Elizabeth seemed to have dreamed for a long time, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and she remembered that the Battle Priest and two Judgment Warriors led a group of paladins escorted her through the church and out of the back door of Watery Town, away from the unkillable puppet monster.

They rode their horned wolves towards the nearest military town, Whitewater Fortress. Not only are the elite troops of the Kingdom of Dodor stationed, but also the superior cathedral of the Church of Watery Town, and the Golden Knight of the Kingdom of Dordor Duke Ludwig is also in Whitewater Fortress.

The horned wolf climbed over a mountain, and Elizabeth suddenly felt a cold attack on her, and she tried to resist the abnormality of her body, but she only lasted for a breath before losing consciousness.

When she woke up again, it was pitch black and she couldn't see her fingers, Elizabeth panicked, shouted loudly and no one answered, and finally couldn't help but cry in the dark. When her mood calmed down a little, she pulled out her long sword with tears in her eyes, and carefully explored in the dark, walking in a straight line with both feet as much as possible, and marking the blade under her feet.

After walking for a long time, and not encountering anything around her except herself, Elizabeth sang and sang the hymns she learned from beginning to end, encouraging herself to fight against the fear and despair brought by the darkness.

At last, her voice was hoarse, and the water in her water bag was drained, and she could only recite silently in her heart:

"When all things are dark, only the light remains. ”

This is the sacrificial belief of the clergy in the face of a desperate situation, which Elizabeth only knew before, but did not deeply understand. In this endless darkness, she chanted over and over again, her heart gradually settled, her tears no longer flowed, and she began to think about the true meaning of this sentence:

When everything is dark, where does the light come from?

If there is light, where will it lead me?

When thinking about a question, the answer will arise, first and foremost from the hope in the heart of the thinker. In the distance, a magnificent building caught Elizabeth's eye.

It has a high bell tower, heavy walls, and statues of various shapes arranged in a staggered manner on the square in front of the steps. Although its towering and slender appearance is different from any glorious cathedral, the overall architectural style of pointed arches, ribbed vaults and flying arches is full of mystery, mournful and sublime temperament, Elizabeth still recognizes it as a glorious cathedral at a glance.

Speeding through the central plaza filled with statues, pools and gardens, and ascending the white-glazed stone steps, Elizabeth knocks on the intricately patterned door.

"Is anyone there?"

As she spoke, the closed door slowly opened, and Elizabeth stepped in without hesitation. In the depths of the empty and towering hall, an angel stands quietly outlined by different brightness and textured light. His light is too bright to look at, and it's so pure and warm that it makes people want to get closer. The angel held a holy book in his left hand and a scepter in his right, and three pairs of holy wings covered the small half of the hall, rendering every object in it with a divine brilliance.

"Mickle Mels!"

Elizabeth was so amazed that she threw away the sword that stood in front of her chest, walked quickly, knelt on one knee, put the fingers of her hands together on her forehead, and said, "Are you here to guide me as the angel of the divine first day, the eye of our lord, the embodiment of holiness and wisdom?"

"What is sacred?" said Mickle Miles' clear, indifferent voice fell into Elizabeth's ear.

Without thinking, the maiden replied according to the standards of the paladin: "The holy is bright, heroic, merciful, wise, and righteous. ”

"The trial begins...... Heir to the Nightmare King. ”

As the words ended, the First Angel of Light quickly faded, and the empty cathedral fell back into darkness. Elizabeth was stunned to find that she had put on her battle armor, had an extra shield and a long sword in her hand, and the surrounding environment seemed to have changed, and the cathedral had disappeared inexplicably. Her body shimmered from the inside out, illuminating a distance of five meters, and the smooth floor beneath her feet turned into a pebble floor.

There was a rustling sound in the darkness, as if a monster was approaching. Elizabeth's heart tightened, and she didn't have time to look at the changes in her surroundings, so she held her breath, turned her fighting spirit, raised her shield in front of her, and aimed her sword at the source of the sound.

At the moment when Elizabeth raised her sword, the noise in the darkness suddenly stopped, and the silent air hid a cold and piercing murderous intent, and the danger felt like substance.

A blurry shadow flashed from Elizabeth's left side, the dead end of the blade. It waved its arms and sent the air to whistling, and a sharp cold struck the girl's neck, stimulating the pores on the neck to shrink and tower.

