goddess of revolution

Chapter 707 Sardar's Help and Awakening

It was already night, and in the desolate mountainous area again, the jumper was no longer invisible after floating in the air for three times, almost sticking to the ground, speeding the car at a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour.

The driver was replaced by a cardinal guard, Xia An's freshness had long since passed, and at this time he was chatting with people in the carriage.Although he is a genuine god now, he can tell members of Fei Gong that the goddess Xiaohong can talk and laugh happily and even laugh when she sees her. There is no trace of sacredness and solemnity in this cute god, and there is no distinction between dignity and inferiority when talking point.

"Yeah, this guy Sardar is really different." Hearing Tina and Insi talking about this person, Xia An was a little curious: "I really can't imagine why he is the only one who can use Sisi Witch Radio? His soul is actually as pure and flawless as a beautiful girl? He is a wretched old man with a scumbag beard."

Tina and Yin Si looked at him with contempt, you are also a wretched uncle with a scumbag beard!

But Xia An's question is indeed very interesting. Insi said: "Uncle Sardar is... a good man, a very good man. His mind is completely defenseless, so he can communicate with us."

Sajani said: "Sounds like... a saint? There is such a person under the Emperor, who is so kind that he can't bear to step on an ant, but he is extraordinarily brave in battle. The Emperor once said that he is his own 'Galahad' ’, so everyone called him by that name.”

"It's a pity that when he was the governor in the north of Sifeen, Galahad was assassinated by an adopted orc child. The emperor slaughtered all the orcs there to avenge him. There are not many orcs in Sifeen now, and it was at that time that he was scared Yes, all to the icy tundra of East Fern."

Yinsi shook her head: "Of course we know who Galahad is. Uncle Sardar is not the kind of person who only exists in novels, he is a living mortal. He has little courage and no firm belief. He can He became a knight because his ancestors were knights, so he thought he could only be a knight."

Tina shrugged and said: "Li Qi once said that the crimson belief cannot liberate everyone, because mortals must desire liberation from their souls, and only themselves can save themselves. There are many people who are unwilling to let others be liberated. He cannot enslave others, so he himself cannot be liberated. There are still many people who are unwilling to liberate themselves, because a free soul will make him feel at a loss."

"Li Qi was a little frustrated when he talked about the latter type of people. There is such a person by his side, and that is Sardar."

"No." Xia An said: "He can use the Sisi Witch Radio, which means that his soul has actually accepted the crimson belief. At least he has touched the branch of the Internet."

Yin Si sighed: "He just accepts it passively. His soul is not pure and flawless, but he can accept any scrutiny, and he has no resistance to sharing his heart. Moreover, he loves us from the bottom of his heart and is willing to do anything for us."

Xia An pondered for a while, nodded and said, "Although he is a mortal, it is quite remarkable to be able to face everything about him calmly. This means that his soul has infinite possibilities."

Insi said regretfully: "Yes, Uncle Sardar's soul is like a sponge, everything can be stuffed into it, but it is not affected at all. When we connected with him, we also thought about awakening him and making the witch We have filled in the feelings and experiences of various priesthoods, but there is still no change."

The crystal light flickered in Yin Si's eyes, and she showed a sly smile: "Go and tickle him now, as long as the witch radio station is not far from him, it should be able to touch him."

Then her small body trembled, and Tina asked, "Is it too far away to sense it?"

Insi frowned and said, "I sensed... a very weak but frantic soul wave. It's Sardar. What's wrong with him?"

In the cellar of the back mountain castle, Sardar coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Rui Luoer rushed over and shouted anxiously: "Mr. Sardar, are you okay? I thought you were dead..."

She pressed Sardar's chest, and a faint white light came out of her hand: "I will treat you, I am a priest, I can cure you!"

Hansen's cold voice sounded: "Your Highness, don't you understand that you don't belong to yourself, and that every word and deed is related to the lives and deaths of countless people?"

Rui Luoer was stunned, and Hansen continued: "At least for now, if you don't obey, this person in front of you will die for you."

Sardar slowed down and struggled: "Young Master...Young Master will not let you go!"

"Ah, speaking of your young master," Hansen said with a smile, "Before I was willing to cooperate with your young master because I could only rely on his strength. Fei Gong is indeed very powerful, and he is an ally with Romulus , I have no choice but to cooperate with him."

Speaking of this, his tone became indignant: "Yes, there is no choice. Even if your young master wants to split Kester with Romulus, I can only bear it with tears. Only in this way can the blood of the kingdom be preserved, Kester's banner of glory will become dim, but at least it won't be left on the ground and forgotten."

The tone turned high again: "Now I have a better choice, Kester will have a brand new future, how can I care about your young master? I don't want to be against him, against the entire Fei Gong, but It doesn't mean that I don't even have the guts to kill a little knight like you!"

