(Principal Chapter)
In the 256th year of the Alchemy Year of the Principality of Valentino, the Moon of Fire...
It was already early morning the next day.
In the dead of night, few people came and went from the Alchemist Guild in the Holy City of Grancis.
Between the counters, the young waitress was dozing off with her forehead in her hands until she heard a movement from the direction of the main entrance.
Most ordinary residents have gone home and are asleep at this late night hour. Who on earth would come to visit the guild so late at night?
The person who stepped into the guild from the night outside was a girl that the waiter had never seen in the guild before.
She hugged the shoulders of her semi-conscious companion tightly, and with her other hand supported her chest, which was supporting the collapse of her companion's body, the girl walked into the guild unsteadily and urgently.
Seeing this, her sleepiness disappeared and she immediately cheered up, "Are you injured? Please come over here!"
The waiter from the Alchemist Guild was very responsible and friendly and led Shirley to the single casualty room.
The Alchemist Guild of Grancis is also a local public treatment hospital.
Every formally qualified alchemist in the guild is a qualified healer. They are proficient in alchemical principles and also know how to refine medicine.
Within a quarter of an hour, the female therapist arrived in the casualty room, and Shirley briefly explained the condition of the injured to the doctor.
She immediately checked the body of the injured and used healing methods.
It's cold at night, and there's a huge gap between the temperature during the day and the night. Shirley breathed into her frozen hands, while the therapist at work was sweating profusely.
The faint light emitted by the magic became the only warm atmosphere in the dim wounded room.
A few quarters of an hour later, the therapist said that Filsa's physical condition was gradually stabilizing. But it will take a while to wake up.
"Miss, are you a friend of the injured person?"
The therapist took Shirley out of the door, closed the door to the ward, and asked softly.
"Yes."
Then Shirley anxiously asked the other party if there was something unspeakable about Filsa's condition.
"It is indeed a bit of a headache..." The therapist did not deny it, "To be honest, my healing magic didn't work on him!"
"..." Shirley couldn't answer this.
Under the bright light, she looked through the glass window at Filsa, who was lying unconscious on the bed in the casualty room. From a distance, his face didn't look too good.
"The healing magic of the "God System" actually has no effect on it..." the therapist said to himself, "Only those who reject the existence of "God" in their hearts will subconsciously reject the healing provided by God. "
Then she turned around and glanced at the girl, "Your companion is a "human-demon hybrid", right? "
When an outsider mentioned this secret word, Shirley was surprised at first. But thinking that the other person was a therapist and would be discovered sooner or later, it was no big deal, so he didn't deny it.
"Yes."
"It is precisely because the blood of demons flows in his body that he survived today! Although he does not accept God's healing magic, his demonic veins are healing themselves due to the self-healing properties of "human-demon hybrid" "Repairing". "
Shirley breathed a sigh of relief, with an expression full of regret.
"I'm really sorry. I kept this secret, not because I don't believe you... but because this secret is... difficult for a knight to tell."
"It doesn't matter..." the female therapist smiled friendlyly, "Originally, it is already very, very remarkable for an ordinary person to have the courage to pick up a sword and become a knight who fights to protect the people.
Your companions, even more so! Although this road is not easy to walk, you will eventually gain something.
The most rewarding thing is not the defenseless people like us who are protected, but the brave ones who protect others. "
After hearing the words of encouragement, Shirley became as clear as a dark cloud being pushed aside by the sun, and her heart was filled with gratitude.
"Because your companion was seriously injured by fire magic, he has problems regulating his body temperature and has symptoms of extremely high fever throughout his body.
For a user of ice magic, this is a serious illness. Therefore, in order to prevent any unexpected situation from happening to him——
That could very well be life-threatening, and you must stay by the injured's side tonight. Remember, if he has any adverse reactions, he must notify me as soon as possible. "
The female doctor finally spoke in a gentle tone in her serious words of advice.
Shirley nodded sharply in agreement.
The night passes quietly, and for those who are sleeping and dreaming, it is just a dream time;
But for the girl who was waiting beside her companions and worried all the time, it was a long ordeal.
Filsa lay flat on the hospital bed, her face reddish and sweating profusely.
Although the surface skin was not burned to any extent.
However, the demonic veins in his body were severely damaged by the magic power of fire from today's enemy.
The therapist has tried his best to heal the injured person's trauma;
But the regulation of inner breath still depends on Filsa himself.
Demonic veins are similar to blood veins, densely and regularly distributed throughout the human body, and do not intersect with other veins.
