Knight and Wand

Chapter 97 Ancient Background
Laura raised her right hand and opened her palm to the blonde girl.

Olivia stared blankly at the actions of the wizard lady in front of her, somewhat confused.

"Just hold my hand so I can check your bloodline."

Laura stared into the girl's eyes with her golden eyes: "If you feel offended and have no interest in delving into your bloodline, that's fine. I just thought that I might have met the descendant of that guy, and I was just in a whim."

"No, Miss Laura, I don't feel offended. I'm curious too." Olivia waved her hand embarrassedly.

She took off her iron gloves and held the wizard's slender and elegant fingers.

At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
The other party said that he might know his ancestors. Then how old is this mysterious and beautiful lady?

Olivia was guessing wildly when she saw Laura close her eyes.

A soft light then lit up slightly between the two people's clasped fingers.

After a while, Laura opened her eyes again.

".Sure enough." She looked up at the blonde girl in front of her with a nervous expression.

“When I first saw you through Leon, I had an indescribable sense of déjà vu, but although blond hair and blue eyes are rare among the Feru people, they can’t be considered as evidence.

However, looking at this body now, combined with the current state of this land in this era, you are indeed the descendant of that guy."

Olivia blinked, only to feel completely confused.

Laura still held the girl's hand and asked about her wishes: "However, since your 'father' hasn't told you this, you still have room for choice. After all, this matter may affect your future life. You may want to consider whether you want to know the truth about your life experience.

If you forget everything I said now, it would be nice to be an ordinary blacksmith's daughter and live the rest of your life in peace."

The truth that my father didn't tell me?

Olivia was stunned.

"Affect your life? Miss Laura, is it so serious to just know who your ancestor is?" The blonde girl felt nervous as she looked at Laura's serious eyes.

"It does have a huge impact on you." Laura nodded.

She then turned Olivia's palm over and spread it upwards, and asked, "Have you never wondered how different your body is?"

"What do you mean?" Olivia looked at the palm of her hand that was opened by the other party.

"Leon." Laura turned her head: "Show me your hands too."

Hearing this, Leon took off his gauntlets and spread out his palms.

He looked at his rough, hard-knuckled hands.

He looked at Olivia's fair girlish hands again.

Hey. Looks good.
Huh? That's not right.

Leon immediately realized the huge difference between the two.

The original owner of this body was the son of a commoner hunter. He had been doing all kinds of rough work since he was young, so of course his hands were worn out and became rough and hard.

Since he woke up until now, he has been practicing swordplay and martial arts with various weapons for a long time, and thick sword calluses have already formed on his palms.

This is normal.

But look at the blonde girl's little hands again.

Although old blacksmith Brian's family is a wealthy family in Selva Village, Olivia also does a lot of farm work in the village, and has practiced martial arts with a rough iron rod for many years in private.

Then how could her hands, as if they were not used for work, be as beautiful and delicate as those of a noble lady?
"Olivia, have you never had calluses on your hands?" Leon asked.

He didn't have Kira Yoshikage's fetish, and he had never noticed anything special about girls in this regard.

"No. I asked my father about this when I was a child, but he said some people are born that way and there's nothing strange about it." Olivia clenched her palms.

It has been like this since she can remember, and she has long been accustomed to it. Besides, which girl would complain about not having calluses on her hands?

"Calling is a protective reaction of normal living organisms to skin wear and tear. However, if the self-healing ability far exceeds this instinctive mechanism, then the skin of the body can naturally remain in a constant and optimal state."

Laura put down Olivia’s right hand: “It’s not just that the skin won’t wear out. It seems that you have been very well behaved since you were a child and have never played with the flames in the furnace in the blacksmith shop.

Otherwise, if you are a little naughty, you will find that the flames cannot hurt you at all. The high concentration of magic can make you immune to the heat reaction of burning."

"I'm not afraid of fire?" Olivia opened her beautiful green eyes wide in surprise.

"There are many things you are not afraid of." The wizard nodded: "Your bloodline has completely inherited a unique flaming sun life science magic formula.

Your frequent and hard martial arts training over the years has just replicated the training memory in your blood and further activated the active high-density magic elements in your body.

The circulation of magic energy stimulated by exercise in the human body is far less than this natural advantage.

