The giant door slowly opened, and the warm light like a mother wrapped around Alice, and at the same time she couldn't open her eyes, and just like that, while she covered her eyes, her whole body slowly moved forward.

After a while, the light gradually faded, and Alice let go of the hand that was covering her eyes, and she found herself in a cave, and not far in front of her there was a sword platform, on which was a sword, with a slender blade, and the sharp blade was printed with half of Alice's face, and besides, the hilt of the sword emitted a seductive golden light.

This made Alice unconsciously walk towards the sword, her hand stretched forward slightly, and when she was about to touch the blade of the sword, she was grabbed by a hand, Alice was relieved, she turned her head to look at the person who grabbed her hand, it was a young girl, she looked almost like Alice, wearing a crown, and her light brown hair was hanging down her fair cheeks and shoulders.

She wore a golden leather jacket, a dress with white edges on a blue background, and a silver armor with blue lines on the outside, and her dark green eyes reflected Alice's lovely face.

"Now is not the time," the girl began.

At this moment, Alice felt that she was looking in a mirror, and although the girl in front of her was like herself, she had a sense of godhood, Alice swallowed, and she asked, "Who are you?" ”

"My name is Bellona," said the maiden, "and I am a god of war who has been forgotten by ancient human civilization. ”

"Why isn't it time for me to draw this sword?" Alice asked.

"Because you're not ready," said Belona, "you haven't gotten the test you deserve, so you don't have the ability to lift the sword." ”

"Why?"

"This sword has been held by many people," Belona circled around the sword, "If I remember correctly, Ramses II, King Arthur, Genghis Khan all used this sword, this sword only recognizes those who have the qualifications of kings, and it only recognizes heroes. ”

"And how do I get it?" Alice asked urgently.

Belona smiled, and she said to Alice, "It's easy, you just have to complete the trial I gave you, but before that, you have to find another self." ”

As soon as the words fell, a scorching light filled the entire helmet, and a few seconds of pain caused Alice to close her eyes tightly. But gradually the pain lessened, and she opened her eyes to find herself in a large, invisible, confined space. In addition, she noticed that there was an extra ring around her neck, which was firmly attached to her neck, and because it was so secure, Alice didn't care.

She looked down at herself, and saw that she was wearing a layer of tunic at the moment, with a carved metal armor on her chest, and a sword hanging from her waist, which was the same one she had just seen in the cave, and in addition, she was wearing metal bracers, one on each wrist, and on the reverse side of the bracer was a switchblade-like weapon, which was firmly attached to the bracer.

Suddenly, the whole void was ignited and burned by a sudden storm, and Alice's heart seemed to be scorched, but gradually it was emptied by pain, and she found that all her equipment was gone, and she was left with a black gown, and sat on a mat in the middle of the wooden house, the walls of which were made of wood and bamboo, and to her right was a door.

It was a summer night, Alice knew it, and then she gradually knew more, and second after second passed, and her whole image was now firmly stored in her mind.

Just then, a group of soldiers came to the door.

A woman resembling her mother walked over and listened to the tone of conversation at the door, and Alice got her name in this world: Hera. Freya, and she knew that Hera's father had joined the army to fight what they called Nemia, and a moment later, they closed the door.

Through the window. Alice hears cannon fire filling the night sky, but her father doesn't return.

Alice looked around, she had to be familiar with Hera's body, and just as she was concentrating, she was surprised to find that many things around her lit up, but the golden light was the notebook on the desk next to her.

Alice walked over, opened the notebook and read it, it was Hera's diary, from the diary I learned that her father had trained her in hand-to-hand combat, let her use all kinds of weapons, very good at swordsmanship and bowing, in addition, when Hera was young, his father made a friend, that friend was also a very high martial artist, he taught Hera a a kind of mastery called light skills, this Alice knew a little, in her understanding that it was probably her often used climbing, kicking and fast running.

Hera is proficient in all eighteen martial arts, and it seems that this body is a little interesting. Alice wanted to try out the body's abilities, and then stepped into Hera's role, and when she began to try to expand her senses, she didn't get any feedback when she tried to discern the smell in the air and the slight tremor of the floor. She knew someone was approaching, and their steps were heavy, but she couldn't figure out any other information, such as the person's identity and purpose. Thinking of tonight's battle, perhaps she didn't want to know the answer.

