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- "Martha, Parmid, I'm going to be a father!" Borg-Nasson said to his colleagues, waving the letter in his hand excitedly.
"Oh, really?" A smile appeared on the serious knight's old-fashioned face, and his light brown pupils stared at his companion: "Then I must congratulate you well."
"That's natural."
Borg-Nathan came to sit down next to his colleague, and together with his companion gazed at the vast Nesand Forest under the dusk; under the setting sun, a bronze-colored neem tree stood upright on the canopy, and a star crow It was building its nest back and forth in the umbrella-shaped canopy¡ªoccasionally stopping to stare at the two uninvited guests with its round black eyes.
"It's so beautiful, Eruin, I can't get enough of it no matter what, this is our country."
"It is indeed more comfortable to return to Eruin." The knight replied.
With a crow's call, a flock of birds took off from the forest, and the sound of flapping wings could be heard miles away. A large animal passed by in the forest, and the knight turned around to warn others behind him.
But Borg Nathan interrupted: "Hey, don't change the subject, stay away."
He patted his colleague on the shoulder: "Tell me about you, you are not married yet, my God, poor old Parmid must be anxious! How about it, have you fallen in love with any lucky girl? "
The knight glanced at him with Gujing Wubo's eyes: "Didn't I say that before I find out the truth of everything, I will not consider this matter."
Borg Nathan's eyes widened: "What you said makes us extremely ashamed. You know that you are the only bachelor left among us. As for me - not only do I have a beautiful and kind-hearted wife, but now I may even We are going to have a daughter, are you looking down on us?"
"You are different," the knight replied: "You were engaged before you left Eruin, and I don't have so many constraints."
"That's not a restriction." Borg-Nasson said angrily, correcting his colleagues' incorrect ideas.
The knight shrugged.
Borg-Nathan was silent for a moment and then became serious: "But have you thought about it, Pamid, we have made almost no progress in the past ten years. This matter that the Marshal asked us to investigate privately is by no means simple, you have to do it carefully Think about it, compared to the War of the Saints, a thousand years have passed. Even if Lady Martha did leave us any clues, they might have been erased by time. Haven't you noticed? Let's go back to After that, Eruin couldn¡¯t move even an inch.¡±
"If what Her Royal Highness the Princess saw is true, no matter how difficult it is, someone has to persevere, right?" The knight stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the distance: "For this beautiful scenery to continue to exist, for everyone's sake Tomorrow will not be meaningless, everything is to change the established destiny."
"Can mortals really change anything? Isn't Lady Martha really joking?" Borg-Naisson smiled bitterly: "Didn't you notice that Her Royal Highness the Princess doesn't seem to believe this either. In fact, I think joining the Silver People are more reliable."
"Her Royal Highness the Princess may have other ideas. You should have noticed that she is a very independent person, and she is now the emperor of the Cruz Empire. Perhaps in her opinion, those decisions in the past were indeed a bit hasty, even if Ma Lord Sha, she also dares to question." The knight replied.
¡°But we are different,¡± Borg Nathan shook his head: ¡°We must trust the Marshal¡¯s judgment.¡±
"Do you believe?"
"Of course," he replied without hesitation: "My lord has never missed it."
"My lord already has descendants," the knight replied: "He was born in Braggs two years ago and is his grandson."
"Haha, then I must beg you to betroth my daughter to this boy. According to the agreement, he is the next heir of the Cadilloso family - just like you, he will definitely be a genius."
The knight shook his head.
But he was happy to change the topic.
"Let's talk about business." Seeing that his colleague was not talking happily, Borg-Nasson knew what he was thinking, so he changed the topic and said, "Don't you think it's strange?"
"There is something strange about it," the knight replied.
"Yes, our investigation first started in the Alkash region. At the beginning, the investigation was limited to Cruz territory, but why did all the clues point to Eruin in the end? A thousand years ago, there was obviously not enough here. It¡¯s a wild land, isn¡¯t it?¡±
"But maybe in earlier times, there were traces of civilization here. Have you been to the Ring of Trade Winds?"
"You mean Drew?We? "
"Maybe sooner."
Borg Nathan frowned: "That doesn't explain another problem, why all the clues seem to be broken here. We clearly know that the King of Flame asked the late Lord Ek to come here with the Holy Sword of Flame Light. On the land, everything that happened seven hundred years ago seems to be a legend, and there is no written record at all.¡±
"Perhaps, but it's not in our hands."
