The Spine of the World

A shadow moves forward in the snow, not very fast, but it feels very calm, leaving deep footprints on the snow with every step. The visitor was wearing a thick fur cloak, a hood and a scarf that covered his face tightly, leaving only a pair of brown eyes exposed. Those eyes were very bright, and although they were tired, they gave people a sense of peace of mind.

"If it weren't for Garush, the devil would have known that there were still orc tribes living here in this place," the figure muttered to himself, and suddenly the figure's arms, which were covered by thick fur, moved, and a baby's babbling came, "Oh, little one, suffocate" The figure opened the fur on his chest a little, and the face of a baby was revealed, this baby had silver eyes, and looked around with curiosity and confusion.

"Alas, this is really ......" Looking at the baby, the figure said a little helplessly and regretfully, but he didn't know what to say, this is the spine of the world, the desert of life, the paradise of ice and snow and mountains. The devil knows why he had to send the child here. But considering the child's background and his friend's dying instructions, as a paladin, he could not break the oath he had made to his dead comrades. But bringing a baby here, as other comrades say, is no different from murder.

"God, please guide me......" The figure lowered its head and began to pray, and a faint light began to emerge from the figure to form a protective film, and it could be seen that this was a brilliant paladin, and his heart was very close to the god he served, otherwise it would not have been just prayer to attract the light.

"According to your father, we will have to walk for a while before we get there." The figure looked down at the baby and said, "Avalon, the sanctuary of the Heroic Spirit, your father's homeland. ”

Half a month later

Climb mountain after mountain and snow peaks, and defeat one dangerous frost monster after another. Finally, the paladin saw a rock face exposed to the frost, with ancient totems painted on it.

The paladin, covered in scars, staggered to the rock wall, "Finally found, the entrance to Avalon." He whispered to his arms, and the child in his arms stared at the paladin who was holding him, and then turned his head to look at the rock wall. Although the child looked a little thin, he was miraculously unscathed, his eyes were still bright, and his eyes were full of thoughts and doubts when he looked at the rock wall. It couldn't have been possible with a baby, but the paladin didn't see it at all. He busied himself with taking out a small totem made of rocks and unknown pigments from the bag around his waist, which he placed on the rock wall. After a burst of white light, the rock wall vanished, revealing a tunnel with no end in sight. He put away the small totem that had fallen to the ground because of the disappearance of the rock wall, and walked in without hesitation.

Avalon, the patriarch of the Bloodaxe Clan

The paladin, who was wearing a little shabby armor, sat cross-legged in front of a one-eyed old orc with a white beard and a resolute face, and said something, this old orc is so strong, even if he is sitting, the muscles of his whole body still make ordinary people look cold. The old orc looked at the outsider in front of him with one eye, even if his face was still calm and resolute, but there were still various emotions flashing in that single eye, and it was obvious that the old man was not as calm as his face appeared.

It wasn't until the paladin finished speaking that the old orc looked at the baby surrounded by several female orcs.

"He is the child of Garush and the heir of the Bloodaxe Clan, and he will remain in Avalon, and he will continue the glory of the Bloodaxe Clan. And you, the Outsider, the Bloodaxe Clan, thank you for your deeds and pay your respects to the Clan, but Avalon is not of the Bloodaxe Clan, it belongs to all the descendants of the Prophets Garur and Reginod Tomya, and we do not welcome outsiders and do not want outsiders to disturb us, so I hope you will swear to your god with your dignity that you cannot speak of Avalon to anyone else. ”

Although this was very unkind, the paladin was not dissatisfied, and calmly swore an oath: "I, Sokoya Arlando Tirios Maias, swear in the glory of the Lord of Light that I will never mention the location of Avalon to anyone, and ask my Lord to witness it." ”

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