“……

Once again, the sons of the gods plead with the Holy Father, that you will answer my prayer and give the light of healing to my mother, who is suffering on the earth, so that she may be saved by the Holy Father, cleansed from all sins caused by demonic possession, and can regain the blessings of God.

—At this point, the prayer is over. ”

It was a quiet night when the full moon had fallen, and it was the time when the laity were dreaming deeply.

In Chrishedral Cathedral, the only old church in Victor Town, the sparse candle flame flickered in the night breeze.

The softly whispered prayer came out of the girl's mouth intermittently, just like the voice of a prayer person, with a hint of youth and awkwardness.

Her voice, and the sensations it brings, can make others imagine a strange picture - a close-up of dead branches and pebbles in a gentle river.

Although this does not quite fit in with a solemn prayer, it is quite unique.

In front of the tall and solemn statue of the Holy Father, a young girl who recites the words clasped hands and bowed half-kneeling.

It was clear that she was not a traditional Christian, and she knew nothing about the formal prayer methods or what to do to get her voice to reach the Holy Father.

But her posture still tried her best to show the greatest piety.

She repeated the prayer.

A moment passed quietly, and the girl slowly opened her eyes and came back to her senses from prayer, her emerald green pupils losing their usual clarity, and full of lingering sorrow.

At this time, there was still a person watching her, except for the flickering candles, the flowing moonlight, and the noble statue of the Virgin.

This man is the pastor who has lived in the church for a long time.

It's been a long time since the pastor has seen a living person visiting the church.

"What a very filial child. It's so late, still praying for my sick mother. ”

The old man, who had witnessed this scene for a long time, finally walked out of the inner room of the church and said this.

"Mr. Pastor, you said that the Holy Father is ...... Can you hear me? ”

Glancing up at the owner of the church, the girl lowered her head again and asked softly.

"Heaven will answer you, good boy......"

The man approached the girl, and kindly stroked the girl's silk-like red satin hair, and his gaze changed from gentle to abnormal. And the girl kept bowing her head and was silent.

"I've heard that the children in the town are infected with demonic disease. Some of them have followed the demons and fallen into hell. ”

The girl with her head down heard an obvious sound of swallowing saliva in a trance.

"But don't be afraid. Because...... You and they will soon be reunited in hell! ”

The darkness that permeated the lobby grew thicker. Excited, she glanced up slightly when she caught a glimpse of the priest's fierce face, which suddenly became distorted.

The girl shouted "Demon" in her heart. An ominous wind began to sweep in, as if it had penetrated everything that could be seen.

Under the statue of the Father, in front of the innocent girl, the priest's chris's uniform was torn by the agitation inside.

Between the rags that gradually fell to the ground, those terrifying, gray-black muscles and bones appeared.

The lion's head, eagle eyes, crocodile neck, canine mane, a body stronger than a grizzly bear, a winged ape's long arms and hooks connected to the thick eagle wings, and a pair of powerful cheetah hind feet.

The psychedelic figure of such an orc demon was so huge that it almost covered out the moonlight shining in from every window, and even blocked the girl's body.

The priest's glasses used in the demon's disguise fell to the ground. On the broken glass lens, the light reflects the demon's fierce face smiling at its prey.

Under the ambiguous moonlight pouring in from the windowsill, demons that are only recorded and active in ancient legends reappear in an incessantly fearful form.

The black monster, the demon who had stripped off the sacred appearance of a human priest, no longer prayed for long prayers before meals, no longer prayed for reincarnation for food, and no longer uttered hypocritical words such as "May you be reincarnated", just raised a pair of hooks and claws to pounce on its prey.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast. It was a moment that was almost indiscernible to the naked eye.

The girl quickly pulled out the dagger hidden in the burlap sleeve before the claws appeared above her head, and with a few shots, she resisted the monster's claw blow with the blade.

Although the dagger is nearly half the length of a regular broadsword.

But for the girl, the monster's strength is unimaginable. Knocked away by the strong impact, she used a few urgent backward jumps as a buffer, and almost retreated to the side of the church door to stabilize her body, and at the same time opened a considerable distance from the monster.

Staring at the prey that was already within reach, but escaped by her own mistake, the demon who attacked the girl was surprised by her precaution.

