Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> Avatar

Volume 3 The Great Emperor in Robes Chapter 10 The Female Epic and Him Emerging from Hell

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    For the Saxon heretics, the past few years have been the most spectacular period of time for the flames of hope. When the empire's holy war became more and more grand, the forest did not lose the large area of ??territory that some pessimistic leaders said. Even when the empire became the first  When sea landing caused huge panic for the first time, a hero still saved the battle. It was this knight who ignored the ridicule and indifference of his father and some elders and convinced the two old owners of this land-the March Elf and the  Together with the Druid Priests, they annihilated the Imperial Knights who raided from behind, ushering in the greatest glory in the history of Holy War. In several disadvantageous battles on the frontal battlefield, this knight wearing a god mask was equally brave and skilled in fighting.  The strategy has won the greatest fruits of victory for Saxon, maximizing the strength of the perfect combination of knights, war elves and oak priests. Before this, the two allies had been reluctant to personally join the war. It was this knight who won these two  Respect for those "close to" nature, instead of hating each other, she is Hera Bolsefore, the knight goddess who returned to the forest after being unfortunately captured, the female leader who returned after rescue, and showed more excellence than ever before  Looking at the big picture, of course, her strength has made an explosive leap in three years.  In an area burned by the smoke of war, a female knight who took off her mask led a group of children to plant saplings. For the Saxon heretics, when every child learns to walk, he must be taught how to dedicate himself to the Holy War. His immature hands are very young.  It's time to pick wild fruits, grow food, move trees, prepare herbs, or strip anything from dead enemies.  Even Andre's daughter, Hera Bolseful, grew up like this, so on this soil, no woman with white and smooth hands was covered with calluses.  In addition to Hera and these children who were unfortunately born in Saxon, there are also March elves and oak priests who are also helping to restore the vitality of the forest. When the forest turns into plains, it will be the day when Saxon will be destroyed. Everyone knows this simple truth.  The children who had to learn to be positive and optimistic were relatively carefree and sang an ancient folk song of the elves, "Song of the Earth": "How many vicissitudes have been imprinted on this once green and gray road? On your once young and old face  How much wind and frost have been carved on it? The spear destroyed the village, the sword stung the earth, the smoke covered the moon, and our home was covered with scars" In the night, the female knight saw that there were not many saplings left, so she let  The children went home to eat first. Seeing these thinly dressed children who were accustomed to walking barefoot in the jungle, they dispersed with nimble steps, laughing and playing. She picked up a sapling, squatted in a daze, and was surrounded by a group of people.  A gifted young oak priest, the priest looked at the female knight with implicit and gentle eyes. He still clearly remembered the first time he saw her, when she voluntarily accepted the moonlight test at the oak altar. She was bathed in the light, and he felt  She was her own goddess, and later I heard that she had also passed the holy interrogation of the war elves. With her chaste body, selfless soul, and huge war potential, she was sincerely accepted by the elves who worshiped March and Mars.  In the past, the druid priests and war elves who took refuge in Saxon would usually appear quietly only when there was a man-made forest fire, and use their respective talents to put out the fire. They would remain neutral and indifferent to the war between the Saxon heretics and the imperial knights.  .  The Druids, who are derogatoryly called the Oak Priests by the empire's officials, are a lonely group who inherit ancient wisdom. They respect the laws of nature more than the orthodox elves. They regard the oak tree as a sacred tree, second only to Ursula's Tree Eye in holiness, and stipulate that every  A priest must make a pilgrimage to the Ancient Tree of Life twice in his life. The second time is before the fire of life is extinguished, to turn into soil under the Tree of Life and become fertilizer for the earth. This group is a "specialty" of the Holy Empire, and they are proficient in medical treatment.  , sacrifices, history and prophecies, but the number is sparse, with only more than 400 people, which is even more racially thin than the nearly 800 March elves. The latter is a "tumor" on the elven family tree, not only betraying the moon and the goddess of hunting  , and turned to believe in the god of war. The reason why he chose to live in the Saxon forest is because it is said that the queen of the gods on the top of Olympia bathed in a lake in this land, stared at a white bull on the shore, and masturbated with her hands.  , gave birth to his only son, the god of war who rules March and Mars.  