God seal

White Rose City, formerly known as the White Rose Knight Kingdom, is now the capital of the Red Rose Knight Kingdom.

Looking at the beautiful city from a distance, Archie Bailey sighed: "Although we have been here once, the scenery is really shocking."

It was in this city that they were led by Bethian to meet the paladins before.

"Really? I don't think there's much to see." Reid said, "The scenery on Dragon Island is much more beautiful than here. We have a lot of beautiful stones there, and every giant dragon will be decorated with various luminous stones." A lair."

That's not a stone, but a variety of gems.Archie Bailey looked at him with some envy.

"The dragons are rich indeed."

Red snorted triumphantly.

While the teenagers were talking, the paladin team was preparing to bid farewell to the noble team.

The old housekeeper said: "Since the knights have arrived here, I believe that the Guangming Cult will send someone to pick you up soon. Then we will not bother you any more, and we will leave."

Before he left, he said: "I hope your actions in White Rose will go well."

"So it's not that he doesn't know what we're here for." Eddie looked at the back of the team that was drifting away, and said, "He just didn't say anything."

"The disappearance of the archbishop is such a big deal, how can the lords everywhere not know about it." Yvonne frowned, staring at the family badge on the carriage in the distance, "After entering the city, check which family's convoy it is."

From the beginning to the end, the so-called heir of the family did not appear in the sight of the knights.

"Okay." Eddie agreed.

"The front is the messenger of the holy city!"

At this moment, a group of people on royal horses rushed over and passed by the noble convoy that had just left.The horses under them kicked up their hooves, kicking up a trail of dust.

"Ahead are the messengers!"

The other party asked again.When they were about to approach, Yvonne rode his horse to meet them.

"Yes, may I ask your Excellency..."

"We are sent by the temporary bishop to welcome you!" The leading knight pulled the reins and stopped at a distance in front of the paladins.He also wore knight armor with Du Yi's pattern engraved on his body, but he didn't braid his long hair with silver buttons like Yvonne and the others.

The paladins recognized at a glance that this was a candidate paladin who was still "ordained".For all those who aspire to become Dui paladins, after more than ten years of hard training and standing out from hundreds of thousands of people, they may not be able to be favored by the Lord.Those who stand out will become candidates for the Holy Knight, commonly known as "Ordained Ones".They have to travel all over the mainland within a year, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, and they can't return to the headquarters of the Holy Knights in the Holy City to accept the imperial seal until they are approved by Du Yi.

Among all the paladins, the paladins of other gods can be awarded as long as they are devout and have the permission of the church, and even the titles of some paladins of the gods can be bought by donating money to the church.But only the paladins of Dui have the longest and most difficult experience. They always have to accept inhuman training, including spiritual and physical aspects.Therefore, some people also call Dui paladins ascetics.As for Eli's paladin, since there has only been one since ancient times, there is no comparison.So far, people still don't know why Sarandir was favored by Eli.

Seeing that this was a brother who was being "ordained", the paladins all slowed down their attitudes.

"The temporary bishop is busy with the affairs of the city, so he has no time to separate himself. I just happened to pass by this place, so I brought other priests to welcome me." The "preceptee" greeted his brothers with a warm smile, "My name is House , was selected from the branch half a year ago for training."

"House." Yvonne nodded, "How is the situation in the city?"

House showed a wry smile: "The archbishop suddenly disappeared, the church is in chaos, and other sects are taking this opportunity to put pressure on us..."

That's what it means to be in a bad situation.Yvonne nodded, signaling them to enter the city as soon as possible, and we will talk in detail at that time.

"Are you the only ones?" House suddenly looked around, showing a somewhat suppressed excited expression, "I heard that the lord also left the Holy City this time, didn't he still appear in Van En City before? He -"

He looked around, but was disappointed to find no sign of the elf.

"Master Salanduel is working elsewhere, and he is not with us for the time being." Yvonne also just noticed that Salanduil was gone.But he wasn't worried. When Salanduil didn't want to see anyone, he could disappear without a trace at any time.Perhaps, my lord doesn't want to enter White Rose City so ostentatiously.

Red rolled his eyes at the sky, human beings really don't blink when they panic.

Eddie wanted to say that white lies are sometimes necessary.

Archie felt that the Duyi paladins were not all rigid and inflexible.

The paladins left with the two teenagers and the church personnel who greeted them.And after they left for a while, a figure in a cloak walked out of the woods near the foot of the orc mountain.He let go of the rein in his hand and let the horse go for food freely, then looked back at the city wall in the distance, and suddenly walked in the opposite direction.

"That's not the way to go into town."

A voice suddenly came from behind him.

Searle paused for a step, and then said a little displeased: "Master, I gave you my token, not for you to cast spells at any time and use it to follow me."

A figure in a black robe slowly walked out from the shadows of the woods.His face was still so pale, as if warm blood had never flowed through his body.

