Hate me, Miss Witch

Chapter 111 Templar Knight—Char (1w)

Consciousness comes back bit by bit.

When Xia opened his eyes again, what came into view was a broad and majestic church.

He saw a light like the morning sun rippling in the sky above the church, carrying a sacred and pure temperament.

I was born into a certain sect?
Judging from this holy temperament, it should not be the kind of cult that turns believers into twisted flesh and blood that can only praise ashes if they disagree, but an organization that believes in the righteous God.

Holy Theocracy?

No, if this historical reverberation really occurred before the creation of the Holy Calendar, it should not be called the Holy Theocracy, but the Order of the Dawn.

Xia Ya unconsciously held the old mechanical pocket watch in her hand.

There was no way he could help but not be vigilant.

After all, it is different from the historical reverberation that entered the ancient Cangting Kingdom before.

One is that he was born into a local aristocratic family that believed in the Dawn. He received a good knight education from a privileged family since he was a child...

These people do not have family support, and the Holy See will only provide the most limited resource supply. Therefore, their current strength and rank are often not obvious, but their talents are generally good.

These days, there are quite a few male protagonists in online novels who are thrown into prison at the beginning, or even put on the stake or guillotine at the beginning.

Who knows if his cheating Tongzi will directly give him a birth point and put him in a fatal crisis.

"twenty one years old."

The worst one among them has already reached the third ring, and some of the older trainee knights have reached the fourth ring.

The test is carried out by each person, some are happy and some are melancholy.

His initial identity in this world was not that of someone who was about to be tried for heresy.

Because this kind of candidate has the resource advantage of the family, most of them have good strength, equipment, pet beast rank, etc., but the disadvantage is that their faith is often not pure enough.

To be more precise, he is a trainee knight who has just come of age and is about to be awarded the name of the temple.

However, after observing for a moment, Xiayana's hand that was holding the pocket watch relaxed slightly.

Especially the black-haired boy in front of him, in such a poor situation, he has reached the fourth level at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and his talent is undoubtedly revealed.

"Name?"

Soon, it was Char's turn.

After a moment, the glow of the morning light faded, and the white-robed bishop said calmly: "Your faith is not pure enough to become a Templar Knight."

"If they are just ordinary believers, then it doesn't matter even if their faith is not so pure."

"But the Templar Knights are the sharpest blades in their master's hands, and naturally they also need to undergo the most stringent assessment."

The way to distinguish the two is also very simple. Those wearing knight armor are basically noble children, while those wearing commoners are orphans adopted by the Holy See.

They are all the most outstanding trainee knights in this country.

In troubled times, metal armor is a scarce resource.

A holy object in the shape of a badge appeared in his hand, with a ray of light like a morning star reflecting off it, and it landed on the forehead of the young man in knight armor in front of him.

"The last one."

And because he was taken in by the Holy See since he was a child, his faith is relatively devout.

The white-robed bishop's face remained unchanged.

The other type is those orphans who have been adopted by the Holy See without fathers or mothers since childhood, either due to war or famine.

The white-robed bishop raised his eyes slightly and saw a young man with black hair and black eyes in front of him, wearing cloth, and his expression softened a bit.

Compared to those trainee knights who came from noble families, the bishop undoubtedly preferred the latter.

Inside the spacious and magnificent church, there were about seven or eight young people in cloth or metal knight armor, who looked to be in their early twenties, lined up in a neat queue in front of a white-robed bishop. Looking expectant.

The young man's face showed a dazed look, and he was in a trance for a long time.

Instead, Templar.

"According to the practice of the Holy See, I will test and baptize your faith through the Dawn Sacred Artifact."

They are now gathered in the Church of the Dawn in Esgania, waiting for the canonization of the Templar Knights.

"Crabbe Malfoy."

"age?"

At that time, before he entered the historical reverberations of the Cangting Ancient Kingdom, he had collected information for several years and had already made sufficient preparations.

……

"However, now that you are about to become a Templar Knight, it is a bit inconvenient not to have your own name."

"You have been adopted by the Holy See since childhood. You do not have your own names. Instead, you are named by numbers."

The young man's face instantly turned pale, but he did not dare to say anything to refute and left sadly.

But Char knew nothing about the historical remnants of this side called "Esgania".

