Huh? Are they all real?...

"Was there someone who approached Ceresera, and that person was wearing Sauron's ring?"

He told Moen the answer directly.

Hillis, realizing that things might be very problematic, asked:

"Yes, Your Majesty, do you know that person?"

Before Ceresera, there were others who also wore the Ring of Sauron who had sought out the witch, and they were even present among the vampires.

Moreover, this is only what Moen knows. In places Moen cannot see, he has no way of knowing whether there are other figures hiding there.

For example, the person who corrupted Kolossanx that day made Moen very suspicious that it might be them.

"No, I don't know them."

He clearly didn't know them, but they knew him and always managed to get girls to come to him.

Who are they?

What are they going to do?

"Them? Your Majesty, does he have accomplices?"

"Yes, there is more than one of them, and it seems that there are people of various races."

As far as Moen knows, those who found the witch and those involved with the vampires are people of different races.

Their only commonality was that they possessed the nineteen Rings of Power that they had forged in the name of Sauron.

But why do they each need to carry a magic ring?

Theoretically, it should be for the powerful force of the One Ring, but Moen felt there must be a deeper reason.

For example, what is the true source of the power of those nineteen rings?

That's what Moen thinks is the most likely outcome.

It is related to myself and also involves the Lord of the Rings.

The more Moen thought about it, the more likely it was this aspect of the problem.

The only pity is that he has no evidence or point of entry to prove it.

What did he say to you?

Silis blurted out:

"Queen who reigns over June, if you wish to seek your lost love, then journey to a foreign land."

"He is there, and he will be the one to open the door. Then you will surely meet again."

It was that incredibly pointed prophecy again.

But what does it mean to open the door?

Would I open the 'door' between the People's Federation and the other side?

People like prophecies because they can tell you about the future.

People hate prophecies because they are always the work of a riddle teller.

And Hillis's voice continued:

"It was after that person arrived that Her Majesty the Queen, unwilling to give up hope, used the miracle of the Holy Grail again, and this time the Holy Grail really responded, even though it was before this incident."

After hesitating for a moment, Sirius looked at Moen and said:

"Before this incident, the Holy Grail had not responded to any of your requests."

"But this time, the Holy Grail not only sent me here, but also pointed out your existence."

"It's just because you seem to remember nothing, and the second part of that prophecy is still unclear. So, the Queen has always had me carefully stay by your side, and has never told you anything."

Before they arrived, the Holy Grail couldn't even give me any response?

This is getting more and more interesting.

Moen nodded and continued to ask:

"So, is there anything else you need to tell me?"

After hearing this, the beautiful knight first carefully checked that he was not in any other situation.

Only then did he kneel down on one knee in front of Moen again.

She then took out a small box from behind her that she had kept close to her body ever since she was brought here.

That was the only thing the Queen instructed her to deliver to Moen.

It could be said that this was a treasure more important than her life.

"Her Majesty the Queen instructed me to deliver this to you at the appropriate time. I believe that time has come, Your Majesty."

The box is not large or luxurious, but it shows the maker's skill and attention to detail.

Although there is no evidence, and although I have never seen her make the boxes.

But Moen knew that it must have been Celesera who made the box.

This discovery left Moen somewhat at a loss.

The raised hand hesitated slightly in mid-air.

Seresera had waited for him for so long that it filled him with deep guilt and fear.

However, Cirith, who was bending down to pick up the box, was unaware of all this; she simply opened the box according to procedure.

The treasure inside, which the Queen had repeatedly instructed him to give to Moen, was revealed.

As the box was opened, Moen, who had seen countless treasures, stood there stunned.

Inside the box was a sugar cube coated with a snow-white sugar glaze.

It's not some extraordinary object with an unremarkable appearance; it's just an ordinary piece of candy.

It might not even taste as good as a piece of high-quality chocolate.

Yet it was precisely this piece of candy that directly controlled a supreme being.

Moen had never understood why the villains in those cartoons could be held in place by such an insignificant little gadget.

But now he understands.

Without hesitation, the hand that had been hanging in mid-air reached forward, picked up the candy, and peeled off the coating.

After putting it in your mouth.

Moen savored the rich aroma of the candy.

It wasn't very sweet, but it was the best candy Moen had ever eaten.

It's exactly the same as the one she made for herself back then.

-

The verdant June wasn't called that before.

At that time, it was just an ordinary month.

The Lake of Twilight, which became famous in later generations, was at that time just an ordinary mountain lake that could be found everywhere.

It was in such an ordinary month that an outsider stepped into this ordinary mountaintop lake.

The villagers were extremely curious about this outsider.

Because this place is very remote and poor.

There's nothing worth outsiders coming all the way over mountains and rivers for.

Amid the villagers' curiosity, the outsider built a shack for himself by the lake and settled down.

All I had to do each day was walk back and forth along the lake.

Gradually, the villagers lost their curiosity and simply thought it was a strange person who had come.

Except for one girl!

The girl's home was not far from the strange man's shack.

At first, the girl was simply curious about the outside world represented by the strange man.

But gradually, the girl became attracted to other things.

However, there was still little interaction between the two sides.

The strange man continued to walk back and forth along the lake every day, and the girl continued to watch him go back and forth.

Until that day at the end of June. When the strange man was walking by the lake as usual.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

After letting out a sound of surprise, he squatted down by the lake and stretched out his hand.

The next moment, the girl's face passed through layers of water plants and was delivered with perfect precision into his palm.

In that instant, both the girl who was holding the fish and preparing to go ashore, and the man who was stroking the girl's cool cheek, were stunned.

This is how the two of them truly crossed paths.

The girl would bring him fish soup and her signature side dishes that she had made herself.

Then he would tell the girl about everything that happened outside.

As the two became more and more familiar with each other.

The girl suddenly found him excitedly and held out her two clenched fists, saying:

"Guess which hand I'm hiding something delicious in. If you guess right, I'll give it to you. If you guess wrong, you have to promise me something!"

Seeing the girl's joyful face, he readily agreed and took her right hand in his.

"I bet it's this hand!"

With a slight blush on the girl's face, she opened her tightly clenched right hand, revealing a piece of candy carefully wrapped in a snow-white sugar coating.

"I made this myself following your instructions. It's very sweet. Why don't you try it? I even added honey that I've been looking for for a long time!"

This gift clearly made him very happy.

However, he did not keep this hard-won candy to himself, but planned to divide it up and share it with each person.

But the girl chuckled and shook her head, then mysteriously opened her other hand, which she was still clenching.

There, in the palm of my hand, lay an identical piece of candy.

No matter which hand he chooses, he will get to eat the candy she has carefully prepared.

The size, the weight, and the sentiment behind it are all exactly the same.

This discovery surprised him slightly, and a moment later, he felt a sweet taste on his lips.

The girl had already unwrapped the candy in her hand and put it into his mouth.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

It was ultimately something made by a mountain girl based on a vague description from someone else, so it only had a slight sweetness.

But it's really delicious.

It was a rich aroma that went straight to the heart.

"It's delicious, so what do you want me to do for you? I can do a lot of things!"

His laughter was genuine and showed great confidence.

Because there is nothing in this world that he cannot do.

But the girl exceeded his expectations once again.

Because the girl said:

I want you to promise to be my friend!

This answer clearly caught him off guard.

After staring blankly at the girl for a long while, he finally chuckled and said:

"this one?"