Chapter 260 The Three Sisters Guarding the Holy Sword (3k)

The knight's voice echoed in the hall, seemed to fade away quickly, and seemed to linger in the ears of the messengers.

Looking at the knight's extremely serious eyes, the messenger subconsciously loosened his hand.

At this point, the knight nodded slightly to express his gratitude to the messenger, and then left with his companions.

On the avenue in front of the offshore dock.

People who got the news from somewhere gathered on both sides of the road.

Among them were ordinary civilians, fishermen who had just returned from outside, well-dressed gentlemen, mothers in aprons, and children who were only seven or eight years old.

They are all different.

But what is the same is that each of them is holding a flower.

They either picked them from their own flower beds, or they just picked them from outside, or they bought them specially.

But no matter who they are, where the flowers in their hands come from.

They all came here to present the flowers in their hands to these noble warriors.

When the Abyss Watchers arrived, they silently placed the flowers in their hands on the warriors' path, thus paving a flower avenue.

It is said that in the distant Age of Gods, this was a blessing given by people to those who dared to fight against all evil.

And now, they can only express their gratitude to these respectable people in this way.

The Abyss Watchers also walked silently among the dancing flowers.

Occasionally he would stop and take a flower from a child or mother to express his gratitude.

People knew that the Old World was suffering from disaster. The gray snow was confined to the Old World, but the terrible sign spread throughout the world.

People also know that they won't do anything about it. They are just ordinary people with their own lives to think about and their own families to take care of.

But people know better that they need to bless those who are willing to do something.

As the brave men advanced in silence, some of them couldn't help but cover their mouths and cry.

Even for mortals like them, they knew that this trip would most likely be a one-way trip.

The world is in tatters, but there are always people who mend it.

This person was once Augustus, and now he is the brave men before him.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the brave men set out on the road to conquer the abyss.
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Deep in the heart of the New World, a young man was running towards somewhere at the fastest speed.

He had just heard about a very big event from the nearest town.

So he hurried back.

As soon as he returned to his village, the boy said to the villagers anxiously:

"It's bad, it's bad, those terrible demons have attacked the Old World. I heard that now the people of the entire Old World are suffering from the torture of the abyss!"

The people in the village were so shocked by the sudden news that they were speechless.

Demons are just distant legends to them.

But they didn't expect that they would hear such terrible news today.

At the same time, the boy found their village chief as quickly as possible.

And he said to the village chief very seriously:

"I heard that the heroes who monitor the Abyss have set out to conquer the Abyss and rescue the survivors. So, Grandpa Bora, I want to go too!"

"I want to pull out the holy sword!"

The villagers, the village chief and even his mother were all extremely surprised at the boy's words.

But in the end, they said nothing.

Because this is the mission of their village.

Village chief Bora patted the boy's shoulder seriously and said:
"That master has always been in the back mountain, in the cave that is filled with snow-white light all year round. Child, since you have made up your mind, then go ahead. Perhaps, you can really pull out that holy sword!"

The boy is the most promising candidate in their village in thousands of years.

People believed that if it were him, he would definitely be able to pull out the holy sword!
Then become that legendary hero.

The young man nodded and climbed up the back mountain without any delay, which he had climbed countless times.

But when he actually saw the cave that had been talked about by word of mouth by the people in the village.

The young man couldn't help but stop.

All the education and training he received since childhood were for this moment on this day.

Draw the holy sword, fight against evil, and uphold justice.

This is the mission passed down from generation to generation in their village, but it is also a curse passed down from generation to generation.

Because none of them could pull out the holy sword.

They were the chosen ones, but no one could pull out the holy sword.

This has been the case for thousands of years, which is why people have high hopes for the most talented young man in the past thousand years.

Looking forward to him being the hero in the prophecy.

Everyone in the village was very kind, so no one pushed him into this. No one even told him that he had to succeed.

People just hope that he can succeed, and use this to constantly encourage and help him move forward.

But because of this, the boy felt that he must draw the holy sword.

After mustering up his courage, the boy resolutely stepped into the cave where the holy sword was hidden.

In the cave, just as his mother and everyone in the village had said, this was a deep cave, but it was always filled with snow-white light.

