"Pawar?"
Old World, Brittany, Winford Duchy, Earl of Glamorgan, downtown Jean Town. In a bar called "Salutation of the Holy Grail" on Champion Avenue, Holy Grail Knight Armand and Royal Knight Xhex were chatting about the knight promotion order.
This was the most upscale bar in town. One could find all the best wines in the world here, including the Wood Elven Fruit Wine, the finest wines produced by the Winford Wineries, Aubien, Latour, and Lysarius, the finest ale of the Empire, Cobain's Premium (specially produced by the Imperial Family), Dwarf Bargman's Beer, and the finest magical wines produced by the High Elves.
Some distinguished guests could even taste the "Lady's Collection" that was produced next to the Lake Fairy's Tower. It was personally cultivated and brewed by the Lake Fairy herself.
The production of the "Lady's Collection" was very small, so only a few people were qualified to drink it. Although Ivan, the Griffin Duke from the Empire, said that the taste of the "Lady's Collection" was better than all the other wines in the Old World, but it was still slightly inferior to Winford's first-class wine, "Lysalus," all the Brittany firmly believed that the "Lady's Collection" was the best wine in the world.
Even Count Laing's father-in-law, François, firmly believed so.
There were not many guests in the bar. They were undoubtedly the famous people of the Old World, great nobles, Holy Grail Knights, Expedition Knights, and rich businessmen. The owner of the bar had always been a mystery. People only knew that behind the "Salutation of the Holy Grail", besides the Count and the Countess, the Lady seemed to be involved as well. At least, Her Highness Morgiana, the Lake Fairy Witch, would sometimes appear here. The bar would also provide free drinks and delicious meals for the Expedition Knights who passed by.
The floor was made of hardwood and shiny as if it was new. A prophet of the Lake God was counting the drinks behind the bar. White magic lamps illuminated the interior of the tavern. The wooden bar, tables and chairs made of high-quality pear wood reflected the light. Golden patterns of the Holy Grail and iris flowers were everywhere in the tavern. Most of the knights and nobles present were polite. Those who were rude would be quickly dragged out and listed as unwelcome.
The nobles of the kingdom, famous people from all walks of life, and some foreign businessmen who came here wanted to drink in this bar. However, the bar was always limited to 20 seats. Some of the booths had been reserved for a month.
Hex was not used to it. The kingdom's knight, whose eyes were cold and only had the ambition of reviving his family, was a little reserved. His glass was empty. The kingdom's knight was not as confident as Armand, the Knight of the Holy Grail. He dared to loudly ask the Lady Prophet of the Lake who was sitting behind the bar to refill his glass. In this kingdom, the Lady Prophet of the Lake enjoyed great privileges and ignored the constraints of the law. Only Morgiana and the blessed ladies like Leon could order them around.
As Laing's subordinate, Hex was responsible for military training, especially the training of the serf infantry regiment and sergeants. Because the Kingdom Knight always looked bitter and resentful, the soldiers were afraid of him.
Unlike Hex, Armand, the Holy Grail Knight, only looked relaxed and enthusiastic.
The Blood Duke was dead, and his family had been avenged. The Holy Grail Knight, who had vowed to avenge the Blood Duke since he was a child, could finally put down the heavy burden of his thoughts and go on his way. He saw that Hex's glass was empty, so he drank up his big beer glass and reached out his hand. "Miss, we need a refill."
The Lake Fairy Prophet refilled the Empire's best dark beer for the two of them.
Over beef patties and milky white cod soup, Armand said, "Where were we just now?"
"The legend from serf to Holy Grail Knight, Pavel."
"Yes, Pavel." Armand nodded. He whispered, "Pavel is a real legend. This honorable man used his life to complete an incredible myth."
"Pavel was born in a remote village. When he was young, he decided to offer all his beliefs to the Lady. As he was only a serf, the path left for him was very simple. He became a pilgrim to the Holy Grail and followed a famous Knight of the Holy Grail, Sir Raloch, for most of his life. Decades of asceticism made him an excellent warrior."
