Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 788 Epilogue
"Get up, get up, get-up-up-"

The little girl with long brown hair was barefoot, and her nightgown was still wrinkled. She was holding up the skirt and running in the corridor, then jumped up and opened the door of a bedroom, and flew onto the big bed inside. .

"Get up get up get up!"

She screamed excitedly, pulling the soft and warm quilt until she revealed the sleepy handsome half-elf face under the quilt.

"Get up, get up!"

She sat down on the stomach of the person on the bed three times and twice, and began to shake back and forth, until the latter couldn't bear it anymore and she couldn't continue to pretend to be dead, and half sat up, and then let out a cheer.

"Elinda, didn't mother tell you to be a lady?"

The half-elf half leaned against the head of the bed, pinching the little girl's face with her hand, and gently wiped away the dirty things on the other's eyelashes with her fingers, "Look, the face is not washed, and the hair is not combed well."

The little girl's long brown hair was scattered, the longest part hanging down to her chest, where it was curled up, like two hair balls hanging down.Her pointed ears, like those of a half-elf, poked out of her long hair and flicked, and with her wide-open, beautiful blue eyes, she looked like a lively fawn.

"But my mother asked me to call my father, this is the most important task." The little girl didn't feel any criticism, she held her head high and proudly, "Don't forget, don't forget, we are going to have a picnic today!"

She raised her hands high, and her voice was clear like a bird: "Picnic, picnic!"

However, she had only been elated for a few seconds, when a voice from behind made her completely paralyzed:

"Elinda, I didn't say waking your dad was more important than taking care of yourself."

The little girl's complexion suddenly darkened, and she tried to bury her head in her father's arms to pretend to be an ostrich, but the voice behind her didn't let her go: "You haven't finished washing your face, and you haven't changed your clothes yet, hurry up .”

"Woo...Mom, okay."

She climbed off the bed with all hands and feet, and walked towards the young woman in a luxurious dress standing by the door who didn't know when, she still didn't forget to turn her head and make a face to her father on the bed.

It wasn't until the little girl walked out of the room that the young woman at the door closed the door, looked at the handsome face still lazily leaning on the bed, walked forward with a smile, and sat on the side of the bed.

"Mr. Wei, look at you, you don't even set an example for your daughter."

"Mia..." Cyril stretched his waist, and naturally stretched out his hand to hug Miss Mage into his arms, "Isn't it because there are too many New Year's Eve prayers, and as a new god, you always have to travel around...Ao Sheng It’s not like you don’t know about the situation in Emma’s area, just dropping blessings in St. Helkent made me exhausted.”

"It's not easy for God..." He sighed, "I thought God was such a leisurely job, but I didn't expect it to be so troublesome."

"You can obviously leave all these to Huiyao Royal Court." Mia chuckled, "Isn't it because you are too soft-hearted and always want to give back to the believers?"

"That can't be helped..." Cyril sat up, "Without the power of these beliefs, I would have no chance of winning that day... Well, let me get up, today is going to have a picnic, right?"

"Yes, and not only us, but some very important friends are coming."

Mia got up, fetched his clothes for him, and then left the room.

It was January 1453, 1, the first day of the new year.Yesterday they just spent a carnival New Year's Eve like in the past years, and today they are going to have the first picnic of the new year.

After changing his clothes, Cyril sat by the bed, feeling a little dazed.

Ten years have passed since that war.

This is a very unimaginable ten years, and it is probably the most peaceful ten years since the creation of this civilization era.

He wiped away all the filth left on the ruins of Alma St. Emma, ​​and then it was time for the Royal Court of Glory to play its role.

In the spring of 1443, a large number of Saint-Emma people who fled to La Rochelle organized to return to their homeland, and there were many who felt that there was no room for improvement under the system of the New Glorious Royal Court. Aristocrats who want to go to the new order of St. Emma to gain benefits.

The immigrant team, with a unit of [-] people, took a boat from St. Heitel, passed through the Adelaide Sea, and went to O'Santa Emma to build a brand new "Ou St. Emma".

The glorious royal court led by Anastasia Herman, as Cyril said before, played its role after the end of the end and became a new hope for the dilapidated land of Ao San Emma .

Of course, all of this has nothing to do with Cyril. Apart from erasing those traces of filth, he will not participate in the reconstruction of those countries, and he will not even do anything about the future development of the Royal Court. any interference.

He is God, the new God of this world, and the only God.

He didn't like to control power, otherwise he wouldn't be a wanderer in the game.Now that there is no external crisis, how to build a better world is not within the scope of his consideration.

In the past ten years, the only thing he has worried about is whether he, as the new god, is really like what Danya said, because of his status as an "outsider", he will not produce new filth from him.But the facts proved that he was overthinking, the power of "Yuan" was completely exhausted as early as the age of gods, and there would be no new filth.

"1453...1453."

This year made him feel sad. When he traveled to this world, it was 1440, which was the beginning of the 13-year disaster of the Kingdom of La Rochelle, and now it is 1453, the end of the 13-year disaster of the Kingdom of La Rochelle— —

In the time and space of the game, this year the new La Rochelle established by the little prince will be destroyed by the army of Saint Emma, ​​and La Rochelle declares the country to be destroyed.

And this kind of history has deviated too far from his current life.

From the day he crossed into this world, all this is destined to change.

"You said, I originally wanted to save La Rochelle, and at most I would be the new king of La Rochelle. How did I become the new god of this world?"

He couldn't help laughing until Mia's urging voice sounded again.

"Here we come." Cyril responded, pushed open the door, and walked out of the room.

He still lives in the lord's mansion in Siliki. This house doesn't seem to have changed much from that year, but a few more space circles were added to it to make its actual area larger—probably the same as Mia's. The Enchanted Plains in Solkonan are about the same size.

