Original God's Dark Priest

After Rosaline entered the secret realm, the portal closed simultaneously.

Saphir came to her original position, sat on the ground, and waited quietly for the other party to return.

Beside her, a miniature wolf spirit appeared, sat on the ground, and waited with her.

Looking at the translucent wolf spirit, Saphir stroked a handful of wolf fur and asked, "Did you know she was coming?"

"It can't be said that I knew it all along. I just had a rough guess." The wolf spirit answered directly without hiding anything.

Safir nodded upon hearing this. The entrance to this secret realm had indeed been detected, but the process of opening it was rather complicated and it could not be opened just by passing the trial.

But after defeating the King Wolf of the North Wind, Rosaline immediately entered the secret realm. It was hard not to suspect that this was a deliberate arrangement.

"The Wolf Territory is not only Andrius's private land, but also the inheritance place of 'The North Wind'. From Ravenwood to Falgar, 'The North Wind' remembers every knight who inherits this title." Complex emotions flashed in the wolf spirit's eyes, with a touch of human sadness.

That person has been waiting, but this waiting ended with the lightning in a foreign country.

Saphir sighed lightly, feeling a little unhappy: "It's fate, how many times have they missed it?"

"Too many to count. The most painful missed opportunity is not passing by each other in the vast crowd, but the persistence across time, which turns into obsession without results. They have all experienced this kind of thing, without any prior agreement." After the wolf spirit finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked at Saphir beside him.

"When the stars shift their trajectory, fate becomes unreliable. You change the destined outcome."

Saphir shook his head. "What's the point of saying it won't change? I just fulfilled my friend's dream. Speaking of which, I'm more curious about the system of the Knights of Favonius. I don't know much about the past. How did the change between 'Lion' and 'Wolf' take place?"

"A young lion and an adult wolf, a male lion and a young wolf. This pattern is not difficult to find." The wolf spirit spoke slowly, "I am not a member of the Knights of Favonius, so I don't care much about these, but they probably always think this way.

There is always a distinction between the leader and the vice-leader. Just like the Lion of Light and the young wolf, and now Falga and Qin. "

"So, in your opinion, Jyn is still a young lion." Saphir thought of the stern acting leader and found it a little funny. This guy is currently the most reliable person in Mondstadt, but he is just a young lion.

The wolf spirit nodded slightly. The leader of this session of the Knights Templar was Falga, who had the title of "Wolf". Naturally, the deputy leader was Qin, who had the title of "Lion". There was nothing wrong with this.

Saphir also thought it made sense, but she soon frowned: "So, Lei Ze was deliberately left in the Wolf Territory, right?"

"Why do you say that?" Wolf asked back.

Safir thought for a moment, then said, "The child's parents are both dead, but Falga has always taken good care of him. But if he wanted to take care of him, why did he abandon him in the Wolf Territory?

He could have been brought back to Mondstadt. He said that Lei Ze didn't want to leave, but that was probably just a bluff. As far as I know, if Farga really had this idea, he could have kept Lei Ze by his side from the beginning, but he didn't do that..."

At this point, she narrowed her eyes: "During this expedition...does he think he will be in danger?"

She couldn't guess what Farga was thinking, but this approach really seemed like a way to prepare for a rainy day.

She allowed Lei Ze to stay in the Wolf Territory and personally taught him swordsmanship. Lisa also took special care of him and allowed Lei Ze to get close to the Knights of Favonius.

With these actions, it is hard not to suspect that Falga is training Lei Ze to be the next Knight of the North Wind.

If something unexpected happened to Farga during this expedition, Mond would not be leaderless with the piano. By then, the cub would have grown up and would no longer be a cub, and the death of the old wolf would be replaced by a new cub.

Mondstadt and the Knights of Favonius can still continue to be passed down.

With such personnel changes, what role did the old wolf of Benlangling play?

Looking at the wolf spirit beside him, a probing light flashed in Saphir's eyes.

The wolf seemed to know what Saphir was thinking. It stood up, shook its fur, and said, "Since you brought that person here, I can let you witness the inheritance of the North Wind."

"Does it mean entering the secret realm?" Saphir guessed that the wolf spirit might take her into the secret realm.

But Wolf Spirit shook his head: "Those who are not members of the Knights of Favonius cannot enter the secret realm. That girl is considered a member of the Church of Favonius. The Church of Favonius can barely be considered a member of the Knights of Favonius, but you don't have such an identity."

"I was turned away." Saphir sounded disappointed, but there was no trace of disappointment in his tone.

