It was early winter, in a bedroom on the fourth floor of the Fairy of the Lake's tower.
The light yellow magic lamp illuminated the quiet environment in the room. There was a faint scent of irises in the room. It was the scent of the goddess and the superior incense from the high elves. The cold wind was blowing outside, but the divine power of the goddess always shrouded the whole tower. This made the inside and outside of the valley seem like two different worlds.
After talking about her plan, the Fairy of the Lake looked at Laing expectantly, waiting for his reply.
Laing stared at the Fairy of the Lake. He looked a little troubled and confused. After about a minute of thinking, the Fairy of the Lake could not sit still. She reached out and pinched Laing's face. She said unhappily, "What? My champion, are you starting to disobey me now? Are you going to turn your back on me after eating your fill? "
"… My lady, it's mainly because I don't know what you're going to do." Laing reached out and held the Fairy of the Lake's little hand in his palm. His face was full of helplessness. "Are you going to create a new god? Are you going to take the opportunity to seize the divinity and priesthood of Assuyan, the Lord of the Phoenix, or start a divine war?"
"You know my original plan for the new world." The Fairy of the Lake understood what Laing meant. She sighed. "My original plan was to choose Aralos as my husband. He has the potential to become a god. At the same time, Aralos has a daughter, a daughter born from him and the Lady of Wendrich. Her name is Carolina. This girl also has the blood of Aralos. If the plan succeeds, in the new world, Aralos will be the new Assuyan, and I will be the new Assuyan's wife. Carolina will then become the master of the new world and my daughter, and I can take the opportunity to hide behind the scenes."
Laing did not speak. The Fairy of the Lake knew that Laing was a little unhappy. She was secretly delighted. She continued to speak in a calm tone. "Of course, I don't regret my decision to choose you. What I want to say is that in my original plan, there must be a new Assuyan. The power of the phoenix and the fire of Assuyan represent the origin of the elves. As long as the fire is not extinguished, the elves will continue to exist. At the same time, we can truly use the power of the high elves."
"I understand that. But how do we create a new Assuyan?" Laing nodded. He and the Fairy of the Lake were in agreement on this point.
"We have one!" The Fairy of the Lake said confidently. She finally showed a proud expression of her plan's success. "This is the only way to create a new Assuyan! Seize the sacred fire of Assuyan, and then have a baby. He or she will become the new Assuyan! "
"…" Laing was suddenly speechless.
"Listen, Laing. The Final Moment is the arrival of endless disasters and destruction. At the same time, it also means opportunities and a reshuffling of the forces of the entire world." The Fairy of the Lake stood up from the sofa. The Fairy of the Lake moved her pair of black silk feet and flew directly to Laing's side. She circled in the air and sat on Laing's lap. She gently swayed her soft, silky feet under her skirt and whispered into Laing's ear, "This plan requires a lot of preparation. Listen to me, we should do this …"
(Whispering)
As Laing listened, the doubts in his eyes gradually disappeared. His eyes began to light up.
This plan sounds feasible!
After the Fairy of the Lake finished speaking, she hugged Laing's neck and whispered, "What do you think?"
"It's a good plan." Laing could only sigh softly. He hugged the Fairy of the Lake in his arms and sighed. "I can only say that your plan should be fine in general. As long as we can survive the Final Moment, both you and I will benefit the most. The only problem is, how can you be sure that the Shaman King Malecis is the real Phoenix King?"
"I can't tell you now, but what I can tell you is, dear Laing, the husband I have chosen, the High Elves value bloodlines far more than you think. Ossouin has never been a paradise like the humans imagined. It is full of strife." The Fairy of the Lake changed her sitting position and sat sideways in Laing's arms. She curled up in his arms and said seriously, "Malecis is the child of the first Phoenix King, Ainarion. He is the one who is loved by Ainarion. He is also destined to be the real Phoenix King. That's all I can say."
"Alright, I don't really understand you Elves. But why didn't you tell the High Elves the truth back then? And after the big mistake was made, the Elves were divided. Why didn't you want to make the truth public? " Laing hugged the Fairy of the Lake in his arms. He let the Fairy of the Lake find a comfortable position and continued to express his doubts. "This is obviously just a misunderstanding …"
"I told you, Ainarion will not allow it." The Fairy of the Lake shook her head and continued, "To put it simply, Laing, do you know about the 'Death of the Eldar'? Did your father tell you about it? "
Laing's eyes widened. He was really surprised this time. "Could it be …"
"The Phoenix King, Ainarion, died once. It was during the Death of the Eldar. Ainarion truly died, and he completely disappeared." The Fairy of the Lake laughed coldly. "But as you can see, he has been resurrected. And he has been completely resurrected. This is why Ainarion has always been indifferent to the Final Moment or the destruction of the world. No matter how many times he dies, he will be resurrected. He just needs to wait for a cycle."
