Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

There were also people who knelt in the empty temple and prayed alone.

The image flashed by so quickly that he couldn't see clearly.

Along with the unspoken words, they flashed by until the years passed silently.

The next chapter will skip thirty years later, and will also cover the story of Craft's salvation in the original novel.

Chapter 106 The Coronation Ceremony Thirty Years Later

Thirty years after the end of the war in the Age of Mythology.

"Long ago, the various races fought endlessly with the gods for their own tribes. Eventually, the demons took advantage of the situation and launched a catastrophe that swept across the entire continent. At that time, a hero stepped forward."

In a human city, an old man was telling a group of children the story of the first great sage Lord.

"By the way, what does the great sage look like?" A child interrupted the old man's narration.

"It is said that the Great Sage Lord did not leave any statues. Although His Majesty Norn once asked craftsmen to try to carve one for him, it seems that no statue was carved that satisfied him."

"By the way, I heard from others that the great sage Lord is also called a saint. So what is his real name?" a little girl asked.

"The Saint, the Sage, and the Godslayer are actually all him. And our soon-to-be-crowned Majesty Norn is the companion of Lord Lord. The title of Saint was bestowed by His Majesty."

At this time, a grand coronation ceremony was being held in the center of the city.

This is the coronation ceremony of the first human nation, Holy King Norn.

Although Norn had built this human city for several years, he had never officially ascended the throne, but the humans in this city still called him His Majesty the King.

The city's central square is now crowded with people.

Although this human country only has the territory of one city and a population of no more than 10,000 people, many races came to congratulate.

After all, during this period of time, the name of the Holy King Norn has spread throughout the entire continent, and every human settlement has traces of him.

[The Holy King and his friends travel together, passing on the wisdom of magic to every human.]

This is the first sentence of the historical text of Aiel, the first nation of the human race.

The red flags fluttered in the wind, the sunlight shone on the white stone steps, and next to the stone platform was the protagonist of the ceremony.

On the viewing platform, people of different races gathered, even the famous Dwarf King and Elf King were there.

The dwarf king wore a brand new ceremonial cloak inlaid with various gems, and even his beard was carefully braided. The heirloom battle axe lay at his feet.

Beside him was a young dwarf.

The other party was none other than Thorm, his former adventure partner, who had now been officially designated as the next generation Dwarf King. Perhaps before long, Norn would be able to attend his coronation ceremony.

What shocked Noen was that the other party actually grew a beard?

Could it be that before Lord disappeared, he left the other party with a spell that could grow a beard?

On the other side, the Elf King sat in his seat, talking in a low voice with several elven elders beside him, his eyes occasionally sweeping across the square, hoping to see that figure.

However, this expectation was destined to be dashed.

At noon, the ceremony officially began with the blast of a magic salute.

The square fell silent in an instant, and everyone's attention was focused on Norn on the platform.

The other party is no longer the green adventurer of the past. His short silver hair and slightly old face show that the knife of time has left traces on his face at some point.

The other person was wearing a gorgeous robe carefully made by the dwarves. Under the gaze of everyone, he stepped up the stairs step by step.

When he finally stood before the throne, the elf in charge of the ceremony began to read the ancient coronation oath in a voice blessed by magic.

This was something the Elf King brought from his own country specifically because he took into consideration that there was no corresponding profession among humans.

Even after the coronation ceremony, the other party will continue to stay in this country until humans have their own civilization.

Norn solemnly repeated the ancient oath, conveying his voice to everyone present.

When the last syllable of the oath fell, the magic of the oath took effect and a golden crown appeared in the air.

Then the crown slowly fell and was placed firmly on Norn's head.

Everyone present was moved to tears. The human race finally had its own country in this world.

Everyone present burst into thunderous cheers.

"Long live the Holy King!"

"Long live the Kingdom of El!"

The sound waves continued to rise in waves, and even the two kings were infected by the atmosphere and could not help but applaud and congratulate him.

If it were the mythological era, they would not allow a new country to appear before them, but now, the mythological era has ended and this land will usher in a new era.

Besides, this was something they had already agreed to.

Norn turned around and faced the crowd and his people. Although the human race was small, they represented hope.

He raised his right hand, and the cheers gradually died down at this gesture. Facing countless pairs of expectant and admiring gazes, he spoke.

"Everyone, today we are here not only to crown me, but also to crown our home, the hope we all protect—the Kingdom of El!"

Norn built this city five years ago. At the beginning, the number of humans was no more than a thousand. It was nominally a human country, but there were more people of other races.

