Apocalyptic life from scratch

Chapter 1113

Glory, glory, protection, motto of knights.

This is something she has engraved in her heart since she was born. Her growth history of more than ten years seems to be paving the way for these words.

The Principality of Camille is not considered a rich and powerful country, it can even be said to be poor. Many people are still suffering from hunger and war.

However, this is a very united country. All the citizens respect and love their royal family from the bottom of their hearts, and they firmly believe that their royal family will lead them to glory one day.

Facing such lovely people, An Jie has made a wish countless times. If she has the opportunity to protect these people personally in the future, she will use her greatest enthusiasm to protect these people. Don't let them suffer from hunger and war.

The cheers continued and became more and more intense, like a jubilant ocean.

This scene reminded An Jie of a sentence her father often said to her when she was a child: the value of a true king is not in how many great achievements he has to make, but in lighting people's hopes.

At this moment, she is the hope of this country, the hope in everyone's mind.

"My lord, Your Highness Princess..."

A timid little girl suddenly rushed out of the crowd and appeared in front of An Jie.

"Can you please save my father? He was captured by orcs..."

An Jie stared blankly at the girl's expectant eyes, but didn't know how to speak for a while.

She found herself in a great confusion.

And the group of people below all looked at her eagerly.

Legend has it that the person who inherits the glorious holy sword will have infinite power, and the country where she lives will also be free from wars and disasters.

Therefore, everyone is looking forward to the girl agreeing to the girl's request.

But no one thought about what kind of pressure they put all on a weak girl.

An Jie stood still, not moving for a long time.

Until the little girl thought that the princess was unwilling to accept her true request, and left in disappointment, until the guards rushed to disperse the crowd and protected her.

After a long time, An Jie let out a slight breath.

At this moment, her eyes have become hollow, and her face is like a puppet that has lost its vitality.

Amidst the low reminders from the surrounding guards, An Jie finally moved, and she slightly raised her hands.

In the two hands, they are holding two things respectively - a carved wooden ring and the flower of the king.

After slightly sighing, the power of the golden holy light surged into her hands. Immediately, she gently clenched one of the palms tightly. When she opened it again, sawdust dyed golden floated out with the wind. That hand It's already empty.

An Jie's heart seemed to float away along with those golden lights and shadows.

She lightly raised her other hand, and tightly held the King's Flower in front of her left chest.

"His Royal Highness? Are you okay?"

"The inheritance of the holy sword is about to begin..."

The guard behind him reminded anxiously.

And An Jie finally turned around at this moment. From this moment on, her face became as cold as frost.

The guards were stunned for a moment. They didn't know what kind of drastic changes their Highness the Princess had undergone in that moment.

Afterwards, An Jie returned to the inheritance site.

Under everyone's attention, she stepped onto the altar covered with the holy sword.

"Your Highness, are you sure you are ready?"

The female guard at the side noticed the princess's change, and asked worriedly.

An Jie didn't speak, but closed her eyes slightly.

When she opened it again, the confusion in her eyes disappeared.

Before walking to the holy sword, An Jie breathed out and reached out to hold the hilt of the sword.

The moment she touched the holy sword, the entire altar trembled rumblingly.

"How is it possible! The holy sword is rejecting the princess?"

The old mage on the side suddenly exclaimed.

Others also showed despair on their faces.

Could it be that even their most talented princess, Her Royal Highness, does not meet the requirements of the heir to the Holy Sword?
On the altar, An Jie's movements did not stop with the tremor.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, this thin girl, with the most holy golden light bathed in her face, solemnly swore an oath.

"From this moment on—

I swear to be kind to the weak!
I swear to be brave against power!

I swear against all mistakes!
I swear to fight for the defenseless!

I swear to my country till death! "

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Under everyone's shocked gazes, there was an obviously childish voice, echoing above the altar.

The rich holy light energy began to gradually spread in the hall, and it climbed steadily, and soon reached the point where no one could ignore it.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted to the altar.

And in the center of the energy storm, the girl in armor raised the radiant holy sword with both hands.

The golden holy light, like a volcanic eruption, centered on her, swelled in all directions.

The young girl at this moment was like a real Valkyrie, with that noble and elegant aura, everyone in the audience couldn't help but worship her.

