Huh? Are they all real?

Moen clearly remembered that he had cut out a piece of anecdotal history that was absolutely wrong.

This has been in mind from the very beginning.

But it was only at this moment that Moen suddenly realized that he only remembered this little thing.

The rest have no memory at all.

It was as if even his own memory had been cut off.

How could this happen? !

Moen couldn't help lowering his head and thinking carefully.

Slowly, Moen found that he even remembered everything that happened after he took off the virtual helmet during that period.

But he didn't know the specific content of this matter at all.

The only thing I know is that he cut out this strange history, the white disaster that swept the world, and a funeral.

Otherwise, I don’t remember anything.

What exactly is the White Scourge?

Why is it so serious that you need to cut out a piece of history yourself?

And why did I go to the funeral?

I am still

Ansha, who noticed that something was not right with Moen, immediately asked with concern:

"Teacher, what's wrong with you? What's on your mind?"

While speaking, Ansha gently held Moen's shoulders, and put her forehead against Moen's the moment he raised his head.

In this very intimate and direct way, I feel the physical condition of my teacher.

"Still have any problems?"

Looking at the beauty so close, Moen felt that his heartbeat subconsciously skipped half a beat.

Especially those beautiful red lips. For a moment, Mo En wanted to kiss them and taste them.

That must be top-notch enjoyment.

And the most important thing is that Ansha will not refuse, and will even feel happy to cooperate with her.

As long as you think about it, you can completely get a noble goddess at any time.

But it was only for a moment, and Moen immediately suppressed his thoughts.

I do love Ansa, but that is not the love between a man and a woman, it is the love of a teacher for his students.

I also like Ansha, but I like her because of the stunning beauty of this goddess.

It is a very primitive and pure psychological throbbing.

It is definitely not that I love Ansha from the bottom of my heart.

Therefore, Moen gave up the throbbing in his heart in an instant.

It is human nature to be tempted, but it is human nature to refuse.

Without the corresponding love, Moen will not go any further.

This blasphemes the relationship between God and the King.

"Ansa, do you know about the White Scourge?"

The emotional changes in Moen's eyes were naturally completely captured by Ansha who was so close.

When she noticed the instant desire in the teacher's eyes, Ansha was extremely excited and looking forward to it.

Indeed, just as Moen thought, she longed for him to comply with her desires.

But she also immediately noticed that her teacher immediately returned to his original state.

This made Ansha feel a little disappointed, but immediately, she felt more and more proud.

This is your own teacher!

A truly great person who will never be dominated by beauty.

Morals and abilities are all perfect.

It is my most precious treasure and my proudest pride.

But as Moen asked, Ansha was stunned for a moment.

"White. Disaster?"

"Yes, probably between the Second Era and the Age of Gods, it should be the period after the Battle of Apocalypse ended."

"You know what?"

After Ansha thought seriously for a moment, she lowered her head with regret and said:

"I'm sorry, sensei. I had no idea."

"But if you want, I'll have someone investigate it carefully."

Ansha was very confident when she said this.

She is a true goddess now.

As long as she opens her mouth, many people are willing to work for her for free.

A god's favor is the most valuable 'wealth' in this world!

Doesn’t Ansa know that too?

Also, if this period of history is really cut off by herself, Ansa knows that it may be abnormal.

"Then I'll trouble you."

"You are joking, teacher, I am a god and you are the king. This is something not worth mentioning."

When it was mentioned that Morn was her king, Ansha couldn't help but narrowed her eyes.

This is a future she never imagined possible.

Yuan Chu finally gave her some kindness.

Praise the original!

Please also allow me to continue this dream forever.

Moen nodded and smiled:

"Yeah, it's not worth mentioning."

After saying this, Moen felt bitter in his heart.

God, there were so many people before Ansa.

What on earth did you do?

Speaking of this, Ansha turned to ask curiously:

"Are you really planning to let Al switch paths?"

"Almost all the high-level extraordinary characteristics of the Winter Path are due to unknown reasons. Teacher, is the one you are talking about related to this?"

