The Shadow of the Crown of Snow [Western Fantasy]

"Hecate, come here." Hecate and Selene stood in the center of the Windblade Army formation. Hearing Selene call her, he immediately leaned against Selene and wiped the face. snow water.

Selene put down the scepter in her hand, took out a long strip of cloth from the inner pocket of the cloak, and wrapped Hecate's face tightly, leaving only the eyes and nose outside.

"That should be much better."

Hecate nodded, rubbed his cheeks through the cloth, and stood up straight in the howling wind and snow.

The scouts kept going to the front to explore the way and bring back news. The team of the Windblade Legion moved forward slowly, approaching the advance cavalry station little by little—without their noticing.

If it was normal weather, it would be impossible for such a large team of the Windblade Legion to be invisible. However, in such a snowstorm, there is no moonlight or starlight, and there is no way to light a torch. It is probably only a matter of getting used to it. Only Nord scouts in this environment can bring back correct information in this weather.

After the team stopped, all the soldiers waited motionless until Selene raised the scepter in her hand, and the light of the power of faith began to spread from her.Hecate also felt the warm current from his feet rushing all over his body, and then Selene's voice sounded in his mind: "You just stand here, don't move until I order you to do something."

The soldiers should have also heard Selene's voice, and started to act one after another.Standing beside Selene, Hecate finally understood how terrifying Selene's command ability is.Wendy's command style can already be said to be delicate, but it is not like Selene, where each team of the Windblade Legion performs its own duties. It can also be properly matched.

"In this case, don't you see a lot of things?"

Selene took a deep breath, and the light of the power of faith on her body flickered a few times: "Hecate, they crossed the border. This is already the territory of my Nord Kingdom. How could I not know the terrain here. As for The battle situation..."

Her voice gradually lowered, and it took a long time before she answered: "Don't talk to me, I have to pay attention to the situation on the whole battlefield."

From the raid in the middle of the night until the order to retreat when the sky turned white, Selene did not give any orders to Hecate, but Hecate could bear his temper, squatting obediently beside Selene without running away by himself, and did not dare to disturb Selenium again. Rene.

After returning to the military tent where Hecate lived, Selene still didn't speak. She sat at the table and took a few sips of mead, and suddenly said, "Divine spells don't work on you."

Hecate froze in place, and opened his mouth blankly: "What...what?"

"I said, the magic doesn't work on you. I can barely use the magic to talk to you, but the magic is quickly rejected by your body. After that, I can no longer use the magic to talk to you. Speak." Selene gritted her teeth and repeated, "It's not just the life detection, judging from the current situation, most of the divine spells—or even all of them—don't work on you."

The first thing that popped into Hecate's mind surprised her: "Then, when making the sound transmission conch, maybe my blood didn't work because of this? It's not...it's not that we don't have blood relation?"

"I'm not sure." Selene closed her eyes and let out a long sigh, "I'm really not sure."

In fact, Selene is sure of the answer in her heart. Before Hecate was sent as a proton, the Holy Kingdom of Wilton once sent people to visit. The gift to Selene was a scepter of the God of Light, which was injected with With the power of faith, after engraving the incantation, as long as you hold it and wave it lightly, you can use some simple magic spells.

Selene, who was very curious about divine arts, received this gift, and of course started to try it with great interest, because she heard Wilton's messenger repeatedly stressing to Roy that "there is no divine arts that can harm people." He confidently called his best playmate, his younger sister Hecate.

Hecate, who had been playful since he was a child, just happened to be scratched by a tree branch. Selene saw the immediate effect of the healing technique for the first time. The long bloodstains on her sister's arms healed quickly under the cover of light, leaving no trace trace.

Hecate—or Selene's younger sister, didn't have a special constitution that would invalidate divine spells.

After dawn, the blizzard that lasted for several days finally showed signs of subsiding, and Hecate huddled in the military tent. She obviously didn't do anything that night, but she felt exhausted and fell asleep drowsily.

Tall stone pillars, exquisite murals, and long arched corridors, compared with the extensiveness of the Northland, Nagrand's architectural style is very distinctive.

