In the early morning, the scenery of the City in the Clouds is undoubtedly the most beautiful, because terrible storms often visit this grassland full of suffering, so everyone on the grassland cherishes the beautiful time.
What's more, these days have extremely special significance for the Montita Kingdom and even the entire world.
Everyone is busy for the celebration.
Enleco looked at the busy crowd and was filled with emotion. Unknowingly, the Glory Day celebration was ushered in again.
Compared with a year ago, Enleco already has a completely different understanding of the Glory Day celebration.
He is no longer the ignorant child, and the Glorious Day Festival is no longer a rare holiday where he can have fun and relax.
He was no longer as full of admiration and awe as he was a year ago for the final battle between gods and demons represented by the Glory Sun.
After learning the truth about the war between gods and demons from the ancient wisdom dragon, Enleco almost lost all faith, and the solemn war turned into a ridiculous farce.
In fact, not only has the war between gods and demons lost its original glory, but all past glories, including Thanksgiving Day and Victory Day, have lost their original sanctity and solemnity in Enleco's eyes.
Especially the Victory Day celebration.
Those heroes are no longer aloof and god-like beings.
Enleco knew clearly that they were full of bitterness, sorrow and melancholy. As for the two ancient heroes who are still alive in the world, they have already left the splendor and glory of the past behind them.
"You lazy idiot, why did you stop what you were doing?"
The sharp and severe scolding brought Enleco back to reality. That annoying little thing seemed to be the most severe overseer in the world.
Enleco glanced at the little thing dangling in front of his eyes. The little thing held its hands on its waist, widened its sapphire eyes, and looked at him angrily.
This little thing was actually full of strange enthusiasm for the celebration, but Enleco knew very well that she didn't care about the true meaning of the celebration.
For this little guy, the real meaning of the Glorious Day celebration is just the festive atmosphere full of laughter and noise.
Enleco has always been surprised by the little thing's playful nature.
It was hard for him to imagine how a little thing with such a temperament could spend those long, endless years filled with loneliness.
Thinking of this, Enleco couldn't help but sympathize with this annoying little thing. At the same time, he could also deeply understand why this little thing was so eager to give Angeli eternal life.
After all, An Qili is her only friend in this world.
But Enleco suspected that the real reason was that Anjili was the only human being who could endure the noise of that annoying little guy.
As he stayed in the temple longer and his understanding of the first princess deepened, Enleco felt more and more that the first princess could indeed be called an angel on earth.
With this angelic lady by my side, everything became so warm and peaceful, even that little thing no longer seemed so annoying, and she no longer seemed so unreasonable.
"Work quickly!"
Enleco suddenly felt a stinging pain on his vest, as if an iron pliers had pinched him hard there.
"Don't bite me again, or I'll tell Angel." Enleco threatened.
He knew that this was the only effective way to stop it, because An Qili had warned that annoying little thing, forbidding her to bite anyone with her teeth again.
"Hurry up and work, I will watch you." The little thing flew to Enleco's ear and said sharply, but it could be heard that her tone was not tough, and it was obvious that she did feel guilty.
Enleco shrugged his shoulders, climbed up two steps on the ladder, and carefully tied the wreath in his hand under the eaves.
The Montita people cherish all their property, and they will never use precious silk for flashy places. Therefore, although this is the origin of silk, you will never see the scene of Vedsk's silk ribbons and brocades fluttering in the wind.
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The prairie of Montita is full of beautiful flowers. Although their beauty is so short-lived, it is enough to add glory to the celebration.
The lively little thing was helping calmly this time. She flew down and dragged the garlands up from the basket and handed them to Enleco's hands.
This was Angeli's order. Enleco guessed that Angeli did this to resolve the deep-rooted conflict between him and the little thing.
However, one look at the way the little thing was arrogant and gesticulating from time to time, it was obvious that trying to reconcile with the little thing was not as easy as An Qili imagined.
While the two were busy at work, Enleco suddenly heard someone calling his name.
"Lecross, can you stop for a moment?"
Enleco didn't need to look back to know that it was Dak who was coming. Similarly, he didn't need to guess to be sure that the reason why Dak came to him was definitely because he encountered some difficulties in martial arts.
This prince is not an out-and-out martial arts idiot, he has even reached the point of being hopeless.
Before Enleco could answer, he heard an argument starting below.
"Go, go, don't hinder our work. That guy was planning to be lazy whenever he got the chance, and now he has even more excuses."
The little thing flew to the first prince's eyes, pointed at his nose and said.
Unlike Enleco, Dak is not a very good talker. He spends so much time sitting in front of the boulder and meditating, which obviously hinders his communication ability.
In addition, the people on the Montita grassland are more impulsive than people in other countries, and prefer to use actions instead of arguments.
His Highness the Prince was obviously well prepared. He grabbed the little thing and before she could scream loudly, he stuffed her into a pocket and tied her up tightly with ropes.
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Through the thick cowhide and densely packed ropes, Enleco could still hear a scream, but the scream became much softer and not so harsh.
Throwing the small things tied into a ball into the Holy Grail, Dak waved his hand and said easily: "Okay, let me deal with the guy who likes to cause trouble. Before my sister comes back, you have a period of time.
Free time."
"This is not good. If An Qili comes back, the little thing will definitely complain." Enleco said with a frown.