"After following Sir Larocque for most of his life, Pavel, who was already 50 years old, faced a huge test. The Holy Grail Church that Sir Larocque was guarding was attacked by the Skaven Rat Men army. The Holy Grail Knight led the Holy Grail Pilgrims and fought a desperate battle with the Skaven Rat Men. In the end, Sir Larocque and the Rat Men warlord died together. The Holy Grail Pilgrims suffered heavy casualties. Almost all of them were killed."
"All of them were killed?" Hex could imagine the tragedy of the battle. The Skaven Rat Men must have planned to take the holy relic from the Holy Grail Church. The Holy Grail Knights and Holy Grail Pilgrims were outnumbered, but these people would not waver. They would only hold on until the last moment.
"Except for Pavel … This 50-year-old serf actually guarded the Holy Grail Church and Sir Larocque's body alone for three hours! He held on until the reinforcements arrived and wiped out the Rat Men! It is said that when the reinforcements arrived, Pavel was covered in blood and was unconscious. He was stabbing the broken sword in his hand into the head of a Rat Troll! "
"This is …" Hex was shocked by Pavel's feat. He fought against the Rat Men army alone for three hours?!
"After the war, Pavel won the title of 'Rat Man Slayer' because of his feat. He was also praised by the Lady. He was brought to Colona to meet the king, and the king directly made him a Knight of the Kingdom in the Holy Grail Church!"
"Pavel did not surrender. This pilgrim who yearned for the Holy Grail all his life was not tempted by the status of a noble. He swore an expedition on the spot and began his own Holy Grail expedition."
"This journey lasted for fifty years. Pavel's journey to the Holy Grail lasted for fifty years. When everyone had forgotten about him, he returned. Pavel, who was already a hundred years old, had red eyes. His body flashed with the blessing of the Lake God. There was no doubt that he was already a Holy Grail Knight. The pilgrim used his own life to compose a movement that belonged to the Holy Grail. From a serf to a Holy Grail Knight, the deeds of this Holy Grail Pilgrim inspired generations of serfs. He personally proved the justice of the Holy Grail."
Armand said with some emotion, "So you know why there are so many Holy Grail Pilgrims, right? Not everyone can get the attention of the Lady. The serfs understand that if they want the Lady to pay attention to them who are not knights, they need some special methods. "
"Piety … This method is really special. The Lady will always smile at the believers who have spent a lot of time on the battlefield and the church." Hex sighed at the serf's desire. He hesitated and said, "If a serf can perform like this and become a noble … I have nothing to say."
"It seems that you still have some opinions about the knight promotion order?" Armand keenly sensed the discomfort in Hex's tone.
"Who doesn't? There are so many titles of knights. Some people get more, and some people get less. Yes, the nobles in the north have suffered heavy losses in the fight against the Chaos. They may need this. But in the south, there are many young men who can become knights. Why don't we transfer some people from the south? Why do we need to select a few serfs? " Hex complained. "Since it is the Lady's order, then I have nothing to say. Three then. This number is acceptable."
"We always have to give some opportunities." Armand looked at the bright magic lamp and continued.
"Isn't it enough to become a soldier? Their whole family is free people! Isn't that enough? "Hex seemed to be irritated. He said," Rangers? They can ride horses and fight with the knights. Isn't that enough? "
"It's not enough, Hex. Can you tell me how it feels when you ride a horse, fully armed, raise your lance, and charge while shouting the Lady's name?" Armand muttered to himself.
"I feel like I have the whole world," Hex replied seriously.
After a long time, the kingdom knight who was over thirty years old suddenly blushed. "I understand, Armand. I am too shallow."
"Very well."
…
In the middle of November, at night, in the Mannan dry dock in the Bordero Principality, a giant ship of the high elves was slowly leaving the shore.
Hundreds of high elves were moving quickly on the deck and in the hold of the ship, pulling the sails, raising the anchor, and keeping watch. All of the high elves were doing their own things in an orderly manner. Compared to human galleons that were extremely crowded and had no personal space, the high elves' ocean-going ship was perfect and orderly even though it could accommodate hundreds of troops. There was no place to be crowded.
The sea breeze was whistling, and the galaxy was hanging high in the sky. The sound of waves was still there, and the waves were still splashing. Tegris, the great mage of the high elves, stood on the deck holding Lilith's Moon Staff. He looked at the sky silently and did not say a word.