Halfway through, Ansha reacted belatedly.

Moen nodded and said:

"It should be related."

"You're not sure either?"

"right."

Ansha frowned slightly and said:

"What about Aier's side?"

The teacher must be eager for his sister to be with him forever.

So should we use our own abilities?

But in that case, Al might never be able to leave the capital.

Looking at Ansha who was also lost in thought, Moen asked:

"Can the three sequence characteristics of the Winter Path still be found?"

"Yes, there are two that I know about, but there are no clues about the ones above."

"That's no problem. The winter witches of sequence three will be among the immortals."

"Sequence three is enough?!"

Ansha was a little surprised. She really didn't know this, and Sequence Three had never appeared in the Winter Path.

There are only corresponding sealed objects.

Moen nodded and said: "As for Winter, Sequence 3 is indeed enough."

This is the record Morn found when he killed Anstis.

As the third generation prophecy lord, Anstis is full of energy and wants to do big things.

Before Morn threw out the bait, the path to God that he wanted to monopolize had always been the long-lost winter.

For this reason, Anstis even found all the ways to advance in the Winter Road.

But unfortunately, before He could continue, the Dark Lord Sauron 'bewitched' Him.

Among the many paths to God, most of them require eternal life after being promoted to an angel.

But there are some special ways that are available before then.

Sequence Three of the Winter Path is one of them, and the Winter Witch's method of immortality can also be accepted by normal people.

That is to create an endless ice coffin for oneself and seal oneself inside for as many years as the Winter Witch can gain corresponding lifespan.

Although it is only effective for winter witches, it is indeed a very good method of immortality.

At least it's countless times better than the Lich's Phylactery and Deathclaw's Dark Sacrifice.

Although these two are very few Sequence Five sequences that can theoretically live forever.

Morn even remembered that he had seen the same lich from the Age of Gods to the end of the Third Age.

That guy is really the most alive lich Morn has ever seen.

However, Moen felt incredible that he had not been able to become a demigod for three entire eras.

It’s a model that has something, but not much.

"Then I understand. I will be responsible for the whole process of changing Aier's path. Don't worry, I think everything will be fine, teacher."

After Moen nodded, he also asked curiously:

"There has never been a dust of light before you, so can you tell me how far you can achieve it?"

Anshar is the first god in the history of the Path of Glory.

Before Ansa, there was no counterpart among the eldest sons.

In response to Moen's question, Ansha tilted her head and smiled:

"I am the end point of rule, teacher. So as long as I am still in my emperor, no, as long as I am still in my royal capital, then I can even make everything here stay like this forever."

After a moment, Moen understood.

Just like the Utopia, Ansa is able to reject everything, negate everything and dominate everything in her own royal capital.

This even includes the rest of the gods!

It is indeed a dust of light that has specialized in control to the extreme.

"So just be rest assured, Aier, nothing will happen."

"I'm really relieved if I leave it to you."

After saying this, Moen couldn't help but look at Al, who was also determined in the mirror:

"I want to choose this!"

All high-sequence characteristics disappear, which means there is almost no resistance on the road ahead!

Of course, this is just the reason Aier tells himself and will tell others.

In fact, there was a voice that Aier herself couldn't understand, lingering deep in her heart:

'Step into winter, embrace winter, and...'

The palace nobles immediately bowed their heads and retreated:

"We'll start making arrangements now, Your Highness."

At this point, the mirror disappears.

Moen withdrew his gaze.

Although there is no evidence, Moen also feels that Aier may have a close relationship with the Winter Path and that strange history.

Because although he is a bit narcissistic, Moen is sure that he is indeed too special for this world.

In this way, it can be said that Al is the first and last person to appear next to such a special self.

Is she really just the Elmelan she knows?

Moen didn't know the answer to this, but he felt the need to think about it.

In the supernatural world, special attention must be paid to any coincidences and accidents.

This is common sense!

Extraordinary people who don't pay attention to this will definitely die very quickly.

Moen didn't want to die, so Moen was very concerned about it.