According to the scientific principles of magic life, magic veins are an independent system in the human body.
But one thing is undoubtedly the same, that is, once there are symptoms of disorder, it will have more serious consequences than trauma. So Filsa's current situation may be called "internal injury".
And what circulates in Felsa's magic vein system is the magic power of ice. His demonic veins were severely damaged by "fire", and one can imagine the seriousness of it.
The wall clock on the wall accompanied the two of them with a ticking sound, silently recording the minutes and seconds that passed before their eyes, and counting down to the arrival of dawn.
It was almost sunrise. Shirley raised her tired eyelids and looked out the window.
The cold air in the early morning roared through the window into the room where there were only two people.
In order to prevent the patient from catching cold, she got up and walked over to close the window. As a result, when she was near the window, she sneezed quietly due to the cold air.
Having a cold is not a pleasant feeling. This is especially true for high fevers. Shirley thought so and looked at Felsa, who had a high fever, with worry.
At this time, the color of the rising sun, cut by the window lattice, spilled into the cold wounded room.
It changes from the faint soothing morning breath to the fierce midday sun;
Then it gradually weakens and turns into the morning glow of the sunset;
Until it was completely erased from the unchanging floor, Grancis ushered in the night.
A day passed by Shirley, who was waiting for her companions.
Fortunately, her wait was not in vain. Since noon today, Filsa's fever has gradually gone away, his body is no longer burning hot, and his face is no longer locked in pain.
Wake up quickly, wake up quickly... Shirley kept calling in her mind until she fell asleep peacefully.
-
Selis, dragging a body that was about to collapse and heavy armor, returned to the Knights Guild.
As soon as he heard that Filsa was receiving treatment at the Alchemist Guild not far from the Knights Guild, he ignored his own fatigue and confessed some things to the guild and rushed there immediately.
Shirley informed Celis that he was past the danger. However, during this period of time, Filsa's condition was still unstable, sometimes unconscious and sometimes awake, and sometimes his mental state was even between half-conscious and half-awake.
"What about you, Celis? You must have been injured fighting that man." Shirley asked with concern.
"I'm not as seriously injured as Filsa, but..." Selis spread his hands honestly, "I'm almost exhausted."
The enemy was very powerful. Even Selis, who was also proficient in fire magic martial arts, had to be afraid of such a powerful opponent as Fan Ti Tai Lun after fighting with him for almost a day and night.
The enemy's physical strength is like a raging fire that never fails, and the iron fist of the attack never stops burning.
As long as Brahma identifies the enemy, he will release extreme flames of hatred, vowing to bury the enemy in the sea of Shura fire.
"Will that person... be chasing after him?" Shirley asked worriedly, "With Felsa's current condition, it is simply impossible..."
"Don't worry, I have reported what happened in the sea of trees to the Knights Guild. I believe that at this moment, the Knights Guild has sent extra personnel to guard the Holy City.
The enemy is very strong, but he is facing the entire Knights Guild, and he would not dare to do whatever he wants if he has a little bit of thinking. Just feel free to keep an eye on Filsa here. Regarding things outside, I and other comrades from the Knights Guild are here. "
Although he was very tired, Celis still managed to cheer up, comforting Shirley, and at the same time looking at his companions through the window.
-
Filsa Danlitel opened his confused eyes.
He reluctantly opened his tired eyelids, and what he saw in front of him were the bright incandescent lamps hanging from the ceiling.
Moving his thin but heavy body, he leaned on the head of the bed and sat slumped in a crooked posture.
A series of chaotic thoughts kept spinning in his mind, occupying everything, and he tried his best to recall what happened before he fell into coma.
Green snow and sea of trees. Encounter an enemy who controls fire. His Shura-like Flame Hell attack.
In a trance, he saw the dragoon Selis coming with a gun.
He suddenly panicked and quickly looked for something on the table beside the bed.
His own sword, the Ice Flame Sword, Franzane, seemed to be lying on the table intact.
Firsa picked up his sword and suddenly felt weak in his arm. He struggled to undo the soft leather scabbard, and the cold air condensed by its magic force forced out as always.
Fortunately, fortunately, he breathed a sigh of relief. The seven-pointed amethyst inlaid between the spines of the sword was also intact, and still shone with undamaged brilliance under the light.
This strange gem is the magic core of the ice flame sword Flan Zane. It converts the magic power injected by the user into the energy of the sword and resonates with the crystal stone.
