The Divine Hunter Chapter 3: Winter is coming
A distant world.
Tilnaria, the capital of the Kingdom of Ain El.
Hung behind the catkins fluttering in the wind like green gauze on the river, a palace stands.
Different from ordinary marble and alabaster structures, the main body of this palace is made of slender white lace. It is ethereal, light and delicate, like a mirage suspended in mid-air.
The breeze blows, the catkins caress, the mist swims, the river ripples, and the palace seems to be about to rise in the wind at any time.
……
Pass through the ivy-wrapped suspension bridge, hollow fountains, mosaic tile statues, railings engraved with arabesques, cloisters, domes, and thin towers shaped like stalactites.
In the center of the palace, in a gorgeous room decorated with stained glass windows, mirrors, reliefs and floral tapestries, and chandeliers, stood a thin and tall man.
He was wearing a black jacket and a pair of traditional high elf boots with buckles.
The long gray hair was spread over his sloping shoulders and slid down his smooth back,
The hands holding the railing are white and slender, with slender fingers like a woman’s.
But at this moment, the man was staring out the window at the lake where the swans were swimming, his eyes like molten lead filled with profound vicissitudes of life.
“Ion Savini, Eredin and Caranthir?”
He turned around and glanced at the blond elf sitting in front of the low desk. The sunlight pouring in from the window reflected the incredible brilliance of the black jacket, making his head seem to be surrounded by a sacred halo.
“Your Majesty Oberon, call me Avallac’h.”
“They have just finished a long mission and are tidying up their appearance. They will wait until they are full of energy and in a stable mood before coming to see you…and I can’t wait to bring you good news.”
The Elf Sage smiled gently, revealing a pair of white, small teeth without canines.
“Fortunately, we managed to live up to our fate and barely let the **** frost subside. This world has gained an extra half year of stability.”
“Avallac’h,” Oberon looked at him seriously, speaking slowly as if he had to use his full strength to speak every word, “I will remember your contributions and sacrifices for the race.”
“Your Majesty said something serious, this is a duty that must be fulfilled.” Avallac’h changed the subject, “But unfortunately, safety is only temporary.”
“I don’t know which link is causing the problem. The power of Bai Shuang is constantly strengthening, and passing through the rifts in the universe at a speed beyond previous expectations, towards Iron Sheedy’s world and our world. Approaching, especially the latter.”
Oberon looked serious and made a gesture of listening.
“In the past six years, the Red Knights led by Eredin have completely given up on plundering, and have focused solely on letting the navigator Caranthir travel through time and space to lure away the White Frost”
A shadow flashed across Avallac’h’s face, and he waved his hand casually in the elf’s unique way, with only movements and no spells.
A luminous curtain floated in front of the two people, weaving a series of lifelike scenes
Strong whistles and rumbling hoofbeats rang out, and a group of knights galloped in the chaos, their bull-head-shaped helmets swaying in the wind, and their **** red cloaks fluttering behind them like stretched flags.
In front of the cavalry, cracks with shimmering light appeared constantly. They kept entering and exiting, rushing from darkness to another unknown realm.
From beginning to end, there was an endless white ribbon chasing after the red knights. Death followed them like a shadow, swift and unstoppable, entangled in their rusty armor and tattered feather crests made of interlocking steel rings.
Covering their entire bodies with a layer of pale crystal ice.
Ta-ta-ta!
The biting chill fell with the raised horse hooves, almost breaking through the projection curtain, and jagged circles of pale frozen air surged out of the tall and majestic body of the red knight.
But the riders’ eyes were firm, leading the waves of frost, and they galloped forward without hesitation
Finally, after a shuttle trip, I got rid of the white nightmare behind me.
But the dark dome was riddled with holes cut by countless shuttles. It was like a mirror that was forcibly glued together. It was full of cracks and could break or collapse at any time.
There was a pale giant creature hiding behind the crack, peeping maliciously.
“As you can see, the red knights lured the white frost away, but had to create more cracks. The more cracks there are, the faster the white frost will gather, which is equivalent to drinking poison to quench thirst.”
Avallac’h raised a wine glass on the table and sloshed the wine in it.
“It’s like using a cup to stop the rain falling from the sky. When it is full, the water will overflow and fall into our world, drowning, freezing, and wiping out all life.”
Oberon nodded heavily, his elegant and thin cheeks filled with fatigue and helplessness, making him look older and more decadent, “I remember the prophecy of the great sage Islini revealed that no matter how delayed, the White Frost Era will end. will come. Now it seems that this process has been greatly accelerated. As for the reason, have you investigated it?”
“You have led the Iron Hill clan for six hundred years. It should be clear that Baishuang has only been interested in one thing from the beginning to the end. Since ancient times, it has been tirelessly chasing our clan, starting from a From one world to another, all in order to end and devour that bloodline.”
“Blood of the Elders.” Oberon rubbed the bridge of his nose and blurted out, with a more corrupt tone in his tone, and his expression was helpless and full of boredom. “But in the past hundred years, there has been only one more navigator, Caranthir, among Ain El. He is an incomplete ancient bloodline. His attraction to Bai Shuang is limited, so he shouldn’t let it go so far in advance.”
