Chapter 467 Everyone has his own story
Destiny is always full of coincidences. Sometimes the more you worry about something, the more likely it is to happen.
With the joy of victory and the expectation of sharing this joy, Irene and Kallen, who came on horseback, arrived in front of Luo Yan almost at the same time.
However, when they saw each other, their overflowing joy invariably restrained themselves.
That is the intuition of the "chosen one".
Two invisible sharp blades collided in the air, as if invisible sparks were sparked.
The horses under their crotches all invariably stiffened their paces, and neighed slightly from their mouths and noses, as if they felt the pressure of the strong from the wordless silence.
That's the horse's intuition.
eh? Lord Demon King, your shoulders are shaking——』
『Yuyou, shut up. 』
Shake?
Does not exist.
At this moment, Luo Yan still had a calm expression, and the smile on his face was like the sunshine after the clouds and fog dissipated. He would never be sweating because of this small scene.
Facts have proved that even the gods who control karma cannot resist the cause and effect of the mortal world.
Once a vest is put on, it is bound to fall off one day, it is just a matter of time.
"Colin, are you okay? I was really worried about you just now...What happened?"
The first person to break the silence was Irene.
Her voice was so gentle as never before that Luo Yan almost didn't realize that it was her who was speaking.
Irene turned over and dismounted neatly.
She took the light of praise back to her waist, settled her horse, and strode to Colin with an "impeccable" posture.
Whether it's a battle or a "battle", she belongs to the category of "pre-emptive strike".
Those emerald green eyes that always sparkled with determination were now overflowing with tenderness and dependence.
That is a side that is only shown in front of someone.
She will always be Campbell's hero in front of outsiders. Only in front of the "God" who is only soft-hearted to her, will she become that carefree girl.
This is actually not quite accurate.
Luo Yan is actually often "soft-hearted". Even if Thanos betrayed him once, he would just smile and let it go.
"I'm fine——"
His voice had not yet finished, Kallen, who had never interrupted him, suddenly interrupted this time for the first time.
"Miss Erin Campbell, please allow me to say something."
Kallen dismounted and walked to Irene's side. She glanced at Colin with a soft light in her eyes, and then looked at Irene again. Her kind eyes did not change, but she restrained her excess admiration.
"Mr. Colin has just defeated the Chosen God of Chaos. What he needs most now is to rest, not to question."
"Question, question?" Irene panicked, and quickly replied, "I didn't mean that, I just cared about——"
h "If you really care about him, then you should let him take a breath first."
Although he said so, Kallen had no intention of letting Colin take a breath.
Taking advantage of Miss Irene's panic, she stepped forward, naturally clasped her hands together, and held his hand.
"Your Highness, seeing that you are safe and sound, my hanging heart is finally relieved."
That pure and flawless look seems to be tempting the hand with clear joints to move forward to feel the pious and hot heartbeat up close.
This is also the first time for Kallen to do such a bold thing.
That rosy face is like an apple in October in golden autumn, so ripe that it is about to fall off the branches.
But she has no regrets.
Even if it was for the sake of the people of Dusk Province, she would represent them and keep this benevolent Son of God for this desperate land!
The more pious a person is, the more he will deceive himself.
Karen has obviously forgotten that she is not a Lane person at all, but a Rhodes person from further north.
Even though he was a few inches away, Luo Yan could feel the heartbeat coming from the distance.
But it was obvious that someone's heartbeat was beating faster than hers, and her blood pressure was also higher.
...You, what are you doing!"
Erin was talking incoherently, her red ears were like red-hot steam boilers, and she wanted to rush forward and split the tightly clasped fingers with a sword.
This is...what a blasphemy!
How can a person who has not signed a marriage contract so undisciplinedly grab the hand of the opposite sex? !
That was obviously not a polite handshake.
She thought that her elegance would make this country girl from nowhere feel ashamed, but unexpectedly, instead of retreating from the difficulties, she actually won Mr. Colin's first blow in front of her...