"It doesn't matter, this is a game that she and I have played together since childhood." Dak said disapprovingly.
Enleco asked enthusiastically: "Since childhood? When was that?"
"When I was seven or eight years old, my mother sent someone to take me to Sophie. I saw that annoying little guy for the first time. At that time, I actually thought she was very interesting." Dak shook his head and sighed.
, obviously he was regretting his stupidity at that time.
Enleco now finally understands why the relationship between the metal life form and the first prince is so bad.
Whenever that little thing mentioned the first prince, he always used the worst words such as barbaric, tyrannical, cruel, bad, despicable, shameless... to describe the first prince, and often classified the first prince as a wild boar.
Similar to bears and orangutans.
Enleco glanced at the little thing that was tightly tied into a ball, and he actually sympathized with her.
Pulled by His Royal Highness, Enleco walked towards the prince's palace.
Along the way, everyone was busy preparing for the Glory Day celebration. The city in the clouds was decorated with colorful flower bouquets and garlands, and even people's bodies were decorated with these things.
Everyone's face was beaming with joy, as if they had felt the festive atmosphere a day in advance.
The only thing that was incompatible with the festive atmosphere was Enleco and the prince beside him.
Perhaps in order to better feel the loneliness and confusion of the strongest warrior, or perhaps just to imitate, His Highness the Prince wore a pair that was exactly the same as Enleco, extremely loose, neither a robe nor a cloak.
His Royal Highness's palace is located in a relatively remote location on the north side of the City in the Clouds. There is a platform directly in front of the palace that extends far away.
The biting north wind roared, and the white ground was covered with spots of scorched black marks, which were the marks left by the deadly lightning in the terrible storm.
Even if it is not during the storm, this place is still a place that ordinary people are afraid of. People on the Cloud City call this place the "Wailing Horn".
But Enleco also knew very well that Prince Dark's solid foundation was cultivated in this terrible place where the wind was howling and full of thunder and lightning.
The raging storm and the swift lightning forged the strong and powerful body of His Highness the Prince.
Enleco didn't like to stand on the edge of the platform and let the strong wind blow.
Although this is like a breeze blowing on His Highness the Prince's face, although looking out from the platform, the vast expanse of prairie and the feeling that it seems to be melting between heaven and earth often make people's blood boil.
But for Enleco, the feeling was more of fear and trepidation.
He used to be proud of his ability as a supreme warrior, but since he stood on this platform with howling winds, he truly realized that he was not a real warrior, all he had was a brilliant warrior.
It's just the shell of a warrior.
But Enleco didn't want Dak to see his cowardice, so he endured the shaky and fearful feeling.
"Every time I see the beautiful scenery in front of me, I feel relaxed and happy," Duck said with emotion.
Enleco could only smile bitterly from deep in his heart. He sighed and said: "I prefer warm and comfortable rooms, exquisite food and delicious drinks. After all, I am not a real warrior after all. I am not like you."
The consciousness of a warrior."
"That's true, you are the strangest person I have ever seen. Your martial arts skills are superb, but the foundation is very weak. But what surprises me most is that you actually have power beyond imagination.
It’s hard to believe that such slender muscles can explode with such powerful force.”
Dak shook his head, sighed and said, all of this is what he dreams of as a warrior.
Hearing these words, Enleco felt deeply helpless. He guessed that possessing these talents was probably related to the blood of the goblin family flowing in his body.
But this is definitely something that is not common to outsiders.
Moreover, Enleco doubted that even if he told the truth, not many people would believe it.
"By the way, what do you want from me? You would never invite me to enjoy the scenery in front of you." Enleco asked.
"Oh! By the way, last night I looked through the past information and found some extremely interesting things, things that no one has ever noticed before," Duck said.
He led Enleco towards his bedroom.
Like most rooms in the Montita Kingdom, His Royal Highness the Prince's bedroom is simple and simple.
The only thing that can prove that the people who live here are far more noble than ordinary people is probably the size of the room.
Although this place is only slightly wider than an ordinary room, it is much longer, so the overall appearance is quite long and narrow.
The floor of the room is covered with a thick wool felt blanket, and several weapons are hung in the most conspicuous place on the front, which is quite consistent with the identity of the owner who lives here.
Enleco took a look at the scimitar he made.
The scimitar was placed in the center, obviously regarded as the most precious treasure.
However, Enleco could see at a glance that there were two weapons that were obviously more outstanding than the scimitar he made.
Especially the two-handed sword, with a layer of fire floating on the scabbard, it is obviously a very outstanding magic weapon.
Enleco can completely imagine the reason why this magic weapon was left out. Obviously Dak is a very stoic person, and he is not willing to give up the martial arts he pursues for a weapon.
Enleco guessed that maybe this was because Dak had his own god in his mind, which was Tomur, the strongest warrior. It would be a kind of blasphemy for him to turn his back on Tomur's martial arts.
Enleco glanced around, but there was nothing all around, even less than the furnishings and decorations of an ordinary Montita family.
This room is almost exactly the same as his own room, but he is just an outsider and has never regarded this place as his home, so it is understandable that he does not care about the decoration and layout of the room.
Looking at this extremely simple room, Enleco became even more convinced that Dak was addicted to martial arts to the point of being unable to extricate himself.
Except for the addition of a long table compared to Enleco's own room, this room is almost the same.
Enleco can completely understand why such a long table is needed, because the young prince does not only have one wife.
