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In the middle of the night, a strong wind blew outside the door. Cherel said that there would be a strong wind to blow away the cumulus clouds tonight, and that a beautiful moon could be seen, which may have been a point now.

Grisenda lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. The heirloom ring of her grandfather, which she had found in the grave near the colony during the day, had disturbed her. The white gold ring, the purple gem, and the mysterious power of the non-existent constantly haunted her heart, tempting her to take another look.

She stared thoughtfully at the sky outside the window with her eyes open. After a while, she lifted the thin blanket and put on only a thin dress, and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

The ring was now on the table not far away, emitting a deep and dark purple glow in the moonlight, which looked beautiful and strange.

Somehow, Grisenda always felt that there was something hidden in this ring that she couldn't know for the time being, and the purple light emitted by this ring also contained some other powers that could not be captured by the naked eye.

She frowned, reached out, and held the ring in her hand.

The white gold band of the ring is engraved with the words "Azha". Grisenda had never heard of the name, and as far as she knew, her grandfather wasn't called Aza either. So, among the few clues she had, she deduced that Aza was the former head of the Malan family, and perhaps the first owner of the ring. As for more information, she had no way of knowing.

More clues about the ring were broken, and now Glicenta only had one question to consider, and that was whether she wanted to wear it on her hand. Nisol had warned her not to try it lightly, but he couldn't give a reason, only that his instincts told him that nothing good would come of it. In the same way, Grisenda also has a heartfelt resistance to such a monster. In the purple halo, she seemed to smell a red smell of blood, which seduced her, frightened her, and made her hesitate.

She looked up at the window again, determined to endure and not make random attempts that she couldn't guarantee.

There was a slight buzzing voice behind her, and Grisenda immediately held the ring in the palm of her hand, blocking the purple light with her own flesh, then sighed and said softly:

"Nisol, can't you sleep?"

The other party did not respond.

"Nisol?"

Glicenta silently put the ring in her pocket and repeated her words again.

The other party paused for a long time before slowly speaking.

"I'm not Niso......"

Grisenda straightened up suddenly, her pupils shrank, and she slowly turned her head, and at a glance, her whole body seemed to be congealed with blood, and she stiffened.

"Grisenda ......"

"Woo......"

Glicenta leaned back a little, slammed herself from the bed, raised her sword from the bedside, pulled it out of its scabbard, and slurred a few syllables in her throat, tears beginning to roll in her eyes.

"No, no, Grisenda, did I scare you?" the man in front of him made a gesture that was obviously inconsistent with his previous behavior, took a few steps back, and then stretched out his hand and explained. "I can tell you ......"

"You, you......" Her teeth chattered, her whole body trembled, and tears finally welled up in her eyes. "How do you ...... You're out?"

The man glared for a moment, moved his pale arm, then showed the sharp fangs in his mouth that were beyond the sharpness and length of ordinary people, shook his black and red cloak, and said, "I don't understand what you mean...... The two of us met before, in the hotel in Lonega, and I accidentally went to the wrong room, and then you ......."

"How did you find me? How did you find me? Haven't you been at Storm Fortress? You vampire...... You ......"

"No, Grisenda, I don't understand what you're saying. The man tried to get closer, but Grisenda stopped him with a swing of his sword.

"Get out, don't come near me......" Grisenda slowly opened her trembling lips and swallowed tears "Get out!"

"I ......"

"Get out of my sight! I'm not your servant! Go find that old dog in Stone, don't look for me, I'm fed up with you!" Grisenda screamed, holding her sword and stabbing at the man in front of her, but before the sword could touch the vampire that had bothered Grisenda, the man immediately turned into a puddle of red mist and vanished.

Grisenda gasped and wiped away her tears, her heart pounding in her chest. She sat back on the bed and stood up again. After going around the room several times to make sure that the man was gone, he took out the ring with purple gems from his pocket, bit his lower lip, closed his eyes, and put it on his left index finger.