Candidates who are eligible to become Templars can be roughly divided into two types.

"Have you thought about what you want to name yourself?"

Such a classic Orphan opening, but I like it.

Speaking of which, have I started the game as an orphan three times in a row?
Xia Ya secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

After all, he didn't do anything fancy this time to write his name in the family tree. If he really wanted to ask his name, he would be confused.

During this period of time, he had secretly observed the entire church.

The size of this church is very large. According to Char's understanding of the Holy See, it is enough to be called the Cathedral of the Morning... Its size is second only to the Holy Court, which is the headquarters of the Holy See and is located in the center of the Holy Theocracy.

Morning Cathedrals of this level usually have legendary level cardinals sitting there, and the white-robed bishop in front of him alone is already at the sixth-ring level according to Xia Ya's perception.

If any flaws were revealed in front of them, it would be quite troublesome.

Xia Ya thought for a while and said, "Then...Jesus?"

Anyway, this time he made up his mind that he would no longer be able to use Char's real name in the reverberations of history.

It's best not to reveal even your original appearance easily.

Otherwise, given Tongzi's level of evil, if he makes an operational mistake and his enemies come to seek revenge like the Cangting Ancient Kingdom, it would be the end of the world.

This was the era before the creation of the Holy Calendar. If there were really characters in the remnants of history who could survive to the present time...Xia Ya couldn't even imagine how powerful they would be.

Even Sylvia's big white legs may not be able to protect herself.

The white-robed bishop recalled for a moment and then said: "There once was a priest with this name, but he was poisoned by a spy of the cult group during a dinner at a young age, and died young."

Good guy, people have bumped into this name, no wonder he died early.

Char complained in her heart: "Then...Zeus?"

The white-robed bishop took out a simple roster and flipped through a few pages: "Someone also took it and died of lightning when he was more than thirty years old."

"Chaos?"

"There is."

"Odin?"

"Yes, it's a knight who was shot to death by the enemy during the battle."

Xia Ya's face was covered with black lines, and she had a sense of déjà vu as if she had been given nicknames in online games in her previous life that kept reminding her of the repetition.

"Cain."

"This is fine."

"Apprentice Knight—Cain."

The white-robed bishop looked at Xia in front of him and spoke slowly.

"Although I have great confidence in the purity of your faith, according to convention, before becoming a Templar Knight, you also need to undergo the test of the Holy Relic of the Dawn."

"The entire Holy See, including me, has placed high hopes on you, don't let us down."

You have great confidence in my faith, but I have no confidence at all.

Xia Ya complained secretly in her heart, but on the surface she still looked upright and awe-inspiring: "I will definitely live up to the great trust of the bishop."

He was not too worried about the test of the so-called Dawn Sacred Artifact.

After all, the so-called holy objects are actually not much different from the pollutants of evil gods. They are just entrusted with a ray of divinity.

Although as a sacred object of the righteous god, it is undoubtedly stronger than those half-baked false gods and evil gods, but Xia Ya has even faced the half body of the ancient god of dusk before, and it can be said that facing such things like divinity Experience.

The white-robed bishop held up the holy object, and the faint morning light shone on Xia Ya's forehead.

"What do you think the God of the Morning is?"

A gentle, yet undeniably majestic voice sounded in his ears.

This is a question that directly faces the soul. For ordinary testers of the third and fourth rings, questions about sacred objects will suppress their subjective consciousness and allow them to directly give the most true answers deep in their hearts.

But facing Xia Ya, a veteran who has played with countless pollutants, and is also a beast master who specializes in illusions, the effectiveness of this deterrent is greatly reduced.

Xia Ya cleared her throat and spoke reverently in her heart.

“In my heart, He is the Creator of all things, the omniscient and omnipotent God of gods, and the source of all greatness.”

“He is one and ten thousand, the beginning and the end.”

“He is nobler than the starry sky, longer than eternity, the King of the Sky and the King of the Sea.”

"He is the moment and eternity, the eternal light in the darkness, and the starting point and end point of all things. All souls in the world will eventually return to His embrace."

Xia Ya's eyes were clear: "When we walk in this world, it is like walking in His kingdom."

Xia Ya felt that the gentle holy light clearly solidified for a while.

