Huh? Are they all real?

The white ice pony has gone back.

Now only Morn is acting alone.

He has learned some preliminary information from the fishing village and has made preliminary plans.

Now he is preparing to implement the first step of this plan.

The place here is not much different from Morn's memory.

This is the province of Londinium, which belongs to the York Empire. Further ahead is Rodgrens, the main city of the region.

It is also a very important city in the entire York Empire and even the New World.

Because there is the Rodgrens Cathedral here.

She stands on the hill outside the city of Rodgrens. It used to be a cathedral to commemorate Augustus, but when the Lionheart King met the goddess of the Holy Spear, Longomyniad, here for the first time.

The Rodgrens Cathedral was changed into the Cathedral of the Goddess by the believers of the Storm Church.

In other words, this is where Morn first met the goddess of the Holy Spear, Longomyniad.

Of course, as the Lionheart King.

It is also because of this point of great religious significance that the city of Rodgrens has developed accordingly.

Today, this is almost the benchmark of the southeastern region of the New World.

It is a three-in-one center of faith, economy, and military.

It is also the first step for Morn.

Looking at the city of Rodgrens in front of him.

Even Morn was in a trance. He remembered that when he was the Lionheart King, this was just a small settlement that had just begun to develop.

Although there are signs of moving towards a city, it will take dozens or hundreds of years.

Unexpectedly, when he saw it again, the former settlement has developed into the current majestic city.

At the same time, Morn's sight can't help but turn in a certain direction in his memory.

He is looking for the Cathedral of Rodgrens.

That's where he first met Denise.

This place has a very special meaning to him and the goddess.

Taking this place as his first stop, Morn really feels a little bit unpredictable about fate.

Soon, Morn saw the cathedral on a completely changed hill city.

Countless tourists, pilgrims, and ordinary people were all moving up the winding but magnificent mountain road in Morn's sight.

Morn had no intention of going over. He just quietly looked at the cathedral for a moment and then prepared to set off for the city.

This was indeed the place where he first saw the goddess.

So this place is very special to him.

But that was in the past, and now.

Now there is not only no goddess here, but it has even become a filthy place where the corrupt continue to suck the bones and marrow.

Morn was not interested in looking at him for the first time.

However, because the road into the city is at the foot of the cathedral, Morn was stopped by the crowded crowd when passing by.

In front, because of the limited vision, he could not see so many people here.

And when he saw it, it was too late to turn back.

He could only be carried forward by the crowd helplessly.

When he was carried to the foot of the mountain by the crowd, Morn finally understood why the crowd was so congested.

Because the people here basically came to the cathedral on the top of the mountain.

But at the entrance, a very strict access control was set up.

It was guarded by many church knights and clergymen. If you want to go up, you must pay a high price as an entrance ticket.

And if Moon remembered correctly, he seemed to have seen several similar access controls on the mountainside and other places when he came.

Have these people made money to this extent?

Although he was prepared before coming, he was still a little stunned when he really saw it.

However, because the crowd was heading towards the entrance, Moon was also swept over.

This made Moon more and more headache, and he couldn't do anything to these people.

There was no plan to go to the place that made him nauseous.

There was no goddess, only greed.

He could only try his best to squeeze in the opposite direction.

But every time at this time, Moon felt more and more that his way was too extreme.

If he didn't use his ability, he would be no different from an ordinary person.

If he used his ability, he could exert a power far beyond the normal way.

So at this moment, he could only sigh at the sky submerged by the crowd.

Then, a hand with a little bit of warmth and coldness grabbed him.

The touch of this moment made Moon a little dazed.

Who is it?

So familiar?

Immediately, Moon was led by the owner of this hand through the overcrowded crowd.

The crowd that had just made Moon helpless now seemed to be non-existent in front of the other party, allowing him to pass through at will.

Or, it was like a smart wind.

Moon only felt the whirring of people in his ears, and the scene around him was retreating rapidly like a stream of light. The owner of the hand walked lightly and swiftly, and each step he took was just right to avoid others, and took Moon through the gaps in the crowd. Moon's eyes followed the back closely, full of surprise and confusion.

It was the back of a girl, a back that made Moon feel particularly familiar but unfamiliar.

Moon felt that he must have seen this back, but it seemed to be different from what he saw in front of him.

This feeling was extremely wonderful and indescribable.

It was like she was there, but not her.

When everything in front of him finally became clear, Moen was also led out of the crowd by the agile wind.

At this point, Moen had the opportunity to take a good look at who was leading him out.

The positions of both sides have been exchanged due to small pauses and advances.

Now it was Morn standing in front of her, and she was behind Morn.

When Morn turned his head, the rays of the sun shone through the cathedral on the top of the mountain and onto the beautiful elf in front of him.

She came to the city from the forest, but she is still the darling of the wind and nature.

This was someone Moen had not expected at all.

