PS: I saw some people complain that the main character is too weak. What I want to say is that this is a warhammer, and the settings of a warhammer are to hit the flesh with every punch. Pure men have to fight in close combat. No matter how strong the existence is, it can't destroy the heavens and earth with a single punch, shatter the ancient stars with a single move, or obliterate the universe with a single move. Those kinds of things don't exist, ha, they don't exist. This is a western fantasy, a warhammer.
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The room was quiet again. It seemed that nothing had happened.
Morgiana's beautiful face was full of ferocity. She raised the Holy Grail, and powerful magic gathered in her hand, illuminating the whole room. It was even a little dazzling. "Since you don't want to show yourself, then accept the judgment!"
The curtains of magic were pulled open and covered the entire suite. Nothing could hide from it.
When the light curtain swept across the corner of the suite, Morgiana's face changed. The emerald energy turned into a chain and shot toward the corner. "Show yourself!"
"Wait!" Laing suddenly shouted.
"This is about your safety!" Morgiana was still casting the spell.
"I said wait, Your Highness Morgiana!" Laing struggled and continued, "Ugh, cough, cough, I'll take care of this."
"What do you want?" Morgiana was very dissatisfied. She glared at Laing for a while with a warning look and finally put down her hand.
"Come out, Emilia. I didn't expect you to be able to find this place … cough, cough, cough …" Laing looked very weak. He almost slipped off the pillow. Morgiana quickly held him up.
In the corner, a girl timidly walked out. She lowered her head and appeared in front of Morgiana and Laing without any warning. She was wearing a brown blouse and a blue knee-length skirt with soft boots and black cotton socks. Her long hair was tied up, and the girl's beautiful and lovely face was full of red.
Under Morgiana's hateful gaze, Emilia walked lightly to the bed and bent down. "Laing … Your Highness Morgiana, I'm sorry."
"Miss Emilia, please know where you are. Just because you sneaked in and used despicable means, I can sentence you to death by hanging immediately." Morgiana's tone was like the coldest wind in the northern wasteland, freezing the atmosphere in the room.
"I'm sorry, but no matter what, I have to make sure Laing is safe." Emilia was not like the weak little maid she usually was. She raised her head and looked directly at the Lake Goddess, who had more power than the king in this country. "I'm very sorry about this, Your Highness Morgiana, but I did it."
"Are you provoking me?!" Morgiana heard Emilia's words and immediately reacted. She angrily reached out her hand that was wearing a white lace glove under her silk sleeve. The ring on her finger was flashing. Emilia painfully held her neck. She slowly floated in the air, her soft feet kicking in the air. The Lake Goddess's voice was sharp and suffocating. "I can end you now."
"Morgiana!"
"Hmph!" Hearing Laing's dissatisfied shout, the Lake Goddess let go of her hand and stopped the spell. Emilia fell to the ground. She covered her neck with her hand and gasped for breath. "Ha! Ah!"
Morgiana tidied up her skirt and walked in front of Emilia. Her voice was cold and full of disgust. "For Laing's sake, I'll forgive your mistake this time. Alright, since you've confirmed that Laing is fine, you can go back now. The Holy Grail Cathedral is not a place where you can come and go as you please."
"But …" Emilia still wanted to say something, but Laing's voice covered her voice. "Let her stay, Your Highness. I need someone to help me."
"Laing! There are many Lake Goddess prophets here. You can be taken care of at any time. It's too dangerous to leave such an unknown girl here! And she's not even a loyal follower of the Lady! " Morgiana immediately said. She seemed to be very angry at Laing's decision. "Now, a dagger can hurt you!"
"Let her stay. Emilia won't hurt me. I believe in her. And she knows me. She knows what I need." Laing continued. He seemed to be a little tired.
"…" Actually, Morgiana did not intend to hurt Amelia. She only wanted to scare her. However, things had turned out this way. This was not what the Lake Goddess witch wanted to see. The fact that this girl could sneak into this place was a great humiliation to her and all the Lake Goddess prophets and guards of the Holy Grail Cathedral.
