At the end of November, Year 2521 of the Empire.
In the royal carriage heading to the Duchy of Palawon, Knight King Laing, his queen Suria, and Lake Goddess Witch Morgiana were discussing something.
"Some Lone Dragon City dwarves don't want to leave the place of their ancestors." Leon held the military report. The Sun King sighed and said, "According to the investigation, only about 96000 dwarves of Lone Dragon City were willing to leave, including Lone Dragon City's Dwarf King, Togarde Crimson. He didn't want to leave his ancestral fortress, but he let his two sons, Balder Crimson and Tyr Crimson, follow Laun to the south and announced that Balder would inherit his throne as the king of Lone Dragon City and the great king."
"Then what about the remaining 10,000 dwarves?" Suria seemed to realize something.
"They will stay there until the last person is left or the world is destroyed." Laing put down the military report. Yuan Yuan shook his head and sighed. "This is their choice. We can only accept it."
Suria nodded. Knight King thought for a moment and continued, "The dwarves of Lone Dragon City have entrusted us with their trust. We should still make proper arrangements for these 96000 dwarves. Apart from Oka Mountain, we should also send people to clean up the Blackstone Stronghold. Prepare everything that needs to be prepared."
"Yes, Hex is already doing it." Laing smiled and said, "Actually, Berliat is the most suitable person to do this. However, he ran to Kislöw with Kalad and Rokossovsky."
"This is not a bad decision. Berliat is …" Suria hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but say, "He is too vicious and obedient. He is suitable for managing an army but not suitable for leading soldiers. He is good as a political commissar, especially since he is familiar with Kislöw. Sometimes, you can't rely too much on Berliat."
"This is what Berliat wants to achieve. He wants me to rely on him." Laing nodded slightly. "As a lonely vassal, the only thing he can rely on is me. This person's desire for power is greater than anything else."
"What an uncomfortable person." Morgiana, the witch of the Lake Goddess, was wearing a warm coffee-colored butterfly dress with a green laurel crown on her head. Her bright golden hair was covered with pearls, gold, platinum, diamonds, and all kinds of gemstones. Morgiana was sitting next to Laing. Compared to her aloof and unfathomable appearance in front of others, the witch of the Lake Goddess who got along with Laing in private could almost be described as tender and lovable.
Ever since Olica left, Morgianna couldn't help but volunteer to take on part of the responsibility of being Leon's "personal maid." Leon and Sulia, who had been dealt a huge blow, didn't have any reason to refuse. It just so happened that as the winds of Chaos grew stronger, Lilith had already descended upon the mortal world. After the Goddess began to take care of things herself, Morgianna began to have free time, and it just so happened that she could be with Leon every day.
The slit of the Lake Goddess Witch's dress almost reached her waist, revealing a pair of slender legs wrapped in white lace Lycra pantyhose. She leaned against Ryan's trousers, and a pair of creamy white laced high heels dangled from her feet, swaying back and forth, making Ryan's heart itch.
During this period of time, because she was always with Laing, all the time that Laing owed her had been "paid back". Therefore, Morgiana was even more obsessed with Laing, fearing that Laing would arrange other things for her.
"By the way, Suria, what have you been doing in Palaon? Why did you have to bring Devenhill with you?" Laing reached out and put his arm around Morgiana's waist. He gently stroked her white silk legs, indulging in the smoothness of her silky legs.
Today, Sulia was wearing a snow-tasseled, frosty purple myrtle flower-patterned pleated skirt. The white silk covering her chest was stretched taut, and the collar was slightly open. A thin platinum necklace contrasted against her pure white skin. That exquisite diamond fishtail was inlaid with white pearls, lying quietly in the faint undulation. Paired with the diamond earrings on her sparkling earlobes, her entire person was tranquil with a hint of nobility and grace, just like a leisurely peony waiting to bloom.
She wore a pleated skirt that reached her knees, and her raised calves were wrapped in exquisite black starry lycra fluorescent, translucent stockings. On her feet, she wore a pair of familiar red butterfly suede high heels. The Knight Queen was so alluring, and her face was pure and holy. However, that fiery figure of hers exuded a seductive sexiness from her very bones. This subtle contradiction made Sulia especially attractive.
