Proof of the Sun King

"Use your sword to completely destroy my soul and my decaying and decaying body, and annihilate them all!" Randuin said loudly his last wish: "Use your unique power to destroy my flesh and blood. Turning into fly ash, turning my soul into nothingness, and completely annihilating my body and spirit! This is my last wish!"

Landuin's wish shocked everyone,

"No, I can't do this!" Ryan was surprised by Randuin's wish, and he immediately shook his head: "No, Lord Randuin, I can't swing my sword at you again, we have already decided the outcome! "

In the moonlight of early spring, above the muddy swamp, the knight on the lake laughed after hearing this, and he laughed out loud.

Big drops of tears fell on his armor, mingling with his blood.

"I said the same to Sirruf at the beginning." Randuin was still laughing, but his tears had already flowed down his face: "After that championship match, I defeated Sirruf. , Sirruf asked me to kill him, and I said the same, and I told my good brother that the battle was over, and I would not swing my sword at him again."

The laughter disappeared, and the greatest first-generation Holy Grail Knight, the first-generation Duke Musillon, the Knight of the Lake burst into tears at this time.

"My good brother, Sirruf, I owe him an apology." Landuin burst into tears, his grief infected everyone: "At that time, Sirruf told me that we were no longer brothers. Now, if I don't kill him, he will live on with hatred and hate me for the rest of his life."

"But I have no choice, I'm not just me, I'm the Duke of Mousillon, when the people need me to stand up, I have to fulfill my obligations, I can only tell him that I have a clear conscience and the duel is fair duel."

Everyone was silent, and many Holy Grail Knights thought that Sirruf lived a full three hundred and fifty years old before he died in the battle on the Sandnes River. He was the last of the twelve Holy Grail Knights of the first generation to die. Is this a hatred band? Give him strength?

"Even so, I can't... Lord Randuin, do you know what it means if this is the case?" Ryan's voice trembled uncontrollably: "You will forever disappear from the universe and be completely removed from the picture scroll of existence. Erase, apart from the memories of others, you will not leave any traces in the world!"

"That's right!" Landuin nodded: "I know that as long as I want, my soul can once again return to the lady's kingdom of God, and she will certainly be willing to open the door for me, but what's the point of this?"

"But……"

"I'm just looking forward to a real successor! My will, my martial arts, my inheritance." Randuin looked at Ryan's handsome face, his voice full of relief: "Now I have found it, Ryan Macado , you defeated me, you also inherited me, I have no regrets."

"And, for Musilon, I must die." Randuyin said seriously: "Only if I disappear completely, can Musilon be truly rescued!"

"Really, saved?" Ryan asked in disbelief. Why can Musilon be truly saved only when Randuin was completely killed?

As if seeing Ryan's doubts, Randuin explained slowly: "I am too strong, so strong that the land of Musilon felt my grief and pain, and responded to my emotions, in my last In time, it was my emotions that eroded this land, gradually making Mousillon degenerate and corrupt, even after my death, the environment here is always deteriorating, Chaos and the undead have taken advantage of me, two A corrupted and corrupt energy entangled within my remains."

"I must die! Only when my soul is completely destroyed, and only when my grief is ended, will the corruption of Chaos and the Undead on this land cease and gradually dissipate!" Landuin commanded loudly: "Therefore, I command You! Ryan Malcador, my heir, kill me! This is my wish!"

"Only if I disappear completely, the soul is annihilated, the corruption of chaos and undead will disappear from Musilon, and Musilon can be saved. This is my destiny, and it is also a debt I must repay!" Randuin then motioned for Ryan to start, He kept his kneeling position.

The greatest of the first Knights of the Holy Grail would sacrifice everything to save Musilon.

"No...I can't...I..." Ryan had tears in his eyes.

Earl of Glamorgan, no, it should be said that the hand of the new Duke Mousillon holding the Nemesis is shaking.

From noon to late at night, Ryan's hand never trembled, but at this moment, facing this situation, Ryan only felt that his hand was shaking, and he couldn't hold the hilt of Nemesis. .

He couldn't do anything against Randuin, the venerable man who passed on everything to him, even if it was his order.

Seeing that Ryan couldn't make a move, the knight on the lake's eyes gradually became gentle and compassionate.

"Sacrifice is a virtue, Ryan." Randuin said warmly.

"When we pick up the lance and embark on the road of knights, when our knights make a knight's oath to the lady, the knights are destined to undertake the heavy responsibility of guarding the kingdom. In the face of strong enemies, knights are never afraid. Difficulties, knights never give up, this is the path we choose, this is the way of chivalry, when we choose the way of chivalry, we will not be overwhelmed by its burden!"

"Because this is the sacrifice made by knights for the mortal world, what we can feel is not a little selfish and pitiful happiness, the sacrifice of knights will benefit thousands of people, although not all knights who have sacrificed will be remembered, Although not all the knights who died will be treated justly, the knights will never regret it, and the noble people will shed tears in the face of our ashes."

