The First Law God Black History Handbook

"Will you fall in love with that human fighter?" His Royal Highness raised his head, eyes full of sadness.

His grief was so heavy and profound that Thrander also felt his heart ache.

"Enterfell." Thrander pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.He paused for a long time, until His Royal Highness could hardly control his trembling hands, and then he said softly, "I don't intend to hurt you, let alone trample on your love. But I'm sorry, I can't have anything other than friendship for you." emotion."

"I don't know if I will fall in love with Aruman, but I can be sure that I am not in love with him now."

His Royal Highness, he felt heartbroken, but he couldn't blame Thrander for causing him pain.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the painful feeling, and asked in a low voice, "Can you give me a kiss, Thrander?"

Thrander stared intently.

He could see from the eyes of His Royal Highness that the kiss he asked for was not the kind of polite and fleeting kiss he understood.

What he asked for was a kiss between lovers.

Thrander opened his mouth to refuse, but the deep affection and anticipation in His Royal Highness' blue eyes made him pause.

After a long time, Enterfell smiled.He stood up, approached Thrander, wrapped his arms around the back of his head and waist, lowered his eyes, and remained still.

Thrander was a little surprised at first and wanted to back away, but when his eyes met the prince, he suddenly fell silent and did not continue to back away.

The prince kissed Thrander on the forehead.

He didn't make any next move for a long time, but just stood there quietly, with his lips pressed against Thrander's forehead.

He's not a mean suitor, he shouldn't even try this forehead kiss.

But he really, really wanted to hug him.

Just this time, only this time.

Legston was watching this when he barged in.

The handsome elf kissed his beloved Fashen, and the light from the surrounding magic lamps hit the two of them, so beautiful that one almost thought it was a dream.

If it wasn't Legston, no one had the heart to disturb them.

Too bad it was Legston.

He is a violent intruder.

He drew out his long sword and pointed at His Royal Highness angrily, "Enterfell, I want to fight you!"

Thrander took a step back and withdrew from the prince's embrace, turned to look at Legston, frowning, "Leggston, take back your willful and ignorant provocation."

The young fighter's eyes were almost red when he heard Fashen's words, "Willful? Ignorant? Is this what I am in your eyes?"

"Isn't it?" Thrander turned around and faced the young holy fighter, "What reason do you have to provoke a prince? What qualifications do you have to demand a duel against a Valkyrie? Such irrational and impulsive behavior , in my opinion is ignorant and willful."

"Or what you'd most like to say is stupid." Legston's heart ached, but he wasn't completely out of his wits.He also tried his best to control his anger so as not to hurt His Excellency Fashen with his aggressive words.

Thrander remained silent for a while, as if by default.But in the end he issued a kind reminder, "Leggston, you are not Enterfell's opponent. At least not now."

"Of course. After all, you still wanted me to worship him as your teacher not long ago." Legston's eyes turned red, "Then, Your Excellency Fashen, is this why you chose him?"

"I didn't choose anyone." Thrander felt that it was a miracle that he could bear it until now. Are the children of Aruman's family so worrying?

Legston didn't show much surprise when he heard the words, he just paused for a moment, and then reissued the challenge after a moment of silence, "I hope to fight him, please allow me." Legston said, "This It's a competition between men, and I want to defend my love."

Thurander's voice rose slightly, "Leggston! I'm not your lover, and I never promised your pursuit."

Such a sentence was like ice water, more like a knife, piercing Legston's heart fiercely, causing him to almost distort his face in pain.

Yes, His Excellency Fashen never agreed to his pursuit.

Even if he got the kiss from His Excellency Fashen!

The long sword in Legston's hand hung down slowly.At this moment, Entfeil suddenly stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Leggston Arthur Aruman, I, Entfeil Celt, accept your challenge."

Legston was a little surprised.But the elf prince had a declaration that surprised him even more.

"Your Excellency, Fighter, the reason why I accept your challenge is that Thrander is not only your sweetheart, but also mine. We must use our own swords to prove that we are worthy of him."

Legston tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword. "Even if we win, none of us can match him."

Enterfell smiled, "You're right. In terms of force, none of us can match him, but I have to say, in other respects, I seem to be more suitable for him."

"What do you mean?"

Entfeil narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are not mature enough, not tolerant enough."

