goddess of revolution

Chapter 637 Confluence of Light and Darkness, Numan El's Choice
On the west coast of Benuin, even in winter, it is still bathed in the hot sun,
In the barracks training ground next to the governor's castle in the deep water port, the soldiers were bare-chested, fighting one-on-one with swords, shields and spears.Rough and orderly shouts resounded through the square, and the sturdy body was covered with sweat, exuding a strong brilliance of power and masculinity.

"Mortals are weak, so the gods bestow power on them. But without a strong body and a strong will, they cannot use the power bestowed by the gods, and they cannot gain the favor of the gods."

"That's why I want you to train without divine power. Many people think that mortal bodies have limits, and such training is meaningless. I want to say, wait until you reach the limit before saying such things."

A tall and slender woman patrolled among the soldiers with a leather whip, occasionally lashing with the whip while speaking.She was only wearing a crop top, shorts, and sandals. Her brown skin was soaked in sweat and her muscles were full of strength, with only obvious edges and corners on her six-pack abs.

"As for the limit..."

Her light-brown hair was cut short past her ears, and a crew-cut hairstyle was rare even for men in this era, which made her deep facial features look crisp and clean.Under the straight and straight eyebrows are a pair of slender eyes, and the gray pupils are the unique symbol of Dongfei En's "plain people".

The voice of this young woman who seemed to be very young suddenly raised her voice: "This question is still meaningless to you! I'm just a woman, and you can't even defeat me, so why are you talking about the limits of human beings!"

She walked to the end of the queue, threw away the whip, and stretched her arms: "Come on! You can do it now!"

These men, who were by no means ordinary soldiers, stopped sparring and looked at her out of breath.

A man who was taller than her and as wide as three of hers shouted, "Captain, is it really possible?"

The woman didn't speak, and stretched out her index finger to hook him.

The big man yelled wah ah ah, stepped on the ground trembling, rushed towards the woman, raised his fist that was almost as big as the woman's head, and swung it down.

The woman turned around and kicked, her strong long legs swung half a circle at a speed that the big man couldn't react at all, and the sole of her foot slapped the big man hard on the face.

The big man rose into the air, threw out a stream of blood and a few broken teeth, his huge body flew about ten meters away, and threw a cloud of smoke and dust on the ground.

The woman landed on the ground and shouted, "Come together!"

The men were stunned, shouted loudly, and rushed forward.

In an instant, the woman was surrounded by dozens of people, and there was a muffled sound of skin-to-body clashes. Figures flew out of the crowd, while others continued to follow.

Ten minutes later, all the men were lying on the ground, even though their noses were bruised and their faces were splattered with blood, they were still smiling contentedly and happily.

"The captain is indeed the ultimate human body!"

"Die at the captain's legs, this life is worth it!"

"I won't get married until I defeat the captain!"

"Raitana is mighty!"

The yelling of the subordinates made the woman understand, and she cursed bitterly: "Damn, you are itching to get beaten up!"

The servant standing by the side finally found the opportunity to speak: "Miss Leitana, Master has something to ask for you."

The woman frowned: "This is a military camp, there are no masters and ladies!"

The servant quickly corrected: "Yes, the governor is looking for you, Captain Rihanna."

Leitana nodded: "Okay, I'll go and freshen up, and I'll be there right away."

In the Governor's Castle, Leitana was wearing a short jacket and leather armor, and shouted outside the study: "Letana, the captain of the First Battalion of the Benuin First Legion, reports!"

There was a sound of "enter" from inside, and the woman frowned slightly, and her expression became gloomy.

"Father...are you still suffering from something?"

Thinking of this, he smiled and pushed the door open.

"Renee, this is the place to meet your daughter, not to talk to officers."

The governor of Benuin, the legendary knight Numanel looked at his adopted daughter and said with a wry smile: "Also, your hair is getting shorter and shorter. You don't look like a girl, you are a tomboy."

"Father", Rihanna is not convinced: "Don't you often say that women have long hair and short-sightedness? I cut my hair and long-sightedness!"

Even with a haggard look, Numen Ael laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"Father, you have been stuck in the house these days, and you haven't even stepped out of the castle. Have you encountered any problems?"

