That night, the Goddess of the Lake came out of the tower and strolled alone in the thick fog of the tower.
The Goddess of the Lake had been planning for a long time to create a Empire between the Humans and the Eldar.
The Goddess knew that whether it was Laing, Anglo, or Fulgen, they were all dissatisfied with the Imperial Emperor, so she didn't want Laing to agree directly when she made this suggestion. As long as he softened his attitude, the rest would be easy.
The Goddess stretched out a hand, and in her palm burned the Phoenix Fire.
That was the Flame of Creation, the Primordial Flame of the Lord of the Phoenix, Asuyan. It had always been rumored that the origin of the world was a ball of fire, and Asuyan was the one who controlled this ball of fire. Thus, to all the Gods, Asuyan was the God of Gods, one level higher than any other God, five levels higher.
The power of creation was not something to be trifled with.
Even the Imperial Emperor was not a match for Asuyan at his peak. Even though Asuyan's strength was not as strong as before, if the Imperial Emperor and Asuyan were to fight, the Goddess of the Lake expected that the Imperial Emperor would not be able to gain an advantage over Asuyan.
Back when the North and South Pole Portals were destroyed, the Four Gods of Chaos were defeated in the same way during the first invasion of Chaos. Asura flew down from her Phoenix Throne and forced the Four Gods of Chaos to retreat with a single blow, forcing the Four Gods of Chaos to retreat.
Of course, it was necessary to add that Asuyan's strength was not as strong as before. He was like a giant who was constantly losing blood. Every bit of strength he used was a bit less, so he became more and more conservative.
Such a powerful God was a huge threat to the Chaos, the Humans, and even the Elves themselves. It should be known that Asuyan did not care about the Elves' lives.
The fairy in the lake fiddled with the Flame of Creation, the Phoenix's Flame. This was a tiny bit of Origin Energy that she had stolen from Asuyan when she had fallen into the mortal realm after her defeat. Although it wasn't much, it was enough for Lilith. It was enough for her to reach into Asuyan's domain. She had long been displeased with that cold Phoenix.
Now, she just lacked an opportunity, an opportunity to completely control the Elven Pantheon! The Goddess of the Lake held the Phoenix Fire in her hand and thought about how to proceed with her plan, what to let Tegris do, and how to let Malecis, the real Phoenix King, deal with these problems.
The most important was still Laing. As long as Laing supported her, she had a 70% to 80% chance of success.
At this moment, in the thick fog surrounding the tower, a figure appeared. He was fully armed. He was wearing a standard set of Lake God's Prophet's Blessing. Then, he used the holy water to wash half of his body plate armor. He was wearing a red and blue robe, a cross helmet with iris patterns on his head, a knight's sword on his waist, and a shield on his back. The Holy Grail Knight appeared.
My Knight? The Lake Fairy set her eyes on the Holy Grail Knight in front of her. She did not do anything else. She just stood there and shrouded herself in mystery in the thick fog and illusions.
It was naturally not difficult to recognize the person. The goddess said softly, "Hubert? What is the matter?
"My lady, I, Grail Grail, offer you my respects." The Knight of the Holy Grail knelt on one knee and saluted to the goddess in the lake. He then drew out his family sword, the Sword of Birth, and raised it with both hands. "I know you're here. I can feel it."
"What is it?" the Goddess of the Lake repeated calmly and gestured for him to get up.
Duke Grail Grail slowly got up. The cold and merciless Duke Carcasson stared at the Goddess of the Lake before him. He resisted the urge to worship her, and his poker face was as stiff as a rock.
There were no words that could describe Duke Grail's pain. He looked at the Goddess of the Lake's indifferent expression and clenched his fists. He had so many things to say, but he did not know where to start.
From the very beginning, Duke Hubbard had refused to believe the rumours about the Lady of the Lake. He had even punished anyone who tried to spread the rumours or doubted them.
The Goddess of the Lake was actually the Goddess of the Moon? What kind of joke are you playing on me?
Hubbard was very insistent. As a Holy Grail Knight, he had to offer everything to the Goddess, including his life. In return, the Goddess would bestow upon him a high status, unparalleled honor, and a noble title. Carcasson had always been a poor and barren land. There were countless powerful enemies, such as the Orcs, Green Dwarves, Ratmen, and even the Wood Elves of Esoloron. Hubbard and his family defended the land for thousands of years without regrets.
He had always been proud of it. Let the enemy come. The south of Brittany would not fall until the last Carcassonne was dead. Never.
However, ten days later, a High Elf Queen who was passing by inadvertently revealed a huge secret.
Duke Grail Grail, who happened to overhear the conversation between Eternal Queen Alariel and the Twilight Sisters, learned that the final moment had arrived. All the major factions of the Elves were preparing their armies for war. Hence, Moon Goddess Lilith, the beloved daughter of Elven Goddess Yisha, facilitated the marriage between Devonshire and the Twilight Sisters.