That’s why you have the physical strength, perception and vitality that surpass that of ordinary people.”

"Lola, I keep hearing you and Corvis mention 'magic element'. What exactly is magic element?" Leon couldn't help but interrupt and ask.

"Magic essence is one of the basic substances that supports the existence of all animals, plants, and spiritual life in the mortal world. It can be transformed into natural magic and chaotic magic to the greatest extent.

And the changes in its size and density in the body of a living being roughly determine the growth form of life to a large extent." The wizard lady replied.

She waved her hand at Leon and said, "Don't worry. I have written an introductory magic book in Feru that explains the basic concepts in a popular way. You can take it back and read it in advance when you have free time."

After saying that, Laura looked at Olivia again.

"How's it going? Have you decided?"

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Olivia frowned and stared at her palms, feeling confused and hesitant.

Before the disaster that happened to Selva, she always thought of herself as an ordinary mountain girl who was good at fighting.

Even after defeating those vicious enemy knights one after another, after making comparisons, she only raised her self-awareness to the level of a village girl with relatively good martial arts.
This time I followed her to find out, simply because I was curious about how the wizard girl knew about her ancestors.

But, bloodline related to magic?
life experience?

the truth?.
In the girl's memory, a vague impression of her mother from childhood flashed through her mind, but she could no longer remember what she looked like.

Mother's beautiful long golden hair and sad eyes
Olivia Olivia
I seemed to hear a call from the past.

She felt inexplicably bewildered.

"Olivia?"

Leon patted the girl's shoulder.

The blonde girl finally came back to her senses from her hazy childhood memories, as if in a dream.

"Forget it. Uncle Brian won't harm you. Since he doesn't plan to tell you these things, there must be a reason why he doesn't want you to know." Leon comforted.

"Anyway, you didn't know your past, but you grew up happily, didn't you?"

After experiencing the previous experience where old Brian insisted on hiding his daughter's anxiety and abnormality in front of Count Trosa and his party, he had long suspected that Olivia's identity was not ordinary.

Now, what Miss Lola said about the unique physique of a young girl made Leon feel that her life experience was quite involved.

But if the girl herself is not mentally prepared, there is really no need to figure out everything now and add to her troubles.

At the age of sixteen, in Leon's eyes, she was still just a half-grown child.

Olivia looked at the boy beside her speechlessly.

The concern in the other person's eyes was just like the light he saw in that desperate situation that day when he was terrified and helpless.

A sense of security slowly came over me.

She recalled her father's strange attitude in his eagerness to move away from Selva.

What was the father worried about that he would abandon his land and the home he had lived in for more than ten years and rashly go to the far north where he had no relatives or friends to start a new home?
The girl's eyes gradually became firm.

She longed to see the countless new and surprising things that lay beyond Selva.

I also look forward to accompanying these companions as they experience their thrilling adventures.

But I just don’t want to be so ignorant and easily abandon all my friends and partners, leave the land where I was born and grew up for more than ten years, and go far away.

Putting the armor back on her hands, the blonde girl looked at the other party calmly: "Ms. Laura, please tell me."

Seeing that the other party had made a choice, the wizard nodded and said:

“Your ancestor was once the commander of the Yanyang Guards.

Of course, you don't need to know who he was before he lost his job.

Because after that guy was demoted by me, he has an identity that you are more familiar with now in this land.

He was the founder of the Kingdom of Kronia, the predecessor of today's Northern Kingdom, and the first king of the current Orland royal family.

Dusk Knight.

Gervin Drakmar."

After a long while, Leon looked at Olivia, who was lying in front of the tower window, quietly looking at the dim night below the tower. He did not say anything to disturb the girl from digesting the sudden truth, and followed Laura back to the wizard workshop on the lower floor.

"By the way, I didn't see the remains of the Yan Yang Guards that were left here. Where did you put them?" Leon asked puzzledly.

"The body has been buried in the courtyard behind the tower, which has fulfilled the guard's last wish. The armor is now stored in the warehouse. I plan to use it as the base for the next ritual of making Neti cards."

Laura picked up the silver plate on the table and continued to answer: "Although his soul has returned to the Dead Sea, perhaps it can be called back to the mortal world again. It depends on whether he is willing to help."