"It seems that they are about to start preparations, so I will go directly there first, but before that, teacher, you still have one more thing to deal with."

Moen looked at Ansha strangely and said:

"What happened?"

"Your coronation day!"

The moment he heard this, Moen's head grew heavy. After wiping away the non-existent cold sweat, Moen tentatively said:

"I think this is too wasteful of people and money, why not cancel it?"

"What are you talking about?!"

Ansha's eyes widened for a moment, then she put her hands on her hips and said angrily:

"Not only am I looking forward to this, but the Royal Capital, the Seven Realms, and even the entire Baratheon are looking forward to your coronation!"

"This is the only thing I will never agree to, teacher!"

"Just be prepared and I will definitely hold your coronation ceremony!"

Baratheon longs for a new king.

A benevolent king, this is the dream that countless mortals long for.

Moen immediately lost his temper.

If he was determined, Ansha would definitely compromise, but Moen didn't want Ansha to be disappointed.

And Moen also feels that in this way, it may be more eye-catching.

"Just a joke, just a joke!"

Ansha then put down her hand and asked:

"So when do you think would be better? Five days from now? Tomorrow, if possible?"

Now that he has no choice but to face it, Moen hopes to get over it quickly.

"Do you hope that the sooner the better? I want to do it too, but tomorrow is still too urgent. Five days is too long for me. Three days, teacher?"

"The envoys from various countries and the popes of all gods have already set off. Three days should be enough!"

Three days?

That’s okay.

"I have no problem, but Ansa, there is one more thing I need you to do. You mean you can do almost everything in your royal capital, right?"

Ansha nodded and said:

"Of course, I can even reverse the time of the Royal Capital, but it can only go back until I become a god."

To be honest, Ansa even thought that if the teacher rejected her at that time, she would probably choose to go back in time to escape.

"That's good, Ansa, then I hope you can make everyone think I am Trajan Westeros."

Ansha couldn't help but tilted her head and said:

"Aren't you yourself?"

Morn took off the Lord of the Rings and restored himself to his original appearance:

"I hope that no one will find out who I really am. In this way, I will always have a card. Although I don't know what this card is used for, it's always good to be more prepared, right?"

When he said this, Moen felt that his heart was bleeding.

I am deceiving my good student again.

And Ansha nodded without any doubt.

Moen felt his heart hurt even more.

He could only keep saying to himself:

‘Morne, this is a necessary sacrifice! ’

‘After all, not only the elves will definitely have a Golden Flower Lord coming, but also the popes of other gods and even the archangels may come. ’

As long as Morn doesn't want to, the battle of Apocalypse will start again the next day.

Then this is a necessary measure.

There is no way, if a new king is crowned. Even though it is impossible for the gods and kings to be present in person, they will definitely send messengers of sufficient weight.

Among these people, Moen couldn't even imagine how many of them had seen his former self.

Then, I am either their master or their enemy.

This is so helpless and desperate that just thinking about Moen makes me want to laugh.

After smiling bitterly in his heart, Moen comforted himself and said:

'At least now I am Ansha's king. If anything happens in the future, I can call Ansha to save me without any scruples. ’

As he thought about it, Moen couldn't help but think about it.

There shouldn't be a time when I have to call other goddesses instead of Ansa, right?

When this idea came to him, Moen suddenly felt that he might be right.

When Morn felt that something was wrong, Ansa, who had no idea that her king was the King of the Sea, asked expectantly:

"One more thing, teacher, have you thought about your royal name?"

Looking at Ansha who was full of curiosity and expectation.

Moen smiled and said:

"Sword and Shield, King of Sword and Shield. Just call me this."

After a moment, Ansha blushed.

Why King of Sword and Shield?

Because Westeros will always be the sword and shield of Baratheon!

Congratulations to book friend 20190427161436365 for guessing the answer.

Westeros will always be the sword and shield of Baratheon. I thought this was easy to guess, but only one person guessed it.

And now my tooth still hurts a bit, so I have another update for today, and another update should be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.