Female Knight and Male Princess

"I'm afraid something happened that I don't know." The man held a white paper crane. This is a universal messaging tool in Westland, powered by magic. The user tells the paper crane what he wants to say, and then the paper crane transmits it to the other person.

The night was deep, and the man was standing in the secluded woods. The surroundings are very quiet, with only a few insects, and the sound of the wind blowing the treetops. His voice is deep and mellow, and the other person receiving the message is probably his subordinates.

"Investigate well, and we must find out thoroughly." He finished the order and watched the paper crane rise into the air from his hand and gradually disappear into the northern sky.

"Heh..." The man smiled lightly, and the lead-colored clouds swept over and quickly filled the entire night sky, "It's going to rain..."

The heavy rain was pouring, and the big raindrops hit the glass, making a crackling sound. "This horrible weather." The middle-aged man in the tavern whispered.

Since yesterday, the dark clouds piled up in the sky heralded the coming of a heavy rain. Orville urged everyone to get in the car as soon as possible and try to reach the previous village before it rains. In order to hide their whereabouts, they took a remote mountain road. Although the road is not too rugged, once the road paved with loess encounters heavy rain, the wheels of the carriage will immediately sink into the dirt.

When a group of people arrived in this small town, it had been raining for a long time. Orville and Lance, who were driving, were soaked, even Tyler's clothes were inevitably splashed with muddy water.

Like them, many merchants and adventurers who passed through here were trapped in the town. The small tavern was full of people, with the smell of tobacco and earth, mixed with noisy human voices. The dim room is like a narrow steamer, stuffy and hot.

"Sneezes!" Lance sneezed in a big way.

"Lance, are you okay?" Charles was very worried. "Will you catch a cold?"

Lance and Orville wrapped the blankets that Taylor bought from the boss. There was no condition to take a hot bath. They could only let Matthew use magic to dry their clothes.

Lance shook his head and lowered his eyes. He is the most reticent person Lan Weiwei has ever met. From getting to know Shire until now, Lance has always been like a silent sword, waiting quietly by Shire.

Charles clearly understood the temper of his attendant, he smiled gently, and then sat beside Lance.

At the same time, Orville on the other side looked slightly annoyed. He looked at Tyler's muddy pants: "Sorry, it's my negligence to find a suitable hotel."

Tyler glanced at Orville slightly. The bangs on the young man's forehead were still wet, and his black hair was hanging straight to Orville's ear because of the water. He cleared his throat: "It's very nice here, the rain outside the window is very nice, isn't it?"

Lan Weiwei walked over with a few cups of barley tea, and happened to see Taylor showing an expression of "This princess is not comforting you, but I think it's also good here." Her Royal Highness was arrogant again, she didn't know who got off the carriage and rushed to the bar quickly, bought a lot of blankets from the boss, and ordered Matthew to wrap Orville tightly.

Lan Weiwei put the barley tea on the table, and exchanged a clear look with Orville: "Drink some barley tea and warm up."

Taylor calmly pushed the hottest cup in the direction of Orville, and then pushed the second hottest cup in the direction of Lan Weiwei, and he held it up. Chin: "I want this cup."

Orville noticed Taylor's little movements, and he couldn't help laughing with a smile: "You are still the same as you were when you were a kid."

He still remembered that little Taylor always stuffed the best snacks into his hands, pretending to be nonchalant, and said, "This kind of snack is the most unpalatable. Give it to you."

Orville, who is still a teenager, is always embarrassed: "But Your Highness, you seem to like this very much..."

"Who said that!" Taylor blushed, "I hate this kind of snack the most. If you give it to you, eat it quickly, don't talk nonsense!"

But your highness looks really reluctant...

Until he became acquainted with Taylor, Orville knew that this was a way for Taylor to express his concern. He will not express kindness to people frankly, even if it is a word of thanks, he still has to say it through twists and turns.

Once Orville helped Taylor get back the kite that had fallen on the tree, Taylor ran over happily, and finally twitched and said the first thank you. At that time they had been together for a year, and since Tyler moved into the temple when he was ten years old, Orville began to serve as his personal attendant. In addition to protecting Taylor, Emperor Runier hoped that this boy could make friends with his nephew.

Because Taylor is too lonely, there are too few peers who can approach him, and only a few playmates can't enter the temple. The solemn and solemn temple, like a huge cave, echoes even the breath.

