P.S. This is the second update of the day. The third update is expected at night.
"I'm very sorry, Godfather." Matthew Bard's face was pale as he bowed in apology.
A withered hand reached out from the black robe and pointed at Ma Xiubad. The ring on the hand was flashing, and the owner of the hand signaled Ma Xiubad not to do so. Akerhan's voice was still as refined and courteous as ever. "It's alright, my godson. Things don't always develop in the way we want them to. This failure only allowed you to gain more experience. Facts have proven that my previous plan wasn't perfect."
Amidst the white ripples, Nagash's fourth book appeared beside Akerhan. The book was opened, and the pages flipped. It described the past of Nagash, the Lord of the Dead, and the various spells he left behind. Akerhan sensed the surging power in the book and put it away. "Another book returned to its rightful owner. Ah, we're one step closer to the return of our lord. This offering is of great quality and will strengthen our lord."
Matthew Bad walked to Akerhan's side. The young Ranger once again expressed his respect. Then he asked, "What should I do next?"
"You might have been exposed, my godson. We might be in a hurry to get the fourth book." Akerhan leaned on his staff and signaled Matthew Bard to look at the other side of the cave.
It was a map of Brittany. Brittany was bordered by the sea to the north, separated from the Northern Wastelands by the sea to the west, and the Empire to the east through the Grey Mountains.
"I hid well. I shouldn't have been exposed, Godfather. Fiona, on the other hand, is suspicious of me today." Matthew Bard told Akerhan about his experience.
The Lich King's body had long decayed. He could no longer make any expressions. The only thing that moved was his voice. "Oh, my godson, Matthew Bard, this is a sign of danger. You can't stay in Colona anymore. Let's go to Muxilon together."
"Why? Godfather? I've already dispelled Fiona's suspicions. I've already gained her trust! " Matthew Bard said in confusion. He walked to Akerhan. "Who else would suspect me other than her?"
"Too many people, my godson." Arkham's voice was still refined, "The identity we've prepared for you is indeed perfect, but it's still a fake identity. Yes, there are many conflicts between the dukes in this country. The new Duke of Connet, Lauren, still doesn't fully grasp the situation in his territory … But lies will be exposed one day."
"Furthermore, even in such a situation, someone could still guess your true identity. My godson, don't treat the knights as fools. Most of the knights in this country suffer from chivalry, but there are still some smart ones." Arkham shook his head. "You're too deeply involved in some things. Befriending that little girl and heading to Bereon is indeed a shortcut, but this will only leave traces behind. My original intention was for you to become the champion of the Knights' Assembly. That way, you'll be promoted to a Royal Knight and receive a reward. Under such a halo, your previous suspicious actions will be forgotten … or at least temporarily forgotten."
"A runner-up is not enough, my godson." Arkham shook his head. "This is something I didn't expect. You're still too careless, my godson."
Matthew Bard's face was filled with rage and shame. His face turned green, and even in the dark cave, his agitation could be felt.
After a long while, the young knight sighed. "It's my mistake, Godfather."
"This is not your fault, my godson. My original plan had also gone wrong. I originally planned to use the attack of the Nurgle army to exhaust the strength of the Holy Grail Knights. First, I didn't expect the Nurgle great demon to be defeated like that. Then, I didn't expect that bitch of a champion to be injured, causing the Lake Goddess Witch to stay in the Holy Grail Cathedral and not leave. We didn't have a chance to act." Arkham continued his analysis. "The best chance is a few days after the Knights' Assembly. If you succeed in becoming the champion, while the entire city is still immersed in the aftertaste of the Knights' Assembly, you can make a humble request of the champion to Morgiana and call her out. We'll have at least a 70% chance of taking her down."
"But there's no need to rush now. The last thing we lack is time. If this plan doesn't work, we'll need the power of the Red Duke."
"Let's retreat. When dawn comes, we'll leave this place and head to Muxilon."
"Yes!"
… …
Another ten days passed, and in the middle of April, Laing's injuries were declared healed.
He still lived in the Holy Grail Cathedral. As the hero of the kingdom, the one who defeated the great demon Nurgle, he became the focus of the serfs and knights. His existence was respected by everyone, and there was no lack of jealousy in the outside world.