Retana cuts to the chase: "I'm old enough to help you! Whatever it takes, I'll do it!"

"Renee", Numanel's eyes were full of affection: "This is the father's responsibility, you can't help much. And...you are my daughter, not my tool."

Retana's tone was calm but firm: "Yes, I am your daughter. It is a natural responsibility for a daughter to share the worries of her father."

The eyes of the two intertwined, and time seemed to turn back at this moment, returning to more than ten years ago.

The little girl who was only three or four years old knelt beside her mother, shaking her mother and crying, her voice became hoarse, and the mother lying in a pool of blood still did not respond at all.

The figures of several mercenaries covered the sun, the little girl stopped shouting, and stared blankly at the sword dripping with blood in the hands of the mercenaries, as if realizing her own fate, she closed her eyes again.

The expected pain and death did not come for a long time. When she opened her eyes, a figure as tall as a mountain stood in front of her, and those mercenaries turned into corpses, lying at the feet of those who came.

The figure turned around, revealing a face with a complexion similar to that of his mother and himself.That face has not changed much from the present, the facial features are as profound as sculptures, and the pupils are as vast as a sea of ​​sand, which are deeply engraved in her young heart.

"what's your name?"

"No, this name represents the malice of those people, you shouldn't bear it."

"Let me give you a name, let's call it... Retana. When I was young, I had a teammate with that name, and she was a very powerful and strong woman."

"Are there no other relatives? Then follow me..."

"Yes, I will be your father. As for that father, forget him."

That father is the master of the mother, a businessman with a knight title.To this day she is still looking for him, but not to recognize his relatives, but to let him realize his sin and accept the punishment of the law, that is, he killed his mother.

In the beginning, she was still very persistent. The fact that her father was not dead made her feel that there was always something between her and her current father.

Now she is indifferent, not because she has given up on justice for her mother, but because she doesn't think there is any distance between herself and this father.

Look, this face has actually changed a lot, the wrinkles between the brows have become deeper, and there have been such big changes in just the past few days.

"Renee, this is a responsibility entrusted by the gods, so don't ask about it."

Numen Ael pressed his daughter's shoulders and stared at her beautiful face: "You have other tasks, and I came here to talk about this."

Upon hearing the task, Leitana held her head high and said, "Please order!"

Feeling that he trained his daughter so well that he lost her daughter's love for him as a spoiled child, Numan Aier shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

He calmed down again and said: "Half a month ago, I was ordered by Her Majesty the Queen to hand over a batch of slaves to the Shenyun Plateau. They should be here soon. Now there is another batch of slaves to be sent there. You take the first brigade to escort them. After that In the Shenyun Plateau, serving Li Qi Prell, the time...is about half a year."

Rihanna frowned: "Father... No, Governor, the Church of the Old God of Benuin is very active now, and our manpower is not enough. How can you let me and the first brigade leave you?"

"For those churches, it is enough to use people from the local tribes." Numan Ayer waved his hand and said, "Helping Purel against the Mad King is an order from Her Majesty the Queen. Follow it."

"As the captain, of course I will do it." Leitana shook her head: "As a daughter, I will not obey orders! Father, you still treat me like a child, thinking that such a clumsy lie can deceive me!?"

Her eyes were clouded with tears: "You must face some difficult test next, and you don't have the confidence to win, so you throw me far away, right?"

Numanel smiled wryly again, this daughter is not only powerful, but also very wise, and indeed she cannot be hidden from her.

This strengthened his determination, and he said in a deep voice: "As I said before, this is the will of the gods, and it is a destiny that I cannot escape. You have your destiny, why follow me!?"

"My destiny is to protect my father!"

Leitana burst into tears, and the previous speculation was confirmed.

Father has always been very strong and decisive, even if Teresia killed the old king more than two years ago, the father who had a deadly friendship with the old king for decades did not collapse.

After he came home that night, he just set up a table of wine, ate and drank alone, talking to himself, and she knew that it was the one who was remembering the old king.The next day, he went to the palace full of energy to serve Teresia.

