【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

After the man's explanation, the three of them learned about the so-called brave selection.

The danger of the Eternal Night is growing, and the endangered area covers half of the continent. The Kingdom of Boas decides to select a new hero to solve this crisis.

"Are you kidding me? The hero can only be chosen by the goddess!" No one expected that the first to protest would be Julius.

The red-haired elf's snow-white face flushed red, and he looked very angry: "The selection of heroes is no joke. They are heroes, recognized by the entire Yatala continent. How can the king of a kingdom decide!"

The heroes are very special beings in the Yatala continent.

According to legend, the glorious goddess Sissirenya descended upon the world and said, "Suffering people, I am willing to grant a warrior the power to overcome suffering, and he will save everyone."

"But his blood will be spilled all over the thorns of the continent. His flesh is the most coveted food by all monsters. He has no way out and he cannot turn back. His end will be a triumphant return or a pile of bones."

"Is there anyone brave enough to step forward?"

Thus, the first brave warrior in the legend, the glorious paladin, Saragu, embarked on his journey.

Saragu killed the bloodthirsty Demon King and wiped out the demon clan, bringing peace back to the entire Yatala continent.

From then on, whenever a disaster struck, the goddess would send down her divine power, select a brave man, and save the continent.

Therefore, in the Yatala continent, the term "hero" is not a separate title.

It represents the respectful treatment of all races and the trust and following of all races, because they believe that the brave will bring hope and victory.

Even the capital of Boas, Triumph City, was renamed after the first King Boas himself when Saragos returned triumphantly.

"How dare a mere human king give such an order—"

Zhao Xi really didn't expect that the elf Yuliu would have such a deep faith in the goddess. Seeing that the elf who couldn't read people's faces was getting more and more unpleasant, she quickly covered his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, he just came of age and doesn't know much."

The man looked unhappy. He sneered and said, "Oh, it seems that you are a loyal believer of the goddess. But I'm sorry, it's very difficult to find someone who truly believes in the goddess in Triumph City now."

"The goddess has already abandoned us. We are trying to save ourselves!" The man said in a heated tone, "What goddess? She is simply a liar!"

"Huh? What are you talking about? Say it again!" Yuliu couldn't stand the provocation at all.

Just as the two men were about to fight, a sword was placed between them. It was Seran.

"That's it."

The breath of a strong man. A trace of fear flashed in the man's eyes, and he cursed his bad luck in his heart. He thought he would make a brave business, but who knew he would meet a foolish believer!

The man left. Yuliu was angry and wanted to know more about the selection of the hero. Zhao Xi was also curious about this matter, but Seran, the former hero, acted indifferent and kept out of it.

It seemed like Seran had something to do. He said see you in the evening and then disappeared.

The legs were on his body and Zhao Xi couldn't stop him. According to their agreement, Sailan shouldn't be trying to get rid of her.

"Let's go! Let's go and see the brave selection!" Yuliu had forgotten his mission to find his father, and pulled Zhao Xi to squeeze into the crowded place.

Zhao Xi asked: "Do you believe in the goddess very much?"

Yuliu stopped and looked at Zhao Xi as if he was looking at a strange creature: "Otherwise, is there anyone in Yatala Continent who doesn't believe in the goddess?"

"That person just now didn't believe it," Zhao Xi said nonchalantly, "Looking at the people around, I'm afraid not many of them believe it either."

Although Zhao Xi was prepared, she still found the man's words harsh.

"I believe it. Not only me, but also the Queen and many elves." Yuliu said in a deep voice: "The faith of the goddess is not something that can be easily shaken!"

After Yuliu finished speaking, he felt Sissi's eyes light up, and she said in a very gratified tone: "Ah, what a good elf, Yuliu, the goddess will bless you too."

"You say it." Yuliu became arrogant, which made his otherworldly face particularly conspicuous.