Wait.
Irene suddenly realized something, her face suddenly turned slightly pale, and she fell into a deeper reverie.
Mr. Colin did not shake the woman's hand.
Could it be that...
He is actually very good at it? !
Her emerald green eyes were tinged with sadness, her lips were trembling slightly, and she was speechless.
That kind of thing——
Don’t do it! !
Xiao Chunu always likes to think about things, and Luo Yan can figure out what Irene has misunderstood without having to guess.
Having seen through the cunning hidden behind the innocent eyes, he sighed softly, with a hint of majesty in his voice.
"Karen."
Hearing the displeasure in the voice, Karen realized that her joke had gone too far, so she lowered her head apologetically and loosened her clasped hands obediently.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'm just too excited to meet you again... Please punish me."
Her apology did not have much sincerity, otherwise she would not have deliberately used such a misunderstood statement.
However, she is confident.
After all, who wants the other party to provoke first?
The gods may not be able to see the little thoughts of mortals, but she can see them clearly.
Although the Lane people of Dusk Province are a little poorer, their determination and piety will never lose to the fox-like and cunning Campbell people!
The people of Lane did not know at this moment that they were represented by a cunning little fox again.
Responsibility, punishment? !
The moment she heard these words, Irene's shoulders shook slightly again, like an arrow in her heart.
The armor protected by divine grace can block her from stray arrows on the battlefield, but it cannot block the hidden arrows in her spirit.
She thought of the chivalric novels Theresa buried deep in the bookshelves. Although she had not punished anyone, the well-informed bards described the process in detail.
No...
His Royal Highness Colin is definitely not that kind of person!
But...
Looking at Irene's increasingly pale face, Luo Yan couldn't help but worry about her.
"Eileen, are you... okay?"
"I..."
Erin wanted to say that she was okay, but she couldn't say it. Her eyes gradually became filled with sadness, she bit her pale lips, and after a moment she squeezed out a small word.
"I...did I disturb you?"
That cowardly voice did not look like her at all.
Even the Chosen God of Chaos has never forced her into such a dilemma.
Looking at the "shaky" Erin, Kallen couldn't bear it. Did she really go too far?
But...
It seems that I haven’t done much?
Thinking like this, Kallen suddenly realized a possibility, and a trace of panic flashed in her gentle eyes.
This is...retreating in order to advance!
This Miss Campbell, who is proficient in the art of war, deliberately showed weakness to the enemy to arouse His Highness Colin's protective desire!
Karen's face turned pale slightly, her gentle eyes narrowed, she raised her sleeves and gently wiped the sweat that ran down her cheeks.
As expected of a city man...
What a good idea!
HAHAHAHAHAHA! "Looking at the two rookies pecking each other, Youyou, who was hiding and peeping at the side, laughed so hard that his stomach almost burst, and he rolled around in the woods.
Luo Yan did not look at it because he was worried that he would not be able to hold it tight.
Looking at Irene who looked miserable, he chose not to see the sorrow, with a gentle smile on his face, and answered her question literally.
"No, you came just in time...I was about to introduce you to the saint of the Salvation Army, Her Highness Karen." Rushing to the rescue from the Principality of Bell."
"Erin Campbell."
Seeing Kallen's formal appearance, Irene also woke up from the little girl's manner, responded to the courtesy of a noble, and formally introduced herself.
"Nice to meet you...Miss Kallen, I have heard stories about you from the refugees. Everyone who meets me says that you are the saint sent by Saint Sith to save them."
She also gradually realized that she might have thought too much.
Perhaps...holding each other's hands with your hands together is just a folk custom in the northern part of the Kingdom of Lane?
Irene convinced herself thus.
Because she suddenly remembered that when His Highness Colin first came to the Principality of Campbell, he came from Xuebang and was bound to pass through the northern part of the Kingdom of Lane.
It is not surprising that the two of them know each other.
