. In the middle of the clouds, there is faint thunder floating. Then, countless lightning bolts that scorched the sight fell from the sky like a waterfall, turning everything they touched into powder.
The whole city was set on fire. The buildings destroyed by the lightning screamed and collapsed, and the residents who were awakened by the thunder screamed and fled in all directions. Even the wizards who were proficient in arcane arts were also helpless in front of this power.
"You should have seen Shia's flag, right? A garland woven by thunder." Amidst the roar, whispers clearly penetrated into Mobadi's ears, and the blood race raised his head and stared straight at him.
"It's not just a sign, but it really represents Shea's personality—a ruthless judgment like lightning. Therefore, as her end, the power of prayer I am best at is also thunder and lightning." Against the backdrop of countless lightning, The red-haired figure looks like a judge overlooking all beings from the sky.
"Despite being born with excellent talents, creation is still a very difficult thing for me. The food I make is always bland, the tree house I built always withers quickly, and the energy consumed to treat wounds is also huge. But , if it is destruction, then it can be achieved immediately with a move of the mind, just like now... "
"Stop~! You don't need to destroy the entire city to prove something~!" Mobadi interrupted the other party's calm narration, and shouted hoarsely amidst the thunder.
"No, it's absolutely necessary~!" Kailinna's tone became excited, "If you don't do this, you will never be able to break free from your dependence on God~! You will never understand what real destruction is~!"
"You've lost your mind, Karina."
"My hands have already been stained red with blood. It doesn't matter if a city is destroyed more or less. The existence of the end...is something more terrifying than the devil." The red-haired girl looked at the hell on earth under her feet indifferently. , "Besides, compared to the war of gods that lasted for twenty years, what is the loss I caused? I tried my best to stop the visible damage, but have you forgotten the war you are in?"
"Don't quibble here~! War is a sacrifice that must be made for the progress of the world, but your behavior at this moment is a meaningless massacre at all." The holder of the Holy Cross Sword replied calmly. It glows crimson.
"'For the progress of the world'?" Shia's End sneered, "Now you know the power of End, do you think the goddess who desires this power will bring progress to the world?"
Mobadi's pupils shrank violently in an instant.
"It's not just me. The end of the goddesses of all ages is always under the curse of destruction, so... one day in the future, when the end of Fina is born, it will not escape the same ending."
"Who doesn't yearn for powerful power? But the power in the end may be so powerful that even the gods will be afraid, and even the gods want to erase it."
"For the goddess, my 'Doom' is like an unsolvable poison." Kailinna's black pupils flashed imperceptible dark marks, "And want to accept 'Doom' to become a complete body Goddess, maybe it is the poison of this world."
"Today's war has negated the meaning of Ishtar's sacrifice at the beginning. If you continue to place your hope in God's dream, then in the near future, your efforts will also be for naught." The words of the red-haired girl are As ruthless as ice, the girl's slender figure also melted into the transparent air along with the distant sound.
Then, as if being sucked into a vortex of flames, the Blood Race fell straight from midair to the burning city below, falling faster and faster, and finally was completely swallowed by the darkness.
dream ~!
Is this... a dream
Mobadi suddenly opened his eyes, half kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath. The body of the undead was still cold, but he felt that he was already drenched in cold sweat.
The surrounding scenery remained the same, a lifeless battlefield full of corpses. The only difference is that the blood race has missed the dawn they love to appreciate, and the sun has already risen in the sky.
"Lord Mobadi, where have you been? We have been looking for it for nearly two hours." The adjutant of the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force ran over panting, "The whole army has been assembled and is now on standby. , please issue an order."
"Where is Kailinna? I have to see her." The blood clan adjusted his breath, trying to make his tone calm.
"The explorer has just left... He didn't give a reason, and no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it was useless." The adjutant said with a trace of regret, "However, she left a letter for you." The other party said Then he took out a rather ordinary envelope from his pocket.
Mobadi took the letter, and when he opened it, a blue gem slipped into the palm of his hand.
"When you have made up your mind, break this gem." There is only a short line on the paper, but the meaning contained in it is extremely heavy.
"Let's go to Mansta, maintain a state of rapid march." The blood race hesitated for a moment, and then put the gem into his arms.
