Chronicle of the Temple of Light

The reaction of the Kingdom of Genja was surprising. They still chose to cooperate with the evil god army, and at the same time began to search for the daily food of all the people in the capital, which they called wartime collection.

Haider curled his lips in disdain when he learned about it. Even if there was no such war, they would kill themselves sooner or later.

He turned his head to Chesia and said, "Since this is the result, we can only choose to destroy the suspension bridge."

Cecia hesitated, and nodded after struggling for a moment.He understood that the Temple of Light had given this group of nobles a chance to eat vegetarian meals, and the time to stop the losses before the evil god army passed the suspension bridge was what should be considered now, but the people in the city would have a very difficult life.

Haider took off the Moon Power Ring and replaced it with the Golden Cross Power Ring, and said to Cecia: "Then I'm going, I'll be back soon."

Cecia was stunned: "Don't you need to inform the Pope and the Presbyterian Council?"

"Wait for them to meet again and make a decision. The evil god army has already attacked the holy mountain," Haider untied his sword. This time there is no need for a direct confrontation, and it is useless to bring a sword.

"Besides, do you really think those people will agree to this decision, even if it's been made before? What they must say is too cruel and will damage the image of the God of Light," Haider sneered, "Obviously I am the God of Light Isn't it?"

Cesia looked at the back of him leaving, feeling a little heavy, and then froze for a while, deciding to inform everyone of Haider's decision. Anyway, with Haider's action power, after they finished criticizing the classics, the suspension bridge would be gone sooner or later. It's gone.

Haider reached the sky above Morse Canyon in an instant. The suspension bridge hadn't been lowered at this time, but separated by a deep canyon, the leader of the evil god army and the military minister of the Kingdom of Ganga standing on the city wall were about to reach a preliminary agreement. Welcome the evil god army into the capital.

Haider decided to wait a little longer, he wanted to destroy the drawbridge when the enemy saw it being put down, and give the evil god army a blow first.

He quietly landed in the city, hiding his figure.

There were few people on the street, and the doors and windows of every household were tightly closed. The one or two civilians I saw by chance were all sallow and emaciated, with empty eyes.

Standing in the dark and watching all this, he felt rotten.

He was about to go out, but someone grabbed him by the corner of his robe, and when he looked back, it was a child.

Different from the well-rounded aristocratic children he had seen before, this child was very thin, the clothes on his body did not match his figure at all, there was no flesh on his face, and his eyes were horribly large.

Seeing him looking down at him, the child was stunned for a moment because of Haider's outstanding appearance, and then withdrew his hand somewhat cautiously.

"Excuse me...do you have food..." The child lowered his head, his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Haider's heart twitched suddenly. He knelt down and wanted to ask him some questions, but the child flinched in fright because of his sudden movement.

Haider was silent, and took out the white bread from the storage space and handed it to the child. Putting some grain in the storage space is a habit he has developed since he was assassinated last time.

The child hastily stretched out his hand to take it, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, and hesitated for a while after getting it.

Haider thought it wasn't enough, so he took out another one, and said softly, "I still have a lot."

The child shook his head, looked up and asked, "Can I give this to my mother?"

Haider's movements stopped in the air, and he said complicatedly for a long time: "You can all take it."

Hearing this, the child said cheerfully, "Thank you sir, I knew His Highness the God of Light would not give up on us."

Haider felt bitter, so he could only touch his head and said, "Where is your home? I'll take you back."

The child was not afraid that Haider was a bad person, so he boldly showed him the way.

"Mom! I found food!" The child stopped in front of a broken door, pushed the door open and jumped in like a bunny.

There was a piercing cough in the room, and a weak woman's voice sounded: "...where did you find the white bread? Did you go to steal the food of the nobles?! Didn't I say that stealing is not a good idea?" Is it allowed?!"

"It's not my mother! It was given to me by a good-looking brother, and he said we can all get one!" The child sounded very wronged, and ran back to the door to pull Haider in, "Sir, can you tell my mother, I didn't steal."

"...Yes Ma'am, I gave him the food." Haider whispered to the sickly mother.

The mother was also taken aback when she saw Haider's face, and then she shed tears: "Excuse me, are you the messenger of the God of Light?"

Haider was taken aback, and showed her the power ring on his right hand: "I am Haider Turens, the head of the Holy Knights."

"So the God of Light didn't give up on us, did he?" The mother couldn't understand the meaning of the power ring, she looked at the face of the young man in front of her, and asked hopefully.

"...Yes, we will drive those enemies away, and there will be no more wars here."

"Even if our nobles chose to betray the light?"

"Even if your nobles chose to betray the light." Haider took a deep breath, and suddenly understood how reckless his previous decision was at this moment.

"It's great...it's great..." the mother wailed, hugging her bewildered child tightly.

Haider used divine power to slowly repair the mother's sick body, watched their mother and child embrace each other, left enough food for them to eat for a few days, and then walked away.