It can be said that as long as the magic core is intact, the Ice Flame Sword will not be damaged.
What Philsa was worried about before was whether the magic core would be overwhelmed by the powerful energy of the emblem "Ice Light".
After all, the enemy of fire he faced was definitely the nemesis of the ice system.
Although the emblem can make Bing no longer afraid of fire for a short period of time, and stand at the top of the elements. However, it is questionable whether the sword blessed with such a heaven-defying effect will be damaged after the war.
Now he is relieved.
When thinking of the emblem, Filsa recalled that he had just had a long, long dream.
Once again, he dreamed of a man from the Kingdom Age named Alphonse;
The difference from last time was that the Alphonse he dreamed about this time was already a young man.
This is the continuation of the dream...
On the day of his return, the young man traveled all the way to the royal capital Grancis to participate in the gladiatorial match of the royal knights. He easily defeated the giant man from the southern barbarians and the "king's right-hand man" Fan Rexo. He also reunited with Princess Pu. Licia.
After being appointed as the leader, he met the original Knights of the Eagle.
Facing this "rabble" that had lost its leader and neglected training for the first time, Alphonse's expression was not only one of surprise, but also one of endless disappointment.
The dream ends here.
Someone who came into view touched Filsa's reddish and hot forehead with a soft palm with a comfortable temperature. He was like a child, motionless and without resistance.
"Alas..." She let out a relieved sigh.
"Shirley..."
"You finally woke up." What caught Philsa's face was the smile that seemed to be blooming gently on Shirley's face.
In addition to his sword on the table, Filsa noticed at this moment that there was also a simple breakfast - a cup of boiled water and a plate of white bread.
Seeing the food on the plate, Filsa suddenly felt his empty stomach, as if it was secretly stirring.
After a week, the patient's injuries were basically healed.
The Alchemist Guild went through the procedures for him and asked him to move into another separate room to facilitate another week of cultivation.
The patient belonged to the famous Silver Wing Knights in the mainland, and he was injured in a sea of trees not far from the Holy Capital.
In this regard, the Alchemist Guild is of course doing its best to take good care of it.
On this day, there was a knock on Filsa’s bedroom door. Before he could get out of bed, open the door, or even respond, the visitor outside had already unscrewed the handle and entered without permission.
"Huh……"
This rude habit... Firza had already guessed who the visitor was before he entered the door.
Then subconsciously, the shadow of a girl appeared in my mind.
Not seeing her for many years, I have a very vague impression of her.
Only now did he remember that she settled here - the Holy City of Grancis. Originally, when I came to the Holy Capital and all the important things were done, I would take the time to visit her, but I didn't expect that I would be so seriously injured...
"elder brother?"
"Huh? Ha, oh... Huh? How did you know I'm here? I look like a patient now, which doesn't look good."
"Brother, what are you talking about?" The girl tilted her head and wondered, but she had long been used to Philsa's sometimes vague words.
"Oh, it's nothing, Halluja, long time no see."
This is a client whom Philsa met when he went to the Holy City to perform tasks before.
Because of certain things she experienced, this girl became his adopted sister. From then on, the two of them treated each other as brother and sister.
Although it is a bit like teasing and joking among young people, it is undeniable that the relationship between Firsa and Halluja has always been in good condition.
Although they have always exchanged letters, if you look closely, the two of them have not seen each other for more than half a year.
After such a long time, Filsa felt a sweet feeling when he heard the name "brother" again.
It turned out that Halluja found out from the Alchemist Guild that Firsa was injured and was sent to the Holy Capital for treatment, so he came to visit the next day.
In her mind, her adopted brother is a very powerful warrior. The appearance is like ice, cold and strong;
In fact, he feels a little cold on the outside and hot on the inside when he treats others, and he often gets hurt trying to protect others. He does his best when performing tasks for others, including Haruka himself.
He upheld the creed of the knight profession very well.
This impression left a deep imprint from the first encounter with him.
Halluga admires his brother who is a powerful knight.
"It seems you were seriously injured..."
The girl sat upright in front of the bed and carefully inserted the flowers she bought into the empty ceramic vase on the table.
"You can say that. However, I have basically recovered now. I will leave the Holy City in a few days. I'm sorry, I didn't bring any gifts for you..."
"Thank you, no need." The girl shook her head obediently, her short black hair reaching her shoulders swaying refreshingly, shining like a black pearl.
"By the way, Halluja, is this pitch-black dress you are wearing the most popular girl's suit in the principality today? I think it suits you very well!"