Morgiana really wanted to immediately call the guards and the Lake Goddess prophets to come in and catch the girl, throw her out, or even lock her up for interrogation. But when she thought of the Lady of the Lake's instructions, Morgiana hesitated again and again. In the end, she reluctantly nodded. "Alright. Go back and get your things. Come back tomorrow. I'll arrange a room for you."
Emilia felt like she had been pardoned. She thanked the witch again and again, and then happily left.
After the girl left, the room was quiet for a long time.
Outside the window, the sun set. The moon hung in the cold sky, emitting a cold light. The Lake Goddess prophet knocked on the door and sent in a sumptuous dinner.
No one knew how Laing, who was injured and unable to move, finished his dinner. It was only when the moon was high in the sky that the cold atmosphere in the room was broken by Morgiana's voice. The Lake Goddess witch sat on the bed. As there was no one else in the room, her voice had a rare touch of emotion and warmth. "It's not that I want to make things difficult for your maid. It's just that your maid, Miss Emilia, is of unknown origin. Her faith is weak, and she's mysterious. She actually sneaked into the Holy Grail Cathedral with her own strength. I just rearranged the guards."
"She … won't hurt me. That's enough. Who doesn't have secrets? I have a few guesses about her identity … but it's not urgent now. She's neither a creature of Chaos nor an undead. She's just a poor homeless girl who has suffered misfortune and suffering. " Laing tried to persuade Morgiana. The Lake Goddess witch was a great wizard chosen by the gods. If she offended her, Emilia might have to face a lot of trouble in the future. In this country, even the king's power was not as great as the Lake Goddess witch's.
"Now that this matter is over, I have something to tell you." Morgiana had just gone out for a while. When she came back, she had changed into a new set of clothes. Under a gray nightgown inlaid with countless golden irises, a pair of sparkling white feet were exposed. Her slender and round ankles were small and cute. The little feet wrapped in white stockings swayed gently in front of Laing's eyes.
This kind of white stockings was made of unicorn fur. In the Empire, it was a luxury that was hard to buy.
"Speak." Laing actually wanted to rest a little, but he knew that Morgiana must have something important to talk to him about at this time.
"The archbishop of the Church of the Goddess of Mercy is missing." Morgiana handed over a piece of parchment and showed it to Laing for a while. "We found traces of a struggle and magic in the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Mercy. It's obvious that the archbishop was attacked by a powerful existence and then taken away."
"This … cough cough cough, this is very strange. I remember that the appearance of the Nurgle army was because the Church of the Goddess of Mercy found the lost formula for malaria?" Laing was very puzzled and tried to get more information.
"Yes, the reason for the appearance of the Nurgle Demon Army was because the Church of the Goddess of Mercy had discovered a cure for malaria, so the Archbishop brought many priests and temple guards to the sanatorium to experiment, which eventually attracted the attention of the Nurgle Demon Army." Morgiana nodded. The Lake Goddess witch's face was full of confusion. "But the development of the situation is very strange. You defeated the Nurgle demon and exiled the Nurgle army, but the archbishop mysteriously disappeared at this time. There was also a serious problem with the formula for the malaria cure."
"What problem?" Laing asked curiously.
"When the archbishop returned to the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Mercy in Culona, she took the parchment with the formula into a secret room. But she didn't come out for a whole day. The church guards risked their lives to open the secret room. The archbishop and the parchment were gone, leaving only traces of a struggle and the aura of necromancy." Morgiana took a scroll and said, "We searched the whole city for a whole day and even used my spells to search, but we couldn't find anything. The search is still going on, but I think …"
"The archbishop of the Goddess of Mercy might be dead." Laing's voice sank.
"The archbishop of the Goddess of Mercy is not a priest who is good at fighting." Morgiana nodded and frowned. "But she is very good at defense. Even if she only has the strength of a mid-Legendary-rank, I can't take her down in one fell swoop if I caught her off guard. This means that the attacker's strength is beyond imagination."
"… Then what about the formula for the cure? Did you keep it? "Laing's breath was weakening. He was sleepy.
"Several priests and doctors said that they remembered the formula, but after writing it down from memory, none of the formulas were exactly the same." Morgiana took out another parchment. She was so angry that she laughed. "If it wasn't for the appearance of the Nurgle army, I would have suspected that the believers of the Goddess of Mercy had created a huge scam."