After all, this is just a ray of morning divinity instilled in the holy object. The original question was just to confirm the purity of the faith.

Generally speaking, as long as the person being tested includes praise and worship of the God of Dawn in his answer, he will pass.

As for Char's gorgeous answer, this was the first time I heard of this ray of divinity residing in a holy object.

Even just understanding these exaggerated descriptive words is a bit difficult, and I feel a little stuck for a while.

But soon, the divinity in the sacred object recovered from the sluggish state, and asked the next question according to the inherent process.

"There are other beings in this world who claim to be gods. The rest of the good gods...even false gods, evil gods, or demigods who claim to be gods...what is their status in your heart?"

This question is to test whether the subject has been bewitched by other evil gods and whether his belief is single and pious.

"There are indeed other so-called gods in this world."

"Some gods are in charge of thunder and storms, some are in charge of agriculture and fertility, and some are in charge of dusk, night, and even the blazing sun, laws..."

Char's reply sounded.

Such an answer made the ray of divinity slightly dissatisfied.

The previous words of praise were obviously helpful to him, but he didn't expect that he was still a half-hearted guy.

The Templar Knights are already considered to be the middle and upper echelons of the Holy See, so the God of Dawn naturally does not allow his followers to have multiple beliefs at the same time.

This ray of divinity just wanted to announce the failure of the test.

However, the next moment.

Xia's answer once again made the divinity in the holy object freeze in place.

"The power spoken by the so-called gods——"

"Whether it's destruction, storms and thunder, whether it's the changes of the sun and the moon"

"Even destruction and rebirth are just cycles in this small world."

"It takes every three thousand such small worlds to form a medium world, and it takes three thousand medium worlds to form a large world."

Char imagined a handful of sand in the spiritual ocean and let the sand flow down like a waterfall.

"As for the number of big worlds, they are as numerous as the gravels in the Grant Sea, and the immeasurable land that contains so many big worlds——"

"Created by my Lord, the God of the Morning."

……

The divinity in the sacred objects is numb.

He imagined the "Three Thousand Worlds" and "Infinite Lands" described by Char's mouth, and was a little confused for a moment.

Does my body know that it is so stupid?
If you are so concerned, is it necessary to collect any beliefs step by step? Wouldn’t it be nice to directly extrapolate all the dimensions of the universe?

In the church, the white-robed bishop was also paralyzed.

This was the first time he saw this holy object used to test the Templar Knights. It could shine for such a long time without being extinguished. For a moment, he wondered if there was something wrong with this holy object of dawn.

But then he immediately suppressed this disrespectful thought. How could there be something wrong with the holy thing given by the Lord?

But no matter what, this also shows that Xia Ya has passed the test.

"Then, from today, Cain, you are a member of the Templars."

He looked at Char and couldn't help but say: "With your talent and the special circumstances of the test, staying in the cathedral in Esgania is actually a bit of a humiliation."

"The side of the Holy Court is more suitable for your development. Do you want to go to Feilengcui?"

Xia Ya's eyes lit up.

Finally I heard a familiar place name.

Feileng Cui is the future capital of the Holy Theocracy and also the location of the Holy Court.

And if he remembered correctly, the Holy Court was established in Feileng Cui, about a few decades before the Holy Theocracy was established.

In other words, the time period where this historical reverberation occurs should be in the decades before the establishment of the Holy Calendar.

"I grew up in Esgania. Feilengcui is too far away from my hometown. I have no intention of leaving my hometown."

Char spoke.

"However, I have been busy with knight training and have rarely had the opportunity to understand what is happening inside Esgania."

"So, I would like to ask the Bishop some questions."

……

Half an hour later, the white-robed bishop left with satisfaction.

As one of the major military organs of the Holy See, the Templar Knights have a very high status.

The Knight Templar Commander has a status that surpasses that of ordinary cardinals.

And the talent of this young Templar named Cain was even more obvious to the naked eye, so he was naturally willing to take the time to make friends with him.

And Xia Ya also found out the information he wanted during the pleasant conversation.

Today is indeed the last dozen or so years of the end of the old era before the establishment of the sacred calendar.

Esgania is the name of the future empire's territory in the old era.

The situation in Esgania today is extremely complicated.