The enemy sneaked into Elizabeth's corner of attack and launched a ferocious surprise attack. Caught off guard, she almost instinctively slapped out her shield, turned her toes, exerted her right leg, and slashed out with a sword-like light.

Defend in the attack, homeopathic chopping.

Elizabeth's hard-practiced combat skills played an amazing role at this time, there was no need to look at it, and there was no need to think about it, the shield slapped horizontally against the enemy, and the long sword slashed vertically to kill the enemy, which was simple, effective and powerful.

"Poof"

The chain mail and crusty inner armor were torn open by something, and Elizabeth felt a chill in her back, then blood, and then a sharp pain.

The enemy moved too fast, dodging the girl's shield sweep and sword slash, leaving a deep wound in her back, but not enough to tear her neck apart.

Elizabeth gritted her teeth, gritting her teeth, and once again took an offensive and defensive stance towards the darkness.

The enemy attack came as expected, but Elizabeth's counterattack still did not work, and a deep wound was added to her left leg.

A few minutes later, the stubborn girl fell to the ground covered in blood, the shield shattered, and the sword still clenched tightly in her hand.

The dark shadow slowly approached, and Elizabeth saw the appearance of her opponent clearly. It is a giant wolf that walks upright, and although it has a wolf's head, it is clearly distinguished from the hunched gnoll that resembles a coyote. It is well-proportioned, 2.3 meters tall, with dark fur, a seemingly thin body but unusually full of muscles, as if it is full of explosive power and extremely sensitive. Its hands have five fingers like those of a human, sharp claws at the ends, red with blood, and its eyes as black as night seem to have mysterious supernatural powers.

Elizabeth looked into the eyes of the black werewolf and felt a shudder from her soul, as if she had fallen into the most terrible nightmare, her heart was entangled in a rope called fear, and she could not move a finger when she wanted to wake up.

As the nightmarish monster approached, the light around Elizabeth faded and dimmed, like a candle flame in the cold wind, crumbling, as if it would be extinguished in the next second, but the faint light firmly held the last distance.

The girl kept saying in her heart:

"When all things are dark, only the light remains...... When everything is dark, only the light lasts forever. ”

The monster could no longer advance an inch, and it showed a humanized and confused expression, wondering why the weak prey still refused to give up, but the next second, its eyes lit up with a cruel and bloodthirsty red light, and it stretched out its sharp claws to deliver a fatal blow to its dying opponent.

"The trial passed. ”

The light sang, the darkness receded like a tide, the terrible monsters were reduced to nothing, and the towering, empty church hall reappeared. Elizabeth's fighting spirit, suppressed by the nightmare, urged her strength, and suddenly bounced up 2 meters from the floor, and then was surprised to find that all the wounds on her body had disappeared, and before she could ask a question, the archangel Miklemels composed of light pointed at her forehead, and suddenly there were three more holy light runes and a set of unfamiliar martial arts forging methods in her mind.

Elizabeth sat up sharply, and when she saw the green grass and the fragrant smell of flowers and plants rushing into her nose, she couldn't help but sneeze hard.

Two curious little faces were sprayed with saliva, and three pairs of eyes stared at each other dumbfounded for a moment, followed by two child screams.

"She's awake! ”

Elizabeth found herself lying on an ox-drawn plough, surrounded by a group of men with weapons. Seeing them surround her, Elizabeth, who didn't know what was going on, reached out and grabbed the long sword at her waist, but felt empty. She tried to run her fighting spirit, rolled over and jumped off the plow, felt a dizziness in her head, and lay down weakly.

Exhaustion of vindictive spirit...... Elizabeth was no stranger to her weak state, she had been trained in this area in the Testil family, and she just wondered why she had run out of vindictiveness.

Was the church, the First Angel of Light, and the Black Werewolf dreaming?

"Don't move, you've been asleep for at least two days, you're very weak, it's better to keep lying down. A slightly hoarse but magnetic female voice interrupted Elizabeth's thoughts, bringing her back to reality from her state of ignorance.

A young woman in chain mail pushed away the people around her and approached. She is tall and well-proportioned, with beautiful facial features, dark red hair, a full forehead that sets off the bridge of her nose, and a slightly dark complexion that gives people the impression of being strong and intelligent, and her gray and green eyes are clear and smart, with a smile, and she looks innocent and friendly.

