The snow became heavier. Large snowflakes danced in the forest, and the tall coniferous trees swayed as if they were trembling. A gust of wind blew through the forest, and a strange sound was heard. It was as if demons from hell were roaring and wailing.
A vision appeared. Large snowflakes swirled around Laing, and a white divine fire appeared inside the forest.
A great will descended. This will was full of violence, anger, savagery, and ferocity, but it was also full of strength, courage, glory, and faith.
"A good offering." In the void, a rough and forthright voice sounded in Laing's mind. "It's so big. A rare mutant wild boar?"
"Yes, I offer it to you, great Wolf God," Laing said in his mind. He knew that the White Wolf God of War must have heard him.
A satisfied mood came from the void. The mutant creature, which weighed hundreds of pounds, had aroused the Wolf God's interest. Yurik liked this. He liked fighting, drinking, and showing his courage and strength.
Leon killed such a powerful mutant wild boar by himself in close combat. The Wolf God liked this. He liked believers to show their courage and strength, and to kill their prey in the most primitive, simple, and violent way.
The white divine fire condensed in the air and opened the gate to another world. A giant white wolf, which was as big as a buffalo, jumped out of the gate. It ate the wild boar's body in a few bites. Then it turned around and jumped into the portal with the rest of the boar in its mouth.
After that, everything returned to silence. Only the white flames left in the air showed that the Wolf God's messenger had come.
"Well, you didn't even leave me a pork leg!" the white wolf knight complained casually.
"Not all white wolf knights are white wolf knights, but white wolf knights are white wolf knights."
— Archbishop Malas Bilderhofen of the White Wolf Church
The former referred to the title, while the latter referred to the advanced profession. For example, Laing's title was White Wolf Knight, but his advanced profession was not White Wolf Knight. Any knight who performed well enough had a chance to win the title of White Wolf Knight and become a member of the White Wolf Knights. If the knight chose to advance to White Wolf Knight, then he had to become a member of the White Wolf Knights.
In theory, the White Wolf Knights were not under the jurisdiction of the Kingdom of Nords. The headquarters of the White Wolf Knights was in the White Wolf City (Walfs City) of the Empire. It was also the capital of the territory. It was ruled by the Elector of the Empire, "Iron Wheel" Man Frey Adalbert... This territory was connected to the Kingdom, but it had the same barren land and bad weather as Nords.. The land here was covered with dense black forests, so many people here believed in the brave White Wolf God of War. The White Wolf Temple was also built on the cliff of the White Wolf City, guarded by many White Wolf Knights. The White Wolf Knights of Nords were actually only two companies of the White Wolf Knights.
The White Wolf God of War, Yuric, had been around for a long time. He appeared on the continent and performed miracles when humans were still eating raw meat and drinking blood. It was said that the founding emperor of the Empire, Charlemagne, also received a lot of help from him. However, the God of War was unpredictable. He rarely responded to the prayers of his believers, and the church did not provide much welfare or relief. The rituals and trials that could please the White Wolf God of War were too dangerous. Therefore, the White Wolf Church shrank a lot compared to the scale of the worship of the people more than a thousand years after the founding of the Empire.
Patting the snow and mud off his body, Laing quickly went down the mountain. Luck favored the Royal Knight again. He used a flying knife to hit a rabbit.
When he came out of the forest, the abandoned village had already lit up with bonfires and smoke. Standing on the wall, Astaire immediately noticed the returning Royal Knight. He signaled the guards to open the gate. "Mr. Laing? There are trees falling down in the forest ahead, and there are also flames. Is that your masterpiece? "
"Yes. Is there anything else?" Laing entered the abandoned village and let out a sigh of relief.
"No, most people are cooking in the big house in the middle. We did not find any enemy attack." Astaire jumped down from the wall and landed lightly. "Do you want to join?"
"No, I've taken care of the bandits and the giant creature. I'll leave the rest to you." Laing shook his head. If he went to the big house to join the gathering, he would end up as a bard.