It was once a fertile kingdom, but more than ten years ago, a prince named Vortigern launched a rebellion against his own brother.

In order to usurp the throne, he did not hesitate to borrow the power of the abyss and let countless abyssal creatures roam the land of Esgania.

However, although he relied on the power of the abyss to overthrow the old king... Vortigern was corrupted by the abyss, and his actions of relying on abyssal creatures to harm the people also encountered resistance from the people throughout Esgania. Called the "Despicable King".

Therefore, although he and the abyssal creatures now occupy the royal city, rebels are rising one after another throughout Esgania, and various princes are separatist. Together with the wandering abyssal creatures, they have formed a chaotic world of disaster.

In addition to Vortigern and the local rebel nobles, there are two other forces in Esgania.

On one side is the Holy See of Dawn.

Either to suppress the creatures in the abyss and restore order, or to collect faith... But no matter what, the Holy See of Dawn and the nobles who believe in it have indeed established a pure land here where people can live and work in peace and contentment.

On the other side is the "Thousand-Year City".

As well as the vampires in the Thousand-Year City, although they were born in the abyss, they do not seem to be in the same position as other abyssal creatures.

……

"Should I call it a formal mission? It is indeed different from a novice mission..."

Xia sorted out the information he had collected through conversation in his mind.

The previous historical reverberations of the Principality of Cangting actually only happened in the capital of Cangting. In fact, the only villain with a real name was Norton, a young boy.

Moreover, everything that happened in the Principality of Cangting, except for the birth of Sylvia, the Lord of the White Tower, was actually just a small episode for the entire Western Continent, and there was not even any legend involved. .

This time, the complexity and difficulty of the historical reverberation of "Esgania" suddenly increased.

The humble king Vortigern and the creatures of the abyss, the Holy See of Dawn, and the vampires of the Thousand-Year City.

Also, the knight king who will make a shining debut in history will finally unify the troubled world in the darkest era and establish the Foresta Empire.

Since Xia Ya has never heard of the vampires of the Thousand-Year City in later generations, there is also the name of the humble king Vortigern.

So there is no doubt that in this chaotic world, they all became losers in the end.

Xia Ya's thoughts moved slightly.

next moment.

Lines of text appeared on the blue screen of light in my mind.

[Reverberations of History——Esgania]

[Mission goal 1: Let yourself leave an eternal infamy in this historical reverberation. The higher the negative legend you gain in the end, the higher the mission reward]

[Mission Objective 2: Obtain the favorability of important figures in the historical reverberation, and convert it into hatred value before the historical reverberation is settled. The greater the difference between the favorability and the hatred value, the higher the task reward]

I knew this was not a good thing.

Xia Ya's face turned dark.

As expected of the Destined Villain System, he is forcing himself to be infamy for eternity.

Also, the favorability and hatred value of that important person...

Since it is the reverberation of history before the founding of Foresta, the most important figure in this historical reverberation is undoubtedly the Knight King who established the Foresta Empire. Fortunately, he specially prepared the vest of Cain.

Otherwise, if the reverberations of history come true, and the news that he is teasing the former emperor of the empire spreads... he and Xiao Ai may have to pack up and run away from the imperial capital.

That is, if Xia Ya remembers correctly.

The former Emperor of the Empire, who bears the name of King of Knights, should be male...

And in history, the King of Knights has indeed passed away, and is not missing like Sylvia.

From this point of view, I shouldn't have to worry about being chased across time and space with a hatchet like last time.

But when I think about it carefully, why do I feel a little regretful?

Xia Ya's thoughts moved slightly.

The next moment, his eyes paused slightly.

Because Xia Ya saw a brand new line of text.

"The Fourth Soul Pact (Char Egut)"

"Conditions for unlocking soul covenant information: experience a real death."

……

Forest of Silence.

This is an inaccessible forest, inhabited by quite high-level monsters.

But very few people know that the world-famous Shadow Council headquarters is located here.

In the deepest part of the Forest of Silence, there is a dark garden beside a lake.

Ogutina, who was wearing a layered but not complicated black dress, suddenly raised her eyes and looked towards the south of the continent.

That is the location of the most prosperous country of mankind - the imperial capital of the Foresta Empire.

No one knows the exact origins of the leader of the Shadow Council, the "Queen of the Night."