And it felt a little strange from the beginning, and now it has finally noticed: every movement of the girl is accompanied by the flow of the wind.

Not only that, but even if she is still, she is blessed by a mysterious wind curtain.

That's the main reason why she's able to see through the monster's sneak attack and draw her sword in an instant.

"Sure enough...... It's you. The girl judged based on her previous experience.

"You can see through my disguise from the start...... But little girl, you're asking for yourself tonight! ”

"Anyway, you're finally showing your true colors, demon!"

Throwing down the rough cloth that disgusted her and the broken dagger, the girl stretched her waist and stretched her muscles. At this time, the wind under the corners of the light clothes was still cold.

The girl was also secretly proud of her passable acting skills, and with this she got her wish to attract the demons that inhabited the church.

In this way, it can be confirmed that the rumors about demons in Victor Town are true.

"You killed the most respected priest in Victor Town before, and then disguised yourself as him, and have been lurking in the church waiting for an opportunity to do evil!"

The image of the "innocent girl" half a moment ago was completely different from the soft voice of the prayer, and the girl's words were clear and bright, like a divine wind around her, piercing through the visible objects in the church.

"A yellow-haired child in a human race dares to go wild in front of the deity! The Human Knights once sent the so-called elite to threaten to exterminate the deity, but it turned out that this is not the case-

Their flesh and blood became nourishment in the stomach of the deity, and their bones were shattered into the bricks and white tiles of the deity's lair!

It's a pity, today's harvest of the deity is neither a knight nor a legion, just a little girl who has not yet matured! ”

The demon snorted, indicating that he had lost his appetite and had learned the language of humans to provoke.

"However, it's been a long time since I've tasted the tenderness of a little girl's body!"

The monster in front of the meeting insulted herself unashamedly, and the girl's face tensed unhappily, "No—I'm not the only one dealing with monsters." And, it's enough for me and my companions to be here! ”

Speaking of her companions, she confidently declared, her eyes drifting to another place unconsciously.

"Two?" The demon reacted, and it turned out that the girl was still waiting for "reinforcements" from her companions.

The two of them had prepared for tonight's demon hunt and had carefully arranged it.

The demon moved at a high speed that did not match his muscular body, and the breath that stirred the air brought a force to knock away the benches and chairs in front of him or near him, and the target was the prey he had already locked on, the girl.

"Then I'll turn you into a pile of bones before you wait for help—"

"Firsa!"

As if in response to the girl's words, a dark shadow flashed on the moonlit ground. Immediately, the window glass was shattered by sharp objects, and the fragments scattered in all directions.

A man burst in from outside, stepped on the sturdy railing above, and then swooped off with a slit-gliding dash through the air, slashing off the demon's right arm that he was holding in front of him. The whole process is almost done in the blink of an eye, leaving the enemy completely defenseless.

Even the flickering candlelight, the only source of light, was extinguished by the freezing ice that the man had brought first, and then the scorching breath came back to his face, blending into the darkness of the church.

The demon stared vengefully at the enemy who had severed off his limb with a pair of eagle eyes twisted to a point of terror in a crimson color.

The blood, the pain, and the rage did not make the demon lose its voice and go berserk, but only made it more and more excited in its heart.

At some point, a slimy ball of flesh had grown from the severed part of his right arm, and the injured area was quickly recovering.

"I could fly between me and my prey at a speed that I couldn't even see, and 'take' my arm! What the hell is this ......?"

The demon stared cautiously at the man who broke into the church. Because he is dressed in a coat of the same color as the night, his figure has a tendency to gradually enter the darkness, which makes it difficult to make it difficult to distinguish;

On the other hand, he has white hair that comes out of all darkness.

As for the sword he held in his hand, it shone strangely in the night at this moment—it shone red with tongues of fire and burned uninhibitedly in the blade as clear as ice.

Black and white, ice and fire, the man who breaks into the church is like a contradictory combination, merging two extreme elements into one.

The demon smiled like never before.

"Could it be that all the powerful warriors of the human race were all killed in the First Battle of the Northern Expedition? I actually sent two milky imps over. This makes the deity completely uninterested in ravage! ”

With that, it laughed loudly.

Indeed, the pair of warriors crusading against demons in front of them were only just entering adulthood.

