"Thank you for your assistance in this battle, King of the Forest. I express my respect and sincere greetings." During the retreat, Laing expressed his gratitude to Ao Laing.
Laing had expected that the Wood Elves would help, but he still had to express his gratitude.
"You owe Aisley." Ao Laing was ferocious. His words were filled with inviolable dignity and wild primitive anger. This anger could be directed at Chaos, the Green Dwarves, the Orcs, and even the Dwarves and Humans.
In history, many Human and Dwarf exploration teams were massacred after entering the forest. The Wood Elves would only let one survivor return alive.
When these people went crazy, they would even kill their own people. The Asoloren Forest was divided into twelve territories, and each territory was ruled by a Forest Lord. Different territories were different, not only did they have different cultural heritages, but they also had different gods. Even the environment and the flow of time were different.
For example, the famous Eternal Night Forest had endless eternal night, and it hadn't seen dawn for hundreds of years. Another example was the Heart of Winter, where winter had lasted for thousands of years.
Therefore, the King of the Wood Elves, Ao Laing, and Queen Alaier were only in charge of the King's Grove, which was located in the center of Esolorin Forest. The 12 Forest Lords formed the Supreme Overlord Council, which was responsible for managing the affairs of the Wood Elves.
These wood elves usually enjoyed peace and were a group of absolute isolationists. Their only wish was for the mortals outside to not bother them and live their own lives behind closed doors. Therefore, in the entire Old World, the wood elves were mostly characters in legends and dramas. Only Brittania and the high elves had established the lowest level of diplomatic relations with the wood elves. Among them, the high elves had established diplomatic relations with the wood elves because of the efforts of the "Seafaring King" Finnuba, while Brittania had established diplomatic relations with the Kingdom of Knights because it was too close to the Forest of Asoloren. The wood elves had no choice but to establish diplomatic relations with the Kingdom of Knights.
Ao Laing's arrogant words made everyone unhappy. The Brittany Knights glared at the Wood Elves, especially the arrogant Holy Grail Knights.
Even though they had signed a treaty of mutual protection and non-aggression, Brittania and the wood elves did not always live in peace. There was once an all-out war between the two sides because the roots of an Era Oak covered a Holy Grail Church. In the end, five Holy Grail Knights and a Forest Lord died in battle, and the wood elves were forced to retreat after paying the price of thousands of casualties.
There was also the fact that there was a vague boundary between the Palawon Duchy and the Azeroth Forest. Often, many serfs would try to build villages in the disputed area. The wood elves' response was also very clear. A Wild Hunt would destroy these villages along with the villagers. After a few decades, the serfs forgot about the tragedy and tried to build villages again. The wood elves, on the other hand, went on a Wild Hunt and destroyed everything.
Laing calmly waited for Ao Laing to finish his words. He felt a burning pain in his wound. A slap from the Weaver of Fate wasn't easy to bear. If it wasn't for the great whirlpool and the Great Guardian suppressing the power of the Chaos Demon, that slap would have been enough to kill Laing.
Laing wasn't joking. His opponent was a Chaos Demon!
A Chaos Demon wasn't an ordinary enemy, not to mention the number one Chaos Demon under Tzeentch, Carlos the Weaver of Fate. The Chaos Demon's combat strength was sometimes high and sometimes low because of the instability of the Demonic Wind. After Carlos established a stable energy transmission channel through the Holy Relic, he alone could deal with an army.
"Aisley also owes you." Laing paused for a long time before finishing his words, "We will help you defeat Chaos and the undead. This is Aisley's promise, and we will fulfill it. Please also abide by the trade agreement with us!"
Laing was Aisley's only trading partner.
Over the years, the Wood Elves had obtained a large amount of resources from their trade with Laing. Laing's outstanding diplomatic skills and good relations with the major forces of the Old World allowed the Wood Elves' trading post to obtain anything they wanted, including large amounts of food, tools and top-notch weapons produced by the Dwarves, marble, pottery, salt, pig iron, wood, wine, and livestock meat.
The Wood Elves replied with furs, handmade products, precious Wood Elven medicines, top-notch elven ornaments, Wood Elven fruit wine and Wood Elven clothing that were crazily sought after by the nobles, as well as various precious gems. At the same time, they also provided Laing with guidance and assistance in the breeding of pure-blooded Elven warhorses.
The Wood Elves were very satisfied with this situation, which was also an important reason why they came to help this time.
In comparison, the Brittany trading partners that the Wood Elves looked for in the past … were really indescribable. As the Wood Elves would only choose the Holy Grail Knight as their trading partner, such situations often occurred.
Wood Elves: "I need this, this, and this."
Holy Grail Lord: "I only have one type, nothing else. You want too much, and I don't have that many things."
Wood Elves: "Can't you get them for me?"
Holy Grail Lord: "I can't."
Wood Elves: "Don't you have a source? Can't you negotiate with other lords to help us get the goods? "
Holy Grail Lord: "I don't know where to get the goods. I don't know how to do that."
