After a few showers of autumn rain in Edinburgh in November, the autumn smell is stronger, the lichen is dyed a golden hue, and the pine trees are beginning to release the nutrients they have accumulated from spring and summer, bringing life to the land in sync with the harvest.

The fruits of the harvest and the withered fallen leaves seem to tell the prosperity and decay of life, which is a simple cycle, but this process shows the vitality of metabolism.

Those dry and fragile branches have already sprinkled the seeds of life to the earth, and the twilight of the sunset will fade sooner or later, and the night will come, and after rest, there will be a bright vitality.

Falling leaves and dusk, they each represent the end of the season and the end of the day, the savings of spring give the prosperity of summer, and the color of life blooming in autumn is the most beautiful scenery of the year.

Under the arched window of the palace, Yalei picked up the infant baby and held it carefully in his arms, watching the pale golden light of the setting sun shine on that chubby face, as if he saw a seedling sprouting in the fruiting season. She was so different, so out of place with the splendor of this twilight, yet so fitting for this season of glorious autumn.

I don't know if it was because he disliked the godfather's movements too rudely, or because his eyes were shaken by the sun, the little guy pursed his mouth in displeasure, and the strand of golden curly hair on his forehead trembled slightly, clenched his pink little fist and waved it twice in the air.

"Hahaha, Lilith, do you see, this little guy is waving his fist at me!"

The black-haired knight laughed amused by her, looked at the white and tender little face, and put on an angry expression, which was exchanged for a vivid angry glare.

"This kid is in love with you. ”

Lilith's face, pale from blood loss, glowed with maternal radiance, and she sat on a white floor-to-ceiling bed covered in a curtain, her hands folded flat on her abdomen, smiling at her daughter.

The little baby in Yare's hands is the daughter of Kenneth and Lilith - Artoria, the bloodline of the royal families of the two dynasties of the Highland Kingdom, the unique heir of this country.

The little one looks very much like her mother, with clear eyebrows and bright eyes, and a pair of watery eyes that look especially similar, like blue diamonds when she is calm, and like stars when she flashes. The mouth flap seems to be a quiet crescent, the little nose is upturned a little, and the natural golden bangs stand up with a curved hair-it is said that the birth is like this, and it cannot be held down, Lilith thinks that this is a good omen for the baby's health, so she simply keeps it for her daughter.

This newborn little creature was surprisingly energetic, and other babies slept for at least eighteen hours a day, but she actually slept for seven hours before she opened her eyes energetically, and then began to toss her mother and maid endlessly.

And the amount of food is so large that at least Lilith alone can't satisfy her, and she has to add a team of nurses to take turns to feed this little guy's bottomless appetite.

And because of this, Kenneth was even more displeased - where is the appetite of man, and the lion is nothing more than that, this little freak will be a scourge sooner or later.

After listening to Lilith's description of her daughter's appetite, Aree thought it was good, and the baby would grow faster if she ate more. This little guy has such a good appetite, he will definitely be able to grow up in the future, and he will get twice the result with half the effort when he practices swords and guns, which is a good thing that many people can't ask for.

"Whew!"

Artoria seemed to sense someone's thoughts, a curled strand of golden hair on her forehead, and two small soft paws restlessly tugging at the air, as if expressing her displeasure in this way.

"Hahaha. ”

The black-haired knight couldn't help but laugh again when he saw her cute appearance, and reached out to touch her hair, which made the other party babble and struggle.

“......”

Lilith watched this scene quietly, the smile on her face was still calm and soft, and she pressed a pair of white hands on her abdomen with one hand, subconsciously increasing her strength.

At this moment, a maid walked into the dormitory with her fluffy skirt pinched, bowed to Lilith and Are, and whispered:

"Your Majesty, and the Marquis, the baptism ceremony is ready. ”

"Let's get started. ”

The queen bowed her head gently, lifted the duvet, and began to change her clothes with the support of the maids.