This is definitely a huge family. Compared with other families in the Montita Kingdom, the only thing missing is probably the children running around the table.
What Enleco found most unaccustomed was that the princesses were dressed exactly the same as they were in the bedroom.
Enleco knew very well that in the etiquette of the Montita Kingdom, this meant that he was treated as a brother by the first prince in front of him.
Unlike other countries, the prince did not rebuke his wives. Apparently the Montitas did not think there was anything inappropriate about wives listening to their husbands talk about confidential matters.
Enleco guessed that the Montita people were probably convinced that their wives would never betray the family.
He took out a roll of parchment from the bedroom. The parchment was already somewhat blackened, and there was even a green mildew stain on it.
Duck carefully spread out the parchment. Due to the age, the parchment had some damage and wrinkles.
Enleco glanced at the parchment, and he regretted that the words written on it were still in the ancient Montita script that he didn't recognize, but next to some paragraphs, there were words written in extremely small new Montita script.
Annotations written in Tita.
"This is a hand scroll left by Shegre, another Lord Sant who was contemporary with Lord Tomur." The first prince said solemnly.
"Shegri?"
Enleco was obviously very unfamiliar with this name, but he knew that one of the twelve heroes of Victory Day must have another more well-known name.
"My knowledge about this Saint is very limited. He can definitely be called the most mysterious one among the twelve heroes." Dak shrugged and said.
"Tell me what you know, please?" Enleco said.
The first prince nodded, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "According to legend, Lord Shegre is a disabled person, but there is also a saying that Lord Saint is a hidden warrior, but
The only thing that is certain is the important role played by Lord Sant in the Battle of Victory Day."
Speaking of this, Dak seemed quite proud, and his cheeks even turned slightly red because of this, which was a symbol of boiling blood.
"According to legend, the final battle that completely reversed the situation was planned by this lord. He is obviously a genius strategist." The prince raised his voice and said.
This incident was beyond Enleco's expectation.
Originally, in his imagination, it was undoubtedly Victor's idea to directly attack Vedsk, but he did not expect that the proposer would be someone else.
"In other words, this Lord Shegre is the chief of staff of the rebel army in the Magic Empire era?" Enleco asked.
"Chief of Staff? That's your title. We have a more appropriate and reasonable title here - Military Advisor." Dak said with high spirits.
Enleco was noncommittal about this. Anyway, for him, whether he was the chief of staff or the military adviser, it was the same thing. The job that the guy sitting in that position had to do was to use his mind to guide the army to victory.
"What is recorded in this scroll? Is it about the offensive strategy of the Victory Day Battle? Or is it advice on how to lead the army to victory?"
Enleco glanced at the hand scroll and said that the annotations on it were too small, and after years of erosion, many places had become blurred. The person who wrote the annotations for the hand scroll obviously did not consider the rainy weather in the Montita Kingdom.
stormy weather.
"No, according to my guess, this scroll should be an experience from Shegre's youth." The prince said, pointing to a certain line in the scroll.
"The hand scroll mentions that at the end of the Magic Empire era, there was a Magic Emperor who was suddenly interested in martial arts for the first time. He summoned nearly a thousand people and hundreds of warriors from different sects to create a strange , a completely different martial skill.
No one could guess the purpose of the magic emperor. They only knew that the development of martial arts did not go smoothly in the initial stage. The warriors had completely different opinions, and the magic emperor could not give clear opinions.
The development of martial arts seems to have progressed after Shegre joined. Perhaps it is because of Lord Sante that the development of martial arts is on the right track. This is my guess." The first prince smiled and said.
"From the scroll, it seems that Shegeri's job at that time was to collect and organize the research results of warriors. Reading between the lines, I even suspect that Shegeri was originally one of the subordinates of the magic emperor."
The first prince shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to throw this blasphemous thought out of his head.
However, Enleco didn't take it seriously. No one knew the details of the collapse of the Magic Empire better than him. This huge empire that once flourished was destroyed in the hands of the two supreme leaders of the empire.
Compared with Victor, who personally ruined the Magic Empire, this Shegri, who may have been a citizen of the Magic Empire, is nothing at all.
After clearing his mind, His Royal Highness the Prince continued: "Lord Shegrei has obviously secretly hidden some of the research results, but he is not a real warrior, so he is completely helpless with these unimaginably rich treasures. Everything. The change occurred when he fled to Montita.
On the way, he met an exiled Montita man, who was Lord Tomur. According to legend, Tomur was once a grumpy and unruly man. He was cast aside and rejected by his own tribe. Exiled, but his strength allowed him to survive alone on the grassland.
Tomur became a great warrior, presumably because of that chance encounter. With his incomparable talent, he obviously obtained the treasure from Shegre. I even doubt that the teardrop that belongs to you now was originally It is also the sword of Shegori."
Hearing this, Enleco nodded silently, and his guess was not much different from Dak's.
"You must have made new discoveries from the hand scrolls."
Enleco said that he knew the temperament of His Highness the Prince very well, and he was not a person who liked to study history and think about it.
"Do you still remember the text that Tomur left on the boulder? I found a more original part from this hand scroll." The prince said excitedly. Looking at the way his eyes were shining, it was obvious that this was the moment. This is what really interests him.
