The temple bell struck twelve times, and Boris fell to his knees on the floor in the center of the temple, praying reverently to the statue of the bear god Ursun.

He had been praying here for almost an hour, and this was the first time he had been so religious. The knee, which should have been extremely sore for a long time, did not react today, and there was even a trace of warmth in the joint. High Priest Yeskovich stood aside and looked at the young believer with a look of joy and satisfaction. Boris was arguably the most gifted of the students he received. He is sensitive, resolute and attentive. Although he was noble, he did not rely on power, but prayed, trained, studied, and did his homework with all believers. When he even discussed the path of faith with his civilian disciples, Yeskovich knew that he had taken in a true follower of Ersun.

The winter sun shines through the window, forming a beam of light that spills lightly on Boris. He felt a sense of peace, as if his soul had been placed in some mysterious realm, and his whole body was glowing with a new vitality. In the past, although he followed his father, he also believed in the bear god Ersun. But, more often than not, it was family tradition rather than true faith, and as he grew older, many things could not be overcome, and Boris began to seek the way of faith.

In desperation, he prayed to Father Bear, and was answered many times. When Yeskovich arrived from the north, he used to distrust the so-called high priest because of his origin and his strange attire. There is nothing about what a high priest should be.

However, the contact again and again made him feel the difference in this high priest. Yeskovich, he was the first person to truly abandon the powerful and serve the gods in his heart wholeheartedly. In the past, the clergy of Kislev also served various gods. However, they often have secular activities, and it has long been an open secret that the clergy in high positions abused their power for personal gain. However, Yeskovich will not, he is a pure man, except for serving the bear god and spreading the way of the bear god Ersun, he is hardly engaged in anything else, and Kislev's politics is not involved at all. Boris also finally understood why he was the High Priest of the Bear God appointed by the Great Lord of the North, Rod, and not anyone else.

"Alright, Boris, that's all for today. ”

The afternoon sun poured through the windows into the temple, and the ground seemed to be covered with frost that reached the feet of the statue of Father Bear. Yeskovich woke Boris with a smile on his face. That was his most beloved apprentice, and he hoped that his apprentice would continue like this, and not engage in anything related to political struggles, conflicts of interest, and the like. He has a lot of confidence in Boris because he has a lot of talent.

"Teacher, I can go on a little longer. ”

Boris came back from his thoughts, and there was not much exhaustion or sleepiness on his face. He got up calmly, sat casually on a bench in the middle of the hall, and sat opposite his mentor.

"Father Bear needs a healthy person, not an extreme person. Remember, in everything you do, you have to grasp the scale. You've done enough homework today, it's time to rest. In the afternoon, change to physical endurance training. Mortals still need to replenish their material needs. ”

Yeskovich said calmly.

Boris nodded. He knew all of what the guru said, but there was one thing he never told his guru. That's about the person he loves, it's a secret that belongs only to him. The secret of never seeing the light of day. Yes, to this day, he is still in love with Queen Dennis. It's just that every time such a thought comes to him, Boris slaps himself hard. She is a queen, someone else's woman! Boris reminded himself again and again, but the more cruel he was to himself, the more distressed he became. He prayed to Father Bear and devoted himself to the way of Ersun, in fact, there was another purpose, which was to forget Dennis. It was only when he was immersed in the light of the gods that he could feel the rare calm, if only for a moment.

"Teacher, I did that dream again last night. ”

In the sun, Boris's face was a little pale.

"Alas, all mortals dream. Sometimes, it's just a dream. Why do you take it to heart and never forget it? The more you think about it, the more it will come to you. This is the same as fear, people who don't know what fear is, will never encounter terror in their lifetime, and those who are afraid of darkness and evil, the more they will encounter it. ”

"I understand the reasoning, teacher. However, it's really not the same. I've never had a dream like this before. Boris pursed his dry lips. "It's really, very real! It's like I'm there, the walls are as tall as mountains, and the chaos monsters are ......."

Yeskovich frowned. He knew that his beloved disciple never lied, but the scenes he depicted were rare in the world. It should be said that in Kislev it has not yet appeared. As for whether it will be a scene in another corner of the world, Yeskovich does not know. He traveled the world as a young man, but the furthest he could have walked was on the wilderness and ice fields north of Norsca, and further north was the endless Chaos Wasteland, and Yeskovich could not afford to go any further. As for the south, to the south of the border prince's territory, he has not set foot in it. Maybe there will be ...... However, in the knowledge that I knew, it did not appear.

"I could see beyond the walls, endless forests and mountains, the tall walls that divided the world in two, inside the walls, the vast green plains, and outside the walls, there was only one color—white. I could even feel the stinging sensation of the cold wind blowing in my face. It's like ...... Like I've really been here. ”

Boris continued. Although Yeskovich was not convinced, he just nodded and patiently listened to his beloved disciple finish the story.

"I could see the soldiers, dressed in all kinds of armor, some of them looked like commoners, and some of them looked like nobles, armed with swords and wearing heavy plate armor. Almost all of them had wounds on their bodies, but they never took a step away from the high wall, which seemed to be their life. ”

Boris said seriously. He remembered his dream, a nightmare, and he didn't know if he was going to continue tonight, was it an illusion, or was it a revelation from Father Bear? Boris didn't know, and it seemed that neither did the mentor......

"Boris, my student, nightmares are demons sometimes, and you have to overcome them with your will. When necessary, pray to Father Bear and listen to His Word. As for the walls in the wilderness, and the soldiers. I would say that it's not in Kislev, and even if it is, it's not where you should be. Who are you now? You are the son of Vladimir, you are a nobleman of great repute in the city of Kislev, how could you go to such a desolate place? Even if it is a garrison, you should be a general, or a cavalry commander, not an ordinary soldier. ”

Yeskovich said with a smile on his face full of love and care.

Boris nodded, but sighed in his heart, what should be faced is still to be faced by himself......