From the Esoteric Cult Family to the Kingdom of God

Consciousness is in a dark chaos, nothing can be seen or heard.

Karl was about to fall asleep again, but suddenly he felt the familiar and warm spirituality return to him. At the same time, there was also the soul of a man, a soul imprint with a purple cross character.

In the dark space, Karl was like an endless huge star, and the man's soul was surrounding it like a tiny planet.

Lucius.

He couldn't help but sigh, staring at the confused man's soul and making a promise to it.

[Sleep, in the comfortable dream, quietly waiting for the time to wake up from the dream that has not yet come. 】

[One day, you will wake up again. 】

Lucius's confused soul fell into a deep sleep, quietly waiting for the day when his soul would revive.

Karl discovered that as Lucius' spirituality was absorbed into his own soul, the second seal in the deepest part of his soul had become extremely loose, and it was not far from the time to completely lift it.

He soon noticed something extraordinary.

Under the nourishment of the soul and the baptism of the world, the purple cross character "protection" evolved, and the original cross changed into a fence shape to become a stronger spiritual rune "iron wall".

Compared with the "protection" that can only hold up the repulsive force for a moment, the user of the "iron wall" can maintain it as long as he stays put.

At the same time, the "iron wall" has an effect range of nearly ten meters, and can also jointly protect multiple friendly personnel and items recognized by the user.

"So it turns out that the emotional energy that is constantly escaping from the soul and the world can promote the effects of the runes to evolve to a new stage."

He suddenly understood, and then gave Chris the soul imprint of the "Iron Wall" spiritual rune.

Neither Irene nor Byrne's soul capacity could bear the second soul engraving, so they could only give the "iron wall" to young Chris.

And those who only obtain the blood of the Familia cannot obtain the soul imprint of the runes through weak connections.

Karl observed the situation of the escaped Nasir people during his short sleep, and soon saw through the bottle that there was a temporary military camp outside.

Military camp?

He was lost in thought, not quite sure where Irene had gone with the transparent bottle.

The next moment, Karl felt the special aura of two identical components and immediately became excited instinctively.

They have now fallen into Irene's hands. Unfortunately, they are just components of a powerful mysterious physics, with no spiritual power inside.

He has reason to believe that there are more components in the hands of the Meyer family.

It's a pity that the Meyer family is a behemoth of the enemy country Rhea, and it is impossible to shake it with the current ant-like strength of the Fisher family.

In the temporary military camp, soldiers wearing black military uniforms patrolled, trained, and worked in a disciplined manner. They were the troops directly under the Black Iron Duke and were responsible for the rescue of Nasir Town and the subsequent search and arrest work.

More than seventy people, including the Fisher family, are now in two crowded large tents in the temporary military camp, waiting for the next step with complicated emotions.

Most people finally felt relieved. After all, they were found by their own country's army and did not fall into the hands of the enemy.

However, people such as Byrne who have been separated from their loved ones are still filled with uneasiness, anxiety and worry.

Byrne was restless in the tent, gritting his teeth and getting up from time to time. He wanted to wait for news about his father, but he was afraid of learning anything about him.

Conflict, anxiety, uneasiness, regret, and all kinds of emotions surrounded and entangled him deep in his heart.

Soon a soldier came from outside the tent and stared at the civilians inside the tent.

"Who is Byrne Fisher? Your Majesty the Duke calls you over."

"I'm here."

Byrne raised his hand subconsciously, and Irene, who was holding Chris next to her, was slightly startled when she saw purple light emerging from Chris's pupils.

The soldier looked in the direction of the source of the sound, nodded and said, "Come with me."

The Duke, such a big man wanted to see him, Byrne stood up in a daze and followed the soldiers out of the tent.

He came to the largest tent and saw a burly old man wearing a black cotton-padded coat. He was strong and upright, and his movements had a tough temperament of a military background, but his complexion was extremely fair.

The old man was sitting behind a desk piled with documents. His sharp eyes were like a shrewd and experienced old griffon, always staring at its prey and never letting its guard down for a moment.

Byrne subconsciously felt the tension. The top powerhouse of the third level "Monarch", the most important pillar of the Kingdom of Siyat, a high-ranking big shot, even the king of Siyat had no respect for the black man who was as solid as a mountain. The Iron Duke was quite respectful.

Standing beside the old man was a woman with short blond hair wearing glasses.

She has a calm expression, all black clothes, fair and delicate skin, and the most eye-catching thing is the huge furry tail like a snow leopard behind her butt.

The Black Iron Duke asked straight to the point without any nonsense:

"Are you Byrne of the Fisher family, the son of Lucius?"

"Yes, my lord."

Byrne nodded, a bad feeling gradually welling up deep in his heart.

The Dark Iron Duke stared into his eyes and his tone became solemn:

"Your father died bravely in the battle. He desperately killed two knights and more than a dozen enemies. He performed extremely bravely in the battle. He was a warrior, a role model and an example among the Siyat people. You are his only son. I want you to What reward do you want?”

“…”

Byrne didn’t react for a moment, and hesitated for a long time, as if he was confused by what he heard.

The old man sat there silently waiting for him to come back to his senses.

“I think…”

Byrne was silent for a while, thinking about how his father would answer if he were here, until he finally said in a hoarse voice:

“I think the Fisher family can become a member of the Siat nobles.”

The Black Iron Duke shook his head decisively, staring coldly at the greedy young man:

“No, only the King of Siat can enfeoff nobles, I can only make you a knight, and the Fisher family will become a knight family that is nominally loyal to the Roman family.”

The Roman family is the family of the Black Iron Duke, and it is also one of the top three noble families in Siat. Their behemoth-like power and status are even second only to the royal family.

Byrne nodded with red eyes and a very sad smile: "That's enough, Duke, I sincerely thank you for your kindness and generosity."

Duke Black Iron nodded very calmly: "Okay, you go down."

Without the opportunity to ask more questions, Byrne was taken away by the soldiers. Duke Black Iron lowered his head and continued to work without even looking at the young man.

"There are only eighteen years left before the end of the peace agreement between the two countries!"

The old man sighed and then fell silent, with deep wisdom in his eyes, thinking: "Who is the author of the so-called 'miracle' that those people encountered?"

On the way back to the tent, Byrne was in a daze, thinking about all the memories of his father. He still remembered that he said so easily when he said goodbye to himself, just to explore the way ahead, just like he had done many times before.

He couldn't understand why everything in the world was so absurd, and that day was actually the last time he saw his father.

Byrne suddenly felt nauseous, but after squatting down, his tears could not be stopped. He kept crying and retching, but he could not vomit anything because he had not eaten anything.

It turned out that people would vomit when they were extremely sad.

He still remembered the words that the black-armored knight said in an arrogant tone.

"Your death is insignificant. Hand over the treasure. The Meyer family will ascend to the highest throne of the Oden continent because of you."

The Meyer family!

That is probably the top noble family in Rhea that is not inferior to the Roman family. It has lasted for hundreds or even thousands of years. It is definitely not a terrible monster that the Fisher family can shake today.

Byrne knelt on the ground, his clenched fingers scratched his skin and blood oozed out, and he roared in a low voice:

"Father! The Fisher family will remember all the hatred! I swear to the Lord of the Lost that I will avenge you. Sooner or later, we will repay everything with the blood and tears of the Meyer family!"

Thank you for the reward from the leader Feiwen!