"!!!" Legston's eyes widened slightly.

"Why did you break in here without permission? Why did you issue a challenge without knowing what happened? Do you trust Thrander enough? Do you know him enough?" Entfeil said The words and sentences are very accurate and exquisite, and one question after another is thrown out, which is the biggest doubt for Legston.

Legston was left speechless.

"Okay, stop your boring speeches and fights." Thrander said to chase people away, "I need to calm down and do research, please go out."

"..."

Thrander's words plunged the magic laboratory into an eerie silence.

After a while, the elf prince saluted heartily, "I wish you success in your research." His tone was very sincere, which made His Excellency Dharma's expression ease a lot.

Legston also saluted and blessed, and then the two left the laboratory one after the other.

In the next two days, the elves found that their prince always walked with the human saint, and even the daily patrols would occasionally appear together.

They thought the two had formed a deep friendship.

Until the third day, an elf overheard the conversation between the two of them.

Legston: "When will you duel me?"

Entfeil: "Wait until you become a Valkyrie."

"Then when will we wait!"

"I don't know. It depends on your talent."

"I'm very talented!"

"I'm waiting for you to prove... your talent."

Entfeel intentionally paused a little, which made the fighter extremely angry.

"You don't need to wait for me to become a Valkyrie, I can still challenge you!"

"Then you were defeated by me and gave up Thrander?" Enterfell smiled, "That's a good proposal."

"..." The fighter was speechless again.

This conversation was passed on by the elves one by one, ten to one hundred, and it became known to everyone (fine) in less than two hours.

So when the fighter and the prince confirmed the challenge date and venue, countless elves were already looking forward to that day.

Although that day is still far away.But for elves, what they need most is time.Especially the Lord Fashen has expelled most of the darkness in the forest.

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Time slipped away without a sound, and Thrander stood by the window sill, looking at the dark aura surging in the sky, with a serious expression.

"Carl."

The butler standing under Fashen responded, "My lord."

"Isley really said that?"

"Yes." Carl's expression was also very serious, "She said that she confirmed to His Royal Highness that according to Aruman's current state, it will take at least five years for him to reach the realm of Valkyrie."

"...I see." Thrander didn't show any disappointment, but just waved the butler back.

Can't wait any longer.

Thrander looked at the position of the gate and sensed Karl's departure. After hesitating for a moment, he finally took out the magic scroll he had made earlier and left quietly.

In the northernmost position of the giant tree forest, there is a lake with a radius of ten miles.

The lake is frozen all the year round, surrounded by mist, and many magical creatures lurk in it.

Of course there are dark creatures too.

When Thrander arrived at the frozen lake, the elf queen had been waiting for a long time.

"I knew you would come alone."

Thurander lifted the cloak and hat, his blue eyes were like shining gems, "Isley, the elves need you."

"You need me too." Yisili raised her head high, her tone was arrogant but not rude, "Thrande, no one knows the environment here better than me. Entfell will take care of me for me children of the

Thrander lowered his eyes and smiled, and looked back at the queen after a while, "Thank you, Esri."

"I'm not for you." The Queen turned and walked towards the frozen lake with a proud tone, "I'm for the victory of the light."

The fog above the icy lake was so thick that you couldn't see your fingers. Thrander and the queen walked side by side, keeping each other vigilant.

"Thurander, I want to know if you can still draw your sword?" Repelling the dark beast that pounced on it, the Queen held a staff in one hand, and pinned her loose hair behind her ears with the other. "I remember that you can no longer hold the sword in your right hand."

"What do you think?" Thrander kept his hands empty, only occasionally looking around at a certain place, and then there would be the roar of magical creatures or the sound of falling to the ground.

"Well, it seems that you don't need the cooperation of any weapons anymore." Yisili complained when she smashed the head of the dark beast with a staff, "You can't get rid of these ugly creatures on my side Is it? I am a mage, not a warrior."

There was a hint of a smile in Thrander's eyes, "I thought you enjoyed... this rough feeling."

"Oh my god, do you think I'm an elf who grew up among dwarves? Thurland, I'm an elegant, noble, holy and beautiful pure-blood elf!" She waved her staff, "Queen of elves!"

Thrander smiled and resisted the next wave of magical beasts for her.