No one knows why such an ancient and mysterious legend gave up the glory and wealth that was so easily available to him, and instead chose to live in the shadows, collecting and selling information day after day, year after year, and accumulating gold coins. .

But at this moment, Augustina's dark eyes were shining with bright light.

Her plain white fingers held a small and exquisite wine glass. The red wine in the glass was bright red, reminiscent of scarlet plasma.

After a long time, Ogutina sighed.

There was a bit of laziness and inexplicable melancholy in the sigh.

"Thousands of years later..."

"Can you still remember me..."

……

Golden plain, white tower.

"I know that Tower Master, you have made up your mind to leave, and you will not be swayed by my persuasion."

"Whether you admit it or not, in the hearts of every White Tower member, the White Tower belongs to you alone, and I am just the tombkeeper who manages it on your behalf."

The deputy master of the White Tower, "Singer of Silence" Isveda looked at the witch in front of her and spoke calmly.

"In this case, it is also a good choice to let the White Tower enter the world... The situation in the Forrest Empire is relatively stable now, and the royal family has the absolute upper hand. The White Tower can use your power to form an alliance with it, and it can also start the White Tower The prestige of the tower.”

"It also prevents us from lying dormant for too long. Outsiders really think that we are just a group of academic organizations that only teach and educate people, but have no power to tie the chicken."

"In fact, there are factions within the White Tower like Fioren who are tired of the peaceful life and want to experience battles to improve themselves... It just so happens that this time we take advantage of the opportunity to build a branch tower in the imperial capital and give them some opportunities. .”

"My Lord, are you listening?"

Isveda stretched out her palm and waved it in front of Sylvia.

She waved for a long time, and the silver-haired witch in front of her, who was looking in the direction of the imperial capital in a daze, finally came back to her senses as if she had a sudden enlightenment.

The Cang Silver Witch's complexion returned to her usual indifference, but there was a faint blush on her plain white face.

Pale golden words appeared in the void: "I am listening."

Listening to a ghost.

Isveda was speechless for a while.

If it was said that when the Blue Silver Witch had just woken up, she and Fiolen were indeed frightened beyond measure by the frozen dusk, and were terrified of the Blue Silver Witch who walked out from five hundred years ago.

But after getting along with her for many days, she found that the Blue Silver Witch, who was now famous throughout the Western Continent, had lost her unparalleled ability to instantly kill the legendary Rose Emperor with one word.

Not only would he be in a daze from time to time when talking, but he would also spend most of his time looking in the direction of the imperial capital.

Even once, Isveda accidentally saw her White Tower Master using his twilight power to draw a portrait of a certain black-haired boy. He was discovered by an outsider and then hurriedly destroyed it. When asked, he refused to admit it.

She is totally a girl in love.

But when you think about it carefully, it's true. Excluding the time when she was asleep, Sylvia's experience and mentality are just that of a girl in her early twenties.

After all, Isveda and Fiolen themselves are the real old aunts.

On the other side, Sylvia didn't pay attention to Isveda's random thoughts.

"Let's talk about it later."

The slender figure of the Cang Silver Witch suddenly faded, and then disappeared in the glow of dusk.

The next moment, he appeared in his room.

She was still staring at the distant sky, looking in the direction of the imperial capital in a daze.

On the table, the thick diary was spread out again, with beautiful and messy handwriting quickly emerging on it.

In Sylvia's mind, she was still replaying her previous feelings over and over again.

"Even if it's just a white cat in Brother Xia's eyes... But that's too... too..."

Although it was said that a pet beast would be left to look after the house, with Sylvia's feelings for Char, how could she rest assured if only one pet beast was left.

That white cat is actually the product of her spiritual power appearing in reality.

Or to be more precise, the spiritual power contained in that white cat is actually more than her body in the White Tower.

Speaking of which, Chara actually didn't do anything to the little white cat that Sylvia left behind.

It’s nothing more than a hug, a touch, a stroke, and a rub on the cheek…

In the past, Xia Ya also used silver as a pillow.

However, when this feeling is synchronized...

Just thinking about it for a moment, Sylvia's fair cheeks were stained with blush, all the way to the roots of her ears.