Everything inside doesn't seem eerie at all.

They said it must be the power of the holy sword.

Some people also say that it should be the protection of the guardian.

But no matter what, with the guidance of this light, the boy was able to move forward smoothly without the help of any light source.

And deep in the cave, he saw the legendary holy sword and its guardian.

It was a sword that was much larger than the boy had imagined.

It was just casually inserted deep in the cave, and the sword was covered with moss after years of waiting.

Next to the holy sword is the guardian of the holy sword who has been kneeling there.

She was a very rare blonde beauty.

She was wearing white armor with a hood and skirt, and a green gem on her chest.

As the young man entered, the other party also turned his gaze to look over.

This made the young man nervous, because he had never heard that the guardian of the holy sword would be such a beautiful person.

What's strange is that there is no trace of stain on the guardian's body, but the corner of her skirt where she was kneeling on the ground was stained with green moss.

Just like the blade of the holy sword.

Has the guardian always remained here in this position without moving?
The boy was puzzled, but he stepped forward and said, as he had a more important mission to fulfill:

"I am the person chosen by the Bora Village this year. The guardian of the holy sword, I will try to pull up the holy sword. I want to go to the Old World and fight with the heroes who monitor the abyss!"

The blond guardian did not give any verbal response to the boy's words.

But she did stand up and give up her seat.

The meaning is obvious.

You can try to pull out the holy sword!

The boy, who obviously didn't expect the process to be so simple, was a little overwhelmed again.

But he did not hesitate for long before walking in front of the holy sword.

After taking a deep breath.

The boy reached out to the hilt, trying to pull out this legendary holy sword!
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Still somewhere in the New World.

Several travelers who had set out decades ago finally arrived after climbing over mountains and wading through rapids.

They found the place their family had been searching for for countless generations—Martha Cathedral!
With a pilgrimage mentality, they each prayed to their own gods in front of the ruined church.

They walked into the cathedral where the holy sword was said to be kept under the moonlight with great awe.

As soon as they entered, they saw a scene that made them extremely excited!
Not only was the blond sword keeper who was described in the records as hiding in the snow right before their eyes, they also saw the holy sword that was covered with moss and vines.

The only thing that puzzled them was that the holy sword did not seem to be the two-handed greatsword recorded in their family, but instead looked like a normal knight's sword.

But they were also sure that it was the Holy Sword!

The greatest proof of this is its sacredness, which cannot be concealed even by moss and vines.

So they all bowed their heads and said to the sword guard who was about to stand up:

"We are from the Marda family, and we ask to take the holy sword away! Evil has come, and people need the original weapon to defend justice!"
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It was still somewhere in the New World, but this time there was no village and no travelers seeking family teachings.

This time the only one there was an unlucky scholar who accidentally got lost while researching a topic.

As he rolled down the slope into some ruins.

The scholar saw a scene in a green field full of long swords that he would never forget.

A blonde girl in a white robe and dark green armor was kneeling motionlessly in front of a two-handed sword.

This greatsword has obviously been stuck here for many years, because it is covered with green vines all over. Even scholars cannot tell whether the greatsword is originally dark green or is covered with moss?
But in any case, scholars know that he encountered a very unexpected situation.

After swallowing hard, the scholar avoided the greatsword and the girl and tried to find a way to leave.

He is not a superhuman, not even a warrior.

He is just an unlucky scholar who will be held back by his tutor if he doesn't solve his problem.

It’s better not to get involved in something so obviously strange.

It’s just a pity that he couldn’t find a way out no matter what.

I could only stare blankly at the hole above my head that was emitting a little moonlight.

This relic was probably once a church or a castle hall.

In short, the current situation is that the exit of the ruins itself has been completely blocked by rock and soil.

And he couldn't find a rope that would allow him to climb out with anything.

so.
The scholar looked with difficulty at the girl who remained motionless and the two-handed sword that seemed to be the protagonist here.

"Excuse me, can I ask if you can help me get out?"

Hearing this, the girl slowly stood up and gave up her seat.

The obvious meaning was to ask him to draw his sword.

　I took a day off today because it's National Day and my family is back. I don't want to bother them by typing late at night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)