"Inheritance... a success!"

"From today, she is the master of the holy sword!"

"From today onwards, she is—Knight King!"

……

So far, the title King of Knights appeared on the mainland for the first time.

Everyone marveled at the girl's genius, but no one knew what she gave up for it.

Five years later, in the king city of the blood clan, the girl who had inherited the throne was finally able to fulfill the original agreement and saw the boy and his maid again.

However, facing the two joyfully running towards her, she could only close her eyes tightly, tightly hiding the ripples in her heart.

Those she loves will die by her sword.

She once thought, could this be just a symbolic prophecy, and deterrence is more meaningful?

And from the first moment she saw the young man, An Jie already knew that her thinking was too simple, because she could hardly restrain the killing intent that suddenly surged in her heart.

Kill the person you love!
This is the price of having a glorious holy sword, comparable to the most vicious curse in the world.

Therefore, when the boy excitedly mentioned the 'original promise' to her, An Jie didn't mention the ring at all, but brought the topic of the duel to the duel.

Duel, this is the only way she can alleviate her killing intent towards the boy...

In the hundreds of years that followed, she began to constantly fight with young boys, just like a true fighting madman.

An Jie knew the young man's heart, and knew it at the first sight. He never forgot himself.

During these five years, he must have fulfilled his original promise and prepared the best ring in the world to give to her.

However, An Jie couldn't accept it, not only couldn't accept it, but also had to show her worst side in front of the young man, because otherwise, she couldn't restrain her killing intent.

Every time the boy was injured in a duel, the girl's heart ached to the point of bleeding, but she couldn't stop, and couldn't even step forward to give a word of comfort.

Because this is the path she chose.

The king's road full of thorns...

And the young man didn't know if he saw her suffering, and he always cooperated with her silently, never complaining.

Finally, with this method, she really persevered, and she always restrained her killing intent towards the boy.

In a blink of an eye, 500 years later, she was finally able to control her mood better, and the frequency of duels with the boy was also able to gradually slow down.

An Jie felt that if she could really maintain such a relationship with the boy, even if she could never get close to him, at least seeing him every day would be something she couldn't even dream of—if it could continue like this forever .

Until that day, their allied blood clan suddenly came under the pressure of an army without any warning, and she fought with a sword, but she was powerless.

With the title of King of Knights, she has fought on the battlefield for hundreds of years without ever being defeated.

Now, it was her first defeat, and the price of failure was to watch her country be destroyed with her own eyes.

It was also on that bloody battlefield that the young man chose to abandon his race and fight side by side with her.

At that moment, seeing the young man who appeared in front of her like a hero and blocked thousands of troops for her, the balance in An Jie's heart began to tremble uncontrollably.

She closed her eyes, exhaled, and tried her best to suppress her waves, trying to shift her attention to killing the enemy in front of her.

Knight King Heping Chengwang, two of the most dazzling new stars of that era, joined forces, withstood the strength of the two of them, withstood the tens of thousands of troops for three days.

However, manpower will eventually be exhausted, no matter how strong the two are, it is impossible to truly defeat an army.

When both of them were about to run out of fuel, the boy suddenly made a decision.

In fact, he has always understood the pain of the girl, and because of this, he has not complained for 500 years.

He knelt down on one knee towards the girl, and put on the ring for her that should have been taken out 500 years ago.

"If today is destined to be the end of our lives, then there is nothing to worry about... Thanks for your hard work, An Jie."

At this moment, the girl could no longer restrain the indifference that had been carefully maintained for 500 years, and tears of happiness overflowed.

The golden holy sword and the white jade long sword were inserted into the ground, leaning on each other, like another pair of lovers made in heaven.

The two of them had clearly acted like lowering their resistance, but none of the countless soldiers gathered around dared to come forward.

Their existence seems to be cheering for this shocking love.

They witnessed with their own eyes that the teenager put on a ring for the girl, and the two hugged each other at last, with an unprecedented happy smile on the girl's face.

Yes, if it is the end of life, there is no reason to hesitate.

She has been waiting for this hug for 500 years...

The girl let go of everything, ready to enjoy the last tenderness.

However, when she finally let go of the shackles and completely let go of everything, the moment of happiness came to an abrupt end.

(End of this chapter)