Elizabeth saw that she had a sheathed sword in her hand, and said, "That's my sword." ”

"Now it's mine. The red-haired woman hid the long sword behind her, looked at Elizabeth with wary eyes, and then asked with a smile: "What is your name, how old are you, why did you fall into trouble, which mercenary group is it, and what are your skills?"

Elizabeth was stunned again by a series of questions, and she was stunned for a moment, then quietly rolled her eyes, and asked weakly, "What kind of place is this?" Who are you......? Why am I here?"

"This is the Wharton Prairie...... We are the Fire Lion Mercenary Regiment, and I am Octavir the Ranger and the Grand Master of the Fire Lion Mercenary Regiment. The young woman held her sword, clasped her hands to her chest, and said with a playful smile: "Little girl, I have answered your question, and now it is your turn to tell me, who are you, and why is a man in a coma in the depths of the Wharton Prairie?"

This is the Wharton Prairie?

Elizabeth couldn't figure out why she was in the Wharton Prairie, and she was secretly observing, somewhat believing that these people were an ordinary mercenary group, and that the young woman who claimed to be Octavir might be an unnaturally awakened probationary knight. But in terms of strength and status, the other party is far worse than himself. The strong man beside Octavier, with a burly figure, coordinated movements, and a gaze like substance, faintly brought Elizabeth a sense of oppression, and should be the strongest of this small mercenary group.

However, Elizabeth is confident that in her heyday, she can easily defeat the other party. She is a veteran midshipman and can be promoted to a mid-level bronze knight at any time.

Making a judgment on the strength comparison of the two sides, Elizabeth left the oxen to pull the plow, and said in a condescending manner: "I am very grateful to Your Excellency for rescuing me, and I also appreciate the noble character of the Fire Lion Mercenary Group in rescuing the victims. ”

She was silent for a moment, then stretched out her hand and said, "I'm leaving now, please give me back my sword?"

The mercenaries' curious, vigilant, and friendly expressions suddenly changed, and they looked indifferent and a little disdainful. Octavir frowned, pointed the hilt of her sword at Elizabeth's nose, and reprimanded, "I see that you are also a mercenary, don't you know the rules? I, Grand Master Octavier, will teach you today...... The mercenary group rescues the victims, and all the belongings of the recipients belong to the rescuers...... Do you think, if we leave you alone, and wait until you are bitten to death by wild beasts, your things will not belong to us? We saved your life, and your things are mine now, including the leather armor on your body...... If you want to take it back from me, you can either buy it with money, or work for us, and I'll give it to you when I'm satisfied, and if I'm not satisfied, don't even think about it. Understand, little girl?"

The head of the mercenary group babbled a lot, and Elizabeth was red-faced, and said angrily: "I promise to give you a rich reward, I am ....... my words, I am actually a knight noble." ”

The mercenaries looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Haha, I'm a knight noble......."

"Well, I'm actually a nobleman...... Future Lord, if you marry me as a wife, you will be a Lordess in the future. ”

“...... She may have hurt her brain and was not clear-headed. ”

"Little girl, pretending to be a nobleman is a serious crime, so quickly apologize to the Grand Master and beg her to take you to the Ghost Forest Exploration Point. You will die if you are left alone in the savannah. ”

Octavir raised her left hand to stop the cynicism and well-intentioned persuasion of her subordinates, and said to the red-faced girl, "For your sake...... Give her her her things back and let her go...... We continued on our way. ”

With travel bags, woollen cloaks, travel bags, water bladders, and archers' crossbows thrown at Elizabeth's feet, Octavil gave her a knightly salute and smiled, "May the merciful Lord of Light guide you out of the savannah...... Good luck, honorable Miss Knight. ”

Watching the mercenaries drive the shorthorn cow away, Elizabeth withdrew her gaze, lowered her head and whispered, "May the Lord of the High bless you...... Good Samaritans, I swear I will repay you if I can ....... survive. ”

Deputy Head Theodore looked back at the girl who had become a little bit, and asked Octavier, "Miss, just leave her alone in the prairie?"

"She's a kind kid and she's afraid to get into trouble. Octavier smiled and said confidently, "Leave her alone, she'll follow." ”

"The young lady is wise and wise. Theodore said with a pat on the back.

Octavir glanced at him and said proudly, "In the future, you are not allowed to call me Miss, and you are not allowed to call me Lord...... Call me 'Head'...... That's how he looks like the Grand Master of the Mercenary Regiment!"