I think it was Mr. Colin who was moved by the tragic situation of people dying of hunger when passing through the Dusk Province, and then generously gave her some financial support.
With his kind personality, he will almost definitely do this!
Irene still remembers his generous and gentlemanly act of kindness at the charity gala in Thunder City.
It was from that moment that she was attracted by his noble soul...
Thinking of this, Irene suddenly felt ashamed of her random thoughts.
I actually thought so badly of the kind-hearted Mr. Colin... What a blasphemy.
Looking at Irene who seemed to be back to normal, Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He made the right bet again.
Children only like to explain everywhere. In the end, the explanation becomes darker and darker, falling into the trap of self-evidence, making people who originally believed in themselves unconditionally lose their confidence.
The devil never explains!
Because no explanation is the best explanation, people who believe in him will naturally come up with 10,000 reasons for him, and people who don't believe in him will always find 10,000 tricky angles to doubt him.
Luo Yan calls this "Demon King's Theory" because this theory was summed up by him in the Demon King Academy.
Only Yoyo, who was rolling on the ground, stood there in embarrassment, staring at Irene dumbfounded, unable to understand how that stupid kid could convince herself.
"That's people's misunderstanding," Kallen said with a soft smile on her face, as if the previous infighting didn't exist. "I'm just an ordinary nun. My Lord didn't send me anywhere, but I did hear the oracle from my Lord."
Erin asked with interest.
"Oh? What did he say?"
Karien stretched out her index finger, lightly made a cross on her chest, and said in a pious voice.
"He asked me to save the people of the Twilight Province, spread the gospel of the gods to the people who were in dire straits, and convince them to abandon darkness and turn to the light."
"It seems that you succeeded," Irene said with a happy smile on her face. This was the first time she showed a positive expression to Miss Kallen, "Congratulations, you saved yourselves."
"It's also thanks to you," Kallen smiled and nodded, "If you hadn't contained the power of Chaos on the frontal battlefield, and if it hadn't been for the Lord God's help that asked for nothing in return, we might have turned our beautiful vision for the future into fertilizer for the hive city."
The atmosphere of the exchange between the two gradually became friendly, and Luo Yan relaxed his vigilance for a while.
Until Irene's next words——
"Son of God?" Irene blinked, with confusion on her face, "What is that?"
Luo Yan's heartbeat that had just calmed down was suddenly raised to his throat, and he subconsciously glanced in the direction of Kallen.
"Sir Shenzi is..."
Karen glanced at Colin subconsciously, and saw a hint of nervousness in those purple eyes.
Hence Bingxue's clever mind, she immediately realized something, and a pleasant smile suddenly appeared on her surprised face.
Ah...
That's it!
Honest Princess Campbell does not know that the Mr. Colin in front of her is the Son of God.
… “…In short, he is a very kind person.”
That cheerful smile gradually took on a hint of the calmness of a winner. Kallen looked at Irene like a real nun, lovingly watching the lost child.
Hhearing this ambiguous answer, Irene felt even more confused and said with a mixture of laughter and tears.
“Can you be more specific?”
There are too many kind people.
For example, Mr. Colin is very kind, and he is much kinder than that guy who pretends to be a ghost.
Seeing that Karen was so sensible, Luo Yan felt relieved again and handed over the work of spreading the "Gospel of the Son of God" to more professional people.
Living up to the expectations of the Son of God, Kallen had a compassionate expression on her face, and continued to spread the gospel of the Son of God like the lost lamb.
h "He is a hermit from the depths of the Wanren Mountains. He is always kind and helpful to everyone who is in trouble."
h "Some people say that he was born in a volcano with lava spewing out. Only Saint Sis witnessed his cry."
"So people also call this child who survived the catastrophe the Son of God...or, the King of Flame."
"King of Fire?! He...is the Son of God?!" With an incredible expression on Eileen's face, she subconsciously blurted out, "I heard this legend in Thunder City!"
"Really? That's such a coincidence."
