The tribe of Hafdan is perched on a hillside.

Thatched huts dot the hillside, staggered and winding dirt paths.

Looking at the hillside, you can see curling smoke, cattle and sheep gnawing on grass roots, hunting hounds chasing and playing, and busy humans in thick animal robes and furs.

However, it was the tower in the center of the tribe that stood on the hillside that caught Charlotte's eye the most.

Unlike the humble tribal thatched huts, the tower, made of grey-and-white boulders, is distinctly elven and beautifully painted with reliefs and patterns that don't fit in with everything around it.

And above the tower, a pale blue crystal floated slowly, exuding a misty brilliance.

In the warm sunlight, a faint shroud of light could be seen like an inverted bowl, enveloping the entire hillside tribe around the tower.

This is...... Mage's Tower?

Charlotte was stunned.

It was a slight difference from the mage towers that Castell's elven artisans had built, but she was sure that it was ...... It's the Mage Tower!

"It's the Tower of Refuge, built by the Apocalypse sent by the Central Tower, and it has incredible power......"

Following Charlotte's astonished gaze, Halfdan explained.

Tower of Sanctuary?

Is this what the people of Northern Xinjiang call it......

Charlotte was thoughtful.

Hafdan went on to enthusiastically explain:

"Every tribe in the Land of Towers has a Tower of Protection, and only with the Tower of Shelter can we survive the famine and the demonic ......"

"The Tower of Shelter is also the place where the Apocalypse Lords descend, and it is also the place where our daily sacrifices and offerings are located, and the Priest Elder I am going to take you to meet also lives there."

After that, Halfdan looked at Charlotte and said with a smile:

"Lord Apocalypse, let's go in quickly, as long as we enter the realm of the Tower of Sanctuary, we will be completely safe."

Listening to Halfdan's words, Charlotte withdrew her gaze from the Tower of Sanctuary.

She nodded lightly and followed Hafdan towards the tribal station.

The two of them continued along the winding dirt road, and everything about the tribe became clearer.

Charlotte could even hear the chirping of livestock and poultry and see the smiles of children chasing and playing.

And the moment she crossed the faintly visible shield of light emanating from the tower, ancient scarlet words suddenly appeared in her field of vision:

[The Blood Tome has detected a divine ritual in the process of being released-]

[Name: Moonlight's Prison Cage]

[Caster No. 58 Mage Tower]

[Recipient: Charlotte de Castre]

[Magical effect: Originally given to believers by the moon god Artemis the domain protection magic "Moonlight Protection", it was later transformed by the elven priests, and it has both the effect of monitoring and punishment while having the effect of protection. 】

[According to the effect of magic, the cage of moonlight can be divided into a shelter state, a monitoring state and a divine punishment state, and the current state is a monitoring state. While under surveillance, any presence entering the realm of divine art is to be examined and recorded. 】

[Interception probability: 100%]

[Interception?] 】

……

Identity checks and records?

Charlotte's heart moved slightly, and she naturally chose to intercept.

In the Age of Mythology, the Moon God and the True Ancestor were both victors, but they were also rivals.

Charlotte had seen in the books about the war between the Bloods and the Elves.

She hasn't figured out the details of the Tower Country, nor is she clear about the attitude of the elves, so if she can not reveal her identity in this case, she naturally shouldn't reveal her identity.

Passing through the transparent shelter reticle, Hafdan completely relaxed.

He turned to Charlotte and smiled:

"Lord Apocalypse, now we are completely safe! I'm going to go home first, take the harvest of this outing, and then I'll take you to the Tower of Sanctuary to meet our priests and elders!" ”

Charlotte bowed slightly, and said with the same smile:

"Thank you."

Following Havedan, Charlotte entered the Horde.

Halfdan seemed to be very popular, and along the way, residents came and went to greet him and ask him about the harvest of this hunt, and Halfdan responded with a smile.

And after greeting, almost everyone's eyes will fall on Charlotte.

No way, she's too dazzling.

Even with a shabby fur coat, her natural beauty could not hide it.

The supple blonde hair and delicate skin were very different from those of the weather-beaten tribesmen, not to mention the aristocratic temperament that they had been forced to develop through the year.

"Hafdan, this lord is ......"

Looking at Charlotte, the residents subconsciously used honorifics, and it was difficult to hide their curiosity in their eyes.

"This is the Heir of the Apocalypse I met on my way! Also my guest! ”

Hafdan looked up triumphantly and introduced to the crowd.

"Heir of the Apocalypse!"

The eyes of the tribesmen changed suddenly.

Their gaze at Charlotte suddenly turned from curiosity to awe, and many people quickly withdrew their gazes and saluted respectfully.

Charlotte could hear the whispered conversation of some people in the distance:

"It's the heir of the apocalypse!"

