The border between the east of the Dawn Kingdom and the Elven Kingdom, the town of [Longor].

This former trading point has become a lively town with years of trade development, humans, elves, minotaurs, tiger people, etc., all the intelligent races that exist in the kingdom of Dawn can be seen here, and only one place in the whole town is very quiet and deserted, and the two-person high stone wall separates a separate world in the town.

This is the camp of the Knights of the Sun, and it is also responsible for supervising the order of the entire town, not for humans or elves, but for the overall order of all communication points along the entire border.

Middle-aged Freeman is sitting in the hall of the Knights reading a book, originally his mentor Artha led the [Knights of Light] to sit here, since Pope Othello I succeeded to the throne, Artha and his Knights of Light were recalled to the church city, and Freman led the more energetic and popular Sun Knights to guard.

Time has not left much of a mark on this pious knight of the god of light, and the grace of the gods makes him look not at all a middle-aged man in his forties, but a young man under thirty years old, flipping through the latest revision of the Church's Holy Book in his hand, with a cup of tea in his hand.

Except for the old people who followed the Pope in laying the foundation of the Dawn Kingdom, young people rarely like this slightly bitter tea anymore, preferring to add sugar or milk to it and taste the wonderful taste of the mixture.

The hall was very quiet, except for the knights who were on duty outside the door, and Freeman, who lived in the same simple way as his mentor, did not even have a lady-in-waiting, and the wife who was very dear to him, St. Millie, prayed in the chapel behind the Order, and according to the rules of the Church, after completing the holy marriage ceremony in the presence of the statue of Meleth, the god of love and family, she left the clergy of the Church and followed her husband as the bishop of the Knights of the Sun, responsible for the faith and purity of the hearts of the knights.

Steady but unobtrusive footsteps walked through the door, and when Freeman closed the book and looked up, he saw one of the deputy heads of the Knights of the Sun, Nashuris, who was originally a nobleman of the kingdom, enter the hall.

He had gone from being his squire to his deputy, and had worked his way up to become the Knight of the Sun, and now he was the deputy head of one of the most admired knights in the entire Order, and looked much older than the regular head who was a few years older than him.

Nasuraus's iron-blooded temperament makes him more like a soldier than a knight, although the knights also pay attention to order and queues, but they are not as overly pursuing formations as the army, Naseuris's iron-blooded demeanor is really an outlier, but his personality is not as old-fashioned as it seems, seeing his regimental commander looking up at him with a smile, Naseuris bowed solemnly, revealing a smile that eased the serious atmosphere on his body a lot: "My captain, are you still in the mood to read here?" There was a riot in the refugee camp near Yanan City three days ago, and this is the third time in two months! ”

Freeman showed the cover of the book to his lieutenant, and then gently put it on the coffee table next to him, took a sip of the teacup: "The latest edition sent by Bishop Bandorf, he compiled it himself, you know that Millie and I can be said to have cultivated it by him." ”

Putting the half-drunk teacup back on the table, Freeman didn't care: "Rioting again?" My duty is to be responsible for order and stability on the border between the kingdom and the elven kingdom, and to suppress riots, isn't that the duty of His Majesty's kingdom army? ”

He said the last sentence with a slightly mocking tone, Vivadar, the Son whom he had watched grow up, was a bear child in the eyes of these charismatic church leaders, without the vision and courage of His Holiness the Pope, and could not see anything like his father except for being lustful.

Nashures was expressionless: "My captain, I don't believe you don't see what this means. ”

"I know, those restless guys are about to put their intentions on their faces," Freeman casually held the teacup in his hand, "What do those mages from other continents rely on to cast spells?" Magic web? Since His Majesty the Pope received the oracle and began to cooperate with the Elven Kingdom, the life of those mages from other continents in the south has become more and more difficult, I remember they said, what is the bad signal? Can't connect to the internet? But although those high-level spells can't be used, some small spells can still be used, and if you have the heart, you can send a few scouts to light a fire on the haystack where there is a match, let alone those mages? ”

"Let's make trouble, Your Majesty has long said that the worldly is worldly, and His Majesty the King sleeps with the beauties of another continent, plays with the treasures of another continent, and eats the food that the people of the Dawn Kingdom have worked so hard to cultivate, regardless of how big the abyss is under his ass."

Freeman's relaxed expression couldn't hide the cold light in his eyes: "With us, those people from other continents can't do anything, as for His Majesty the King?" Her Majesty once casually said something at the sacrament after this year's spring celebrations, and it is very apt now. ”

"What did His Majesty say?" Nashurius wondered.

