"Why?"
In his primordial spirit, Aya's serious question could not be evaded.
"Why do you have to weave such a set of lies?"
Aya was Aya, the proud Knight King, who would not hide her identity in front of anyone. When she returned to her hometown from the Nine Regions, she was ready to face everything in the past, so she didn't need a fake identity to hide anything.
Wang Lu sighed. "This is not the time for you to show off. It's good to bravely reveal your identity, but do you think Bedivere can accept it? Do you really want your faithful love to break his cognitive world and blow his head? "
"He …"
Wang Lu said, "Believe me, if you insist on claiming that the Knight King is a soft girl, Bedivere will definitely kill himself in front of you!"
Thinking of Bedivere's one-track mind, Aya could do nothing about it.
"Moreover, do you really think it's a good thing to announce the identity of the Knight King?"
Aya asked, "What do you want to say?"
"You've been in Brettonia for some time now, and we can see that the people of this land miss you very much. However, after a hundred years of brewing, this nostalgia has reached the point of limitless beautification. It's as if the Knight King in those days was perfect, omnipotent, and invincible. "
Aya laughed. "Invincible, that's not wrong."
"Then why are you still looking for a way to win the war? Why don't you just write a diary so that future generations can admire your political and military achievements? "
"... The more you experience war, the more you can see your own shortcomings. But back to the point, what do you think is wrong with the people of Brettonia's nostalgia for me? "
"Excessive beautification will make people unable to accept the reality. If people realize that the perfect King in their fantasy is, in reality, a waste that can't even cook fish-flavored shredded pork, how disappointed would they be? "
"Do you have a problem with my fish-flavored shredded pork?"
Wang Lu also said, "Not to mention your current spirit of the brave departed physique, your strength is greatly reduced. Even dealing with a Faceless One requires a sneak attack. You simply cannot afford to have too high of an expectation. So, instead of disappointing your followers, it's better to appear as the daughter of the Knight King and lower their expectations. That way, even if you're lacking compared to the Knight King, people will still understand you, support you, and love you because you're the daughter of the Knight King. "
Aya was stunned for a moment. "Is that so? I seem to understand what you mean. Speaking of which, my feelings are really complicated. I've returned to my homeland, and yet I have to play the role of my own daughter. "
Wang Lu smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I'm friends with the Knight King. Shouldn't you consider calling me uncle in the future?"
"If you seek death, you will die, Wang Lu."
However, Aya was not interested in arguing with Wang Lu over this verbal battle.
It was almost time for her to take a break, and it was time for her to shoulder her responsibilities.
— —
After ending their conversation in the sky, Wang Lu, Aya, and Bedivere, the three of them, did not immediately land because the battle in Dragon City was not over.
Although on the battlefield, the situation has been completely reversed.
After losing Faceless One, Holy Light Religion was like a group of dragons without a leader, their morale was in chaos. In particular, the Archons who were responsible for the battlefield command stopped operating, which made the morale of the Holy Light Religion army even more chaotic. The Priests and Holy Knights were at a loss, scurrying around the battlefield like headless flies.
At the same time, the death of Faceless One — moreover, he was beheaded by Aya in front of everyone, which was a fatal blow to the morale of the Holy Light Religion. Looking down from above, they could clearly see the hesitation and fear in the eyes of the Holy Light Religion believers.
Even the almost omnipotent Faceless One was beheaded by the Dragon City Guards, who knew how many cards they were hiding? And once a new situation occurred, who else could lead them out of the predicament?
For decades, the Holy Light Religion in Dragon City mostly relied on the Archbishop Rowan. Later on, Faceless One appeared and suppressed everything with an absolutely strong stance. However, now that Faceless One was dead and the Archbishop defected, the Holy Light Religion believers were suddenly at a loss.
However, although Holy Light Religion suffered a fatal blow, they, after all, still occupied an absolute numerical advantage. Previously, in the last defensive circle, the Dragon City Guards suffered a heavy loss, which further widened the gap between them and the Holy Light Religion. Now, it was nearly six or seven times. In this case, a little carelessness might lead to a capsized ship in the gutter.
Not to mention that just now, the sudden appearance of the Caliburn and the killing of Faceless One by Aya were also a great shock to the Dragon City Guards, which also dispersed their fighting spirit. And now, what she had to do was to regroup the Dragon City Guards and completely establish the victory.
Feeling that her body has slightly recovered her strength, Aya struggled to break free from the embrace of Wang Lu and stood in the air relying on her own strength. Her eyes swept the ground, looking valiant and formidable, which complemented the splendor of the Caliburn.
With a new identity, Aya actually had a lot to say, but at this moment, there was no time for a long speech. Fortunately, as a former ruler, she was very clear about how to effectively use her time.
"I am the daughter of the Knight King, the legitimate successor of Brettonia! In the name of the Caliburn, defeat the enemy in front of me and pick the fruit of victory! "
With that, Aya waved the Caliburn, and the golden light pointed straight ahead.
It was a simple action, but it seemed to contain an incredible magic. Looking at the direction where Aya's sword was pointing, a strong surge of excitement surged in the heart of every Brettonia person.
It was a memory that came from the depths of their bloodline. In a trance, people seemed to see rows of knights in shining silver armor riding on spirited horses. They held long swords that were polished to the point of not even a speck of dust could be seen in their hands, and sharp dragon spears were fixed on their saddles. In front of them, there were ten times and a hundred times more enemies, like a black tide. However, the knights looked solemn, and their fighting spirit was unwavering.