Hansen shook his head contemptuously again: "When we first met in the Molten Field, you were still his personal attendant. At that time you were a second-level knight, and now you are still a second-level knight... No, the god of knights has changed , You seem to have declined to the first level, right?"

"Do you think your young master still cares about a first-level knight? I heard that you have managed many people under him. Now that you are sent here as a small guard, you are obviously demoted. He will do it for you." Your life and death turned against me? The person standing behind me now is a big shot that he can't afford to offend!"

Of course, Sardar's duties in the working group were not revealed, Hansen only thought he was an ordinary guard.Perhaps there was another reason why the two of them had dealt with each other a long time ago, so he was asked to come here to facilitate communication.

Sardar said angrily: "I... am the captain of the young master's guard..."

"Are you sure?"

Hansen let out a sarcastic and disdainful laugh: "I understand the crimson belief better than you. You don't want slaves, or even nobles. You call each other comrades, and everyone is equal. Your young master gave up his duke status a long time ago. , will let you be the captain of the guard?"

He lowered his face: "Anyway, just now was just a lesson, you just need to understand that I not only have the strength, but also the guts to kill you! Now be honest and stop talking!"

Hansen looked at Rui Luoer: "Then, Your Highness, should you follow me?"

Rui Luoer's face was pale and she couldn't speak. The maid Trish came to pull her, but she didn't resist.

Hansen nodded: "That's right, Your Highness, obediently obey the arrangement, and no one will die for you."

Sardar tried his best to prop up his body and tried to stand up, but it was fruitless except for spitting out more blood.

Sardar shouted angrily: "Hansen... aren't you a knight? How... how can you do such a thing?"

"As I said just now, as a knight, the most important thing is to be loyal, and to offer loyalty to the right person." Hansen shrugged: "That's why I won't lose my power because of the replacement of gods. On the contrary, I think you are Never understood the beliefs of knights."

Hansen didn't want to talk to Sardar any more, and took Riloer's thin arm, preparing to leave the cellar.

Seeming to have received some summons, Hansen suddenly stopped, stood blankly for a while, and his face changed drastically.

"That guy... why did he come over early!?"

He gritted his teeth and muttered: "This is troublesome."

Turning his head to look at Rui Luoer, who was completely in a sluggish state, Hansen rolled his eyes a few times, and said in a very helpless tone: "Your Highness, it seems that we can only conclude the marriage contract here now."

Rui Luoer was stunned for a moment before suddenly looking up, Hansen looked at her and nodded, "That's right, it's here."

He took out a small bottle from his pocket: "This is the blessing potion of the goddess of life. As long as you drink it and do that kind of thing, you will definitely get pregnant. This is indeed not a good place, but the situation is critical. For the future of Kester, We all had to make sacrifices."

Rui Luoer shook her head in horror. Originally, she was prepared to endure humiliation, so that at least Mr. Sardar would not die. If it was true as Hansen said, more people would not die. The suffering of the kingdom It's worth it if you can end it.

But this guy is here now, insulting her in front of other people, how can this be possible! ?
"Your Highness, don't you understand? Only when you are pregnant with my flesh and blood can our relationship be confirmed." Hansen's face was distorted, and he looked extremely ferocious: "Only in this way, you will not die! I am saving Your life!"

"I'm walking hard in the wall of fire right now. Every step must be extremely delicate and careful, so as not to be burned to ashes. Compared with the future of the kingdom, what is personal shame!?"

This kind of thing far exceeded the limit that Rui Luoer could accept. She struggled crazily, and even condensed white light in her hands, trying to break free from Hansen with magic.

Hansen slapped Rui Luoer's face with his backhand, so hard that the princess fainted instantly.

Squeezing Rui Luoer's jaw and pouring the medicine into her mouth, Hansen instructed Trish: "Undress her quickly!"

Trish was hesitant. Although Hansen coerced her, this kind of thing went beyond her bottom line.

Hansen kicked her to the wall: "It's really useless!"

Angrily, he threw Rui Luoer on the pile of wheat flour sacks, turned over, and stretched out his hand to grab it.Amid the hissing sound, the luxurious long dress was broken, revealing most of the girl's slender and crystal-clear body.

"Damn it, I can't be hard at this time!"

Hansen was fiddling with it anxiously, when a faint iridescent shot came over, and he was knocked away a few steps without noticing it for a moment.

"Rape...princess, I'm sorry...to protect the kingdom..."

It was Sardar, who somehow got the strength to charge up and block the radiant Rui Luoer.

Sardar was panting violently. Although the wound that had penetrated his body was not critical, it still made him extremely weak.When he was talking, he was very annoyed, because he was accompanying the princess, and he didn't have any weapons on him.Even if you just bring a magic short spear, it can pose a threat to this guy.