During the next week of marching, Mobadi always hoped that everything he experienced was just a dream. However, when the ruins of the city came into the sight of the expeditionary army, and when the painful voices of the survivors reached the ears of the soldiers, the blood clan finally understood.
One cannot ignore the secrets of God.
I must rely on my own strength to judge the influence of gods on mortals.
You have to choose between affirming God and denying God.
Extra Story Soul of Flame Fire Cross [Four Eternal Hanging Swords]
The real reason for Mansta's destruction is known only by Mobadi. However, for Fahdod, the thunder that fell from the sky was tantamount to the anger of the goddess Xia. In order to avoid hurting himself, the panicked ruler tore up the treaty with the Fina Alliance and turned to the Judgment Knights.
Although this level of betrayal could not stop the pace of the expeditionary army, the delay gave Mobadi more opportunities to find and spy on the secrets of the goddess. On several occasions, he even tested the goddess face to face.
Even so, the holder of the Holy Cross Sword still cannot obtain any evidence that can deny Kailinna.
"I long to fulfill my father's dream and pursue a perfect world." This is the answer that Fina can give, just like the moon in the water, no matter how close you are, you can't touch it. In fact, since there is no precedent, I am afraid that even Fina, who wants to become a perfect body, cannot give a definite answer.
For the goddess with blonde hair and silver eyes, chasing that dream is her obsession. For the Goddess Olin Yagasi, the guardian goddess is equivalent to the meaning of existence.
Even if the final result is the destruction of the world, the emperor's sword will still be swung for Fina, right
But the bearer of the Sword of the Holy Cross cannot follow his teacher. No, for him who only has "the world" in his eyes, adventure itself is a forbidden act. With the life of a mortal as a bet, to see whether Fina's wish will bring about destruction or perfection, Mobadi simply cannot do such a thing.
Therefore, his only choice is to smash the sapphire left by Kailinna.
The end of Shia brought the silent vampire to her library on the ice and snow continent of Nordson—her largest library. There, the red-haired girl who compared knowledge to poison thoroughly analyzed the entire process of the War of Dawn and pointed out when is the best time to strike.
In the 137th year of the Xiya calendar, at the moment when the world tree had come and the divine way had been opened, Mobadi once again embarked on the road of betrayal.
Although the fusion of the Goddess and the World Tree was only a short seventy-two hours, in fact, the cruel tug-of-war had started long before that. The 700,000 expeditionary army led by the Blood Race and the 850,000 troops of the Judgment Knights had a stalemate for two full weeks on a front line as long as 40 kilometers. When Fina's Soul Stone finally arrived at the foot of the World Tree, The blood shed by the soldiers has gathered into an ocean.
But the tireless and sun-defying Blood Race still stood firm.
A vampire who has mastered the profound meaning of Yunyao is enough to compete with an apostle who surpasses mortals. No matter how much the trial knights attack, Fina's defense is still flawless. However, at the penultimate fifth hour of the Battle of Dawn, Mobadi and a part of the Crusaders he led finally showed their swords against their former companions.
It was once hailed as the sharpest sword in the Fina Legion, and it pierced into the owner's chest at a critical moment.
The defense line collapsed so completely that even the enemy Knights of Judgment wondered if it was a well-planned trap. It wasn't until the silver apostle drove straight in that the two sides in the battle finally woke up from the shock—the vampires fell into despair, and the knights' morale was boosted.
"Why? Why do you want to betray?" When Mobadi stood in front of Jagasi, the wide-eyed emperor asked angrily, "I trust you so much~! You can make this world a perfect world, why do you want to?" Betray Fina~!?"
"Because Fina's ideals are likely to cause serious disasters to this world." Mobadi replied blankly, "I can't bet the fate of this world on the uncertain future of the goddess, so this is the only Method."
"In the end, would you rather choose Shia who does nothing?" The emperor sneered, "If this is the case, the world will never progress~!"
"You are wrong, teacher. Now I don't plan to rely on God anymore, because no matter whether I want to become a perfect body or stay in an unfinished state, I can't bring anything to the world." The other party shook his head, "Only mortals can Create real progress for yourself."
"What qualifications do you have to decide the fate of the world?"