Time stopped for a moment, but Grisenda didn't feel any discomfort, just the cold on her fingers, but it was very comfortable. As for some bad things and illusions that he had speculated, none of them appeared.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Grisenda!"

The door to the room was kicked open, and Nisso, with a dagger in one hand and a torch in the other, rushed into the room panting, and circled around several times before asking, "What's wrong......?"

"Oooh...... It's okay...... Just thought of something. ”

"I just heard you say the word '', did you encounter some robber or thief or something? Okay...... There are only a few people in our colony, and if you want to look up, you can find them tonight. ”

"No, I really just thought about something from the past......" Grisenda turned her head and saw a group of nervous peasants with torches and farming tools in their hands standing outside the door. She smiled at them. "I'm sorry, I just had a mood breakdown, nothing happened, let's break up......"

The peasants looked at each other, but had no intention of leaving.

Nisol looked down and saw the purple ring on Glicenta's left index finger. He lowered his voice and said:

"Is this ring the hell? I could have guessed at the time, this thing must be an evil thing, and you must not wear it, and I advise you to take it off quickly......

"No, not because of this ring. Grisenda put her hands behind her back, trying to cover her ring, even though she knew it was completely redundant.

Nisol sighed, then turned and waved at the crowd.

"Everybody's gone, there's really nothing going on here. Miss Glicenta was only a little frightened, not a robber or a thief, so you don't have to worry, let's go, let's go. It's getting late, go back and get some rest, we all have tasks to do tomorrow......"

Hearing Nisso's words, the crowd seemed to relax a little. The upright peasants gathered together and whispered for a moment, and after comforting Grisenda for a while, they closed the door and went back to their rooms.

Nisol stuck the torch in his hand against the wall and took Glicenta's left hand with his right hand, trying to take the ring off, but Glicenta stopped him.

"No, not really. ”

"And what did you dream about?"

Grisenda felt Nisso's powerful palm, blushed, and withdrew her left hand.

"It's not a dream, it's just ...... Ay...... I can't tell...... Remember the vampire of Storm Fortress that I told you about? I just sat here in a daze, and then I thought of him, and somehow I was scared......"

Grisenda looked up, squinted and smiled.

"Nisso, I can't sleep, will you accompany me outside for a walk?"

"No need, Grisenda, you should be very tired after a whole day of exploring Clay's Tomb today, so it's better to go to bed early. I'll help you take the torch away, and you don't have to think about it all the time. ”

"It's not good...... Nisol, you can go out with me for a walk, we still have a lot of time...... As Scheller said, tonight's wind has blown all the clouds away, and we can see the full moon in the wild. ”

"Forget it, there may be danger, and Mormac won't stop attacking in the dark. Besides, there are patrols keeping vigil around the colony, and isn't it a trouble for them when we go out?"

"Then let's get out of here and go to a place where no one is around...... I want to relax, okay?"

Nisol was silent for a moment.

Glicenta lowered her head, tears rolling in her eyes again.

"Please......"

"Hey......"

Nisol sighed, stretched out his right hand, and wiped it against the corner of her eye.

"Is that scary? Why are you crying like that?"

"Is it good to ......?"

"Okay, okay, it's up to you this time, but only this time, not next time. In the future, you will give me a good night's sleep, and don't sneak up and think nonsense when others are away, and make a moth like today. Got it?"

"Hmm!"

Grisenda was so excited that she almost jumped up, picked up her scabbard at the foot of the bed, inserted it back, and then put on another coat, pulled out the torch stuck in the wall, and rushed out of the door with an excited face.

It didn't take long for the wind outside to become much lighter, and it became a cool night breeze in the middle of summer. All sorts of unnamed small insects chirped in the grass, fireflies hidden in the bushes glowed in the night, and thick, dense leaves hung on the branches, as if they were about to crush their owners who supported them.

Glicenta only had to look up to see the stars in the sky. In the midst of the stars, another round moon hung in the sky, gently sprinkling the bright moonlight.

