Orlan and Kialan, and now a sleeping princess, of course, left the abyss and returned to the surface. Before they can travel through the town of Urashiru to the Places of Trial, they need to get some rest.

Coming to the makeshift camp set up before going down to the abyss, there is food and water stored here, and Oran and Kiaran must eat something to replenish their energy, after all, they are not the kind of undead people who don't need to eat and drink. The whole "abyss journey" took them about four days to go back and forth.

This process didn't seem too difficult, and the intensity of the battle wasn't even as strong as hunting the black dragon, but only Orlan himself knew the danger. If he just dealt with the monster "Manus" Oran believed that Arterius had no reason to be so defeated, the biggest possibility was that he and Orlan faced the real Manus like him. Moreover, coupled with the long-term battle between Arterius and the Abyss, he was already terminally ill physically, so he didn't win.

Perhaps Arterius also has some unknown wound hidden in his heart.

"Alain, I heard that Arterius said that you and I are the heirs of the Four Horsemen, so can I know about the previous king's blade, before you came here." Oran still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart.

After hearing Oran's inquiry, Kialan's expression changed significantly, and it may not be a good memory worth telling. But she thought for a moment before she spoke: "I inherited not only the name of the king's blade, but also 'Kialan'. It wasn't easy for us to leave the royal city in the first place, and if it weren't for her, we would all have been buried there. She was my teacher and mother...... She was the one who picked me up in that war, who was an elf orphan...... Later, the righteous royal power collapses, and all the forces in the royal city will be reshuffled, including our four horsemen. No one agreed to fight the abyss to save Ulashlu, so only Arterius was here alone, and I followed in his footsteps. ”

Oran listened to Chialan's fragmentary memories of the past, and could probably imagine how difficult it was for her. Maybe she is still too young for an elf, but the inheritance of the will of her predecessors and the responsibility of being a king blade make it difficult for her to breathe for a moment, and people who can be regarded as relatives have died one after another, I am afraid that after the death of Arterius, her life will no longer be concerned, and she will die in front of his tomb after all.

Happily, though, Oran's arrival seems to have changed this sad ending. At least now Arterius was alive to catch up with his old friend Gough on the tower, and Kiaran was with Orlan to fight with him.

"Then I'll call you Alain in the future, and you can no longer carry so many things and keep working hard for this. Because now you are no longer the only heir to the Four Horsemen, and I am not the only one, isn't it? Oran finally put his hand on top of her head, something he had always wanted to do. After all, the elf girl without a mask is too cute, especially when she blushes.

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The night crept in, the abyss that had lost its roots, and it seemed that the screams of those monsters had become scarce, and perhaps the traces of the abyss would eventually disappear in the long river of time with Urashilu. Perhaps then it will become a dense forest again, with only a few standing ruins still whispering these distant stories.

Kiaran beside her fell asleep like a child, and after pouring out the sorrow in her heart, her sleeping face became calm and quiet, and Oran helped her pull her cloak tighter, because the wind was a little strong tonight.

"I'll wait for you in the back, you're already awake." Orlan said softly, because he had no intention of waking Kiaran up, and that he had said this to the Dark Princess.

The darkness, whose eyes had been closed, opened their eyes, which were golden vertical pupils, and she followed Orlan out of the camp.

"You're not dark, are you? Or why are you in her body, I can smell that you're not Manus's disgusting guy either. So who the hell are you? Orlan turned to Darkness.

"Hehaha, very sharp intuition, smell too, what a perfect creation...... Maybe if my essence is here, needless to say, you'll know who I am. It's a pity that I got into a fight with that pervert of Manus, so I can only use this method to see you for the time being. I thought I was going to keep watching you and that elf kiss me and I carried me all the way to the Spirit Temple, hahaha, I didn't expect you to find out so quickly. "The dark laughter is like a silver bell, and it is beautiful. But in this situation, Orlan couldn't help but didn't draw his sword, and it was okay.

"White Dragon?" Oran asked tentatively, remembering Manus's last words in the mental space - "The white dragon will tear him to pieces, hmm...... Seems to have eaten cleanly? Anyway, it's pretty much the same. ”

"Oh? Clever little one, it looks like that stupid black goblin has told you something. How's it going, did he say anything bad about me to you? ”

"I beat him up before he could say anything, how about it, do you want to taste the fist too?" Orlan looked at the "darkness" warily.

"Hahaha, it's really you, it's too similar to me, and it's very good for my appetite. If anyone dared to do that to me, I'd pound his head and giggle. Okay, don't be so nervous, people can't do anything with your delicate body right now. "Darkness, or rather, the white dragon seems to be very happy at this time.

"So, can you tell us about your purpose?" Oran's vigilance did not let up in the slightest.

"Of course, I'm not used to seeing Manus, a pervert, trying to trick you into becoming some kind of dark lord with no future. And I, I can provide you with better terms, and at the end of the day, I also own half of your 'property rights', giggles, I know you hate another statement. ”

"So, I have another guy who claims to be 'my father'? Well, I'm used to it, although it feels really bad. But at least you have a good attitude, not as aggressive as that monster with disgusting means. "Obviously, Oran can't let go of Manus saying that he is Morgan, which is an insult to him.

"Well, the dragon's physique, the dragon's eyes, the dragon's sense of smell, the dragon's acuity...... You are truly the most perfect child of mine. Don't you think dragons are a perfect creature? The white dragon slowly approached Oran, and then slowly brushed Oran's cheeks and chest with his dark arms. Orlan wanted to move his body and dodge, but an inexplicable force in the "dark" golden vertical pupils suppressed his movements.

"I don't think humans are the most perfect creatures." Orlan could still refute it.

"Giggle, mouth is so hard. Indeed, before you appeared, I didn't think there was anything more perfect than a dragon. The "darkness" that clinged to Orlan licked his lips. ()

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