“We have every reason to believe,” Avallac’h clenched his fists, a scorching heat flashed through his sea-like blue eyes, “the variables come from the world of Ayn Sheedy the Witcher.”
“There is no doubt that when the White Frost Age comes in the prophecy, the ‘Swift’ who reborn the world has awakened the ancient blood, and the degree of awakening is extremely deep. She has more knowledge than Laura Doran and even those of us who know it. A hundred times more powerful. It was her presence that attracted Bai Shuang to approach like crazy.”
“Swift, Zireael, you are referring to my daughter who was deceived by the shameless human warlock Craignan.” A trace of complex warmth and guilt flashed in the Elf King’s eyes, “It should have been yours. ‘s fiancée Laura Doron.”
“To be precise, he is a blood descendant of Laura Doran.”
Avallac’h’h had a mixture of love and hate on his face.
In the elf’s almost eternal life, the biggest worry is sex.
Love between kindred quickly becomes dull and loses its novelty and excitement.
Therefore, some elves develop feelings for humans belonging to a foreign race, and are attracted, coaxed, and abducted by them.
The successor of the Ancient Blood, Laura Doron, is the most famous representative among them. She is also the culprit who caused the Ancient Blood to flow from the Ain El tribe to another world.
Ciri’s ancestor.
Avallac’h gave a long sigh,
“Swift has matured…and in recent years, apart from dealing with Bai Shuang, I have never relaxed my search for her.”
“I combed through massive historical documents and finally found her whereabouts.”
The Elf Sage once again created a curtain of light. In the curtain stood a pyramid-shaped tree of blood, with the words written on the top
Laura Doran Aip Hidahar, and Craignan of Lorde.
It passes through several generations from top to bottom, including the sixth generation of the female lion Calanthe of Sintra and her husband, Prince Rogna of Ebin;
Pavetta, the seventh-generation Princess of Cintra, and the hedgehog-headed Donyenhir Emres;
In the end, it condensed into one name at the bottom, the Cub of Sintra
Cirella Fiona Aeron Lealen
The gorgeous room suddenly became quiet.
The man who holds the power of the Wild Hunt clan and the sage who knows the ancient blood best stared at this name, relatively speechless.
Falling into long memories.
“I found out that after the Battle of Cintra… Calanthe and her granddaughter, Princess Ciri, who was pregnant with pure ancient blood, completely disappeared.”
“There are even rumors in that world that she has passed away… But the fact is exactly the opposite. Caranthir has detected fluctuations of the ancient blood many times. In Novigrad, Maribor, and the Skellige Islands, the strongest One was a few months ago, in Vicvaro in the south.”
Avallac’h spoke for a moment, then stood up suddenly, a terrifying light flashing in his eyes,
“Such a strong wave, no less than hundreds of years ago, when the sons of the ancient blood of the clan sent the red knights to other worlds to fight.”
“This is enough to prove that the blood of the ancestors has survived and has completely recovered.”
Avallac’h looked at Oberon,
“In the past few years, I have cooperated with Eredin to guide Baishuang and have no time to escape.”
“But now, Your Majesty, the crisis is temporarily over. I beg you to send your most elite troops to go with me to the world of Ain Sheedy and bring back the long-lost ancient bloodline of the ethnic group.”
“We must go all out for this move. It may not be enough to just send the gates of all realms to transform into ghost knights to hunt wildly. There are strong people among humans who understand the preciousness of ancient blood and are against us.”
Arawak said sincerely,
“I hope Eredin and the most powerful navigator Caranthir will take action~IndoMTL.com~ to let the Red Knights materialize and search the place.”
In the tens of thousands of years of history of the Ain El family, the Red Knight is the pioneer in opening up the plane and the most powerful warrior.
Not only master outstanding martial arts and spells (humans learn magic from elves.
In the process of constantly avoiding cosmic disasters, a few members even learned to use the power of white frost.
The severe cold poured down and everything fell into deathly silence.
Oberon quietly tightened the golden collar around his neck, the symbol of the ruler, which was called “tor’h” in the ancient language.
After thinking for a moment, he seemed to have been hit by a pain point, and his face turned red abnormally.
“What happens when the Red Knight brings Swift back? Avallac’h, are you planning on having the same idea as Eredin, asking me to breed with a mixed-race woman and create a new generation of ancient blood? ”
Xili is his great-granddaughter for who knows how many generations.
Avallac’h shook his head,
“Unfortunately, Bai Shuang is imminent and it is unrealistic to let her be pregnant with your child in a hurry.”
Oberon breathed a sigh of relief.
“The biggest possibility at present is to let Swift and Caranthir join forces to help us, the Ain El clan, pass through the ‘Gate of All Realms’ and move away from this world and away from the world of Ain Sheedy. Avoid the coming Ice Age.”
Oberon sighed in disinterest. From the beginning of his memory, the entire tribe was as afraid of hoarfrost as tigers, and he was already tired of it.
“As long as Swift is in our hands,” Avallac’h read his thoughts and said firmly, “Sooner or later, our family will be able to find a way to completely solve the hoarfrost!”
“Then go, Avallac’h.” Oberon turned around and faced the vast expanse of blue lake again, looking up at the dazzling sun in the sky. “Let the honor return to Ain El, and let her return Get on the right track with your destiny!”