Kallen glanced at Colin secretly, and saw that Irene still didn't recognize the respected Son of God in front of her, and she couldn't help but feel a hint of smug joy in her eyes.
The victory has been decided.
Although Miss Irene met His Highness Colin before she did, it was obvious that she knew him far less than she did.
She not only knows him deeply, but also shares a secret with him.
There is no doubt that I am the person closest to the Son of God!
As for the Princess of Campbell——
I think she is just a chess piece of Lord Shenzi.
After realizing this, Kallen immediately dissipated all hostility towards Irene and even became willing to share.
There are many nuns who serve the gods.
She never expected to receive all the blessings, as long as she was the one closest to the Lord God... at least a little closer than this Campbell man would be enough.
Karen has always had a deep sense of inferiority deep in her heart, especially when facing noble people, the more she restrains herself from showing her true self, and instead plays the role of the saint that the Son of God wants her to play.
Under normal circumstances, she will never reveal her inner inferiority complex unless she feels threatened.
For example, a nobleman who obviously has everything, but still wants to snatch the last umbrella from her who has nothing.
Perhaps, this was the source of the previous hostility.
She has never been hostile to Miss Sarah, and is even extremely kind... Even though Miss Sarah always has an expression of not being close to strangers, let alone getting close, it is difficult to even say a word.
..."I can tell about his story for three days and three nights. If you are interested, I will be happy to spread his gospel to you."
Karen stepped forward and held Eileen's hand, and the movement of interlocking fingers startled the latter.
But when she met those innocent eyes, Irene resisted the urge to pull her hand back, put on a sunny smile on her face, and said with a smile.
"Ah...really? That's great. I'm very interested in his story...although I have reservations about the so-called Son of God."
Firstly, she was worried that her strength would hurt this weak and kind-hearted girl, and secondly, at this moment, she was feeling ashamed for having previously misunderstood the pure friendship between the two.
The person Miss Kallen admires seems to be the "Fire King", not His Highness Colin.
Furthermore, it turns out that there is such an indiscreet... ahem, unusual custom in the northern part of the Lion Kingdom.
That’s great.
Mr. Colin had one more reason to be innocent, and Irene felt more and more at ease.
Looking at Irene with a sunny smile on her face, Kallen's smile became more and more cheerful.
Holding that soft hand tightly, she spoke in a warm and frank voice, as if she was feeling like a sister.
"...It doesn't matter. We don't force others to follow our truth. The Son of God tells us that people have the right to believe and the right to disbelieve."
"By the way, can you introduce Mr. Yan Wang to me? I want to express my gratitude to him in person for the royal family's rescue of the refugees outside Thunder City."
"That may be difficult," Kallen showed a trace of trouble on her face and let go of Irene's hand. "That gentleman doesn't like others to disturb his practice. Even if I want to see him, it depends on fate."
"That's it... Then please bring me the greetings of the Campbell Royal Family, and I won't take the liberty to disturb that gentleman." A disappointed expression appeared on Eileen's face, as if she was regretting not being able to see that kind man.
Karen saw her regret, blinked slightly, and comforted her.
"Actually... you don't have to feel sorry, maybe that kind gentleman has received your thanks."
"Thank you for your comfort, Ms. Kallen," Irene smiled, regained her energy, and looked at His Highness Colin, who was taciturn due to fatigue, and continued with soft eyes, "I have nothing to regret... because..."
She probably thought of some "wonderful" love words, but she was too shy and couldn't say them when she reached her lips.
Karien had an ambiguous smile on her face, and her gentle eyes seemed to be saying "I understand you."
It even means "May the Lord bless you".
What a wicked guy.
Luo Yan found that he met a lot of "bad guys" today.
Poor Irene was being played by this cunning countryman without realizing it.
Of course, Luo Yan believed that Kallen did not do this out of malice, she just wanted to "follow orders."
He had hinted to her a long time ago that she would serve as Irene's "evangelist".
