Chapter 199 The Night of Destiny (Two in One)
With the ascension of the new empress Isadella and the pacification of the previous incident of many evil gods descending simultaneously in the imperial capital.
The entire Forrestal Empire, and even the Western Continent, have returned to the long-lost peace.
Everything seems to have returned to the past.
The nobles of the Upper City came and went in the court, and the wine and food were mixed at the banquet. Although the several oath families that led the rebellion before have fallen, the core power of the imperial capital has been vacant, and naturally there will be other people and forces to fill it.
The biggest cake is distributed by the royal family, the White Tower and the Shadow Council, and the remaining corners will naturally be divided up by other newly promoted nobles.
The young people in the Black Lily District are talking about the new book "The Legend of Xiao Huohuo" recently published by the Royal Book Society, as well as the recent gossip in the imperial capital.
The hottest gossip now is when Queen Isadella and the officially announced prince will get married, and there are even people who open betting for this.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, it seemed that there was no difference from the hundreds of years of peace that the Fourth Epoch had experienced.
However, this peaceful appearance——
whether it would continue to be a daily routine for a long time, or just a brief interval of clearing up between storms, no one knew.
Perhaps, as the creator of the Glorious Age, the old sun god, imagined, touching a higher-level god, he really had the ability to rewrite the past at will——
However, the future was the only thing that no one, even the gods, could determine.
There were many holy relics in this world that could peek into the past or even rewrite the past, such as the "Hourglass of Time" held by the Queen of the Night, Augustina.
However, no matter how powerful or high-level the divination and precognition abilities were, they could only peek into the tip of the iceberg of fate, not the full picture of the future.
"Think about it carefully. Even if we count the time in reality, we have known each other for ten years."
"And if we count the time we spent in the Garden of Eden--"
"Then it was almost twenty years ago that we first met, got to know each other, and met each other."
"Now that I think about it, it seems like a lifetime ago."
The bright sunlight shone through the window into the quiet courtyard and also onto the girl's hair.
Char held a wooden comb in his hand and gently combed the girl's long hair in front of him.
The golden hair that fell like a waterfall reflected a luster like glass under the sunlight.
"I thought you had forgotten about the things in childhood."
Ailora leaned slightly in Char's arms, letting Char comb her hair and whispering softly.
Her thoughts returned to Ceylon more than ten years ago.
In the past, it was Ailora's mother, the gentle Countess of Winter, who helped her comb her hair.
Until that day, all of Ceylon's past was buried in the smoke and fire.
The one who combed her hair became Char.
"How could I forget that?"
Feeling the faint sandalwood fragrance coming from her nose, Char responded.
"The dignified Earl of Winter, the eldest daughter of the Winter Flower Family, has an adventurous heart that wants to run away from home."
"And, what a coincidence, the first time I ran away from home and went out for an adventure, I encountered a blizzard in the north on the ice field far away from the town."
"If I hadn't come out to collect the clothes drying before the blizzard, and if Yin hadn't found you at a loss by the woods, and led me to take you back to the hunter's cabin... then the future Holy Spear Contractor might have been buried in the polar blizzard."
"At the age of six or seven, it is normal to like adventure."
The blonde girl leaned on Char's arms like this, slightly closing her eyes, and spoke again after a long time.
"But I'm actually very grateful for that blizzard."
"If there hadn't been that blizzard, our life trajectories would have been like two parallel straight lines, very close to each other, but never truly meeting."
"And because of that blizzard, the only intersection between the two straight lines, everything that followed happened."
"That's hard to say."
Xia Ya smiled: "After all, beautiful girls like Xiao Ai are rare."
"That's the only daughter of Earl Winter, the pearl of Ceylon. How do you know that I haven't been coveting this dazzling pearl for a long time? In fact, that encounter was a long-planned chat."
He stopped combing his hair and tied his soft golden hair into a simple ponytail.
"I am a very selfish, stingy and greedy person. If I hadn't had that opportunity, I would have secretly planned other opportunities to chat with you."
"It would be great if you were really as proactive and strong as you say."
Ailora opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror with a ponytail.
"According to the rules of Ceylon, as long as you are 18 years old, you are already of marriageable age."
"To use the old saying in your hometown, those of us who have not yet married should be considered the so-called leftover men and women of old age, the kind that need to be urged to get married by our parents."
"Xiao Ai, you are really getting more and more knowledgeable."
Xia Ya gave a thumbs up.
"But there is another old saying in my hometown, which is that if the Huns are not destroyed, how can we have a family?"
"In the Western Continent, it is that if the evil gods are not destroyed, how can we have a family?"
"You say it as if you, Xia Ya, really have such great ambitions."
Ailora rolled her eyes at Xia Ya with her beautiful sky blue eyes.
If someone else came, they might really be confused by Xia Ya's bold words.
But Ailora knew very well in her heart that Xia Ya's character was actually more easy-going and lazy than people imagined.
If those cults had not taken the initiative to block Xia Ya every time, he would probably pretend nothing happened even if he knew that the cultists were in front of him.
As for the reason behind Char's words "How can I have a family if the Huns are not destroyed?", Ailora actually knew it.
After all, when Char was studying in the Black Tower, she had always been by his side.
That golden elf was also her teacher.
"After all, it's Teacher Hathaway you're worried about."
"But that's also..."