Walking to the door of the small house, Laing reached out to push the door. He found that the door was locked. "Teresa?"
"Laing?" The door opened. The sorceress, wearing a woolen coat and a purple silk dress, let him in after confirming that it was Laing. She then locked the door. "You've been gone for a long time. I've boiled the water."
The room was equipped with magic lamps. The yellow light illuminated the interior of the house. The sorceress had sealed the big hole in the wall with a spell and wooden planks. The fireplace was reinstalled, and there was a pot of hot water in it.
"Ah, after a tough battle outside, there's a woman who can boil water for me. Not bad." Laing took off his chainmail and sat cross-legged on the carpet. "Why isn't it soup?"
"Tsk, you bastard." Teresa's beautiful face was pale from the cold. As soon as she sat down, she wrapped herself in a blanket. "Okay, the ingredients are ready. You can cook now."
Laing did not say anything. He used the corn, ham, and vegetables delivered by the caravan to cook a pot of corn, vegetables, and ham soup. Then he took out a knife to skin the hare and hung it in the fireplace to roast.
"Teresa? How is it? How does it feel to be out on an adventure? "Laing did not stop what he was doing. He took the initiative to start a conversation.
"Not bad. Traveling is not as difficult as I thought." The woman nodded. Her thick black hair fell like a waterfall, flashing with a faint light.
"Oh, is that so?" Laing smiled disapprovingly.
"Okay, okay, Laing, I know you take care of me. Can't I express my gratitude?" Teresa, of course, knew why the man was smiling. The woman pouted. "You know what? I've never been so close to a man other than you. We're even staying in a small house at night. "
"Yes, yes, yes. Should I feel honored? As your bodyguard? " Ryan glanced at the sorceress from the corner of his eyes. Ever since he met her, Theresa had always been cold and aloof in front of others. It was indeed an honor to see her pouting like a little girl.
"As a teammate … You went through a battle?" The sorceress quickly noticed the snow and mud on Laing's chainmail.
"Yes, I encountered bandits and mutant creatures." Laing told the sorceress about his experience, including the bandits and the silver boar. He only hid the part about the White Wolf God of War, Yurik.
While they were talking, the corn, vegetables, and ham soup was ready. Laing put it in a bowl and handed it to the woman.
"That's strange. You let the bandits go. You didn't kill them or help them. You just gave them some bread?" The sorceress took the wooden bowl and looked curious. "Their lives are in your hands, but you didn't change their situation. That's not like you."
"What can I do? Only the Church of the Goddess of Mercy and the Church of the Moon would give them money out of kindness. Kill them? They're the people of the Kingdom of Nords, our compatriots. As a knight of the Kingdom of Nords, I can kill a few evil people, but it's too much to kill them all unless it's really necessary. " Laing shook his head. "Actually, it's simple. This place can't support so many farmers. The existence of nobles means that there's a limit to the number of people the area can support, and this limit will decrease with time."
"You don't want to help others with your own money, and you don't want to kill people. That's really your style." The sorceress nodded. Laing was a person who respected the most basic moral bottom line. He had the eight virtues of a knight, hated evil, and promoted justice.
However, compared to the pedantic paladins or the priests who served the Goddess of Mercy, Laing was a treacherous person. He wouldn't act unless there was a rabbit, and he wouldn't do anything without benefits. He also liked to bargain to get more benefits for himself.
In the words of her mother, Laing, "Laing's characteristics are tolerance within the rules and kindness above the bottom line."
He was very young and had great strength. He was humorous and knowledgeable. He was a good companion on the journey. After staying with him for a long time, Teresa felt that the young knights and nobles she knew in the Kingdom of Nords were scum.
"What about the mutated wild boar?" The sorceress was only interested in Laing's method of dealing with the bandits, not the bandits who couldn't survive. In the sorceress' eyes, these people were inferior and expendable. After she figured out what Laing was thinking, the topic stopped.
"It's just a powerful mutated creature. It's the same as the Gryphon, Manticore, and Hippogryphs." Laing turned the iron bar, and the roasted rabbit kept spinning in the fireplace. The animal fat dripped on the firewood and splashed sparks, and the smell of roasted meat gradually spread.