That's right, although relying on the love accumulated over the past five hundred years, Sylvia successfully disguised herself as an aggressive and lust-filled old Siji.

But in the final analysis, Sylvia is just a pure Hina at heart.

I have no relevant experience at all in this area.

Correspondingly, although Xia Ya is also a pretending old driver, he at least has Xiao Ai who pays benefits every day. Except for the last step, there is still no shortage of other experience.

As a result, Sylvia's image of the powerful old Si Ji was suddenly shattered.

Of course, if necessary, she can completely cut off this aspect of perception and retain only the information she needs.

But of course Sylvia didn't do that for some well-known reason.

If she hadn't wanted to use her identity as a cat to get close to Xia Ya, she wouldn't have lied to Xia Ya and said that what she left behind was a pet beast, instead of directly stating that it was her spirit body.

"And...what Brother Xia said to me."

"ride……"

"The riding position, there's also a face wash, good morning, etc..."

"Actually, just tell me clearly... I obviously don't mind."

At this moment, the messy scrawls on the diary suddenly stopped.

"Brand new, historical reverberations..."

On the pretty face of the Cang Silver Witch, the beautiful brows were slightly wrinkled.

Although he was saved by Char through the reverberations of history, he was given the meaning of life again.

But it was precisely because I had been caught in the rain that I had to tear other people's umbrellas apart and then kick them into the ditch.

Now that he has crossed the river, there is no need for the bridge to exist. He must cross the river and demolish the bridge.

After all, Xiao Ai was here first... After witnessing everything at the dinner and in the spirit world, he personally felt Xia Ya's unshakable feelings for him.

In Silvia's heart, she was actually able to accept Aurora's existence.

However, if other women really want to imitate her and do it once again, then she will never tolerate it.

We must investigate thoroughly!

……

The imperial capital, Camelot.

In the mountains and fields on the outskirts of the city, in a chic mansion.

Using the light of the magic lamp for illumination, Isadella was concentrating on reviewing each proposal and information.

A series of iron-blooded and cold-blooded instructions were issued from her mouth, and were quickly transmitted to the entire empire through the special channels of the military department.

Then, the territories and properties that originally belonged to the royal family but had been usurped by the old nobles, and even the territories and properties that had lost their dominance, were taken back bit by bit and brought back under the control of the royal family.

As the second princess, Isadella knew very well that she could not tolerate her own kindness as a woman.

Now that Guderian Borgia died suddenly, the White Tower was born, and the old nobles were leaderless... It was the best time to launch a massive attack and reshuffle the empire that was originally in disintegration and in danger.

If we don't seize the time to launch an offensive at this time, when the old nobles have calmed down, they will have to fall into the long tug-of-war again.

But, that was at this time.

Isadella paused slightly while reviewing the information.

She gestured slightly.

The next moment, several figures in the shadow quickly receded.

After dismissing the attendants and guards around her, Isadella turned her attention to the source of the anomaly.

Her thoughts moved slightly.

The next moment.

The brilliant golden sword appeared, and the bright and clear starlight illuminated the dim sky in the distance.

For the past two years, she has been trying to fully revive the Holy Sword, hoping to reveal its full power.

In this way, Isadella can also use the feedback from the seventh soul covenant to cross the boundaries of the throne in one fell swoop.

Although the Blue Silver Witch in the White Tower is also on the throne, she is an outsider after all. Even though she is friendly to the empire because of Char, she is not the empire's own power after all.

Only when Isadella herself breaks through the throne can the now turbulent empire be truly settled.

However, no matter how hard she tried, the last restraint on the holy sword could never be truly released, and it was difficult to overcome the final step.

But at this moment, Isadella clearly noticed that the restraint of the holy sword was shaken.

She calmed down and put her mental power into the soul covenant with the Holy Sword.

Immediately afterwards, Isadella felt that her consciousness was wrapped in an ancient and mysterious power.

The next moment, an eternal river emerged beside her.

The law of time is involved?
Isadella was slightly shocked, but she did not resist.

Instead, she allowed the huge mystery transformed by the holy sword to lead her forward in the illusory river, swaying unsteadily.

After a long time, the illusory river slowly faded away.

What came into view was a brand new world.

She felt that she had entered a brand new world, which did not belong to the current time and space, but was extremely real and clear, as if it were another dimension.