And in front of the knights, a flawless knight waved his sword high, pointing straight ahead.
"Knights, charge!"
After a hundred years, that battle cry once again exploded in their ears. The Dragon City Guards only felt that in their exhausted bodies, their limbs and bones gave birth to infinite strength. Following the direction of the Stone Sword, they began to run, began to charge!
Respond to the call of the King, defeat all enemies that stood in their way!
In a trance, the once world-shaking knight charge once again appeared in the world. Dragon City Guards turned into a sharp knife, deeply piercing into the Holy Light Religion's formation.
The final battle finally began, but the result of the battle was already clear at a glance.
—
At the forefront of the battlefield, Liu Li, Bai Shixuan, and Quan Zouhua separately pierced into the enemy's formation, quickly harvesting lives with their own means.
"Thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight …"
Liu Li simultaneously controlled more than ten flying swords, shuttling back and forth on the battlefield like a gust of lightning. Wherever she went, it was like a sickle cutting wheat, taking away a piece of life. The girl also muttered something, carefully counting her own achievements, for fear of making a mistake. And beside her, there was a reign of terror.
In fact, when Aya waved the Caliburn, launching the knight charge after a hundred years, the outcome of this war has already been determined. There was no need for the several people to deliberately do anything. The Dragon City Guards with boiling morale were enough to tear the enemy into pieces.
However, Liu Li did not forget Wang Lu's entrustment. They were still carrying a difficult task: to collect nine hundred and ninety-nine roses watered with the blood of middle order professions of Holy Light Religion. And this Dragon City battle was the best opportunity to harvest them. In addition to Dragon City, there was no other place in the entire Brettonia that could gather nearly a thousand middle order professions. If they didn't kill them now, when would they?
In terms of strength, Liu Li was not at the forefront in the Dragon City battlefield. However, in terms of the ability to kill in a chaotic battle, few could compare to her. The Holy Light Religion's morale completely collapsed under the successive blows. They scattered in all directions, without any resistance. Liu Li's high explosive and high mobility advantage was immediately brought into full play.
In a moment, Liu Li almost killed her way through the Holy Light Religion's formation. More than forty middle order professions died under her sword. As for the rest of the low order professions, they were countless. However, the girl just stood there for a moment, adjusted her breathing, and then once again turned into a rainbow light and began a new round of killing.
According to her Senior Brother, this battle was the best opportunity to increase her achievement. Once she missed it, she didn't know when there would be a second time. Although the specific explanation was somewhat incomprehensible, Liu Li at least remembered the most critical point.
"If you kill a hundred people, I will let you eat all the delicacies in Brettonia."
With this sentence, Liu Li had endless motivation to act. In her eyes, the ones who were fleeing in panic were not the priests, holy knights, or the inquisitors, but the fragrant and delicious finger-sucking chicken!
"Well, that's a good mentality."
While Liu Li was flying on her flying sword, a strange voice suddenly rang in her ears.
"While killing, your heart can actually be so calm. Is this the special mind cultivation technique of you Nine Regions people? "
Liu Li looked around in surprise but didn't find the speaker. However, feeling that there was no hostility in the voice, she seriously replied, "I don't understand what you're talking about."
The voice laughed and then asked, "Do you know that you're killing people?"
"I know, it's obvious. Senior Brother said that if I kill a hundred people, I'll get a reward."
"Hahaha, so for you, killing is just a game?" The voice said, "Do you know that each of the dead under your sword is a living being? They have their own life, their own ideals, and their own loved ones. You see the priest with short red hair at the rear left. His name is Kyle, twenty-five years old this year. He is a talented priest from the countryside. He came to the big city to do odd jobs for the high order priest in order to accumulate wealth as soon as possible. Because in his hometown, he has a woman that he has been secretly in love with for many years. He planned to propose to her after this battle. The girl actually likes him and has been looking forward to his return. She vowed that the two of them would get married and have children, and live together until their hair turns white. Unfortunately, because of your sword strike just now, all of this is impossible. "
"Oh." Liu Li let out an 'oh' sound and continued to look for the next target.
"That girl with long brown hair, Li, is the lead singer of the church choir. She is very beautiful, and her voice is very pleasant to hear. Although her character is somewhat vain and delicate, she's actually a devout and kind girl. Every rest day, she would carefully take care of the stray cats outside the church, and then watch the believers who come to the church to worship. She actually likes a talented bard. Although the latter is only a civilian, his singing always intoxicated her. The development of the relationship between these two people is destined to be bumpy, but also destined to be touching. Unfortunately, all of this has been ended by you. People will never be able to appreciate Li's singing again, and the bard will never know that there is a beautiful girl who secretly likes him. "
The soft voice cleverly changed its tone, enticing Liu Li to involuntarily immerse herself in the story, to appreciate the sadness of the story, to involuntarily surge with remorse and other emotions.
Liu Li was indeed somewhat immersed in it. Her killing action became slower and slower, and eventually, she simply stopped, with a puzzled expression on her face.
"That being the case." Liu Li puzzledly asked, "Why would Holy Light Religion let them join the battlefield? Isn't it cruel? "
"…"
Liu Li said, somewhat annoyed. "I understand. You want to tell me that Holy Light Religion is cruel and inhumane, that they have no bottom line and have harmed many people's lives, right? Very well, I will kill these Holy Light Religion believers to avenge the dead people! "
That voice exclaimed, "Wait a minute, don't you think your logic is a bit strange?"
Liu Li, on the other hand, turned into a ray of light and left.
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