Alariel was there to negotiate with the Wood Elves to rescue the little Queen. Eternal Queen Alariel didn't have the intention to keep the secret. To the Twilight Sisters, their relationship with Devonshire was legal, so they didn't feel that there was a problem. Hence, they revealed the secret in front of the Duke.
Hubbard was amused, but after two minutes, he felt as though he had fallen into an ice cellar and was in an abyss.
When it came to the truth about the fairies in the lake, there were plenty of coincidences and coincidences to begin with. Previously, when everyone didn't believe in the fairies, they were all jokes and mocking the fairies. But when they began to doubt the fairies, everything started to make sense.
Brittany was a sword crafted by the Goddess of the Moon, Lilith!
Was that true?
For the first time, Duke Hubbard gave up everything in his hands. He left everything behind and came to the Goddess of the Lake's tower in Zeon alone to seek answers.
He hadn't seen the Goddess all this time, and his prayers had been useless.
In the middle of winter, Duke Hubbard's body was as cold as frost one moment and as hot as an oven the next. Now that the Goddess was right in front of him, he couldn't say a single word.
The Goddess of the Lake didn't rush him either. She just stood there and waited for him to speak. She looked at Hubbard and sighed. This was a brave and loyal knight. The fact that he came to find her could only mean one thing: he couldn't hold back anymore.
For thousands of years, the Kakasong people had shed their blood in order to protect the southern border of Brittania. Nowadays, it was very difficult to find a pure Kakasong bloodline among the Kakasong people. Most of them were mixed-bloods.
"My lady, you're my belief; you're my everything; you're the meaning of my life. You're also the cornerstone of Kakason people's dauntless sacrifices, invasions, diseases and challenges for thousands of years. Each child in my family would hang a longsword in their house when they were born. When they were 15 years old, they would take down this longsword and enter the battlefield while chanting your name." Hubbard knelt on the ground again and closed his eyes. He took a few deep breaths. "We all believe that this is the duty of the Kakasons. My grandfather, my father, my uncle, my brother and even three of my five sons have all died in battle while protecting the kingdom, my Lady."
"…" A trace of gentleness flashed through the eyes of the fairy in the lake. The goddess was fair to the knights, at least generally. She nodded silently.
"Then, please tell me, tell my family, and tell everyone in Carcasson that you aren't some random Elven God, nor are you some Moon Goddess, Lilith. You are our God, the Guardian God of the Kingdom, the God of Knights, alright?" Duke Huebad whispered. The Holy Grail Knight knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.
"Please!"
The fairy in the lake held the golden Holy Grail in her hand. The goddess took two steps forward and said in a dreamy voice, "Do you still remember one of the eight virtues of a knight, honesty? Hubert? "
"Facing all doubts with a straight face is honesty. Being loyal to one's soul is also honesty." Not to mention him as a Holy Grail Knight, even any nobleman who was still learning how to speak would be able to recite the Eight Virtues of Knights. However, reciting them was one thing, and actually doing them was another. The number of Holy Grail Knights showed just how many of them truly understood and understood the Eight Virtues of Knights.
"You are honest with me, my Knight." The fairy in the lake was incomparably beautiful. Her holy and pure face was filled with bone-chilling coldness, but there was also a hint of faint admiration. "Then, I'll be honest with you. In fact, I've always been proud to have Brittania as my chosen one. You're all good, including you, Hubert."
"…" Getting the answer he wanted, Hubbard's face turned the color of pig liver. The duke stood up subconsciously and looked up at the goddess's face, before lowering his head again. Drawing his sword, he struggled to maintain his rationality amidst a frenzied rage and the logic of virtue that he had immersed himself in for years. "So, you admit it. You admit that you're the god of elves? You made up a joke that was thousands of years old, a lie that spanned hundreds of thousands of square kilometers! You treated us as toys in your hands. You toyed with us in the palm of your hand. Lies! Everything is a lie! We thought that you were the lighthouse of hope, the horn of freedom, the light of salvation that brought us, but in the end, it was all a lie! "
"In order to satisfy your needs, the people of Kakason have been fighting for a lie for thousands of years. They have died and died in countless wars. How do you expect me to tell them now? How do you expect me to comfort the mothers who have lost their sons and the widows who have lost their husbands? How do you expect me to comfort the souls of my father, my grandfather, my son, and my brothers in heaven? "The family heirloom sword, Birth of Death, was swung in the air and aimed at the body of the fairy in the lake.
"You are not a lady. You are simply a Chaos Demon. Only Chaos Demons would do this. They would constantly watch us die, watch us repeat the cycle of reincarnation, and find it amusing. They would set some laughable goals for us and throw a few bones at us to attract countless people to the Holy Grail Expedition," Duke Hubert said sternly. "You demon!"
