PFC Chapter 499 Who are you?
Chapter 499 Who are you?
It rained again in Highgarden near dawn. When she woke up, the world was washed clean and the air was filled with the smell of damp dew. Lilith walked towards Ian. The huge statue of the God of Light was right behind her. He was tall and majestic, with his head bowed, as if he was only looking at her.
"Did you just pray for me?" Lilith asked briskly as she walked side by side with Ian.
"Didn't you ask Lord Aldington to bless you?" Ian pursed his lips into a straight line, looking far less relaxed than Lilith.
"Uh-huh, but I thought you must have been praying for me just now."
Lilith pretended to complain. She followed Ian's gaze and looked towards the entrance of the palace in front of her. In the distance, Lord Aldington was already waiting there with a bottle of holy water in his hand. Unlike the Lizardmen who were sneaky, they entered the High Garden openly during the day yesterday. And unprecedentedly, before the duel began, she stepped into the Temple of Light in a high-profile manner and asked Aldington to bless her.
"I'm going to the confessional, Lilith."
"Oh, little Ian has grown up and has something on his mind." The more Ian was frugal with words, the more Lilith liked to tease him. She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and said in a serious tone: "Lost little sheep, you can start confessing your sins."
That's what the pastors seem to say.
The morning bell of the temple rang at this moment, startling a flock of white doves.
Lilith was wearing silver armor and had not put on her helmet yet. Her golden hair was blown by the morning breeze. Behind her were circling pigeons and a huge statue. This scene was so much like a painting that Ian wanted to remind Lilith not to mess around in the temple so as not to cause dissatisfaction among the clergy. However, he forgot what he wanted to say. He stared at Lilith for a while and then lowered his head.
"Please forgive me, Lilith."
"Of course." Lilith was very generous, and took the opportunity to touch Ian's slightly curly but soft black hair. "Not only will I forgive your sins, but I will also grant you the privilege of drinking to your heart's content at the celebration party later."
She was so optimistic and relaxed that she dispelled a lot of the gloom in Ian's eyes.
"Stop blaming yourself for not being able to go to the battlefield for me." After joking, Lilith's tone was no longer frivolous, "Ian, when we chose each other, you should have understood that I would not always hide behind you and become the fragile magician who is protected."
"There is so little I can do." He didn't dare to be lazy for a single day, but he always seemed unable to catch up with Lilith, as she ran too fast.
"Even if there is no 'fairness principle', I will not allow anyone to participate in this duel in my place. It can only be me or Leila." The closer they got to the temple, the softer Lilith's voice became.
"why?"
"Because I have selfish motives, Ian... You've seen what happened to Marcia. There may be thousands of people in her situation, and they may not have you behind them like I did. I don't want them to still be obsessed with the fantasy that a hero will come to save them. I'm not a hero, and heroes can't work all year round, so I want them to see what it's like to pick up a sword and fight."
Ian's eyes trembled.
As she spoke, Lilith had already walked in front of Oldington. She bowed gracefully and said, "Thank you for your blessing, sir."
"...Light will never refuse to lead the lost." Lord Oldington looked at Lilith in her military uniform with a complicated expression. She still didn't listen to his advice, but at this moment, preaching was meaningless. The man led Lilith into the temple to prepare a blessing gift for her.
Ian stopped at the door and looked at Lilith's back.
——She no longer needs light to lead the way, she herself is the guide.
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Angel finally saw the light of day again today. The prison van escorting her moved slower and slower as it got closer to the central square. There were too many people, even more than the time at the King's Court. When they saw the prison van appear, their faces became even more excited than before, so the coachman had to wave his whip to drive back the crowd that was pouring into the driveway.
Like a group of vultures - she had never discovered that Highgarden was such an absurd and strange world before. After falling into the dust, the royal capital Highgarden showed Angie a completely different look, which made her frightened and confused.
But that wasn't the only thing that confused her.
Several platforms have been built in the central square. She looked at the dueling field in the middle, which did not belong to her. She walked to another temporary platform on the side, where a gallows was set up. Once the duel was over, the gavel that would decide her fate would fall, but -
Why is Pico Viente standing here too?!
An Qi opened her eyes wide: If both he and she had to stand on the gallows, then who would go to duel?
"What happened to your little knight, Catherine?" King George and Queen Tservini had already taken their seats on the viewing platform. He glanced at the people who walked onto the dueling stage and asked his niece.
"Knight Taylor has an emergency at home." People saw that Her Highness Catherine's face was not looking good. She did not even look at His Majesty the King when she spoke, but just stared at the audience. "The duel will be carried out by the eldest daughter of the Freyr family. She also responded to the inquiries of the judge in the court that day."
She was not looking at Lilith, but at the opposite side of Lilith, that was——
"Bang, bang, bang."
The knight in gold and white armor stepped onto the wooden platform step by step. He was tall and the broadsword in his hand was unusually large, so his footsteps were particularly heavy. Lilith looked up at the man who was armed from head to toe without a single piece of skin exposed, and then looked at Wayne in front of the gallows. For the first time today, she showed a puzzled look.
"...Who are you?"