Nightroad didn't need to carry a torch at all, Glicenta had already thrown that thing away. They followed the moonlight and walked all the way, not knowing which direction to go, not knowing how long they had walked, and not knowing where their home was. Finally, they stopped next to an extremely narrow and shallow stream. There was a large stone pier beside the stream, and Grisenda jumped and sat on it.

Nisol was meant to stand next to her, but Glicenta sat him down.

It's a great place to see the moon, which is right in front of the two of them and you don't even need to look up to see it. This jade plate-like beauty seems to be very close to him, and he can touch it when he reaches out. Grisenda stretched out an arm, two fingers outstretched, and stared straight into the gentle moon through the gap.

"I prefer the moon to the sun. You can't keep staring at the sun, it's too harsh. But the moon is different, the moon can look however you want, she won't be angry at your offense, and your eyes won't sting because of her beauty...... Nisol, do you want to know what I've been through at Storm Fortress?"

"No, because I know those things will bring you painful memories. I told you not so long ago that these memories are unnecessary, avoidable, and meaningless fears. Instead of obsessing about it all the time, it is better to completely forget about the briskness. ”

"Hehe, but now I don't care, I'll tell you if you want to hear it. ”

"No need. Silence is the perfect way to distract one's mind. ”

"Ah...... How boring it is!" Glicenta's two long, white, slender legs protruded from her thin shirt and dangled in the air. "Even if you don't want to hear it, I'm going to talk about it. Nisso, if you find these things unpleasant, you might as well cover your ears. I'm right next to you, fantasizing that you're listening, so that you can both get the best feeling?"

"It's a shame that you came up with such a bad move. Forget it, I'll hear you say, you can talk about it. ”

"All right!" said Glicenta, shaking her legs excitedly again. "Do you know, why is Baron Andregaya Stonem so powerful, yet only the most inferior baron among all the nobles?"

"I don't know. ”

"That's because the most important thing in the Vasilian Kingdom is bloodline, that is, birth. The country was originally a royal state established by the exiled nobles and knights of the Andarian Empire, so more attention was paid to these cumbersome rituals and classical notions of dignity and inferiority. You know, the same principle is true of the Imperial Church. The reason why the Vasilian Kingdom was keen to believe in the Eleven Saints, the former eleven emperors of the Andalian Empire, who did not give them any substantial power at all, was unwilling to accept the more convincing Three Saints Religion was precisely because the ancient Eleven Saints Religion was the orthodox state religion of the Andalya Empire, even though the power of the Imperial Church was gradually weakening. ”

"And the founder of House Stone, as far as I know, is just a pirate leader who fled to Varana Island and was hunted down by the Andarian Empire. When the first patriarch of House Storm ascended this place, it was some time before the destruction of the Andarian Empire. During this time, they survived by plundering the meager fortune of several early colonies established by the Andarian Empire on the island. And they have an ancestral set of martial arts associated with thunder and lightning magic, so they are also known as the Storm Family. ”

"At first, no one cared much about these pirates, until one day, they were hunted down to the interior of the island by an army sent by the Andarian Empire, fled all the way from the east side of the island to the vicinity of a mountain, and expelled the Valranari people who lived near the mountain, and established their own castle, the Storm Fortress, which was also named Storm Mountain. This is where the history of the Storm Family begins. ”

Later, the Andarian Empire was destroyed by a mysterious and powerful group of otherworldly magicians, and the exiles came to the land to establish four nations. The Storms also took the opportunity to help the nobles of the Andarian Empire, who had hunted down them, and established the Kingdom of Vasilia. So they were cleared of their sins, and they were given a small piece of barren land in Storm Mountain, and the patriarch of House Storm became a baron. ”

"But there's more to the Storm Hill than just the Stormhill fiefdom today, right?" asked Nisol.

Glicenta nodded.