Wood Elves: "…"
Unlike Laing's trade with the Wood Elves, the president of the Oliver Merchant Guild, Oliver, who had exclusive rights to trade with the Wood Elves, would receive the Wood Elves' emissaries with great sincerity and listen to their trade needs and special requests for goods. As long as the Wood Elves needed something, Oliver would be able to take care of it. If the Wood Elves' request was truly large, Oliver would also be able to easily transfer goods from all over the Brittany Kingdom, or even from Marlin Castle.
Trading with the Wood Elves was truly profitable. After all these years, Oliver had already become one of the wealthiest merchants in the Old World.
After saying all this, Laing didn't say anything else and returned to the ranks of the Wood Elves' army. Here, the Eternal Guardians and Woodland Guardians advanced side by side, the Wild Cavalry and Woodland Cavalry were mixed together, and the Forest Rangers and Wild Forest Rangers were on guard against external enemies. This army of several thousand Wood Elves clearly didn't trust anyone.
The Twilight Sisters riding the Forest Dragons coldly watched the allied army formed by humans and dwarves. Very few people knew the origins of the Twilight Sisters. Even the Wood Elves only knew that the Twilight Sisters were called Nasta and Ariane. One of them had white hair, while the other had black hair. Both of them had very beautiful faces and slim figures. They both wore luxurious enchanted armor forged by the Elven God of Craftsmanship, Val.
It was said that they were the daughters of Aleil and Laing. One of them represented purity and nobility, while the other represented primitive wildness.
The Twilight Sisters were very unhappy with the Humans and Dwarves pointing at them. Under their orders, the Forest Dragons spread their wings and rose into the sky.
Laing gave up on communicating with the Wood Elves. It was already very impressive that these Hunters were willing to help him.
He walked together with François and chatted with his father-in-law. In the previous battle, François had to protect the Cannoneers and Chaos Demons. He couldn't spare any time to help Laing and the others. It was also because of the bloody battle between François and the Champion Knights of Quinnalith that most of the Cannoneers were well protected.
"How is Suria?" Laing asked, a little embarrassed.
"Suria is doing very well." François nodded with a smile. "Her physical condition is very good, and she has a large group of people watching over her at all times. The Lady also often talks to her. Her mood and physical condition are very good."
"That's good." Laing's face was a little ashamed. He smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I'm really an incompetent husband and father. Suria is pregnant, but I can't be by her side. It doesn't feel good."
"But you're fighting to protect the humans and the kingdom." François expressed his understanding. His father-in-law patted Laing's shoulder. "Without your struggle, there would be no peace. Suria also understands this."
"Sigh, no one knew things would turn out like this." Laing's face was a little depressed.
The tomb of Landuin was very close to the battlefield. The army only marched for a little over two hours before they arrived at the tomb.
It was a very simple stone tomb. In front of the tomb was a large swamp surrounded by a few low shrubs.
On the grassy tombstone, the date of birth and death and name of one of the first twelve Knights of the Holy Grail were engraved. The tomb was almost completely covered by all kinds of weeds and shrubs. Only the words on the tombstone could be vaguely seen.
"The embodiment of knight's virtue, the model of knighthood, Duke Musillon, one of the greatest Knights of the Holy Grail, Landuin, lies here. May his spirit be with us forever."
— — The second Knight King, "Reckless" Lewis.
The army stopped in front of the tomb. Most of the Brittany knights knelt in the swamp.
This was the tomb of Landuin.
He was once the brightest star of the Brittany Knight King Kingdom, the most powerful Knight of the Holy Grail. It was said that his strength was even stronger than the first Knight King Arthur.
His soul had already returned to the kingdom of the Lady in the Lake. His body was sealed and cast with molten iron. After the failure of resurrection, both the dead and the chaos lost interest in the tomb. So the tomb was abandoned to this day. Occasionally, expeditionary knights would come here to pay their respects and clean it.
"Landuin, the great ancestor, the true perfect man." Berchemund could feel the Sword in the Stone in his hand trembling. The Duke of the Red Dragon came to the tomb and knelt down devoutly. "I salute you, Knight of the Lake."
"I salute you, Knight of the Lake!" François also came forward and knelt on one knee in front of the tomb.
The Knights of the Holy Grail came forward to pay their respects. Morgiana chanted the words of the Lady in the Lake and gave her blessings.
Even the King of the Forest, Ao Laing, nodded. Ao Laing said in a rough voice, "Honorable human warrior, I will always remember the time when we fought side by side. A thousand years have passed. The strength and virtue you showed at that time have been engraved in Aisley's heart. The wood elves will never forget your story."
The Empire's generals, Dietrich and Boris Von Zhukov, also lowered their heads in silence.
The rise and prosperity of Brittany coincided with the beginning of the decline of the Empire. After that, the Black Death War, the Era of the Three Emperors, and the Vampire War lasted for hundreds of years. At that time, Brittany was the most powerful human country in the old world.