The great mage was expressionless as he looked at the bright galaxy in the sky and the reflection on the sea surface. Those who knew him well would know that this was proof that Tegris was in a bad mood.
He tried to pray to Lilith, the Goddess of the Moon, and asked her what he should do next, but the Goddess did not respond. What Tegris waited for was the sound of footsteps behind him.
"Sir Tegris, aren't you going to rest?" The human voice sounded behind Tegris.
"Aren't you going to accompany your new wife in the cabin?"
"It's still early, Sir Tegris."
Tegris turned around. Laing, who was wearing an earl's suit, had his black hair fluttering in the sea breeze. The Chosen One champion, who had just finished her honeymoon, walked to Tegris' side.
One person looking at the stars became two people looking at the stars.
Unexpectedly, but reasonably, the wood elves were deeply vigilant and resistant to Tegris's arrival. No matter what Tegris said, the King of the Forest and his wife responded with a skeptical attitude. Perhaps in Aisley's opinion, Tegris either wanted to drag them into an endless war with the Dark Elves, or wanted the wood elves to submit to the Phoenix King again.
Aisley would not accept either. In the eyes of the wood elves, the forest was everything. Unless there was an irresistible factor, they would never give up the forest.
Never will.
Tegris was not Finnuba. He was not like the current Phoenix King, who was full of wit and charisma. He was also not Tyrion, who had a handsome appearance and strong natural affinity that even the gods would be jealous of. Finnuba could successfully visit the King of the Forest through his own method and reestablish friendship with the King of the Forest and his wife, allowing the high elves and wood elves to reestablish diplomatic relations. Tyrion had the Eternal Queen's connections, so it was not difficult for him to communicate with the wood elves.
Tegris could not. His quiet and cold words could not make the wood elves feel his sincerity. He repeatedly emphasized the arrival of the final moment, which made the wood elves in the forest scoff. What did the life and death of the beings outside have to do with them?
The wood elves only cared about their own forest.
Even so, Laing and Alaier still treated Tegris with the proper extravagance. The King of the Forest and his wife listened to Tegris' intentions in detail, and used the power of the Oak of Times to perform a divination.
The results of the divination were not allowed to be announced to the public. Tegris knew that the King of the Forest and his wife must have divined something, but what was the use of it? In the end, they still rejected Tegris's proposal to form an alliance.
"Is there no gain at all?" Laing had already predicted the outcome. The Lake Fairy had already told him that Tegris would have a hard time succeeding.
"It's not that there is no gain at all. Aisley is not as ignorant of the outside world as we thought." Tegris shook his head, "That friend of yours, Astaire, you know that he is traveling the continent as a mercenary, but in reality …"
"In reality, he and many other half-elves and wood elves like him are wandering the continent as mercenaries. They are under the orders of the King of the Forest and his wife. In name, they are traveling, but in reality, they are out to observe the situation outside and collect information," Laing added. He had already known about this.
In the wood elven observatory in the territory of Count Glamorgan, many wood elves were repeatedly doing intelligence work. The wood elves were not stupid. Their foreign policy was "absolute isolation", but this did not mean that they were ignorant of the outside world. On the contrary, the political changes and war situation of the human kingdoms and the Mountain Dwarven Kingdom were all within their grasp.
The most typical example was the Kingdom of Brittany. The Knight King's Kingdom had encountered several crises since its founding a thousand years ago. Every time the knights fell into a complete disadvantage and were in a difficult battle, the wood elves would automatically appear to assist the knights and help them eliminate the foreign enemies before retreating into the forest.
This was because if it were not for the Brittany defending their land, the wood elves would not have been able to enjoy such a peaceful life for such a long time. The knights had blocked most of the foreign enemies for the wood elves.
"That's right. I think my efforts are more or less useful." Tegris looked at Laing, "After Queen Alaier and His Majesty Laing's divination, they believe that you are the one who can let the wood elves continue to enjoy a peaceful life. They have decided to give you the title of 'Friend of Aisley'."
"In addition to the title, a group of rangers will walk out of the forest and listen to your commands from now on."
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