"Have you ever heard of the Hands of Hades? This is obviously some kind of powerful martial skill that is unknown to the world. The final research result of the Magic Emperor is obviously this unknown martial skill.
It’s a pity that Master Shegre didn’t have the chance to appreciate the full extent of this martial skill, but the one who really regrets this is probably Master Tomur, who has been pursuing this ultimate martial skill all his life.” Duck sighed heavily. said in a tone.
Unlike the first prince, Enleco, who knew the era of the Magic Empire well, when he heard the name "Hands of Hades", he immediately thought of the man who led an army into the Kingdom of Leiding and used evil and tragic means to destroy the Magic Empire. A person who has only a trace of blood fused with the blood of the enemy country; he immediately thinks of the most evil Magic Emperor, the Emperor of Hades, who is not even willing to let go of his own descendants.
"Helis, Vedsk, the most terrifying magic emperor in the era of the magic empire. If there is such a martial art as the hands of Hades, its owner must be this extremely evil king." Enleco sighed.
said in a tone.
He was extremely reluctant to mention this extremely evil magic emperor, because it would inevitably remind him of many unpleasant memories.
The Roland family is the one most closely related to Helis in this world.
Enleco shuddered whenever he thought of the terrible characters from this family and the persecution those terrible characters had given him.
In Enleco's view, the descendants of this family, without exception, all retain the evil bloodline of Hades, and among them, Xiling's troublesome little head is the most important.
Enleco felt uncomfortable whenever he thought of this little goblin's unbearable past. But his fate was closely linked to this evil little head.
Many times, Enleco had to wonder why the God of Doom liked to patronize him so much? "The God of Death who invaded Leiding?" Dark obviously heard the name of this magic emperor, and he said immediately.
"Does the hand scroll record how to practice the hands of Hades?" Enleco couldn't help but ask.
He suddenly thought of the battle between him and the chief executive at the headquarters.
Thinking about it now, the power exerted by the chief at that time came from the Lord of the Netherworld. The magic of the Lord of the Netherworld could actually destroy the energy of the Dark Dragon Spear, which could not help but awe Enleco.
Enleco is very interested in finding out the truth about the "Hands of Hades".
And he vaguely remembered that his wife, Her Royal Highness Princess Chrissy, had mentioned this name, and also mentioned that this power was still in the hands of the Roland family.
To his disappointment, Dark actually shook his head, "This hand scroll only mentioned some of Shegori's experiences. Except for the hands of Hades, which made me very concerned, maybe there were only those mentioned on the hand scroll.
Those two are said to be the most powerful weapons."
Enleco shook his head repeatedly. He absolutely did not believe in the existence of the most powerful weapon, because the most powerful among magic weapons were the three artifacts. However, Enleco absolutely believed that the "Dark Red Teardrop" he owned was no better than any of the artifacts.
Slightly worse.
What's more, the "holy water of life" production device he created will never be inferior to any artifact.
"I'm not lying. The scroll does mention two magic weapons. Shegre called them the most powerful artifacts. One of them must be the teardrop you told me. The statement on the scroll is almost the same as what you told me.
Mine is exactly the same, which is why I made this guess: As for the other one, it was a weapon used by Shegori himself. It seemed to be a dagger, a dagger that could easily kill any living creature.
The hand scroll mentioned that Shegari relied on this dagger to save his life on the cruel grassland. The dagger could easily take away the life of any living creature. Just a wound made by the dagger was enough to be fatal.
It is recorded in the scroll that no creature has ever survived, and Shegre even used this dagger to kill more than a dozen dragons. With that dagger, killing giant dragons is even easier than killing chickens."
Regarding the deadly weapon Prince Dark said, Enleco did not think it was whimsical. The world of magic is vast and boundless.
Gently picking up the thin piece of parchment and bringing it to his eyes, he looked at it carefully. What Enleco was really interested in were the annotations. He did not recognize the ancient Montita characters.
What surprised him was that the words written in the gaps didn't seem to be a kind of annotation. No annotation could be so detailed, even beyond the sentences being annotated.
And judging from the smoothness of the writing, the person who wrote these words obviously has a unique understanding and understanding of the mysterious "hands of Hades".
Enleco even suspected that the person who wrote the annotation might know the "hands of Hades" better than the person who originally wrote the parchment.
However, that person obviously knew nothing about the two magical weapons mentioned on the scroll, and left almost no notes in the second half.
Enleco was also not very interested in those two artifacts.
The "Dark Red Teardrop" once belonged to him. Although Enleco learned superb martial arts from this vampire scimitar, compared with the powerful power he possesses as a magician, these superb martial arts are obviously inferior.
It's nothing.
In fact, Enleco often wondered whether it was a pity that Kate was obsessed with practicing and researching magical martial arts.
In any case, a magician is much more powerful than a warrior.
"It is indeed an amazing weapon that can do this, but no matter how powerful the weapon is, it must be able to cause damage to be effective. Such a weapon may be more suitable for dealing with Warcraft." Enleco said disapprovingly.
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As soon as martial arts were mentioned, the prince immediately became excited. In fact, he was not looking for Leclerc just to let him see this long-forgotten scroll.
Now Dak is eager to get guidance on martial arts from his good friends all the time.
He had been waiting for this opportunity for many years.
When Le Cres revealed his hidden identity and told himself that he was the inheritor of all Tomur's skills, at that moment, Dark seemed to see the gods coming to the world and bestowing luck on him.