Freman said lightly: "Since Vivadar doesn't want to learn from his father, then we will send him to meet his father." ”

……

Kingdom of Light.

At this time, only Shepard's body and a clone were here, and the celestial war horse with epic strength rubbed his head against the clone very affectionately, making him smile and reach out and touch the sideburns of the war horse.

The contrast between one big and one small has no sense of disobedience, the body holds his chin with both hands into a fist and presses it on his legs, his eyes are shining, and he doesn't know where he has fallen after seeing through the barrier of time and space.

The divine light in the eyes of the body suddenly converged, he sat up, the big hand that was as white as jade waved, the white jade-like complexion was soon as bright as gold, and the hand of the true god infused with divine power easily opened a one-person high space-time portal with the help of the power of the kingdom of God, and the blue light shone like the stars in the night sky, and the doppelganger led the war horse without hesitation and walked into this portal that led to nowhere.

The portal vanished as soon as the horse stepped in, and the apse was as quiet as ever.

……

This is the Isle of Light, the holy land of all those who yearn for the Light in the entire Nubian continent, where the glorious and powerful Light Protoss reside, leading the righteous human kingdom against the evil human kingdom that has taken refuge in the demons for more than a thousand years.

Those who yearn for the light will not know how many bones of poor people are buried under this complex of miracles, anyway, their families only know that these people were 'graced by God' and were summoned to serve the gods on the island of light.

Today is the annual [Divine Grace Day] on the island of light, and the twelve human kings belonging to the light camp are all coming here to meet the Light Protoss, thanking the Protoss for their protection and grace to mankind, in fact, everyone knows that there are twenty-five human kingdoms on the whole continent, either there are twelve kings on the light side, or there are twelve kings on the dark demon side, and the rest is just the never-ending 'war of gods and demons' that continues to compete for the lottery.

However, this year, only eleven human kings on the bright side came here, the old king of Noah's kingdom died on the battlefield of the war of gods and demons, and his three sons were being hunted down by his uncle, because there was no king in Noah's kingdom, naturally there were only eleven.

Rows of beautiful maids or handsome attendants serve the kings and some of the family members they are allowed to bring, if it is a feast of the 'god race' in ordinary times, it is naturally served by those 'god servants' who are second in beauty second only to the god race, but human beings are not eligible to enjoy the enjoyment of the 'gods', so only the intelligent races dominated by humans are the attendants of the banquet.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Let's drink this cup to the fullest and pay our respects to the Protoss and the Gods of Light! A white and chubby king raised a glass full of ruby-like wine in his hand and said loudly to the others, and the tall and beautiful queen beside him was charming, swaying and following the king with the glass.

Seeing this, the others naturally knew how to have fun, and they picked up their wine glasses together and coaxed: "I salute all the gods and the gods of light!" Thank you to the Protoss for their protection and care for us! ”

The musicians next to the banquet played the music hard, and the oath-like movements of a group of humans in this gorgeous hall naturally caused some laughter, but it was naturally none other than the few members of the Protoss who were responsible for accompanying these human kings.

Naturally, the God of Light and his daughters and sons will not mingle with these humans, at most they will have time to take a look, and the place where the Protoss gather is the home of the grand ceremony.

At this time, in the largest main hall of the temple, hundreds of Bright Protoss were kneeling on the ground, reciting hymns in praise of the God of Light neatly and fervently, and the head of the Protoss, the supreme ruler of the entire Bright Camp, was sitting on the gorgeous throne inlaid with gems and exquisite carvings with a kind smile on his face.

Outside the Guangming Island, there is a strait that is not too wide, and the coastal countries do not know how many civilians have gathered to kneel on the seashore and bow in the direction of the Guangming Island, and the hoarse praise is like a roar of despair, and when they faintly float to the Guangming Island, they are only regarded as the gratitude of those 'devout' believers from the bottom of their hearts.

"Herod!"

A high-spirited horse neighing suddenly sounded, and the loud and high-pitched roar of the war horse suppressed all the chaotic sounds on the entire Guangming Island, and all the people on the island, whether they were gods or mortals, instantly dropped what they were in shock and stumbled out of the palace.

"Yo, so lively? When I heard those voices, I thought that my prestige had spread to other planes, so let me see which Highness was joking...... Oh? It's just an epic warlock. A frivolous and casual voice spread faintly throughout the island, and those who rushed out of the palace raised their heads, trying to look at the existence that was more dazzling than the sun, and vaguely saw a high-spirited and handsome, pure white war horse in armor, and the one standing next to it stood loosely in mid-air, as if supporting the figure of the light of heaven and earth.