The Shadow of the Crown of Snow [Western Fantasy]

After returning to the camp, before she had time to stay for a while, Selene quickly selected a group of people from the guards and asked them to follow her to Xueze Town first.

"Joshua." Selene looked around and chose Joshua after a short hesitation, "You are responsible for rectifying the rest of the people and bringing them to Xueze Town as soon as possible."

This is the first piece of territory that the Nord Kingdom took back from the Nagrand Empire, and it is also the position that Selene will rely on in the next battle. As long as there is this foothold, Selene will win for herself and the army. respite.

She didn't tell Garcia anything.In fact, when Selene gave the order, she considered the situation that the Central Army of Talis did not exist.But Garcia took the initiative to stand in front of his team, knocked on the shield with the handle of the hand axe, and shouted to the soldiers under his command: "Get ready! We will also go to Xueze Town soon. From there, the battle will begin." It’s just the beginning.”

The soldiers of the Central Corps didn't seem to like Garcia very much. They expressed more dissatisfaction with Garcia, thinking that he was not qualified to lead the best army in the Talis Alliance to fight.This kind of dissatisfaction is completely a question of Garcia's ability, and it is not mixed with too many personal emotions, so so far, the Central Army has still carried out every order of Garcia.

It is said that Phoebe really healed the severe burns on Rupert and Gabriel just by waving her hand. Gabriel opened his eyes in a few seconds, trying to get up in a daze, but made himself fall. After getting off Tianma's back, he stood up and saw that there was not even a trace of injury left on his body.

But Phoebe frowned when she saw Hecate, and ordered her to be carried to the army tent.Given the scene where she cured Rupert and Gabriel without much effort just now, this kind of embarrassment can't help but make people worry.

Hecate didn't wake up until Selene returned to the camp.She walked into the military tent where Phoebe and Hecate were, and saw that Phoebe's scepter was emitting a somewhat dazzling white light, which vaguely pointed in Hecate's direction.

"Come in, such pure power of faith is harmless to anyone, and may even be beneficial." Phoebe looked at Hecate who was lying quietly on the bed, "She has overdrawn too much power of faith, just It's like the blood loss of ordinary people. It seems that there was an unconscious outbreak, and then she wanted to re-establish contact with you, and she was consuming a lot of energy during this period... so she was dragged down."

Phoebe was purifying the power of faith in the God of Light in her body, and injecting it into Hecate's body through the scepter.This kind of "purification" of the power of faith consumes a lot, and even Phoebe, the saint of light, cannot continuously inject it into her. After the light emitted by the scepter weakened, she stopped shaking the scepter The purification of the power of faith in the body continued to explain to Selene: "My power of faith recovers very quickly. After I recover, I will continue to inject her. During this time, there is only one thing you can do. One thing is to pray for her. Don't underestimate the power of faith that devout believers can provide to the gods."

"You mean...she's fine? As long as the power of faith is restored, she will wake up?" Selene subconsciously touched her forehead, feeling her body temperature and steady breathing," Garcia said She's just too tired."

"I'm not sure. Although to some extent, she is indeed too tired." Phoebe's frankness sounded unreasonable to Selene at the moment, "but the only thing we can do now is treat her If there are no other problems, she will wake up."

This is not the first time Selene has encountered such a desperate and powerless crisis. This time, it is not the last time that Hecate was impaled in the abdomen by Hussein's ice blade, and she felt that she might never be able to adapt to it.

From the moment the Nagrand Empire declared war on the Nord Kingdom, she had a premonition that her life would be completely pulled into another track, and so was Hecate's life.They were not lucky enough to be born in a peaceful age, they were not lucky enough to escape the plan prepared by the family hundreds of years ago, they were not able to confidently guarantee the victory or defeat of the war, and they were unable to decide their own life and death.

Selene is often haunted by her own guilt and contradictions.She is Hecate's ruler, Hecate's commander, she puts her at risk in order to win the battle, arranges tasks for her close to the limit of her ability, thinking in her heart that Hecate cannot be relied on, but in fact Have been relying on Hecate.

Being a commander depends on the ability of an excellent warrior, and being Selene depends on the existence of Hecate himself.