War elves are not good at bows and arrows, but they are natural "lawbreakers" - assassins. The strong joining of these two comrades has slowly begun to reverse the lopsided victory of the holy war.  At this time, Ninurta, the oak priest who accompanied the female knight Hera to plant the plant, and Duran, the elf prince sitting on a hemlock tree, were important contractors who signed a covenant with the Saxon heresy respectively on behalf of the race. Ninurta loved Hera.  , but unlike Duran, he does not long for a response. For this oak priest who caused the sacred tree to uproot and move around when he was born, the farther away from the soul of the goddess in his heart, the purer the happiness he gets.  The Elf Prince on the hemlock has a pair of silver eyes, leaning against the tree trunk, looking at the full moon in the sky.  ??Dulan has both physical and mental mysophobia. He has always felt uncomfortable with the experience of Hera Bolseful being captured. He has a thorn in his heart. He does not believe that the human nobles will let this most suitable person go.A female knight who gave birth to offspring, but the news from the Oak Altar showed that Hera was still a virgin.  What made the Elf Prince even more angry was that Hera's father, the nominal owner of the Saxon Forest, the great heretic Andrei, actually tried to arrange a marriage between his son and his daughter, just to bring more outstanding warriors to Saxon. This farce, quietly  To calm down, it is said that the female knight defeated the powerful and arrogant father, and threw the coveted man to the oak altar, performing a castration ceremony.  The Elf Prince, who was surrounded by crystal clear little tree spirits, sighed. He was still too weak, and she seemed to be too strong. Every time they fought side by side, she did not reveal all her hidden strength. Did she gain anything during her capture?  What secret gift?  How far away is she from being a Coffin Knight among humans?  In the past few years, more than one pair of great knights have died in her hands, which is a shocking fact. What puzzles the March elves and druids the most is that this female knight who once only knew how to fight has now mastered  A lot of obscure knowledge: forest canopy density and crown width, the deep impact of a war on a forest, familiarity with crown fires and underground fires, crown width.  As a temporary ally, this is good news, but as a common Saxon forest dweller, this is not good news. Once humans gain extra strength, they often start wars against their friends. In the distant history, the sky will be  After the Dragon Tribe was annihilated, human smelters soon began to brutally expel the elves and multiple races. In recent history, the Immortals who jointly hunted down the wolf tribe with humans paid a huge price. Half of the Dark Thrones that originally sat securely  Instead of expanding, most of it was occupied by humans.  Today¡¯s knight goddess Hera is much silent. After planting the saplings, she bid farewell to the oak priests and March elves, and walked into the depths of the forest alone.  Hills of Glory and a copy of "Thirteen" only gave the female knight who practiced family loyalty a small improvement. This was because she had too much hatred for Reinhardai, but soon, with the black obsidian flower  As she entered and exited the Mayan Snow Mountain Temple, and a rainbow appeared in the sky of the two continents, she stepped on the threshold of the Holy Coffin Knight almost overnight. The current Imperial Knight, to her,  The famous double professional master no longer poses the slightest threat, but this increase in strength and the brilliance of battles do not seem to bring too much excitement to the Knight Goddess.  Hera Bolceful never admitted her loneliness, but she dreamed of that peaceful farewell again and again, and would see the vague figure waving to say goodbye quietly to her. In the dream, he was really lonely.  The Knight Goddess, who has become the number one enemy of the Imperial Holy War, jumped onto a towering tree, holding on to the branches and looking into the distance.  ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª Although the elegant Duke Ilesha had a warm smile on her face, she was actually about to collapse. She cursed herself in her heart for having brought up such an unreasonable baby girl. Although she felt sorry for the political marriage arranged by her father.  Some dissatisfaction, but who makes Zu Sili a descendant of Fermoth, not to mention that the marriage partner her grandfather helped his granddaughter choose is much more than the average happiness level compared to the golden family's rich marriage record, at least that one  The young nobleman of the Plantagenet dynasty was not incompetent, nor was he a fool who drooled when he grew up, nor was he a sadist. In fact, that young man was born into both the Plantagenet royal family and the Choumena family. According to the thinker Fermoth  According to the accurate calculations of the staff, the probability of him inheriting the Plantagenet Crown is 6%, which is negligible, but the probability of inheriting the position of head of the Joe Mena family is as high as 26%. 26 is very low?  Not bad, the Qiaomena family is the fourth golden bloodline among the ten holy families!  