Their footsteps were fast, and after repelling waves of magical creatures, they saw the huge ice crystal in the center.

It was a diamond-shaped crystal as tall as two adults. It stood in the icy lake, overflowing with light.

"As I said, the seal is complete without any signs of damage."

Thrander didn't speak.Because when he entered within a hundred meters of the seal, he heard endless noises, roars, screams, and curses.

It was the voice from hell, the roar of countless dark souls.

They said, to come out, to revenge, to kill, to devour.

Thrander's expression was as cold as the icy lake under his feet, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

"Cesidil."

Slowly, familiar yet unfamiliar, the name that had been silent for 260 years was pronounced word by word by Thrander.

Estelle looked at Thrander with some surprise.

She saw Thrander staring straight ahead, as if looking at a long-lost old friend, with a cold and complicated expression, and stiff and guarded movements.

But then her vision blurred.

"Thrande!" Yisili exclaimed, wanting to grab him.But her outstretched hand only touched the endless thick fog.

"Thrande!" Yisili began to shout, groping towards Thrander's position, ignoring the hidden dangers around her.

She felt a thick darkness attacking her. It was a coldness and viciousness that she had not felt for many years. It was an evil force that was much more terrifying than the darkness suffered by the Giant Tree Forest!

It's Cecil Dill!

Ashley froze in horror.

In fact, the distance between Thurander and Islie is not far.It's just that someone has divided the space they are in into two parts.

That is the power of God.As the god of law, Yisili cannot touch and understand.

"Do you remember me? Dear teacher."

In the endless darkness in front of him, a familiar voice came.Thrander squinted his eyes, felt the space around him, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Cersi."

"Cersi? It's rare that you are still willing to call me that." His tone was playful, as if he had heard a very funny joke.

Thrander fell silent.

The silence didn't last long, because the devil in the dark was very unhappy about it.

"My dear teacher, you are always like this." He paused, his tone disdainful, "Never speak clearly, always worry about this and that."

"Are you thinking now, how should you tell me about the darkness outside and your old friend?" The devil seemed to smile, and his tone was light, "Actually, you all know that since I sent that child to You've already made up your mind by starting before you. But you still insist on coming to see me."

"Why, do you want to apologize to me? Or do you want to persuade me to give up the darkness?"

Thrander left the Demon King to chatter, and he remained silent throughout.

The Demon King said a lot, from Thrande's purpose here to how Thrande treated him in the past.

"What was your mood when you left me alone? Painful? Happy? Relaxed? Or heavy?"

"Hey, in order to trap me, you actually gave up your godhood. What a great and selfless feeling! Teacher Thrand, you are really great!"

"Great enough to use his own students in exchange for the favor of those dirty creatures in the God Realm!"

Following the words of the Demon King, the originally still darkness around him began to churn and surge.Like creatures with substance, they squeezed towards Thrander.Until he was surrounded and trapped into ants.

I don't know who is sighing softly in the darkness...

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"Enterfell, have you seen His Excellency Fashen these days?" Legston stopped the elf prince who was going out for inspection early in the morning, "Where did he go? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

His Royal Highness pushed the fighter's arm away without looking back, "Your Excellency fighter, it's time for me to go on tour now, please don't disturb my work."

"Your job?" The fighter rushed up to the prince, "Is your job more important or His Majesty's safety? Entfeil, don't think I don't know what you are hiding from me. Now His Majesty You and Her Majesty have disappeared, Karl has a serious face, and you are also restless, do you think I will wait here in a daze?"

"Then what do you want?" The prince turned around abruptly, looking at the fighter with cold eyes, "Do you use your pitifully weak strength to find His Majesty the Fashen? What do you want to do? What can you do? You just It is a troublesome existence, what qualifications do you have to inquire about the whereabouts of His Excellency Fashen!"

Legston was stunned, he looked at the elf prince in disbelief, as if he was meeting him for the first time, he was very surprised, "You are so angry, Entfeil... If I wasn't sure before , then now, I am quite sure that your uneasiness is due to His Excellency Fashen."

"Please tell me, did something happen to him? Where did he go?"

Entfeel snorted coldly, did not answer the fighter's question, but ran quickly towards the forest with the elf guard.

