People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

Immediately afterwards, Markit felt a pain in his chest, and a burning sensation suddenly spread, as if a flame was burning in his chest, eroding his flesh and blood inch by inch.

It was as if everything beneath the skin was burned to charcoal at this moment.

At that moment, Reinhardt had come behind him and inserted the hot blade into his back, piercing through his chest.

But this is not over yet.

Reinhardt immediately turned around, grasped the hilt of the knife, and pulled it upwards with force—

hiss-

The sharp blade tore open his body roughly, and the blood mist that burst out from his back to his shoulders was evaporated completely in an instant.

This knife almost cut him in two.

At the same time, a powerful force exploded from Markit's body.

Boom! ! !

Eyes, ears, nose, mouth, any hole, even wounds, burst into hot fireworks.

The exploding flames instantly formed a pillar of fire that broke through the sky. The scorching heat distorted the air, penetrated the sky, and dyed the dark clouds a layer of crimson.

Reinhardt crossed his arms and silently watched Market being tormented by the flames.

This battle and this strike seemed to announce his return to the border area.

"...Oh, this power is something I really miss."

Inside the Magic Academy of Lienia, Selian stood on the balcony and looked at the towering pillar of fire rising in the direction of Stonewell City with a smile on his face.

She finally waited for the return of her beloved apprentice, Reinhardt.

At the same time, in the magic tower of Kalia Castle in the north of Lienia.

The sleeping Lani was awakened by this force. She slowly turned her head and looked at the sky outside the window. Her eyes, which seemed to reflect the stars, were shining with a strange light.

There was amazement, joy, pride, and a hint of regret.

"Ugh...."

She sighed softly and closed her eyes again.

"It's better not to involve him anymore..."

It looked as if he rejected everything.

At the same time, in the distance of Galid, in a hidden church somewhere.

"Mr. Rhine's power seems to be stronger than before."

"Yes, that's right. It must be that the Golden Law cannot function properly, causing Lord Rhine's power to fully awaken."

In front of the church door, a woman dressed in white, as holy as a saint, clasped her hands in front of her chest, as if praying.

Her long, gilded hair hung down her shoulders and spread across her chest.

The beautiful golden eyes reflected the fire rushing towards the sky in the distance and were filled with desire.

And beside her was an equally beautiful woman, a woman wearing a maid outfit, and there was also a strange light in her eyes.

It was like two loyal believers, fascinated by that power, as if it was the most beautiful thing in the world.

"...Of course, Fia...and Ariana."

Suddenly, another figure walked out from the church door, breaking the two people's fascination.

Silver hair fluttering in the wind, a proud figure, a wild face, and slender yet plump legs wrapped only in black stockings, and exquisite high heels making a clicking sound as they stepped on the ground.

"Lord Lance Shanks."

As the silver-haired woman appeared, Ariana greeted her respectfully.

And Feiya tilted her head slightly and asked in confusion: "Lance Shanks, why did you wake up suddenly?"

Her voice was soft and gentle, revealing a hint of concern.

After a long period of time, although time has left no traces on her appearance, her personality and temperament have become completely different.

The naiveté of those days has completely faded away, replaced by a sense of holiness that is so pure that one wants to be defiled, like a noble saint bestowed by the gods themselves.

Now she no longer calls herself [Dead Sleeping Girl] Fia, but the Saint of the Sun Cult, or the Messenger of God.

Ariana is her protector, or guardian.

"Ah...yes, there's nothing I can do about it. How can I sleep when it's so noisy outside?"

Lance Sanx said this while looking at the distant scenery with a smile on his face: "My dear friend, that man is announcing his return to the border area."

"And Aliana is right. My friend is able to exert such power partly because of the Golden Rule, but also because of the accumulation of nearly a thousand years, which has made the power in his body even more surging."

"Although my friend pretended to be dead at the time, the law has never been lost."

"And the sun is the most special existence in the border area..."

As he spoke, Lance Shanks' smile became more intense, and his heart, which had been silent for a long time, began to stir slightly.

I can't wait to find Reinhardt and bring him here to show him the achievements they have made over the years and the surprises they have created for him.

However, she quickly suppressed this excitement.

Speaking of excitement, the two people around her were even more excited than her. After so many years of contact, Lance Shanks knew better than anyone else how these two people felt about Reinhardt.

It is like fine wine that becomes more mellow.

What's more, the most excited person is probably Letina, right?

Unfortunately, she had gone as an envoy to Michaela's sacred tree, but there was still no news.