"This is a knight. Sacrifice is the cornerstone of human standing. Remember, nosacrifice, victory."

Ryan cried, and two tears ran down his cheeks. The god-chosen champion of the fairy in the lake reached out to wipe away the tears and nodded vigorously: "I understand, Your Excellency Randuin!"

At this time, everyone in the crowd was sobbing, and even the king of wood elves, Olain, turned his face away and sighed in a low voice.

"Don't be sad!" Landuin saw that Ryan finally agreed to his request, he nodded with satisfaction: "Don't sob, this is not the expression a man should have, Ryan, be strong, our deeds will be celebrated until the end of the world. In the end, you can always see me in your memories!"

"Okay, let's do it!" After speaking, Randuin closed his eyes, indicating that Ryan can do it!

"Ahhhhh!!!" Ryan let out a mournful howl. He raised the goddess of nemesis. The goddess of nemesis burning with psionic fire penetrated Randuin's figure from behind. The void spread and began to gradually devour Randuin's soul.

This process is very painful, and the feeling of burning the soul is not something that mortals can bear, but Randuin always insisted on gritting his teeth. The knight on the lake looked down at the nemesis who had pierced his heart, and looked up at the night sky: "Until the end, I only I can convey my thoughts in this way.”

He remembered a lot.

He remembered how hard he practiced riding when he was young, in pursuit of winning and becoming stronger.

He remembered the alliance formed by the marriage of Arthur, Schirruff and himself.

He remembered the days when the greenskins ravaged Brittany. The three of them led their own principality's army to form a coalition to fight against the greenskins.

He remembered the appearance of the fairies in the lake, drinking the water of the Holy Grail, the founding of the country, the twelve battles, the gathering of the Holy Grail companions, and he thought of those companions, Marcus, the son of the sea **** of Poldero, and Palaeon who rode a Pegasus. Aguirre, Balduin the strong of Beleon, Fredmond the fowl-tame of Aquitaine, Beren the stag-loving Ghisoleaux, Schirrof the most daring of Lyonnais, and The most mature and charismatic Arthur...

The Twelve Grail Companions plus Arthur, and what a wonderful time it was!

When he was in his prime, he charged into battle on the battlefield repeating the days of the death fight day after day.

I always owe Arthur and Schirruff an apology.

Just as Randuin's memory flashed back, he felt his body being hugged, and barely opened his eyes, and there was a dazzling green light in front of him.

"Landuin, my brother!" The green knight hugged the body of the knight on the lake in his arms, and the king of green eyes finally came.

"This familiar voice..." Landuin suddenly understood, he understood everything, and the knight on the lake smiled bitterly: "My king, your judgment is late, but I still want to apologize to you. I once believed that, I can find a solution to the problem, I can find a way for you to forgive me, and Schirruff too,"

"In the end, I chose this method of escape, hoping to get your forgiveness." Randuin's voice became smaller and smaller, and his soul gradually burned out under Ryan's psychic energy.

Self-blame and pain accompanied Landuin's life.

"I've already forgiven you, Randuin." The green knight was full of green light, and his voice was blocked: "The same is true of Schirrof~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'm here for forgiveness."

"Is that so? That's great." Randuin's voice was almost inaudible: "It's a pity, I can't go back, that magnificent, beautiful past... Ryan?"

"Yes!" Ryan responded quickly, and he was already in tears.

"Well done... well... My heir, Musilon, I'll leave it to you..."

In the psionic flame, Landuin's body gradually dissipated, and with the last afterglow, his soul and body were completely annihilated.

Landuin had nothing left but his saber and his lance.

"This is for you, in the future, this is your lance." The Green Knight stretched out his hand to pick up the Indestructible Lake Light and handed it to Ryan: "As for not dying with your bare hands, you just put it away and look for someone worthy of your trust. Bar!"

"Yes!" Ryan took the lance and reached out to wipe away the tears.

"Don't be sad, the inheritor of Randuin." The voice of the King of Green Eyes was a little heavy: "Look at the sky."

Lane raised his head.

Thousands of bright iris petals drifted out from the arms of the green knight, and they flew towards the night sky and scattered around Musilon: "It's so warm, this is Your Excellency Randuin. the power of?"

"This is Landuin's last gift. He sacrificed everything he had to save the land he loves." The green knight raised his head high: "Now, fulfill your mission as the Duke of Musilon! To expel Chaos, destroy Undead, bring glory and virtue back to this land!"

"Yes!" Ryan responded loudly.

With the complete disappearance of Randuin and thousands of iris petals floating in the entire territory of Mousillon, the corruption and degeneration that had plagued this territory for thousands of years began to gradually fade away.

Mousillon's night is about to break.

A new dawn has come.