"If I don't have the qualifications, neither does Fina." The holder of the Holy Cross Sword said, placing the gleaming weapon on his chest—this was an expression of vowing to fight to the death.
What kind of reason can make a comrade-in-arms who has been with him for a hundred years turn against him in a short moment? The emperor did not understand. The pair of flaming jewel pupils could see through all the enemy's movements, but they couldn't see through Mobadi's soul.
However, perhaps from the very beginning—when Mobadi stood at the forefront of the Crusaders and charged desperately, when Mobadi did not hesitate to use his body to block the assassination blade for Fina's soul stone, this ending was already doomed. A warrior who does not know how to consider his own interests and always excludes emotional factors is the sharpest sword, and therefore, he will not hesitate to cut back at the original master.
All the questions that should be asked have been asked. If he wants to keep the soul temple located in the center of the canopy, the emperor has only one choice—to defeat Mobadi Singweis who is blocking him.
Jagassi pursed his lips, and the moment the divine sword "Tianji" was unsheathed, subtle changes occurred in his whole body. Although the eyes in the emperor's gem pupils were still extremely calm, it was obvious that the body that controlled Yun Yao had already entered a state of berserk. The emperor's forced rage even affected everything around him. Even the hard city walls and entangled vines gradually showed a different appearance from the usual ones, trembling uncontrollably due to the complete release of anger.
With a fearless body and a calm will at the same time, Mobadi has never seen such a Jagasi before. The only thing he can be sure of is that it is absolutely impossible for him to stop the emperor who turned into a berserker.
But even so, the holy cross sword cut straight down.
For Yunyao's high-level masters, the battle is always decided in a short moment. The soft "Heaven Drive" broke through the blunt arc of the holy cross sword in an instant, and penetrated Mobadi's shoulder. Then, before his students had time to return to defense, the invincible Emperor rushed into his arms and delivered a blow with all his might.
Mobadi fell from the crown of the world tree like a kite with a broken string. Before hitting the solid ground thousands of meters below, his consciousness sank into darkness.
After an unknown amount of time, the blood clan who was defeated in the duel woke up.
On the crown of the world tree above the head, the fierce and bloody battle continued. Silver apostles and black vampires shuttled among the branches and leaves, intertwined fire nets and flashes of lightning roared on the battlefield, and fierce attacks and defenses were staged everywhere. Fina's followers are desperately resisting at all costs, but the front line is still shrinking.
Mobadi tried to move, but there was no response from his body - all the bones in his body were broken, the spine was completely destroyed by the emperor, and all internal organs were displaced. If it weren't for the pile of corpses higher than the mountain at the foot of the World Tree, he would have been smashed to pieces when he fell, right? But even if he is lucky enough to regain consciousness, his current situation is still very dangerous.
If you continue to lie like this, the body of the undead will be damaged beyond recovery, and the soul attached to it will also return to the Netherworld.
However, maybe this is the most suitable ending for me.
Because the holder of the Holy Cross Sword once again betrayed the existence equivalent to a relative, just to protect the "interests of the world" that can neither be defined nor touched.
The rapid sound of hooves woke Mobadi from his half-dream state, and then, the eye-catching blood-red armor jumped into his sight.
"You are Mobadi Singweis, right?" The trial knight hurriedly approached the vampire, and after taking off his hood, he revealed a young and resolute face, "Please don't worry, I am the protector sent by Kaelina Your."
"Kelina?" Mobadi repeated the name.
"Yes. Because the leader said that you must not be allowed to die here. Although the possibility of Fina becoming a god has been erased, time will not stop there. A new goddess will definitely be born in the future, and Xia must also monitor further .” The young knight nodded, “If you die here like this, all your previous efforts will be in vain, and it’s no different from giving up.”
If he died here like this, neither Ishtar's death nor the demise of the vampires who trusted him would become meaningless. A cold voice resounded in Mobadi's heart, forcing the slack gem pupils to gather the will to survive again.
"Blood," the vampire's voice gradually became clearer, "I need blood."
"Yes." Kailinna's companion drew out the dagger without hesitation, and cut a wound on her wrist, allowing the red liquid to flow out of her body.
The holder of the holy cross sword began to suck greedily.