But a few days ago, my father locked himself in a side room of the castle, without eating or drinking for several days, as if he was praying for something.

Now, Dad has finally made a decision.

This is a kind of detachment to face fate calmly. She has seen such ease in the eyes of those who foresee the end of life and are sure that it is irreversible.

Leitana bit her lip, so hard that a bloodstain appeared, she said in a crying voice: "If father is going to face his final fate, why didn't he bring me with him? Fight with you, face any difficulties and obstacles together, Even if it is death, this is the meaning of my life!"

"I get it, Renee..."

Numen Ael stroked her short hair, hesitating for a moment.

He suddenly asked: "Renee, do you think gods and roads are separable?"

Retana shook her head subconsciously: "The gods are the roads, how can they be divided? Just like Lund, his road is justice, but because of something happened to him, the road also split. And His Majesty Kaim ...Without Her Majesty's support, how can we return to orthodoxy and restore order?"

"But the gods sometimes change their paths." Numanel said with a smile: "This kind of thing has happened in the past. At this time, should mortals continue to follow the gods, or stick to the original path?"

"This one……"

Retana was at a loss for words, although she had both strength and wisdom, she was not good at thinking about gods at all.

Numen Ael asked: "You have the answer, tell the choice deep in your heart, the gods will not blame the preset things."

"I think that since His Majesty Kaim's will will be distorted, it should be the same thing that the road will change." Retana said uncertainly: "In my opinion, the god whose road has changed is the new god. gone."

Numan Ayer nodded noncommittally: "That's how you see it, New God..."

He pondered for a moment, then changed the subject: "I know you want to follow me to face fate, but what if I go downhill? If you follow me, will you fall with me, or will you draw your sword and attack me? Don't forget , you are also a knight, the patron of Huma."

Leitana shook her head: "How could father fall!?"

Numan El sighed: "Your Majesty the Queen..."

He didn't say anything more, but Retana understood.

The old king was once a wise and wise king. Although Teresia did not love her father as much as she did, she still respected and admired him.Unexpectedly, the old king fell to the point of colluding with the necromancer, setting off a wave of undead, wanting to poison the world, and was righteously killed by Theresia.

Recalling the complicated background behind this incident, Leitana's eyes widened in disbelief: "This, how is this possible? How is it possible for the gods..."

"Don't think about it, Renee," Numanel said: "The gods love mortals, otherwise they would not bestow divine power and give them favor. All the instructions of the gods have deep meanings, and mortals cannot doubt it."

"The era changes, and the gods have their own arrangements. I received the oracle. I just couldn't figure out what to do before, but now I understand."

"Keeping you away from me is not about explaining the funeral, but because I don't want you to interfere with me."

"Daughter, you love me, and I love you, and this kind of love distracts me."

"As for letting you go to Prior, it is actually God's will, you will understand."

Having been held up by her father as an obstacle to official duties, Leitana became anxious: "Father, is what you said true?"

"I swear by the name of the god of knights, Huma." Numanel raised his hand: "My words are not false."

"Father!"

Leitana pressed his hand and shouted: "How can you swear by God's name for such a thing!"

Although she was eager, she believed it. No one dared to tell lies in the name of a god, especially a pious legend like her father who was favored by the gods.

After explaining the details to Leitana, when she exited the study, Numanel came to the window and watched her come out of the castle and walk towards the barracks.

The warmth and smile on his face dissipated with the disappearance of his daughter, and Numanel murmured bitterly to himself: "Your Majesty Huma, at this time, you will not be held accountable for lying by your god name, right? ?”

His gaze turned to the farther place where the sky and the sea communicate: "I still don't know the answer, but I know that I am just an insignificant pebble. So, His Majesty the God Emperor, Her Majesty the Empress, Teresia, no matter which one You make the verdict, and don't deny my loyalty."

"By the way, today is the day when Her Majesty the Empress moves into the Emperor's Castle..."

Numan El stood at attention solemnly, stroked his chest, and bowed deeply to the northwest.

When he looked up, tears filled his eyes.

He whispered: "Teresia, you are unparalleled in the world!"

(End of this chapter)