"Their sphere of influence today is indeed very wide. To the north could reach the Sakya Forest, control Lannega, to the east to reach New Arthur, to the south to master the commercial transport of the port of Mullen, and to the west Kingsbridge was also subject to their influence. In contrast, those old nobles such as earls and marquises are pitifully small. ”

"The conspiracy of the Storms, I don't think anyone in the entire exiled kingdom should be unaware of it. They want to take control of the kingdom of Vasilia - and they are almost successful. Sometimes, however, strength does not bring everyone to their knees: the old-fashioned nobles still do not recognize the leading position of the Storms because of their blood. In order to change this unfavorable situation in Congress, they urgently need to acquire a noble lineage. ”

"So......" Nisol had already guessed a little bit of a fallacy.

Glison sighed.

"So they came to our family, the Malan family. A family that has neither a fiefdom, nor a military force, nor any power, but only a noble name and noble bloodline. Through political marriages, they were able to raise their family's lineage and silence the old nobles in Parliament. Therefore...... You can see why I spent my childhood in Storm Fortress......"

"But you're a knight, a storm knight, a man of great strength, and not a political marriage. ”

"As for my strength...... And that's just a coincidence. I remember saying that the Storm Family's ancestral lightning martial arts are related to lightning magic, so only knights with magical runes can master it. However, not all people are suitable for carving magic runes, and only a few geniuses can further grasp the ability of magic to act on the body, and I happen to be one of them. ”

"But being a Storm Knight doesn't mean anything. Because of the contract, we were set to not be able to attack anyone in the Storms, or we would die violently...... Of course...... I think that even if I die violently, I can save my sister and die without regrets...... Unfortunately, even if I died, I wouldn't be able to take her out of the clutches of the Storm Fortress. ”

"You're a victim of a political marriage, aren't you? and your sister takes your place. ”

"Uh-huh......" Grisenda shook her leg with her head down, revealing the ring on her left hand. "It is precisely because I am so much more difficult than my sister that she is forced to take on this danger for me...... But how difficult it is to revive the family, and it is even more difficult to defeat the Storm family and save my sister. My father, whom I have never met, disappeared a long time ago, and my mother, who died two years ago, left me and my sister in the family. She was only 14 years old...... I can't imagine what kind of beast it is......"

"Marrying at the age of fourteen, which is not uncommon in the kingdom of Vasilia......"

"Do you think it's really just a political marriage? No, you're wrong. Do you know why the Storms have been able to rise from a small family to the most powerful nobles in the Vasilian Kingdom in such a short period of time?"

Nisol froze for a moment and shook his head.

Glicenta turned her head and calmed herself.

"The reason why I say that I can't defeat the House Storm with my current abilities is because my enemies are not just the forces of this family...... Or rather, my enemies are not just human ......"

"What do you mean?"

"Vampire ......," Grisenda swallowed. "If I say I'm going to rebel, my other two Storm God Knight teammates won't stop me too much. And there is no one in the Storm family who can defeat me, so it stands to reason that my revenge plan should not encounter any difficulties. However, there is an even more evil, more terrifying, and more unimaginable enemy behind them - an unknown ancient evil god. ”

"Ancient evil gods?"

"As old as Thor, the god of death, but he's not Thor. I don't know who He is, but I know that no matter how strong I am, I can't defeat the gods. So, so ......"

"The only way to defeat a god is to be a god yourself. ”

Grisenda laughed bitterly.

"How easy is it to become a god? How many heroes have wanted to become one of thousands of gods throughout the ages, but the names of the successful ones are only legends, and the losers have been written into history. Although the Storm family has no way to make one of the family members a god, they can make a deal with the god. The ancient evil god suppressed under the Storm Mountain is the fundamental reason for the rapid rise of the Storm Family. ”

Nisol frowned.

"I have never heard of such a horrible thing, and the Storms must be insane. ”

"Perhaps, but they grabbed my sister – who used to be me – not just because of a political marriage and to improve their own bloodline, but also because of ...... I guess...... They wanted to sacrifice the Malan family to the evil gods...... I don't know what they're doing it for, but I know I'm going to stop them before this evil plan is done. ”

"Become a god?"