"There must be a connection behind this … But Your Highness, I think I need to rest." Laing wanted to think hard about the cause and effect of these things, but his body was reminding him that he should rest.
"Well, you should rest. You are the champion of the Goddess of Mercy. You must be tired. Rest well!" Morgiana reached out and brushed Laing's face. Some kind of whisper with magic made Laing close his eyes, and he fell asleep quickly.
After making sure that Laing was asleep, Morgiana rubbed her golden eyebrows unhappily. Many things had happened in the past two days, and the Lake Goddess Witch had not recovered from the fatigue of the battle.
After setting up many spell seals and restrictions, Morgiana took out a pillow and put it on the other side of the four-legged bed. She put down the golden laurel and golden belt and covered the quilt. The room was quiet again.
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For the next few days, Laing was in a state of bed rest. His little maid, Emilia, was allowed to take care of him, which made Emilia very happy. The girl took good care of Laing in every possible way. Morgiana went to the giant racetrack of the Lion Ring to host this year's knight tournament.
"Ah! Laing, open your mouth! " Emilia was wearing a white blouse and a red checkered skirt. She was feeding Laing with a spoon.
"Emilia, I can eat by myself …" After a few days of rest, Laing could eat by himself. The champion of the Chosen One felt helpless and a little embarrassed.
"No!" Emilia immediately said angrily, "Laing, you are injured. I have to feed you!"
"I can do it by myself …"
"No! Come, ah ~ "Emilia put the porridge into Laing's mouth.
"Oh ~"
"Ah ~"
"Uh …" Laing's old face was a little red. He preferred to do it himself, but Emilia, who was always easy to talk to, was very firm. She would not let Laing eat by himself no matter what. Laing had no choice but to let her feed him.
"That's right, Laing, you need to rest more!" Emilia saw that he was obedient, and her light and sweet little face was red with excitement. After feeding him a big bowl of porridge, she still wanted more. "Do you want more?"
"Don't! Don't!" Laing quickly indicated that he did not want more. Only then did Emilia put the bowl down. The little maid took the bowl and spoon and the food out. After cleaning up, she came back and sat down beside Laing. "Laing, are you feeling better?"
"Yes, in a few more days, I should be able to move freely. That means I will be weak for a while." Laing nodded. His injuries were recovering at an astonishing speed. The damaged lobes of his lungs had regenerated, and the broken ribs were quickly recovering.
"Phew, that's good." Emilia sighed softly. The little girl said a little weakly, "Laing, you can't let anything happen to you. Otherwise, I will have nowhere to go. I promised you that I would be your maid. If the master is gone, then a maid is no longer a maid."
"How can I die so easily?" Laing smiled faintly. He motioned for Emilia to sit beside him. "It's boring to stay here all the time. I can't see anything except the sky in four corners. Emilia, come and talk to me!"
"Okay!" The little maid nodded. She took off her small leather shoes, revealing a pair of slender pink legs under her short skirt. The little girl crawled to Laing's side, covered herself with the quilt, and then leaned on Laing's shoulder contentedly. "Laing, what do you want to talk about?"
"Let's talk about the recent knight competition. When Suria came to see me yesterday, she seemed to have entered the top four?" Laing, who was injured, felt very regretful that he could not witness the grand scene of the knight competition with his own eyes.
"Yes, sister Suria has entered the top four. The top four are Mr. Jeffrey from Anglerton, Count Renault from Gisoleiox, sister Suria, and another person we have seen before. He is Mr. Matthew Bard from Connet!" Emilia counted with her fingers one by one. "In terms of comprehensive strength, the strongest is still Mr. Matthew Bard. He is already at the beginning of the legendary level, but his level is very unstable, so his strength is not stable. Sometimes he can easily defeat his opponents, sometimes he can only win after several rounds of fighting."
"Matthew Bard? Didn't he go missing in the Night of Blood? I remember that Miss Fiona offered a reward for Matthew Bard's whereabouts? "Laing felt strange when he heard Matthew Bard's name.
Wait … Laing suddenly raised his hand to Emilia, motioning her to stop and give him some time to think.
He felt as if he had missed something.
What was it?
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