The girl lowered her head with a blushing face. This was the first time anyone admired her dress.
This outfit is very similar to Gothic style. The dark and dense silk hand socks and foot socks are its biggest highlight.
It is both warm and light, and can appropriately show off the beauty of a girl's figure.
Against the background of such a mysterious black tone, her skin color looks even whiter and evener.
Firsa thought to herself, this is indeed a beautiful dress that can be popular throughout the principality and among girls.
"Well, it's really good..." He murmured to himself while nodding.
When she was enjoying the praise given by her brother and was feeling proud, Firsa suddenly said: "Hey, how is your sword training going?"
She was startled, like a student who usually didn't study very hard, and was suddenly asked by a relative about her recent grades. Her head buzzed, and she was a little panicked inside, but she still looked calm on the outside.
"It's not bad, there is still progress."
When the girl separated from Filsa half a year ago, she faced her brother's repeated instructions to practice swordsmanship in order to protect herself in inevitable emergencies, and she agreed repeatedly.
But after the separation, I forgot what my brother said.
It seems like half a year has passed since the last sword practice.
"How about...after I get some rest in a few days, I can go to the guild dojo and give it a try?"
"No, no, no, I'm not in good shape lately!"
The girl quickly waved her hands and refused. When the time comes, if my brother gives me a try, everything will be exposed!
What an easy excuse to see through. Halluga stuck out his tongue, and Firsa cast a scolding look, helpless to the girl's laziness.
"Don't worry about the details! When will my brother leave Grancis? Can you take me with you?"
Halluja complained to her brother in a low voice that she had been pestered by a man with strange behavior recently, which had affected her daily life. So she planned to leave the Holy City temporarily and go on an adventure with her brother.
My younger sister wants to go to Snow City, the Snow City where Filsa once lived, and want to enroll in the Magical Martial Arts Academy of the Far North, which is located in Snow City and is famous in the Principality.
Another reason why she envied Firza was that Firza was also a student of this magic martial arts academy.
"I...I don't plan to go back to the academy." Even though his face was expressionless when he declined politely, some memories from the academy still appeared in his mind.
Not only was the destination not set at Snowa, but a more important reason was that Firsa did not want to put Halluja in danger.
There are many secrets implicating the kingdom in this Blade Knight. It is precisely because of these ulterior secrets that he has attracted enemies like Fan and more unknown fatal disasters.
Filsa didn't want to involve irrelevant people.
"It doesn't matter. Brother, you can go wherever you want, as long as you take me away from Grancis and that annoying person."
Haruka begged while being nice.
Being a good girl is one of the most proficient skills in pleasing girls.
"Hey, this won't work. Where are your relatives? How about I send you to them..."
"Have you forgotten, brother? I live alone in Grancis."
"Actually, there is a quick way to reach Snowward, which is to go to the West Port and take a direct magic tanker..."
"No, no, I hate taking a boat! It would be terrible if there's a storm! There's no one to accompany me."
Seeing his brother's rejection in every possible way, Haluja's expression darkened, he lowered his head and suddenly stopped talking.
In the final analysis, this girl just hopes that someone can accompany her on an adventure, and that's all her little dream.
There's really nothing Philsa can do about it. It's not that he refuses, it's just that Filsa feels that his surroundings have become very dangerous.
Unlike Shirley, who knows wind magic martial arts and works as an assistant, Halluga is just an underage girl who has absolutely no power to bind a chicken.
Filsa really didn't want her to be involved in the danger he had created.
If Hallujah was harmed in any way, he would never forgive himself.
He could only look at Halluja's glum face and sigh.
Just then, the bedroom door was knocked again.
Shirley came in with a plate of simple breakfast in both hands, with a somewhat impatient look on her face for some reason.
"Ah, Shirley..." Filsa secretly cast a look at her asking for help.
Shirley understood what he meant, and looked at the ceiling nonchalantly, saying vaguely: "Huh? Why hasn't Celis come back for so long?"
"Ah, that's right!" He had an idea. "I remembered that I have been so ill recently that my brain is not flexible. I am preparing to go out now. I have something important to ask my friends. As for your leaving, let's put it aside for now. Wait, I will give you an answer before I leave the Holy City."
Philsha glanced at the savior gratefully, and Shirley smiled slightly.
"Woo..." Full of disappointment, Halujia glanced at Shirley who suddenly broke into the room to break their reunion, and muttered in a volume that could not be heard by others: "Damn woman!"