"I don't know, if it's possible......"

"I've heard that every vast organization in the Exiled Kingdom holds some information about the ancient gods, and maybe something that can help you. Unfortunately, I'm not one of them. And this kind of information is only accessible to the top of those organizations, and most people may not have heard of it. Of course, I'm just hearsay......"

"What is considered a high-level?"

"I don't know, but I've heard that the top of organizations like the Wizards' Guild, the Warriors' Guild, the Royal Seekers' Guild, and the Golden Hand Society are all within reach. As for what kind of order you are talking about......" Niso propped his hands on the stone and looked up at the sky, as if caught in a memory. "Under the roar of the Cohen bears, the woman who rescued me is said to be the ace warrior of the Warrior Guild. Ace warriors should be regarded as the top group of people in the Warrior Guild......"

"Ace warrior?"

"Hmm......" Niso nodded. "I passed by the leader of a caravan in the colony half a year ago and learned that there are nine ace warriors in the current Warrior Guild. It is said that all of them have extremely terrifying strength that is very much more than people can imagine......"

"Ace Warrior ......"

Glicenta lowered her head and dug out the space storage stone in her pocket.

“...... Each of the Ace Warriors is extremely powerful. The number one is called the 'Juggernaut', and it is said that he is the only personal disciple of the god of war, Abinus, who has reached the level of a demigod, has lived for hundreds of years, and is one of the founders of the Warrior Guild, and if you ask him, you may be able to get some knowledge of the gods...... Of course, people like him are beyond our imagination......"

"Ace Warrior...... Ace Warrior ......"

"I've heard that the woman who rescued me in Cohen is now number three in the Warrior Guild Aces...... I remember her milky white sword, and the seemingly soft but sharp feathers floating beside her......"

"Are you talking about this ace fighter?"

Glicenta took out a red token from the space storage stone, which was engraved with the logo of the Warrior Guild, and a small text was written around it:

Ace Warrior

Thunder

Grisenda

Nisol was stunned for a moment, looked down at the token, and then looked up at Glicenta, his eyes condensed with a look of shock that could not be concealed.

"How could you ......" he stopped. "I see...... I didn't expect your strength to reach such a level, and now, I have to get to know this person sitting next to me again. ”

"Cut...... You're here again. Grisenda pouted. "Is this ID card as useful as you say? I don't know yet...... I was tricked into coming in. ”

"Countless people don't want to join such an organization, and they will even trick people into joining the association?"

"I don't know......" Glicenta poked her cheek with her finger. "I remember that I and the Storm troops had just returned in triumph...... Yes, the famous Battle of Enori...... Then I had a celebration in New Garand, where the man who claimed to be the leader of the Warrior Guild approached me and said he wanted to bring me into the guild......"

"Did the president come to invite him personally, I feel like there's a conspiracy in this matter......" Nisol said.

"Ah......hh It's the most annoying conspiracy or something, so it's a lot of brains...... He told me that as long as I entered their guild, there were many, many convenient things, and the process of joining the guild was not cumbersome, just need to register. I didn't want to be on Baron Storm's team all the time, so I happily agreed. Then they took me around the city, went to a place I don't remember very well, signed a contract, gave me the token, and let me go...... What's wrong? Is this thing useful?"

"More than useful, with this token, you can walk sideways almost through the entire Exile Kingdom - it should be said that no one in the entire Exile Kingdom will dare to trouble you. Even if you are a royal family of four countries, you need to consider your face when you act. In the same way, you can find refuge in the branch of the Warrior Guild in any city in this world, and if you have a conflict with other organizations, your guild will protect you...... All in all, with this token, you don't need to worry about it for the rest of your life......"

"But even the Warrior Guild can't stand up to a god. Maybe the Juggernaut you spoke of could help me, but I've never met him, or even heard of his name. It should be said that after I joined this guild in a daze, I never had any superficial contact with this organization. The other two Storm God Knights didn't receive an invitation from the guild, and I don't know why......"