The girl rarely shows anger on the ground, while the man responds to the demon's provocation with silence. Not only that, but with his figure as the center, the color of the flame faded, and quietly emitted a cold breath that could eat away at the surrounding darkness.

The magic factor, which is embodied in the form of blue particles, also gradually blends into this cold breath and spreads rapidly.

A magic swordsman who controls the two elements - Filsa ꔷ Danley Tyre. The name of this youth.

And the girl, who has been protected by the divine phoenix, began to chant at a faster pace without being noticed. Until the emerald green light rose from the ground, the magic power covered the entire church The Demon Sealing Array was instantly formed.

Chaser - Shirley ꔷ Hausenville. This is the maiden's name.

"It is a great irony that Chris's followers should become ghosts in the presence of the Virgin Mary! I will feast on your flesh and blood before your God! ”

As madness and laughter came into their ears, the two of them also sensed that the dark breath unique to the demon was also becoming more and more pervasive.

Before its "hunt" could begin, its magic breath was already devouring.

"It's a mistake to think that I'm going to show mercy in front of Chris's Virgin. Mary is not my God. And there is no such thing as a merciful God in this world! ”

After muttering a battle declaration, the man recited a short incantation. Suddenly, a large amount of ice breath belonging to him appeared. Faintly, the flame element, which was opposed to the ice element, also quietly revived.

-

Late at night, early in the morning.

The two men who returned triumphantly from the church agreed to meet in front of the main entrance of the Adventurers' Guild. Previously, Filsa first had to go to the Knights' Guild in Victor Town to explain the completion of the exorcism mission, while Shirley went back to change her outfit and put on makeup.

Just a few days ago, the Silver Wing Knights, to which Firsa belonged, received a banquet from the Adventurers' Guild.

The Order had Filsa and Shirley represented at this grand late-night feast.

But at this time, Felsa still did not appear. Shirley stood alone in front of the main entrance, staring at the crowd coming in and out.

It turns out that the two of us are not the only ones who are late. But you'd better hurry up!

The best makeup is almost dissolved......

Shirley couldn't help but feel a little anxious in her heart, thinking like this.

Until a familiar figure stepped into the darkness of sight.

Shirley glanced at him angrily.

Filsa didn't notice her subtle expression, but was surprised that she was wearing the pure white dress she hadn't worn for a long time, and there was a burst of joy, "Nice clothes...... Let's get inside, it's not too early. ”

"I'm embarrassed to say that you're slower than me!"

"......" Shirley realized that from just now, he had consciously or unconsciously swept his gaze over his face, and then turned his eyes away for a moment.

"Is my makeup crooked?"

"No, it's not ......," Filsa sighed, "I'm so sorry, I'm so tired today, and I want you to come with me to the banquet." However, "today" is ......"

It turned out that he was aware of Shirley's tiredness that couldn't be covered up with makeup, and felt that she had really worked hard today, so he felt a sense of guilt.

Because of this, Filsa decided to change the "plan". He smiled mysteriously, deliberately not continuing the previous words, and put his left hand into his waistbag unnoticed.

"What?" She did look listless, and she didn't even show extra strength to ask, and barely managed to fight with a series of yawns.

"Shirley, Happy Birthday!" At the same time of congratulations, a delicate small gift box appeared on Felsea's spread left hand.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Shirley, who saw this scene, swallowed her yawn back, and her smooth face was suddenly stained with cherry blossoms.

The always careless Filsa actually noticed that it was her birthday, which surprised her.

In fact, since going out on adventures with him and as a companion, I have had no time to worry about my own trivial matters.

"Thank you...... Thank you. She replied shyly and took the box.

"It just so happens that there is a banquet tonight, and I thought it would be more atmospheric for you to be given at the banquet. But I can't bear to see you look listless now...... Well, it's better to open it and put it on now, I think...... It should be ...... It's perfect for you! ”

The small red box was very light, and there may not have been any valuable treasures inside.

What Shirley holds in her hand is not just a gift.

When I opened it, I saw a delicate earring inlaid with diamond-shaped jadeite lying in the white flannel cloth.

Under the moon, it seemed to be a brighter emerald color than everything, just like Shirley's clear emerald green eyes.

Shirley carefully put it on, the ice in her ears making her completely forget the tiredness she had felt before.

Filsa was secretly happy that tonight's "special mission", which was different from the usual killing and exorcism, could finally be completed.