When the Judgment Knight led Mobadi to the cliff away from the battlefield, the thunder that shook the sky and the earth sounded behind him——in the last hour of Fina's Dawn, Shia's Thunder Spear finally pierced through the God Realm. the world. The shattered magical barriers were unable to resist the wrath of God, and were instantly wiped out when they collided. Then, the world tree belonging to Fina was transformed into a huge tomb burning with karma in the lightning that was hotter than the sun.
Mobadi's gaze was firmly fixed on the towering pillar of flames, and he remained motionless. The soul, who thought he had given up his feelings, trembled uncontrollably in front of that scene, and his frozen heart throbbed as if it was about to rush out of his chest, forcing the blood race to press his hand hard on his heart.
I really want to yell.
I really want to go back to the battlefield again.
I really want to protect those warriors who will die and refuse to retreat.
But... that is absolutely forbidden, if you do it, it is equivalent to denying everything.
"Is it painful?" The red-haired girl's voice sounded from behind him, "...it must be very painful. Because it is a sin. Even if justice or the world is used as the reason for fighting, betrayal is still betrayal, and you will firmly believe in your companions , the teacher and Fina to death, this fact will not change."
"However, you have to remember one thing. No matter what, you must never abandon the pain and memory at this moment. If you abandon your feelings, people will become puppets, and puppets are not capable of protecting the world at all."
"Calmly judge the problem, but don't lose the freedom of thinking like a machine; keep sin and pain in mind, but don't let mortal feelings block your sword." Kailinna stared straight at the holder of the Holy Cross Sword , "Only in this way can you become a true guardian."
Mobadi Singweis nodded wordlessly. He took one last look at the crumbling dead wood at the end of the horizon, and turned slowly.
"Let's go." The man who betrayed his companions and sacrificed his daughter said briefly.
In the 137th year of the Western calendar, Fina's Soul Stone was destroyed at dawn, and the World Tree disappeared. Less than 50,000 of the 700,000 expeditionary force survived, and most of them were followers of Mobadi—the crusaders who escaped in disorder. The vampire family directly under the goddess was almost wiped out, and the whereabouts of Emperor Jagassi was also missing.
The historical records of Mobadi Singweis also ended here, and no one heard the name again. Historians have different accounts of his betrayal, but the irony is that no one knows that the object of their discussion is still alive in this world, still affects this world, and still protects this world.
In the 142nd year of the Xiya calendar, the fifth year when Mobadi and Kailinna learned the meaning of prayer, the red-haired girl worthy of the title of "Great Explorer" took her students all over Canados, Lorentan And Nordson—the various libraries established in the past hundreds of years, the way to open these secret bases, the veins of grand knowledge and the idea of establishing a transoceanic intelligence network, Kailinna imparted everything without reservation Gave it to Mobadi.
Seeing her hastily recounting knowledge that may not be digested in a hundred years, the blood race knows very well that the girl will probably never come back.
However, that is also a matter of course. After Fina's threat disappeared, Xia would naturally turn all her attention to the target she wanted to eliminate. The first to bear the brunt could only be the uncontrollable but powerful Goddess's End.
"I have poured all my strength into the 'Kelina Sapphire'." The red-haired girl said, and handed the Holy Cross Sword inlaid with the amulet of the end to her student, "Although you can't mobilize your mind now The response of the sea, but given time, one day you will be able to master this power that belongs to God."
"At that time, I will be able to cut even the soul." Kailinna examined the edge of the sword again with an expert gaze, "So, I named this weapon, 'Farewell'."
"Don't you need strength?" Mobadi asked.
"Although the mastery of the prayer technique at the end is unrivaled, it is just an unawakened fragment after all. It is impossible to confront God head-on." The other party shrugged, "It is a waste to keep it." She said Standing up, ready to leave.
"Wait." The blood race's eternally calm voice carried a rare haste, "I knew from the beginning that it would turn into a situation of being hunted down by Shia, but even so, you still intend to destroy Fina?"
"Of course." Kailina smiled, "Because for you and me, there is no branch of 'for your own benefit' in any choice, right? That's why I will let you be the successor of this responsibility."
The holder of the holy cross sword did not answer, but just put the long sword on his chest, and then performed the standard knight worship ceremony.
