Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 828 My Beloved Senior Sister
After entering the Golden Kingdom, strange images began to flash frequently through Milo's mind.

Most of the content takes place in the cold plains, under the blood moon, and in unseen lands.

However, these are all from the perspective of Joan Byrne, the Blade of Law, and her experiences participating in the three battles against Milo. There is even a scene of her being beheaded, in which Milo sees himself with a fierce expression as he swings his sword down.

Of course, besides these events that actually happened, there are some even stranger ones.

That was the entanglement with the corpse of the blade, a scene that had appeared in a dream that Milo had when he was almost at Nanwei City.

This time it was an uncontrolled flashback.

It was as if some kind of will was disrupting his thinking.

...

As he followed the elk tracks, Milo frowned and shook his head countless times, all because he "saw" some strange sights.

"What's wrong with you?" Rebecca had already noticed Milo's unusual behavior.

Milo waved his hand: "Boss Topria is right. The Golden People have a deep love for the Golden Tree and the Blade, so they hate those who commit heinous crimes just as much. When the amount of hatred reaches the level of the entire nation, it will form a substantial power like faith."

He poked his head with his finger and said, "A sinner."

“Let me see.” Rebecca reached out and touched Milo’s forehead.

Milo cooperated, feeling the coolness from the other's hand, and asked, "Is this some new spell you've learned in the past few years?"

“No, it was just a touch.” Rebecca shook her head.

"That's it..."

...

The phantom of Black Knife leading the deer did not continue along the main road all the way to the shade of the trees.

Upon reaching the edge of the densely populated towns of the Golden Kingdom, it suddenly stopped and stood still for a long time, seemingly waiting for some kind of guidance.

Milo saw the phantom of the black knife looking up at the full moon in the sky, but there was no movement for a long time, so he could only wait patiently.

...

……

at the same time.

On the high ground under the shade of trees, deep within the Temple of the Golden Law.

The warm bed wrapped in countless vines is where that young, prematurely killed blade slumbers.

She died in the distant, cold plains beyond the blessed land. After the golden tree departed, even the noble temple could not save her life. Even in the heart of the vines where the power of blessing and faith was most concentrated, it could not stop her body from gradually decaying. With each day she spent here, she took another step closer to true death.

"She was originally an immature flower bud, forcibly born for this era that had no sharp edges."

Just as her mentor Hastings said, the golden horde in the temple only regarded her as a vessel to carry on the faith of the tree god, or as an immature killing weapon; no one regarded her as a real child.

The Golden Clan needs the blade of the law to live, in order to maintain the faith in the Golden Tree and the continuation of the Blessed Land.

As for how one lives, that doesn't matter.

...

It can be said that Joan's life was a failure, even a tragedy.

The love she received from the people of gold was earned by the blades of bygone generations, and had nothing to do with her.

As the child of the Golden Tree, the expectations and responsibilities she bears are higher than the sky.

But before she could grow up, she encountered that demonic shadow and was defeated and shattered time and time again.

...

But at least before that, she still had Elder Hastings, her mentor who raised her. At least when the golden horde of the temple was about to hand over her body and soul to Vorti Eig, there was a group of people who stood firmly on her side, preventing that terrible idea from becoming a reality.

But not long ago, she lost even her only support.

...

"I do not understand…"

"Colin really doesn't understand..."

"Byrne, my poor senior sister..."

"Now I have reason to believe that the person who came back is not the teacher we know, and is no longer the same."

...

Before the vine-covered warm bed, the young scholar knelt, leaning over the edge of the bed.

He was another student of Hastings.

He was the young sorcerer who had previously clashed with Milo in the Salub region of the Six Kingdoms.

He knelt by the bedside and sobbed softly.

...

"The teacher once said that only when the Tree God returns will all the current predicaments be resolved and the Golden Kingdom will return to its former glory."

He said he would definitely find the Golden Tree God.

"Now he's back, but he won't tell me anything; it's like he's a different person."

"Became taciturn, became...became a stranger."

"I don't know what to do..."

"I'm afraid Lu Kui and his men will take you away, so I can only stay here day and night..."

"I'm sorry, senior sister..."

"Colin is no match for that Shadow, not even close."

"Damn Shadow..."

"You said that perhaps... maybe the one who should be killed isn't the Shadow, but the treacherous Snake-Man Prince, isn't that right?"

"Senior sister, please answer me... Colin really doesn't know what to do."

"In the city of Derasrien, the Contract Knights suffered heavy losses. The Serpent Clan even used the remains of Ig's younger brother, and the priests of the Hook Temple... but none of them could stop that Shadow..."

