Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

Ragged clothes, unkempt hair, bruises all over, stinky...

The elven prisoner dragged up by the two priestesses of Khaine seemed to be able to bear all the words expressing misery.

yah~

The beautiful chair was pulled out hastily.

Along the way, the eighth prince, who was gentle and unfazed by changes, rushed towards the filthy prisoner at an astonishing speed.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

Ignoring the stench, unknown pus, and dense insects, he half-knelt and held the stooped high elf prisoner in his arms.

"..."

The latter did not respond. The prisoner who relied on strong willpower to persist until now wanted to open his eyes and see who saved him.

However, his action was not successful.

"Holy Cure!"

The Eighth Prince is still one and a half years away from reaching adulthood at the age of 18. Except for his brothers and sisters, no one of his age can compare with him.

He is a divine hero at lv5. In addition to carrying two artifacts, he is also a powerful person who has reached the bottleneck of the Holy Knight, Holy Light Priest, and Holy Light Mage.

hum~

The pillar of holy light that was supposed to fall from the sky, under his control, passed from his spotless armor to the body of the elf in his arms in a gentle way.

"Cleaning technique! Disease-removing technique! Evil energy purification!..."

After the target's physical functions recover to some extent,

One Holy Light skill after another was cast instantly, with everyone around looking in disbelief, healing the High Elf prisoners.

"Uncle? Are you feeling better?"

Chen Ping'an, who was well prepared, took out a "Fountain of Life" water bag with a suction nozzle and brought it to the prisoner's mouth.

Although the high elf at this moment still looks rickety and skinny, at least he looks like a human being.

Before, to put it bluntly, no dung beetle would even want to take a look at him.

"Who are you? Why do you want to save me?"

The High Elf prisoner, who was ambushed by Chaos Demons, besieged by Dark Elves, passed through the hands of slave traders, and finally fell into the hands of the priests of Cain, had guarded eyes.

Having regained some strength and vitality, he could clearly see everything around him, especially the "witch" who was slowly walking towards him.

"Do you remember the cook in the Phoenix King's Courtyard?"

The high elf prisoner's questioning made Chen Pingan breathe a sigh of relief.

"...Alice?"

As if trapped in memories, and like a prisoner who couldn't remember, after more than ten minutes of silence, before the witch couldn't help but speak out, she spit out a person's name,

That was a mistake he made in a moment of excitement in the Phoenix King's Courtyard seventeen years ago before he completely fell out with the other countries.

"Yes, it's her. She gave birth to a child for you. Her name is Yvonne Anner. She is sixteen years old this year."

The eighth prince's words caused the high elf prisoner to fall into memories.

Once upon a time, he was so high-spirited,

Once, he tortured and killed the dark elf traitors at his feet.

Once, he left his family alone, waiting alone in a home full of holes.

"Nagarius...how is it?"

After a while, he ignored the witch's teasing gaze and looked at the young man with an expectant, nervous, and regretful tone, which made him feel somewhat relaxed without even realizing it.

"...has been rebuilt with the help of Holy China."

Chen Pingan’s mother, Amber Rollins, is the person in charge of the Holy China Covert Operations.

A few years ago, when the wizard spirits under her command heard about their old friend in Naggaros,

After the dark elf pirate coalition attacked Nagaryth, they rescued a remaining group of high elves and worked hard.

Among them was the daughter of the person in front of me.

"Aris, I didn't expect that you, a person obsessed with revenge, would actually care about your family one day. It seems that this lesson has made you grow a lot."

The owner of the Blood Queen's Palace spoke, and she mercilessly mocked the sworn enemy of the race who had become a prisoner.

"Your daughter is with me now."

Chen Ping'an's expression did not look a little angry because of Heliben's words. He still used his own state to deliver brief and precise information.

Let the person in your arms who could have become your father-in-law put down your guard.

"I see..."

The high elf prisoner with a lonely expression and who instantly aged several decades was none other than Aris Annar, whose name the dark elves of Nagaroth dared not mention.

Aris: I can’t accept it anymore

He is one of the ten kings of Ulthuan, nicknamed "Shadow King".

He is the strongest archer of the high elves.

Having been blessed by Lilith, he is an out-and-out humanoid self-propelled ballista.

Now, he is just a prisoner who has lost everything.

He was once ambushed and was able to shoot up a big demon and cripple half of the demon army.

kill!

The moment he heard the message about his homeland, it became meaningless.

He swore revenge on the eternal dark elves, but in the end, he failed his people and family.

"Uncle, there is still hope, don't give up. With the Chosen of Holy Light, you and Nagaryth still have a bright future."

While Chen Pingan spoke to comfort him, he put the kettle over again.

gudu~

He also knew whether it was the Eighth Prince's comfort that had an effect, or the Shadow King's desire for revenge had not subsided. This time, he did not refuse.

Gudu~Gudu~!

The sound of swallowing went from slow to rapid in just a few seconds.

The inside of this water bag with a suction nozzle is not extraordinary;

It is not the "fountain of life" that the people of Holy China drink as water every day, but the essence of life compressed to an extremely high concentration.

Chen Ping'an: It's actually a very high-level fountain of life, but it's not filled from Moon Well. I got it from my father.

gudu~

Soon, the special water bag, which was enough to fill a large basin, was sucked clean by the Shadow King. By the time he swallowed the last mouthful, most of his body had recovered.

Click~

A scene like a python shedding its skin happened on his body. The skin that had regained its luster shriveled and then shattered, revealing the perfect and shiny inner layer of new life.

Aris Anner: I think back then...

This scene made the witch Heliben, who was still in the state of "rejuvenation" just now, eyes wide open.

"Uncle, let's go home?"

While Aris Anner was recovering, Chen Pingan was not idle. He used the light-forged Holy Sword of Cain to remove all the shackles of his would-be father-in-law.

When the other party came to his senses, he revealed the true purpose of his trip.

Today’s Holy Chinese Empire is very strong!

It occupies the entire Barrens (Yangzhou), the entire old land of Bretonnia, the entire Dark Land, and half of the Arabian Peninsula (Xuzhou),

Even excluding the enclaves scattered in various countries, its land area ranks first in the world of mortals. If the Sigma Empire is used as a reference, it is approximately equal to 5.

probably

A total population of 63 billion, a military strength of 10.64 billion, and a New World colonial regiment of 5 million...

This exaggerated figure is something that any force must look up to, even Cathay, which was once number one but is now in the middle of internal strife.

Originally, such a trivial matter as sending a sword did not require the imperial prince to personally come forward.

But who said that Chen Ping'an's old father was so awesome?

The news that the dark elves had not leaked for so many years was finally spread from the mouth of the gods they believed in.

The Mist Goddess pulled Lily: What did I say, do you have any objections?

Wild Hunting Goddess Anes: Huh? !

Kane, the God of Murder: Hey, that’s really troublesome. Don’t bother me with such a trivial matter. You can do as you like.

Kings of Nagaros:...