"Then, farewell, Mobadi Singweis, my clever student." Kailinna bid farewell succinctly, "I hope you can perform your duties smoothly."
The man who became alone again quietly watched the girl go away, and then burned the back figure with the long fiery red hair into his eyes forever.
In the following hundreds of years, Mobadi has been following and improving Kailina's principles of action. Even with the power of the divine sword "Farewell", mortals still cannot fight against the goddess, and in fact there is really no need to fight. For those whose purpose is to protect the world, the incomplete who fears the end is only equivalent to a dictatorial ruler, and the newly-emerged goddess is just a revolutionary who aspires to become a ruler.
The only thing Mobadi needs to pay attention to is the end of the goddess, but ironically, they all eventually died at the hands of the goddess who came from the same source as him.
[Five Ends]
Luvis calendar two thirty one year.
One hundred and eighty-eight years after the death of Emperor Yagasi.
The fourth year since the war between Ishutori and Luvis began.
Mobadi didn't care much about the new war of gods. Compared with the long war between Fina and Xia that swept across two continents a long time ago, the influence of the goddess has been weakened a lot. Their dispute is more like a regional war than a world war.
In a few hundred years, when mortals finally realize that gods are not eternal, it may be time for goddesses to completely withdraw from the stage of history. The holder of the Holy Cross thought so. Then, mortals will choose their way in their own strength.
Today is another rainy day.
The place where the Riddle Empire was established happened to be the place where Granbell was destroyed, so it was only natural that the climate should be the same. Hundreds of years ago, Mobadi was already familiar with this damp breath. However, when the blood race was walking on the wide street, the scene that suddenly came into view made him stop in his tracks.
It was a little girl curled up on the side of the street, her hair was a mess, she was wearing what can only be called rags, her hands were covered with frostbite, and her bare feet were full of ugly wounds. The girl looked at the street with nothing but fear in her eyes.
That look made Mobadi's time go back to the rainy day hundreds of years ago in an instant.
The blood race's body trembled, and then slowly walked towards the curled up orphan.
What on earth are you doing? If freed from the shackles of monotheism, then the mortal desire for progress would move society, and when the hereditary kingship was replaced by a democratic parliament, the real emancipation of caste, privilege, oppression, exploitation, and the resulting orphans would be truly liberated. That is the influence brought by the wheel of the times, not something that one can do alone.
It is pointless to save the girl who is curled up in the street now. This is purely self-satisfaction and self-indulgence~!
But even though he made a rational judgment, Mobadi's feet didn't listen to him.
When she found a tall man walking towards her, the girl couldn't help but show a panicked look - last time a noble guard kicked herself flying, and her left leg was limped because of this. But now I don't have the strength to escape at all, so the only way is to curl up as much as possible to reduce the attack area.
However, the expected blow did not come. On the contrary, the black-haired man took off his coat, carefully wrapped his cold body and injured feet, and then gently hugged himself.
"… sorry."
She heard the man murmuring in such a low voice. Although she didn't know why the other party wanted to apologize, the flashing love and pity in her eyes made the girl feel at ease.
Mobadi just walked in the rain with the girl in his arms.
Perhaps, this time, they can go to the place called "home".
Death Knight extra chapter fire cross
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Fan PortfolioAbout the first fanfic
"Death Knight" has received many wonderful comments and impressions, but I was still surprised when I received the news-because this time the author did not get a thorough analysis, but a very interesting fan work.
For the author, this is a compliment of great significance, and to some extent, it can also be regarded as a small signal or sign. Because it not only means that the work itself has been recognized, but also means that the readers who read the work are of a very high standard. Well, let me show off a little here.
Of course, the author is also very clear that "Death Knight" is still far from a classic in the true sense, so while I am secretly delighted, only by demanding myself with higher standards can I be worthy of the readers and reviewers who pay attention to this work. I hope that one day, I can get the affirmation of the poisonous snake, as well as a large number of collections of thoughts and fandoms... Well, of course, it is just a thought at the moment.
The first fanfic of "Death Knight" was written by Your Excellency Suiyu (unknown gender, presumed to be a carrier of XX chromosome, and a staunch supporter of Luo Jiupei). If classified, it is a short novel with few words and strong meaning. powerful. As for how the skills are, readers are invited to judge for themselves.