Of course, a special barrier has been imposed on the entire mansion, at least ordinary people cannot come to pay their respects at will - otherwise, if it is designated as a famous tourist attraction, every passing tourist has to come to the door to pay respects: Behold, this is the former residence of the great Eternal, Cyril Adrian!
Then who can stand it.

In fact, for the vast majority of people, Cyril had already "ascended" to become a god and left this world.Even when responding to the believers, he never showed his true body in front of the believers, he just lowered his blessings.

There are only a few close friends who really know that he is still fishing in troubled waters in human society.

Mia was waiting for him at the door, holding the hand of their daughter, Ilinda Adrian.

Ilinda was born in the autumn of 1443, the Year of God's Prayer, and this year is exactly ten years old, the age when she should go to the academy.It's just that the little girl's temperament is not much similar to her mother's. On the contrary, she is more like Caroline, even skinnier than Caroline.

However, Mia was submissive to her daughter. In front of Mia, little Ilinda would never dare to behave badly, and at most she would act like a baby to her father.

"Come on, Elena and the others are already waiting."

Cyril followed the sound and walked out the door. Outside the door was a carriage pulled by Nightmare horses. It looked ordinary and inconspicuous at all, but of course there was something in it.

He opened the car door, and inside the car door were familiar faces: Caroline, Elena, Misha...

"Oh, my dear ladies, are you all here?"

"Cyril, don't call us so old." Caroline puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, reached out and grabbed her long white hair, and gently brushed towards Cyril, "Hate, hate, let us wait so long, I'm starving."

"Caroline." Elena said with a sullen face, "Cyril has been busy for a long time before, and he only behaves like this when he is tired."

"Ah, Sister Alina, you are too gentle with him, he is a god, how can he get tired so easily." Caroline raised her head, "He has never been tired when he was in bed, right, Sister Misha .”

"Don't ask me such questions." Misha smiled peacefully, "I just believe in my god wholeheartedly..."

"How can a nun believe in going to God's bed, you prudish elf!"

"Stop making trouble, stop making trouble, and Ilinda is here!"

Amid Elena's persuasion, several people got into the car.This inconspicuous carriage drove towards the outside of the city, and after only a few steps, it became dishonest. The carriage kept flashing, and stopped under a huge tree of life after a few ups and downs.

Tree of eternity.

This is the Holy Land of the elves, and usually no one would come to disturb them, but for them, this is the best "picnic" place.

Cyril pushed open the car door, and tables and chairs were already set up under the Tree of Eternity. A figure was huddled in the rattan chair by the table. Seeing Cyril's arrival, he lazily raised his hand to say hello:

"Ah, our great Eternal God, you have finally come—"

"Your Majesty, shouldn't you have more respect for the god you believe in?" Cyril also joked, looking at the queen who was nearly 40 years old.

The latter still maintains a beautiful face, but because of long-term hard work, there are many wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.She exudes a mature atmosphere all over her body, like a generous rose.

Her Majesty the Queen has still not found her partner. According to her, the Royal Court of Glory is no longer a royal inheritance system. She has no need to find a partner to inherit the throne. As for the blood of the Herman family... that is not And her brother, Alexey Herman?
And the little prince was also present at this time. He was much taller than ten years ago. He was wearing a heroic soft armor and his knight sword was hanging by his waist. Beside the female apprentice, whispering with the latter.

Alexei Herman was also studying at the Siliki Military Academy at this time, and this female mage apprentice was the chief of the mage academy of the same class as him.Someone asked him why he pursued a mage, and he answered very frankly, because his idol just found a female mage...

And his teacher is Jane Christine, the head of the female knights. In the first few years of teaching, Christine's strictness made the little prince suffer a lot, but now she has less demands.

At this time, Captain Christine was leaning against the tree, with his arms folded, listening to the singing of the yellow warbler quietly.Seeing Cyril approaching, she bowed slightly to him, and Cyril nodded back.

"Who else hasn't come?" Cyril looked around.

"Heloise went with Leonardo, and Nirola was participating in an academic discussion, so she couldn't come." Alina counted on her fingers, "In addition, the high-level people you are familiar with are also at home to accompany me today Mr. Angers just embraced his second daughter yesterday..."

"The other thing is..."

Before she could finish speaking, she heard a loud voice:

"Yo ho, our new god, it's been a long time—"

Cyril turned his head and saw the black-haired man walking out of the jungle, and then smiled:

"Evans, you came too late, what, Cassandra and your children?"

"Hey, there are a lot of things going on in Xinaowei Port this year, where is she free?" Evans winked at him, "Why is it still only Ilinda, you don't work hard."

"Ilinda is my caring little padded jacket." Cyril said, holding his daughter in his arms, "But you, after all these years, you still only have three children?"

"Don't talk about it..." Evans immediately grimaced, "Everyone is making a fuss, and I can't control it. The angry Cassandra chases them every day, and I regret it..."

They talked and talked, and then laughed out loud.And Elinda looked left and right, and didn't know what her father was talking to that Uncle Evans, so she urged loudly:
"Hungry, hungry, Ilinda wants to eat!"

"Okay, eat, eat." Cyril put his daughter down. Over there, Mia Misha and the others had already set up the oven, and pieces of fat beef were put into the oven, and the aroma overflowed after a short while.

Siliki's best fruit wine was poured into the glass, and Cyril raised the glass high.

Without much etiquette or words, he said loudly:
"For this beautiful world, for a better tomorrow—"

"cheers!"

The golden wine swayed out of the cup in the collision, the bright and warm winter sun fell on the lawn, and the whole venue was full of joy.

Just like this beautiful world.

【End of the book】

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