These days, the first prince has been practicing martial arts all the time even in his sleep.
How could he endure a whole day being wasted? Even festivals and celebrations could not stop his enthusiasm for pursuing martial arts.
"Let's go outside."
Duck said, walked to the wall and took off the scimitar hanging on the wall.
"Aren't you worried that the machete fell from the top of the mountain?"
Enleco was not interested in competing with others in martial arts in the roaring wind. He knew very well how to make the prince give up his thoughts.
Sure enough, when the beloved scimitar was mentioned, the prince showed hesitation.
"Forget it for today! I still have a lot of work to do. Tomorrow is the celebration, and there is still a lot of decoration work to be done in the temple," Enleco said with a smile.
He is completely different from this prince who does not give birth.
"Don't worry, if you don't do it, others will finish it. If you are worried that my sister will cause trouble for you, I will help you solve it." The first prince said confidently.
After hearing this, Enleco could only shake his head and smile bitterly. He had nothing to say.
Enleco knew very well that Dak had considerable privileges in Montita, not only because he was the first prince, but also because he was supported and loved by the people of Montita.
However, Enleco was not willing to let his good friend use his privileges as the elder brother and first prince in front of Princess Anjili.
Even Enleco himself didn't know the reason.
"I think it's better to forget it, it's only a few days anyway." Enleco comforted him with a smile.
Duck shook his head repeatedly, this was obviously not a proposal he could accept.
"Just move the table out. Whenever a storm came when I was a kid, I would practice martial arts in my room." As he said that, Duck directed his wives to move the tables and chairs.
Watching the women busily moving tables and chairs into the bedroom, Enleco could only shake his head and smile bitterly. He just stood aside and watched.
Because according to Montita's custom, women are responsible for all the work in the room.
But Duck was obviously used to this. He gently pulled out the scimitar from the scabbard, and then carefully hung the scabbard back on the wall.
The women were driven into the bedroom. They were crowded together with tables, chairs and benches. To Enleco, they were like sheep in a pen.
"Do you still use the whip?" Dak asked: "It's a little narrow here, which may be a bit disadvantageous for you." Enleco glanced around. The width and height of the room really made it difficult for him to use his hands and feet.
But Enleco didn't care, after all, in addition to martial arts, he also had magic.
In the beginning, he relied on magic to make up for his lack of strength.
But when he was captured in the controller's headquarters, everything changed completely.
The debauched days of being locked up with two goblins awakened the blood from the ancient goblin clan mixed in his blood.
The blood of the goblin clan gave him a superb body and strength, making him an extremely powerful warrior. However, since he became a true warrior, he has unknowingly forgotten everything in the past. He has forgotten that he was once a warrior.
The layman who relies on a little magic to pretend to be a superb martial artist has forgotten the feeling of combining magic and martial arts.
What reminded him of all this was the blow when he and Dak were competing in martial arts.
In order to impress Dak and make himself truly worthy of Tomur's inheritance, he once again applied magic to martial arts.
The result turned out to be unusually perfect.
It was that blow that opened a whole new world for Enleco.
It's just that Enleco still only has a vague impression, and he can't confirm what he has discovered yet.
"I'll use my hands. This is a unique martial art. You'd better be careful." Enleco said. The second half of the sentence was actually just to prevent Dak from feeling too inferior.
He didn't want to hurt his good friend's dignity.
"Great, I just want to see other martial arts. The more I haven't seen it before, the more welcome I am." After saying this, the first prince opened his stance and sharpened his sword lightly and quickly.
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This sword is almost perfect. With the foundation that has been tempered for thousands of years and the martial arts passed down by Tomur, Dak is now enough to challenge any warrior.
If it were in the past, Enleco would first think of evading, and then rely on his weird body skills to cut into Dak's blind corner to counterattack.
But the prerequisite is that he must have a weapon in his hands.
Without weapons, the length of his arms restricted his ability to fight back effectively.
Of course, Enleco can also use the wind sword. He can easily explain that it is a special kind of sword energy. But Enleco thinks that he is not such a rogue.
You can't dodge, because dodge will widen the distance between yourself and the opponent, so you can only get as close to the opponent as possible. Enleco has always been very confident in his reaction and shot speed, because he has the blood of the goblin family flowing in his body.
And speed is the specialty of the fairies.
In addition, the electrical magic that stimulates potential also increases his speed beyond the limit.
Enleco patted the machete casually.
This casual blow actually exposed a flaw in his opponent.
Dak retreated and regained his stance.
Enleco was in a trance as if he had captured something, but the feeling was as vague as before. Suddenly, he recalled the series of competitions he had seen in the martial arts field.
Suddenly I thought of the mysterious old man who succeeded Pirate King Rosim and resisted Maclu's giant axe.
No one knows better than Enleco how terrifying Maclu's full blow is. Neither he nor the goblin dared to parry the giant ax head-on.
But the old man did all this with a pair of palms, which is simply incredible.
In an instant, Enleco seemed to understand what was originally unbelievable. He crossed his hands in front of his chest and formed a ball posture.
Dak felt baffled. He had never seen such martial arts before.
But the warrior's blood boiled in his body, and he waved the scimitar.
A whole day of fighting practice was enough for Enleco to make him feel soreness in his back and back. The blood of the goblin family gave him superb strength and reflexes, but he seemed to be slightly lacking in tenacity and endurance.
