I raise elves in Florian

The northern kingdoms.

Schwert Mountains.

It got colder and colder as we went further in, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

"It's so cold! >_<!"

Frillie huddled closer to Shi Yichen, feeling cold even though she had changed into warm winter clothes.

Seeing this, Shi Yichen raised his hand and several golden rays entered the bodies of Frilian, Simmel, and the other two. This was a folk magic that could warm the body, but it could only be maintained within a certain range.

If you exceed the range of warmth you need, you will still feel cold.

For example, this magic can keep you warm up to -20 degrees Celsius, but it won't be as effective above 20 degrees Celsius.

"It's so warm!"

Suddenly, Frilian no longer felt cold; the warmth made her want to sleep, so she leaned against Shi Yichen, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Shi Yichen shook his head, picked up Frilian in a princess carry, and held her in his arms. Feeling the familiar scent, Frilian found a comfortable position in Shi Yichen's arms and continued to sleep.

The group of five slowly walked to a village covered in snow. Following the villagers' directions, they arrived at the village chief's house.

"Adventurers, welcome to the land of swords. I am the forty-seventh village chief."

A young woman greeted the group of five, and when she saw Shi Yichen's face, her pupils dilated instantly.

The person in front of them looks exactly like the person in the portrait passed down through generations, or rather, they are the same person.

That portrait is someone every village chief must remember, because she is the only one who can draw the hero's sword.

"Excuse me, are you Lord Shi Yichen?"

The 47th village chief, filled with excitement, approached Shi Yichen and asked her, "Every village chief said before they passed away that the person in the portrait would definitely come."

However, none of them were able to wait for Shi Yichen's arrival, which made people wonder if this person had already died. Nevertheless, they still followed the last wishes of their predecessors and kept waiting for the person in the portrait to arrive.

The current ruler looked at Shi Yichen with utter surprise. She looked exactly like the portrait. He never expected that after more than 500 years, she would come to the Land of Swords again.

"Well, it's me."

Shi Yichen knew she had been recognized when she saw the village chief's appearance. She never expected that after more than 500 years, someone would still recognize her.

"Um, what's going on here?"

Simmel stepped forward and asked the village chief, who seemed to know all along that Shi Yichen would be coming.

"I also want to know."

Frilian also looked at Shi Yichen, feeling that he was hiding something from her.

"This one……"

The village chief looked at Shi Yichen with some difficulty.

"Well! If you want to know, come with me!"

Shi Yichen shrugged and led the group toward the place where the Sword of the Warrior was kept. Although she hadn't been there for over five hundred years, she still vaguely remembered how to get there.

They encountered monsters along the way not long after they set off, but Simmel and Aize easily cleared them out.

After killing the mountain lord mentioned by the village chief, she returned to the place where the hero's sword was kept.

"Simmel, go!"

After spending several years together, Shi Yichen felt that Xinmeier was the most likely person to pull out the Hero's Sword, but he didn't know if he could pull it out.

"Ah."

Simmel put away the fake Hero's Sword, walked to the real Hero's Sword, gripped the hilt with both hands and tried to pull it outwards, but the Hero's Sword did not budge.

"It seems that this hero is not a true hero either."

As expected, the village chief said that no one had been able to pull out the Hero's Sword for hundreds of years, and this time the result was no surprise.

“Simmel…”

Haita looked at Simmel with complicated emotions. As Simmel's childhood friend, he naturally understood Simmel's feelings.

"What does it matter if the warrior is fake? I will destroy the Demon King and restore peace to the world. Then it will be irrelevant whether he is real or fake."

Even without the approval of the Sword of Heroes, Simmel was not discouraged and became even more determined in her beliefs.

"It's normal that you can't pull it out, because its owner is not dead."

At this moment, Shi Yichen also stepped forward and stroked the Warrior's Sword.

Everyone looked at Shi Yichen in shock. The owner of the Sword of Heroes was still alive?

"Why are you looking at me like that? He's definitely not dead. I've seen him before. He's an elf, just like Frilian, only a male elf."

Shi Yichen revealed this secret that no one knew to everyone; yes, he was talking about Kraft.

"Really? No wonder no one could pull it out."

Simmel hadn't expected things to turn out this way; if that's the case, then he really couldn't pull it out.

"Also, this is just a rather special sword; there's nothing to envy about it."

Shi Yichen drew the Hero's Sword with a snap.

"what!"

Shi Yichen picked up the Hero's Sword with one hand, and everyone present except the village chief was shocked by his skill.

The village chief already knew that Shi Yichen was the one who pulled out the Hero's Sword five hundred years ago, so she felt it was only natural that Shi Yichen had pulled out the Hero's Sword.

Shi Yichen placed the Hero's Sword in his hand into Simmel's hand. Simmel had just taken the Hero's Sword when the sword itself plunged into the ground the next second.

"Yes! It's a rather special sword, but I'm more used to using my own sword."

Simmel released the hilt of the Warrior's Sword without hesitation and drew the greatsword from her waist.

"Remember, it's not the sword of the hero that chooses the hero, but rather the sword wielded by the hero that can be called the sword of the hero."

As she spoke, Shi Yichen pulled the Warrior's Sword from the ground and returned it to its original position. She did not notice that a golden light flew out from the Warrior's Sword, entered her body, and merged with the Goddess's blessing in her heart.

"That's very true."

Simmel also admired Shi Yichen's words.

"Let's go back! Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!"

As soon as Shi Yichen finished speaking, a sharp pain shot through his chest. He clutched his chest and collapsed to his knees, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, blurring his vision.

"Yi Chen?"

Frilian noticed Shi Yichen's abnormality immediately, and just as Shi Yichen was about to fall to the ground, Frilian caught him in her arms.

"Wake up!"

Shi Yichen's sudden symptoms terrified Frillie.

"Frilian, take it with you."

In the last few seconds of his lucidity, Shi Yichen summoned his holy sword before falling into a coma. The holy sword fell to the ground, but fortunately, Haita caught it with quick reflexes.

"It has a very sacred aura, just like the Book of the Goddess."

Haita carefully placed the holy sword away, for disrespecting it was disrespecting the goddess.

"Frilian, quickly take Shi Yichen back to the village."

Simmel said anxiously to Frilian.

"Ah."

Frilian carried the unconscious Shi Yichen and ran towards the village.

After the group returned to the village and settled Shi Yichen in, Haita, a monk, began to examine Shi Yichen.

"She was not injured in any way, nor did she have any aura of a curse, but her body was riddled with holes."

Haita was puzzled because Shi Yichen looked perfectly fine on the outside, but an examination revealed that Shi Yichen's body was already in a state of near death.

"How could this happen! Is there really no way to fix it?"

"Frilian asked anxiously from the side."

"My healing techniques have no effect whatsoever."

Haita shook his head; there was nothing he could do about the situation.

Just then, Frilian thought of someone, someone she hadn't seen in over a thousand years.

That's Celia, she must have a way.

“I know someone who can find out what happened to Yichen. I want to take her there.”