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

Along the way, Ashmi introduced him to the surrounding scenery, and her pleasant voice drifted away with the breeze.

Neither he nor Ashimi paid any attention to the scattered dead who were wandering here and could not be freed, and let them wander here.

He even picked a few cemetery lilies of the valley to feed Kulala.

However, based on observations along the way, I have some guesses about this so-called Fallen Eagle Legion.

The weapons used by the Fallen Eagle Legion were not those of the Golden Dynasty, but rather resembled the weapons used during the time when the Storm King ruled Stonewell City.

Moreover, the Storm King is extremely fond of birds of prey like eagles. It can be said that there is no other one like them in the entire border area.

On the city walls and in the central square, you can see strictly trained falcons with sharp blades tied to their feet.

Therefore, this Legion of Fallen Eagles is very likely to be the former subordinates of the Storm King.

But it is impossible to know whether he was sent by the Storm King or sent by the Golden Dynasty after the fall of the Storm King.

After all, it could go both ways.

You know, the two eternal cities of Noklon and Noxstella are the unique great treasures in the border area, and countless people are flocking to them.

Moreover, due to the lack of records, it is shrouded in mystery, adding a touch of mythology to the public's vision.

An ancient city that once fought against the Supreme Will and was once destroyed by the Supreme Will.

"stop!"

When they crossed the bridge and entered the Dark Realm under Ashmi's leadership, a guy wearing a silk hood suddenly appeared and blocked their way.

The curved alien sword in his hand shines particularly brightly under this false night sky.

"Who are you and why are you trespassing into the forbidden area of Noklongon?"

The man's tone was somewhat aggressive, and he seemed to be about to take action.

But at this moment, Ashmi whispered beside him and explained, "Master, let Ashmi come. This man is from Knox, a monk living here."

After hearing this, I suddenly remembered.

It seems to be true. There are still a few Knox people living in the lost city of Eternal.

The alien object in the monk's hand is probably the Knox Fluid Sword that Ashmi once used.

A hook sword with a blade as thin as a needle...

Just as he was instinctively observing the other person, Ashmi had already walked out and came to the man.

"it's me."

"you..."

At first, the monk Knox was a little confused, but suddenly he seemed to think of something and quickly knelt on one knee in front of Ashmi and said respectfully:

"...Respected King, you have finally returned! You have not abandoned us!"

This name made Ashmi frown, and he seemed a little unhappy, but the displeasure only flashed by.

He said to the monk in front of him without any joy or sadness: "Get up."

"Yes!"

Although the monk stood up obediently after receiving Ashimi's order, he still kept his head down and did not dare to look Ashimi in the eye.

However, Ashimi didn't seem to care at all and just said seriously:

"I want to see the high priest. Take me there."

"Yes, your Majesty."

The Knox monk turned around and led the way obediently, while Ashmi gave him a look to let him follow.

When she turned around, Ashimi's long silver hair swayed gently with her steps, which seemed different from her glamorous appearance. Her back seemed full of loneliness.

At this moment, it seemed as if she had lost the innocence and liveliness she had shown in front of him, and her temperament had changed, as if she was really a queen high above everyone else.

Just like Marika, all alone.

Which side of her is the real side?

Reinhardt was a little confused, and the title of "King"...

Is she already the Queen of Knocklongn?

It's a little unexpected.

With so many doubts in his mind, he slowly caught up with Ashmi.

At the same time, his mind subconsciously echoed with the words that Lance Shanks had once said to him.

Sooner or later, the Fake Teardrop (Ashimi, the Silver Pupa) will have a battle with you.

"How is that possible? It must be an illusion."

He shook his head and put aside this sudden and unreliable thought.

Again, he chose to believe that Ashmi would never betray him.

On the way, Brother Knox in front was responsible for leading the way, and Ashmi took him to appreciate the charm of Knoklonn.

Surprisingly, there were quite a few people on the road, all wearing the same clothes as the monks.

When those people saw Ashmi coming, they all knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to welcome their queen, just like Brother Knox at the beginning.

The streets along the way are similar to those of Menqian Town and the Magic Academy—

The faint light cast by the dome rock wall illuminates this quiet ancient city and the long streets paved with flat bluestone bricks.

On both sides of the road, there is a pyroxene lamp every few meters, which looks like a belt of the industrial age and is full of Victorian style.

Unfortunately, the Dark Night Realm is now too dilapidated and looks like it has been in disrepair for a long time, and part of it has collapsed.

And the air lacks the unique smell of industrial waste gas.

Soon, they were brought to a church closest to the huge skull throne. Brother Knox, who was leading the way, turned around and said respectfully to Ashmi:

"Your Majesty, please wait here for a moment while I report to the High Priest."

Ashmi said nothing, but nodded in response.

After receiving the consent, Brother Knox pushed open the heavy wooden door and entered the interior of the church.

And he has always been a traveler, and even now he is still looking around and admiring the scenery.

"How is it, my master? You seem to have many questions in your mind."