Now, after several years of development, more and more humans have heard of the name of this city and come here to seek refuge, bringing the number of human residents in this city to over 10,000.

His gaze swept across the viewing platform again, lingering on the Dwarf King Du and the Elf King, and finally fell on Som.

The other party was also looking at him.

The original salvation team has been disbanded, and everyone has gone their separate ways. Even in this kind of occasion, only one of them is present.

But Norn had no complaints.

Whether it's the disappeared Lord or Olivia who imprisoned herself in the kingdom of God in heaven, there's no need to say more about Celie who has been moving forward as a saint, exploring the path of magic.

There are even old friends who are now in the shadows.

When his eyes met with Som's, Noen also understood the other party's thoughts.

All the complex emotions are hidden in the alternation of vision.

Norn nodded slightly and continued his speech.

"We will not forget! The threat from the demons has not been eliminated, and we will not forget what they did thirty years ago. I established the human nation not only to protect the human race, but also to fight against the demons and fight for peace in this world!

Although the former Godslayer is no longer here, I will uphold his will and let Elsword shine forever!"

Lord, the hero who killed gods, was also deeply revered by people as a great sage and saint, and had countless honors. Although he has now disappeared, both humans and other races still have great respect for him.

Everyone shouted the name, and the entire square was drowned in an even more intense wave of cheers.

Chapter 107 The living should carry the hope of the deceased forward

The ceremony ends and the grand celebration begins, which is the dwarves' favorite part. It is because of their presence that the atmosphere on the scene becomes even more lively.

Norn walked down the stone platform and came in front of everyone. He first clinked glasses with the highest-ranking Dwarf King and Elf King one by one, and then came to several of his old friends.

"Long time no see, Master Dulor."

"Indeed." The dwarf forging master Duror couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the now white-haired Norn.

It has only been a short thirty years, and the once black-haired boy is now gray-haired, which makes him sigh that the human lifespan is too short.

"Your Majesty Norn, there are still several documents that need your processing tonight." Lisa, who has already become a famous magician, was also present.

In the past thirty years, the little girl who had just started learning magic has become a powerful magician and has become the most indispensable existence in the country she founded.

"Okay, okay! I understand."

After dealing with everyone, Norn and Som finally had a brief moment alone at the edge of the quieter viewing platform.

The two men held their wine glasses and looked at the noisy and festive crowd below.

"It's been so fast, Som." Norn's voice was filled with a barely perceptible sigh. "Thirty years have passed, as if it were just a dream. I always dream about the stories of that time, when we were..."

Som was holding a glass of wine that was disguised as beer but was actually juice. Although Lord left him with the magic to grow a beard, it did not solve his problem of not being able to drink.

According to the other party, this seemed to be innate and could not be changed by magic.

Som didn't understand this either. If he couldn't drink, he wouldn't drink. But in front of outsiders, he would pretend to be able to drink.

Besides, as long as no one comes to grab his wine glass, no one will notice the trick.

After taking a sip, he nodded and said, "Yeah, now that I think about it, I'm really lucky. Especially at the Dwarf Ruins, with all the divine attacks and gods, I thought I was going to die there!"

The blame for the dwarf ruins being completely reduced to rubble fell on the demons in the end.

If the demons had not shown that they could perform divine attacks, people might have firmly believed that it was the Skywing tribe that did it.

But since you demons can also use divine attacks, I'm sorry, it must be you who did it!

As for the Skywing Clan?

That's our staunch ally, how could they do such a thing?

Since the protagonists of the story won't tell the truth anyway, they might as well just put the blame on the demons to prevent Olivia, who remains in this world, from being affected.

Som still remembered that after the Dwarf King learned that the dwarfs' ancestral land had completely disappeared, he cursed the demons for three days and three nights without stopping.

It seems that the other party is really angry.

Thinking of Olivia, the dwarf Thorm paused. "Miss Olivia... guarding that cold kingdom of God, will she never come down again?"

The remaining Skywing people have left this world, and Olivia will be the last Skywing person in this world.

Besides, the other party has already sworn that he will never set foot in this world again, so it is the same as if the Tianyi tribe has completely disappeared.

I'm afraid that in a few thousand years, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this once glorious and powerful race will disappear into the long river of history.

“Miss Olivia will not set foot on the ground again unless Lord comes back to persuade her.”

Norn sighed.

Both he and Celia, who was traveling alone, had been searching for each other for decades, but there was no trace.

Norn had even prepared for the worst.

Lord, the first great sage of the human race, who led her on the path of magic and swore to pass on magic to the human race, had died together with the goddess.