"Colin probably won't be able to kill him in this lifetime."

"Why... didn't they say that the world of enlightenment is a barren and miserable cycle of reincarnation? Why would such a terrible shadow emerge?"

“Those damned… damned elders and knights, bearing the titles bestowed by the Tree God, only knew how to hide in the Land of Golden Blessing during times of turmoil, single-mindedly thinking of handing over half of the kingdom's faith to others, and you…”

"Now even teachers are..."

...

"Woooo..."

"Senior sister, poor senior sister..."

Do you know what I just heard in the front hall?

"Teacher, our most respected teacher..."

"He actually wants to send you to the underworld as well." "I heard it with my own ears. Yes, he told Lu Kui that the god was gone and there was no way to bring him back. The son of Ig was not up to the task. If he wanted to save the people of the Golden Kingdom, the only way was to turn to the few remaining gods in the Dreamland."

"He intends to dedicate you and half of the Golden People to Ig, the Father of the Serpents."

"I do not understand…"

"What exactly happened?"

"The teacher..."

"What did he see? He used to believe in the Golden Tree so much, he dedicated his whole life to the Golden Law without reservation, why did his personality suddenly change so drastically...why..."

"I don't understand, Colin really doesn't understand."

Something must have confused him.

"Perhaps it was Lu Kui and his gang who did this!"

"It could also be that damned Shadow."

"Damn..."

"The legend that trees and snakes are inseparable is utter nonsense. My teacher told me this himself, so why would he…?"

"Senior sister, please don't sleep anymore, senior sister..."

"Say something..."

"Sister..."

...

……

after that.

Colin's breathing gradually became rapid.

...

If you get a closer look, you'll see that this guy was crying and sobbing for a long time, but his face was always pressed against the instep of Byrne's corpse, maintaining a kneeling position by the bed, with his hands under his scholar's robe...

At one point, his body convulsed violently a few times.

Then, the heavy, rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

...

A moment of deathly silence fell around the bed of vines.

Colin, waking from his reverie, reluctantly stood up.

He straightened his clothes, his eyes clear and resolute.

Only then did he dare to look Byrne in the eye.

Colin moved to the other side of the bed and reached out to Byrne's face, but hesitated for a moment in mid-air.

But in the end, as if he had made up his mind, he gently stroked Byrne's long white hair that was scattered on the warm stone platform, and said in a deep voice:

“Lucius, Hastings, Igor…Shadow.”

"No one will do. Colin won't let anyone take you away from me, my Byrne."

...

……

"Ah!"

Milo, who was crouching at the edge of the golden shade, suddenly sneezed violently.

"What's wrong this time?" Rebecca was very unhappy with Milo's overreaction.

Milo rubbed his nose and said confidently, "I bet someone is thinking about me."

"You're thinking about that horned dragon girl, aren't you?" Rebecca stared intently at Milo.

“Yeah, I wonder if she’s found the North Continent yet.” Milo didn’t mince words: “After finishing the cheese, I feel like life is just so dull.”

"you……"

...

...

At this moment, Black Knife, who had been standing in the distance for a long time, mounted the elk.

Just as Milo was wondering which direction they would head in, the elk stomped its foot, lifting the vehicle and soaring into the sky.

"Ok?"

"Eh, in that case..."

The reindeer-drawn cart sped through the air toward the full moon.

Milo and Rebecca could only stand there dumbfounded.

“Don’t you know how to fly?” Rebecca poked Milo in the back.

“A brief moment of airborne flight during a fight is not the same as landing on the moon,” Milo said, shrugging.

"I should never have let that mother dragon leave!" Rebecca frowned.

"Hey, it has a name, you know."

"so what?"

"How can you be so harsh? It's a rare animal, after all."

"So how are we supposed to keep up with that phantom? It's almost on the moon!"

"Um--"

...

Just then, a clear, sweet voice came from the main road in the distance.

"Milo~!"

...

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see Princess Rose, looking travel-worn, with a black cat perched on her shoulder.

Anyone in that situation would probably be stuck at some point.

Because such a coincidence is impossible in the world.

After parting ways in the Six Kingdoms, they met again in the Golden Kingdom and even found Marshall, who had been lost for a long time.

Most importantly, when the path of guidance was cut off because it was impossible to get close to the full moon, the "tools" for landing on the moon were delivered to their doorstep.

The only explanation is that the Eye of Thinking is silently planning all of this.

(End of this chapter)