"I'm not too sure. I only know that the lady said that she wanted to discuss something with the Wood Elf Queen, Aleil. The meeting location was chosen in Palaon." Suria was also puzzled. "I don't know why, but she took the initiative to ask Devenhill if he wanted to go with her. Devenhill was interested in the Wood Elves, so he went."
"…" Laing felt that there was something strange about this matter. As the queen, Aleil should have been sleeping in the depths of the Oak Tree, but she did not. Instead, she brought people to meet with Lilith. Lilith did not care much about Devenhill, but this time, she brought him along.
But this time, Laing went to Palaon for another matter.
Simply put, there was a small problem with the succession of the Duke of Palaon.
The current Duke of Palaon was Casfern. Originally, everything should have gone on as usual. Casfern was a conservative in his political stance, and he was also in a conservative position during Laing's reforms. He did not like Laing's governor-general system, but in the end, he accepted it.
However, recently, one of Casfern's sons, Casson de Palaon, completed the Holy Grail expedition at the age of 22 and returned to the Duchy of Palaon with glory!
This really shocked everyone, because Casson set out for the Holy Grail expedition at the age of 18. In just three years, he completed all the tests the lady had set for him and returned with glory.
What was even more surprising was that as soon as Casson returned, he expressed a strong desire for the Duke's position. He told his father, Casfern, that he hoped that Casfern would retire and live in seclusion, and that he would take over the Duke's position.
Normally, Casson was not the first successor, and he was also not the eldest son. In terms of age, Casfern, who was in his fifties, was still in his prime, and it was not yet time for him to pass on the Duke's position.
But a thousand words could not compare to one fact: Casson had completed the Holy Grail expedition. Casson, whose birthday was a month away, was now a genuine Holy Grail Knight, a Royal Pegasus Knight at the beginning of the legendary rank.
Left with no choice, Casfern could only seek the opinions of the Sun Wang Laing and the Lake Goddess Witch Morgiana. After some investigation, it was found that Casson was a die-hard fan of Laing. This very young Holy Grail Knight had listened to the great stories of Laing, looked at the murals of Laing's deeds, played with Laing's chess pieces, and dreamed of the child who grew up with Laing during the great expedition.
Casson had always thought that it was foolish for his father to go against Laing. The benefits and benefits that Laing had brought to the Duchy were obviously far greater than the price he had to pay. The cheerful, enthusiastic, and sincere Casson quickly gained the approval of Laing and Morgiana. Casfern was forced to retire, and the Duke's position was taken over by Casson.
Just like that, Casson's son killed his father, completing a successful "victory over the weak".
After successfully becoming the Duke, Casson invited the Sun King and his wife to visit Palawon. The young Holy Grail Knight and the Duke were both outstanding in personal strength and leadership. But like most knights and nobles, Casson's level in internal affairs was really terrible.
Laing went to Palawon mainly to solve a few problems. The first was to strengthen the defense of the Grey Lady's Road. This road started from Palawon and went straight to Nur, the Empire. It was one of the main trade routes between Brittany and Nur. Food was constantly transported to Nur from here, and military products from Nur were constantly transported to Brittany from here.
However, the situation here was not very stable recently. Sir Littlepole, who was close to the Grey Lady's Mountain, was jealous of the prosperity of this trade route and tried to raise taxes. Then there was Baron Clovis, who had been coveting a few mountains south of the border of his territory, but that was the territory of the Empire.
"Speaking of which, Frey has recently sent me a letter." Laing said something interesting.
In Nur, Frey Derick had recently begun to search and confiscate properties. His eldest son personally went out and dealt a heavy blow to all kinds of opportunistic merchants, doomsayers, and those disloyal and corrupted nobles, especially those noble families exposed in the previous riots. Many of them hid very well, but they could not escape Frey Derick's screening.
As long as they were found, they would be investigated, searched, and sentenced.
In the past few months, Frey Derick had raided five noble families in one go and obtained the wealth they had accumulated over hundreds of years.
His eldest son was very excited in a letter to his father.