The wolf spirit howled to the sky and the arena was filled with fog again. However, Saphir was not nervous at all. If it was an enemy of the level of the King Wolf of the North Wind, it would not be a threat to her at all.

As the fog spread, a curtain of light appeared in the air.

Seeing this, Saphir raised his eyebrows: "What is this? Is it the situation inside the secret realm? How interesting, you can monitor it in real time?"

"Just some small tricks. After all, we have been here for so long, we must study something so as not to go crazy because of the long time." The wolf spirit said, staring intently at the light curtain.

Saphir followed its gaze and saw Rosalyn's figure appear on the light curtain.

"It looks like she's already here." After Wolf Spirit finished speaking, the scene on the screen began to change...

Rosalin didn't know how long she had been walking in the darkness. The vastness of this secret realm was beyond her imagination. Even at her speed, she couldn't reach the edge of the secret realm in a very short time.

Fortunately, her target was not the edge, but the center, where she felt a breath that made her heart palpitate.

Her intuition told her that he was a powerful guy.

With a target in mind, her speed increased again, and after finally breaking through layer after layer of barriers, a platform flashing purple light appeared in front of her.

Taking a tentative step forward, Rosalin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw no signs of an attack.

There were balls of light on the platform one after another. These balls of light had no shape and no distinction. Rosalin could not recognize what these balls of light were.

But now she was sure that what made her feel palpitations just now was not one of these light balls, but the collection of all the light balls. Because of the long distance, she misjudged and took them as the same individual.

However, there is actually nothing wrong with this judgment, because these light balls have the same origin and are the inheritance of the North Wind Knight.

Looking at the many balls of light in front of her, Rosaline's breathing became a little rapid. This was the collective will of all the Knights of the North Wind since Vanessa founded the Knights Order.

Including Ravenwood, Rustam and others, it is like the foundation of Mondstadt, and now, she is standing here, observing everything directly with her own eyes.

"Challenger, you have entered the Holy Temple of the Knights of the North Wind. Choose the inheritance you want to obtain."

A voice coming from nowhere lingered in Rosalyn's ears.

Rosalin looked at the identical light balls around her, trying to find Rustan and his figure among them, but she couldn't find them.

All the light balls were exactly the same, and she couldn't tell which one Rustan was.

Realizing that she couldn't find Rustan, Rosalyn spoke up: "I'm here to find Rustan, please let me see him."

"The holy hall is full of heroic souls. They only care about inheritance, not about their lives. Make your choice as soon as possible." The voice was calm, but gave cold advice.

The red sword instantly appeared in Rosalin's hand. She said firmly: "I must see Rustan. Please, let me see him!"

"..." The only response to her was silence, which undoubtedly poured a bucket of cold water on her. When she learned that this was the inheritance place of the North Wind Knight, the surprise in her heart almost overflowed.

She was about to meet Rustan, and she felt that she was only one step away from him. But now she was told that she could not choose Rustan directly, which made her very unwilling. At this point, she could not give up.

So, she raised the sword in her hand and asked softly, "There are no rules. I can only choose one person."

“In the inheritance land, there is no rule that limits the successor to one person only. But don’t be greedy. Any mature Knight of the North Wind cannot be defeated by the inheritor.” The voice gave a reminder and then fell silent.

Rosaline heaved a sigh of relief. If it was the soon-to-be-appointed Knight of the North Wind, perhaps he could only choose one person at random, and then be easily defeated, and accept this inheritance.

But the energy emitted by all the light balls here is not enough to defeat her. She can continue to challenge until she chooses Rustan.

Rosalin closed her eyes slightly and took deep breaths to adjust her rhythm. She had to accept countless challenges in the future. She had to treat it with caution.

"Why not let her go see Rustan directly? These obstacles are not a problem for Rosaline at all." Outside, Saphir was very clear about the gap in strength between the two sides and couldn't help feeling a little confused.

The wolf spirit stared at the scene on the screen. "This is the rule of the North Wind Temple. It cannot be changed at will. If it is that girl, it doesn't matter whether it is changed or not, right? Anyway, we can get over it."

"It's just a bit superfluous." Saphir didn't say anything more. He also lost some interest in what happened in the secret realm. It was a crushing victory anyway, no matter how much he watched.

The development of the situation was not beyond her expectations. Rosalin randomly selected a ball of light and then started a battle with the phantom inside the ball of light.

It was more of a one-sided massacre than a battle.