The skill of elves is vigorous, flexible, light and fast.They run and jump in the forest, nothing can stop their footsteps and speed.

Legston followed closely behind.

"Enterfell! Tell me!" The fighter kept asking, occasionally helping them kill the remaining dark creatures in the forest.

His Royal Highness didn't seem to notice this clingy fighter, and just kept looking for the remaining dark creatures according to the message from the forest.

They had a good record this morning, almost cleaning up all the dark creature lairs around them.

And Legston finally gave up asking the prince.

He returned to Lord Fashen's magic tent and began to read in the reading room.Finally, a suspicious clue was found.

"In the north of the giant tree forest, there is an extremely cold lake, which is frozen in four seasons, and monsters are rampant. The people of the tribe are not allowed to approach it."

The forbidden area of ​​the elves, the only place where ordinary elves will not approach.

In the past few days, he has searched all over the area where the elves are located, but he has never been to this forbidden area, and he has never heard of it.

If His Majesty Fashen's purpose here is not to hand over Esso to the elves, then he has other things to do.It's not something he can't do, only about the devil.

Demon King...Forbidden Land...Devil King...

Legston suddenly realized, and immediately got up and ran out of the elf hall, heading north.

Just as he was about to leave the safe territory of the elves, the figure of the elf prince appeared in front of him.

Behind him was the elf guard, all pointing at the fighter with their bows and arrows, their expressions were cold and merciless.

"Your Highness Entfeil, you know that I must go. Please, you and your friends, get out of the way." Legston had the same cold face as Entfeil.

"That is the forbidden area of ​​my elves, no one can enter."

"Then what about my Lord Fashen? Where did he go?" Legston sneered, "Enterfell, you coward! You dare not go in, and you still stop me from going in. Are you kidding me?" ?”

His Royal Highness' eyes moved slightly, he was not angry, but his eyes gradually became complicated.

"Your Excellency, fighter, I want to remind you that you are just a holy fighter. You are not only unable to move an inch in the forbidden area, but you may even risk your life."

Legston was about to reply when Enterfell added, "No one will save you there, and no one will care to get you. For not even Thurland or my mother can overcome the evil there. "

"So you choose to wait here? Wait for the two people you love the most in your life to die generously, or return from serious injuries?" Legston said with a sullen face and a low tone, "Your Highness, if you were in my eyes at first A powerful and threatening opponent, so now I want to say something, I read it wrong. Compared with you, I am the one who is more suitable for Your Excellency Fashen, and it is easier to capture his heart. You are not at all Might be my opponent."

After he finished speaking, he jumped up suddenly and ran towards the forest beside him.

His movements were so fast and powerful that the elves raised their bows and arrows and didn't know whether to release them or not.In this case, if the fighter cannot escape in time, he will be injured.

Entfeil lowered his hands and asked his teammates to put down their bows and arrows.

Legston was right, he was a coward.A coward who didn't have the courage to leave everything behind and follow Thrander.So what right did he have to stop this young, daring lad?

He was envious and helpless.

Envious of daring to love and hate, he regards Thrander as a human fighter; helpless, helpless, helpless about his identity and responsibility as a prince, and helpless about his mother's entrustment and trust.

He is not only Entfeil, he is also the prince of the elves.

His love had been lost 300 years ago.His willfulness completely faded away the moment his mother forced him to swear to take care of the elves.

Entfeil looked up at the mottled sky in the dense forest, and sneered, "It's time to go back."

For the elves, someone has to carry them.

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The ice lake returned to the way it was before Thrander came.Not a trace was left.

When Legston killed one dark creature after another and came to the frozen lake, there was nothing in front of his eyes except the lingering mist, and he couldn't feel anything.

He tried his best to find the figure and aura belonging to Lord Fashen in the vast field of vision, but he failed.He can only grope a little bit, keep moving forward, and keep fighting.

Thrander, his Thrander.

After killing another dark monster, Legston crouched on the ground leaning on his sword.

His strength is almost exhausted, and his body is also full of scars.

Of course, countless monsters died in his hands.

The sky seemed to be getting darker, and the monsters in the mist were denser and more excited.

The night that belongs to them is about to arrive, and the hateful saints will soon become their midday meal!

The author has something to say: I don’t know if there will be enough time for the next update, so I can rub my bald hair...