After the Tower of Dore incident, the Knight King's Kingdom declined. However, the Empire took the opportunity of the second Chaos invasion and rose under the leadership of Ludwig the Savior. The new Empire replaced the old Empire. The new Emperor, Ludwig, brought the Empire a great era of prosperity and prosperity. The Empire was thus overtaken by the new Empire.
History was always in a cycle and never stopped.
After paying their respects, the army dispersed. Only the Lake Goddess Witch Morgiana, all the Knights of the Holy Grail, several commanders of the Wood Elves, and Bellegar, the head of the Angran clan, were left. The rest of the army was ordered to leave.
Laing also came to the tomb and knelt down on one knee. Laing had done everything for the Knight King's Kingdom in those years of turmoil and war. He deserved Laing's highest respect. Moreover, Laing was the one who wanted to compete for the title of Duke of Musillon. He also had to pay tribute to Landuin to swear his legitimacy.
After a complete set of etiquette, Laing got up and took out Mjolnir. The Lake Goddess's face was full of sadness. "Forgive me, Lord Landuin. Forgive me."
The Knights of the Holy Grail were silent. Morgiana even closed her eyes.
"Boom!" Mjolnir hit Landuin's tomb heavily, and the tombstone was destroyed.
"Boom!" The tombstone made of molten iron could not stop Laing's warhammer. Gravel and iron pieces shattered.
"Boom!"
After repeated attacks, Landuin's tomb was finally destroyed. The remains of the greatest Knight of the Holy Grail appeared in front of everyone.
Thousands of years had passed, and Landuin's remains had long rotted. Now, only some pieces of flesh and fluid were left on the bones. And in Landuin's body, a strong chaotic decay and a strong will were still colliding. Next to the body, Landuin's sword, "Knight Immortal", and his lance, "Indestructible Light of the Lake", were placed here.
"This is?!" Everyone looked at Landuin's remains, and their faces changed.
Only Laing looked calm. He ignored the chaotic decay and strode forward, approaching the body. His palm, which was burning with psionic fire, pressed on the bones. The champion of the Lady of the Lake purified the whole skeleton.
The divine light of the Lady of the Lake opened the sky, and the power of the goddess penetrated the sky. The Knights of the Holy Grail piously praised the name of the Lady of the Lake, and their mistress also smiled at the Knights of the Holy Grail. The goddess was wearing a low-cut Muse evening dress that outlined her perfect figure. Her long golden hair was dazzling. She stretched out her hand, and a soul left her divine kingdom and went to the mortal world.
This soul was so dazzling and pure. He exuded a golden halo around him. Anyone who saw him could feel admiration from the bottom of their hearts. A sense of reverence rose from the depths of their souls.
It fell on the remains of Landuin under everyone's gaze.
It was a mighty knight who was so handsome that he did not look like a mortal. He was gentle, generous, and courteous. His entire body was shrouded in the divine power of the goddess of the lake. This heroic spirit looked sadly at his own tomb and Mu Xilong's current corruption and depravity without saying a word.
He was Landuin, the first Duke of Mu Xilong, Arthur's best friend, the great Knight of the Lake.
Laing and the others all took two steps back, waiting for his reaction.
"In the end, I was awakened," Landuin said slowly. His face was filled with deep sorrow. "I am a sinner. My sin is unforgivable. It was me who made Mu Xilong become like this."
"But I still have a mission to complete." Landuin suddenly grabbed his sword. He let out a long roar, and under everyone's incredulous gaze, he slashed the sword at his own neck.
The body of the heroic spirit was cut open, and a thick mist of blood emerged from the wound on Landuin's neck.
Laing was so shocked by this scene that he was speechless.
Everything was not over yet. The mist of blood grew bigger and bigger. Soon, a strong arm with flesh and blood stretched out from the wound on the neck.
That hand was holding his own sword, "Knights do not die by their bare hands." A middle-aged knight of the Holy Grail, who was wearing a bright silver enchanted plate armor and a cloak with the coat of arms of the Iris Flower family on a black background, and had long black hair, pulled out from the destroyed body of the heroic spirit. The knight's iron boots landed on Muxilon's swamp.
His whole body was shining with silver light. He was like a human god in ancient mythology who fought against the Chaos Demon, standing proudly between heaven and earth.
"This is the Lady's expectation of me. I must complete it. I have committed too many sins. I must bear my mistakes."
"Laing Macado! The Lady's Chosen Champion! Attack me! If you really want to become the Duke of Mu Xilong, then defeat me! Defeat me, the first Duke of Mu Xilong, and prove your qualifications! "Landuin, who was in his prime, raised his sword and roared at Laing," Draw your sword! Laing Macado! "
Laing nodded calmly. He motioned for everyone to step back and held the hilt of his sword.
Vengeance was unsheathed.
"Then, please advise me!"
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