Isadella closed her eyes slightly, feeling the passage of time around her.

After a long time, she opened her eyes again, her beautiful red eyes shining with divine light.

"The growth rings of time show that this was nearly a thousand years ago."

"That is, the end of the old era, the time point before the creation of the Foresta Empire."

"With the power of weapons made from stars, it is not unusual for a complete body with all thirteen restraints to be released, to have the power to touch or even rewrite the laws of time and space."

"It's just... why did the Holy Sword suddenly release the last restraint and lead me into such a strange world."

"So, the last time the Holy Sword showed its resurrection was during the troubled times a thousand years ago..."

"Is this the last test of restraint to allow me to experience personally the path that the previous owner of the Holy Sword, the late emperor, walked?"

"The test is whether I can do better than the late emperor at the end of the old era when disasters were rampant?"

Isadella's mind was spinning and she quickly made a judgment.

If ordinary people heard about the test represented by the last restraint of the holy sword, they would definitely feel timid.

The founder of the Foresta Empire——

King of Knights.

That is a character who truly lives in legend.

The hero who ends the darkest and troubled times, the savior who bathes in glory.

The ever-victorious military god, a symbol of knightly glory and virtue.

His military exploits are unparalleled in the world, and his glory is unparalleled. It has lasted through ancient and modern times and will remain immortal forever.

When it comes to the current reputation and prestige in the Western Continent, only the "Golden King" Rhine, who opened up the sacred calendar, is qualified to compare with it.

That is a myth that makes countless legends feel ashamed.

However, Isadella just calmly allowed the huge mystery of the Holy Sword to submerge her consciousness into this world bit by bit.

"Too."

"Everyone says that I am the closest person to the late emperor in the empire's history of nearly a thousand years."

"He is the Lord of Zhongxing who has the opportunity to revive the empire again and regain its former glory."

"Then let me see what I am capable of as a king."

……

When Isadella opened her eyes again.

She only felt that the huge and mysterious holy sword had disappeared.

Instead, there was a fleeting picture in front of him.

Those are fragments of memory.

The soldiers shouting to kill, the blood rising into the sky, the swords and spears clashing, the neighing of the war horses.

And, the scorching light shines from the magic and pet beast skills.

This is the land called Esgania.

The old king was overthrown by his brother named Vortigern, who united with the monsters in the abyss.

As a result, the once peaceful Esgania turned into a vast disaster land in an instant.

The disordered monsters from the abyss are rampant in the world, killing lives and feeding on human flesh and blood.

A city called the Millennium City was established, located deep in the quiet forest.

The arrival of the vampires also attracted the attention of the Holy See of Dawn.

At that time, the Holy See of Dawn had already made its mark on the Western Continent. It established the Holy Court in Feilengcui and gradually established a complete order on the chaotic continent.

However, even the Holy See is struggling to deal with the monsters from the abyss spread throughout Esgania.

They could only manage to establish an orderly town alliance with the cathedral as the core, but the distance to clearing the entire territory and calming down the troubled times seemed elusive.

This is the worst of times, but it is also an era when heroes emerge in large numbers.

One by one, knights have made a name for themselves in this disordered land, saving victims, calming down the tide of monsters, and achieving their own merits.

And Isadella's body in this world grew up little by little in such an environment.

She has had high hopes since she was a child. Isadella's adoptive father had high expectations for her for some reason, hoping that she would become the king who would calm down the troubled times in Esgania.

However, in such troubled times, it is difficult for a female king to convince the public.

Therefore, while receiving arduous training as a knight since childhood, Isadella was also taught the skill of disguising herself as a man.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is a somewhat handsome and beautiful young knight.

The days passed like this.

Until this day, Isadella felt that the accelerating time and space suddenly began to slow down.

And Isadella's self-awareness has also been revived, no longer from the perspective of a bystander, but able to personally participate in everything.

at the same time.

Two pieces of news came from surrounding towns.

One good and one bad.

The bad thing is that the wandering abyss monsters seem to have formed a wave of monsters, which have defeated the surrounding city and may invade this area at any time.

The good news is that a prophecy has been spread.

"He who draws out the sword pierced in the stone."

"He will be the future new king of this land."

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(End of this chapter)