"Your Highness Hyde, I'm late, please forgive me!"

As General Chris and his cavalry swept through the Chaos army with understatement, the goddess of Sharya, who had descended from the sky, lightly jumped off her black pegasus, took off her helmet, and bent her knees in a deep salute to Hyde. She was a rather beautiful woman, dressed in black tight-fitting gold armor covered with magic runes, with dark golden curls and green eyes, and a slender figure, with an astonishing tenderness in her beautiful features. Her gentle voice flowed through the air, in stark contrast to the decaying performance of the sweeping enemy just now.

But Hyde didn't answer, for for for for a moment he had seen something, something that had been seen and familiar in his dreams many times! The astonishment of that moment made the young god suddenly freeze, and he seemed to have become a statue, but his lips were still slightly undulating, and he did not know what to say.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you, are you seriously injured?"

With this cry of surprise, the hands of the black-armored female knight suddenly grabbed Hyde's shoulders, and Sharya's holy seal sigil rose and reverberated like a flame between the gentle fingers, with a warm breath that healed everything.

"Thank you! I ...... It's all right, but, can you show me the spear?"

Hyde gently pushed the female knight's hands away, and he struggled to stand still. Mimidia's holy seal coat of arms rose vaguely around his body like a faint moon among the clouds.

"Your Highness Hyde, do you remember this spear---- it really is, great!"

Something happened suddenly, and the black-armored female knight suddenly hugged Hyde tightly. Her beautiful cheeks clung to Hyde's, her tears dripping down like warm pearls, and Hyde could feel the heat and passion of his body under the armor, an indescribable heat, with a familiar feeling. Her lips trembled violently with excitement, and her voice almost changed.

"You must remember the countenance of your noble mother, don't you?

Her beautiful emerald eyes glistened with tears, and her warm lips kissed the young goddess on the cheek. The sigil of the holy seal of Sharya spread out like the white wings of an angel behind her, and the three-color sigil of Namirmidiya complemented heraldrya. At that moment, the battlefield full of corpses suddenly became a warm home, and the scene at that moment was like an indescribable canvas.

"You ......"

That affectionate kiss suddenly made Hyde blush, but he could feel that the kiss was not a kiss of **, but a kiss of a loved one. The rolling tide of warmth poured into his young heart, and he seemed to feel a trace of his mother's breath.

"Miss Lisa, I remember the day Her Royal Highness met you, and it was also such a snowy winter. The years, it's fast......"

Old Loren's voice rang out with a sense of relief, and his blue-gray eyes in his deep sockets shone with an indescribable light. In fact, in an instant, he rushed to Hyde's side almost at the same time as the black-armored female knight, wielding his greatsword to block the surprise attack of Kugan's cavalry. Despite his injuries, his six-foot greatsword was like a whirlwind to harvest the heads of the Kugan cavalry, and the tall white-haired old man was always able to burst out with incredible strength in a pinch.

"Yes, Uncle Loren. I still remember the tenderness with which Her Royal Highness picked me up from the pile of bones, and Her Royal Highness's kiss will always be engraved in my heart. It's been twenty-four years...... Sometimes, it feels like a dream that flies by. ”

The black-armored knight named Lisa greeted Old Loren in a soft voice, her long eyelashes falling gently.

"You were a crying little girl, and I remember how Her Royal Highness comforted you...... However, you are the most talented martial artist around Her Royal Highness the Princess, and I remember that you and I were tied when I was sixteen. The Warrior Divine Servant of the Goddess of Medicine, Sharya, is as rare as the most precious gem, but you are the brightest star at His Highness's side. ”

Old Loren's voice was tinged with sentimentality, and he plunged his blood-colored sword deep into the frozen ground. Now the enemy has all collapsed. The old knight, covered in blood, also relaxed.

"Uncle Loren, the brightest star next to Her Royal Highness is Her Royal Highness Your Excellency Yang, the great marshal of the Imperial Court, and I am just a small personal maid of Her Royal Highness. You've won a prize. ”

Lisa gently lowered her blonde head, and the afternoon sun shone on her deep golden curls and black armor, casting a gentle curtain on this beautiful woman with a slender and seductive figure. In fact, after the fight stopped, she did have the air of a maid in her gestures, and this powerful goddess warrior was a humble person.

"Although the miraculous Marshal Yang is the great pride of the empire and the imperial court, I think our honorable Miss Lisa is too modest. Each of the top five Divine Favor Champion Warriors in Midlandland has the strength of an Imperial general, and Miss Lisa, who ranks third, has the qualifications of a marshal. ”

General Chris's smiling voice suddenly interjected, and the mighty knight riding the half-griffin jumped off the vulture saddle vigorously, the glittering Seiko spear still stained with bright red blood, and the huge wolfskin cloak undulated like waves behind his majestic back. Under the surprise attack of the elite cavalry of the 2,000-meter Denglan, the Kugans collapsed almost instantly, and the work of the humorous co-commander general had come to an end.

"Dear Lord Chris, I don't like it when you joke like that. Because the marshal of the empire is the sacred military position of commander of all hosts, how can you use my little maid as an analogy?"

The beautiful warrior with dark blonde curls furrowed her slender eyebrows, but she still greeted the silver-armored general with decent courtesy. There was a faint melancholy in her gentle voice, like the wind in the spring rain.

"If Miss Lisa, the third champion of the Duchy who stands under the Holy Throne, the beloved of His Highness the Great Wolf Lord, is just a little lady-in-waiting. That poor sixth champion, Chris, may not even be able to compare to a child herding sheep. So, for the honor of my soldiers, I must speak my true word at the risk of offending Miss Lisa. ”

The champion warrior, named Chris, burst out laughing, his thick beard curled from the laughter. Hyde could feel a powerful force in him, an astonishing power, close to the power of the legendary General Lukin of the Thirteenth Legion!

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