Chapter Forty-Six: The Rookie Kaye

Three faces appear above Robin at the same time.

Starlight streamed through their gaps, casting a splash of color on his face.

Robin's gaze was misty, as if he was still in a dream.

Yes.

Even now, after being resurrected, he still feels that this world is extremely strange and unreal.

His brow furrowed slightly.

Robin opened his star-black eyes and looked at them with difficulty, recognizing them one by one.

Heloise's bronzed skin was carved out of steel, and her wide, thick chin almost covered her entire face.

It is vaguely recognizable, and it is still an iceberg expression.

Gail's long red hair was blown by the night wind, like a flame, and under the starlight, it became silent.

She looked concerned, her turquoise eyes filled with joy and wonder.

Both Gale and Heloise had their white clerical guard clothes now dusty, and the sand mixed with blood made their robes filthy.

The other one-

He has a thin face, long golden hair, amber eyes that shine like jewels, and his eyebrows are full of heroism.

"Who is this?" Robin looked puzzled.

The other seemed to notice the change in expression on his face, revealing a row of neat white teeth, and smiled at him.

"Hello, I'm ......"

"Huh?" Gail blinked wide, touched his face with one hand, and squeezed it hard.

Robin's face is warm and bouncy.

The color of blood is also slowly returning, and it is no longer the pale it used to be.

His life characteristics are steady and continuous.

"He's alive." Kaye concluded.

Gail burst into tears and laughed, then threw himself down and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Great, Lord Robin." She choked up a little and said with a smile, "You're still alive." ”

Tears glistened in Gail's eyes, wetting Robin's shirt.

Robin only felt a warmth on his neck.

In his breath, it seemed that he could still smell the smell of the other party.

Well......

It's hard to put into words, the breath of a warrior.

"yes......"

Robin raised his hand in a daze and put it under his eyes.

The air around him surged slightly, blowing on his hands, evaporating the moisture from above.

A chill.

Gail's body was as warm as flames.

He opened his mouth in delight.

The corners of the mouth curve upwards in a bright arc.

I'm still alive.

But......

The next moment, Robin's eyes suddenly darkened.

The white man with long silver hair......

He still doesn't know the name and identity of the other party.

It was then that Flashwhite pounced with joy and stuck out his tongue and licked it frantically on his face.

"Haha, flash...... Don't do this...... Don't ......"

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"Hahahaha." Kaye's wild laughter rang out in the night sky.

The trio of Iternaire looked at the eccentric hero of more than a hundred years ago with disdain.

Together with the round elven wolf, they all stared at this strange man with a pair of big silver-white eyes, and looked at this strange man with a confused expression.

Was Kaye really like this in history?

The corners of Robin's mouth twitched, he originally thought that, according to the description on the epitaph, Kaye should be a particularly calm and steady image of a female general full of wisdom.

Hearing such a terrible and wild laughter, he couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Is this really the watchman, the one who swore to guard this place and give his life?

Is this really the so-called warrior full of wisdom and courage in history?

Is this really the hero of Sykorid, the great leader who once led thirty-six knights to guard here?

Even Robin suddenly suspected-

Is there a wrong person buried in that Watchman's Tomb?

……

After some introduction, Robin the Chosen One reacquainted himself with Kaye, the hero of Sykorid, more than a hundred years ago.

And Kaye also re-acquainted himself with the world.

Her amber eyes glittered in the night sky, looking at the world with curiosity like a newborn baby.

Her chest heaved.

The excitement in my chest could not be calmed down for a long time.

After about ten seconds, Kaye smiled.

She crossed her hands on her hips and looked at the sea, with a little more vicissitudes in her eyes, but there was no lack of pride.

"I can't imagine that more than 100 years later, this sea is still the same as before. And ......"

Kaye let the sea breeze blow through her long golden hair, and the soles of her white feet were cold from the back-up water.

The carved face was brightly illuminated by the starlight.

She was wearing an old, yellowed bronze leather armor that barely covered the vital parts of her body.

Two long thighs are exposed, standing straight.

A faded triangular scarf tied at the waist fluttered in the wind.

It's like a majestic Amazon warrior.

"There is no shortage of heroes in every era, and it seems that it is as interesting as ever, hahahaha......"

Her wild laughter resounded in the air, not caring for the discriminatory gaze of others.

Kaye turned and looked at Robin with a soft look in his eyes.

"It seems that Itnair has ushered in a great Chosen One."

Robin was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer her.

Perhaps.

He twitched his nose slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but laugh.

One way or another.

After receiving the praise of the hero more than a hundred years ago, Robin's heart is still very happy.

In the next second, Kaye fell to one knee on the ground, one hand hanging to his side and the other to the front of his knee.

Robin's mouth opened, his heart pounding.

"Why?" He stood straight on the ground, looking at the hero of more than a hundred years ago in bewilderment.

Why kneel down to me.

The other two Itnerians had the same shocked expressions.

"The watchman of Sekorid, who died more than a hundred years ago." Kaye's tone was calm, keeping his head down, as if he was taking a solemn vow, "Kaye Flynn in front of you now, is a reborn. My life was earned by you, and I must repay you. ”

With that, Kaye raised his head and looked at Robin steadfastly, "Honorable Messenger from Itnair, you may choose to take back my life, as you have given me.

You can also choose to have me at your service and be your faithful servant.

I will spend the rest of my life repaying you, following you, and serving you with all my might. “

"Serve me?" Robin's eyes narrowed, with a hint of doubt, "Are you going to join the Divine Order of Iternel and give up your identity as a Secreid?" ”

"No," the watchman cut off his words, and replied categorically, "I am subordinate to you alone, loyal to you alone. ”

“……”

Hearing her words, everyone took a deep breath.