Pastor's Tantra

When Aleister was still Aiwass, he actually met Heleqin, the King of the Wild Hunt in Eagle Point Village.

The aloof white knight Heleqin Longyan is exactly the hero praised by people who is as pure as snow and as bright as the sun.

He should have arrived from the clouds wearing silver armor, holding a dragon spear, and riding a Pegasus on his waist... But the King of the Wild Hunt whom Aiwass had seen when he fought against the Giant Prince, was covered in dark attributes at that time. The aura of resentment dyed it into pitch black.

That's because he has been an undead for too long... Even though he has been pardoned by Weizhe and has become a wise Wild Hunt, the rage and resentment are still stirring in his heart.

Although the attribute of the undead itself is earth, these negative emotions belong to the dark attribute. After all, compared to "stillness" and "eternal" dusk, their nature is closer to "fall", so they belong to the path of transcendence. They even developed "fear aura", an ability that originally belonged to demons.

And now...

——Aleister was extremely surprised to find that Herchin's resentment was purified by some kind of power.

At this moment, Heleqin, the King of the Wild Hunt, is no longer the withered yellow skeleton covered in pitch-black armor, the roaring undead general launching endless charges... but a translucent pure white spirit shining with pure white aura. body. Aleister could even vaguely see Heleqin's face.

It's exactly the same as Heleqin seen in Aiwass's promotion ceremony!

Under that storm, the dazzling silver armor on the King of the Wild Hunt was as pure white as thunder!

His whole body was covered with azure blue thunder that was as powerful as the sky - just by being close, Aleister could feel the stench after a thunderstorm in the air.

The heroic cavalryman stopped not far in front of Aleister, and threw out an extremely gorgeous dragon spear in his hand, its light and shadow dragging in the air. Then it pointed it towards Aleister.

Aleister stared at the tip of the gun with the electric light dancing. Not only did he not have any fear, but he actually laughed.

Because she was finally able to confirm...

The "Heleqin's spirit body" he saw during the promotion ceremony was indeed Heleqin himself.

And whether Heleqin is facing Aiwass or "Aleister, the son of the moon in the image of Aiwass", he can easily recognize them.

For the undead, flesh and blood are just empty shells, and race is just decoration. None of these things can be hidden from his perception.

"...Long time no see, Heleqin."

Aleister in the form of "Aiwass" smiled happily and said, "It looks like you have gained a brand new power."

"——Blessed by the Lord of Scaled Feathers. Thank you for your bravery and determination."

Heleqin slowly lowered the tip of the gun, then flicked the gun again, holding it tightly with the tip of the gun facing upwards.

Heleqin, who has almost never spoken to others, but does have the ability to speak, also spoke a slightly older style of human language: "Fortunately, I still have a way to adapt. Now I am a 'warrior'." "

Merlin's ritual in the past gave the King of the Wild Hunt a new path to wisdom, and gave Helechin the ability to speak and think.

His voice was unexpectedly young.

Although it is not as gentle and bright as in the previous promotion ceremony, at least it does not contain any death energy - it is not the hollow and mysterious undead voice of the principal. It is closer to the slightly distorted and reverberating sound of "campus radio".

Compared to the undead voice, the elf voice is clearer. He sounded like he was in his thirties... What made Aleister a little nervous was the tone of Heleqin's voice.

Heleqin's speech was too standard and precise, so it gave people a very strange feeling. It's like the host of a news broadcast, or the feeling in English listening - ordinary people will never speak so standardly and seriously.

"Warrior...isn't it an advanced profession? Just a warrior?"

"Now, as a deceased person, I am just a shadow of the past. I have been favored by the Pillar God, and I am lucky enough to get a few remaining leaves of the branch of the living. I am satisfied."

Heleqin replied patiently and kindly.

Obviously - he helped the Lord of Scale Feathers fish, and he got some benefits.

The boss is so fair!

Aleister couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At that time, the Silver Crown Dragon and the Sand Timepiece were the ones who contributed the most, so the greatest benefits were given to them. Aiwass was sent to make nests at that time, which had the highest risk factor, so he also got the "opportunity to resurrect" this rebellious Sand Timepiece. The benefits of balancing rules.

As for Aiwass being able to do this, the Wild Hunting skills granted to Aiwass by Herlechin also have at least three points of merit - rounding off, the guarantee also has the function of a hook or fishing line. For being able to catch this big fish, his contribution was at least greater than the bench sitting under the angler.

In the end, Heleqin's side actually received benefits that satisfied him... His soul, which had been contaminated by hatred and rage to the point of madness, was purified again, and he also received part of the warrior's strength. This is all proof.