Then the two quickly entered the hall of the guild, and were led by the usher. The two of them arrived at the central banquet hall, and although it was late at night, the guests were only halfway through the party.

Tonight's occasion was far more grand than Filsa could have imagined.

Celebrities and aristocrats from all walks of life almost all gather here, singing and dancing and drinking together, perhaps because late at night is the most free time for busy people.

And the fact that the Adventurers' Guild was able to invite so many celebrities to come to the party shows that its reputation is not what it used to be, and it is extraordinary.

Before the two of them stepped into the hall, the dance music had already played the closing paragraph.

"It seems that this is the home of famous families, will we look a little shabby?"

"Don't you say it...... Otherwise, the feeling will become stronger and stronger. ”

Only then did Filsa remember to take out the pair of pure white silk gloves that had been prepared for a long time from his pocket and put them on.

"......Anyway," he said to himself, "why didn't Captain Fonente come in person, or a knight of a faction more worthy of nobility, to come?" In terms of identity, I think Celis, who was born in a dragon knight family, would be more suitable to attend such a banquet. ”

"Hmm...... Maybe they're all busy at this time! ”

Seeing that Shirley was in a very good mood, he didn't talk too much nonsense.

In fact, it is also a good thing to be able to attend such a meeting.

After all, today is indeed a very special day for Shirley personally. Normally, she's been busy for herself, and tonight is as long as she can have fun.

This can be regarded as a small reward, as long as you have a good time tonight, someone will be satisfied.

It's just a little regrettable that one of the themes of tonight's feast, the Wanhua Ball, is coming to an end.

Filsa and Shirley, who were specially prepared for this, had no chance with it.

At this point in the party, there is only free time for the people to talk to each other.

From the gathering of nobles, a man walked towards Felsa.

After some scrutiny, he asked, "Your Excellency is wearing the Silver Wing Feather Badge, could it be that Your Excellency is a knight belonging to the "Silver Wing Knights"?" ”

"It's exactly down there." The person who answered also counted the three inlays on this person's shoulder, "It turned out to be His Excellency the Marquis Alex of "Emerald", and he admired it for a long time! ”

From a brief conversation, it was learned that the Marquis of Alex was also a well-known historian of the continent, who studied and admired the history of the principality.

The Marquis found two empty seats nearby, motioned for Filsa to sit down with him, and eagerly filled the young man with a glass of wine.

The two began to talk about the history of the founding of the motherland.

Although such a formal conversation is not very accustomed to Firsa and it is the first time to come into contact with it, but because he is the representative of the Silver Wing, he can only do his best not to disgrace the Silver Wing.

"More than a hundred years since the founding of the Duchy of Van Lenteno. Whether it is politics, economics or magic technology, unprecedented achievements have been made, and the direction and future of development also have smooth sailing.

The citizens of the principality were finally able to completely escape the misfortunes of the kingdom and live a prosperous life. Today's achievements of the Principality, all thanks to the achievements of our ancestors! ”

Filsa nodded and answered, "What Your Excellency Marquis said is very true. According to the general history of the principality, the ancient Van Len Tieno was originally a powerful feudal kingdom, but due to the tyranny of the king, it buried the fruits of its demise.

The rulers' ambitions to expand the country's territory while ignoring the suffering of the people inevitably led to strong public outrage. Among them, the first to lead the revolution was ......"

"The pioneer of the revolution was the head of the Silver Knights, Alphonse, known as the Radiance of the North. In addition, he used his life to create today's "Age of the Holy Stone". And the Silver Knights recorded in the ancient scrolls are the predecessors of your Knights! ”

Whenever Marquis Alex talked about this, he couldn't help but high-five and admire.

"Our Order only records the achievements of the army and the enemy, and the founding of the principality, which includes the formulation of laws, the promotion of magic science, the way of the people, the revival of the economy, and the revival of literature and art, is due to the efforts of the sages of the Presbytery of Van Lentino."

These cheesy and polite words are already a fixed occasion phrase for myself as a knight.

Speaking of this, Firsa's expression became helpless and serious, "Although the 'Age of the Holy Stone' is more prosperous, prosperous, and stable than Van Luntieno in any previous era, we still cannot relax our responsibility to protect the people. Especially recently, a group of monsters are wriggling in the dark and have begun to worship the world. ”

After hearing this, the Marquis asked why he had come up with this warning. Filsa brings up the demonic rumors in Victor Town, as well as the Templar attack tonight.

