Remembrance of the Goddess of God

The gray rock is placed on a bronze base densely cast with charms.A ray of sunlight hit it obliquely, making its rough surface glow with a pale golden light.The rock vibrated endlessly, even shaking slightly with the bronze base, but what came out was a low buzzing sound instead of a crashing sound.

If you ignore the rough and ordinary appearance of the rock, it even looks a bit sacred.

This is Fallia, the king's naming stone belonging to human beings among the seven sacred objects bestowed by the goddess.Usually it is placed on the steeple in the middle of the palace.When the king of men appears near it, a low beep will announce the presence of the king.

But at this time, there were no living creatures around it.

The stone placed on the tower was still vibrating stubbornly, as if trying to announce something.

There was silence in Lot City.Only Fallia's buzzing echoed clearly in the air.

People have long forgotten their usual smiling faces because of panic, and they all hide in the house or by the door, looking at the empty streets in panic.Occasionally, a few knights rode out of the city and entered the city on horses that seemed to be a little frightened, but they were not as proud and proud as before, and there was a visible embarrassment in their backs.

"Fallia has only been in trouble for three days...how come the whole Lot City is in such a mess?" A brown-haired boy stood in the shadows, lazily crossing his arms and admiring the car that just passed by on the street. Knight, "It's really useless. Um... I said these guys are all lazy." He turned his head to look at his blond-haired companion, as if he wanted him to respond to him.But the blond boy just smiled wryly and shook his head disapprovingly.

"...Arthur, if you hadn't been in the army for two days on purpose, maybe they wouldn't have been so alarmed."

"If the Holy Grail of Adolina didn't appear abnormal at the same time, are you sure they would care about this?"

The blond boy was silent, and he straightened his already straight back even more uneasily, and the wry smile on Qingjun's face deepened.

Arthur sneered, but his expression was still lazy, "It's really troublesome and boring... being frightened into this by two things they think have no thinking ability. I don't know how the elves and dwarves are - I mean if they There are also abnormalities in the sacred objects - but it is probably not the same as us."

After coming to a conclusion, he put down his hand and pulled the wrinkled clothes.

"Go to the palace quickly, Lancelot. Walking in will already scare them to death, so there is no need to add anything."

Lancelot's face twitched, as if he didn't know what expression to make. "Arthur, you are the next king chosen by Fallia, how would you rate the servants serving you, Queen Igmel and other nobles..."

"Then your thoughts are normal in the eyes of those guys?" Arthur raised his eyebrows, "Hurry up and make another cover for me. I'll go directly to see Fallia."

"Arthur! You should go to see Her Majesty Queen Igmail first—she is your mother!"

Arthur shrugged, turned and burrowed deeper into the shadows.

The King Falria chooses to rule, whether elf, dwarf or human.But only the humans chosen by it are the masters of this sacred object.

From a certain point of view, the sacred object of choosing the king is in the hands of human beings, which is also one of the reasons for the unprecedented expansion of human arrogance during the reign of King Belennon-human beings who can make kings of various races should stand in front of other races. superior?

However, few humans know that occasionally the relic will talk to the holder of the seven relics—that's why they panic when Fallia bleats.

Arthur landed neatly from the wall, skillfully avoided a group of knights patrolling outside the palace, and hid in a shadow again.

The boy's gray-brown eyes narrowed, staring at the palace gate where signs of chaos had already appeared.In the noisy crowd, Lancelot's hair color as pure as the sun is already looming.As Lancelow advanced, the crowd scattered throughout the palace showed signs of gathering.

almost.

When the guards in front of the palace gate excitedly blew their horns to announce the arrival of the holder of Adolina's Holy Grail, Arthur froze and quickly got into the building complex.In just a few moments, they have already arrived at the tower where the holy stone is placed.

His movements are extremely fast, he doesn't look like a human who grew up on the plains, but rather like some elves walking among the dense branches and leaves.

Fallia on the tower was still shaking, but the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger, as if slowly getting excited.The bronze base was driven to hit the rock continuously, making a sound that was not too weak.

Arthur, who had already climbed to the top of the tower, stopped and looked questioningly at the rock that he nominally controlled.

unusual!

