I am the heroine's godfather!

Ruth opened the wine jar, took out two bowls, and filled them: "What kind of behavior is this, dawdling like this? Drink!"

"Alright, alright, you're the eldest brother, I'll listen to you."

The Blood Moon Clan's Wolf King couldn't refuse Russ, so he had no choice but to pick up the bowl and drink.

"Sigh, do you remember when we were little, when our parents were still alive, our whole family gathered together on a moonlit night like tonight?"

"How could I not remember? Big brother, you even dragged me to sneak a sip of Dad's wine, and I got drunk after just two sips. It was so embarrassing!"

“嘿！你还好意思每^日.发！书，群【6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8】说我！我可是记着呢，你那时候酒量比我还差！”

"Ha ha ha ha......"

The two brothers drank one cup after another, talking about the past, about the foolish things they did as children, about Ruth's wedding, about the departure of their parents and Ruth's wife, and sighing many times.

Until they talked about that night.

"Hehe, I was thinking that it would be fine to just live like this. We could be locked up in the dense forest. At least, at least everyone could survive."

Ruth gave a bitter laugh, finished the wine in his bowl, poured himself another, and said self-deprecatingly, "Pretty cowardly, huh? I know. Actually, I've never been a good chieftain. I don't have the heroic spirit of the former chieftain, nor am I as strong as you..."

"No, brother, in my heart you are the best clan leader."

The Blood Moon Clan's Wolf King looked up at the moon: "Besides, you know, what's left for us is never a multiple-choice question."

“Yes, yes. I know that Principal Lentilan wants to use us to achieve his goals. Moreover, the medal that the man who came with Principal Lentilan that night was wearing was Lord Lorian’s medal.”

Ruth lowered his head: "Directly under the Holy Maiden, once matters related to evil gods are discovered, Lord Lorian will possess the highest authority, second only to the Holy Maiden."

"He is Her Majesty the Saintess's sharpest sword."

"Yes, the sharpest sword..."

The Blood Moon Clan's Wolf King continued to gaze at the moon. Ruth sighed deeply, his words filled with helplessness: "Now that this lord has noticed us, we only have two paths to take."

"Scrape the bone to remove the poison, or exterminate the entire clan."

The Blood Moon Wolf King finished his drink: "Lord Lorian has never had a good impression of the wolf clan. This is probably his last chance for us. If we can't seize it, then the wolf clan has no reason to exist."

"Alright, brother, let's get started."

The Blood Moon Wolf King stood up, dusted himself off, and said, "Kill me, and then lead the wolf clan to regain their freedom."

"Ah."

Finally, the Blood Moon Clan's Wolf King gazed at the bright moon. He murmured to himself, "So beautiful..."

Blood spilled onto the bowl filled with wine, mingling with tears, which Rus drank down in one gulp.

In werewolf tradition, drinking wine stained with the blood of a loved one signifies that their soul will remain with you forever.

Russ exhaled and let out a long howl at the distant moon, his voice both mournful and majestic.

On the main battlefield, the battle was over. The Moonshadow Clan, at the cost of seventeen wounded, annihilated the Bloodmoon Clan.

The war is over.

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On Friday afternoon, the practical magic class was replaced by a last-minute plenary meeting.

"My dear students! Here, I would like to commend a few of you!"

Standing on the platform, Rendilan announced loudly, "Miss Anna, Miss Bianca, Miss Sylluska..."

As Rentilan called out, Anna and the others slowly ascended the stage. Bianca seemed quite accustomed to this scene, her expression calm, and Tebilis showed no other emotion. Klim, however, seemed very uncomfortable in such a large crowd, silently shrinking to the back.

Siluca pretended to be nonchalant, but her occasional furtive glances around betrayed her smugness.

Anna and Laura were very excited. Daisy and Charlotte exchanged a helpless glance and each took charge of one of them, holding Anna and Laura back to prevent them from jumping up excitedly in front of everyone.