"I see, no wonder His Excellency Filsa came late tonight, and he didn't expect that he would still fight on the front line of fighting demons a moment before attending the banquet!"

"Not only are the monsters that are secretly wriggling a threat to us, but even the infectious disease "Demonic Disease", which was recorded as a forbidden word in ancient books, has reappeared in the world!"

This is by no means a one-sided statement of Filsa, nor is it an exaggeration, but the real situation that the knights have encountered in the town in recent days.

People infected with demonic disease can be seen everywhere.

If they are not treated in time, there are only two outcomes that await them: they die in agony, or they can continue to live as dehumanized monsters.

Until the moment when you are killed by knights or adventurers.

"The phenomenon of 'demonic resurgence' is indeed getting worse and worse......" the Marquis frowned, and then said clearly, "Therefore, the Duchy is even more indispensable for a rising star like Felsa!" ”

"The seniors complimented! I hope that one day I will have the honor to cooperate with the Marquis, go to the battlefield, and kill the enemy side by side. ”

The two laughed.

……

Shirley, who was left to dry, kept her eyes pinned to one place, and became more and more bored listening to this mutual humble conversation.

She thought to herself that the way adults deal with each other is really hypocritical.

Although the marquis seems to be genuinely impressed by Firsa.

In fact, Filsa himself felt helpless, because no matter what the occasion, including this banquet, which was almost attended by nobles, etiquette always came first.

Moreover, he is also a representative of the Silver Wing Knights.

But you can't lose your face in front of many big people.

However, he was very fortunate to have met such a talkative nobleman as Marquis Alex, who did not boast about himself.

Can you be considered a rising star yourself...... In this way, the guy who was supposed to be the representative of the Silver Wing Knights can be called a rising star.

The young and promising dragon knight, his best friend.

It was not too early, and Filsa bowed to the marquis.

Seeing his distant figure, Alex raised his wine glass and drank it all, and sighed in his heart: "Silverwing's head Fang Ente is really right, this guy is really similar to Alfonse!" However, it is a pity that he does not yet have the proof of Alphons' strength - the "Emblem" ......"

-

"Talking to him really made me nervous, and I was always afraid that I would say the wrong thing...... It was just now that I finally realized how important the aristocratic social etiquette that I had learned in the Knights was to be noble, even though I was far from being a nobleman. ”

"But I'm watching you talk pretty well, aren't you?" Intentionally or unintentionally, Shirley slightly accentuated the "I'm on the side" in her words.

"Alas...... Sorry to leave you aside. Filsa held her forehead helplessly, beads of sweat wetting the surface of her gloves.

"It's okay, it's not the first time."

A few steps away from the hustle and bustle of the central banquet hall, Filsa suddenly felt a blurry whiteness in front of him, and a feeling of dizziness immediately invaded his brain. In addition, it was accompanied by a sharp pain in the left hand.

He was still chatting with great interest a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, he became confused.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Sensing his discomfort, Shirley immediately turned around and picked up Filsa, returning to the nearby room that belonged to the two of them.

When she returned to her room, she immediately brought a basin of cold water to wash Filsa's face.

After the dizzy brain was stimulated by cold water, he gradually woke up, and his feeling was temporarily relieved.

After a while, he lay on the soft bed like a big character, with a visibly sleepy expression on his face.

The anxious Shirley also calmed down and began to face the mirror to remove her makeup. A quarter of an hour later, throwing down the tissues stained with makeup and oil, she returned to her usual plain makeup, and a handful of oblique Liuhai moved freely with her fingertips;

But she didn't take off the jade earrings that Filsa had given her as a birthday present.

Originally, she didn't like anything that brought her restraints.

Shirley, like the wind that comes and goes freely, yearns for freedom and unrestrainedness.

Now, there is finally a person who has become her home. If there is such a place, it can make the wind nostalgic and reluctant to leave, and become the eternal destination of the wind.

"That...... Shirley, you weren't hurt in today's battle, were you? ”

"I should have asked you this sentence rhetorically, isn't it you who has been fighting the demons in front of you?"

"It seems so."