"Maybe they think it's easier for people like you to deceive. Put it on the other two, and they probably won't agree. ”

Glicenta gave him a blank look.

"You speak like I'm stupid......"

"Isn't it?"

"Uh......h You're a man. Gritting her teeth, Grisenda jumped off the rock, and swung her fist at Nisol. "I won't tell you, it's annoying!"

She crouched down, listened to the sound of the stream for a while, then took a handful of the clear and cool water and patted her face.

"Ahh......h The water feels so soft...... But thank you......"

"Me?"

"Hmm...... You see, once my revenge plan could not be carried out, because I was afraid of even facing a rat, and it was you who helped me overcome my fear, didn't you help me a lot? Now you tell me something about the Warrior Guild, the Ace Warrior or something...... Look, aren't you useful?"

"Even without me, there would be other Niso who would have done your job in my place. ”

"Aha, what do you mean? Are all the people who call Nisol life gurus?"

Nisol smiled and shook his head.

"Why, I'm the only one, but there are many people like me who know how to overcome fear. If you really want to save your sister and revive your family, you will surely find someone who enlightens you like I did, and you will hear exactly the same things as I have said. It's not a magical thing, it's just a natural law of the world. ”

"Ah...... It's too complicated, whatever......"

Nisol tilted his head slightly, squinting at Grisenda who was crouching beside the stream.

"Who gave you that sword?"

"Oh...... You said this weapon, it was specially selected for me by Mage Dentsur from the arsenal of Icemist City. In addition to this one, the two axes that the big man took and the longbow that the little man held were all prepared for us by Master Dhansur...... You don't know who Master Dansur is, hehe, he's also a very mysterious person, you just need to know that he's a kind and kind old man. ”

"Does it have a name?"

"No...... Anyway, this sword is unique and mine, just know this. ”

"No name is bad, a loud name can represent a unique sword. Just like the moves you made up yourself, didn't you put those martial arts on your moves because they had nice names?"

"Huh...... You have a point. Grisenda drew her sword and placed it in front of her to take a closer look. "What's the name?"

The blade of the sword, made of pure gold left over from the Andarian Empire, reflects a gentle blue glow in the moonlight. The runes on the sword felt textured to the touch, but the power contained in these simple words was as vast as the sea.

"Looks like the Warrior Guild gave you a code name......" Nisol gestured to the token placed on the grass. "Thunder...... I think it's a good fit for you, your specialties are speed and attack, and when you fight, you can quickly break through the enemy's defenses. ”

"Hehe, what is the name of my sword? Is it called Thunder? I think it's okay to ......."

"Whatever you want, it's all good. ”

"Hahaha! Alright, now my sword has a name, it's called Thunder!" she raised her sword above her head, then lay it flat in the air, the tip of her sword pointing at a large tree not far away. "Thundering Sword, attack!"

The blue-white glare illuminated the stream for a brief moment, and Grisenda disappeared almost instantly. By the time Nisol came to her senses, she had rushed to the tree on the other side of the creek.

"Forget it, what a lovely tree, it's a pity to destroy it. Grisenda put her sword down, her hands on her hips, as if proud. "Since I can walk sideways on this continent as you said, then when we complete Mormich's mission, I will travel the world, looking for a way to become a god, and at the same time showing off, hehe!

"You're like a child again. ”

"No, no, no. Glicenta shook her head like a rattle. "That's strength!" she turned, pinched her chin with her right hand, and smiled slyly. "Since I'm an ace fighter, I have to have a move that I can handle. The previous rulings, judgments, and so on were too weak, and I needed to have a big move—a slash that I threw with all my might. I'm going to come up with a name, how about it? I haven't tried it yet, but it has to have a nice name, as you said...... Woo woo, let me think about it, what should I call it?"

She looked up at the moon.

"Thunder under the moon!"

With her back to the gentle moonlight, she smiled brightly and posed at Niso.

"Handsome!"