"The legends of the Brave Continent are all based on facts, of course they are true. However, the encounters and battles in ancient times were a long, long story, and all the ups and downs and joys cannot be told in a few words. It’s clear.” Sheila recalled calmly, “Although the time of peace to return to a hermit is longer than the time of going through the test of life and death... no, it should be said to be very long, tens of thousands of years should have forgotten everything , but I don’t, I remember everything that happened that year, every word and every expression when the seven of us got together, I remember those joyous songs, and I also remember those pains, frustrations and fears. Maybe it’s because In this way, I am not afraid of any catastrophe coming, and I am not afraid of the reappearance of any evil dragon—hmph, isn’t it just our former defeated general, why should we fear any more battles?”
"Oh." Nolan obediently stood aside and agreed, and of course couldn't help asking curiously, "The big brother nine-tailed fox who fought with you before seems to be one of the seven prophets, and he looks like a human being. Why? Such a scary personality?... "
Before Nolan could finish speaking, Shera already knew what she was curious about, so she breathed lightly and said, "Do you want to know the story of Nine-Tails and us?—I have never seriously told people about those long-ago stories. I've told it, because I can't finish it for three days and three nights, and I can't finish it. But tonight the scenery is good, and I'm not in a bad mood. Then I will tell you about the past, and I can tell you as much as I can. How much."
Nolan nodded immediately, tried to put on a serious expression, and began to listen to the rare words of Sela, and in a gentle tone, began to talk about the encounter tens of thousands of years ago——
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I was born in a small family in the village of Saint Laurent, which was actually the predecessor of Saint Laurent Village.
In ancient times, resources were scarce, and people's abilities were not fully developed. Construction and resource acquisition depended entirely on coolie labor, and people could not be resurrected, life was fragile and impermanent, and life was very difficult. People at that time could not have imagined that after ten thousand years, spells and martial arts could evolve to what they are today.
When I was young, my parents lived a life of men farming and women weaving. It sounds simple, but the reality is that it is difficult.
At that time, the sky was not always as blue as it is now. The three seasons of spring, summer and autumn are the seasons of sowing, growing, and harvesting, but it is also the season when the seven-headed dragon is full of arrogance. During those three seasons, the evil dragon brought the flames that burned all the souls of hell to the human world, so the sky in the daytime turned bloody red, and the starry sky at night was blocked by smoke. The dragon is tired of the pale color of the human world, and withdraws his arrogance into the Rashomon in boredom, so that the world can reproduce the blue sky during the day and the star river at night.
Because of the gunpowder smoke brought by the evil dragon, the weather in spring, summer and autumn is always hot and dry, so the land in the world is poor, and it is always difficult to cultivate plants. When the year is good, you can get enough food and clothing. If the year is bad, there is no food all year round. Granule, that day was very sad.
Although it is rare to have a full meal, I have grown up slowly in the difficult days.
That year, natural disasters struck again, and the family couldn’t cook for three days, and my parents had no money left, so they had to negotiate and sent me to the Saint Laurent Abbey not far from the village, which is today’s Shengxiu. A pre-hospital student, I was only nine years old at the time.
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After ten years of penance in the Holy Seminary, I was gradually recognized by the bishop and dean of Cluny, and I was promoted from a servant to a nun.
The monastery at that time was the first place to practice the teachings of the Holy Spirit.
Dean Cluny was originally a solitary practitioner and a hermit who lived in the mountains and forests of the Western Regions all year round. When encountering natural disasters and people's disasters, many people went up to visit her and found that she not only lived well, but also had a strong sense of spirituality. Mental strength. Cluniy explained that she was blessed by the Holy Spirit, and told everyone who came to pray for her to give food and fellowship with her. After a long time, there were a large number of people. follower. Most of them are poor people, but there are also rich people. In the end, some people donated the Saint Laurent Abbey, enshrined Cluny as the bishop and performed the duties of the dean. The nuns live, work, practice and practice the teachings of the Holy Spirit together.
Dean Cluny is the first person in my life who has seen spiritual power, the so-called mana, and the first priest I have seen with healing ability. It is in this way that she can help everyone and form good karma. She was also my first teacher. Under her supervision, I gradually learned the methods of cohesive and strengthening spiritual power, and gradually acquired various spells. The only difference from her is that in addition to the ability to heal, I also long for more power to fight. After all, it was an era of chaotic world and constant wars—
New continents are constantly being discovered, and different races and families are fighting for territory. In the era when it is difficult to survive, people are more likely to go crazy. Soon, the flames of war burned to the Saint Laurent Abbey.
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Prophet Arasi was the partner I met at that time. She was born at the border between Keen and the chaos of the foreign world. She is a rare Clark race with dark skin and golden cat eyes. People here regard them as demons. , an ominous thing.
Arras was hunted down by the predecessor of the nomadic Dolly family to the monastery, and was taken in by the kind abbot of Cluny, but also brought a bloody disaster to the Saint Laurent monastery.
Soon, Arasi's whereabouts were discovered. The local militiamen came to the monastery late at night and accused the bishop of being obsessed with demons and being an evil heresy. They arrested all the people in the Saint Laurent Monastery. Those poor monks, together with the bishop, He was eventually burned at the stake...
And I, at Cluny's behest, escaped from the monastery with Arasi and started a life of exile.
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The peaceful life I had so easily obtained was destroyed overnight. My hatred is not difficult to imagine, and the idea of becoming stronger and killing my enemies has always been in my heart.
Arath's guilt is hard to express. She vowed to avenge me. Except for those stupid people, she proposed the idea of killing the seven-headed dragon for the first time.
It turned out that she fell into such a miserable situation because the village where she was born was destroyed and all her family members were massacred. The reason for the incident was just a rumor-it is said that the Clark family was born by enshrining the seven-headed evil dragon in hell, and they are the apostles from hell. . But in fact, they are the food on the plate of the evil dragon. Every three months, the evil dragon will wreak havoc, take the life of a person in the village, and bring him back to hell to eat.
Arath has lived in the shadow of death since she was a child, and her hatred for dragons reached its peak the moment her family was slaughtered.
At that time, I also understood that the seven-headed dragon is the root cause of all these tragedies. Those natural disasters and man-made disasters, the source of those evils, all breed from the shadow of death it brings.
So, without hesitation, I reached a consensus with Arasi, with the goal of slaying dragons, at all costs. (to be continued)