God after all

Chapter 228 The Guide: The Maiden Knight King
The screen changes to the scene, entering the desolate wilderness where the forest and the river meet.

Darkness and obscurity paint the sky like a broken sky, and everything in the world becomes eclipsed, desolate and lonely, which is a sign of the approaching night.

This is the border area of ​​the capital of the ancient Faxie Empire. Travelers who travel day and night along the official road can reach many villages located in the border area only through the forest.

In this primitive land where monsters and wild beasts roam freely, there is only one winding and long official road, connecting the borders and the corners of the capital extending in all directions.

Snowflakes dyed the earth white, and the fluttering catkins fluttered in the sky gracefully.

The damp, hard, and crisp winter breath permeates the dark and silent evening.

"Oops, the spirit gate is actually connected to such a ghostly place. And it's getting dark soon."

The snake complained that the situation in front of it was not good, and realized that after nightfall, this wilderness was the territory of the creatures of the dark world.

A knight in black riding a white horse stops on the boundless official road, facing a piece of grass and thorns growing wildly in the south, and at the end of the wilderness is a forest standing on the ground like dark mountains.

Leng Ji turned the horse's head and changed its direction.

The pavement trampled by the snow-coloured horse connected the capital fortress with the rural villages and towns located on the border.

"Are you going to the capital?"

Bonn recognized where the horse's head was facing.

In the extremely developed and wide field of vision of this divine snake, the dark shadows of buildings spread to distant places.

"Fortunately, our place is not far from the capital, and Kasyapa can easily reach it with a single jump."

Only the wind answered the words of the snake Bonn.

The silent and restrained knight drove the horse forward at a slow speed.

"Didn't Lord Li Situ say that the King of Knights will come to welcome us? There is no one around now."

"She will come." Leng Ji finally spoke, his voice was as dull as a stone.

"So, are you going to meet her on the road?"

Bonn expected this possibility, maybe the King of Knights was just late.

Stepping on the ground with four feet, the speed of the horse's forward running is accelerated.

The fierce cold wind mixed with flying snow blew wildly around the knight, and the hem of the agitated coat was stretched like a curtain.

The darkness loomed like a thin line in the far distance, which was the first thing the driver saw when he rushed to the top of the hill.

The driver stayed here, looking down at the broad road extending straight down the hill, and seeing figures on horseback rushing towards here from a distance.

The desolate and low-pitched cold wind hits the vast land with green grass, and the lonely official road extends to a seemingly endless distance.

Noticing the familiar figure, the white horse slowed down until it stood still, as if waiting for someone to come.

"It's the King of Knights."

The girl's icy and clean face clearly entered Bonn's wide field of vision.

The saint son in black on the horseback was so quiet that he looked straight ahead with deep and deep eyes.

In this gray evening world, the sound of trampling hooves and whistling wind and snow filled the air.

The carriage was galloping against the increasingly fierce wind and snow, and a young girl was driving the carriage pulled by two fierce horses with a whip.

Her heroic appearance broke into the eyes of Leng Ji, and her dazzling and superb horse riding skills are a unique scenery in this barren mountain.

The carriage with rumbling wheels was approaching rapidly.

The girl on the driver's seat reined in, controlled the upper body of the horse to lean sharply to the right, and kicked the soil, gravel and gravel with the front foot of the emergency brake.

Flying snow fell all over her body, and her long light golden hair was loose in the wind.

"I'm so sorry for being late! I implore the Holy Son to forgive me!"

The King of Knights got off the driver's seat and knelt down on one knee in front of Leng Ji.

"fine."

A deep and transparent voice came from the hood, and the Son was mysteriously covered by a fat black robe from head to toe.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, and I hope the Holy Son will follow me back to the capital."

"Is the King of Arms in the capital?" Leng Ji asked straight to the point.

The King of Knights was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he had communicated with this young man who saved his life, and the atmosphere of the conversation was not easy.

Judging from the aura emanating from the other party, she expected that he was a person with the same cold and gloomy temperament as his appearance.

"Presumably because he was afraid of the power of the dark nobles, he stayed away from the capital city, a place of right and wrong, and returned to the vampire kingdom.

A few days ago, I wanted to buy a batch of weapons for exorcism from him, but I didn't expect to be rejected.I heard from his subordinates: He went back to his hometown.

Lord Li Situ has told me about the Holy Son's search for the King of Arms.Don't worry, I will take you to him personally. "

"How about leaving now?"

Seranbeel Eduardo, the King of Knights, was slightly taken aback again. He never expected the Holy Son to act so straightforwardly.

The face of the person in front of her was hidden under the wide hood. She couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, and realized that the boy in black was much taller than before.

"Okay, I will listen to the Holy Son."

She has no reason to reject her savior.

In the dungeon where the temptress Li Yunji was imprisoned, she encountered an inescapable danger of death, and the master of the demon god who transformed into a ball of black flame passed through her body.

The area at the heel began to burn, and the black flames of death devoured from the lower body to the upper body to the chest, the tearing pain was enough to tear her soul apart.

At that time, she thought that she was about to be buried in the dungeon and turned into ashes, but at the last moment of consciousness, she saw Master's face.

The master said that it was the Holy Son who really saved her, and her life was awakened by the Holy Son with blood.

"You get up first."

Leng Ji on the horse looked down at the girl knight kneeling on one knee and lowering her head devoutly. Disturbed by the strict military aura on her body, she couldn't help feeling a little respect in her heart.

"Great King of Knights, with your identity, you are fully qualified to look at the Holy Son's gaze, why don't you raise your head?"

It seems that the snake is very respectful, this girl who is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Seranbil Eduardo stood up in response, and raised her face to meet the eyes of the Son.

Leng Ji saw the girl's sea-blue eyes, bright and firm.

"You let the two horses go."

Although he was puzzled, the King of Knights untied the reins connecting the black horse and the carriage without hesitation.

Finally, she whispered a few words to the two black horses, and the horses turned around cleverly, and went back the same way.

Leng Ji stood on the ground, and put the rope ring connecting the car on Kasyapa's body.

"This is... Master's mount?"

The girl looked away from the Son, and finally noticed this quiet snow-white horse.

"Well, Master Li Situ gave Kasyapa as a gift to the Holy Son." Bonn, who was hanging on Leng Leng's neck, murmured.

"Master, he values ​​you very much."

Leng Ji turned his face away and looked into the distance, not looking at the girl's faintly intoxicated eyes.

"Where is the path to the vampire kingdom?"

"Please get in the car, Son of God, and I will take you there right away."

The King of Knights very politely opened the carriage door for the Son.

Leng Ji raised his foot to step on the automatically retractable wooden plank, which is a ladder controlled by the machine running inside the carriage, a product of human invention.

The King of Knights glanced at the grayness and darkness of the sky, didn't stay for long, turned over and rode on the driver's seat, clenched the reins with both hands and tightened them in front of him.

The white horse raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, soaring into the sky under the familiar control of its driver.

(End of this chapter)