A soul with a sense of justice is heading towards Twilight City from the Principality of Campbell. Now she has finally reached Twilight City and is standing at the crossroads that determines her destiny.
Compared to telling the legend of the Flame King himself, it is undoubtedly much more convenient to use Kallen's mouth to convey what he wants Irene to know.
What's more -
Right now he needs Kallen to do another thing.
Looking at the two women who suddenly fell in love with sisters, Luo Yan coughed slightly, interrupting their communication.
"Karen," Luo Yan's expression became serious, "I'm going to tell you one thing next. I hope... you can keep it a secret for Miss Irene."
Keep it a secret?
Kallen was stunned for a moment, suddenly a little panicked. How come there are still secrets that she doesn't know?
However, Irene was obviously more panicked than she was, looking at Colin like a frightened deer, her eyes seemed to be asking silently——
"Do I need to tell her? 』
She guessed what His Highness Colin was going to say, but to be honest, she did not fully trust this so-called saint.
She did not doubt that her kindness was true, but no one knew whether she really heard the oracle.
The problem with His Highness Colin is that he trusts others too easily, but not everyone is as honest as himself.
This is necessary. 』
Luo Yan responded to Irene with a firm look and signaled her to leave everything to him with peace of mind.
Irene really settled down, nodded slightly while hesitating, closed her mouth and left everything to him.
"Excuse me... what is it?"
Kallen's voice had a hint of resentment, but she still showed an open mind and tolerance, fulfilled her duties as a nun, and watched Mr. Colin take the oath.
h "I would like to swear to the gods I serve that I will keep secret every word I hear today."
h "I believe you will keep it secret."
h Luo Yan looked at Kallen and said something that made the smile on the latter's face freeze on the spot.
"For some reason, Miss Irene became a vampire... also known as a vampire."
"Now, I'm afraid you are the only one who can help her."
…
Walking at the forefront of the army, Hegemer Devalu was riding on a white horse.
His face is handsome and tall. He wears a set of full-body plate armor with a lion emblem, and his slightly curly blond hair flutters in the breeze.
Although he is already in his fifties, he looks the same as he was in his early thirties. Those eyes were probably the only ones in his body that could see the vicissitudes of life consistent with his age.
As the "Glory Knight" of the Kingdom of Lane, Hegmer is often praised by those who admire him as the "Knight King of the Land of Knights" and "The Epic of Running on the Land".
He abides by the knight's creed and is the most loyal believer of Saint Sith and the most devout ally of the Holy See. He and the knights under his command always appeared where Saint Sith needed them most.
Hagemer is not only a noble knight, but also a devout believer.
He is willing to lead the knights under his command to respond to all holy wars and spread the glory of the Devalou family to every corner of the continent... even if his brother has no interest in this.
In addition to worldly praise, as the younger brother of King Theoden, he also holds the authority second only to the king.
He is not only the leader of the Lionheart Knights, but also the only strong man in the Kingdom of Lane with demigod-level strength!
It is precisely because of his demigod-level strength that, although he was only born a few years later than Theoden, he looks much younger than the latter who has no intention of honing his knightly skills.
For this reason, his brother has always been seriously wary of him, so much so that he did not reveal a word to him about such a serious disaster in a province under the direct jurisdiction of the royal family...
So much so that an originally ordinary rebellion turned into such a blasphemous disaster.
When he found out, he immediately mobilized the knights and mobilized the levies in the territory to go on the road.
Higmo, who was riding a horse, followed the team for a long time and suddenly looked at the attendants aside and asked.
"How long until we arrive?"
Faced with the question from the head of the Knights, the knight's attendants on the side immediately reported it.
"Reporting to Your Highness, the Griffin Cliff Territory is ahead of us, and we will be able to reach Twilight City in three days at the latest!"
Three days...
Hagemer's face showed a trace of sadness, and he looked up to the horizon.
However, the direction he was looking at was not Dusk City, but the far west.
Not long after, a dense array of black spots appeared wherever he looked, and they approached in his direction.