That phantom was undoubtedly also a Knight of the North Wind, but his strength was just average. He was easily defeated by Rosaline's light blade and turned directly into light particles and dissipated.

Then came the second and the third.

The battles became faster and faster, and Rosaline's attacks became more and more fierce.

Finally, a tall figure appeared in front of Rosalin, but it was not Rustan, but... Ravenwood.

"It's really surprising that Mond's younger generation would have such a brilliant talent." After Ravenwood appeared, he did not launch an attack immediately, but spoke out.

When Rosalin saw the light figure holding the strange giant sword, she did not kill him immediately for the first time. Instead, she looked at him carefully for a moment before she said, "You are stronger than the previous light figures. Who are you?"

"Me? Well... everyone calls me the Knight of the North Wind, so much so that I sometimes forget my own name. My name is Ravenwood, I wonder if you have heard of me." There was a hint of playfulness in Ravenwood's tone.

Rosalyn nodded slightly: "I know you."

"Well, that's good. At least I haven't been forgotten. This is good news for me." Ravenwood sounded in a good mood.

Rosalin frowned slightly and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you... afraid of being forgotten?"

"I'm not that scared, but sometimes I think, if future generations can remember my name, doesn't that mean my past is affirmed?" Ravenwood said in a teasing tone, waving the greatsword in his hand.

Rosalin stared at him, somewhat confused: "Are the things that people do in their lifetime just to be remembered by future generations? Isn't this a bit..."

"No, you've got the cause and effect wrong, little girl." Ravenwood chuckled, "It makes no difference to me whether I'm remembered or forgotten. The dead don't care about what the world thinks of them or what they say about them.

I am happy only because Mond and its people are willing to remember history. History is like a mirror from which we can learn a lot, and it is the key to the long-term stability of a country. "

"..." Rosalin really wanted to say that Mond might not care about history as much as she thought, but now, she couldn't say it at all.

Even she knew that a soul should not be left restless. Mondstadt still had many shortcomings, and it was impossible to completely satisfy the ancestors. However, there was still a chance to make up for it and correct it.

Rosalin felt that she could barely be considered one of Mond's people. Since she still remembered it, she could just assume that Mond still remembered it.

not much differences.

Ravenwood stuck his sword on the ground and started a few more topics, and Rosalin answered them all fluently.

This made Ravenwood very satisfied, and he felt more at ease about Mondstadt's current situation.

After satisfying the curiosity, the next thing is to fight.

For the first time, Rosalyn witnessed the power of Ravenwood, the legendary Knight of the North Wind.

He wielded the huge sword that was as big as a door panel with great force, and every chopped blow was like the sky falling.

Even Rosaline couldn't help but feel psychological pressure when facing such a powerful attack, but the strength of both sides still existed objectively.

After a few passive defenses, Rosaline turned from defense to offense and began to actively attack her opponent with the light blade.

Ravenwood didn't take it seriously at first, after all, the Prince of Shining Blade, Tymoshenko, didn't seem to be too oppressive.

But after taking an attack head-on, his expression became serious. Rosalind's light blade was much more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

Not only is it extremely fast, but its attack power is also ridiculously strong, and its impact is no less than that of a giant weapon.

Just like that, starting from a moment of carelessness, Ravenwood fell into a disadvantage and was forced into a corner step by step by Rosaline, unable to resist.

"Terrible, this is not your full strength, is it? Mond actually has such a terrifying descendant? It seems that even now, Mond has nothing to worry about." Facing the overwhelming light blades, Ravenwood, who had nowhere to retreat, finally smiled with relief.

Rosalin waved her hand with a complicated expression, and the light blade completely destroyed Ravenwood's phantom, and she won again.

"I'm sorry, everything is probably not as perfect as you imagined..." Rosalin said to herself as she wiped the edge of her sword silently, "But... your wish is not far away. Perhaps, under the leadership of the current leadership, the Mondstadt you imagined is worth looking forward to."

The light of Ravenwood faded, and Rosalyn prepared herself for her next opponent.

She felt that it didn't matter if there were more challenges like this, as it would be a good way to familiarize herself with her fighting style.

This comes from Saphir's angel mode, which Rosalin has not yet fully mastered. Every time she uses it, she feels a sense of blockage, which is a defect that can only be compensated for in actual combat.

Just as Rosalin was ready to face her next opponent, a voice that had been silent in her mind for five hundred years finally appeared. Just a name made Rosalin almost unable to hold back the tears that were about to burst out.

"Rosaline...you...are you finally back..."