The emperor's kindness eventually fell through, and Orville and Taylor became acquainted with each other day by day, but they were more like brothers than friends. Taylor was still young, and Orville was already sixteen years old.

He accompanies the lonely lord to live on the clouds far away from the crowd, and takes care of everything for Taylor appropriately. He watched Taylor grow up day by day, and eventually became a false and perfect saint.

"Moore, please listen to the prayers of your people." Taylor knelt under the idol, praying for countless empire subjects.

"Can the gods really hear the voices of mortals?" They sat in front of the delicate stone door in the old temple, and every time they couldn't sleep, Taylor opened the stone door and stared quietly at the empty room. Without waiting for Orville to answer, he whispered to himself, "I don't think he can hear..."

Because there are so many sufferings in the world, even if we pray day and night, those sufferings will not disappear.

It's not that God can't hear it, but just doesn't care. Orville didn’t want to answer Taylor like that. He thought about it and said softly, “Maybe God has given you a revelation, why don’t you try to believe it?”

"Really?" Taylor looked up at Orville, his eyes filled with joy and confusion, "Then can I not be a saint? Will God fulfill my wish?"

This is impossible, Orville sighed in his heart, because it was God's will. The stone slab was lying at the feet of the Moore statue, and engraved on it were the oracles that made the whole temple crazy.

"The goddess will finally come, and it is in charge of God's will.

The dense forest opens, the abyss is boiling, the past is the future, and the future is the past.

It is supreme, it transcends everything, it comes from a distance, it disappears in the long night. "

On the night of Taylor's birth, this dim stone slab suddenly lit up. Three lines of text gradually appeared on the people's slate, the light gradually disappeared, but the text remained on it forever.

"It's a saint! It's a true saint!" The great priest was ecstatic, "Finally, it's almost three hundred years, it's almost three hundred years! Divine light has shrouded this land again... You didn't abandon us, no ..."

The newly born little princess and little prince were taken to the temple, and they were named Taylor at the same time, which means divine light in the ancient elves. The baby's immature hands were placed on the slab, and the slab lit up instantly.

"It's her! It's her! The saint!" The whole hall thundered with joy.

The weak queen cried with joy: "Great, I did not live up to the blood of the Leon family! Oh, my goodness, my dear Taylor..." She embraced her daughter excitedly, leaving countless kisses on that innocent face.

The little prince was held in his arms by his father, and no one went to see him. His eyes were not opened yet, and his little hand was waving wildly in the air.

"Wow..." He cried unhappily.

"Yeah!" His sister stuck her head strenuously.

Two small hands touched lightly in the air, and soon they were separated again. The little prince babbled and struggled, because it was the child who was born late, and his body was much weaker than his sister.

"Taylor, baby, what's the matter with you?" The younger son exploded with strength far beyond his physical fitness. Istanbul almost couldn't hold him. The emperor coaxed the younger son gently. I'll be back soon."

Ding Dong, the cup was placed heavily on the table, making a crisp sound.

Lan Weiwei handed the cup of barley tea that Taylor pushed in front of her to Shire: "Drink some tea, Shire, I brought it from the bar. It is said to be the boss's unique secret skill."

"Thank you." Charles took it with a smile.

Lan Weiwei turned around and found that Taylor's face, who was holding the cup with a contented expression just now, turned 800 times darker: "Uh, what's the matter with you?"

Taylor squeezed a fake smile: "It's nothing."

Lan Weiwei curled her lips: "Can you not do this? What's the matter with us, I still can't see that you are angry?"

I don't know why, Taylor's face actually improved, and he recalled Lan Weiwei's words in his heart. Humph, if you are acquainted, of course the relationship between the two of us cannot be the same as that of the little white face. He stood up arrogantly: "Sit down, and I will get a cup of tea."

"Let me go." Orville pushed Tyler back on his chair and walked towards the bar, leaving room for the man and woman.

Even Tyler didn't realize it himself, but he changed back to the little boy who blushed in thanks. Stripped of the saint's false shell, Taylor was nothing but a shy and clumsy boy.

Orville's eyes darkened, and in the corner on the right, Vincent buried his head in the thick book. At the front bar, Matthew was busy gagging with a group of drunks. Next to him, sat Arthur who was gnawing the leg of lamb intently.

Everything is so similar to the past, but everything is different again. An unknown change happened quietly, a change that even Orville could not control.

He raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, dark clouds were surging, and another heavy rain was about to come.