"If I were alone, I could still go this far, but I might not have the courage to go on." Selene opened the unfinished scripture on horseback, and hurriedly added With these words, he closed the book, turned his head and glanced at the snow wolf Xiaoyin who was following him, and Hecate on its back.

Without the crescent blade and armor, without seeing Hecate's eyes and always-on-guard attitude, she was like an ordinary northern girl in her sleep, tenaciously retaining a soft heart in the harsh ice and snow.

There is no prayer, and there is no church. Selene can only pray Hecate's name over and over again in her heart, emphasizing her existence in this world.

"Is she awake yet?"

Gradually, Selene got used to the disappointment she got after asking that question.

Give priority to calling the Guards Corps and the Holy Light Corps, and try not to give any special command to the Talis Central Corps-because that must be given through Garcia.Even under such conditions, Selene took back two towns that were about the same size as Xueze Town, and after this night's rest, she was ready to capture a "decent city".

Then Selene's plan has taken the first step perfectly, achieving the prerequisites for victory.

But Hecate was still in a deep coma.The total amount of power of faith that Phoebe injects every day is beyond imagination, but these powers of faith seem to have entered a bottomless pit, let alone work, and they don't even get the slightest feedback from Hecate.

"The weaker you are, the more fragile you are. This is true in any race. Hecate is just a very weak god." Phoebe whispered a mantra, and the light on the scepter became even more dazzling, "The godhead is unstable. , there are few believers, and it is still a weak newborn.”

"You never reminded me."

"I thought you knew." Phoebe whispered, "She's your sister...I thought she would at least tell you about her health. Or, let you feel the connection between God and believers."

"She never said that. She didn't even want to admit that she had weaknesses, let alone mention them. Wait a minute... It suddenly occurred to me that if the power of faith had been replenished, would Hecate be due to other reasons? Didn't wake up?"

"for example?"

"For example, she doesn't want to wake up herself."

The spiritual world of ordinary people is a mass of darkness that human beings cannot explore by themselves, but Hecate's is not.

Selene remembered the stream.

rushing stream.

Hecate stared blankly at the water beneath his feet.She tried to bend down to pick up a handful, but found that the water became muddy in an instant, as if mixed with blood and dust, and then the surrounding scenery disappeared with the muddy water, turning into chaotic darkness.

"What the hell is this place?" Hecate found that she had no armor on her body, and the crescent blade was not within reach at her waist. She was wearing an ordinary Northland costume and stood barefoot in the water.

"Your spiritual world is such a mess." The ancestor's voice sounded in mid-air, which made Hecate feel a little relieved, "The power of faith of that saint of light is too pure, but it is blocked by your spirit It is impossible to enter from the outside. Only the power of faith provided by Selene is slowly repairing here, but it is far from enough."

Hecate also noticed that there was a faint trace of white slowly pouring into this pitch-black space, slowly accumulating in the corner at a speed that was difficult to observe.

That is the power of faith brought to Hecate by the prayer of Selene as a believer.

Next to the white Power of Faith, there is a statue.

"A believer's impression of a god will affect the god. Since your real believer is only Selene, this is what Selene imagined about you as a god."

The statue is actually not much different from Hecate himself, wearing silver-white armor, with his right hand resting on the handle of the Crescent Blade, looking forward.It may also be looking at the enemy ahead.

"As you can see, this place is still very chaotic. Only this statue is in a stable state. I think it will remain in a stable state until your followers increase. You need to give your spiritual world a support point, let it able to run on its own."

"Why didn't I have to have such troubles when I was a human?" Hecate jumped ashore from the dirty river with disgust on his face, "How long have I been in a coma? Can I wake up first and tell Selene that I'm fine? "

"I'm afraid I can't." The ancestor snorted, "If I could, I would have woken you up a long time ago, so that I don't have to stay in this ghostly place all the time, and I can hide in your superficial consciousness."

"Then I can only wait here now?"

"Who made you wait? Didn't I tell you what to do?" The ancestor repeated slowly, "Give your spiritual world a support point so that it can operate on its own."

"For example?" Hecate sat down cross-legged on the ground, "What kind of work can be done?"

"Think about it yourself, Lord God of the future." The ancestor sighed, "I really want to help you this time, but unfortunately, I don't know the answer."