"Alas, Nordin's fault is my fault, and a man who has no king's virtue but has the authority of a king is better for the people than all natural and man-made disasters!" said Eric, looking around at the familiar palace buildings with a little wistfulness. The style of Gangtua is still the same, but its builders have lost the blood necessary for the race.

"The howling north wind blows through the ancient mountains and rivers, and the pine forests rise like spears, this is our hometown for generations, a wasteland surrounded by ice and snow......" Eric exuded a golden light like a god, but his image was extremely unfamiliar to the current Notting Kingdom, and he began to chant an epic song that had been passed down from generation to generation,

The reason why epics are called epics, and the word nation is often added before them, is because it is a thing that flows in the blood of a certain nation, and it is the spiritual resonance produced by a group in the process of reproduction. The kingdom of Notting was founded in Fenrias, and the vast majority of them are ordinary people, and in this war-torn environment of low productivity, it has already changed for generations. But even so, when King Eric's singing began to spread, many people were still stunned.

Dawn motions for Sim to use Dream Sands to create dreams in the city, and recreates his former image as a king in Eric's singing, and countless residents of Gangtua begin to look confused, but as the dreams go deeper, they begin to become relieved again, and even some of them begin to become fanatical. Because of the time when Eric led Gangtua, the Giants of Finglias were only their vassals, and the entire kingdom developed to a peak of strength, and the national sentiment was at its highest. This is in stark contrast to the cowardly Nordin.

He listened to Eric's singing with great intoxication, a bard by profession and a compiler and reciter of many of the Celtic epics. Therefore, he applied several skills to Eric more professionally, so that the singing could spread more widely and be more infectious. As the power of Sim's dream slowly dissipated, the inhabitants of the kingdom began to wake up. At the sound of King Eric's song, countless inhabitants began to sing along with it. In this era of lack of entertainment, a traditional national epic will be sung over and over again from generation to generation. Many scenes and sentences in this epic poem are also remembered by some people.

"Long live King Eric!", "Welcome back my king!", "King Eric has returned to save us............ A little bit of worship began to appear in all corners of the royal city, and then converged into a raging wave.

"Hair ...... What happened?" Nordin heard the singing too, and even heard the identity of the singer, a nightmare in his heart, the last person he wanted to see.

Many of the palace guards who followed him suddenly began to stir, and many began to look at Nordin with suspicion.

"You...... What do you want to do?" Nordin had been strengthened by Aaron, and his elemental body had given him a long life. But even a long time will not change the essence of a villain, he is still cowardly, mean, and suspicious. But equally, his perception of danger and his perception of changing situations is far beyond ordinary people.

"Your Majesty, is the Epic Chanden your father, our greatest king, Eric?" the leader of the guards stared coldly at the sifting monarch in front of him.

"I ...... I don't know, I don't know which madman disturbed the morale of the army at such a time, to ...... Get him away!" Nordin hesitated for a moment, then a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, "No, go kill him...... Kill!"

The atmosphere of "......" became oppressive and solemn, and even among the royal guards of Nordin, a wave of suspicion began to brew.

"Tsk...... What a ruthless unfilial son, it's really not a pity to die!" Dawn's voice came from outside the secret room where Nordin was hiding, and then there was a roar, and the door of the secret room was slammed open by the black dragon.

Eric was the first to walk in with a blank face, and many of the guards knelt on the ground to greet the former Holy King.

"Father...... Father......" Nordin looked at all this in horror, "you gave up on me first!"

"Abandon ......," King Eric looked at his eldest son coldly, "that is the responsibility of a man and a king." You unleashed Aaron and invited the giants to invade, and you have to take your share of responsibility for all this. ”

"Responsibility...... That's going to kill me!" Notin seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and finally dared to roar in front of his father.

"If that responsibility is something you have to carry, then ...... Even death can't take a step back!" Eric looked directly at his son, his voice so majestic that there was no doubt about it.

"No...... Are you crazy, I'm your son, your favorite son ever!" Notin had a look of disbelief on his face.

"Yes, you are indeed my son, my favorite child of all times. As a father, I was a failure. I've made a mistake in your upbringing!" Eric shook his head with difficulty, "I should have taught you at least one thing, and that is that men can't run away from what they should be shouldering. So, I should also pay for my mistakes. So...... I lured Bamor away and gave you plenty of opportunities to escape...... As your father, when you can't repay the price of your willfulness, I'm going to put my life on it!"

"You ......" Nordin seemed to want to argue something, but his mouth was wide open and he couldn't say anything.

"I was so disappointed in you, but I never gave up......"

"Enough, old madman. I am the king, the real king, and your so-called responsibility, your so-called heroism...... Where are they now, rotting in the ruins, or wailing in the sea!" Nordin roared angrily, "Guards...... Kill them!"

But no one moved, and everyone seemed to be watching a clown performance.

"Why don't you move...... Why...... I am your king, your king of Nordin!" Nordin angrily grabbed his chief guard by his clothes and roared.

"Bang......" Nordin was pushed to the ground in embarrassment, and then looked at his guard in disbelief.

"There is only one king of Gangtua!" the chief of the guard shook his head contemptuously at Eric, and then knelt down on one knee to Eric, "Welcome back my king!"

"Welcome back to my king!"

"No...... You traitors, you ......" Nordin struggled to pull out his luxurious saber to reproduce Eric, but he might as well pass through the middle of Eric's body and stumble at Valak.

"Disgusting ......," Warak threw him away.

Notting let out a cry of fear as green spots appeared on his body, and then his entire body began to fall apart, and finally turned into green dust and vanished.

"Excuse me, do it!" Valak shrugged disdainfully and turned away, "Troublesome humans, boring emotions!"