"What's the meaning?"
The knight pointed below: "Cultist."
"Ha, you mean those bastards we just killed? - But that was just a coincidence. Why did you suspect these people?"
"It's not a coincidence," the knight replied: "I checked out the files of the temple and found that their activities in Eruin are much more frequent than we thought."
"so what?"
"Do you remember where we were fifteen years ago?"
Viscount Borg-Naison¡¯s expression changed.
He seemed to recall that nightmare, the endless pursuit, walking on the edge of death, poisoning, frame-up, and all kinds of conspiracies and tricks. That nightmare happened to Cruz, and it was probably one of the experiences he least wanted to recall in his life.
¡°You mean East Metz?¡±
"The tree shepherds have preserved well-organized branches there, which is extremely rare in other places. I have carefully reviewed the local history of the Metz region over the past thirty years and found that the activities of the cultists there are closely related to Egypt. Lu Yin is very similar."
"What does this mean?"
"Do you remember what they are looking for?"
"You mean those weird stone flakes?"
"That stone fragment came out of Alkash, and the specific time was thirty years ago."
Borg Nathan seemed to have been pricked by his foot: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Could it be that someone else brought something else out of the temple, and there were other people who entered the underground temple, except us? But how is this possible?"
The Cavaliers did not answer this question.
Borg Nathan scratched his hair: "Why didn't you tell Her Highness the Princess at that time? Maybe the stone flakes would not have been taken away by the shepherds one step ahead. Now those guys may have fled north to France." Enzan, what should we do?¡±
"Have you never thought about why the tree herdsman could learn the news one step ahead in such a situation? Only I, you and Her Royal Highness know the information about the operation?" the knight asked.
"Do you doubt Her Highness the Princess?"
"What I suspect is the black dragons around her."
Borg Nathan fell silent: "Do you think those stone fragments will be clues?"
"It's just a possibility." The knight replied: "Furthermore, those stone flakes do not exist alone. There should be another one in Metz, and the rest is in Eruin."
"In Eruin?" Borg Nathan exclaimed in a low voice: "How can you be sure of this?"
¡°The cultists themselves told me, didn¡¯t I just say it?¡±
Borg Nathan frowned: "I do know that there are two stone flakes in Metz. The captured tree herder himself admitted this. But about Eruin, it is just your guess. Just rely on The frequency of cultists¡¯ activities here confirms this, isn¡¯t it too hasty?¡±
¡°Don¡¯t the clues of our investigation also point to Eruin?¡±
Borg-Naisson fell silent.
"This is not good news. This time there is no Princess behind us."
¡°It¡¯s better to have bad news than no news.¡±
"But this time we are more prepared than last time."
"Okay, let's imagine, that is to say, they may have followed the Flame Light Holy Sword since the time of the late Lord Ek - this is not surprising, after all, these people themselves are the pawns of the Twilight Dragon. But The question is," Borg-Nasson said, "what do we do?"
"It's very simple. Since the cultists spend more time than us, then we will look for clues from them." The knight replied.
Borg Nathan looked at him in shock.
After a while, he slowly sighed: "You are really a genius, my friend"
"But it would be dangerous."
"How can the marshal's knights and students be afraid of danger?" Borg-Nasson replied: "I think your method will work. How about we divide the work now?"
"How to divide the work?"
??????? Borg-InnerThe Viscount continued: "The cultists operating in Eruin are mainly the Oneness of All Things and the Tree Shepherds, and these two organizations are opposed to each other, so we'd better investigate them separately. I have a My initial thoughts are that the Oneness of All Things will be left to you, and the Shepherd will be left to me¡ª"
The knight raised his head and glanced at his companion silently: "Borg, although the All-Union Alliance is better at disguise, the tree herders are much more well-organized. According to the strength of the two of us -"
"Stop, stop, stop," Borg Nathan quickly interrupted: "I am your student, you have to let me make a contribution, right?"
The knight was silent for a moment and nodded.
The setting sun in Eruin is slowly sinking under the Grahar Mountains, and darkness is gradually engulfing the earth.
But the stars have risen and shined in the night sky.
The Lion-Hearted Holy Sword was born in the era of the late King Ek.
Seven hundred years later, this sword was once again in the hands of the Lionheart Queen¡ª¡ª
Antitina stared at the sword in her hand silently.
Since this holy sword can no longer carry ideals and bring light to this kingdom, at least its power cannot be in the hands of the Sasardians and lead this ancient kingdom to destruction.
