Who is the best candidate to inherit Stonevale?

She was just an orphan, an orphan who was adopted by Sir Baizhi after she witnessed the weak being ravaged, plundered, and killed, a scene like hell on earth when she was young.

I just want to fulfill my adoptive father's wish and help him become a warrior of King Elden, that's all.

Nefeli's voice immediately brought Kenneth Hyde back to his senses, and the heat and excitement in his eyes were immediately suppressed.

He has to make sure again, what if it's not what he imagined?

So he asked Nefeli, "Miss Nefeli, excuse me, do you remember who your parents are?"

Neferi shook her head upon hearing this. "I'm sorry, Lord Hyde, I'm an orphan. I don't have any memories of my parents, except for some fragmented fragments from my childhood."

All she could recall was the memory that she still couldn't let go of. It lingered in her heart like a nightmare, a dream she would never forget.

Hearing her answer, Kenneth immediately showed a look of disappointment.

Kenneth's disappointment was naturally noticed by Sir Baizhi and Reinhardt.

"It seems you don't believe it..." Reinhardt sighed. "The blood of the First King flowing through Miss Neferi's body is truly genuine. Her innate strength transcends the realm of the so-called 'descendant of a warrior'."

"If you still don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Ovniel. If you were to ask who in the border area knows Miss Neferi's background better, I'm afraid there's no one else besides Mr. Ovniel."

He posed the question to Sir Baizhi, who nodded in agreement, "My adopted daughter Nefeli's background is indeed vague, but one thing is certain: she carries the blood of the First King. Furthermore, Nefeli possesses the power to wield storms and lightning, and she has an inexplicable relationship with the former Storm King."

Sir Baizhi was also puzzled about this.

He also couldn't understand why Nefeli was related to the Storm King, who was once the Golden Dynasty and the target of Gefulei's conquest.

However, their empty words still failed to convince Kenneth.

"In that case, Mr. Kenneth should take Miss Neferi to the Marquis Chapel in Stonewell City. Perhaps we can get the answer there."

Reinhardt said quietly.

This was something he suddenly thought of, but after he said it he seemed to understand something.

The Prince's Chapel never seemed to be a place to wait for the faded people (players), but a place to wait for the king of Stonewell City.

Because that place has nothing to do with the color-fading people. Whether it is the Storm Eagle Tinnie or the Storm Eagle Ancient King, what they are waiting for is never the color-fading people.

Instead, it points to the descendants of the Storm King, the owner of Stonewell City, and Neferi Lu.

Moreover, only Neferi Lu can summon the Ancient Storm Eagle King from the ashes and drive it.

Nefeli on the side couldn't understand it at all.

From the very beginning, she had no idea what they were talking about.

He inexplicably discussed himself, his life experience, his relationship with the First King, and his connection with the deceased Storm King.

Obviously, she was just a barbarian warrior, nothing more.

Seeing the scene fall into silence again, Reinhardt slowly stood up from his seat and said goodbye to everyone present.

"I've already found the person for you. I've already said as much as I can."

"As for whether you believe it or not, and how to verify this fact, it is up to you."

"I have something else to take care of, so I'll leave now. I hope we can meet again in the future."

He has done everything he could.

Now it depends on whether Kenneth and Edgar can understand it.

But it should be fine. After all, when Kenneth in my memory was looking for Lord Nimgfu, he found Nefeli Lu without any help.

Now that he's acting as a matchmaker, there shouldn't be any problem.

But there is one more thing to do before leaving.

"Let's go check on Little Red Riding Hood. I haven't seen her for so long and I don't know how she's doing."

After leaving the room, he walked straight towards the passage on the other side of the Round Table Hall under the gaze of the few faded people.

218. The Past of Restoring the Ancients, the Heroes of the Lost Nation (4.1K)

"Hey, Roderica, what are you busy with?"

In the spacious passage, a red carpet was laid next to the wall, just like a street stall in this round table hall.

The girl who was sitting there, reading a book and studying the spirit-training technique, immediately looked up at him when she heard the familiar greeting.

"Ah, Mr. Reinhardt, long time no see."

There was a hint of joy in his voice, and he closed the book in his hand.

"Mr. Reinhardt, are you here for help? Please tell Roderica. Roderica will definitely find a way to help you."

"No, I just came to see you." He shook his head in denial, "How have you been lately? Are you okay?"

"Well, thanks to you, Mr. Toreinhart, Roderica is doing well. The adults in the Round Table Hall are also very caring towards me, and Mr. Xiugu has also helped me a lot. Now I have learned the basics of spirit modulation..."

Seeing Little Red Riding Hood Roderica happily telling him about her experiences of the past few days, Reinhardt couldn't help but smile like an aunt.

It's like looking at your own sister.

Roderica's enthusiastic performance seemed to have completely come out of the haze of her past companions.

He was also very happy to see that Rodlika was gradually getting better.

"In that case, please ask Roderica to help me adjust the spirit of the ashes."

As he spoke, he took out a portion of the three wolf ashes from his leather bag and handed it to Rodlika.

This was given to me by Lani's wife Togale, but I have never used it until now. Now that Roderica has learned how to tune spirits, I might as well give it to her to practice on.

