People are at the junction, but they become the incarnation of the sun

After all, he is D's friend.

"It seems that we have to leave for Stonewell City soon. I hope that guy Roger will be there..."

Reinhard couldn't help but look into the distance, as if the city on the cliff was standing on the horizon.

This is reality, not a game. Who knows if that guy Roger will wait for someone in the church obediently?

And apart from that, there is another thing he is curious about, which is the so-called Sun Order. How do they know that the Death Rune is in the hands of D.

What are they going to do to kill Rune?

It feels really unpleasant to have a bunch of disturbing things filling your head.

By the way, he also felt like he was a little too nosy?

"Oh hehehe..."

The familiar laughter came again. Solar seemed to have finished praying to the sun, and came over and asked: "Where is that heroic knight? Why can't he be seen?"

"...What you said was D, he has already left."

"That's really a pity... It seems that we can't start a wonderful cooperation with that brave companion and go to Galede to participate in the Red Lion Festival."

Although Solar's face couldn't be seen, the almost overflowing regret was revealed in front of him without any concealment.

But Reinhard was slightly startled when he heard his words, "You said you were going to attend the Red Lion Festival in Galede?"

"Oh, of course. It is said that there is a demigod known as the strongest living there. As a Sun Knight, I can't help but feel excited just hearing this news."

"Being able to challenge the strongest existence is your destiny as a Sun Knight!"

"Oh, how exciting, my sun! Hahaha!"

Solar shouted passionately and raised his hands again, and the chicken feathers on his head that were soaked by the rain trembled with his movements.

"..."

This guy is simply a lunatic, and he especially likes to go crazy.

But this time was very short. Solar suddenly put down his hands, turned around and invited him.

"Oh, by the way, you are also a brave companion. I wonder, Rhine, if you would like to go with me to the Red Lion Festival in Galede to witness the power of the demigod and the glory of the sun?!"

151.【Evil Omen Demon】Malkit (4.1K)

"Oh, by the way, you are also a brave companion. I wonder, Rhine, if you would like to go with me to the Red Lion Festival in Galede to witness the power of the demigod and the glory of the sun?!"

Faced with Solar's warm invitation, he finally refused.

After all, he has more important things to do.

For example, take down Stonewell City, then go to Lienia to meet your dearest teacher Serian at the Magic Academy, and go to the Kalea Walled City to meet the cute and arrogant [Princess of the Moon] Lani.

However, I also heard from Solar that it will be nearly four months before the Red Lion Battle Festival begins.

If it's four months, he seems to be able to consider it?

Anyway, if he wanted to use the finger knife, the battle between him and Latarn would definitely be inevitable.

And according to Solar's hearsay, it is said that Galid is now prosperous, unlike Nimgofu, who is desolate...

To be honest, he didn't believe it.

With the Ring of Elden broken, the Golden Law out of control, everyone suffering from dementia, the dead roots raging, and the madness hidden, how can Galid fare better?

At most, it's only as dense as a human being.

...

After traveling for nearly a day and a night, he finally returned to the Stormy Hill and continued to approach the cliff city.

But as the distance shortened, more and more soldiers were guarding the important roads, showing their heads from all directions, as if they were not welcoming him.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The loud horn sounded suddenly, and the soldiers guarding the gate swarmed in.

The fixed ballista in front of the checkpoint was also locking his position, and a volley of flaming crossbow arrows almost missed his ears.

At this time, Asumi's voice quietly sounded inside her body.

"My master, do you need Asumi's help?"

"unnecessary."

Reinhard refused decisively and suddenly raised the reins in his hand: "Torrett, charge over!"

Thoret immediately neighed, raised his front hooves and rushed towards the soldiers who were constantly gathering. His hooves stepped hard on the gap between the sharp spikes of the horse, and led Reinhard to leap into the air, jumping from the heads of those soldiers. The top jumped directly over.

He skillfully controlled Torette, dodging the ballistas while narrowly avoiding the spears.

Plunge into the deep and dark passage guarded by the soldiers.

This road can be described as both thrilling and exciting.

but...

"When I came here last time, it seemed that this road didn't exist yet. Was it built by Greg?"