Elizabeth walked dizzily towards the river, unable to fully distinguish between dream and reality. The magnificence of the cathedral, the first angel of light, Miklemels, and the nightmare wolfblin were all too real. She remembered the Holy Light Rune and a set of battle technique secret methods planted by the Radiant Angel for her.

Life experience reminds Elizabeth that it was a dream. The fragrance of the grassland, the fresh air, the murmuring of water, the hares and gophers in the grass, the flesh and blood, the emotional mercenaries are the reality.

Elizabeth tries to connect the dots between the attack and the rescue by the mercenaries. She doesn't know what happened after she lost consciousness, and she fears that the powerful and evil wizard is still looking for her.

In order to prevent the Fire Lion Mercenary Group from being implicated by herself, she can only face all dangers alone, just like a righteous paladin.

When she came to the river, Elizabeth knelt on the grass and fetched water with a sheepskin bladder. When she saw the reflection in the water, the water bladder snapped, fell into the water, and was swept away by the river.

Elizabeth didn't bother to retrieve the precious water bladder, buried her whole head in the clear, cold water, rubbed the skin and hair on her face vigorously, and opened her eyes again, and saw the reflection of a strange and familiar girl.

Her features were as rare as Elizabeth's, but her skin was dull and rough, her face was covered with freckles, her bright brownish-red hair had turned blonde and yellowish, like dry wheat stalks, the most common variegated hair of commoners, and her eyes, which symbolized nobility, had disappeared, and her eyes were ordinary brownish-gray.

Elizabeth couldn't believe that this was her current appearance, and sat down on the grass for a long time before she remembered to mobilize her pitiful vindictiveness.

There is no problem with the vindictive spirit and the elemental bits, why did I become so ugly......? Princess Elizabeth Frederick thought of a possibility that would surprise her, and quickly fell to her knees, took in the fluctuating emotions, and silently muttered:

"When all things are dark, only the light remains. ”

She tried to visualize the first rune that Miklemels had passed on to her, and the original vague impression gradually became clear, and as the visualization deepened, the details of the rune were revealed.

Elizabeth's fingertips shone with a faint light, faint but holy.

"Holy Light! I can perform Holy Light!"

The Holy Light Technique is the most basic Priest Divine Technique, and it does not have any special supernatural effects other than glowing, but it can evolve into a more advanced Priest Divine Technique.

Elizabeth cheered, and soon frowned again, she wanted to be a paladin rather than a priest.

"....... try visualizing the second rune. She half-knelt again with anticipation and apprehension.

When the second rune was visualized, a warm current welled up in Elizabeth's body, and she felt that her depleted fighting spirit was recovering.

“...... I'm a paladin" Elizabeth looked at her rough-skinned hands, her eyes were blank, her mood was not as happy as expected, but some sadness, some relief, and some confusion, and the complex emotions finally blended into a firm belief and a lofty sense of mission.

Light is the most basic magic of the paladin, between the priest's holy light technique and the holy knight's heroic art, it has the effect of restoring energy and physical strength in the early stage, and can evolve all the magic of the paladin, mainly to protect the soul from the serious erosion of the void element, supplemented by healing magic and strengthening magic skills. The Silver Paladin of the fourth level of divine art temporarily has a combat power comparable to that of a golden knight, and his semi-elemental body can receive divine healing, so he has a survivability far beyond that of ordinary knights.

Mastering the art of light marks the awakening of the light mark in the bloodline and the awakening of the paladin in the true sense. Elizabeth's situation was a little different, she activated the magic of light and light, and the next rune represented the valor of the paladin.

Valianism reconciles the paladin's strength and agility, weakens fear, transforms pain into paladin-controlled rage, and promotes mental activation. It is the source of the Enhancement and Punishment Divine Arts, and runs through all the levels of the Paladin's Divine Arts.

For a trainee knight like Elizabeth, valor can give her a big boost in her combat prowess.

After confirming that the third rune represented valor, Elizabeth muttered, "Miracles...... This is a miracle of our Lord...... I understood that the angel Miklemels, in accordance with the will of the Lord, transferred me from the hands of the evil one to the savannah, changed my image, and taught me the true meaning of the divine. He chose me to be His disciple in the hope that I would destroy evil and protect the people...... The heir of the Nightmare King, no, the Nightmare King is the great devil that I need to eradicate!"

