Star Forge Titan

He was referring to what happened in the original plot, the terrible future that saw Elrond and the entire continent engulfed in war.

"Yeah." Afrediya suddenly felt the tension in her heart quickly dissipate as if by magic. A feeling of security surged into her heart, and her nervous mind gradually calmed down. Then the drowsiness that came over her made her fall into a dream quickly.

Since it was already early morning, it didn't take long for the sun to rise into the sky.

The sound of hurried horse hooves was heard outside the inn, and Alvin immediately opened his eyes.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

Alvin adjusted his breathing, and the magic power surged around him. He entered a state of combat readiness, then walked to the door and opened it.

As the door opened, he saw a large group of tall knights occupying the entire corridor. Each of them was over two meters tall, almost as tall as himself. They had obviously undergone advanced Elrond mystical transformations, and they were wearing silver enchanted armor that emitted magical light. The weapons they held also shone with astonishingly bright magical light.

“Who are you!!!???” A voice with an unbelievable and extremely excited tone came from the front.

At first, Alvin couldn't find the person he was talking to, but then he realized that the other person was very short.

When he looked down, he saw a young boy who looked very similar to Afrediya, but was no older than fourteen.

The other person has short light pink hair, delicate features and a very petite figure. She looks a few years younger than her peers. In addition, she is wearing a noble robe that is neat but decorated with various lace edges. She looks like a finely crafted doll.

At this moment, the beautiful boy was looking up at Ivan with an extremely shocked expression.

"Who are you!?! Where is my sister?!?"

The second prince of Elrond, a member of the Gusmys family, Afrediya's younger brother, a severe sister complex patient who needs electrotherapy, Ostolfo Andre Gustav Gusmys almost let out a cry from the soul at this moment.

"What's your relationship?!?"

Chapter 31 The Storm Has Not Yet Arrived

Along with Ostolfo came a large number of Odin priests from the Temple of Storms.

Seeing the priests holding war hammers or long-handled battle axes and wearing plate and chain composite armor, everyone else in the inn showed a relieved expression.

The sudden arrival of a large number of Silver Knights had made the innkeeper and others very nervous, fearing that they would be involved in something dangerous.

Fortunately, Afrediya immediately stepped forward to appease everyone.

She took off her veil and removed the magic that changed her hair color. Everyone in the hotel was stunned when they saw her flaming red hair.

The Gusmith royal family, whose family emblem is a fiery red rose, has many members with long fiery red or burgundy hair. This is their genetic trait, and is also influenced by the family's inherited secret rituals.

Among the people, because successive generations of demon kings believed that in the coming era, educated civilians would gradually become the most important main class in the country, they continued to work hard to improve the education, living standards and social status of civilians.

This has created a very good reputation among the people and made most civilians have a good impression of the royal family.

Therefore, after seeing the long, fiery red hair, everyone, regardless of gender, age or status, took the initiative to bow to Afrediya to show their respect. The eldest princess, who was facing this situation before, also smiled.

She methodically spoke briefly to everyone who came up to pay their respects. Her tone was not at all condescending but rather very friendly, making everyone feel at ease. She quickly calmed the panic caused by the sudden appearance of the Silver Knight.

In addition, the arrival of the pastors also made everyone feel stable.

Although the nobles' belief in the great god Odin was more due to traditional customs, the common people at the bottom still believed in this great god devoutly.

Life is so miserable that they have to place some of their hopes on faith, hoping to enter Odin's Valhalla after death as fighters who have fought against suffering to the end.

The priests of the Temple of Odin usually lead prayers and train inside the temple.

According to their doctrines, this is a preparation for the great war that is bound to come, so each of them is very strong, and those who have undergone spell transformation are 1.95 meters tall on average.

However, even the priests of the Temple of Odin were somewhat surprised to see the two-meter-tall Ivan. They had not expected to encounter a high-ranking demon who had clearly undergone a high-level mystical transformation in an ordinary inn.

After some discussion, the priests realized there wasn't much they could do. Most of the zombies had already been cleared out by Ivan and his men, and all they needed to do was dispel the negative energy lingering in the surrounding land.

In addition, the most important thing is to clean up any remaining zombies that may exist in the nearby area. Those special undead spirits carry cursed power, and even letting one go can cause great harm.

In addition, the priests also checked everyone in the inn one by one to prevent any faint curse power lurking in them.

This made the latter show a look of gratitude. Although the tall and strong Odin priests were taciturn, they were very patient with these ordinary people.

Therefore, the relationship between the two sides was so harmonious that the pastors led everyone in a prayer after completing the inspection.

But on the other hand, the first meeting between the sister's friend and the handsome brother seemed a little awkward, so much so that the accompanying guard knights all showed strange expressions.

Until they got on the carriage, Ostolfo kept a cute little face and kept urging the two to hurry. After getting on the carriage, he directly asked the coachman to increase the speed to the fastest.

"Ivan, this is Otto. Little Otto, this is Ivan."

If I remember correctly, you introduced the dog in the same way before, Alvin secretly complained in his heart.