Realizing that Heleqin's attitude towards him was friendly enough, perhaps there was no need to fight this fight, "Aiwass" felt a little more relaxed.

He smiled and said: "How about it, do you want to come with me? Your wife and children miss you very much."

Hearing this, Heleqin's translucent spiritual face showed an expression of obvious confusion and memories.

"Fafnir and..."

Helchin paused and said not very confidently: "Rhine?"

"That's right, Rhine Dragon Flame - he is already a very outstanding child now."

Aleister's voice was gentle, just like a teacher trying to explain to parents that "your child is very good, but a little introverted."

This was not a deliberate performance, but her concern from the bottom of her heart: "Just..."

"...Just?"

Herchin's words suddenly became sharp: "Are they... in any trouble?"

He was filled with the kind of tragic and dilapidated war atmosphere like a broken battlefield, which made people believe that he was still the King of the Wild Hunt and the Lord of War.

"That's not the case."

Aleister shook his head: "It's just that Cardinal Fafna was too harsh on little Rhine.

"She beat little Rhine in accordance with the tradition of the dragon to make it adapt to this power. And since the child was a hundred years old, the day and night hard training has never ended. "

"...Dragons do have this tradition, but..."

Herchin asked back with some doubts: "Isn't the war outside over yet?

"In our time, the whole world was dangerous. If you don't have enough power, you may be killed by all kinds of sudden disasters. But, in my opinion... this land has become much quieter now."

The King of the Wild Hunt does not only appear in Eagle Point Village.

Whenever a stormy night comes, it can go out hunting with thunderclouds. Although it can't be said that he has seen much of the world, it is no problem to visit at least a quarter of Avalon.

Although his heart was full of resentment of being betrayed, cooked, and swallowed at that time, he still remembered it...

In Heleqin's view, although this land is slightly poor and backward, there is indeed no war or dispute. Even if there are not many troops deployed in the war fortress, everyone shows a casual and leisurely mentality.

-That is exactly the peace that Heleqin's generation pursues.

For a mediator, a warrior who sacrificed for the pursuit of peace, "boring peace" is the most beautiful vision. People should live in a peaceful and prosperous world. If prosperity cannot be achieved, at least peace should be achieved. The people of Avalon, their lives can already be called "human"... This is exactly what he and his followers want to achieve by resisting the giants.

It is also for this reason that after the resentment dissipated, he could appear in this more sacred posture.

- At this moment, he is no longer a resentful soul, but a heroic spirit.

"No," Aleister shook his head. "The outside world has been peaceful for a long time. Avalon has not had a war for four hundred years. And the Theocracy is still the strongest in this world. No one dares to attack the Theocracy. Little Rhine is in an absolutely safe situation."

"Then... it's already peaceful, why do you still need to..."

"Because that was your last words."

Aleister answered slowly, his voice clear and word by word: "Cardinal Fafner said, 'I used my liver to lay the foundation for him, used my spine to make weapons for him, and used scales to make armor for him'. All this is just because of the last words you left, which is to hope that Rhine can become the strongest warrior in the world."

"...I'm just worried that Fafner will go crazy and commit suicide for love, so I want to find something for her to do."

"It's useless for you to tell me these things."

Aleister shook his head: "You have to tell Fafner yourself.

"If you agree, then you will cancel the contract signed with Wei Zhe and become my follower. I can take you away and let you appear in the outside world again. Let you leave Avalon and go to the former Helasar Empire, the Theocracy, and the desert...

"And what you have to do is to fight for me... If I can ascend to the dream world in the future, then I will also let you ascend to a higher realm."

"...I understand."

Herqin nodded: "You are recruiting followers."

He had his own followers and followers in the past, so Heerqin could understand Aleister's thoughts.

"You can understand it that way."

Aleister replied.

Herqin laughed when he heard this.

He clenched the dragon bone spear in his hand, raised it again and pointed it at Aleister.

"Then let's fight."

Herqin said leisurely, and pointed his empty left hand at the wild hunters who were lined up in silence behind him: "Otherwise, I will leave like this, and my brothers will not be able to explain it."

Those wild hunters were still entangled in resentment, so it was difficult for them to speak normally and they could only roar and scream-but as wild hunters, they were also intelligent and could understand human words.

"...Is this going to happen?"

Aleister laughed happily.

The blond youth held the spear in his right hand and slowly raised the little crow in his arms with his left hand.

The Night Demon suddenly opened his scarlet pupils.

"It should have been done long ago--"

Vignes made an ethereal and hoarse voice, and from the black and red lightning, he showed his true form of the demon, which looked like a fallen angel with tears of blood.