"Then you can take the token back." Bossian said, "Then we will settle the settlement and pay you both, and you don't need to entrust me to help." He said this, as if he wasn't worried that the elves would do this at all.

Searle gave him a hard look.

"I will," he said, "sooner or later." But obviously not now, he still needs a mage.It was Bossian who saw through this point that he dared to provoke him so blatantly.

Searle ignored the elusive mage, but pushed aside the bushes and walked deep into the woods.This is a forest growing in the gap between the plain and the foothills. It has just recovered from the cold winter. The young leaves on the treetops have not been able to stretch a few pieces, and the animals are hiding without a trace.Searle, however, seemed to have identified the direction, and walked deeper and deeper, during which the mage followed him silently.The two never communicated again.

I don't know how long it took before Searle slowed down. He wandered in a place in the woods for a long time as if he had lost his purpose, and never moved forward.

At this moment, Bossian said, "Even if you pretend to be lost, it is impossible to escape the existing facts."

Only then did Searle remember that this guy had peeped into Olivier's memory, and this place was built by him and Olivier together.Olivier has disappeared, and now, the mage is afraid that he is the only one in the world who knows the truth about the jungle.

However, this guy is much meaner than Olivier, and I really can't see that they have the same blood in them.Probably because the elf's eyes were too straightforward, Bothian's face turned cold.

"I am me, Olivier is Olivier, don't look for him in me."

So the elf withdrew his gaze, but he had already swept away his previous hesitation.He looked at the sky, determined the direction and moved forward again.This time, within a short while, the woods in the two people's vision began to thin out. After walking forward for a while, they heard the sound of the river flowing.

A section of the river appeared out of thin air, hanging over a small clearing before their eyes.It flowed abruptly through the clearing surrounded by jungle, and disappeared abruptly at the edge of the clearing, as if someone had cast a spell to cut off a river and seal it here again.Under the quiet shade of trees, the clear water of the river shines like jewels, reflecting the sunlight falling from the dense forest.

Bossian sighed: "Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you feel its magic." He looked at the elf, "What kind of magic circle did you and Olivier set up to block a section of the Aisi River here?"

Searle didn't answer him, or that he had nothing else in his eyes except the open space in front of him.He walked to the center of the clearing and saw a small sapling standing upright in the land moistened by the river, proudly stretching its branches and leaves.And around the saplings, there was a dense patch of star sand grass.They magically violate their own growth laws and bloom undefeated in this secret garden in the dense forest.

The elf walked to the river, took up the river water with both hands, and watered it under the soil where the saplings and star sand grass took root.This kind of watering is too inefficient, but he goes back and forth again and again tirelessly.Bethien watched this scene quietly, and for the first time did not follow his sarcastic nature to laugh at Searle's move.

The mage knew that the elves were offering sacrifices.

Legend has it that in the western sea of ​​trees, at the source of the Aixi River, and in the hometown of elves, there is a piece of star sand grass that will never perish.That is the incarnation of all the dead elves, their souls turned into star sand grass to accompany their loved ones forever.The survivors who have lost relatives and friends guard this piece of star sand and grass day and night, and do not allow anyone to destroy it.Only when a new life comes, the elves will carefully select and pick a star sand grass to baptize the newborn.

On the other side of the Aisi River grows a low tree that looks like a shrub.They grow very slowly, often taking 100 years to grow as tall as a palm, but they are a reliable source of food for all docile herbivores.This is the cemetery of Druids. According to legend, Druids will turn into a "requiem tree" after death to provide food and shelter for their animal friends, so that their souls can rest in peace.Because both druids and elves believe in the goddess of nature, and the cemeteries of the two are closely related, sometimes the elves will plant "requiem trees" for the druids.Over time, habits have changed, and the elves will plant a "requiem tree" for alien friends who died unexpectedly, praying for the comfort of their souls and happiness in the afterlife.

Death and rebirth are in the cycle.

And here, in the Red Rose Kingdom thousands of miles away, in an inconspicuous jungle, there is also a piece of invincible star sand grass in full bloom, and a "requiem tree" swaying in the wind.

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"It's a trap!" said the Elves.

"It's a trap," said the assassin.

They are facing a desperate situation, going forward is death, retreating is death, how to make a choice, the elves are also in a predicament, at a loss.

"But at least." The assassin stood up, the dagger in his hand reflected the sharp edge, "We can still fight back."

He held up the dagger and pointed at the malicious and murderous enemy not far away.Before rushing into the enemy line, he glanced at the distant mountain peak.

[I am not afraid of death. 】

The assassin slits the throat of an enemy, but more enemies surround him.

[I'm not even desperate. 】

The assassin had expected that one day he would die under the blade of others, but he did not expect that he would die not from assassination, not from conspiracy and gutters, but from guarding a city.

His back was cut, and his hand holding the dagger was burned by the flames, but he continued to kill the enemy unconsciously, thinking that the people behind him would buy a moment more time for rescue.

The only thing assassins fear is that those who come to help can only see their dead bodies.