Inside the carriage, Ivan and Ostolfo looked at each other in a delicate confrontation. The former leaned back in his chair with his hands folded, with a strange smile on his face, while the latter sat close to his sister, making a humming sound in his throat.

This carriage specially prepared for the upper demons is very large. Even a spell-transformer like Alvin who is over two meters tall does not feel crowded when sitting inside.

On the contrary, Ostolfo, who had not yet received the secret ceremony, looked particularly petite. His feet were dangling in the air and could not touch the ground. Whenever he sat on it, he had to jump undignifiedly.

The chair designed for large demons seemed like a giant's furniture to Ostolfo. Sitting on it was like a doll placed on a sofa, with the size of his body and the chair being out of proportion.

Such a huge carriage is naturally quite heavy, so it is pulled by two six-legged horses in the front.

These magically transformed creatures, who underwent spell rituals before birth, are nearly four meters tall and are specially used by the Elrond demon army and nobles.

The silver knights who are now responsible for guarding the carriage are also equipped with this kind of horses.

Only this kind of six-legged horse can easily carry the demon knights, whose average height is over two meters, along with their full set of armor and weapons, and can also burst out at a speed that is inconsistent with its huge size when charging.

These domesticated animals transformed by spells all come from the Order of Blood. Similar to them are various modified creatures specially prepared for different tasks.

Most of them are based on the various natural creatures in the harsh natural environment of Elrond, and are mass-transformed using systematic spell rituals, or more accurately, mass-produced.

However, in the original plot, these characteristic Elrond troops were later replaced by large numbers of undead armies. One can't help but wonder what kind of fantastic and special army they would have evolved into if they had experienced the subsequent technological explosion?

"What's wrong? Haven't you seen Avonmore's six-legged cold-blooded horse?" Ostolfo snorted.

The child, somewhere between a boy and a teenager, deliberately acted arrogant, but his bright eyes were fixed on the tall but plainly dressed young man in front of him, trying to discern his personality traits from his reaction.

However, the child obviously has something on his mind, so this disguise seems very superficial, even a bit cute.

"I have indeed never seen a living Evanmore cold-blooded horse." Evan nodded and admitted very frankly.

"Aren't cold-blooded horses generally only suitable for agricultural use? Aren't they much slower than warm-blooded or hot-blooded horses?"

"Oh? As a country barbarian, you do know something about equestrianism." As soon as Ostolfo finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by his sister.

"Otto! Where are your manners?! I don't remember raising you to be such a rude person!" Afrediya raised her eyebrows and acted like an elder sister who is like a mother.

In fact, since Ostolfo's mother disappeared when he was very young, Afrediya has always played the role of both sister and mother in his growth process, so Otto, as his younger brother, is so attached to her, or in other words, clingy to her.

Seeing that his sister was about to spank him over her knees in front of "outsiders", Ostolfo didn't care about his rejection of Ivan. He disappeared from the spot with a "bang" and then appeared in the seat opposite.

"Short-distance teleportation? A natural ability?" Alvin looked at Otto who appeared beside him with some surprise, and couldn't help but think of the special swordsmanship that the other party mastered in the later part of the plot - the Rain Sword, which used space jumping and folding and twisting to create a sword rain as dense as rain.

Originally, he and other players thought it was the result of some special profession or extraordinary combat skills.

But considering the other party's current age, it is unlikely that a thirteen-year-old child has ever had any career advancement, so the previous short-distance space teleportation could only be an innate ability.

However, most humans' talents aren't quite this exaggerated, typically favoring physical attributes like [Strong] or [Ambidextrous]. Only those Silver and Gold races, with naturally higher concentrations of mana within their bodies, have a certain chance of developing spell-like abilities like these.

The royal family of Elrond doesn't seem to have any blood mixed with other races, right? Considering Afrediya's extraordinary talent for learning spells, could it be that other bloodlines have only been mixed in with this generation?

Come to think of it, the original plot did not mention any information about the previous queen of the Demon Kingdom of Elrond...

"Your Highness, is there anything going on? We sense fluctuations in magical power." A silver knight's deep and powerful voice came from outside the window.

"It's okay, His Royal Highness is just fooling around." Afrediya quickly regained her composure, pulled open the white gauze curtains and apologized with a smile.

"Excuse me." The silver knight came to the carriage and tapped his breastplate, then rode his six-legged cold-blooded horse back to his position in the queue.

"Otto! How many times have I told you not to jump around like Sox!" After lowering the curtains, the dignified expression on Afrediya's face quickly disappeared.

"It doesn't matter that it's a dog, but you are the prince of Elrond!" As she said this, Her Royal Highness the Princess glared and rolled up her sleeves. Her whole set of movements was extremely skillful and experienced.

Seeing his sister like this, Ostolfo subconsciously shuddered all over, and quickly raised his hands to surrender before the "enemy" launched an attack, just like the French in another world.

"Sister, I was wrong!"

"Don't be too harsh on children, they will dislike you." Alvin smiled and tried to smooth things over.

"I don't hate my sister! Never!" Ostolfo protested harshly like a little hedgehog with its fur standing on end.

"Hmph, but if you don't behave, I will hate you." Afrediya pulled her brother to her side.