Dak also felt pain all over his body, but that was because Enleco was not very good at grasping power.
For some reason, that kind of martial arts was so familiar to Enleco, as if it was a martial skill that he was familiar with, but he gradually forgot about it due to lack of practice.
It was as if this martial skill was originally deeply engraved in the depths of his memory, but was just pushed to the bottom by other accumulated memories.
That vague feeling became clearer and clearer after an afternoon of fighting.
Also as his understanding of this kind of martial arts deepens, Enleco's moves become more and more powerful.
Unfortunately, his knowledge of this kind of martial arts has not yet reached the level of free control of power. Because of this, the first prince has a lot of scars on his body.
Fortunately, for a martial arts idiot, these are nothing at all.
The first prince even exclaimed that it was worth it to see such superb martial arts. It was obvious that he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.
For the first time, when Enleco announced that he was stopping the sparring, the prince did not show any signs of being unsatisfied. Apparently, the pain on his body had slightly sapped some of his enthusiasm for martial arts.
What surprised Enleco was that the bath water was already prepared, and two of Dak's wives had been boiling water in the kitchen.
Seeing the two women sweating profusely and the heat gushing out from the kitchen, Enleco could only sigh heavily from the bottom of his heart. The Montita woman was really able to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens.
But Enleco also knew very well that the two Montita women might not think they were so persevering.
Although they were in the same world, Enleco felt that his and Montita's thoughts seemed to belong to two completely different worlds.
Especially seeing the happy smiles on the faces of the two women when Dak came out of the shower, Enleco became even more convinced of this matter.
But to be fair, being able to take a comfortable bath after a hard day's work is indeed a great pleasure.
Putting on the burqa prepared for him by Dak's wives, Enleco came out of the bathroom and saw the first prince lying comfortably on a brocade blanket, enjoying the gentle massage of his wives.
Seeing his good friend come out, Duck pointed to a brocade blanket spread next to him.
"Oh, no, I don't think I can get used to Montita's massage techniques. Lila massaged me once and it felt pretty bad." Enleco shook his head repeatedly.
The first prince was obviously stunned. He didn't know what Enleco meant by what he said, but his wives obviously understood the meaning of what he said. They all pursed their lips and snickered.
That smile made Enleco feel very embarrassed.
Dak glared at his wives, who quickly whispered something in his ears in fear.
I saw Dak suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter even spread far outside the door. If it weren't for the howling wind that blocked the laughter from continuing to spread, I'm afraid the entire city in the clouds would have been able to hear the loud and loud sound.
laugh.
"My dear friend, abandon your worries, relax and let my wives relieve your fatigue. Every Montita woman is the best masseur." The prince said with a smile.
Suddenly, his smile became a little weird: "They are all proficient in several massage techniques, one of which is completely for their own benefit, but I can guarantee that you don't have to worry about my wives using this massage technique."
If this technique is used on you, the victim can only be me."
Looking at Duck's weird smile and the smiles of his wives, Enleco naturally understood what was going on.
He really had nothing to say, so he could only lie down on the brocade blanket obediently.
Feeling the three hands massaging the sore arms, shoulders and legs respectively, just as Duck said, these Montita women are all massage experts, and their skills are no less than that of the palace maid, Miss Chang Lina.
Enleco felt that the soreness and fatigue were being squeezed out of the body bit by bit, and vitality and strength gradually rose from the body with the gently massaging hands.
"It feels pretty good. I believe the little one in your room will know this. You can ask her to serve you, but you have to worry about her secretly changing her tactics midway."
Dak glared at his wives, and the women lowered their heads shyly, "These women are greedy guys. They always try their best to squeeze out the last bit of energy from you."
Enleco did not dare to express his opinion on this high-level argument. As a Sophie benefactor, this was something he could not understand.
"By the way, your martial arts skills are really superb. I vaguely feel that it is the final martial arts skill that Tomur left on the boulder." Duck exclaimed.
Enleco glanced around.
"Don't worry, my wives won't say a word to others. In fact, they rarely have contact with outsiders, and they dare not chat about family affairs. Chatting about family affairs in Montita is a very heavy crime."
Duck said.
Enleco can completely understand this. He knows very well that after marriage, for Montita women, the world of life is limited to the family. Perhaps because of this, the Montita women can be so close.
After all, her husband's other wives are the only ones she can talk to and interact with. If the relationship is very tense, even if she has all the favors from her husband, she will still feel extremely lonely and lonely.
Enleco knew that this was also something that was difficult for him to understand. After all, he was not a Montita person.
"Maybe, but the martial arts I just showed came from an old man. I once saw him use this kind of martial arts to fight a powerful opponent. You may have heard of his opponent, that is the Kingdom of Leiding.
The mad mage who has risen recently." Enleco said..
As soon as he heard the name of the mad mage, Dak immediately became energetic. Obviously, superb warriors and superb martial arts were equally attractive to him, a martial arts idiot.
The first prince pestered Enleco to tell him about the confrontation.
Enleco was helpless, but he tried his best to hide everything about himself.
It is definitely not an easy task to satisfy an enthusiast's pursuit of what he is passionate about.
Enleco had already understood this matter from Bertina and those believers of the Goddess of Life in Stryer County. Later, he further understood the horror of this fanaticism from the barbarian Maclu, who pestered him to compete.
