OBS Chapter 411
Chapter 411
"I...can I?" Arirang hesitated: "Miss Lilia, I..."
Lilia touched the young man's head tenderly: "My people call me Lilia... We are companions."
Accompanied by Lilia, Arirang returned to the family he originally belonged to and started a new life.
After a short rest, Lilia regrouped and began to build a brand new home - a country called the 'Land of Holy Light'.
The palace of the Kingdom of Holy Light is a huge square with a thick stone pillar standing here.
Lilia was sitting on the top of the stone pillar at this time, closing her eyes and relaxing.
"Your Highness." A guard walked in, bent down and said, "There are two guests asking to see you."
"150 eh." Lilia slowly opened her eyes, looked at the guard and asked, "Who is it?"
"Yes..." the guard seemed to want to hide it, "They are nobles from two other tribes. They also brought some gifts, saying they were specially given to you."
Lilia nodded, waved her hand, and asked the guards to step back. She looked at the stone pillar and said, "My mother was born because of it. I still remember that I left the village with it." "
This stone pillar was the only thing Lilia's father left to her, and it was also the only thing that could prove her identity. Back then, in the royal city of this country, the holy brilliance exuded by the stone pillar even drove away people. Evil, redeemed this decaying royal city.
And when she was cursed and degenerated into a demon, this stone pillar gave her everything back... This matter has always made Lilia worried.
That's why she is here, treating this stone pillar as her own domain - her domain, what she cares about.
"Lilia."
Suddenly, a whisper-like voice came to Lilia's ears, like the call of the wind, but there was an inexplicable force affecting her thinking.
"Who are you...who are you!?" Lilia suddenly stood up, "Who are you!!"
She roared wildly.
A gust of breeze blew across her face, and Lily calmed down.
She took a few deep breaths and then walked to the room next to this huge square.
She knocked on the door.
The door then opened...and an old man wearing a loose gray robe suddenly appeared at the door, holding a roll of parchment in his hand.
"Hello, sir, who are you?"
"My name is Nero Gerlans." Nero Gerlans saluted slightly, "Please allow me to tell you a secret.
Lilia blinked her eyes (bafc) and suddenly felt as if she had fallen into a dream.
She saw a strange world... countless creatures.
A huge sculpture towers over the landscape.
It was a heroic god of war holding a trident and carrying wings.
"What is this?" Lilia looked at the sculpture in surprise.
She looked at the old man in front of her and suddenly asked: "Who are you?"
"I am a piece of dusty history, an ancient prophecy, and a world that once existed." Nero sighed, "A world before you."
"Then can you tell me something?" Lilia looked at Nero sincerely.
She felt the trust from the old man in front of her.
Nero smiled slightly: "This is a long story, but listen to me slowly. Listen carefully, the content of this story comes from the distant past.
"Are these the pagans..."
"You mean, there is a pagan stronghold here?"
"What are they doing here?"
Nero took Arirang and Lilia to a remote place.
There is a simple wooden house here, which is full of clutter and dust, and there is only one person living alone.
Arirang and Lilia looked at this man living alone... This old man was wearing shabby clothes, with a stooped body, and traces of the passage of time on his old face.
"Yes." Nero nodded seriously, "I found this place, but it was soon abandoned. I found that there is a door leading to the unknown... maybe this is what it is. A stronghold of the heathen.”
"But, this old man..." Lilia wondered: "Why didn't he attack us?"
"Because he has too little energy." Nero explained: "The beliefs of these pagans are extremely fanatical. Their pursuit of holy objects is almost crazy.