-
A few days ago - on the last day of the Water Moon, the Demon King awakened. He broke free from the shackles of the Dark Demonic Sea, escaped from the dark prison of the deep sea, and reappeared in the world at the top of the Time-Reversing Tower.
He then awakened six demon generals. Not only that, those demonic demon armies that had disappeared since the Northern Expedition also appeared again in response to the monarch's awakening.
The demon army is growing stronger and raising its war flag to humans. The stable life of civilians is temporarily gone, and war is coming.
The Valentino Continent will soon be full of bloody conflicts between humans and demons.
The commotion among the demons gradually increased. Each guild organization will continuously receive unfortunate news of demon invasion from all over the world every day.
The ever-increasing scale of dark instigation has put formal institutions such as the Knights Guild and the Magician Guild on high alert.
Even the "Alchemist's Guild", a local organization with a small number of people and not often active on the front line, has become busy.
What they want to help is to send nearby injured people to the guild for treatment as much as possible, and to transport large quantities of medicine to other places. Injuries are a common occurrence for some professions active on the battlefield.
Filsa Danlitel was one of the injured on the battlefield against the demons.
However, after careful treatment by the guild doctor, he has recovered and can return to the battle line at any time.
Early that morning, he met Celis in the guild hall. The two of them sat together at a round table by the window and chatted about recent events.
Because the Blade Knights have not yet issued an emergency summons.
So Celis is going to leave the headquarters and travel for a while. There was no clear destination for this trip. It was just a trip around the Valentino continent, the first outing experience after the coming-of-age ceremony.
"Are you coming together? My next destination is the former site of the Silver Knights and the ruins of the palace."
Philsa suggested.
"No need." Unexpectedly, Celis waved his hand and rejected his friend's kindness, "Originally, I had this intention, but after thinking about it carefully, I still won't disturb you and Shirley's two-person trip and two-person world. .”
"Huh? Hello..." Firsa was choked and speechless.
Celis is a bit serious and rarely jokes with others.
Filsa was really taken aback by his sudden teasing.
"Anyway, you two should go to a more romantic place, such as the "Land of Flowers" in a nearby town. Why do you want to visit the ruins of the Silver Palace for no reason? "
"Well, well...there are some things I want to go to the ruins to find out."
Seeing that he was deliberately concealing something, Celis stopped asking further questions and just reminded him tirelessly:
"Then you two have to be careful. Maybe - I just said maybe, you may encounter the person who hurt you last time again.
When I confronted him, I almost tried my best. But he still couldn't defeat him, or even hurt him.
Although I am not very clear about his origins, one thing is certain, that is, he is deeply involved with the extinct Kingdom of Valentino.
He was most likely a descendant of a patriotic general in the Kingdom's era, and inherited his ancestor's strong desire to restore the country and his hatred and rejection of the principality. "
Although the enemy will still catch up, and it will probably cause another fierce battle, Firza has a reason to go.
"The descendants... I think it is more accurate to say that he is the reincarnation of the so-called patriotic general. Celis, do you believe in reincarnation?"
"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that I've never heard of anyone or anything about reincarnation." Celis remained as rational as ever.
"Actually, I thought it was unbelievable at first, until this happened to me... Look at this."
As he spoke, Filsa took off the white silk glove on his left hand and showed the emblem that had only appeared and lit up recently.
Under the sunlight coming in from the window, the emblem "Ice Light" formed by two single feathers biting each other from the base of the feathers still shows a blue magical brilliance.
"Eh... "Northern Glory"? Isn't this the emblem of "Pioneer of Valentino" Alphonse? "
Selys stood up in surprise and exclaimed involuntarily. It turns out that Philsa also received a crest, or to be more precise, he inherited the "Northern Glory" from the ancient hero.
However, there seems to be some differences between Filza's Ice Light and Alphonse's Northern Glory.
The "Glory of the Far North" recorded in the history books is made up of three holy dragon feathers embedded in each other from the root. There is also a mark of a seven-pointed stone in the central triangle area.
According to descriptions, the ancient emblem is generally extremely bright cyan, and even the scorching sun cannot cover up its brilliance like the Northern Lights.
And his emblem is only made of two single feathers bitten together. Although the color is bright, instead of calling it "glow", it is more appropriate to describe it as "bright light" (a brighter green light that only appears in the dark night due to special materials).
"Is this...a prototype of yours?" After careful consideration, Celis suddenly understood.
Sellis has always been good at analyzing situations and has a detective's mind. Not only is he very good at fighting, but his strength as a knight even exceeds that of Firza. People who know him well, including the warriors in the knights, know that he is by no means an ordinary person with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.