The Red Lion City, where the battle festival will be held in a few months, has already gathered a large number of Faded Ones and knights, all of whom are here to challenge Latan.

But now, he was attracted by the majestic momentum coming from afar, and stared blankly at the flame.

No one could understand what it was or what had happened.

Only Latan, who was standing on the city wall, knew it very clearly.

"He's finally back. We can continue the unfinished duel from that year."

There was suppressed excitement in Latan's dull voice, and uncontrollable joy appeared on his dark and rugged face, and his folded arms could not help but tremble slightly.

For this unfinished duel, Latan has been constantly making himself stronger and honing his skills.

Now, it is finally time to continue the blood-boiling battle of that day.

"General Latan..."

The knight Oga, who was serving on the side, seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Jeremiah, who looked very old.

He shook his head towards Oga.

As a subordinate and confidant, Jeremiah knew very well how much Latan was looking forward to this duel.

Even preparing for it all the time.

All they can do is maintain and develop Gaileed for Latarn, making Gaileed more prosperous.

At the same time, on the bridge in Stonewell City.

The flames rising into the sky gradually dissipated, and Markit, who was completely burned to charcoal, fell heavily to the red ground, shattering like glass.

"...Reinhard the Faded, bewitched by the fire of ambition...on your grave, on your ridiculous epitaph...sooner or later, my name, [The Last King] Mungot, will be engraved..."

"Really? I'm really looking forward to it."

Hearing this, Reinhardt smiled slightly and said, "And don't worry, I will come to Rodel Royal City to find you soon."

These were the last words heard by Mungot's clone, Markit, on his deathbed.

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Yatan Plateau, the royal city of Rodel.

The fallen leaves slowly fell, and the once magnificent royal city was now filled with deathly silence.

A huge, weathered dragon corpse lay prostrate at one end of the main city.

Before the throne shaded by the golden tree, Monggot, sitting on the throne leading to the entrance to the audience ring, fell silent.

He had been guarding the Royal City of Rodel for countless years, and he had been guarding the Great Rune left behind by the deceased Godwin in the City of Stonewell for an unknown number of years.

However, just now, his clone had disappeared.

This was the first time in all these years that he had been defeated so completely. Even if he had revealed all his cards, he was no match for that man.

"As expected of a powerful warrior who overpowered Latarn in the great battle."

Mongert, sitting on the throne, clenched his cane and exerted a little force. Dense cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the cane, and a strange light appeared from the cracks.

But then he slowly let go, and the light dimmed.

He admired Reinhardt very much, but because of this, he must eliminate Reinhardt as a person.

"No one can disturb the peace of the Golden Tree!"

But besides this, Monggot was curious about one thing.

The sword technique used by Reinhardt is the flowing sword technique used by the Valkyrie Marenia, Water Bird Dance.

This should have been Marlennia's unique sword skill, but how could Reinhardt know it?

Could it be...

He slowly raised his head and looked at the two seats next to each other.

"The twins blessed by heaven, Michaela and Malenia..."

There was a hint of nostalgia in his calm tone, as if he was recalling the past, but it was also filled with anger.

"Are you two making moves again, planning to usurp the throne of King Elden?!"

——Boom!

In anger, he slammed the scepter in his hand to the ground.

Broken stones splashed on his huge feet.

"I swear in the name of [The Last King] Monggot, I will never let you succeed!"

His eyes were gradually filled with murderous intent.

"Reinhardt, bewitched by the divine being Michaela... I will take your life!"

153. Ashmi's Secret (5.5K)

In the city of Stoneville.

"...Have you found out?"

A low and hoarse voice sounded slowly.

A huge creature was slumped on the seat in the royal court.

Because no light could get in, his face could not be seen clearly. All that could be seen was the vague and huge shadow, which looked like a monster from a distance.

There are lumps on the back and shoulders, and I don't know what they are.

The only visible parts were the huge dragon head lying on the ground and the golden king axe shining in the limited light.

In the darkness, the pair of golden eyes were bright and seemed to be flickering with light.

He was none other than Greg, who had been defeated by Reinhardt and had become stronger through hard work and perseverance.

If he saw the way he is now in the past, he would probably be scared, or even piss himself.

It has completely gone beyond the scope of human beings, but at the same time, Greg believes that he has obtained powerful strength that surpasses all demigods.

He waited to gather his men together and make them look like himself before launching another attack on the Royal City of Rodel.

This time, he was 100% confident that he could capture the Royal City of Rodel and lead his trusted army back to the hometown of the Golden Tree.