Fallia's current state can obviously be said to be extremely abnormal!Even if the King's Stone appeared, the sound would be amplified at most, and the spell on the bronze base would control it from releasing its power, but now... this should be said to be...

"Arthur..."

--Who!

The expression on the brown-haired boy's face did not change, but his eyes were sharp for an instant.The momentum of the whole person changed instantly, like a sharp sword that has just been sharpened.

"Arthur... come here..."

It's a female voice.Soft and noble, indifferent at the same time with a majesty that he can't question.

The brown eyebrows were raised slightly, Arthur was still staring at the rock, but there was a little confusion on his face after all.

This voice is not Fallia's... and such a majesty - it is natural after a long time in a high position.But if it's a female... Neither the mother nor Queen Lianna have this voice.The mother's voice was more arrogant, while Queen Lianna always had a faint smile.

So, this voice should be...

"Arthur? Urals? Ittu? Galmeri? Sisdhan, come here!"

etc!How come his full name...

!

Arthur watched in horror as his body moved beyond the control of his consciousness: he approached Falria, knelt down on one knee, raised his right hand and reached for the gray-brown rock on the bronze seat...

When the cold and rough touch of rock came from the palm of his hand, the world in front of his eyes quickly blurred like water waves.

How is this going!

After a moment of dizziness, Arthur opened his eyes again.

light.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of clear light.

The glowing altar, the glowing soil, the glowing water flow, the glowing air...and the king stone that shines from within.This is... the altar of the goddess located in the gap of time and space in the legend of the elves.

Arthur looked at his hand that was still "attached" to Falria, and breathed out silently.

Goddess Toddana?This really makes sense—the holy object is active for no reason, the majestic and proud female voice, his full name that almost no one knows...As one of the two supreme beings who created this world, what can she not know?

The only question now is what the goddess wants to do.

"Arthur... the son of Double Dragon and Igmel, the child chosen by Falria..."

"I'm."

The boy lowered his head, showing a faint expression of awe amid the roaring sound echoing throughout the altar.

"The six children chosen by the sacred objects of the three clans have all been summoned here by me."

Goddess Toddana seemed to be choosing her words, making her voice intermittent.But after all, this is the real voice entering the ear, not the will.

So, no matter what you hear, there is no room for questioning your own misunderstanding.

"...I will leave this world...Therefore, I choose you as my symbols to watch over this land for me..."

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The Isle of Avalon is forever silent.Even if there is a strong wind sweeping through everything at this time, the sound of the lush branches and leaves shaking cannot be heard.

The holy spring on the island is still gushing, and countless goblins just born from the spring are dancing and twinkling happily, like bright stars scattered in the wind.

Surrounding a girl with long silver-white hair by the spring.

The girl is holding a mutilated ancient bronze sword.The sword seems to have gone through countless years. The blood-colored rust is all over the willow leaf-shaped sword body. The beautiful lines are torn by large and small gaps, making this sword should be as beautiful as a work of art by an elf craftsman. His dagger has a dangerous aura of killing.

The girl closed her eyes, her expression was calm and stable, as if she was falling into a heavy sleep.

A very faint azure light flowed on the sword, and at the same time shrouded the girl's whole body.While softening the fierce murderous aura, it seemed to draw a boundary between the girl and the sword and the outside world.

This is the image that the pale-haired old man saw when he approached the goblin holy spring.

Is the Panglazi magic sword talking to its owner?

Miltin looked at the scene in front of him and shook his head.

If it's just a dialogue, Pangrazzi doesn't need to use a force strong enough to cause external phenomena to appear.Judging in this way, the one communicating with Murjia should be... that one.

The old man smiled slyly, and his green eyes shone with childlike joy.

Just wait for a while, the news he brought is not urgent to say now.

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Goddess, what do you want to do!Bulviad was already guarded by Queen Lianna, who was reincarnated as the god of war, so why should he entrust the watchman to perform the obligation that should be fulfilled by the god of war, Berikit?

"Goddess... um!"

Arthur's expression froze for a moment, and then twisted into a particularly hideous look because of the unknown pain.Colorless rays of light overflowed from the King's Stone, enveloping his entire figure.