"Haha, I'm a student of the First Angel of Light, I'm the paladin Elizabeth Frederick, so I don't want to be the Queen of Sasan. Elizabeth danced happily, saw the reflection of the river, and suddenly remembered that her water bladder had just floated away. She chased a few steps downstream, thought for a moment, and then turned around and ran in the direction where the Fire Lion Mercenary Group had left.

More than two hours later, the mercenaries heard Elizabeth's shouts and turned around to see the mercenary girl who claimed to be a knight snorting and chasing after her.

Grand Master Vile ordered the ranks to stop, and Elizabeth staggered to the front, panting and saying, "You...... You're walking too fast....... I'm almost catching up, give me some water to drink. ”

"Soon?" Weir glanced at the shorthorn ox who was leisurely eating the tender grass, and laughed, "You won't get lost, will you?"

Elizabeth returned the water bladder to a mercenary next to her, wiped the corners of her mouth with her sleeve without regard to the image, and said shyly, "I ....... I want to join you." ”

"Oh...... Who are you?" asked Grand Master Vile, raising his voice in a mocking voice.

Elizabeth's face straightened, and she recounted the words she had thought of on the way.

"My name is Mary, I am 20 years old, I am a mercenary, a few days ago, our mercenary group wanted to go to the ghost forest to pick up the mission, on the way encountered a gnoll bandit, my companion desperately resisted....... only I ran out. ”

The girl's eyes were red, and tears flowed. Her sadness was not fake, and the battle priests and paladins who had protected her had probably died. Moreover, she is determined to shoulder the sacred mission to be tested as the first angel of light as a mercenary, and it will be difficult for her to see her family and friends again in the future.

"Who are you fooling when you meet the gnoll?" said the secret assassin Penny mercilessly, sarcastically, "There is no blood on your leather armor, and your sword has not been drawn from its scabbard, but you can tell me how you broke through by yourself and how you got rid of the gnolls?"

"....... me, I don't know. Elizabeth wanted to argue, but she was speechless, so she bowed her head in despair.

"Alright. Octavir waved his hand magnificently, stopping his followers from continuing to scold the girl, took a step forward, and whispered, "You're in trouble....... but I want to say that you're lucky, I'm just a ranger who isn't afraid of trouble." ”

She paused, looked around at the mercenaries, and said in a loud voice: "Mary's experience, no one is allowed to mention it again, otherwise it will ......"

"I finished him with my own hands. Theodore said with a calm face.

Grand Master Vile nodded with satisfaction, and turned to Elizabeth and said, "Come, get to know each other again, Octavier, 18 years old, Grand Master of the Fire Lion Mercenary Regiment, and a future legendary ranger. ”

Looking at Vile's sincere eyes, Elizabeth blurted out, "Mary, 20 years old, a mercenary in distress, a future savior." ”

The mercenaries were silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"You want to learn medicine, Ruth is the best doctor in the group, you can worship her as a teacher. The Grand Master smiled and pointed to the female soldier who had just handed the water bladder and said.

"yes, yes, I want to study medicine. The girl nodded repeatedly, unconsciously seeing Grand Master Vile as her closest person.

"Mary, welcome to the Fire Lion Mercenary Regiment, you will be my sister from now on, well, my follower. ”

The team restarted, and the mercenary girl Mary followed Vile's side, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Grand Master, are you really only 18 years old?"

"Of course, I'm 18 years old. ”

"...... doesn't look like it, oh, I mean, I'm two years older than you and can't be your sister. ”

"Mary, you're getting the age wrong. Grand Master Vile corrected very seriously, "You are only 16 years old this year, and you are my sister. ”

"Well, alright. Mary accepted the Grand Master's statement, and asked curiously, "Sister Vier, you are the Grand Master, so the scale of the Fire Lion Mercenary Group must be very large, right?"

Vile said proudly, "I have 24 mercenaries under my command, and the Fire Lion Mercenary Regiment is the largest mercenary group second to none. ”

"24 people....... doesn't seem to be a lot. ”

"What do you know? The 24-person mercenary group is already quite remarkable, and when we get to the Ghost Forest Exploration Point, you will understand that we are one of the few large mercenary groups. ”

"Well, I believe Sister Vile. ”

Theodore and the others silently followed behind the two fellows, as if they hadn't heard anything.