"So that's how it is!" Laing began to understand why Ainarion did not care when the human gods were trying their best to stop and fight against the Chaos.
Having said that, the Fairy of the Lake gently leaned on Laing's chest. "Laing, I've told you everything I can say. I've also given you everything I can. I've bet everything on you. You won't let me down, right?"
"You've always been using me." Laing looked down at the Goddess's beautiful face. "But I've also always been using you. We are now inseparable."
"In the end, we came together. I've always believed that this was the choice of fate." The Fairy of the Lake nodded lazily. She reached out and played with Laing's black hair. "Your ascension is set for next year's Lady's Day. Morgiana has already arranged everything. I believe that you won't let me down. This kingdom will be transformed and reborn in your hands. Successor of Landuin, my love, Laing, I entrust everything to you. Whatever the future may be, you and I will face it together."
"Yes, I promise, my Lady." Laing made his promise in a low voice. His expression gradually softened. "We will face it together."
"We've also talked for a long time." The Fairy of the Lake smiled. "Are you with Morgiana today?"
"Sort of …" Ryan's answer to this question was a little unnatural.
"Then I won't disturb you?" The Fairy of the Lake poked Laing's face with her finger. "Unless you promise me that you won't mess around. It's not time for us to do that yet. Let's wait until you become king, okay?"
"Okay! I promise you! "Laing smiled. He carried the Goddess of the Lake in his arms and walked downstairs.
"Speaking of which, Laing, when you weren't here, Lyonnesse sent two beautiful noble daughters to be your maids. In the end, Morgiana chased them away." The Fairy of the Lake hugged Laing's neck and laughed. "Morgiana rarely got angry. She warned Duke Adahad of Lyonnesse that he didn't want to live anymore. Or he didn't want to be a duke anymore? "
"Hahaha!" Laing couldn't help but laugh. He carried the Fairy of the Lake downstairs slowly. "It seems that Lyonnesse is short of money again. They haven't paid off the previous loan and are too embarrassed to borrow more. So they came up with this idea."
"This shows that you are famous, my champion." The fairy in the lake smiled sweetly, her tone carrying an indescribable meaning. "There have always been rumors in the upper echelons of the kingdom, saying that you're good at everything except for your interest in women. Some people even believe that you're actually the champion of the Chosen of God."
"That's because they don't understand what Sex is." Laing complained. "The core doctrine of Sex is to tolerate all kinds of evil, to pursue all kinds of excitement, and to try all kinds of taboos. It has nothing to do with sex. At most, I have a few women. I don't understand how it can be connected."
After thinking for a while, Laing shook his head helplessly. "But it's not strange. Extreme ideas are always the most accepted by the public. With a little deviation, many people can't wait to define and label it. That's normal."
"No matter what, I will support you from behind, my champion." The Fairy of the Lake smiled and nodded.
"Thank you for your trust, my lady."
… I am the dividing line of chivalry's virtue …
Three days later, in the old world, Brittany, Muxilon Principality, Jean City.
Following Laing to Brittany was Reppu's decision. The mercenary baron made this decision after careful consideration.
Reppu was now alone. The mercenary group and a small territory he built over the past few decades had been reduced to nothing by Tarim Khan's invasion. Now, he had no soldiers and no land. If he went to the Empire's palace to seek help and support, he would only be humiliated.
The nobles of the Empire were very realistic. Without soldiers and land, it was only a matter of time before Reppu's title of baron was taken away. This cunning mercenary knew better than anyone that his achievements in the Nur War would not earn him the support of the Empire's army. At most, Emilia would give him a reward and a knighthood.
This was not what Reppu wanted. He wanted to reassemble an army and return to the borderland prince territory to rebuild his own kingdom. He wanted to become the Black Prince Littlebald again! Not a black-hearted mercenary leader, Leipu.
Because of this, he took a fancy to Laing. He felt that Laing might be able to help him. Perhaps he and his Brittany kingdom needed a representative in the borderland prince territory?
Reppu was aware that he had become a pawn. He believed that he was useful and had military achievements. He had some capital. As he expected, Laing agreed to take him in.
Following Laing to Brittany, Reppu was surprised by the prosperity and endless flow of people. He even saw the legendary wood elves openly walking around the streets, hawking their goods. He was surprised by the development of the dwarves' irrigation works and animal husbandry. He was even more surprised by the security of the entire territory.