……

——It doesn't feel good to feel that the essence of my entire existence has been forcibly changed... Well, what about Lancelot?I hope those nobles don't faint from the collective fright - that would be too embarrassing.

——And, the so-called Watchers...

The light has begun to retract, and there are countless tiny runes flowing in it.With difficulty, Arthur turned his expression back to a sloppy smile, but his eyes quietly stared at the ancient words that appeared and disappeared over and over again in the light.

——The energy is converging on the right arm, and these words... the contract?

The light became more and more intense, and slowly condensed into a shape while retracting - a ring.Beginless, perfect, and perfect—in the records of the elves, an eternal contract is the most perfect form of appearance.It should be like this... The trance of consciousness has indirectly made everything in front of me illusory.But... since it is a contract made by the goddess, it should be...

The halo shrunk to the size of a ring and was branded on his right hand.

Both the pain and the irresistible coercion of the goddess froze at the same time.

"Arthur? Urals? Ittu? Galmeri? Sisdhan, the son of the double dragon Udel and the human queen Igmel, the owner of the Covenant Stone Fallia!"

"...I am, Goddess Toddana..."

The pain is over, but the consciousness is still in a trance.The sound echoed in my ears, but I couldn't tell the meaning...

……

"You are my listener now, listening to the voice of all things on my behalf!"

The world dimmed for a moment, and then became clear again.

……

Here is...the stone tower where Falria is placed?

Arthur blinked slowly, and withdrew his right hand that had been placed stiff on the rock.But when his eyes accidentally swept over his right hand, his movements stopped in surprise.

On Arthur's right hand, which was originally empty, was wearing a red gold ring.

The style of the ring is very simple, with a thin and smooth circle, and the color is deep, which is dull and dull that no one will notice at first glance.But if you pay attention for a long time, what you see in your eyes is no longer a ring, but a circle of flowing and changing charms, without a head and an end, a perfect circle.

"Is this the proof of the listener?" Arthur looked at the ring on his hand, and lazily raised the corner of his mouth again, "Fortunately, it's not gold—otherwise it would be a big trouble..."

This is what the contract proves—the pattern of the oldest, strongest, and eternal bond.

Prove that he, Arthur Sisdhun, will listen to the voice of all things on behalf of the goddess from this day on.

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The gust of wind rose suddenly and stopped almost at the same time.Pangrazi's light burst out suddenly, and all of them were retracted into the sword the next moment.

The silver-haired girl opened her eyes the moment the light faded away.The golden-green eyes unique to elf blood were clear and cold, and after a moment of bewilderment, they immediately turned to the old man who had already sat down by the spring.

"Mildine."

"It's over?" Miltin blinked and smiled innocently at the girl like a child. "My dear Murjia, what did the goddess say to you?"

Mu Erjia looked at the old man quietly, and only spoke after a long silence.

"Mildin, there's no way you don't know."

"...Yes, but I know that there is always a difference between what others say."

After another moment of silence, Miltin gave up looking at Murjia who always had the same expression. The old man waved casually, and a few flying fairies fell into his palm.

The atmosphere was silent again until Murjia finally showed a little impatient look.

"Mildin, what news are you here to deliver?"

"You're talking about this? Lianna asked me to inform you that you and Leinster will go with her to attend the Great Council when you leave the island tomorrow." Miltin shrugged, turned his eyes away from the goblin, and looked at Meng Yi girl standing up.

"Mirdin, what are you talking about?! It's been so many years... What happened?" Murjia's anger stopped after a moment, and what remained on her face was shock and suspicion. "Miltin... the affairs of each clan will always be resolved by themselves, and the current three clans can hold a big council... what happened?!"

"Well... the dwarf found the body of the spear holder Golard." Miltin's smile still didn't change even a single degree.

"Miltin, then!"

The old man's eyes hidden under his pale hair finally revealed a cold smile.

"Spears under human control, gone."

The author has something to say: Well, I really don’t know French, so there are only Chinese characters in the chapter names^-^

Modification: 1 number of holy objects;

2 goddess status;

3 parts of the original characters - the setting is that the "Trilogy" has ended more than ten years ago, no one will be as usual, right?