"But you must develop the ability to call upon magic power as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if you summon him, you won't be able to maintain this, uh, 'Heroic Spirit Card' as you call it."

"Well, don't worry. When I get back, I will take Corvis to train whenever I have time. I will never slack off." Leon promised. He put away the black treasure card, Boiling Heart, and turned to look at Laura curiously.

"Come to think of it, the founding monarch of the Drakmar royal family is actually your mage guard?"

Hearing this, Laura's gentle face showed a rare hint of disgust: "When did I say that guy was my bodyguard?"

Obviously, although the wizard lady did not hate the name, she did not like it either.

"Didn't you say that Olivia's ancestor, the one named Gelvin, was the commander-in-chief of the Royal Guards? And you demoted him." Leon scratched his head in confusion.

"He is a Yanyang Guard, yes, but he is not my guard."

Laura closed her eyes silently: "I demoted Gelvin and expelled him from the French court because he failed to protect his monarch and committed an unforgivable dereliction of duty.

Of course, my punishment can be considered as saving him to some extent, otherwise that guy would definitely rush into the abyss of the spirit world to die in battle and apologize."

It's so complicated. Leon then realized the misunderstanding. Although the two were superiors and subordinates, they were not directly subordinate to each other.

However, from these words, he suddenly had a vague idea of ​​the era in which Miss Lola lived.

Since Laura knows the founding king of Kronia.

That was before the royal family of Drakmar later unified the north and renamed the kingdom Orland.

The predecessor of the Northern Kingdom, Kronia, has a history of about 400 years, and Orland now has a history of more than 670 years.
After a rough calculation, Leon was surprised to find that Miss Lola lived at least a thousand years ago.

Leon touched his chin and looked at the white-haired girl in front of him.

The ancient King of Magic, this is the highest level of magician that I know of at the moment.

Judging from Corvis's reaction that day, even Emperor Atias on the other side of the ocean was imitating the clothing style of the ancient wizard lady in front of him.

With such a prominent status, it is obviously impossible for an unknown person to be submerged in the long river of history.

After all, even the founding king in Orland's history could leave his name in legends thousands of years later.

But was there another great man with the same surname, Ilaril, at least a thousand years ago?
Laura
Lola Ilarial.

King Hilaril of France.

Laura was a contemporary of the Holy Prophet Ilaril.

wrong.

The sun pattern that automatically appeared after thinking of the Neti card.

Thinking of the agreement to return to the Great Temple of Rolandar, Leon couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He stood up and looked around the wizard lady.

I dare not make any rash guesses.

It was too far-fetched, which was why he had never connected the two together in the first place.

Since he clearly inherited the memory of the original owner, the young Serian, his expression was indescribably strange.

".What are you doing?"

Laura held the scepter and looked at the other person moving back and forth and circling around her with amusement.

"Wait a moment, let me calm down." Leon raised his hand and took a deep breath.

It's still too unrealistic.

From what he had seen and heard along the way, he had already accepted the fact that Laura was a powerful wizard when she was alive.

But Ilarial?!
The Holy Sun Doctrine, which is believed in by the vast majority of Feru countries on the continent today, is the incarnation of the only true God on earth.

Holy Prophet Hilaril.

Leon swallowed his saliva, stared at the mage lady and said carefully: "Can I ask? Laura, when you were alive, did you believe in the Holy Sun Religion?"

Laura saw the disbelief on the other person's face and sighed.

".If possible, I would like you not to ask such a stupid question."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but look helpless: "How can I believe in something that didn't exist when I was alive?"

After getting a clear answer, Leon shouted in surprise: "Are you really the prophet that the church believes in now? The incarnation of God?! Laura, are you a god?"

Boom~
"Hey" Leon took a step back, rubbing the place on his forehead where he was tapped by the scepter with a wry smile.

“Calm down?” Laura reluctantly retracted the wand in her hand and waved her hand: “I am not the incarnation of a god. I told you that when I was alive, even the so-called Holy Sun Church did not exist. I don’t even know what kind of prophet I will be after I die.

Holy Sun Moserla Sol is indeed great, but that supreme being is completely different from the concept of gods that people worship today."

"Oh, is that so?" Hearing this clarification from the person himself, Leon was not disappointed, and still felt extremely at ease in his heart.

