Huh? Are they all real?

The golden hair ring represents power, the silver hair ring represents the moon, and the black hair ring represents the abyss.

Moen, riding on the ice horse, looked at the three goddess hair rings in his hand with a complicated expression.

He originally thought that the witch would not have a ring for him.

In fact, it was true. The witch did not have such a custom.

So she had never thought about it from the beginning.

As a result, Moen kept suspiciously "reminding" her

'I didn't expect that I would get one in the end. '

'It's really fate. '

After a long sigh, Moen shook his head and grabbed a handful of flying ice chips from behind the wings of the ice horse and wiped them on his face.

The biting cold is indeed a very useful thing.

This successfully allowed Moen to suppress all the messy thoughts.

He is now going to the New World, where the chivalry spirit originated.

It is also the location of the Holy City of the Storm Church.

Legend has it that the war between the eldest sons caused the continent to crack, and in order to protect the knights' temple from being submerged in the roaring storm sea, five huge ancient dragons took the initiative to turn their bodies into land, and this was the origin of the new continent.

The new continent supported by the bones of giant dragons is the youngest of the several continents here.

So many dragon species also took root in the new continent.

The stories of knights and dragons are the mainstream culture here.

In Morn's memory, everything here is very beautiful.

The knights maintain order, and the dragon species maintain nature.

Mortals can live here forever and happily.

But. That was Morn's memory when he was still the Lionheart King.

Now, Morn feels that it is difficult for him to be optimistic.

After all, everything he encountered when he went to the Seven Hills made him frown.

The nobles of those small countries obviously defected to the Storm Church and made a lot of money according to the will of the Storm Church.

That was an obvious act of blasphemy against the king.

But such blasphemous things did happen, and in the name of the church.

Normally, this is enough to show that there have been huge changes or corruption within the Church of the Storm.

But the Knights of the Round Table, who are supposed to maintain all this, can still rush to the Old World and operate outside.

This makes Moon feel a little contradictory.

The Round Table still maintains its previous style, so why does this happen?

Thinking about it, Moon raised his eyebrows slightly.

He has some ideas.

But more clues are needed.

——

On the coastline of the New World a little earlier, a small boat was slowly drifting from the depths of the sea.

This made people who saw it speculate whether it was a fishing boat that had mistakenly entered the deep sea area.

Because it is not a ship that can go out to sea too far.

But after watching it, some fishermen were surprised.

The appearance of the small boat is not their style.

It looks like a ship from the Old World.

However, such a small boat could never drift across the sea from the Old World to come here!

So what is going on?

To the surprise of some fishermen.

The boat finally reached the shore.

Then they saw a little girl with slightly dark skin. They had seen that child many times. She was a very standard fisherman's daughter.

Just like their children.

But the woman holding the little girl was different.

Her clothes were very, very revealing, but strangely, people did not feel coquettish, but instead felt ashamed and could not help but lower their eyes.

In addition, the fishermen were very sure that such a beautiful woman should not appear in such a place.

A woman's appearance does not say much, but being too beautiful can!

And this is such an example.

After a brief hesitation, some fishermen hurriedly knelt on the beach.

They thought that this woman might be a noble extraordinary person!

She was an adult that the nobles of the church had to treat with courtesy.

The coquettish beauty holding the little girl scanned the fishermen one by one.

In her eyes, many of these fishermen were gray between white and black.

There were also a few who were grayish white, and even fewer who were grayish black and only one who was pure white.

The woman immediately took the little girl's hand and walked towards the only pure white.

As the woman approached, the little girl could not help but hide behind her.

Because the man in front of her looked very fierce, and half of his face was very scary.

The little girl's cognition made it impossible for her to describe what it looked like, but she felt it was very scary because it was completely different from normal people.

The woman looked at the man with great satisfaction and smiled:

"You saved a child from the sea of ​​fire, you are indeed a noble person!"

The man said in panic:

"That's my son, sir."

But the woman smiled:

"It became your son after being rescued, which makes you more noble."

The man stopped talking and just lowered his head.

He didn't think so much at the time, but just heard a child screaming.

The woman squatted down and sent the little girl to him and said:

"I want you to raise this child. She also lost her parents like your son, but she lost them not long ago."

This made the man who lowered his head suddenly look up at the timid girl, and then looked at the distant coastline.

"Did she escape from the Old World? Did you escape with her?"