The girl bathed in the sun's rays picked up her slightly messy hair and put it into a bun, then smiled at Moen in front of her:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The emotional greeting made Moen look at her more and more suddenly.

From this angle, above her head is the Cathedral of Lord Glens, which looks like a crown.

Morne and the girl met at the place where Lionheart and the goddess Lungominiad met.

After being stunned for a long time, Moen finally recovered and said in a daze:

"Long time no see. Lily."

Yes, the girl in front of me is Lily Heather.

The girl stepped forward and hugged Moen very naturally and proactively.

"Well, it's been a long time since I sent you my greetings."

The other person hugged her tightly.

Feeling this, Moen did not resist.

After a moment of hesitation, he hugged the girl in his arms.

Also, in the other party's embrace, Moen seemed to feel a moment of coldness, but the feeling of the gem rolling away was fleeting.

"Why are you here? And where is your bow?"

Lily is a descendant of the Shadow Sun, and she always carries the moon-white longbow that she gave to Lothlórien.

The girl had let go of Moen, and after turning around in front of Moen, she smiled in embarrassment:

"It seems that the goddess has withdrawn her favor from me. As you can see, I am just a mortal now."

"Withdrawn the gift from you? Why is this happening?"

Moen knew that Lily was a divine gift, and everything about her could indeed be taken back by the goddess at will. But how?

The girl looked at Moen helplessly and smiled:

"How can I understand the goddess's will?"

After saying that, the girl stepped forward and took Moen's hand.

On his hand, gold, black, and silver rings were shining.

That is love and imitation.

The Lionheart King once asked the Goddess of the Holy Spear to cut off a strand of his hair and circle it as a hair ring as a token.

That is considered to be the first time the goddess of weapons knew what love was.

So the goddess Lungominiad became Denise the Lionheart.

The girl looked at the three rings quietly and asked:

"When did you get these three rings?"

Moen, who noticed the girl's gaze, couldn't help but retract his hand.

"Many, many reasons. But what are you going to do now?"

His eyes drifted and he couldn't look directly at the girl.

The girl who raised her head again had returned to her original appearance. She tilted her head and smiled:

"Of course I'm following you! You can't let me, a weak, pitiful and helpless girl, wander alone in this dangerous city, right?"

Moen rubbed his eyebrows and smiled bitterly:

"You're right, but what I'm about to do is much more dangerous than this."

But the girl walked to Moen's side lightly and nimbly, and like the wind, she took his arm without Moen even noticing:

"Then I have to follow you even more. I can't let you face danger alone. Although I have no power, I am also the only person you can absolutely trust here."

"So, take me with you, otherwise I will secretly follow you even if you refuse."

Moen looked at the girl who was already leaning on him.

After a brief hesitation, he leaned forward and whispered to the girl:

"I promised a child. Although it was a compromise, I will still challenge this fallen church with my mortal strength. I'm afraid this is not suitable for you, so do you really plan to follow?"

The girl leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes and said:

"You have to know that I am not acting for that child I don't know. I am acting for you. We have experienced so much together, haven't we?"

Moen said without any dissuasion:

"Okay, I understand."

Moen, who gave the answer, pulled out of the girl's arms.

But he still held the girl's hand.

Wait until their eyes met.

Moen knelt on one knee facing the girl, took the girl's hand and kissed her gently:

"Although I am not a knight, if you are willing, please allow me to become your knight to protect your safety."

The girl who accepted the kiss knelt on one knee in front of Moen.

She held Moen's hand with her backhand and kissed him the same way, but the difference was that the girl kept looking at Moen and said:

"Although I am not a princess, since you are willing, I agree with you to become my knight. So, my knight, I give everything I have to you!"

The New World is the birthplace of knight culture.

The Temple of Knights has always stood here.

So, this is almost like a confession to the people around you.

In this continent where there is not much happiness for the lower class people like them.

This is a rare scene that makes people smile.

People all stopped their chaotic steps and turned to offer their blessings to the gifted couple in front of them.

When the crowd dispersed with satisfaction, the girl asked Moon beside her:

"It is probably impossible to eradicate the church with the power of mortals alone. Do you know this?"

Moen said:

"I know, I have never thought about eradicating the church. I just want to help the child complete a proof. It would be best if it succeeds. If it fails, it doesn't matter. I will make the child's greatest wish come true."

The girl asked curiously:

"Complete what proof?"

Moen looked up into the distance, which was the direction of the holy city of Camelot:

"Let people and the church know that even mortals can still kill the Pope! They'd better pray that I will succeed, so that they can live a few more days."

The girl then looked at Camelot in the distance and smiled:

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

"Thank you."

When the two left like this, a lame beggar beside them picked up a dirty copper coin and looked at it carefully in the confusion of his companions and passers-by.

In his eyes, it was not a copper coin but a sea-blue gemstone.

With the echo of the storm.