Even if it is no better than the Holy Church of Wilton under the Pope's rule, Nagrand has never lacked faith in the God of Light.On the floor tiles that Hussein was stepping on, there was a pentagram emblem representing the God of Light, but in the center of the emblem was not a follower of the God of Light.

"Relax, Hecate. Don't try to control every part of your body...yes, that's right, that's it."

Hecate stared at Hussein for a long time.She doesn't yet have most of the emotions that normal humans possess, and she doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with staring directly at someone for such a long time.

Hecate was also watching Hussein's movements, but before she could actually learn something and try to imitate, her eyes were dry from the intense stare, and she naturally began to blink regularly.

"Look, she learns very quickly." Hussein clapped his hands vigorously, "Masterpiece, what a masterpiece!"

The people sitting around were amazed by this scene, and some of them drew a pentagram on their chests in panic, muttering to the God of Light to forgive this sin.

"Forgiveness? Do you still need the God of Light's forgiveness now?" Hussein's words were full of morbid excitement and fanaticism, "I have proved that he is not the only god in Hindley Continent, let alone the only creator! Even he Without the powerful power in the legend, otherwise he should have appeared in front of me long before I finished this research, and completely wiped me out of this world."

Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer. A white-robed priest stood up excitedly, and raised his trembling fingers to Hussein: "That's because the benevolent God of Light never kills a lost lamb! Your Majesty, if you continue Keep being obsessed—"

The priest didn't say any more.The little girl who was standing next to Hussein just now walked around behind him at some point, and easily stood firm on the narrow chair back. She had no weapon in her hand and just clasped the priest's neck with her fingers, but even so , the priest can also feel that this is not a harmless threat.He raised his eyes stiffly, and found that there was an extra gemstone on Hussein's scepter at some time, which was pure and rich blue like Hecate's eyes.

He was educated to believe in the God of Light piously since he was a child, and he was also educated to be loyal to the monarch of Nagrand. He did not expect to find that these two points were actually opposite in his lifetime.

Hussein put down the scepter, and Hecate's hand relaxed slightly, at least not suffocating the priest.The fear brought about by the loss of control of the situation was too strong, and he still forgot to kneel down in front of Hussein while he was in a trance: "Your Majesty, please be sure to consider the safety of the Nagrand Empire..."

"Of course I will. This matter will remain a secret for a long time." Hussein tapped the scepter on the ground, and Hecate dexterously jumped off the back of the chair and ran back to him, " As for you... I believe that the priests here have not forgotten that you are willing to help me because you have seen and admitted the powerlessness of divine arts in the face of magic. gone."

All the people present either had titles or were senior priests of the Church of Light. People in this position knew in their hearts how deep-rooted the Church of Light's influence on Hindley's Continent was.

Except for some small countries and city-states scattered all over the place, there are four countries in Hindley Continent.

The Holy Kingdom of Wilton is completely ruled by the Church of Light, and the pope of the church is also the emperor of the Holy Kingdom; the Nagrand Empire is a traditional empire with the same long history as Wilton; the tenacious northerners established between the snow-capped mountains The Nord Kingdom; the Talis Union is a "free and equal union" ruled by a parliament.

Just like the Talis Alliance is willing to cooperate with the Nord Kingdom, the Holy Kingdom of Wilton has always helped the Nagrand Empire without a trace. Such cooperation and help are not without reason, based on interests, and at the same time It is more based on the unity of belief.

No matter how impulsive Hussein is, he will stick to the secrets of magic for a long time. Once this secret is learned by the Holy Church of Wilton, the Nagrand Empire will face the invasion of the most powerful country on the mainland. up.

In the dimly lit basement, Hussein's green eyes looked particularly strange. He whispered a mantra and ignited a flame in his palm, illuminating the pale faces of several priests around him.

The magic that is contrary to divine art is against the creation of the God of Light.

Only then did they realize what a terrible thing they had been involved in.

When Hecate awoke from a chaotic nightmare, Selene was sitting beside her, wiping the cold sweat from her brow.

"Don't think about anything." Selene pressed heavily on her shoulder, "We have to win this battle first, and we will talk about the future."