The madness and horror at that time still frightened him to this day.
Now it has been confirmed once again from this first prince.
When Enleco left the prince's palace, it was already very late.
Dragging heavy steps, Enleco returned to the temple.
What surprised him was that there were still people busy in the temple.
An Qili climbed on the ladder and was carefully tying flowers. The little golden thing at her feet was busy helping.
Most of the places in the temple have been laid out and decorated, but now only a small part is left, which makes Enleco feel very ashamed.
Enleco scratched his head in embarrassment and walked over slowly.
The little golden thing saw him first, dropped the garland in her hand and flew straight over.
Looking at the bright golden light, you can clearly see the angry expression on the little thing's face.
"Come back, have you forgotten what you promised me just now?"
Angeli's soft and slow voice stopped the little thing's anger that was about to explode.
"My brother must have dragged you to practice martial arts all day long. You must be exhausted. Thank you very much, Leclerc." Anjili said softly as she slowly climbed down from the ladder.
If there is anything in this world that makes Enleco feel at a loss the most, it is tenderness.
For a moment, Enleco seemed stupid and didn't know how to speak.
Fortunately, that little thing who usually looked very annoying helped him out.
"Humph, why should we thank him? We didn't help him complete his own work?" the little thing said angrily.
"In return, you should repay me." The little thing suddenly flew above Enleco's head, stomped hard and said.
"Don't be ashamed. If you do something like this, ask others to repay you." Anjili scolded with a smile.
"Oh - nothing, I really should repay something." Enleco quickly shrugged his shoulders and said, he finally no longer felt embarrassed.
"What do you want?"
Enleco grabbed the little golden thing in his hand, raised it to his eyes and asked.
The little thing broke away from Enleco's hand. Obviously she didn't like how Enleco treated her.
Flying in the air, he held his chin in his hands and thought for a long time. For a while, the little thing couldn't think of what he wanted in return.
If it goes according to her nature, this is a good opportunity to make a big deal.
But she had just been severely scolded by An Qili for biting Enleco's finger.
An Qili even punished her for working with the nasty, despicable, shameless and cunning lying thief that she hated most.
From the little thing's point of view, this cannot improve her relationship with the annoying, despicable, shameless, and cunning lying thief. On the contrary, it makes her even less fond of this guy.
But the little thing couldn't go against An Qili's wishes. Even when An Qili canceled the ten-year story-telling promise that the nasty, despicable, shameless, and cunning lying thief had promised her, she was helpless and didn't want to argue.
The little thing knows very well that one cannot make excessive demands on this nasty, despicable, shameless, and cunning lying thief. This guy is a shameful person who will complain in front of An Qili.
And An Qili is not always on his side, and as the two of them become more familiar, this trend becomes more and more obvious.
The little thing already felt deeply threatened by this, because she felt that the annoying, despicable, shameless, and cunning lying thief was gradually dividing An Qili's friendship.
But if she wants to retain the remaining friendship, she has to endure the existence of this annoying, despicable, shameless, and cunning lying thief.
Just like now, she could only watch that nasty, despicable, shameless, cunning lying thief climb up the ladder, and watch An Qili standing at the bottom handing bouquets and garlands up.
This was originally the work of her and An Qili.
Before that, the little thing didn't realize the joy of this kind of job, but now after losing this job, she suddenly hated that nasty, despicable, shameless, cunning lying thief, as if this guy had stolen
Her most precious treasure.
The jealous little thing kept flying around, as if to show its presence.
But neither Enleco nor Angeli paid too much attention to her, to this frustrated, jealous little thing.
Enleco was immersed in that warm and peaceful feeling, which reminded him of the peaceful and monotonous life he had with his father.
Enleco once tried his best to escape from this kind of life. He did not want to inherit the small grocery store. He hoped that one day he could travel freely like those travelers in the past.
But now, after experiencing a lot of prosperity, Enleco suddenly felt the value of this ordinary life. Unfortunately, when he noticed this, the past years had gone forever.
Enleco originally thought he had lost his peace, but he unexpectedly found the long-lost warmth and tranquility beside An Qili.
And compared to when I was with my father, I feel even better now.
Enleco hoped that it could continue like this forever, and that he could stay harmoniously with the equally beautiful Princess under this beautiful moonlight.
It's a pity that there is not much work left. Although Enleco has deliberately slowed down, this work is still over quickly.
"Okay, it's all over. Tomorrow is the celebration. I wish you a happy life. You have a whole day of vacation tomorrow. There is no need for you to take care of the temple. The holy light of the goddess of life will temporarily extinguish it for one day. You can be good.
It’s fun, you will find that Montita’s Glory Day celebration is definitely not inferior to any festival in the Kingdom of Leiding.”
With that said, An Qili kissed Enleco's cheek gently. This time there was no mask blocking it, and it felt really good.
Of course, Her Royal Highness the Princess did not forget to kiss the little golden thing. As if to compensate, maybe she discovered the jealousy and loneliness in the little thing's heart, so she gave the little thing twice as much tender care as usual.
The little thing's bulging cheeks gradually calmed down. Although there was still a trace of resentment in her heart, it was at least much calmer than before.
But Enleco would never care about that little thing's feelings. Since An Qili said there was no need to keep the holy light bright, he didn't need to stay above the temple all night.