It was born from the sages and established this country that carries glory and oath.
Then its destruction may be destined to give people the last hope.
The cycle of history ends here.
The sword was born because of Sifah, and it died because of Sifah.
She held the sword and decided to fulfill this promise with this ancient surname.
She raised her sword with a comforting smile on her face.
Raising his head, his bright eyes were like a sword light, piercing straight towards the despicable traitor.
Macaro subconsciously took a step back.
"what are you doing!?"
"Put it down!"
The wizard Sadr has realized that something is wrong.
He suddenly shot out from his position with an arrow, his hands as pale as claws were curled up, and he muttered something, and purple electric light shot out from the necklace on his chest.
But the power of the sword has been integrated into the blood of the Sifah family.
In the dark pupils of the staff lady, the hands of time are slowing down.
She saw the traitor's eyes widening, the muscles on his face changing from relaxed to tense, and then slowly opening his mouth wide, revealing the teeth inside - every detail was revealed, and his hands were like those of a dying old man. Lift it up slowly and hold it in front of your chest bit by bit. This simple action seems to have taken a century.
The wizard Sadr opened his five fingers, and lightning extended from his fingertips bit by bit. It was not like a swift light, but more like spilled paint. Purple and silver were mixed together and slowly soaked into the canvas, inch by inch. Move forward inch by inch.
The whole world seems to have stopped.
Antitina saw that the chair that the wizard knocked over seemed to be suspended in mid-air, with all four chair legs leaving the ground and slowly tilting in mid-air. A book titled "Manowell's Botany" was lifted off the table and fell to the ground with a visible trajectory. The process was extremely slow.
Then she lowered her sword behind her.
The sword in his hand was slowly swung backwards, and then drew an arc from bottom to top. When the arc reset, the sword flew out of his hand.
Macaro didn¡¯t react at all.
The Sadr wizard opened and closed his mouth while chanting the curse, but suddenly stopped, the fury on his face gradually turned into shock, and the movements of his hands also stopped - a bright incandescent line was reflected in his eyes, Passed by him.
Macaro didn¡¯t react at all.
That second was divided into countless moments.
But only a white light shrieked through the center of the room.
It penetrated Macaro¡¯s chest without any hindrance¡ª¡ª
Time has returned to its normal flow.
Sorcerer Sadr turned around, just in time to watch the pure sword light cut Macaro open in front of him. The traitor didn't even have time to cry out. His expression of fear, unwillingness, pain and regret was fixed at the last moment, and then melted into a white flame.
Some people have the opportunity to be famous throughout the ages and become another person remembered by Eruin.
But he chose another path.
This road leads to final destruction in flames.
After the Lion Heart Sword penetrated the traitor of the royal party, it continued to move forward and hit a metal angel on the desk.Etiquette.
In the shocked and angry eyes of the Sadr wizard, this holy sword of the Eruin people was like fragile glass. The blade broke off and turned into countless tiny fragments, flying in all directions.
¡°No¡ª!¡± He roared angrily, his hair and beard spread out, and the rage bursting out from his heart almost turned the entire Lantern Castle into ashes.
He seemed to see the illusion of the Dragon of Twilight in front of him, staring at him with a sneer.
Behind it lies the destruction of the Thassardians.
And the end of the world.
"No!" The Sadr wizard screamed in pain again. He didn't understand why a holy sword could be broken so easily.
And the powerful power of the Silver People could not save him anything this time.
The Lion Heart Holy Sword indeed hides an unknown secret.
But that is a legend that only the descendants of the Sifah family know.
The purple lightning hit Antitina at the same time¡ª¡ª
The power that was close to that of a sage tore the mortal body of the girl into pieces almost in an instant.
That is a story about faith and dignity.
Although weak.
But he is destined not to be at the mercy of fate.
No matter what it takes.
The choice of the humble is like the sword in the hand of a young girl.
Rather Stick to your guns¡ª¡ª
Antitina closed her eyes.
But death did not come for a long time.
She heard a gentle voice in her heart, calling her sleeping consciousness:
"Annie, you have grown up."
Within the room.
Sorcerer Sadr watched in shock as the scattered fragments of the Holy Sword gathered together and surrounded the human girl under the gathering of invisible power; and his power, all the elements and laws in this room All the power was swept away by this invisible force.
Two figures, a man and a woman, flashed into the house one after the other.
Looked at him coldly.
It¡¯s like looking at a dead person.
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