"Also, what just happened? You've been like this several times lately! Including tonight's battle, there were several mistakes at key moments, all caused by vertigo caused by the demonic vein, right? She asked with concern and eagerness.

"Honestly...... I don't know very well. ”

Recently, the flow of the demon veins in Firsa's body has not been very smooth, and Shirley has noticed this for a long time, and the symptoms are especially obvious today.

When it comes to tonight's battle, he's very dangerous.

If it weren't for the cover and assistance of Shirley's rain of arrows in the rear, the battle lasted about half an hour, and Filsa would probably have been wounded.

It is impossible to come to the feast of the nobles unscathed, let alone talk about the history of the duchy with the Marquis of Alex.

Although Firsa has made great progress in swordsmanship after a few months of cultivation, there is still no way to solve the problem of poor demon veins.

The Demon Vein is the basis for a warrior's combat and use of magical skills, and it is similar to the meridians and is found throughout the body.

For Felsa, the role of the Demon Vein is even more important.

Because he does not rely on brute force like ordinary warriors, on the contrary, it is mainly magic that sustains him in battle.

Every swing, every jump, every turn, every movement is blessed with magic.

It can be said that the demon vein is the capital of Filsa's battle against powerful monsters.

And the left hand, as the dominant hand, and at the same time as the node with the most abundant magic power in the demon veins in his body, has often felt a sharp pain like poison recently.

If it's stiff, it's a good idea, because it's a symptom inherent in ice-based magic users.

However, he had no way of knowing where this poison-like pain came from.

Filsa pondered with confusion and unease.

The ice cubes hit the walls of the glass with a crisp sound as Shirley shook the glass. A faint and peaceful breath of the wind echoed in the air.

"By the way, how much did you spend on these earrings? It shouldn't be a bargain in the hands of an ordinary gem merchant, right? Many nobles have cast astonished glances at me today...... Hey? ”

Filsa behind him did not respond for a long time. When Shirley looked back, she realized that he had already fallen asleep after a tiring day.

"Hmph...... It's always been like this. ”

-

P.S. Firsa's Journey Diary - Page 1

In the 256th year of the alchemy calendar of the Duchy of Van Luntino, the eighteenth day of the month of water......

Guild Mandate-

Templar attack. Inhabiting the church are regenerative demons. With Shirley's cooperation, he successfully killed him, but he made a lot of mistakes due to his own demon vein problem.

Neither of us was hurt much, so we were lucky.

Daily-

Today is Shirley's birthday, and it happens to be the day of the Adventurers' Guild Dinner. Except for the Wanhua Dance Party, which we unfortunately missed, we all had a lot of fun.

The jade earrings that she had saved for five months were finally given away, and she seemed to be very happy!

Meet the "Marquis of Emerald" and talk to him about the history of the Principality.

-

In a small run-down inn in the town of Victor.

The boy who had been lying in bed for more than a few days finally woke up at this moment. The pain began to creep in the weakened body again.

In the midst of his vague and dim vision, the girl sitting at the small round table nearby stood up and approached her direction.

The silhouette of the girl reflected in the eye is not very clear.

But what the young man can be sure of is that this red-haired girl in white, who has never met before, has a graceful figure, and her face must be very pretty.

"Huh...... Awake? You've been asleep for three days. When I met you, you fell on the snowy field, and there were a few demon wolves chasing after you. ”

The "......" boy struggled to get up from the bed with difficulty on his back, still in severe pain, and his face was as pale as his own hair that had lost color.

"Now, you're all right, right?" The strange girl poured him a glass of water with concern, and the words were gentle like a breeze in her ears.

"By the way, adventurer, what's your name?"

The boy remained silent.

"Consciousness hasn't been restored yet? Tired, right? Alas...... You must have tried your best to escape. ”

"I ...... It's called El...... Fonce, Alfonse. The boy struggled to open his mouth, barely responding.

"Oh, my name is Priscia, and I'm an adventurer!"

When the girl saw that he could speak, she was secretly relieved.

Alphonse moved his head slowly, looking around. Outside the lattice, a quiet sky can be seen, and you can faintly see the white face of the snowfields of Blizza.

Eventually, his gaze fell on the carved mahogany calendar in front of the bedside table.

The era in which Alfonse lived was the Kingdom of Van Lun Tieno, in the 123rd year of the Alchemy Calendar.