"So the economy is so simple!"
Simple my ass! Laing was so angry that he laughed.
He was too lazy to argue with his eldest son. Emilia was not good at military affairs, but she was extremely good at internal affairs, so he was not worried at all that Frey Derick would go astray.
The carriage continued to move forward, heading towards Palaon Castle.
And on the other side, in the famous Palaon Forest, in a clearing.
The Goddess of the Moon and the Goddess of Mist of the Elven Heavens, and the Goddess of the Human Lake Fairies, Lilith was meeting with the Queen of the Wood Elves, Aleil.
Aleil brought a group of Thorn Sisters with her. These Thorn Sisters were the maids of the Queen of the Wood Elves, but unlike Laing's terrifying and wild soul, the Thorn Sisters were respected and feared by the Wood Elves themselves. They were like two sides of Aleil's soul, covering both the light and dark sides.
In simple terms, the Thorn Sisters would grant any request, but they would quickly ask for a price. This price was known as the "Law of Surprise."
They were always quick to respond to requests for help, but the price they paid for their help was often more than the price they were willing to pay. They might fight for a young warrior with peerless martial arts, but they would suck away his kind soul as the price.
They might respond to an Elven girl's desperate request for love, and then steal her firstborn child.
As long as the applicant made the exchange, they could even borrow the power of the Thorn Sisters to avoid death. However, the applicant was rarely allowed to choose what price to pay.
Sometimes, the price was far beyond what the applicant could bear.
The Thorn Sisters were eternal beings. They seemed to never age or die of illness, and would simply succumb to all kinds of attacks. When a Thorn Sister was killed, she would be transported back to the Oak Tree Sanctuary, and her body would be placed in a coffin made of ivy wrapped around the roots of a large tree. She would lie there for weeks or months, until a new spring came, and when magic and life energy surged, she would be filled with vitality. But if her body was unable to recover or was damaged beyond recognition, or even corrupted, her soul would escape from the mortal world, allowing the sisters who had lost their loved ones to take revenge on the enemies who killed her.
Dozens of meters behind the Lake Fairy, the Grey Knight recruit Fuxu was standing together with more than thirty real "Sons of Brittany", or in other words, the Spirit Knights raised by the male infants who had truly disappeared in the Lake Fairy's divine kingdom. Fuxu was surprised that these Spirit Knights had already turned into a semi-spectral form, but he could not sense any aura of corruption. With the Lake Fairy's assurance, Fuxu did not say anything and was only responsible for standing guard.
Lilith and Aleil sat opposite each other. The Lake Fairy smiled at Aleil, and not far from the Goddess sat Devonshire, the eldest son of Laing's first wife, who was curiously looking at the Thorn Sisters. At the same time, he forced himself to remain calm and maintain his dignity as the son of the Sun King.
Compared to the last time they met, Aleil appeared to be very tired. She lowered her head, panting, and the long eyebrows on her face drooped down weakly. The Wood Elf Queen shook her head. "My daughter, the world is changing. The Oak Tree of Time is rotting, and Ao Laing has stepped into the flames. All of my power has been used to fight against the corruption itself. I can no longer help you."
"You can, my mother." The Lake Fairy was wearing a soft and dazzling colored pleated skirt with the Lake God's silk. The skirt was so long that it dragged on the ground. There was a hint of seriousness on her beautiful face. "You must hold on. A bigger storm is coming."
"A bigger storm? I know what it is. It is the God of Darkness and his chosen henchmen." Aleil nodded slightly and forced herself to stay alert. "That is the cycle of fate, my daughter. Do you really want to be with that human like this? If you're dead, then you're really dead. "
"This is my decision. I have put everything on the line." Lilith's expression was firm. She shook her head. "Now, it is too late to regret."
"Alright." Aleil sighed. "I am afraid of falling asleep now. I can feel that once I fall asleep in the Oak Tree of Time, everything will change irrevocably when I wake up. So I can only hold on and hope that everything will get better after winter."
"It won't get better, mother. It will only get worse." Lilith said.
"Even Assuyan can't do it?" Aleil asked. "He was once so powerful. When the Lord of the Phoenix flew down from his throne and charged at the God of Darkness, even the four supreme beings had to retreat."