There was a sudden commotion in the city. A group of young girls lined up neatly and marched towards a certain place, which seemed to be some kind of activity.

A girl saw him and shouted, "That one over there, come together!"

Haider hesitated and joined them.

All the girls cast their gazes one after another, and finally a pretty blonde girl spoke first.

"Where are you from? My name is Jennifer, and I study at the Ganga Royal Academy," the girl asked, "By God, you are so pretty."

"...Are you a nobleman?" Haider asked.

"Yes, yes..." Jennifer said in a daze, "Are you a man?"

Haider was speechless: "... Obviously isn't it?"

Only then did the girl notice that Haider was almost a head taller than the other girls, and blushed, "Sorry, this is the first time I've seen such a good-looking man."

The black-haired girl next to Jennifer gave her a hand and warned, "You are not from the Kingdom of Ganga."

"I come from the Temple of Light."

The black-haired girl was stunned, not only her, but also the girls around who heard Haider's speech stopped.

"The Temple of Light?!"

"God of light! We are saved!"

"Sure enough, the God of Light will not abandon his believers."

Soon a leading girl came over. She looked a bit like Jennifer, but she seemed to be a few years older than her, with a calmer temperament.

"Hi, visitor from the Temple of Light, I'm Delia Percy." The girl said friendly.

"It's also my sister." Jennifer poked her head.

"Jenny!" Delia called softly, but she didn't have much sense of blame.

Jennifer stuck out her tongue.

"Hay... Hayden Nasoko." Haider gave a pseudonym.

"We are here today to oppose the alliance with the evil god army," Delia said worriedly, "almost all the young and middle-aged people in the whole country have been conscripted into the army. The ridiculous thing is that they thought they were fighting the evil god army at first, but they didn't expect the king Your Majesty strikes back, once the covenant is concluded, we will have to be enemies of the God of Light."

"So there isn't even a single male in today's team." Haider suddenly realized.

Delia let out a breath: "Yes. What about you? What is your purpose?"

"...I was sent to keep track of the progress of the alliance between the Genga Kingdom and the Evil God Army in real time. If there is any change, I need to report it immediately."

"Then our country will go to war with our beliefs?" Jennifer sobbed, covering her face in pain.

The dark-haired girl from before began to comfort her softly.

"...If you can really succeed, then we are still friends." Haider said so, but he didn't think they could shake the decision of the group of nobles.

Delia could see what he was thinking, and said firmly, "We will succeed. In fact, many nobles in the kingdom do not approve of this alliance, such as my father, Duke Percy." When talking about her father, this The calm girl's eyes shone with pride.

"I wish you success," Haider said, "Please allow me to escort you to your destination."

"Thank you for your kindness." Delia saluted.

□□The final location is in the large square in front of the palace. At this time, the king and nobles have gathered here, and the atmosphere is very relaxed. It seems that they will go to the city gate just waiting for the news from the military minister, and put down the drawbridge and the evil god army Sign the covenant.

When they saw these girls approaching, the nobles stopped to greet them, and the guards blocked their way.

"We want to see His Majesty." Delia said.

The king recognized the leading girl, and said to Duke Percy with a smile, "Did Ling Ai bring our girls to cheer for us?" He waved to the guards and let Delia come in.

Duke Percy's face was a bit ugly, he walked quickly to the eldest daughter, and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing here?!"

Delia said firmly: "Father, we have come to ask for the cancellation of the alliance." Her voice was not low, at least the group of nobles in the square could hear it clearly.

The king's smile remained unchanged: "Cancel the alliance?"

Delia took a deep breath, and said the words she had prepared before: "Your Majesty, our Genga Kingdom has always been a loyal supporter of the God of Light. Once we form an alliance with the evil god army, it is tantamount to betraying the Light!"

Duke Percy interrupted Delia's speech, and said nervously to the king: "Your Majesty, Delia is still young, she is not sensible..."

The king ignored Duke Percy, but said to Delia: "So, you are not here to cheer, but to resist?"

Before Delia could speak, she was knocked down by the mage who was accompanied by the king.

"Ah!!" Delia fell out and fell to the ground. There was a blood hole in her chest where she was attacked by magic. It seemed that she could not survive.

"Sister!" Jennifer screamed and wanted to rush up, but was stopped by the guards.

The king said contemptuously: "It's just a group of women, how dare you tell me what to do? Duke Percy, your family's family education is really eye-opening."

The Duke was weeping in pain, trying to help his eldest daughter up and block the wound on her chest that was still bleeding, while Delia's eyesight had begun to blur.

"I have to say that your daughter is much braver than you."

The Duke raised his head, and saw a blond man squatting down, putting his hand on top of Delia's fatal wound. A soft white light shone in his hand, and Delia's wound gradually shrank, and soon only the chest was damaged Clothes can prove that the girl has just been fatally wounded.

The man took off his coat, covering the exposed skin on Delia's chest.

He was against the light, and Duke Percy couldn't see his face clearly, only that his blond hair was dazzling in the sun.