"Probably, I don't know. Thanks to this emblem - it makes me no longer afraid of fire magic in the battle with the enemy. It even allows the element of ice to exert its strongest power in an instant, standing against many elements. The top.”
Philsa then explained why he wanted to go to the ruins of the Silver Palace. In addition to confirming the authenticity of the dream, I also want to know more about Alphonse, a hero portrayed by history.
"Selys, you are the second person who knows that I am a reincarnated person. Things are not that simple. So, I am going to investigate."
Celis expressed his support for Filsa, who had made up his mind.
"Go ahead, maybe we will meet again during the journey. Ah, I suddenly remembered that I might have to go back to the Magic Academy to report the situation of the Knights to the principal, and also visit Saint Zephyr by the way. teacher."
"Oh..." When he heard Celis say this, Filsa suddenly had a good idea in his heart.
-
"Dear sister Hallujah:
I have found friends to take you away from Grancis.
Celis ꔷDillanhart, he is also a Blade Knight, and was once my classmate at the Far North Magic Martial Academy.
He recently planned to travel on the mainland for a period of time, and his final destination was to return to the Demonic Martial Arts Academy in the Far North.
I think he is definitely a more suitable candidate than me to take you out on adventures, and he knows how to protect others better than me.
I'm really sorry. It's not that I don't want to take risks with you. I do have something important to do.
And I can only be allowed to investigate and solve this matter alone.
There is another very serious thing I want to tell you, that is, please do not come to me during this period, as this will put you in danger. I hope you can understand my brother's difficulties. FirsaꔷDanlitel..."
Early this morning, after he and Shirley had left the Holy City, he left such a letter for his sister Halluja.
"Brother, I hate you, I curse you, I curse you, I curse you..."
It was really helpless. If it weren't for that guy's infatuated entanglement, Halluja would not have considered leaving Grancis, where he had lived for a long time.
At the same time, I wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to travel and have adventures with my brother, but I didn’t expect...
There's no way around it, that nagging bastard is so annoying.
From that unfortunate day—the day this bastard confessed his love to Hallujah—things got out of hand.
He knew that he lived alone in a villa, so he came and knocked on the door every day to "visit";
Every evening, children from the neighborhood would be asked to place a bouquet of roses in front of the door;
Almost every day, this guy would send one or even two disgusting "love letters" to his home mailbox;
Almost every time I want to go out, I will "coincidentally" run into this difficult guy in front of the door;
Even all the time, when Hallujah himself is at home. Whether he was reading, sleeping, eating or taking a bath, he felt inexplicably a pair of particularly disgusting eyes staring at him.
I'm really afraid that one night, this guy won't be able to hold back his emotions, break in through the window, and then something shocking will happen...
Unthinkable!
For several days, she was so frightened that her mental state was close to the edge of madness.
"It's all my fault that I didn't explain my situation to him in detail... Sigh... It's all my fault that woman. I came in when I was about to get to the point."
Halluga stayed listlessly at the Alchemists Guild.
She entered the attached tavern in confusion.
If possible, she would stay here forever and would not go home. However, once the moon rises at night, the guild does not allow outsiders to stay here, let alone stay overnight.
The girl held her chin in her hands, feeling annoyed.
"Miss, do you need something to drink?" The waiter came up and asked after seeing Halluja sitting in front of the table without moving for a long time.
"Just a glass of double black whiskey with ice for now." Halluja responded to the enthusiastic waiter, imitating the way adults order drinks in the bar.
In fact, she had never tasted the so-called double black whiskey. In fact, as a minor, she had never even had a drink.
Halluja is only a fourteen-year-old girl. According to the laws of the principality, she is not allowed to drink.
She has a cute childlike face like a doll, but her figure is as mature as an adult girl. She is still wearing black-toned principality fashion. As long as she didn't tell her actual age, no one would be able to tell.
Isn’t it said that adults will drink to drown their sorrows when they are troubled?
Let me try it out in advance. Halluja thought so.
"I secretly saw my brother drinking this kind of wine before...it's said to be a bit sweet."
But when he took the first sip, the irritating smell of alcohol rushed from his heart to his mind, and his childish face turned red and twisted.
The sweetness was completely covered by the bitterness, and Halluga was unable to appreciate the "sweetness of wine" that was highly praised by adults.
She clutched her violently beating heart, her stomach churning.
It tastes terrible.