Just as the little thing hates Enleco, Enleco also hates the little golden thing. The two of them are like natural enemies and enemies in previous lives.
Just as Enleco was about to follow Angeli out of the temple - the room Angeli had prepared for him, which was right next to Angeli's bedroom, suddenly he felt someone pulling his hair.
There is no need to look back, the only one who would do such a rude thing is that annoying little thing.
"Hey || don't be naughty, let Leclerc go back and rest, he has worked hard all day." An Qili scolded with a smile.
"I promise I will only delay him for a while. I want to discuss with him the return he promised just now."
The little thing argued, and she suddenly added: "Go back and rest quickly, our conversation won't last long."
An Qili looked at the little thing, and she saw a hint of willfulness and a hint of stubbornness in the little thing's expression.
"Don't be too naughty, let alone make unreasonable demands, otherwise I will be angry." An Qili said with a smile.
She even deliberately kept a straight face, but in Enleco's view, this pretending to be angry looked even more beautiful.
Anjili kissed the little thing again, as if it was an advance reward for her tolerance, and also seemed to be a kind of comfort to comfort her lonely and hurt soul.
Watching Angeli go away until he was sure that she couldn't hear a sound, the little thing was still worried and pulled Enleco to hide in a corner of the temple.
"What do you want to do? What kind of reward do you want?"
Enleco said to the little thing calmly that with An Qili's words, he was no longer afraid of the asking price for this little golden thing.
"Do you want to have the power of a super mortal saint? Do you want to become a god-like existence?" The little thing was flying in front of Enleco's eyes while saying in a seductive voice.
It's a pity that all this is of little use to Enleco, because two guys have often used the same technique on him before.
Enleco will never forget how stupidly he and Kate put themselves into the palm of Chris's hand.
Compared with the witch who eats people without spitting out bones, the methods of this little thing in front of her are obviously much immature.
And the other guy is countless times more powerful than the witch Kris. After all, it is an extremely evil monster that has deceived the entire human race. It has probably used this method countless times and has probably studied it for tens of thousands of years.
Long.
"I'm not interested in anything beyond what humans can do. Since the gods don't let humans master these, I'm afraid there is a reason. The god of wisdom who created you is a great god."
Enleco said, but deep in his heart he added - "But creating you is probably the biggest mistake of the God of Wisdom."
As he spoke, Enleco walked straight out of the temple. He just wanted to get peace and stay as far away from the little thing as possible.
"I can give you eternal life." The little thing no longer wanted to use any means, she directly stated her purpose.
Hearing these words, Enleco's heart skipped a beat, because this was exactly the purpose of his trip.
But at that moment, he began to worry about gains and losses. As soon as he achieved his goal, he had to leave here, leave the Montita Prairie, leave this temple, and leave Angeli's side.
Here he found rare peace, the life he had always hoped for, and even a trace of incomprehensible emotion.
And once you return to Sophien, waiting there, in addition to the terrifying Princess Kris, there is also a huge trouble like Xi Ling.
The only person who can make him feel warm is probably Fianna, but Fianna must not dare to violate the super terrifying power of Her Royal Highness Princess Chrissy.
Just thinking about that hellish life made Enleco tremble all over.
He felt confused for a moment.
"I - I never think that gaining eternal life is a kind of happiness for human beings. When friends and relatives are dead, but I am still alive in the world, loneliness and loneliness will turn the long and endless life into a
kind of pain."
Enleco said that this was indeed his true thought, and it was the warning he got from the magic emperors who finally obtained aquatic life.
The little thing suddenly felt a little helpless, because in the memory given to her by the God of Wisdom, it is difficult to persuade humans with this kind of awareness. In fact, humans who will not be tempted by eternal life are all people with extraordinary wisdom and vision.
.
"I don't want you to gain eternal life. If you don't want to, it's entirely up to you. I just want you to do me a favor. I hope An Qili can have eternal life. I don't want An Qili to step into
Death, I don’t want my only good friend to leave me.”
What surprised Enleco was that the little thing was no longer her usual domineering look. Her expression was full of sadness and loneliness.
Suddenly, Enleco felt sorry for this poor little guy.
The God of Wisdom created her, but did not erase her emotions. What is even more unfortunate is that she has no companions.
For tens of thousands of years, the only thing accompanying her was the giant dragon.
In Enleco's impression, the giant dragon was definitely not a suitable friend.
"That's also unfair to An Qili. You want to tie her tightly to you, which will make you happy, but have you ever thought about An Qili's mood? Maybe she will also feel lonely and lonely.
Loneliness, I think you should know very well how bad this feeling is." Enleco said softly.
His tone was unusually calm. This was indeed what he said from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, he had forgotten Chrissy's order.
After saying this, Enleco turned around and walked towards the outside of the temple again.
"I know that it is precisely because of this that I try my best to tolerate you and An Qili being together. Can't you even see this? I know that human beings are not suitable for eternal life, but if two people share eternal life,
If we also share the pain of eternal life, the situation will not be too bad."
The little thing whispered, and the voice seemed so clear in the night.
For Enleco, this was undoubtedly an unimaginable shock.
He was completely stunned. This was something he had never thought of, but Enleco also knew very well that this was definitely a fatal temptation for him.
The little thing suddenly raised his voice and said: "Because of this, I hope you can obtain eternal life with An Qili. This is my request, and this is the reward I ask from you."