Kyle and William were completely dizzy and lightheaded.

Rentilan continued, praising them: "In the face of crisis, they remained calm, courageous, and kind, successfully resolving a disaster and saving a race!"

"Here, I want to commend them and award them fifty credits, and each of them will bring ten college credits to their respective colleges!"

The students from the Academy of Sages and the Academy of Knights were all smiles, and the Academy of Astrology also had some gains, since there were two students from the Academy among them.

The Alchemy Academy was a bit pitiful, because Felicia didn't appear in public and didn't ask for the bonus points, so the Alchemy Academy became the only academy that didn't receive any bonus points.

However, apart from the first-year students, the other upperclassmen had no complaints—the Alchemy Department had never cared about these things. In their view, these were all a waste of time, and it would be better to let them go back and study alchemy on their own.

Rentilland personally awarded the medals to the children, followed by applause. When Kyle and William returned to their seats in the Knightshouse, the others were still cheering for them, looking at them—especially William—with newfound respect.

"Kyle! As expected of a descendant of a hero's family!"

"Exactly! He didn't disgrace the title of hero! Amazing!"

"William, you're something else! I underestimated you!"

"Yeah, I never expected you to be such a hidden talent!"

The two boys exchanged a glance, their faces beaming with excitement.

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With the forest adventure over, nothing major happened at the academy, and everyone quietly awaited the arrival of the dueling tournament.

Time flies by like a fleeting moment. A month has passed, June is coming to an end, and July is quietly approaching.

With the final exam over, the students of St. Casta's excitement reached its peak: the dueling tournament was about to begin!

Loran also received a letter from an old friend, whose signature was incredibly warm and made him feel nostalgic.

That was the supreme being from the Holy See, the strongest being in the world, a living demigod, and a Holy Maiden of the Holy See.

Messiah.

Chapter 136 Reunion of old friends

At the easternmost edge of Fallen Leaf City is a mountain that isn't particularly high, but in a plain like Fallen Leaf City, it's already quite remarkable.

On that mountain stands the Church of the Seven Gods of Fallen Leaf City. Because Saint Casta is located in Fallen Leaf City, out of respect for Principal Lundilan, who had already reached the eighth rank, the Holy City did not send a powerful bishop here; only a fourth-rank bishop was in charge of miscellaneous affairs. Normally, the church doesn't hold many important events; it simply provides a place for the people to pray.

But today, the Fallen Leaf City Church is facing an unprecedented event.

The people who came to pray were told that the church was closed today, and the bishop stood respectfully outside the door, barely daring to breathe. Many residents guessed that some important figure must have come to the holy city, after all, judging from the dates, the dueling tournament was about to begin, and every year a cardinal from the holy city would come to watch the tournament to see if there were any promising talents, and this year would probably be no exception.

Cardinals! They are second only to Her Majesty the Virgin Mary, each a great figure responsible for an entire country. No wonder this bishop is so respectful, after all, the cardinal is indeed responsible for his promotion.

The bishop stood at the door, dismissing the believers who wanted to visit: "I'm sorry, the church is closed today. Please come another day."

“Sir Bishop, I have come to visit the people inside the house.”

The bishop's eyes snapped open as he looked at the casually dressed young man before him, then yawned again: "Professor Loran... I don't know why you would say that, but the people inside said they won't see anyone else."

The bishop did know the young man; he was a new teacher at St. Casta this semester, and was said to be highly regarded by Principal Rentilan. He had even had drinks with him a few times and found him to be a very nice young man.

Normally, the bishop would be happy to chat with Loran for a while, but today was not an option. After all, the person inside was no ordinary person, and if she caught him neglecting his duties, his position as bishop would be over.

Besides, the person inside said that no one except Lord Lorian was allowed to enter. Although he didn't know Lord Lorian, the person said that Lord Lorian would come with an invitation.

"No one else in sight? But this is the invitation she gave me!"

An invitation? Yes, Lord Lorian will be bringing an invitation, wait...