"The wine doesn't taste good."
It was a male voice that came from not far away and brushed past her ears. The girl who was on the verge of a nervous breakdown was startled, thinking that it was the guy who was pestering her day and night again.
But in fact, it's not. It turned out that the voice came from a knight who had been sitting at the bar chatting before Halluga came in.
He walked over to the girl with a pained face.
"Huh?" Halujia saw that this man looked majestic and thought to himself that he must not be a bad person.
"Waiter, please bring me two glasses of frozen milk with sugar."
The strange knight kindly replaced the cup of bitter wine that Yao couldn't drink with frozen milk.
"Ah, thank you."
However, the girl still seemed to be refusing the drink in front of her.
The knight saw through the girl's thoughts.
"Milk is not just for children. As a samurai, I also like milk."
Halluja picked up the frozen cup and took a sip, feeling that his heart, which had been twisted together in pain, suddenly relaxed.
As expected, milk is the most delicious. It's much better than those damn whiskeys.
Halluga told the stranger in front of him about his recent experiences without any reservation or caution.
The knight listened quietly to the girl's complaints and worries.
At this moment, Harujia suddenly saw a familiar figure hiding outside the window.
There is no doubt that it is this figure that troubles Haluga in every way, and even wants to leave Grancis where he has been living.
She stood up with a "Huo" sound.
"Um..." Halluja clasped his hands together and asked softly: "Can you send me home? The idiot I just mentioned...is here again."
"Idiot?" The knight couldn't help but feel sweaty at the girl's exaggerated and neurotic words, but it was undeniable.
No matter what kind of girl she is, she will definitely hate such wretched people.
Outside the guild door. The figure who followed the girl waited for several moments and finally saw the girl slowly walking out, feeling extremely excited.
But then he discovered that there was a young knight in pitch black armor following her, and they were talking and laughing with each other. The excitement in his heart was suddenly poured with cold water.
Halujia felt that this section of the road at dusk today was the most comfortable to walk in recent days, or even in half a month.
Not only was he accompanied by a kind-hearted knight, but his mood was as cheerful as a sunny day. Finally arriving at the door of his villa, Halujia reluctantly said goodbye to the young man.
"Excuse me, what is your knight's name?"
"Oh, you're welcome. My name is Celis ꔷDillanhart, and I belong to the Silver Wing Knights."
Upon hearing this name that was quite familiar to him, Haluja was stunned for a moment, and then as if in surprise, he took out the letter left for him by his brother from his pocket.
"Are you... a friend of Brother Filsa?"
"Not bad. And you?"
"Ah, I'm his sister!"
After saying that, the girl handed the letter to Celis, and he scanned it roughly with quick eyes.
"Eh... I have only heard that she has a sister who is also a knight, but I have never heard that he actually has a sister."
Celis murmured to himself, and after reading the letter, he said half-jokingly, "So that's it, the little girl he will entrust me to escort turns out to be you."
"To reiterate, I am no longer a little girl!"
Judging from her appearance, Halluja does not look like a girl anymore.
Celis looked at the girl in black dress in front of him again.
At only fourteen years old, she already has the charm of an adult girl, which is a rare maturity among her peers.
Celis promised to take Halluja to the Far North Magic Martial Arts Academy.
"Brother is so annoying. He always wants to avoid me and live happily with another woman!"
Saelis occasionally heard the girl's murmur and couldn't help but smile.
"Ah, I don't mean that!" Halu Jia blushed to arguing when he found what he said what he said.
His heart thought that the little girl was really a little girl, and her thoughts were always so simple.
"Brother said he is very dangerous around him now, is it true? Would you like to lie to me?"
"To be honest ..." Selis said solemnly. "He was chased by an enemy with unknown origin. I think he should not be hurt by the enemy in order to prevent you from being hurt. You stay by his side. "
"Really? Shouldn't you hide it for him?" The girl was suspicious.
"Oh, how is it possible."
After a while, Halujia turned a topic and continued: "But, I still hope to have a reliable person to accompany me.
Selis shook his head with a smile and humble. "When are you ready to start traveling?"
"Wait, I haven't cleaned up yet ... the day after tomorrow ... Oh, it's actually fine tomorrow! Just tonight, the faster the better!"
Halujia couldn't wait to say that he was yearning for his first adventure, and also hoped to leave Grandis as soon as possible and leave that "idiot".
Seeing Selis smiled lightly, "Don't be in a hurry, then we will leave tomorrow morning."