Sardar shouted angrily: "God of knights, why don't you punish this sinner!"

"It seems that you really don't want to live!"

Hansen's eyes were full of fierceness, and the iridescent light gathered in his hands and became more and more intense.

Then he froze, as if another summons had been sent.

"That bastard..."

After a while, Hansen gritted his teeth and said, "Don't even give me a few minutes!"

He stamped his feet and went out, said a few words after going out, and the four guards entered the cellar and closed the door.

Sardar's heart relaxed, and he almost sat down on the ground.Seeing Rui Luoer's naked body out of the corner of his eyes, he hurriedly picked up a dress to cover her up.

The four guards came over, with a gleam of evil in their eyes.

"The count just said that the princess can't be touched, didn't he say that he can't do other things?"

"Just touching and kissing should be fine, after all, she is a noble princess."

"There's a maid over there. You can play around if you're not dead. The count has to deal with that lord, and he can't come back right away."

"Where's this guy? It's an eyesore."

"The count just said don't kill him, do whatever else."

"Great, my fist is itching."

These four guards are all knights, exuding a powerful aura, at least level three.

Seeing them approaching with grinning grins, Sardar shouted in his heart again: "Huma, God of Knights, help me!"

In the blurred field of vision, iron-colored and red-colored lights and shadows fell.

A sacred and solemn thought swirled in his heart: "Karl Sardar, I heard your prayer. Although you have never been devout in my faith, I am willing to take care of you in the name of the military god Shuma. As long as you Turn to the God of War, let your soul take the path of war and legion, and you will gain strength."

God of war! ?
Sardar was stunned, and subconsciously responded: "Your Majesty Huma, you are really no longer the god of knights? I am a knight, how can I believe in the god of war?"

That idea faded along with the light and shadow in the field of vision, vaguely mixed with the god's sigh.

Immediately after the rainbow light and shadow descended, another solemn thought in the mind swung away.

"I am Numan El, the new god of knights. Sardar, offer me your devotion. With a devout heart, recite the chapters of the knight's virtues, and you will regain the knight's power."

Sardar was overjoyed at first, and then excited: "Is this the way of a knight? If you offer your soul and recite the chapters of virtue, you can gain strength? Shouldn't you practice your faith according to the chapters of virtue?"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became: "Why does Hansen still get your favor? Why does his subordinate still have power? Their actions don't conform to the knight code at all!"

The God of Knights responded indifferently: "The most important thing for a knight is loyalty, and the way to practice your faith is to fight for the nobles. By reciting my god name and chapters of knights in practice, you can overcome the shackles of the mortal world on your body and soul. Get my power."

Sardar yelled in his heart: "This is not right——!"

The thoughts and light and shadow faded away again, leaving only faint ripples in Sardar's heart.

Sardar cried out in pain: "No...God of knights, you should take care of me! I'm doing the right thing, why don't you take care of me!?"

The four guards looked at each other, and laughed again.

During this period of time, the god of knights has changed, and they have seen many knights whose faith has collapsed, and they have gone crazy again.

"Go away! Don't get in our way!"

"Yo ho, the guy who was abandoned by God, dare to stand in front of us?"

"Beat first!"

The guard kicked Sardar down, his fists and feet fell down, Sardar seemed unaware.

His eye circles were bruised and purple from the beating, the bridge of his nose was broken, the corners of his mouth were shattered, and blood spurted out from his teeth. Sardar was still dumbfounded, and muttered in a low voice: "This is not right...not right..."

In the hall of the castle, Hansen bowed to a short halfling: "Master Gomis... why did you come early? I haven't finished dealing with the matter here."

"Will you let His Majesty come over after you have arranged everything?"

The halfling looked up with a sneer. He was very young, and the iron gray light in his eyes made Hansen sweat on his forehead.

Hansen said tremblingly: "I... I don't understand what you mean, since His Majesty is coming, of course I have to arrange everything."

The halfling Gomis said: "Do you think the matter with the Crimson Church will be hidden from my eyes? It's just that your majesty doesn't care how you clowns go about. As long as you honestly offer the resources you want, your majesty won't be bothered." Tube."

"The new aristocrats have no experience in governing at all, and the things they tossed out are scattered and mixed, and they can't exert much power when they are gathered together. His Majesty just let you old nobles go, and let you serve His Majesty's cause. But it doesn't mean me, Your Majesty's most loyal servant will forget his duty, I have been watching you, clown!"

"Now that His Majesty wants to use the power of the blood of the nobles of the kingdom, he must come here in person. Don't tell me you didn't have any evil ideas, did you?"

Hansen tried his best to shake his face, and said with a smile: "How dare I? How dare I? I do have some contacts with the Scarlet Church, and I just help them cover up the human trafficking from Kester. I don't have the guts to meddle in other things , It is impossible for them to trust me that much, and it is even more impossible for them to conspire with me to do anything against His Majesty."