"That was Assuyan in the past." Lilith shook her head. "Not now."
Aleil fell silent.
Just as Lilith and Alaier were talking, a pair of wood elf girls appeared in the forest. They looked exactly the same. Not only were they extremely beautiful, but they also had the wild beauty unique to the wood elves. Beneath their fair and delicate skin were slender eyes, charming noses, thin lips, and slender figures that fully displayed the alluring waistlines and quick-witted beauty of females.
However, there was a slight difference. One of the elves had black hair and pale lips. She wore a half-mask on her face. She was lively, cute, and active by nature. As soon as she appeared, she wandered around the forest, teasing small animals like a butterfly playing in the forest.
The other had white hair and fiery red lips. She also wore a half-mask on her face, but it was on the opposite side. Her expression was very cold and heroic to the point of being incomparably sharp. At first, the girl was annoyed by the way her sisters wandered around. She didn't seem to be happy at all and had no intention of playing in the forest.
However, she soon noticed Devonshire, who was sitting to the side.
Devonshire seemed to have some kind of great temptation that made the girl unable to take her eyes off him.
The teenage boy had inherited Clayon's majesty and handsomeness, as well as Sulia's skin and silhouette. His childishness had yet to be shed, and he was like a piece of pure and flawless jade, emitting a moving light.
The eyes of the white-haired elven girl brightened. She quickly walked to Devonshire's left and sat down. "Are you his son?"
"Ah, yes, hello, Twilight …" A thick scent of tree branches and the girl's body wafted into Devonshire's nose. The baron was stunned for a moment before hurriedly greeting her. He recognized the wood elf girl sitting beside him. He knew that she was one of the Twilight sisters who had fought in the battle to reclaim Muxilon. However, he didn't know her name, nor did he know whether she was the older or younger sister.
"You can call me Alohan, son of the Sun King." One of the Twilight sisters named Alohan spoke in a rather stern tone. She pressed her body tightly against Devonshire's. "You seem a little special. You're not like other humans."
"Ah! Alohan, you really are! " The other wood elf girl quickly noticed her sister's actions. She threw down the small animal and was about to criticize Alohan, but when she saw Devonshire, an identical girl named Nestra quickly trotted over and sat down on Devonshire's right. "Oh! You're the son of the Sun Wang Laing, Devonshire! Aralos has mentioned you many times. Come, little brother, let me take a look. What's so special about you? "
"Nestra, this is none of your business!"
"Don't be so greedy, Alohan. You should learn to share."
The Twilight sisters bickered with each other at first, but soon reached a consensus. They pulled Devonshire aside and asked him questions. They even took out fruits for him to taste. One on the left and the other on the right. Nestra was sweet and cute, while Alohan was cold and threatening.
Devonshire was sandwiched between the two slender and beautiful big sisters (?) Caught in the middle, the baron did not know whether to stand up or sit down. Devonshire, who was still a young boy, was not even 16 years old. He lowered his head in embarrassment, and even his face turned red.
Devonshire could only look at his mother, Lilith, for help.
Mother, save me!
Lilith noticed this scene, and the Fairy of the Lake understood.
As expected, Laing's bloodline had an extremely powerful innate advantage in terms of charm. This was evident on Devonshire. Even the Twilight sisters, who hated men and humans, favored Devonshire.
The little queen's Curse of Cain and Yisha's Blessing counteracted the brothers' Charisma Talent. Coupled with her political wisdom that was honed from years of court intrigue, she realized that she could not suppress her emotions when she was with humans.
However, the Twilight sisters did not have so many restrictions. In fact, they were even wilder because of the power of the Weave.
Seeing her son sandwiched between the two big sisters, Lilith suddenly felt a flash of lightning in her heart.
The Fairy of the Lake looked at the scene not far away, and suddenly smiled at Aleil. "Mother, look."
"Nestra and Alohan seem to like the Sun King's son. That's rare." Aleil followed the Fairy of the Lake's gaze to where the Twilight sisters and Devonshire were.
"I have an idea."
"What idea?"
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