After a while, a man cleared his throat in front of the door. She turned to see a soldier standing there in a painted metal armor, and he bowed. "Someone sent me to take you away."

"Where?"

The soldier looked up at her. "Go to your father. I can't say why. ”

Hera stood up. There were many reasons why her father could not come to see her in person, but each one terrified her. Refusing to succumb to fear, she followed the soldier out of the room and out of her home.

Walking in the footsteps of the soldiers, life here is as usual. It was nearly dark, and in the days when there was no electricity, everyone had to sleep at home, but there were still soldiers patrolling the streets.

They walked out of the village along the main road, past an old vacant building to the north, which Alice recognized, where she and Belona had met, the pond in front of the building reflecting the reflection of the moon, to the brightly lit but riotous barracks.

Hera's worry came back to her mind again, growing with each step she took, her lips chapped and her heart felt hollowed out. The war was nearing its end, but the pain it left behind was permanent.

"This way." One of the soldiers said that he led Hera to the edge of the camp, and he led her to the building in the depths of the barracks, and then stopped at the door, "Sorry," he said, "please be ready." ”

Hera's fear was basically confirmed by this sentence, and she entered the house, a single, huge rectangular room, filled with the smell of blood, where doctors were tending to wounded soldiers, and she found her father among the dead.

The soldier stood beside Hera with a solemn and awe-struck expression. Hera knelt at the soldier's feet in front of her father's corpse, weeping, a feeling that Alice could feel deeply.

That's all.

Hera's father was gone.

I didn't say goodbye, I didn't say the last sentence I love you, and just left.

"He saved the city." The soldier on the side said.

Hera sat up and wiped away her tears, "What's going on?" She asked.

"Our scouts spotted the Nimian army approaching," the soldier said, "and we were ready. Your father carefully selected a group of men to attack the enemy's flank from the mouth of the cave to the bottom of the city, but who knew that they fell into the trap of this old bastard, although we repelled them. But a small group of men has attacked your father and his troops. Your father suffered a fatal blow, and quite simply, he did not suffer. He saved the city. ”

Hera leaned down and looked at her father's face, wrinkled deeply, having been bitten off most of his ear by the relic, the Great Lion, a relict of the Nemian Army in a battle many years ago. She felt tears roll in her eyes again, but she held back, secretly sad.

"We're going to bury him," the soldier said, "and I'm going to do his funeral myself and pay for all the funeral expenses." ”

"Thank you," Hera said, "he respects you. ”

"Your father and I occasionally disagree, but I know he loves our people and the land." The soldier bowed deeply, "If there is anything in the future, you can come to me, my name is Promi," and with that, he turned to leave, visiting the remaining wounded of his subordinates.

Hera clasped her knees tightly and kissed her father's forehead, then she removed the bracer from his wrist. The blade at his wrist stretched out, and whoever killed him must have suffered a lot. She returned to the city, holding the bracer, which she was going to place at his father's shrine for worship at home.

Now she lives in the home alone.

But when I got home, I wasn't alone. Outside the door, Hera found a man waiting for her at the door, it was Shi Min, the teacher who taught her archery and light martial arts, and Shi Min was also the mentor of Hera's father, who was in his eighties at this time.

"Come in," Shimin called through the door, "we must talk." ”

Hera entered through the door and found him sitting in her father's favorite chair, a low chair with round black legs. The sight of the old man stomping on Erlang's legs infuriated her.

"I don't want to talk about it." She said as she stood in the doorway.

"If you still imagine the man who guarded this city like your father, you might as well listen to me." Shi Min replied, and he sat up straight, half of his pitted face illuminated by the oil lamp on the table beside him, while the other side was still pitch black.

"He died because of you," she said, "and you ordered him to go to ......."

Before Hera could finish speaking, Shimin smiled, "Instead of talking nonsense with me, why don't you think about it, at this moment Nemia's army will be celebrating the glory of killing your father." ”

Hera didn't speak, she tilted her head sideways, frowning.

"Come in, Hera," said Shimin, "you can't linger at the threshold forever. ”

Hera was turning her head and staring at Shimin, the only reason she was allowed to walk in was the kindness he had given him as a child. Hera was still very reluctant,

"I can tell you how to kill Nemia." Shi Min said, "Are you willing to accompany the old man to talk about strategies?" ”

This sentence attracted Hera, and she wanted to hear what Shi Min was about to say.

So, Hera walked in.