"No wonder...... No wonder she's so good-looking! Just like the Apocalypse......"

"Hafdan's luck is that he was able to meet an heir of the apocalypse...... Surely he can keep his status as a hunter now? ”

"Not only can he retain his identity as a hunter, but if he can make it to the tower, his two poor children may benefit as well!"

The residents were talking, and their eyes were full of envy when they looked at Hafdan.

Charlotte was a little weak-hearted.

Although she guessed that the so-called Heir of the Apocalypse was probably referring to the half-elves, she herself had nothing to do with the elves who sheltered these northern people.

The inhabitants of the tribe didn't know about the bends, they were just curious about Charlotte's identity.

The name of the "Heir of the Apocalypse" was even bigger than Charlotte had imagined, and with Halfdan's introduction, more and more Buraku people came to see the excitement after hearing the news, and they were about to block the road that was not too wide.

In the end, even Hafdan couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly waved his hand to disperse:

"That's it! All right! Don't crowd here! I'm going to take the Heir of the Apocalypse to see the Priests and Elders!" ”

It took a lot of effort for Hafdan to retreat from the crowd of onlookers.

"I'm sorry, Lord Apocalypse, many people have never seen the face of God so closely, and you are frightened."

Hafdan said apologetically.

Charlotte waved her hand:

"Nothing, I'm used to it."

She was really used to it, and when she first worshipped in the church of the Holy Court, the crowd of onlookers was even more outrageous than it was now.

Receiving this answer, Hafdan was even more respectful.

And in the respect, there is even a little gratitude:

"Your Excellency, Lord of the Apocalypse...... It's really the most approachable Apocalypse I've ever met, thank you so much for your understanding! ”

"Please come with me! I still have a jar of honey wine in my house, so I want you to try it! ”

Following Hafdan, Charlotte circled around until she finally came to a humble compound halfway up the hill.

In the courtyard, a silver-haired woman who looks rather young is feeding poultry.

After seeing her, Hafdan's gaze suddenly softened, and he shouted happily:

"Tamia! I am back! ”

Hearing his voice, the young woman shuddered slightly.

She slowly turned her head, and when she saw Hafdan, she also showed a happy expression:

"Huff! You're back! ”

With that, she put down her work and happily ran towards Hafdan, hugging him.

The two embraced each other and parted moments later, and in response to Charlotte's curious gaze, Halfdan introduced:

"Lord Apocalypse, this is my wife, Tamya."

And it was only at this time that the young woman noticed Charlotte on the side.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she asked suspiciously:

"Huff, this is ......"

"This is the Lord I met on my way, a Venerable Heir of the Apocalypse, and also our guest."

Hafdan laughed.

"Heavenly ...... Heir of the Apocalypse! ”

Tamia exclaimed.

She couldn't help but look at Charlotte's ears, and then hurriedly stammered:

"Big big ...... Adult ......"

"Haha, don't be so restrained, Lord Apocalypse is different from others, and he gets along very well. Tamya, go get my treasured mead! ”

Hafdan laughed.

"Good! Good! ”

Tamia saluted Charlotte, then quickly turned and went into the house in a panic.

"Lord Apocalypse, it's the first time my wife has seen such a presence like you at such a close distance, which makes you smile."

Hafdan said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Charlotte hurriedly waved her hand.

"Come with me, come into the house and rest."

With that, Halfdan beckoned Charlotte into the house.

Halfdan's home is as shabby as it looks, with all sorts of utensils, but it's well organized.

Charlotte and Hafdan sat down by the fire face to face, and in a few moments Tamia was gone, bringing with her a carefully wrapped clay pot.

"Lord Apocalypse, please taste our honey."

Halfdan took the jar and poured a glass for Charlotte.

Charlotte nodded slightly:

"Thank you."

I picked up the cup and took a sip, it was sweet and sour, but it had a unique flavor.

"Very good."

She commented.

Recognized, Hafdan immediately smiled.

Then, his gaze swept back and forth in the room, and he couldn't help but look at his wife:

"Tamia, what about Lily and Hal?"

"They? They went out to play. ”

Tamia said.

And at this moment, the sound of chirping came from outside, and two small figures suddenly rushed in, shouting:

"Mom! Mom! I heard Daddy is back! And with a good-looking big sister! Is it true! ”

Charlotte looked over and saw that it was two small children.

A boy and a girl, both six or seven years old, the boy was blonde like Havedan, and the girl was silver-haired like Tamia, their little pale faces full of innocent excitement.

Seeing the two little guys, Hafdan's gaze softened again:

"Lily, Hal, come here!"

Beckoning the two children to his side, he introduced Charlotte:

"Lord Apocalypse, these are my two children, Lilith and Harald."

"Poof......

Hearing these two names, the honey wine in Charlotte's mouth suddenly squirted out.

(End of chapter)