"I think so too. People like you can sell anything for your own territory and titles. The Crimson Church is not naive enough to believe you."

Gomis nodded and said, "But I can't let you go, so I'll come ahead and make some preparations for Your Majesty."

Speaking of which, he licked his lips: "Take me to see the princess now, let her out as bait, and screw you old nobles together. It was my idea. Before she meets her inevitable fate tomorrow, she should Make up for those experiences that a woman should have, otherwise it would be a pity."

Hansen was stunned, and hurriedly said: "This... this is a little troublesome..."

In the cellar, Sardar fell to the ground, already beaten out of shape.

The four guards were no longer interested in him, they surrounded Rui Luoer who was still in a coma, and sizzled with their hands and mouth, as if they were sharing delicious food.

"Let go... let go...princess..."

Sardar wanted to shout, but his mouth opened and closed like a fish's mouth, unable to make any sound.

"Who will help me... any god will do..."

Streams of light and shadows, thoughts flashed in his eyes and flowed through his heart, but left behind only various afterimages.Even the blond-haired, gray-eyed goddess with a crown on her head and a face resembling Catherine seemed to have appeared, but she still couldn't penetrate his soul.

At the moment when Sardar was about to despair, a weak but scorching fluctuation jumped in his heart.

"Sardar, your soul is so strange. There are holes everywhere, you can enter it casually, and you can't hold anything, just like a sponge."

"We are not the wife of the chief cardinal, we are the daughter of the chief cardinal!"

"We want to love daddy forever!"

"Are you going to protect us forever?"

It's Sisi Witch!
Sardar's heart was suddenly clear, and he had never been so clear in his life.

Is Sisi the Witch coming to save him?Which Sisi is it?
"Sardar, you never examine your own soul, you will not be liberated if you do so."

"You can't even liberate yourself, so of course you can't keep up with Dad."

"Captain? Dad doesn't need that. Dad needs comrades."

The words of the Sisi witches twitched in his heart, which he heard after connecting to the Sisi witch network, but he didn't understand at all before, and he didn't want to understand.

"Sardar, go out and see, maybe there will be an opportunity for you to awaken."

When the young master asked him to follow Tarrence to Lexter, the words he ordered also emerged: "What is awakening? It is to gain power. But it is not awakening to gain power, but to gain power after awakening."

"The real awakening is to liberate yourself... Forget it, you don't understand what I'm saying now, so just remember it firmly. Maybe something will happen at that time, and if you remember it again, you should understand. "

The hot current rolled in the bottom of Sardar's heart, becoming more and more violent.

"Liberate... yourself? How do you liberate yourself?"

For the first time, this question hit Sardar's mind so violently, making him thirst for an answer like a traveler in the desert thirsting for a drop of water.

This longing is like a faucet turned on, countless words and scenes gushing out like a torrent.

That was something he was already tired of hearing and seeing...

When he was still in the Viscount's territory, the young master held a life meeting in the small temple, and he stayed outside. He heard every word the young master said.

After coming to Epsilon, he has heard and seen countless life meetings he has participated in.

When he was the commander of the legion, he was a statue at the mobilization meeting held by his subordinates such as Wilson and Gambit to the soldiers.

At first he thought those words were just the young master's words to coax the mud legs, but later he found out that the young master was sincere, so it was the young master's belief, and it had nothing to do with him protecting the young master or being the captain of the young master's guard.

Later, he got all the experiences and perceptions related to these words and these creeds in Witch Sisi's spiritual network, but he didn't think it was his own, nor should it be his own.

Now, he felt that he was wrong.

The heat flow in my heart has turned into a frenzy, and there are several tributaries with obvious differences in light and color.

For Sardar, these tributaries were indistinguishable, they were all the same, and they all flowed from his inner self, the unexamined, chaotic self.

His soul is completely open to welcome the feelings and experiences that Sisi Witch once passed on to him, and become one with himself.

The guard turned Rui Luoer's body over, and began to explore the most delicate and precious forbidden area of ​​the girl with his hands and mouth.

Rui Luoer woke up, screaming and struggling in terror, which made the guards even more excited.

They laughed and pulled the girl's body out of an extremely shameful position. A guard squeezed his head between the girl's legs, drooling and said, "This is where the princess is. Let's see the difference in the smell..."

Scarlet, dark gold, and pale gold lights lit up behind, and the guards were stunned, looking over in surprise.

In the brilliant light cluster, a hand wrapped in scarlet light stretched out and pressed on the head of the guard who was squeezed between the girl's legs.

"Can't stand...destroy..."

Amidst the weird murmurs, red light seeped down, and there was a popping sound. The guard's head seemed to be burned through the flames of terror, but it remained the same, turning into fly ash piece by piece.

(End of this chapter)