What to say?

Regardless of whether Miss Lola is the incarnation of God in the teachings of the Holy Sun Church, her status in the Holy Sun Kingdom is undoubtedly no different from that of a certain young man named Ye in her previous life.

Good fellow, to be friends with the Holy Prophet himself!
How could this be possible? If this got out, which kingdom in the Western Continent that believed in the Holy Sun Religion would dare not give me some face?

Laura saw the other party's increasingly smug smile, raised her hand again, and tapped Leon's forehead vigorously: "Don't smile foolishly~! Little idiot, I'm not trying to hit you, if you really tell outsiders about the title of the Holy Prophet, regardless of whether others believe in my identity as a lonely ghost.
If someone really tries to take away my weakened spirit, I will have to give up everything and sleep in the Dead Sea."

She spread her hands and said, "If things get to that point, I really can't take care of this mess if there's any more trouble in the mortal world."

Feeling that the spirit was gradually showing signs of being unable to continue, Laura looked up at Leon: "It seems that this state can only be maintained for a short time. Are there any other problems?"

"Wait, there's something else I want you to help me with."

While Miss Mage was still there, Leon quickly smoothed his hair towards her, showing off his black hair roots that had grown half-length over the past two months.

"What's happening to me? I originally had brown hair, but recently the hair growing from underneath seems to be turning black. Is this normal?" he asked worriedly.

"Hair color change?"

Laura stroked her chin and took a closer look.

"It's not strange for a spellcaster. If there is no active interference, magic power will affect the caster's hair color. But with the amount of magic in your body now, how could there be such a change?"

She said, thinking quickly and looking into the other's eyes again.

Noticing that there was also an imperceptible black in Leon's pupils, Laura suddenly asked back: "Did you have black hair and black pupils when you were alive?"

"Yeah, that's right." Leon nodded honestly.

"So at the moment, it seems that your soul essence may be affecting the growth of this body."

Laura said, and looked at him suspiciously again: "But this is strange again, with the strength of your soul..."

"The soul changes the body? You mean, I will gradually become what I was before?" Leon said in surprise.

Laura frowned.

Logically speaking, the soul overwrites the body
With a thoughtful look, the wizard lady turned to comfort him and said, "It shouldn't be that exaggerated. Don't worry, this phenomenon will not affect your health. If you are really concerned, you might as well go get a haircut."

Hearing her say this, Leon felt relieved. It was time to get a good haircut.

After answering the last question, Laura closed her eyes and no longer tried to maintain the stability of her spirit.

The petite body instantly turned into flying bright light particles, and then regrouped in mid-air to form the original Neti card.

Leon reached out and carefully caught the golden Heroic Spirit Card that contained Laura's soul.

Looking at the wizard lady sleeping with her eyes closed on the card, he felt a little regretful that he couldn't keep her with him at all times for the time being.

However, one day he would have to fulfill his promise and return to Rolandar, and then he would be able to travel again with the spirit of this legendary ancient prophet.

Leon suddenly recalled the conversation he had with his companions two months ago, when he had just escaped from the cave.

At that time, the boy Lohak was praying that Ilarial was here.

Now that I think about it, Ilarial is not at the top at all.

It's right next to me
Leon shook his head in amusement.

Placing the gold and silver Neti cards on the table, he turned and walked towards the top floor.

After such a long time to calm down, I think Olivia should have recovered from the truth of her life.

The Drakmar family, now the royal family of Orland.

It is not known whether the girl is from the side branch or the royal family.

But according to Miss Laura, Olivia also carries the genetic characteristics of the special magical bloodline of the commander of the Yanyang Guards a thousand years ago.

If Olivia is not considered the current royal orthodoxy, then it should not be her problem.

I still remember what Baron Elliver said, that Count Trosa, the Kingmaker, was the one who supported the current king to ascend the throne more than a decade ago.
The timing is just right for Olivia's current age.

Leon rubbed his brow.

Why do I feel like I have such a strong connection with royal blood recently?
Corvis is the prince of Vilania.

Olivia is most likely the princess of the Kingdom of Orlando.

Is it so easy to come across the king's descendants these days?

After returning, I will "torture" Azerien and Lohak to see if they are also hidden royal relatives.

(End of this chapter)