Even the fishermen knew about the devil.

The woman didn't say much, just looked at the little girl and said:

"This is my mission, nothing more."

The man didn't understand what she meant, but he shook his head helplessly and said:

"Sir, I also want to help this child, but I have my own children to feed."

Before the man could continue, the woman stretched out her hand in front of him.

After spreading it, a round and colorful pearl was revealed.

This pearl, which was almost as big as a baby's fist, instantly made the crowd swallow their saliva.

The woman also saw that at this moment, their colors almost became one or even two or three layers darker.

But the woman just continued to say to the man:

"This is enough for you to feed many children."

The man's color did not change, it was still the pure white that made the woman happy and disgusted.

But he did hesitate.

Not for wealth, but for the little girl in front of him and his own child.

He knew that this pearl could change the future of his child, and he also knew that the nobleman in front of him would definitely not want to continue to take this little girl.

After opening his mouth with difficulty, the man lowered his head in distress and said:

"No, sir."

This time, the woman was also surprised, but the little girl was relieved. She was just a child, so she was afraid of the man's face burned by the fire.

"Why? This is a treasure that I think is okay."

The man shook his head and said:

"Sir, I am just a fisherman. Whether it is according to the law or anything else, I cannot hold such wealth. Therefore, I can't raise this child. It will only harm her and my family."

The woman's face showed both boredom and pity. She stood up and took back the pearl.

"I understand. I will take this child to find the next willing person."

"Thank you, sir."

The man knocked his head deeply on the ground.

"Don't thank me, you have done nothing wrong, respected fisherman. Also, you can find a suitable wife in the future. I believe your child will be happy too."

After the woman finished this sentence, she took the little girl away from the beach.

And when the fisherman raised his head.

The fishermen around exclaimed.

Because the half of the fisherman's face that was burned by the fire has healed!

The arrival of the woman and the fisherman's miracle have become the biggest topic of conversation in this fishing village these days.

They all said that it must be a transcendent from the old world.

Maybe it's a noble demigod!

But a few days later.

The fisherman's hut was forcibly kicked open.

This shocked the fisherman who was having dinner with his son.

After seeing the person standing in the huge white light because of the sudden opening of the door.

The fisherman's hand reaching for the harpoon was instantly retracted and he knelt on the ground with his son:

"Priest, why are you here?"

The priest in the sea-blue church robe walked up to the man expressionlessly.

Behind him were two knights in luxurious armor.

The armor was embellished with holy spears and dragon emblems.

They are regular knights of the Storm Church.

After taking a look at the half-salted fish with a strong fishy smell on the table, the priest covered his mouth and nose with disgust, and arrogantly stretched out his foot to hook the man's chin.

After looking at it for a while, the priest smiled:

"Your face is really healed."

The man said with sweat on his forehead:

"Thanks to you, priest."

The priest shook his head and smiled:

"Thanks to me? No, no, you are blessed by the great Lionheart and the Goddess of Storms!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it is thanks to the blessing of your two majesties, priest!"

The sweat on the man's forehead fell more and more.

He didn't know why the church found him, an ordinary fisherman.

The priest, who was still smiling just now, suddenly changed his face and kicked him in the face.

"Then how dare you refuse that pearl? It is a blessing from the two majesties, and it is also a reward that the two majesties will give to our church through your hands to commend our hard work, so how dare you refuse it?"

The priest's kick was not very strong. The extravagant life and endless wine and sex had already hollowed out his body.

But such a close kick on the face is not something an ordinary fisherman can endure.

The fisherman fell to the ground with his face broken.

But he didn't dare to wail. He just hurriedly held his son down and knelt in front of the priest again and kowtowed:

"Father, Father Hal, that is not a gift that a small person like me can accept, so I dare not ask for it. It belongs to that noble man!"

The priest continued to kick a few more times.

The man didn't dare to dodge, so he could only hold his son under him and use his body to block the other's feet.

But he was panting after only three or four kicks.

He casually untied the dedication ring worn around his neck, which represented the integrity and poverty of the clergy.

Then he leaned against the cabinet beside him and said:

"This damn broken place is so far away, and there is not even a decent road. Damn, and you, you idiot."

"I don't care about the stupid things you said, I only know that you have caused the church to suffer huge losses. Obviously, if you just agree, you can earn more wealth for the church than dozens of villages combined can pay in hundreds of years."