About a thousand years ago, the Evil God of Chaos descended on the northern wasteland, and the northern wasteland was gradually corrupted. A few decades later, the first Evil God of Chaos, "Unifier" Moka, appeared. He gathered an Army of Chaos of more than 500,000 people and opened the Gate of Chaos. Although the people of the Empire knew little about the Great War of Defending the Empire was hidden in the long river of history, its scale and severity far exceeded all the wars in the history of the Empire. Even the powerful firearms invented in the current era couldn't compare. The victories of Moka's army caused the energy of Chaos to surge, and the breath of the God of Darkness from the north bathed the entire old world. This caused the material world to gradually transform into the realm of Chaos.
At that time, the founding emperor of the Empire, Charlemagne, who was already more than 500 years old, also gathered all the troops of the Empire, the dwarves, and even the descended gods to the north to meet the enemy, and carried out the 54th and last expedition of his life.
In that fierce battle, the greatest knight under Charlemagne's command, Roland, used his life in exchange for a path to Moka's position. Charlemagne and Moka had an earth-shattering duel, and in the bloody battle for a day and a night, Moka had forced Charlemagne into a desperate situation several times, but in the end, Charlemagne seized the opportunity and successfully beheaded Moka in public, and the army of Chaos collapsed.
Although the army of Chaos had retreated, the influence of the wind of Chaos had penetrated into all aspects of the main material world. Many mutated creatures were born, and the most famous of them were the Gryphon, which was half-lion and half-eagle, the Manticore, and the Hippogryphs, which were half-deer and half-bird.
"The erosion of Chaos brought about corruption and degeneration, but it also gave birth to powerful magic and creatures." Laing nodded. "Have you seen the dark elves?"
"I've seen them in the library, but I've never come into contact with them." The sorceress nodded. She liked it when Laing talked about the unwritten rules and knowledge of the continent, and she learned a lot from it.
"Among the dark elves, there are specialized beastmasters who tame these mutated beasts into battle. Hehe … Most of the beastmasters are female, and they hold whips. Sometimes, they don't just use them for battle and taming beasts …"
"Laing!" Teresa's voice rose.
"Alright, hehe. I mean, we humans are the same. For example, the most elite Gryphon Knights of the Empire, and the Duke of Leinster of Brittany, who rides a large hippogryphs. As for the Manticore … Well, many parts of the manticore can be sold for a good price." The knight cut the roasted rabbit apart with a knife and smiled. "That kind of mutated wild boar is called the Silver Porcupine in the records of the Empire. It has the ability to attack from a distance, and its fur is very hard. Its weakness is its soft underbelly, but it's a little strange."
"A little strange?" The sorceress tore the roasted rabbit in small bites. Laing's cooking was really good. With the seasoning, the rabbit meat was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the texture was delicious and chewy.
"Hmm, it's a little strange. Logically speaking, wild boars shouldn't appear in northern areas like Nord when the weather is so cold. Even if they do appear, it's really strange that wild boars would take the initiative to wander in the forest during this season. Even if they mutated, they would still retain their animal instincts. In this season, most wild boars would find a warm nest to hide from the cold and only come out in the afternoon and afternoon. It's a little abnormal for them to take the initiative to appear at night." Leon rubbed his chin. He keenly felt that something was wrong.
"Maybe it's just a coincidence? Maybe there's not enough food? " Teresa did not think much of it. The temperature in the room gradually rose with the efforts of the fireplace. The sorceress let go of the quilt, revealing her slender, white, swan-like neck. There was a string of pearls on it, and her noble and elegant temperament was fully displayed before Laing. The sorceress looked languid and relaxed as she leaned on the quilt. "Anyway, you'll hold him back. My spell will send him to the Grim Reaper."
"But I'm still worried, Teresa. Do you really know Bernt? Or rather, do you really understand what a Demon Hunter is? "
"Uh … What is it?"
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