"If you can calmly marry me, Miss Sylvia, or Her Majesty Isadella in Teacher Hathaway's current situation, then you're not yourself anymore."
She sat up from Char's arms, and the laziness she had felt for a moment disappeared.
Ailora looked at Char with her sky-blue eyes: "You're free today, are you ready to enter the remnants of history again?"
With Ailora's familiarity with Char, she naturally knew it very well.
Char, who had been staying in the database and meditation room for several months without going out, now had a rare moment of cuddling with me -
The only explanation is that he has made preparations.
Preparations to enter the First Age again.
This half-day of leisure is not so much a relaxation as a farewell before Char's departure.
"Yeah."
Char nodded.
He also knew that with the tacit understanding between Aurora and himself, no matter what he was thinking, he could not hide it from the girl in front of him.
"Do you want me to inform Miss Silvia and Her Majesty Isadella?"
"No, all the preparations have been made. They can't follow into the remnants of history. Even if they are told, it will only make them worry in vain."
"Can't follow -"
Aurora paused slightly.
She keenly captured the key information from Char's statement.
"That is to say, even Her Majesty Isadella's holy sword can't help you in the First Age?"
"Yes."
Char nodded: "Your Majesty's holy sword is a holy relic born with the mission of saving the world. It has unparalleled special attack attributes for all evil things that can be broadly defined as "anti-order" and "enemy of justice." "
"But, what I am facing this time is not evil in a broad sense-"
After all, that is the creator of the Glorious Age.
Even if he is destroyed, even if his authority and power are only one tenth of those in his heyday, he is fundamentally different from those evil gods.
He is the old sun god, the great creator-
It is not even an exaggeration to say that he represents "justice" itself.
How could the holy sword that saves the world be an enemy of the creator who defines the concept of "justice"?
"However, it is different from the Holy Sword."
"The Holy Spear is a weapon, and it is also the "Anchor of Storms that Anchors the World". It does not distinguish between justice and evil."
"And what I want to use this time is the Holy Spear's characteristic of being an anchor to maintain the world."
Ailora thought for a moment: "Like before, can I just give you the right to use the Holy Spear in the Old Era?"
"Yes."
"Okay. "
Ailora nodded and said nothing more.
This is the tacit understanding between the two of them.
Ailora would have some small emotions on weekdays, and would also be jealous and show off to Char, asking Char to make her delicious food to coax her.
But when facing outsiders, or when Char really made a decision, Ailora would only obey unconditionally.
No matter what you want to do or what price you have to pay, it is the same.
She silently stretched out her hand, and her white fingers gently clenched in the void.
The next moment.
The bright light gathered in the void along with the flowing silver.
Then, it gathered into a pure silver, tiny lance, hovering in the air in front of Char and Ailora.
Then, the next moment.
The tiny silver lance sank into Char's brow.
In an instant, Char felt the contract with the Holy Lance shared by Aurora with all her heart and soul.
This was not the first time Char had mastered the Holy Lance.
In the remnants of Esgania's history, he had experienced the power of this super-standard holy relic once.
Now, after ten years in the Garden of Eden, Xiao Ai has completely unlocked all the constraints of the Holy Lance and completely brought it under control.
Because of this, as the temporary owner of the Holy Lance, Char can feel that the power he can mobilize is much stronger than last time.
"Then, let's start."
Char's mind moved slightly, and finally looked up at the blonde girl beside him who was silently looking at him.
"Although it may only be a moment in the real timeline."
"But I still have to say goodbye to you, Xiao Ai."
Such words were never spoken.
The next moment, his mind moved slightly.
The mercury-colored halo, like the flow of fate, gradually spread around him.
Then, the whole world was rendered pure silver-white.
It led to the unknown origin of time and magic.
…
The first era.
Year 929 of the catastrophe, the red maple moon.
Endless sea, lost island.
In the world where the fragments of the world tree are located, Char slowly opened his eyes.
What he saw was still the gorgeous palaces, and the dark sky without the light of the sun and the moon, but only a few stars twinkling.
As soon as his consciousness was awakened, Char keenly noticed the great difference between the surrounding environment and before.
If before, the high will sealed in the depths of the fragments of the world tree was still in a dormant state.
The previous communication with Char and Hathaway, and even the suppression of Hathaway, were just the slight remnants of the power leaked out of the seal by the high will.
So, at this moment——
Char could feel that the master of this dark palace was slowly waking up.
Even though it was extremely incomplete and decayed.
Even because it was forced to wake up before the expected time, the power that broke the seal was also greatly lost.
However, it was still a size that Char had never seen before, with an extremely high and far-reaching status that made people's hearts and minds tremble.
Even if we put aside the evil gods who descended through the descent ceremony when Isadella ascended the throne, Char had seen the real gods before——the half-incomplete scarlet moon.
However, even the feeling brought to Char by the real body of the scarlet moon was far from comparable to the things that were reviving deep in the palace.
"It seems that this guy is really a little impatient."
Feeling the fluctuating energy in the depths of the dark hall, Xia couldn't help but frown.
Obviously, the decay of his Elf King's body at this moment was beyond expectations.
It was for this reason that after discovering Xia, the best container with a handle in his hand, he was so eager to break the original plan and wanted to replace a new body.
Xia's thought just came up.
The next moment, he heard the indifferent and cold voice, which was difficult to distinguish between men and women, slowly echoing in the entire dark hall.
"Three days later in the evening-"
"Begin the ceremony."