"So, all this will be on your head. You have offended the church, you have committed blasphemy!"

The man raised his head in horror and said:

"Father Hal, you must be careful. I am a loyal subject of your majesties. How could I be blasphemous? This, this, you really can't blame me!"

The man who is just a fisherman has no idea what to do at this moment. He could only keep explaining and begging for mercy.

All he got in reply was the priest's spit.

The fisherman who was sprayed in the face hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to say anything.

"You damn pariah, you actually dare to quibble. If you are really a loyal subject of His Majesty, how can you refuse? Do you know how much it costs? Such a big pearl, and it is of five colors, it is definitely The production of Leviathan clams.”

"That's a deep-sea treasure that the entire church only sees a few in a year!"

After saying that, the priest noticed the blood on his feet and looked for something to clean his shoes with great disgust.

"You should be lucky that I don't want to dirty my shoes for a fool like you. Otherwise, I would have to let you, the blasphemous guy who offends the church, know what divine punishment is!"

"Forget it, take this guy away and throw him into hard labor to mine. To be honest, we should capture all these fishermen and mine. How much can we pay to let them fish?"

The cursing priest directly decided the fate of the fisherman.

The fisherman collapsed. He knelt on the ground, hugged the priest's thigh and said:

"Sir, Master Priest, I can't go to hard labor. I can't go. I have to feed my children. Look at him, how old he is. He won't be able to live without me!"

When the priest heard this, he couldn't help but look at the boy who had been staring at him fiercely.

Then he sneered:

"That's easy, just arrest him too."

The fisherman suddenly fell into an ice cellar.

Endless confusion and anger surged into my heart at this moment.

He didn't understand what he had done wrong.

He wanted to vent, and he wanted to make the real blasphemer in front of him pay the price, but when he wanted to get up, he saw two knights wearing gorgeous armor.

The giant dragon on the opponent's chest is so realistic and ferocious.

At this moment, the man lost all his vitality and knelt down and sat back.

He couldn't resist.

But the two knights suddenly whispered something to the priest.

This made the sneering priest frown slightly and ask the boy:

"Boy, how old are you?"

The boy didn't answer, just looked at him with fire in his eyes.

This made the priest very unhappy, but the man hurriedly said as if grasping a life-saving straw:

"Seven years old, he is only seven years old, Father Priest!"

"Seven years old?"

"Yes, Lord Priest, I swear to the gods and kings, he is really only seven years old!"

The priest frowned and glanced at the fisherman, then spat at the boy and said:

"You're lucky, damn little devil. Just wait. When you grow up a little, I'll definitely catch you and do hard labor to atone for your sins."

"Let's go, take this pariah with you."

The two knights immediately stepped forward, grabbed the fisherman and left the house.

Before being taken away, the fisherman looked back at his son.

He wanted to say something, but after seeing the neighbors around the house, he could only change his words:

"You know how to take care of yourself, kid. You know where I put the food. You must take care of yourself. You will be alone from now on."

Facing his father, the boy no longer showed any ferocity. He just stood at the door and nodded vigorously with his teeth gritted.

In front of the man, the priest kicked another man down.

And he cursed and said:

"You just did what you were supposed to do, and you actually dare to ask me for a reward? Damn you untouchable, do you also want to do hard labor?"

The other party quickly waved his hands and crawled backwards to escape.

Looking at the man who was escaping, the priest clapped his hands in a funny manner. This was good, and he saved a few more silver coins.

Finally, the priest, who still felt unsatisfied, looked back at the fisherman who was held between the two knights.

Then he suddenly grabbed a sharp piece of gravel from the ground and slashed it towards the man's face.

"It's so much more pleasing to the eye now. I almost forgot that you, the guy who offended the church, can't have a good face. Your face was also given by God, but you didn't receive the blessing and give it to us!"

The severe pain caused the man to break free and fall to the ground.

The knights also happily stood aside and admired.

At the end, the man who fell on the ground said to his son:

"May your Majesty bless you, my son."

This time, the boy who had been holding back crying before started crying.

He didn't understand why his father still prayed to those two beings who couldn't protect any of them.

Doesn't his father know that those two so-called supreme beings are the source of all their encounters?

Why does my father still maintain that ridiculous belief after everything is like this?

It’s a new chapter. It’s 4,000 words for now. I’ll sort out the follow-up outline.