And Yalei walked out of the dormitory with Artoria in his arms first, he was not interested in watching the dressing of the queen of the highlands, this kind of thing is a loss of honor if it is small, and it is a treachery when it is big.

......

Highland Palace, prayer room.

Several priests were standing in front of the altar of the ancestors, surrounded by a circle of red candles, and the air was full of mysterious, indescribable scents of spices, some like milk, some like honey, and some like flowers.

The black-haired knight stood in front of the white tulip flower-shaped altar with the baby in his arms, watching as an elderly priest took out a fine silver jug, chanted a blessing in his mouth, and pointed the slender spout at the altar.

The silver, long-necked kettle shook in the air for a few moments, and then I heard what seemed to be the sound of dripping water, as if liquid was pouring into the jug. Then, I saw clean warm water floating out of the slender, graceful spout of the kettle.

The pot of water seemed to never be able to be poured until it filled the entire altar and the overflow stopped. Then Lilith walked over, leaned over to her daughter, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

As soon as the queen looked up, Yare noticed tears in the corners of her eyes, but he thought it was a tear of joy for a new mother, so he didn't particularly care.

"Your Excellency, please strip the swaddling clothes of the princess, immerse her in water, and chant her religious name, and the ceremony will be completed. The priest put away the silver kettle and said with a smile on his face.

"Christian name?"

The black-haired knight had a little headache, it was the first time he had participated in this kind of ceremony, and he didn't know if he had to take his name in advance, so if he thought of one at this time, would it be a little too informal.

Queen Lilith seemed to anticipate this situation, and she tugged at the corner of her skirt and walked behind Are, and whispered:

"Sylvia, let's call Sylvia. ”

"Okay, it's Sylvia. ”

Yalei nodded kindly, the name he had just hatched in his heart was Ellie, but since the child's mother already had an idea, let's do it according to her wishes.

The black-haired knight stripped Artoria of her clothes, held her back and little ass, and slowly lowered her into the warm water, shouting her Christian name, and quickly lifted the little one out of the altar.

The maids who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly stepped forward, took out the prepared towels and blankets, wiped the water stains for the princess, and re-wrapped them in warm swaddling clothes to prevent her from freezing and cold.

In this way, even if the baptism ceremony is over, Yalei officially becomes Artoria's godfather and patron, with guardianship and custody rights second only to her biological parents, which can be regarded as an early addiction to being a father.

......

Hall of Soul Sculpting.

In the familiar transformation ritual, Yalei transformed his soul power little by little with the summoning of water and fighting energy, condensed his spirit to the star gate, and then with a slight rush, his consciousness drilled out of his body, which was easier than any time before.

He stayed in the pillar of purple light emitting from his forehead, receiving the growing soul power, and his heart suddenly moved, and he pinched his palm, the touch seemed to be substance, only a trace of opaque illusory feeling remained.

The black-haired knight knew very well that if he could eliminate this last trace of illusory feeling, he would very likely reach the realm of soul materialization, and even if the soul was out of body at that time, Styx would not be able to help himself.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, he tried to sink into the darkness again, his consciousness contracted and contracted, and as an invisible boundary membrane blocked in front of the "eye" again, Yalei rushed with all his might.

Boom!

A sharp and extreme sound exploded in the depths of the black-haired knight's soul, and he was thrown high by the power contained in the sound, and he felt that he was immersed in an endless darkness, extremely peaceful and quiet.

Vaguely, there seemed to be something faintly moving, as if it was pregnant with some kind of great power, and the invisible spiritual power seeped out of it like a silk thread, like some seal was broken, radiating a powerful rhythm.

The black-haired knight tried to touch the rhythm of the darkness, but the boundless darkness vanished and shrank in an instant, gathering into a black void in front of him. This darkness has no constant shape, and it seems that because of some kind of force field, it is twisted and pulls a ring of beams, like a black sun surrounded by a round of satellites.

Yalei looked around and found that there was an endless dark void up and down, front and back, left and right, as if he was in the universe.