Of course, one point worth explaining is that the theme of "Death Knight" is different from that of this fan, so please don't dislike Roland.
PS: Your Excellency Suiyu even uses the same exclamation point as the author, so considerate.
The gravel in the long river of the works of the same person [BY Broken Feather]
Author: Broken Feather
In the 205th year of Luvis' calendar, Stephen Gard was born in the Viscount Dominion of Alazea, the second largest country in the Luvis Alliance. His father was Lord Dino Gard, a viscount of two thousand fiefdoms. This family is said to be one of the first batch of knights in Alazea to convert to Luvis. Although his ancestors did not make any outstanding military exploits, they were also encouraged by the Holy See and became nobles.
Stephen is his father's second son. According to the primogeniture system since ancient times, he can only inherit half of the White Wolf family crest from his family at most when he becomes an adult. He can only work hard to learn some professional skills that can make a living in the future, so as not to ask for a living under his brother's name. Of course, for the descendants of nobles, they naturally disdain to learn any crafts, and they will not pretend to be in the company of copper stink. Obtaining a prestigious occupation such as knight, priest or magician can have the opportunity to continue the status of nobility.
Stephen's choice was to become a knight, which was not only inspired by the family tradition, but also because he himself had very little understanding of tongue-twisting sacrificial verses and jerky spells.
In the 217th year of Louise's calendar, Stephen ended his life at home and entered the knight academy in Dalanla to study. With the training he received at home since he was a child, his grades were firmly in the upper middle class among his classmates.
In the 225th year of Luvis's calendar, Stephen graduated from the academy with an excellent grade of 24th. At the same time, with the help of his father's old friend, Baron Mia, the supervisor of the royal family of Alazea, he was admitted to the academy. Qualifications for advanced studies in the Holy Capital. This fellowship is made up of twenty knight graduates from Dharamla each year.
On the way to the Holy Capital, he saw the majestic Naga Mountains for the first time in his life. The towering momentum made his young heart tremble, and he visited the Fortress of Flame. What made him even more excited was seeing Lord Usel, the guide of light who was patrolling the fortress, and he also listened to the teachings of the number one warrior in the Luweisi Alliance at the luncheon welcoming the training group.
The majestic and majestic mountains, the Nilu River that flows across the sky and cuts through the earth, the ingenious star formation, the indestructible city of flames, and the warrior of the gods who come once in a century, all of these make the young Stephen excited. Can't make it yourself. He was moved by the favor of the goddess, he was able to be born in this world, and secretly determined to become a great knight, and then fight on this glorious land—serve meritorious service, receive awards, be knighted, and establish a new family line, Stephen Gard His name must become a monument admired by future generations.
During the days of advanced studies in the Holy Capital, he was really favored by the goddess, but it was not the divine, great, omniscient Luvis, but the beautiful and gentle Countess Isabel Jess, and they fell in love.
Love is sweet, but it is also suffering. Stephen, who was favored by the countess, was resented by the holy knight Myrdal. Obviously, the beautiful and gentle Miss Isabel does not lack excellent admirers. But Myrdal is not an ordinary admirer, he is the nephew of Captain Joy of the Holy Chain Knights.
Everything is simple, as it is often written in the book, Stephen was suppressed. After a year of training, he was not selected into the Knights, and even the application to go to the front line of Fahdod in the western country was rejected. was rejected. He can only go back to Alazea in the east, without a title, military exploits, or prominent status, how can he marry his noble sweetheart
Thinking of the sweetness and sadness of parting, Isa's sad and beautiful eyes once again appeared in front of his eyes, and his oath in the rose garden full of fragrance seemed to be still in his ears. It must be within three years, at most five years, Come back with glory, and get the chance to guard the rose in your heart for life in the name of a glorious knight.
But how can I do meritorious deeds? I can't join the three major knight orders, and I can't go to the front line to fight. In Wendel, which is close to the sea, where is there any enemy? Even the greatest knight can't show his sword skills to the air~!
Suddenly the noise outside interrupted Stephen's memories. Under the urging of the captain, the knights assembled