Under the pressure of Morgiana, Richard had to appear again and award Laing. A first-class Grand Cross medal was hung on Laing's chest, which was a sharp contrast to the second-class Iris Flower medal. At the age of twenty-six, Laing had obtained two high-level medals of the kingdom in a row. Laing indeed had the right to be proud.
He had already gone through the award process, so there was no need to repeat it. Anyway, Laing could feel Richard's helplessness and displeasure towards him.
In the afternoon after the award ceremony, Laing put his hands behind his back and followed behind Morgiana. Emilia had already returned to Winford with Suria. Laing simply ordered the two ranger knights who followed him, Lopes and Hex, to bring people back to the territory and report to Anglo. He stayed alone in Culona.
Even though Laing had recovered, Morgiana did not move out of his room. She only slept in a separate bed from him.
"Is there still no news about the archbishop of the Goddess of Mercy?" Laing asked Morgiana.
"No." Morgiana shook her head. The Lake Goddess' voice was a little shaken. "We've searched the whole of Culona and the surrounding villages. It's like she disappeared. No one has seen her again. The church of the Goddess of Mercy is already discussing the new archbishop."
"Mathewbard is also missing." Laing frowned.
After the windmill incident, the Lake Goddess' prophets visited Mathewbard's house the next day. They learned from the shopkeeper that the knight had a quarrel with the young lady of the Duke of Braon's house and left in a fit of anger.
It felt like something was wrong, but at the same time, nothing was wrong. The Lake Goddess prophets found witnesses who confirmed that the couple had a big fight. Fiona yelled at Mathewbard to get out of her sight. Mathewbard was enraged. He left a note and left Culona on the same day.
"Your Highness, this may seem like a coincidence, but I'm almost certain that even if Mathewbard wasn't the instigator, he was at least an important part of it." Laing was not surprised by this result. He continued to discuss with Morgiana. "If nothing goes wrong, the next time we see him will be on the battlefield."
"I have to thank your Marchioness Suria. If she hadn't defeated Mathewbard, we would have to face the champion of the Knights' Assembly. The knight that I personally gave the Laurel Crown to is a traitor!" Morgiana sighed softly. She motioned Laing to come closer. "Don't mind me, Ladies' Champion. Come closer."
"I think this is fine." Laing shook his head. The Lake Goddess witch had great power and influence, and her attitude was always cold. If there were no outsiders in the suite of the Holy Grail Cathedral, it would be better. But if it was outside, it would be fine.
"…" Morgiana frowned. She stopped and motioned Laing to come closer. "Come here, Ladies' Champion. There's someone you know here today."
"Someone I know?" Laing came closer and walked side by side with Morgiana.
"Yes, someone you know." Morgiana smiled. "When we received the Empire's request for help, it was him who led the knights to Marlin Castle to support you."
"Oh! It's Sir Ulles! "Laing smiled and nodded." So it's him! "
"Yes, Ulles was sent by me to the Grey Mountains to clean up some remnants of the green dwarfs. Now he's back." Morgiana's face looked better.
Walking along the courtyard and through the corridor, in the main hall of the Holy Grail Cathedral, the Holy Grail Knight Ulles and another Royal Knight that Laing did not recognize were waiting for an audience with the Lake Goddess witch. Seeing Morgiana appear, Ulles and the Royal Knight saluted Morgiana together. "My Royal Highness."
Ulles was probably one of the most powerful Holy Grail Knights in the entire Kingdom. He had killed two Chaos Giants by himself and destroyed a group of Orcs by himself. He had killed a Dragon in battle, eliminated a hidden Chaos Champion in the Kacason Dukedom, and killed a Necromancer in the Cone Swamp.
This famous knight of the Holy Grail was tall and his eyes were shining. He was wearing a mail armor made of mithril and a breastplate full of various artistic patterns. He was also wearing a sparkling blue cloak. The golden badge of the Holy Grail Knight was hanging on his chest. His body was covered with countless emblems, holy pearls, pendants, and portraits of fairies in the lake. On the top of his helmet was a golden dragon statue.