When there are no outsiders present, Her Royal Highness the Princess will not pretend to be a lady. Although that is one of her main identities, it does not suit her personality. After all, she has such a free mother.

“…” Ostolfo had no choice but to shut up.

"Let's continue talking about horses. Being able to serve as a knight's mount, this kind of horse must have excellent endurance and speed."

"But how do they maintain the body shape of cold-blooded horses while taking into account the speed of hot-blooded horses? Aren't warm-blooded horses that are able to achieve a balance between the two generally born from the hybridization of these two types of horses?" Alvin asked curiously.

"Spell transformation." Afrediya hit the nail on the head.

"Hmm? The Elrond Mysteries work so well on other creatures?" Alvin showed a look of understanding.

"Of course, the monks of the Order of Blood discovered that no matter what kind of animal or plant, the basic carrier of its biological characteristics is the lifeline. After that, Elrond's biological transformation technology entered a new level." Afrediya explained.

"By manipulating the lifeline, not only can we mix different subspecies of the same species, but we can even fuse different species of creatures," Ostolfo added with pride.

"The Evanmore six-legged cold-blooded horse is a magically modified creature created by cutting and splicing the lifelines of three types of horses, ultimately creating a stable lifeline that combines the advantages of all three. Even their offspring will exhibit similar traits."

He seemed to be so interested in this that he completely forgot about his intention to make things difficult for the other party.

"In other words, the Blood Order can create new species?" Alvin was really surprised at this time.

You know, the daily folk life in Palladio is still at a level slightly higher than that of the Middle Ages, but magicians are able to artificially create new species. The sense of incongruity brought about by this gap is too strong.

"Is it strange?" Ostolfo and Afrediya both looked puzzled at his question.

"Uh, it's okay." At this moment, Alvin clearly felt the difference between the two worlds.

What is a matter of course for technological civilization has yet to be solved by the Rubik's Cube civilization, and what is a very difficult problem for technological civilization has been easily resolved by the magic civilization.

Perhaps this is the difference between different types of civilizations.

"By the way, Otto, is father in good health? He was coughing frequently before I came out." Seeing that the relationship between the two was gradually getting better, Afrediya couldn't help but ask.

"Father, hiccup, father is fine, hiccup, just needs more rest." Ostolfo's expression froze, and he kept hiccuping and stuttering.

"What's going on? I haven't forgotten your habit of burping when you lie." Afrediya's expression suddenly changed, and she hurriedly grabbed Ostolfo's shoulders and asked.

"...Wuwuwuwu." Ostolfo was only thirteen years old after all. Although he had been trying to divert attention with other topics, he couldn't help but panic when faced with a problem he couldn't solve.

"What on earth happened?" Afrediya couldn't help but feel distressed and worried when she saw her brother like this, and she vaguely recalled the worst possible scenario that Ivan had mentioned.

"Don't be impatient, take your time." Ivan stepped forward and patted Ostolfo's shoulder.

"Otto." Realizing that she had put too much pressure on her brother, Afrediya hurriedly hugged her younger brother, who had tears in his eyes, and gently comforted him.

Hearing the gentle and powerful words and feeling the familiar embrace, the thirteen-year-old Ostolfo finally calmed down.

"Father, his injuries worsened once, and he even fell into a coma a few days ago. After receiving your news, he initially did not allow me to leave the palace. I, I actually sneaked out." Ostolfo recounted the current situation in the capital, Avonmore, in a halting manner.

"Wait, is there anyone else with father?" Without bothering to blame the other party for not listening to his father, Afrediya hurriedly asked the most crucial question.

"Uncle Ashram has been guarding him all the time." Ostolfo sniffed and tried to calm himself down.

"Phew, that's good." Afrediya finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who is that?" Ivan asked in a low voice. Since he was not familiar with the plot of the earlier version of Elrond's camp, he also needed to confirm Ivanmore's current situation before making a judgment.

"He was my father's personal guard and the first Black Knight to pledge allegiance to him. He also served as the chief commander of the Royal Guards." Afrediya whispered, hugging Ostolfo.

Hearing this name, Alvin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He vaguely remembered that there was a BOSS with the same name later.

"Oh, sister, what should we do?" Ostolfo held back his tears. After all, he was not an ordinary child. Although he would cry in front of close people due to excessive pressure, the self-control he cultivated since childhood allowed him to quickly regain his composure.

"Don't worry, sister will take care of it." Afrediya said seriously while holding Ostolfo's hand.

At the same time, she couldn't help but look up at Ivan, with a slightly uneasy but very determined look in her eyes.

The carriage immediately fell into silence.

In this unbearable silence, the silhouette of a huge city gradually emerged on the horizon.

That is the capital of the Kingdom of Elrond, the City of Tears - Avonmore, a damp city shrouded in rain and fog all year round.

At this moment, there are only three days left until the new calendar year 1886, when the nations rise. The new year is about to come, and a new storm is about to sweep across this huge and ancient city.

Before everything broke out, a carriage escorted by silver knights quickly drove into the palace.

Just like the swifts that appear before a storm, they act like prophets or seers, signaling the coming of the storm to others, and then...

Flap your wings and change everything!