In this way, Halujia met with Selis about meeting at the Alchemist Association tomorrow morning, and then began the adventure of Van Lun Tieno continent.
The sunset has not faded, and the sun is thin.
In the Cavaliers Association of few people.
Filsa was waiting for Shirley's return, and she happened to meet Orina and Lampard, who had just recovered.
The two informed Philsa that they received an emergency convening order from the Black Cavaliers and immediately left Grandis.
As for the wedding of the two, it seems that it will be delayed for a while. Philsa regrets and bless the two again.
As a result, this pair of black knights parted ways with Philsa before sunset.
Watching the two of them walked out of the door, until the shadow was completely invisible, Philsa remembered Halujia and Selis.
Should they meet and meet, right?
"Selis, you will definitely escort Halujia to the college safely. In fact, my intention ... not so simple.
Halujia has a life -like life, and it can be said that it is a more miserable life than me.
She will inevitably encounter a series of disasters that are recruited.
In my words, one of the "Six Sages" alone cannot be confronted, let alone mention any magic legion like "Dead Zhaoxing Pentagon" ...
I really don't have extra forces to protect one more girl. However, if you have a dragon knight in the future, if you are there, you will inevitably resolve them one by one. "
Philsa stared at the gradually dull sunset, secretly thinking. Until the discovery of Shirley's return from a distance.
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"The end of the West Sea is the night of Yonglan; the ruins below the horizontal line, inherit the treasure.
Fan Lun Tienxi Port, starting point for travelers to navigation.
The wide blue and clear sky, soaring seagulls, the flags of Ren Feng, and the bells of the whole time ... All this contains good wishes for travelers.
The sea breeze was refreshing and leisurely, and the salty smell of the sea brushed across the cheeks, which could not help but sucked a few more mouthfuls before leaving.
The wrinkled West Port ticket in his hand, with a cheerful mood in his heart. For the first time, he boarded the magic tanker that was preparing to sail here and the destination of the mainland to the north of the mainland.
The reason why he chose Snowa as the next destination was that a few days ago, he dreamed of the ancient emblem of Shi Shi again, and talked with him, and finally confirmed the second goal.
"Thanks to the efforts of the Holy General, the lack of the second emblem in the hands of the monster successfully made me get a language ability again, and the communication with Caresso was no longer hindered."
When Caresso heard the gratitude of the ancient emblem, he couldn't help but flutter in his heart.
But then, Caress continued to ask the ancient emblem again: "So, what will my next destination?"
"Just as the second sentence in the prophecy, the sea of Yonglan Night."
"What?" Carele didn't understand very well. In fact, he did not read the second prophecy in advance.
So I don't know what the prophecy implies this time.
After some simple thinking, I replied: "Is the sea in the Western Regions ... No problem!"
However, a few days ago, according to the forecast of the official organization of the public domestic observation, the western western western area will have several strong storms.
Caresso was a little worried, but the deep purple emblem "Yaozhizhi" he shouldered once again sued the owner.
As a sacrament, don't be afraid of any unknown or determined difficulties, the power of the emblem and the holy sword can always be used, just as the last time was trapped in the tower of the time.
At the same time, he also confirmed a fact that the recent phenomenon was in line with the description of the "Yonglan Night" in the prophecy.
In other words, although the road is becoming more and more difficult, the direction will never be wrong.
So Carey was reluctant to procrastinates on the bed, and rushed to West Sea Port when the injury was approaching the healing.
He managed to find it, and he would be willing to meet the oil tanker for a few days in the future.
These vessels that dare to take risks also have emergency transportation tasks, which is to transport herbal herbs entrusted from the Alchemist Association to the north of the mainland.
The maritime journey will inevitably be more difficult and thrilling than any previous time.
It is also an indispensable experience after storm.
Carele believes that the old saying inherited from Van Luntieno: "The inverse flow on the River of the Aville can make more pure essence; the storm in the night has achieved the hero of silver."
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Fan Lunnon's Principality's alchemy can be calendar for two, five or six years, and the fire month is 07th ... serious injuries have been unconscious for several days. It was hard for her to take care of Shirley during this period.
When the sixth sages battle, the first emblem was used. Although the power of the tattoo was very powerful, it was still defeated under the magic of the enemy's Shura -like inflammation. Learn your own art ...
Halujia, who settled in Grandis, came to visit and wanted to leave Saint Capital.
But I really don't have extraordinary abilities to protect others.
So I entrusted her to a reliable friend Selis.
The two of them should have set off in the near future. bless them.