"Are you done talking?" The Goddess of the Lake ignored the tip of the sword against her ample chest. She was even laughing coldly. She was currently at the peak of her power, and everything that Duke Hubard had came from her. She only needed a single glance to turn him into dust.
However, the goddess admired brave and loyal people. Seeing that Duke Schubard was so angry that he couldn't catch his breath and was coughing violently, she took out a goblet from her divine kingdom. The goblet was filled with light brown wine, and she gestured for Schubard to drink some to calm down.
Smack! The Knight of the Holy Grail slapped the Goddess' cup away. In the thick fog, the wine spilled all over the Duke's body and onto the Goddess' dress. Huubard's saliva sprayed onto the Goddess' face. "I don't want your stinky water or your pity, demon!"
The goddess' face gradually turned cold. "You want me to apologize?"
"… …"
"I'm afraid you don't have the right, Carcassonne." The goddess took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the saliva off her face. She sneered coldly, colder than the coldest winter in Brittany. "Think back, Carcassonne. Before I came, what were you idiots doing in Brittany? There are so many legacies left behind by the elves, thousands of pure-blooded and mixed-blooded elven warhorses, hundreds of ready-made castles, and the books of the elven empire in the library. What are you going to do with them? "
Duke Hubert was speechless.
"I'll say it for you. What were you doing? You were fighting a civil war. Fourteen tribes, and you were fighting a civil war every day. " The goddess in the lake said bluntly, "Today you slaughter me, and tomorrow I'll slaughter you. Everyone wants the biggest territory and the best resources. The elven legacies have all been wasted. You originally had enough people, but you lost more than 60% of your population in the decades of civil war. Is this what you call justice?"
"… …" Duke Hubert couldn't answer. History was like this.
"Who brought you faith and discipline? Who brought you strength and unity? "The goddess in the lake said sternly." It was me! "
"Who brought you civilization and nobility? Who was it that brought law and virtue to this land? Who was it that pulled you out of the mud and bestowed you with the glory of the Holy Grail? "The Lake Fairy slapped Hubbard's face." It was me! "
The knight of the Holy Grail was sent flying by the goddess' slap and fell to the ground. He covered his face with his hands. There was a big red mark on his face.
"Who was it? When the green skin ravaged Brittany, you listened to the pleas of the mortals and gave them a reason to fight and the strength to continue fighting. Who gave them the war flag and courage? Who allowed you to build a united kingdom through thirteen wars from the encirclement of the green skin, chaos, wild orcs, and Skaven ratmen? Who was it? Tell me! " The goddess in the lake stared at Hubert with her needle-like eyes. "When your country was about to be destroyed, was it your human god? Was it Tal? Was it Yurick? Was it me who saved you? "
"Yes … It was you, my lady. But …" The knight of the Holy Grail stammered guiltily.
"I treated you better than I treated my believers. I even shared a part of my power with you. You are the knights of the Holy Grail. You have longevity, you have glory, and you have received the highest level of respect." "Without me, Brittania wouldn't have existed. Your ancestor, the noble Lambard, would have been chopped into pieces by the Green Dwarfs. Carcassonne wouldn't have existed. Get this straight, human. Everything you have, everything you have, everything you have, everything you have, everything you have, everything you have, everything you have comes from me! It's me! Your glory, your land, and your martial arts are all thanks to me! "
"I …"
"If you want to gain something, you must lose something, my knight," the goddess in the lake said coldly. "When you chose me, you had to pay the corresponding price. This is the price. I've given you so much, and these are all things that I have to receive. In this world, how can there be such a simple principle that you can get something without paying a price?" The Fairy in the Lake said coldly, tearing Hubbard's everything to shreds without any hesitation.
"So, this is just a debt? You lent us money, and we owed you money. We used a thousand years to repay our debt. Isn't that enough? " Duke Hubert could not refute the goddess in the lake's words. However, he still felt that something was broken. The knight of the Holy Grail said sorrowfully, "We are only your tools, your dogs? You gave us this, and you want us to fight for you? "
"Before Laing came, didn't you treat the serfs like this as well?" The goddess in the lake was puzzled. "I let Laing lead you forward, allowing the kingdom to enter a golden age, allowing Brittany to prosper again after a thousand years. So, in your words, none of this exists?"
"Admitting is admitting. Honesty is a virtue! Take my words and tell everyone in Brittany that I am the Moon Goddess, Lilith! But at the same time, I am also Brittany's guardian, your goddess in the lake! As long as you are still willing to believe in me, I welcome you and will continue to protect and guide you for the final moment that is coming! "
Duke Hubert was completely speechless. The knight of the Holy Grail collapsed to the ground.
On this day, his worldview, outlook on life, and values were completely shattered.
The knight of the Holy Grail, who had nothing to say, left Gene.
Following his departure, the goddess in the lake's words spread throughout Brittany.
Before the first wave subsided, another wave arose.
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