That is a group of griffins.
On the back of each griffon is a knight in black robes.
Different from the knights on the ground, these gryphon knights are much more taciturn and exude a formidable aura.
Led by the leader of the griffin knights, the overwhelming griffin knights landed like swarms of crows.
Looking at the griffons falling from the sky, many conscripts who had never seen a monster in their lives had expressions of fear on their faces, and they all pushed each other to the side to dodge.
The Campbells had to undergo one to two weeks of training before going to the battlefield, and they were still farming until three days ago.
The only ones who are calm are probably the knights of the Lionheart Knights.
However, facing those taciturn black-robed knights, many people still tensed up their nerves.
Although he guessed the identity of the group of people, Hegmo still pulled out the dagger at his waist and shouted with great momentum.
"Who is it!"
A man in black robes jumped off the griffin and took out a sword-shaped cross pendant from his arms.
Amidst the crisp sound of the tinkling, a hoarse voice came from his mouth, like the cry of a vulture.
Hearing this name, all the knights had expressions of surprise on their faces, and they looked at each other for a moment.
Higmo's pupils shrank slightly, but he still put away the sword in his hand and spoke in a gentle tone.
"There are only devout people here and herds of cattle and sheep. What is the tribunal doing here?"
The man in black robe said expressionlessly.
"Counter rebellion."
Higmo stared at him and said.
"That is the internal affairs of the kingdom. We have just been informed of the situation and are about to deal with it!"
The man in black robe had a playful smile on his face, and his hoarse voice sounded like sarcasm.
"You should have dealt with it long ago."
Hagemer was speechless for a moment, unable to speak, but his fists were clenched tightly.
Perhaps...
This is his brother's purpose.
After learning that the fire in Dusk Province was completely out of control, His Majesty the King didn't want to take care of it anymore.
Because once they get to that point, the empire will protect them.
However, this is not without cost. Incurring the shame of the Inquisition will cause the Kingdom of Llane to lose its prestige, bring shame to the Devalou family, and make innocent people suffer far more pain than famine.
Theoden doesn't care.
But he cares.
"Blasphemy has incurred divine punishment, and the divine judgment has executed the chosen one of Chaos, but the pollution has not been eradicated." The man in black robe said expressionlessly, "I was ordered by the Pope to go to the land abandoned by the gods to eradicate all chaos. Now I need you to obey my order."
Anyone who slaughters priests will be burned to death.
Those who ignore the slaughter of priests will have their eyes stabbed out.
Whoever slanders the Book of the Word will have his or her tongue cut out.
Anyone who desecrates a corpse will be exposed in the wilderness.
There are fifty articles...each of them has a corresponding capital punishment!
This is not only tit for tat against the Chaos Apostles, but also a necessary means to eradicate the corruption of Chaos.
Even if there is no grass growing in the province at dusk, it is not a pity!
In fact, compared to a thousand years ago, they are already very civilized - even benevolent.
A thousand years ago, when the empire and the people of the Dragon God were still allies, the Mad Whisperer, who was bewitched by the "Mist of Mystery", once captured the capital of the empire and almost destroyed the empire in one fell swoop.
At that time, they did not have fifty commandments, nor did they have a tribunal. Instead, they burned everyone with one fire.
Whether he is the perpetrator, the victim, or neither, he is just implicated.
Hagemer looked at the man in black robe, staring directly into his eyes.
"What's your name."
The man in black robe took back the cross pendant, answered with a normal expression, and reported his job title.
"Jimenez, Chief Judge."
"Jimenez, since you have brought the Pope's will, I will obey your orders, but I reiterate again, our swords will not be pointed at the subjects of the empire."
Hagemo looked into his eyes and emphasized again.
"The Lane people are also subjects of the empire, although they do not live in the Holy City."
Jimenez nodded slightly, his face still expressionless.
"Of course."
"This is indeed what is written in the Book of Holy Words."
(End of this chapter)