An invitation?!

The bishop stumbled, nearly falling to the ground, and shakily stretched out his hand: "Y-you, you, you are!!!"

The church doors were pushed open, and Her Majesty the Saint's personal maid, with a cold expression, stepped out: "Your Excellency Lorian, Her Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time. Please follow me."

"Ok."

Loran nodded and followed the maid inside. He turned back, smiled at the bishop who was already having some existential doubts, raised a finger, and shushed him, signaling him to keep the secret.

The bishop recalled how he used to complain about the Vatican when he drank with Loran, and he felt like the sky was falling.

No way! You, a direct subordinate of Her Majesty the Holy Maiden, what are you doing here pretending to be a teacher?!

The bishop was speechless with grief.

But Loran had no time to pay attention to this guy; the maid led him into the church.

The morning sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows and fell on the statue of the Seven Gods, below which a blonde woman prayed devoutly.

"Lord Lorian, please wait here for a moment, His Majesty's prayers are not yet over."

After saying this, the maid sensibly took her leave, leaving the two of them alone.

Loran watched Messiah pray quietly. The sunlight shone on her, as if veiling her in a hazy mist, making her seem otherworldly.

Time passed slowly until, at a certain moment, the prayers ceased.

Messiah stood up and looked at Loran.

The two looked at each other, and time seemed to stand still.

After a long silence, Loran spoke:

"...Long time no see, Messiah."

"Ah."

Messiah looked at him quietly, remained silent for a long time, and then said, "It's been a long time."

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A knock on the door woke Miss Christine from her sleep.

Christine was full of resentment. She didn't even need to think about it; the person knocking on her door on a weekend morning was most likely that guy, Loran!

Christine yawned, tidying her messy hair as she opened the door: "Damn it, Loran, what do you want with me so early in the morning!"

The door opened, and an indifferent elf stood outside.

"Holy crap, Estia!"

Christine slammed the door shut: "No, no, I must be still half asleep. Why is Estia here?"

Then she looked through the doorway and saw that the emerald-haired elf was turned away, her face as cold as frost.

Holy crap, it really is Estia!

Christine quickly opened the door and coughed twice: "Ah, um, Estia, long time no see."

Estia looked at her long-lost friend, noticing her messy red hair and sleepy eyes, and couldn't help but sigh deeply, saying, "Long time no see, you're still the same troublesome person you always are."

"What are you saying! What do you mean by 'you're a handful'! Besides, it's clearly wrong of you to come knocking on the door so early in the morning!"

It's already nine o'clock.

"What's wrong with nine o'clock? It's the weekend! Weekend mornings start at noon!"

Hearing Christine's words, which sounded like those of a cripple, Estia remained silent for a long time, then sneered and said no more.

结果就是这么一笑，克莉丝汀彻底破防了：“特娘的！你笑什么笑！几个意思每^日.发！书，群【6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8】啊！！！”

It was just a pity for Ms. Dinaka, the director of the astrology institute who lived next door. She had only fallen asleep at three o'clock last night and was woken up by someone. Her resentment was heavier than that of a demon from the abyss.

"Claire!"

"Uh uh uh......"

Knowing she had woken up her fellow nocturnal creature, Christine looked a little embarrassed. While apologizing, she pulled Estia inside, activated the soundproofing device she had taken (or rather, stolen) from Loran, and looked at Estia: "Come on, keep arguing. If you don't explain yourself clearly, you'll be in trouble!"

"Ah."

It was that familiar taunt again, and seeing that Christine was about to lose her temper, Estia changed the subject: "I didn't come here to argue with you."

"That is?"

"I've come to see Lorian."

"Lorian... uh, Lorian, he is indeed here, but, um, what do you want with him?"

For some reason, Christine felt a little nervous.

"Take him to the Elf Forest."

"No! I don't agree!"

?

Estia silently typed a question mark.

Chapter 137 Information about Charlotte