The goddess decided to forgive this believer. Zhao Xi's eyes turned to the bulletin board. Thanks to Yuliu's words, otherwise she would have burst into tears and bit her quilt in the middle of the night when she saw what was on the bulletin.

[The first stage of the Brave Trial: Find a huge stone that can replace the goddess statue in the center of the square. ]

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This is the royal palace of the Kingdom of Boas and the center of political power.

It is surrounded by thick stone walls and tall towers. The entrance to the palace is a huge iron gate with exquisite carvings of swords and crowns, which are the symbols of royal power.

This is a spacious courtyard in the palace, with gorgeous stone slabs on the ground and carefully manicured gardens around it. In the center of the courtyard is a fountain, and the water sparkles in the sunlight.

"Master Priest, His Majesty the King is attending to official business and I'm afraid he cannot see you."

The guard bowed respectfully and spoke to the old man sitting in the middle of the courtyard.

The old man had a white beard and the wrinkles on his face showed his old age, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and under these eyes, the wrinkles were all the frost of snow and sword.

He wore a purple robe decorated with golden sunburst embroidery, gold gemstones, a long train, and a cape made of velvet, also decorated with elaborate patterns and jewels.

The most eye-catching thing is his hat, which is inlaid with gems and pearls, any one of which is equivalent to an ordinary citizen's annual income.

This made the guards very nervous because this was the most solemn attire for the priests.

The kingdom's high priest dressed in heavy attire and asked to see the king was a big deal no matter how you looked at it.

But the king refused to see anyone.

"State affairs don't seem to be too busy recently." Planche took a sip of black tea slowly, with a smile on his face: "But it doesn't matter, I can wait for our dear Majesty."

He spoke in a slow, drawn-out voice, with dramatic elegance.

The guard was sweating coldly when he heard this, until a heavenly voice saved him: "Master Planche, if you really want to ask the king something, please let me convey it."

The guard looked up in surprise, and when he saw the visitor, he half-knelt and saluted: "Greetings to the distinguished Duchess Isabella."

And Planche said: "Long time no see, Tilda."

The visitor had long flaxen brown curly hair that reached her waist. A wide hat brim covered her face. Her hands, wearing snow-white lace gloves, held a bunch of purple rosa caninas, which was exactly the color of the beautiful lady's eyes.

Tilda de Isabella, the eldest princess of the Kingdom of Boas, was once the Holy Healer of the Brave Team, the eldest sister of the current King of Boas, the most noble woman in the kingdom, holding the title of Duke, and having the strength of a Holy Magician.

"It's been a while indeed." Tilda placed the violets on the white porcelain round table, but the gentle scent of the flowers did not soften the atmosphere between them.

"Surely you will be meeting Galen today?" She called out the king's name softly.

"You know why I am here." Planch used to be Tilda's royal teacher, so even though Tilda's status and strength are now far superior to his, she is willing to respectfully address him as teacher and exempt him from etiquette, but Planch insisted on using the honorific title.

Isn't this drawing a line between the two of them?

"I see," Tilda's eyes swept over Planch's hat. The hat of the kingdom's high priest is usually called the "triple crown". It is composed of three parts, symbolizing the triple power: ruling the secular world, ruling the church, and exercising divine punishment.

It also symbolizes the priest's strong support for the goddess.

"The statue of the goddess in the center of the square will eventually be toppled, and what will stand there will only be the ruler of our own race." Her voice was soft but unquestionable.

"Even if that person is Galen?" Planch sneered elegantly.

"He is the king of Boyas, that's enough." Tilda did not get angry at his words.

"Tilda, I didn't say much about your stupid selection of heroes, but the statue of the goddess must not be torn down!" The old priest showed his edge: "The goddess is always watching over the Yatala continent!"

"The goddess died a long time ago—" The princess was not to be outdone. Her eyebrows were raised, filled with anger, or rather, fear: "The goddess died a long time ago."

She said word by word: "I saw it with my own eyes."