King Leoric's royal guard was composed of a group of elite warriors led by Rakdanan. Rakdanan is the head of the Knights of the Cult of Light, the champion knight of Kegistan, a brave and loyal warrior. Leorik trusted him so much that he acted as his right-hand man.

Liszt knew that King Leorik had a purpose in his trip, but joining the Imperial Guard still made him feel a little inappropriate.

"Dear Your Majesty, thank you for your kindness, but the combat style is not suitable for team combat, and the combat style is also contrary to the style of the army led by Rakdanan, not that I don't want to be loyal to Your Majesty, but I am afraid that my participation will not be able to achieve the purpose of improving combat effectiveness." Liszt politely declined.

"That's right." Leorik frowned, he hadn't thought of it, but he couldn't give up on taking this talent under his command, especially since he was short of manpower right now.

"Otherwise," Leorik smiled again as if he had suddenly thought of something, "I propose that you and my son Aidan be organized into a separate team to carry out some special tasks. Although Aidan is far worse than you, only his strength is closest to you at present, so you can usually learn from each other. How is it? ”

Do you accompany the prince to study? Liszt knew that this kind of thing would not take much of his time, because Aidan had clearly developed his own fighting style and did not need his own teaching. This was just the right time for him to look for Ms. Nataya.

Liszt no longer shirked, and bowed to thank King Leorik again for his kindness. Leorik was also very happy, and after a few pleasantries with a few people, he left with Lazarus.

Austin looked at Liszt, stared at him and asked, "Kid, how old are you this year?" ”

"Fourteen just arrived." Liszt replied.

Hearing that Liszt had just turned fourteen, Austin stood up in shock and walked around the room, looking very uneasy.

This made Liszt a little strange, and Grandpa Austin's complicated expression seemed to be more than surprise, there was something else.

"Five years ago, when I first met Aidan at the age of fifteen," Austin paused and said slowly, "but at that time, he defeated Rakdanan, who was already a champion knight. ”

"At that time, people were excited and inspired by the miracle of that child, but no one questioned why that child was able to do this, everyone just attributed everything to Aidan's genius."

"But, as far as I know from a few words in a mutilated ancient book, it is impossible for a mere genius to reach that height." Austin shook his head, "Legend has it that in ancient times, the ancestors of mankind once possessed great power, but this power gradually lost as it continued from generation to generation. I thought that Aidan might have the power of the legendary ancestors, but now I realize that it is you, my child, who really have this power. Austin sighed and looked at Liszt.

Liszt thought it was a bit ridiculous and incredible, but he had seen more bizarre things, so he didn't care too much. Even if he is a descendant of angels and demons, what can he do? He's still him, nothing will change.

"Child, you don't understand. The power of humanity has been suppressed in some way for unknown reasons, and only by unlocking this restriction can you exert your true strength! Austin looked at Liszt, who was full of care, and said with a smile, "I know that you are a strong child, but I don't know much about these ancient things, maybe you can pay more attention to the clues in this area in the future, and it will make you gain a lot, child." ”

Liszt understood Grandpa Austin's love for him, but he was still skeptical of what he said about the ancient powers, but he still agreed.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and finally, with the first cheers of the lucky ones, the continent ahead was clearly visible, Canduras, was about to arrive!

Stepping on the long-lost land, Liszt felt a lot more steady, and the depression and irritability of wandering on the sea surface were also dispelled by the fragrance of the earth, and he suddenly became refreshed.

On the orders of King Leorric, this time the men's destination was Tristram on the western side of the Tymo Mountains, where he was to establish his own center of rule.

The ministers and priests who accompanied him had apparently heard little of the place, and raised their questions with King Leorik, but after Lazarus, who was on the sidelines, explained that it was God's will, they had nothing to say.

Liszt found out that King Leoric was actually not very reluctant to go to that place, but it seemed that Lazarus had some influence on him and made him change his mind, which couldn't help but make Liszt wary. If all this was planned by the archbishop, then some kind of conspiracy must have been brewing in that place. With the improvement of Liszt's psychic strength, his sense of other people's hearts has become stronger and stronger, and now, he can already feel the superficial emotions of most people, but this Lazarus, he can't feel anything. And the only explanation for this is that he closed his heart. But why did he do it?

Liszt could not openly question Lazarus's abnormality, because in the eyes of others, he was still the majestic and dignified archbishop, and even King Leorik respected him, and all this was only Liszt's own feelings and speculations, and although he believed his feelings, he still lacked substantial evidence.

"I'll always catch you showing your feet!" Liszt thought to himself.

Since then, Liszt has paid special attention to Lazarus's every move, but from crossing the vast Aranok Desert to climbing over the steep Mount Taimo, Lazarus has behaved as a completely devout believer, without any oddities, and the normal ones make Liszt wonder if he is too cautious. However, he felt that maybe it would be Tristram that the truth would be revealed.

Along the way, with the protection of the Royal Praetorian Guard and Paladins, they did not encounter any danger, but for the ministers and priests who were accustomed to living on the edge of the damp and shady jungle, crossing the largest desert in the Western Continent was still a source of anxiety. So the team kept moving very slowly. After more than a month of stop-and-go, the team finally reached the destination of the trip, Tristram.

Nestled on the banks of the Tassandr River in Canduras, Tristram was a barren place more than two hundred years ago. Diablo, the notorious Lord of Dreads in Hell, was captured by the Archangel Tyrell's Hradim Organization on Earth and sealed with the Soul Stone provided by Tyrell. In order to keep this hellish demon god forever in the long river of history and no longer harm the world, the monks of Hradim built the Heradim Monastery and the huge and complex catacombs here, and sealed the soul stone of Diablo in the deepest part of the tomb......

Over time, rumors of demon kings and treasures attracted many adventurers eager for wealth, and slowly, people settled here, and a small town called Tristram sprung up next to the monastery, and many of the surrounding farmers and residents gradually moved in, giving the town a new lease of life.

On this day, as usual, Decard Kane, is ready to go to the academy to teach the town's children. As a descendant of Jared Kane, who led the Hradims to seal the Lord of Fear more than two hundred years ago, Decard Kane is the only member of Heradim today. His family had been in the habit of recording the history of the world for generations, but by the time Decard Kane passed it on, the legendary demons and angels were so far away that even Kane doubted the authenticity of the history handed down by his ancestors. Therefore, he is now studying the history of the past while teaching children knowledge and living a simple and simple life.

Kane was thinking about the introduction of the three demon gods of hell that he saw last night, when he suddenly heard a noisy voice in front of him, Kane looked up curiously, only to find a group of people in exotic costumes marching towards the center of the town, including soldiers and nobles. More and more residents were attracted by this movement and watched curiously at the door.

After the team reached the center of the town, it stopped, and saw a middle-aged man in the queue in noble clothes riding a horse, standing tall at the front of the line, so that everyone in the town could see his figure.

"Hello, inhabitants of Tristram, I am the emissary of the Holy Cult of Sakaram from the East, and I will establish a kingdom of light in the land of Canduras. You have experienced many darkness, fears, and threats in this borderland, but from now on, I will sow light in this land, banish all evil with the blade of light, and deliver you from the abyss of darkness to create a happy land! I am your King Leorek! ”