This family is a simplified version of the Holy Empire, rich in talented magicians. When families like Fermoth feel complacent because they have one or a few old men who have walked out of the Mayan temple, Qiaomena will definitely say with disdain: I'm sorry,  There are eight people in our family who are dead, that number multiplied by ten.  Duke Elsa watched her daughter scribbling angrily on the drawing board, and had to patiently comfort her: "My most lovely, beautiful, gentle, slim, elegant and knowledgeable Miss Zusili, I promise you that your future husband will be as good as his ancestors."  Different, he is not the kind of eccentric magician who likes to turn living people into giant toads, nor does he make some perfumes based on feces, nor does he do some boring experiments to change gender. As for those Qiaomena magicians,  The rumors that he likes to have close contact with animals are too despicable. On the contrary, this kind-hearted young man, like you, likes painting and food. It can be said that he likes some beautiful things. I believe he will be the best in his life.  My favorite thing is you.¡± ¡°What a tragic aristocratic father. He has to use countless ¡°you¡± words when talking to his daughter.  Ms. Zusili turned around and smashed a precious paintbrush stained with dye. Duke Ilesha cleverly avoided it. Her smile remained unchanged, her expression remained unchanged, and she felt a little proud in her heart. We, the descendants of Fermoth, are strong in predicting the crisis. ??Miss Zusili shouted nervously: "Father, I already have a handsome fianc¨¦!" The Duke explained helplessly: "Miss Zusili, that was just an impulse of your great-grandfather when he was young. It cannot be taken seriously."  The owner, Miss Zusili¡¯s great-grandfather was already over eighty years old at the time. How young?  Fortunately, Zu Sili didn't care about this, because she always liked to tell the old man that you are still young when acting coquettishly. It seemed that she meant it from the bottom of her heart.  The socialite who is most loved and cared for by her elders in Fermoth snorted: "I don't care!" The Duke said with a bitter face: "Zu Sili, this is not in line with your usual ladylike demeanor."  The old head of the family praised the "princess among ladies", and the old head of the family also told the same story to the Plantagenet royal family and the Joe Mena family. What's even more rare is that the old man was very confident when he described it, and later came to the White Rose Fermoth family.  The guests who were "audited" were more or less surprised, but they were quickly melted by the "enthusiasm" of the Fermoth family. They all used clever words such as "lively and cheerful" and "kind and pure" in their replies.  .  Miss Zusili stood up and put her hands on her hips and said: "Father, my etiquette was taught by the chef, my arcana was taught by the magic teacher, and my painting was taught by the knight, so you can't expect to be so ladylike!"  The Duke was enveloped in sadness and speechless.  This daughter is as cute as she is when she is in a good mood. She will say to her great-grandfather, who is stooped due to old age, "Oh, don't be sad, you just gave your youth a bump on your waist." She will also say some "daytime things"  "The moon is so moving" is nonsense that makes old people feel happy, but when she is in a bad mood, she becomes a little depressed and will hide in the attic and talk to herself in front of the oil painting. This is a charm she has developed since she was a child.  As a habit, I often don¡¯t go downstairs to eat for a whole day. Of course, this is based on the premise that there are countless snacks in the attic.  Miss Zusili stared at her father fiercely, and seemed to see the Duke's temples turning white as time had quietly climbed up. She sat back on the stool, faced the drawing board, and said softly: "Then I can take that painting with me when I get married.  After all, he is my fianc¨¦." Duke Elsa said softly, "No, can a fianc¨¦ who died young be more important than a legal husband?" After hesitating, the Duke explained sadly: "Zu Sili, your future.  Your husband will be jealous and may secretly burn your paintings." Zu Sili said calmly, "Then I will kill your husband secretly." Duke Elesa felt solemn and said helplessly: "This is wrong."  Miss Zusili said "understanding": "Of course. I know it is wrong." She quickly added: "Just like that Plantagenet man burning my paintings, it is wrong." The Duke smiled bitterly.  "Then I will try my best to help you achieve this wish." Ms. Zusili, who had her back turned to her father, nodded.  The Duke reminded with concern: "Is it just a small wish? My daughter, you can actually make more requests, and Fermoth will not wrong you." She shook her head and said: "No more." The Duke walked out of the painting silently  room.  The orphan Quasimodo always stood in the corner of the room.  Miss Zusili changed a paintbrush and asked: "Is my fianc¨¦ handsome?" The Hunchback of Notre Dame said naively: "Very handsome!" Miss Zusili smiled, raised her head and asked happily: "Was it when he was a child, or was he handsome?"  When he grows up?" Quasimodo, who was secretly arranged into [Sage] by Fermoth, thought silently and replied: "They are all handsome!"
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report