Laing could feel that Ulles' strength was very close to the Sanctuary-realm. His aura was very strong, like the sun, warming his compatriots and scorching his enemies.
"Hello, Sir Ulles. We haven't seen each other in a long time since the Battle of Collesen." Laing took the initiative to extend his hand to Ulles.
"Hehehe, Sir Laing, you flatter me. I'm proud of the great deeds Sir Laing has done since you came here. I'm very proud to be able to fight side by side with the Lady's Chosen Champion," Ulles said respectfully. "Let us destroy evil together in the name of the Lady!"
Morgiana looked at the interaction between Laing and Ulles, and her face looked much warmer. She said calmly, "What a glorious moment. Let us give glory to the two heroes of the Kingdom!"
"Glory!" Everyone in the Holy Grail Cathedral shouted together.
The Royal Knight who looked about 30 years old behind Ulles also came up. He greeted Laing, "Hello, Princess Morgiana, Sir Laing. I'm Kalad, Kalad Garamente, from Bastogne."
"I've heard of your name, Kalad." Morgiana smiled and nodded. "Your deeds include killing the Trolls and defeating the invasion of the Green Skin Tribe. In the name of the Lady, you are an excellent Knight."
"It's a great honor!" Kalad's face was thin but full of strength. He had a pair of blue eyes and long black hair. He wore a golden headband on his head and a family coat of arms with a red and blue background and a white fire dragon on his body. He bowed respectfully to Morgiana and Laing. "May every lake of the Lady be clear."
Ulles was ordered to go to the Gray Mountains to clean up a Green Skin Tribe that frequently harassed Bastogne. In fact, he lived up to expectations. The Holy Grail Knight and Kalad rode through the Green Skin Tribe on their warhorses. Ulles directly used his sword, the Eternal Blade, to behead the Green Skin Tribe's leader, and then killed all the way out.
It was quite violent, simple, but effective. The premise was that one had absolute confidence in their own strength.
Ulles and Kalad stayed to enjoy the Holy Communion together. Morgiana treated him and Kalad to the glory of the Lady of the Lake, and then blessed them with divine spells.
Laing did not participate in this meal. This was the glory of Ulles and Kalad. He did not want to participate. And for him, eating with Morgiana did not seem strange.
But when he went out for a walk and came back, he found that Ulles had left, and Kalad was still there.
The Knight of the Kingdom was talking to a very beautiful Prophet of the Lake in the courtyard of the cathedral. The blonde, blue-eyed Prophet of the Lake was holding Kalad's hand and stroking his face. Her face was full of affection.
"Lovers who have been separated for a long time?" Laing came to Morgiana's side and asked curiously.
"Siblings who have been separated for a long time." Morgiana looked through the glass window of the cathedral. "That is Kalad's sister, Anna. She is an excellent Prophet of the Lake under my command and also Ulles's lover."
"I see. It is for this reason that Mr. Kalad can follow Sir Ulles, right?" Most of the Holy Grail Knights had a wife and several lovers (if they had a territory, they would be called female courtiers). Many of the Holy Grail Knights' lovers were the Lake Goddess Prophets. The Lake Goddess Prophets did not forbid them from marrying. If necessary, the Lake Goddess Witches would also take charge of the work. The noble bloodline of the Holy Grail Knights must be continued.
"It's Sir Kalad. Laing, he is Count Garament of the Duke of Bastogne." Morgiana picked up the Holy Grail of Potion. Her tone was a little erratic, as if she was recalling something. "Are you interested in hearing Kalad's story? Laing? "
"Of course."
"Kalad is the second child of Count Garament. His sister was taken away by the previous Witch of the Lake when she was young because of her excellent magic talent. He was thought to be dead when he was born, but he survived tenaciously and gradually grew into an excellent knight."
"Kalad's mother died very early. A few years later, Count Garament remarried and gave birth to another son. Because of the difference in bloodline, Kalad's childhood was not happy. His stepmother did not care about him."
"And just when Kalad grew into a Ranger Knight, the attack of a large green tribe changed his fate forever …"
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