Just as he tried to get in touch with this power, an irresistible repulsion came to his face and directly pushed the black-haired knight out, and at this moment, he seemed to see a twisted and rotating universe and an exploding singularity...... Conscious...... Weightless......

In the Soul Shaping Pool, Yalei's short black hair stood upside down in the air, and the powerful spiritual power that overflowed interfered with the matter, and even the light sprinkled from the dome was folded and distorted.

Whoosh!

The ritual finally ended, and under the suddenly converging purple pillars of light, the black-haired knight suddenly opened his eyes, and his body seemed to be pushed hard by some force. He staggered back, then squatted on his knees, holding his head in his hands, and his whole body trembled violently.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Yalei gasped violently, a dark hole cracked deep in his eyebrows, and a huge aura of power seeped from inside, as if something in his head was about to break through the skull!

"Go back! go back!"

The black-haired knight didn't know what that meant, but his instincts as an apotheosis knight told him that if he allowed this power to continue to spill out, his head would burst like a balloon.

The pain seemed to tear at his soul, more intense than any physical wound, and he felt as if his soul was filled with something, almost bursting with force.

"Dark ......"

Yalei subconsciously clenched his fists, containing the sharp pain in his brain, trying to stay awake, trying to read the information received in the depths of his soul.

All along, he has converged his consciousness to the limit and the darkness he has come into contact with turns out to be the source of all darkness and shadow.

It coexists in opposition to the source of light and fire, and belongs to one of the singularities of the great universe, containing infinite power and power, and those who are qualified to contact it are high-ranking demon gods, and the deeper the contact, the greater the benefits.

Each Apotheosis Knight will come into contact with the singularity that encompasses their own source power, and they will perceive and communicate from it, from which they will inherit knowledge and power unimaginable to mortals, which they will use to strengthen their future true body.

If the real body is a complete machine, then this knowledge is like the parts that make up the machine, with better quality parts and inferior parts in comparison. If you have enough knowledge, you'll be able to pick out enough high-quality parts to replace the real ones and push the limits of the original apotheosis beyond the limits.

It's a difficult and lengthy process that requires a lot of reserves to pick out enough optimized parts.

Just like the seven blue-blooded families that have been inherited from the empire, the final power obtained by their ancestors at the beginning was not strong, and it was not comparable to the current knight's true body at all.

But they are lucky enough to be able to pass on the power of their family, and through more than a thousand years of accumulating reserves, through dozens or hundreds of generations of efforts, and constantly optimizing the "machine", they can have a near-invincible true body.

Of course, there will also be a dilemma of mistaking inferior parts for high-quality parts, or the performance does not match after replacement, and the strength is reduced. All in all, the deeper the contact with the source force, the more parts they have at their disposal.

And the power inherited by Emperor Agaric is directly the source force itself, and he can instantly find and extract the best quality parts to form the strongest machine in light and fire.

If the Knight of the End, who is on the side of both light and fire, spends endless time stockpiling parts and strengthening them with infinite energy, then one day he may be infinitely close to the strength of the Eternal Flame, but it will never be surpassed, because the power and knowledge contained in the source of light increase every moment.

As the black-haired knight digested the information he had suddenly received, the feeling of soul tearing slowly disappeared, and he tried to feel the strength of his soul, and found that he had reached the terrifying value of forty-seven.

"It seems that it is not easy for the true body to surpass the original King of Fear. ”

Yalei rubbed his sore brow, making sure the void was closed, and slowly exhaled a breath as he stood up from the Soul Shaping Pool.

......

Back at the palace, he was about to say goodbye to Queen Lilith, but unexpectedly, the other party tearfully hugged Artoria, touched his daughter several times, and finally reluctantly sent her to the black-haired knight:

"I knew Kenneth couldn't accept the child, so I made a deal with him long before he was born. Artoria will be entrusted to a trustworthy person to raise, if our next child is a son, then he is the heir to the kingdom, and if the next child is a daughter, then take her back to inherit the throne. ”。 (To be continued.) )