He looked around at the moss-covered stone walls and the rows of torches that flickered on and off.

That should be the case.

Originally, this was supposed to be an open road leading directly to the bridge in front of Stonewell City.

It was most likely that Greg ordered his men to repair it in order to defend against invading enemies, and then his uncle Mengt... oh no, it should be called Malkit, guarded the entrance to the bridge.

It's really ridiculous that I have to ask other demigods to help protect my territory. It's truly a shame for demigods.

da da da da-

Chaotic footsteps came from the back of the passage, and the group of soldiers was seen swarming towards him like crazy. They picked up the spears and knight's swords in their hands and swung them straight towards him.

There was no fear in those almost crazy eyes, and there was no sense of sanity at all.

It seems that these soldiers have long gone crazy during those long years of torture, and even the guards here are just driven by instinct.

Just like the straight swords of the Imperial Army in their hands, although the surface is blackened, there are traces of maintenance.

"It's really sad."

Looking at the soldiers who were baring their teeth and claws like a horde of corpses, Reinhardt sighed softly, and then raised his arms towards them, holding his palms empty.

As the magic power gathered, a large red-orange bow appeared in his palm, and an arrow condensed with the power of the sun was placed on the bowstring and aimed at the incoming soldiers.

whoosh-

The moment he loosened the bow string, the arrow flew towards the end of the passage like a wild horse.

Reinhard turned around gracefully and walked towards the other end of the passage again.

Immediately afterwards, there was a violent explosion at the end of the passage, and the scorching wind hit his back, but he turned a blind eye to it, as if he didn't feel anything.

Real man, never look back at the explosion.

Soon along this long passage, he finally reached the end and stopped.

What comes into view is the bridge leading to the main entrance of Stonewell City. Countless broken halberds and spears are stuck on both sides of the bridge. Even the stone gate in front is dilapidated and decayed by the wind and sun.

The city wall in the distance is still as dilapidated as in the memory, but it has been effectively repaired and looks much better. However, the holes in the city wall are filled with tree roots and spreading ominous black thorns and vines.

Death has eroded most of Stonewell City.

This broken scene seemed to have gone through an extremely cruel war.

In fact, the same is true.

As far as he knew, the weapons stuck around here were not leftover from the battle between the two armies, but all once belonged to the Faded Ones.

The root cause of all this is the watchman of the bridge, nicknamed Mr. Ominous Omen——

[Evil Omen Demon] Malkit.

He looks like a teacher, but he is actually an old man who likes to play dirty. His skillful use of quick and slow knives has made countless heroes hate him.

Thinking of this, a fighting spirit ignited in his eyes, and his trembling hands with excitement took out the Soul-Calling Bell given by Lani's wife from his leather bag and gently shook it a few times.

jingle--

The crisp ringing echoed in the long passage, and a figure was summoned under a burst of pure white smoke.

The slender tentacles fluttered in mid-air, like dancing dancers, and as gentle as falling leaves.

It's a soul jellyfish, the one given by Little Red Riding Hood.

"...Master, this is the first time we meet. I am Kurala."

The soul jellyfish floating in the air made a childish sound, and stretched out its tentacles to curiously tap his body, as if caressing him.

But Crula's sudden opening made his eyes light up.

It turns out that ashes can talk.

I always thought he was mute.

The most important thing is that Kura La's voice is so cute, soft and waxy, so cute!

"...Master, Master?"

Kurala once again stretched out her tentacles and gently touched his cheek. The unique soft and smooth touch immediately brought him back to his senses.

"Master, are you alright?"

"Ah, it's okay...your name is Kurala, right?"

"Yes, that's right, my master, if you have any tasks, you can assign them to Kurala..."

"Cura La...will definitely work hard, Master!"

The way Kurala stretched out her tentacles and tried to pump up her fists reminded him of a cute little girl cheering for him.

It's a pity that Kurala died at the most innocent age and turned into a soul jellyfish.

"Don't do that."

Reinhardt reached out and took hold of Crula's smooth and soft tentacles, put it down and shook his head, "All Crula needs to do is follow me behind me for a while to ensure her own safety."

"Eh...Eh?! So, doesn't the master need Kurala's help?"