To be, or not to be- that is the question. ———— Hamlet

This God-created world, which has reached this country, has become filthy, people do not distinguish between right and wrong, black and white are reversed, humanity is lost, and morality is degraded. The king ignored the hardships of the peasants, they were overwhelmed by heavy taxes, the nobles were greedy for pleasure and tyrannical, and the feudal church was against God's original intention and cruel to the world.

The whole country was covered in dark clouds, and there was no light in the darkness, and even the Knights of Saint-Cyr, the organization whose purpose was to work tirelessly for the "happiness" of the people, began to degenerate and corrupt. No one can undo this terrible situation............

"What are these people doing, who are they, the townspeople, why are they all together. "I stood in a corner of the Champ de Mars, staring blankly at the gallows in the center, which the townspeople had formed in a circle to enclose it. The voice was scrambled and seemed to be talking about something.

Soon after, several heavily armed royal guards shouted at the crowd, creating a path between them leading to the gallows. Subsequently, two guards rode two Nordic dwarf horses and pulled a prisoner cart. Inside was a raggedly dressed woman with disheveled hair and a dusty face. But none of this obscured the glow of her blue, clear eyes.

I still stood numb, and by the way, why am I standing here? Who told me to stay here? I don't remember exactly............

Then, the woman was tied to the gallows, and if you look closely at her dress, she is supposed to be a witch.

The townspeople under the gallows began to agitate, and almost all of the people who returned were shouting: "Destroy the bluebloods, get rid of the witches, and restore peace to the world!"

I started to get restless, my breathing became extremely difficult and very depressed. Why do people do that? She's not doing anything bad, yes, I can attest to that. I tried to run to save her, but I seemed to be asked to stand still, or else............

The townsfolk watched the guards slow to react as they did not give what they wanted, and they became more frenzied, shouting even more wildly, "Execution, execution, execution!" The people had lost their minds and were blinded by hatred. Their good hearts have been swallowed up by darkness. But they didn't notice it, and no one drew a cross on their chest to pray for her.

At the urging of the people, a soldier with a Mauser on his back slowly walked to the gallows, ready to be executed.

However, I saw that there was no trace of fear on her face at this last moment, but she smiled at the people under the gallows, and said softly: "God willing!"

At this moment, I felt a sharp pain, and my heart was shattered like a crystal that was crystal and fragile, scattered all over the ground. I couldn't take it anymore, and after shouting at the woman on the gallows, "Mother, mother——!," I ran towards the gallows.

I saw her look of panic and despair.

The guards were drawn to my shouts, and the townsfolk turned their gazes to me curiously, and one of them shouted, "Look, it's the son of the blue-blooded witch!"

The guards, armed with spears, approached me vigilantly, surrounded me, and blocked my way. Undeterred, I yelled at one of the guards facing me and jumped on top of him, baring my sharp fangs and biting down on his neck, pumping my own blue blood into his body. Soon it fell silently.

When the other guards saw this, they became afraid, and they were afraid that I would bite off my neck while they were not looking, so that no one dared to come near me.

I didn't have the heart to care about the guards at all, I just wanted to save my mother as soon as possible, so that my beloved mother could be saved. Suddenly, another arrow hit me in the right shoulder. I endured the pain and looked back, only to see a line of archers behind me aiming their bows at me. If you are not careful, you will be beaten into a hornet's nest.

I didn't fight back, I just quickly pulled the arrow out of my right shoulder with an "ahh

However, one after another, merciless arrows were fired at my back. I looked back and saw a platoon of guards on one knee, and another row of guards standing behind them, with their bows drawn and ready for the next round of attacks.

I wanted to fight back, but I was already tired...... I slowly collapsed, and the blue blood in my body was left from my eyes, ears, etc.

As I finally closed my eyes, I saw the guards cautiously moving towards me, and I saw a man suddenly stand in front of me............ Is it my savior............

"You scoundrels, don't you feel ashamed to bully a powerless child?" said the savior.

"Who are you! How dare you obstruct us in the execution of our official duties? One of the guards pointed a spear at her, pretending to be calm.

"Hiluca de la Serre!"

"Hee, Lu, Ka?" the guard immediately reacted, fearful, "Shiluka, is it the Knight King Shiluka?"

"What ......" The guards trembled with fear when they heard this, and their legs involuntarily stepped back.

"Exactly!" Shiluka replied coldly.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha!"

At this time, a man from behind the guards laughed sarcastically, and said: "The dignified knight king does not go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and promote the prestige of the country, but here he meddles in his affairs, and I don't know who is ashamed." ”

"Persian Minister!" shouted the guards as they made way for him.

"Persian ——!" Shiluka's red eyes were full of anger, and her fists were clenched tightly, and the bones between her fingers made a "gurgling" sound due to the violent friction. She understood that as long as Persia appeared, it would not be good.