After he was arranged to stay, Laing did not ask about the mercenary anymore. Reppu was not surprised by this. As a newcomer, it was normal for him to be treated coldly and 'left out' for a few days. When he sent a messenger to Brunswick to pay tribute, the messenger was left out for a whole month before he was received by the emperor's court.
Taking advantage of this time, Reppu the Blackheart relaxed and began to tour Gene City.
It was early winter, and the streets were bustling with people. Other than the normal shops, there were also many hawkers carrying goods on their backs and openly hawking their wares on the streets. There were also some who were making mutton soup and pancakes, selling their wares along the streets. Many citizens on the clean and tidy streets discussed the recent situation of the kingdom from time to time, and a few words could not escape their mouths.
"Old Guard!" "Awarded!" "Knighthood!"
"The Old Guard will have thirty men awarded the knighthood! This is the first time in the history of Brittany. We serfs are going to become knights! "
"Long live the Duke, long live the Lady! Long live the Lady! "
The lively atmosphere of chatter spread throughout the entire town. After work and during the slack season, almost all of the people gathered in the bars and various gathering places in Gene City to discuss this matter. The Old Guard's Honor Conferment!
Occasionally, a Knight of the Holy Grail or an Old Guard would pass by, causing people to crazily chase after and worship them. People surrounded these heroes and did not hesitate to praise them.
Reppu responded to this with a sneer and disdain.
A bunch of pugs. Look at how happy they are when their master throws a few bones at them.
Thirty knighthood seemed like a lot, but how many people were there in the whole kingdom? How many of them could enter the Old Guard?
The mercenary leader thought about it and felt that it was not a problem. Serfs should at least be given some hope of promotion, just like how pugs should be fed some bones occasionally. There was nothing wrong with that.
Reppu strolled around the city and was quite satisfied with the prosperity of the city. Although there were still many poor people, as long as they were hardworking and hardworking, there was no problem with having enough food and clothes. It was not a problem for them to have a drink in the bar occasionally. That was enough.
Unknowingly, Reppu approached the camp of the Old Guard. The camp of the Old Guard was naturally forbidden to visit, so Reppu could only stand at the entrance and look from afar. Even just looking from afar for a long time attracted the vigilant gazes of the Old Guard. Fortunately, Reppu fought bravely in the battle of Nur, so the Old Guard basically knew him.
Reppu noticed that there were many hawkers at the entrance of the camp of the Old Guard, especially those who cooked food. They carried pots and pans, set up sheds, and had already started cooking.
"Boss, what are you doing?" Reppu was quite interested in this. He approached a shed where a free man was wearing clean and tidy clothes, a bearskin coat, and an apron. Hearing Reppu's question, the boss smiled, "One look and I can tell that you are a knight from the Empire. We are cooking food!"
"Cooking food? Who are you selling it to? "Ruthless Reaper asked.
"To the Old Guard, of course!" The shop owner cut up the large pieces of cooked beef and put them into the pot, stewing them together with the radishes and potatoes. Gurgling sounds came from the big pot. "After the old guards' training in the day is over, there will be a period of free time at night. Then, we can sell things! My food is very delicious, sir knight. Don't you want to try it? "
"Then give me a bowl!" Reppu took out a silver coin.
"Okay!" The boss filled a large bowl of stewed beef with potatoes from another big pot, took the silver coin, and skillfully put it into his pocket, "Please enjoy! Sir knight, what would you like to drink? Local ale, brandy? Empire imported stout, or Kislöw vodka? I also have mead here. "
"No need." Reppu picked up the bowl and used a spoon to taste the food.
"The potatoes are cooked, and then add the beef." The mercenary leader chewed on the delicious food in the bowl and nodded, "This is the life of a peasant's dream."
"Isn't it?" The boss was still preparing the dishes. He skewered the meat, chicken, duck, pork, beef and mutton with bamboo skewers and marinated them. He also opened the bag of bread and said, "Life is getting better and better!"
"Boss, how much money do you make in a year?" Reppu asked casually.
"About 25 to 50 crowns!" The boss said happily, "I don't have to do it here all the time. Usually, I'll open a shop in a camp with more people after a war. At that time, the soldiers will have gold coins in their pockets and will be generous with their spending. Naturally, I'll make more money."
The money he made was more than what mercenaries made in a year! Reppu didn't feel too good after hearing that.
"Good afternoon, Littlebird." At that moment, a familiar voice approached. The person sat down beside Reppu without any scruples. "You really are in the mood to eat beef with potatoes in front of the Old Guard camp, huh?"
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