Chapter Fifty-Eight: The First Kiss!

It was an awkward scene, and Hyde's lips met in an instant with that of the dark-haired girl. Soft warmth and indescribable meaning flowed into his heart, and it made the young knight's heart feel an incredible wind. In the midst of this astonishment, the girl gently propped herself up and distanced herself from Hydra. Her lips quivered slightly, as if she was also surprised by the encounter she had just had.

"Your Highness Hyde, are you awake?"

Her voice was sad and resolute, which was different from Lala's shy voice, with a more mature feeling and a faint vicissitudes.

"I'm sorry, I just had a dream......"

Hyde was so confused by his mistake that he didn't know what to say. The girl in front of him had a special feeling that attracted his heart, and he tried to stand up, but the sharp pain in his chest knocked him down, and he felt that his body almost lost strength.

"Yes, Your Highness Hyde, I had a dream too. That was the revelation given to me by Tar, the great god of the wilderness and the jungle, and may it be a true revelation. But first of all, I want to thank you, thank you for teaching that demon of Slaanesh a lesson!"

The girl in the costume of the attendant smiled miserably, but this smile was mixed with irrepressible sadness. Her armor had been lost when she was captured, and she was wearing only a short, tight-fitting leather coat with her front open and her hands propped up beside Hyde's body. Her beautiful but sad cheeks were only a foot or so away from Hyde, and Hyde could feel the soreness and desolation in her heart, and could feel her breathing and temperature fluctuating in the air, which made Hyde's heart tighten.

"Yes...... I knocked him down, but the guy didn't seem to be dead. I remember, you seemed to be unconscious, did you see it all?"

"Yes, Your Highness Hyde, I saw it all, I saw your heroics!" the dark-haired girl straightened her short hair, her voice perk, but tears were pouring down. She struggled to keep her emotions in check, and continued to pour out her heart to Hyde.

"When Lord Edelman was killed, I was captured by the demon of Slaanesh, and then my heart was like falling into the sea of death, and I felt that the world had lost its color!"

"It's my responsibility! I'm ......"

Remembering that the heroic death of Knight Rick was the owner or relative of this young girl, Hyde's heart suddenly swelled with guilt, and he wanted to apologize, but the great pain in his chest made his voice pause, and his eyebrows twisted together.

"It is not your responsibility, you are a brave man, you are a noble warrior of Midland! What nobleman but you will return to the siege of the beast for the sake of an irrelevant inferior knight and his tiny squire? When I see you fighting bravely to save us, I feel as if I have seen the incarnation of the Valkyrie!"

The dark-haired girl's emotional voice was tinged with tears, and she choked up a little, but still didn't stop.

"The demon of Slaanesh unleashed the magic of chaos on me, he wanted to make me faint, he wanted to control my heart. But strangely----- a special power surged up in my heart, and it was probably the power of Tár, a power that protected me from the magic of Slaanesh. At that time, I seemed to be unconscious, but I just couldn't control my body. I hear it, I see it! I see you stand up to the creatures of chaos, I see your iron fist punish the slacker scoundrel! I thank you for your fatherly revenge on the devil! My heroic Highness!"

With that excited voice, the girl with short black hair lowered her beautiful head and pressed her cheek close to Hyde, who could clearly feel the warmth of her youth and the sound of breathing, which made Hyde a little embarrassed.

"I can't describe my anger when I saw you being attacked by that demon of Slaanesh...... But then I had a dream, a very special dream, in which I met the great god of the wilderness and the jungle, Tar, the supreme god of my faith. He shined his heraldic seal on me, and told me that he heard me! He told me that I could help you, and that you were my oak and maple!"

Tears welled up in the girl's bright eyes, and her beautiful face showed an expression of determination and excitement. A faint golden glow gradually emanated from her body, casting a golden cloud on the girl's soft cheeks. Under the vast night sky of this autumn night, her slender and soulful voice echoed in Hyde's ears.

"My valiant Highness Hyde! My name is Frey Alesta, and I would like to give my heart to you! I know that you will bring the sanctions of the old gods to the ugly creatures of Chaos, and you will take revenge on Chaos for my fatherly Lord Edelman and my dear mother!

The dark-haired girl didn't wait for Hyde's answer, and her affectionate kiss was imprinted on Hyde's lips. It was a real kiss, with tears and warmth, and the girl's lips pressed against Hyde's, the tip of her tongue gently wabbling from tip to tip. Almost instantly, there was an indescribable force, like a storm like a forest, that poured into Hyde's body like a tidal wave from this kiss, like the vitality of thousands of trees and sprouts filling the heart of the blonde knight!

The pain dissipated, and surprise and emotion shook Hyde's heart. He couldn't resist the deep affection of the black-haired girl, he felt as if he was one with the field, and the endless surging vitality entered his body from the grass around him, from the distant forest, from the vast and cold field, re-filling his arms with strength, and making his chest beat with passion again! The pain and serious injury in his chest seemed to melt in this incomparable vitality, and the short spear that pierced Hyde's chest under the endless holy power instantly melted and flew away, and he gradually regained his strength!

"Thank you, my Frey!"

Hyde's heart was endlessly moved, his powerful arms wrapped around the girl's slender waist, his iron-armored hand caressed the girl's thin shoulders, the lips of the two melted tightly together with a blazing temperature, and the chest and chest seemed to be able to feel the fluctuations of life through the armor!

A splendid heraldic sigil rose from Frey's body, and the gold and brown maple leaves and vines formed a gorgeous pattern, reflecting both Hyde and her in gold with a dazzling golden light. Countless green grass buds rose from the withered yellow grass in a chaotic manner, like spring suddenly dispelling the frost of autumn, they were full of vitality and trembling, exuding the breath of life, exuding the glow of strength, as if miracles and magic instantly descended on this cold grassland.

This scene is not an ordinary scene, this scene is marking the birth of the Divine Being! The golden pillar of light that fell from the sky descended on the girl and Hyde, and the black-haired girl named Frey became the goddess of Tar, the god of the wilderness and the jungle, and she and Hyde hugged tightly, and gradually rose in the brilliant golden pillar of light, shaking the fields of the northern kingdom and shaking everyone's heart!

"Let your blade punish that arrogant false god!"

The green-haired Slaanesh Chosen One let out a beastly roar, and he wildly used the round shield of his left arm to catch one of Old Loren's swords, instantly seizing this gap, aiming the purple giant pincer at the golden pillar of light and shooting the last strange short spear, countless purple and pink demon snakes swirled around the spear body, like lightning with majestic magic power to pounce on the black-haired girl and Hyde.

Almost instantly, the purple arc of light and the golden pillar of light slammed into each other, sprinkling brilliant brilliance into the dark night sky, and then both went out and disappeared, leaving only a cloud of purple and gold smoke. There was silence in the four fields, could it be that Slaanesh's final attack had succeeded?

"You won't succeed twice. Your despicable sins have been crucified to your fate!"

A thunderous voice shattered the delusions of the Slaanesh Knight, and it was none other than Hyde's angry thunder. The valiant blonde knight walked calmly from the mist, his armor still torn and torn on his chest, his long golden hair dancing gorgeously in the cold wind and clouds with his blood-stained wolfskin cloak. The black-haired girl grabbed the young man's arm with a radiant spirit, and stood side by side like a vine snuggling up to the golden maple.