The Persian ministers were treacherous and cunning, and no one in the palace dared to oppose him openly except the king. It is rumored that he founded a mysterious organization, the Shadow Killer Society, and that he assassinated some of the ministers who were loyal to the king. He also induced the king to raise taxes, causing discontent among the people and leading to a rebellion.

"I ...... I will pay attention, and please rest assured. Shiluka tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart and said calmly.

"Knight King," said the Persian minister, triumphantly, as if he had grasped the handle of Shiluka, "in that case, what are you doing in a daze? ”

"Guards!"

"Arrest the son of that heinous blue-blooded witch. The Persian vizier commanded, ignoring Hiluka's feelings.

"Who dare!" Shiluka drew her short sword and waved it in front of the guards, "Be careful that I leave you in a different place!"

"Oh, yes!" said the Persian vizier, a little annoyed and impatient, "Don't forget who you are now, and don't forget that you belong to His Majesty King Auden of West Gothrin. ”

"Hmph!" said Shiluka, "that mediocre king, who only listens to the rhetoric of you rebellious ministers and thieves, has no regard for this country or its people. It's okay not to be subordinate!"

"Well said!" said the Persian minister, clapping his eyes sinisterly, and lightly handed, "the Knight King, you will pay a thousandfold, nay, ten thousandfold for what you have said. As long as His Majesty gives the King's command, you will lose everything. ”

"Rest assured, I have this awareness," said Shiluka, "and I have a desire to make people happy, and this is even my lifelong ideal." I am willing to work hard for this ideal, and I am willing to give my life if necessary!"

"He is worthy of being a knight king, and he has such great ideals," the Persian minister immediately said with a gloomy face, "However, a person who has no ideals and does not dare to face reality is a fool." ”

"What did you say!" Shiluka was enraged.

"What's more, you don't even have battle armor on now," continued the Persian vizier, "and without battle armor you are like a foot without shoes, you can hit a nail at any time!"

"What's the matter if you don't! It's just a layer of protection. ”

"I don't have any holy swords, do you want to sleep at home? ha. "The Persian vizier lost his guard.

"Don't talk nonsense!, look at the sword!" said Shilucar, who stabbed at Persia without saying a word.

The Persian vizier was taken aback by the unforeseen attack, his mouth wide open, his eyes about to roll out.

"Bang ——!"

An angelic doll blocked Shiluka's sword, and she immediately used a backflip to distance herself from the doll.

"Archmage Jacques!" Hiluka wondered as she stared at Jacques suspended in the air, "You, why are you here?"

"Why are you here, Lord Shiruka?" replied Jacques.

"That's a long story. Shiluka looked at the Persian minister slightly, then looked back at Jacques, and said, "You have taken refuge in the Persian fellow?"

"Forced ...... situation"

"Admit it?"

"In short, the Persian vizier cannot die here. ”

"Life or death, then I have to agree!"

After speaking, Shiluka paused, and read in his mouth: "Holy Sword, the holy sword that belongs to the knight, now, please obey the call of the Knight King, and show up!

Shiluka clasped her hands together, then slowly pulled them apart, and between them, a golden light lit up, and in this light, the Sword of Dawn, Oath, and Victory gradually took shape.

"Ah, that's!" the guards said uneasily.

"O angel of heaven," Jacques also chanted, "I am your faithful admirer, please bless the world with your kindness and beauty!"

At this time, all the clouds in the sky gathered together and wound into a huge whirlpool, and with a loud bang, those clouds began to disperse, and the archangel appeared!

Shiluka was not intimidated by this, and continued to read: "In the name of the knight, bet on the glory of the knight, use heaven and earth as evidence, and in the name of the holy sword, launch a stunt, siege level-"

The Sword of Daybreak, Oath, and Victory began to absorb the spirit of justice between heaven and earth, and Shiluka held the hilt of the sword with both hands and placed it on his chest.

"Archangel, can't give her a chance!"

"It's ——! late"

"Heaven, fate, !!"

A huge, golden beam of energy slashed towards the archangel that Jacques had summoned.

A crack appeared in the archangel's body, and white light burst out from within.

"Boom, boom!"

The archangel exploded, and its fragments were scattered everywhere before fading away. During the explosion, a super-powerful force field was created, and this force field engulfed everything............

"Where is this?" I slowly opened my eyes and found myself lying on the bed next to a beautiful woman with silver-white hair lying asleep on the bed.

"Ah, you're awake. She rubbed her eyes and said.

"Well, thank you!" I said with a feeble look at her and gratitude.

"You're welcome!" she smiled.

"You are?"

"Hiluca de la Serre," she said, looking at me, "do you know who I am?"

I shook my head apologetically.

"That's it, that's better. She thought for a moment and said, "What's your name?"

"I don't have a name, my mom didn't give it to me. ”

"Poor little fellow, shall I give you a name?"

"Hmm,"

"The man of destiny, blessed by hope, you call it the destiny of Xize, right?"

"Xi, Ze, heaven, destiny. ”