Roderica was naturally very happy to accept it, but she seemed to have thought of something and her face immediately became sad.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"No... Mr. Rhine, the problem lies with me... Mr. Rhine, you have given me such an important trust, but... I don't have the cemetery lily of the valley needed to summon the spirit..."

As she spoke, Rodlika's face fell, filled with frustration.

If one wants to regulate the soul stored in the ashes, a plant called cemetery lily of the valley is necessary, just like forging a weapon requires a forging stone. Otherwise, no matter how advanced the technology is, there is no way.

However, the next second Roderica was stunned.

In front of her were small white flowers, full of dreamy and fantastic feeling, and there were so many of them that she was dumbfounded.

"Mr. Rhine, what is this...?"

"Graveyard Lily, Roderica, aren't you a necromancer? Don't you recognize this?"

How can it be?

Of course she knew the cemetery lily of the valley, but why were there so many of them?

There were even a few large lily of the valley from the Lingyi Cemetery, flowers that have been used to comfort heroic spirits since ancient times.

Offer flowers to the greatest death and pray that the hero will eventually become a myth.

She was a little curious about where Reinhardt picked these from.

You know, there are very few places on the ground where graveyard lily of the valley can grow.

Roderica's surprise and confusion were all written on her face, and he saw it all.

So he smiled and explained, "Don't be so surprised. These cemetery lilies of the valley were picked when I went to the Eternal City some time ago."

Although there are none on the ground, there are plenty underground.

He was not idle during the days when he and Ashmi were temporarily staying in the eternal city of Nokron. Whenever he had free time, he would pick some cemetery lilies of the valley. By the time he left, he had picked most of the cemetery lilies of the valley in the Dark Realm.

There's still a lot in my pocket.

"Yes...really?"

Even with such words, Roderica couldn't suppress her surprise.

Since she started learning the spirit-training technique, this was the first time she had seen so many cemetery lilies of the valley. Even her little heart couldn't help but beat a few more times.

For a spirit trainer like her, the cemetery lily of the valley is the greatest treasure and the most valuable thing in their eyes.

"I didn't expect Mr. Rhine to come up with so many cemetery lilies in one go. I must work hard and repay Mr. Rhine's kindness!"

Roderica encouraged herself in her heart and said to him with a solemn promise, "Mr. Rhine, please rest assured. Roderica will not let you down and will definitely work hard!"

Her appearance reminded him of Kurara.

The two are exactly alike.

At the same time, Roderica carefully collected the cemetery lilies of the valley and was always alert to her surroundings, as if she was afraid that others would covet her most precious treasures.

This made him a little dumbfounded.

Is this thing really precious?

He has a lot more here, and if he takes them out, it will probably scare the cute Little Red Riding Hood to death on the spot.

"By the way, Mr. Rhine, can I ask you for a favor?"

After putting away all the cemetery lilies of the valley, Rodelica suddenly asked him, looking at him expectantly.

This made him feel a little confused.

"Could you please go see Mr. Xiu Gu? He's been mumbling strange things lately. When I asked him, he just said it was a prayer, but I don't think it was a prayer..."

"Oh?"

After hearing what Roderica said, he subconsciously looked towards Xugu.

Just as he said, Xiu Gu rarely put down the hammer he had been holding tightly. At this moment, he put his hands together on the blacksmith's table, buried his head deeply in prayer, and muttered something, but the distance was too far to hear clearly.

"No problem, leave it to me."

He touched Rodlika's little head and walked towards that direction.

"...Ah, please forgive me, forgive me. It's still far from enough, not enough to reach the gods. But I will definitely, absolutely fulfill your wish..."

As soon as I got closer, I heard Xiu Gu muttering these words.

very familiar.

This is Xiu Gu confessing to the missing Marika.

According to all the words that Xugu had said to him, Marika had once commissioned Xugu to create a god-killing weapon.

Moreover, in the entire border area, only Xiu Gu can use the ancient dragon rock forging stone to forge the god-killing weapon.

He remembered that in order to achieve this, he specially collected a set of colorless forging stones for Xiu Gu to forge.

At this moment, Xiu Gu seemed to have noticed his arrival, stopped praying and looked up at him.

"...Oh, oh, it's been a while. Have you died at the hands of the enemy yet?"

"Thanks to you, I'm lucky enough to have survived."

In response to Xiu Gu's unique way of asking questions, he smiled.

He could fully understand what Xiu Gu said. On the one hand, the Faded Ones in the Round Table Hall were indeed facing this situation. They died somewhere at the border at some unknown time.

On the other hand, it was also because Xiu Gu, as a hybrid and a captive, did not want to communicate too much with others and create too many ties.

Moreover, because of his appearance, many faded people looked down on him.

"Well... the things we need to do are still the same. Let's get our weapons out."

Xiu Gu picked up the forging hammer at hand again, hunched over and started hammering on the anvil, urging him on.

The hard, old hammer struck the red-hot iron sheet, sending out a large number of sparks, but he remained the same, letting the sparks hammer him as if he were feeling the drizzle.

After a long time, he slowly said:

"...Well, I'm not forging weapons today. I just came to see you, Master Xiu Gu."

He waved his hand indifferently, then found a shield to use as a cushion on the ground and sat on it.

"By the way, you still have the habit of praying to Marika?"

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