At this time, Ashimi, who was bored, suddenly spoke to him.

"I guess so. I do have a lot of doubts in my heart."

He responded quietly while looking at the surrounding scenery, then turned to look at Ashimi: "...But, will you answer this for me?"

Just like a witch of change, she suddenly changed from her arrogant attitude back to her lively look.

I feel like she shouldn't appear as a queen, she's more suited to being a loli.

And the speed at which he changes his face is comparable to turning pages of a book. Aren’t you afraid of getting schizophrenia?

Reinhardt complained silently in his heart.

"Of course. You are Ashmi's master, so Ashmi will tell you everything he knows."

Ashmi immediately smiled, put his hands behind his back, leaned forward slightly and looked at him with a smile.

"In that case, I only have one question." He and Ashmi looked at each other and asked, "Are you the Queen of the Eternal City?"

"Hehe, that's right, my master."

"However, I never thought that the master would ask Ashimi such a question..."

Ashmi stole glances at his expression and cautiously teased him tentatively.

After a few seconds, noticing his expression hadn't changed, she explained, "As the Master knows, Ashimi was born from the Eternal City's [King-making Project]. He was the only relatively successful individual and was given the name Ashimi."

"So, as the only perfect individual, Ashmi is naturally worshipped as the queen here by those Nox people."

"However, Ashmi is only the queen of Noklongn, who lives in the eternal night."

Ashmi opened his arms, as if to embrace this false starry night, and said regretfully, "As for the other [Eternal City] Nox Stella... Ashmi doesn't know."

"Because the Knox people themselves were divided, they split up."

"Just like the magic academy and the magic town of Ceria."

"They all seem to be family, but in reality, Ceria harbors evil intentions. The magic she has learned is basically used to assassinate the Pyroxene magician."

"Because the magicians in Ceria all believe that they are descendants of the Eternal City and are orthodox stargazers."

"Little do they know that they are no different from the pyroxene magicians of Lienia."

"So, Master, you have to be careful. You must always be wary of those magicians in Ceria." Ashmi raised a finger towards him and waved it slightly, as if to remind him, and continued:

"And that's the kind of relationship between Knockkron and Knockstella."

"One believes in the god of the night, the other awaits the coming of the dark moon."

But in fact, both the night and the dark moon are pointing to Lani.

After hearing this long passage, Reinhardt also understood.

Not only did he understand Ashmi's so-called identity as the queen, but he also understood the relationship between the two eternal cities, which was nothing more than a separation.

What a pity, he originally thought that Ashmi was a poor little guy who escaped from the Eternal City and was homeless.

But I didn't expect that this guy was actually the runaway little princess of Disney...Oh no, to be exact, the runaway queen of Noklonn.

Tsk tsk tsk, this identity and stance really changed 180 degrees...

"Oh, by the way, Master, Ashmi knows what you want, so just leave it to Ashmi. And please remember, during your stay in Noklonn, never mention that you are the owner of the Solar Law, and never use the Solar Law, okay?"

"why?"

Faced with Ashmi's reminder, he felt quite confused.

"Alas, my dear master, don't you understand? This is Nokron, a land that worships the night and the stars. Naturally, the people who live here detest the existence of the sun."

Ashmi spoke eloquently, but her voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.

Even so, she kept looking around from time to time, as if she had stolen two eggs from her neighbor's house and was afraid that others would find out.

Very suspicious...

However, he still agreed, "Okay, no problem, everything will be done as you say."

"Thank you for your understanding, Master. Thank you."

After saying that, Ashmi heard footsteps coming from the church. He immediately stopped talking and laughing and returned to his previous cold attitude.

It's really suspicious.

Reinhardt raised his head and looked up at the false stars.

Although it is true that the Knox people believe in the stars and the night, just like the Rhea Lukalia School of Magic, they also believe in the stars, but they are not at all hostile to the sun just because it brings light.

I feel like there's something wrong here.

If we calculate history based on time, the residents of the Eternal City used to be on the surface, and that was the era when the ancient dragons ruled the borderland...

Just as he was trying to put all the puzzle pieces together, several people walked out of the majestic church in front of him.

"..You finally came back, Master Ashimi."

"Huh, what's the matter? Is the high priest afraid that Ashmi won't come back?" Ashmi snorted coldly, crossing his arms.

"...No, you have misunderstood Master Ashimi. We will not interfere with your freedom. Rather, we hope that you can leave here.

We are just worried that you will be deceived by those on the surface and do something you shouldn't do."

"Humph, you don't need to care about such things!"

This time, Ashmi turned his head away completely and no longer intended to pay attention to these people.

The one who just spoke was the Night Witch, the leader of these people. She wore a twin crowns on her head, but her eyes were covered with a scarf.

And her voice is also very unique, giving people a feeling of calmness and tranquility, which can calm the restless heart.

Moreover, next to the witch, there were several swordsmen who were also holding fluid swords. They wore single-horned crowns on their heads and their eyes were also covered with silk scarves.