Chapter 304: Not as an enemy, but as a woman's hostility (3k)

The shining light brought by the holy spear's divine punishment quickly dissipated.

But the horrific marks left by the holy spear were still clearly visible under the reflection of the double moons.

This heralds the full return of the Lionheart and the Storm Goddess.

Looking at the two returning supreme beings, the gods and kings all had different expressions.

Have too many dead returned this year?
Moreover, they are all such exaggerated big shots.

The only two Dukes of Trajan who seemed to be holding back later became the King of Sword and Shield and led the Baratheon Dynasty. As for Saint Constantine, although he has returned to the embrace of the original, he is not only the chosen king of the new Abyss Goddess, he is even the great Augustus.

On closer inspection, this saint seems to be a bit exaggerated.

Compared to him, the ancient Moon King, the newly emerged Sword and Shield King, and the current Lionheart King all seem a little dim.

Ah, and the prophets who died and lived again, lived again and died again
The Supremes began to feel uneasy about this strange situation.

At first they just thought it was funny, but now they are also starting to get scared.

After all, the pure white goddess is still trapped in the despair of the king's departure.

And it is foreseeable that she will be trapped there forever, because almost no one has been able to get out from ancient times to the present.

Unless it's like
The Supremes' gazes were once again focused on the lion's heart.

Lionheart, the heart of the goddess of weapons, as proud and glorious as a lion.

This is the origin of King Lionheart.

To help the god who has lost his king out of despair, either the god dies or the king is resurrected.

There is no other way except these two.

Because only these two ways can lead to reunion.

Even if it means eternal death!
There are many things that can mock the powerlessness of death, but gods and kings will always be among them.

Only the Supreme Ones looked, and they saw the Holy Spear being raised gently.

The next moment, they could no longer see anything in Camelot.

Even after so many years, the goddess of weapons still doesn't like outsiders.

However, because the relationship between God and King is an iron law at the core of the world, no matter how careful someone is, as he gradually accepts his own identity and gets deeper and deeper into it, he will still encounter some unavoidable problems.

This is almost inevitable and has long been destined.

The Forest of Roselórien is relatively good, as it is illuminated by the light of the sacred tree even in the dark night.

Because the goddess hidden behind the veil is still carefully protecting her king in an unknown place.

As she took out the moon-white longbow, the emerald goddess no longer had any interest in taking a look at the lion and her heart.

Instead, he followed the traces she left behind.

The Shadow Sun was the partner and deputy she chose for the real Sun. Even though the other party's excellence exceeded her expectations, it was still within her expectations.

After all, the biggest reason for choosing Shadow Sun is to have someone to replace her when she is not around.

However, as mentioned before, neither she nor the Emerald Goddess thought that it would be the king who left.
Because of this, one is more afraid of starting over, while the other wants to hold on more.

The same is true for the distant Baratheon. The goddess of rule becomes weaker the further she goes out.

So she just knew, but didn't know more.

Moreover, her focus has always been elsewhere, and these days, she vaguely discovered something.

That was the question her teacher had once asked her, and it actually helped her find some clues.

The white disaster sweeping the world that she had only heard about from her teacher.

The witch was still wearing the same mourning dress, and she was trying hard to prove to Quintus and the others that Augustus was still alive.

But the latter only felt more regretful.

This made the goddess extremely ashamed and angry, but she could only continue to emphasize this fact. Then she fell into a cycle that made her more and more unable to bear it.

Only the moon, only the cold moon that always shines on the earth together with the original moon, noticed something wrong.

That is, she felt a hint of hostility.

From the Holy Lance.

It was not the deep malice she had felt in all the ages, but another kind of hostility between women that she had rarely seen.

Especially since she had seen that girl before the Holy Spear isolated everything.

The other party has been sleeping peacefully in the arms of the Holy Spear.

And it seems that the girl that her king seems to like very much has been serving as the vessel for the Holy Lance to descend in the New World?
Theoretically, according to Roselorien and her knowledge, they suspected that the returning Supremes had special connections in the foreign land, and might even know each other.

And have been working together for something.

But now, she felt that maybe something was wrong.

Because the hostility of the Holy Spear made her feel very strange.

She didn't think it was an illusion, she was also a woman.

Although she rarely felt this kind of gaze, she was unmistakable. The Holy Spear was hostile to her, hostile as a woman.

But this is very strange.

The Holy Lance is the goddess of weapons, and because of the existence of King Lionheart, she has indeed learned to love.

However, she was always a weapon. What she learned was not how to love, but how to love the king.

Apart from this love, in other aspects, she is still a cold weapon, without her own joys and sorrows, and without her own will.

So, why does she look at me like that?

As strange emotions spread, the goddess Selene bit her fingertips slightly.

She felt a little thirsty, but her king was not by her side.
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The thoughts and troubles of the Supremes have no concern for mortals.

Having witnessed such a miraculous scene, the people in Storm Parish burst into earth-shaking cheers after a brief moment of stunned silence.

The soldiers and clergymen knelt on the ground with their heads drooped as if dead. They had been reveling on this land for countless years.

And now, their time has finally passed.

The time travelers also walked out of their hiding places.

Then they looked at their companions, and after a brief eye contact, they slapped each other directly.

It hurts, really?!
So they saw the king and the god with their own eyes???

Are you kidding???

Among the revelers in front of the last cathedral.

The mayor and the tavern owner both stared at each other in amazement.

Just now, the two of them drove the airship that was dropping letters and crashed into it, and then successfully jumped off the boat at the last moment.

However, seeing the approaching army, they were all ready to commit suicide and return home.

结果
"Hit me."

"what?"

"Slap me!"

In response to the mayor's request, the tavern owner was stunned for a moment and then slapped him.

Watching the mayor fall to the ground with a scream, which was very beautiful and pleasant.

After a moment of further shock, the tavern owner punched his own failing heart.

He's obviously a man!

It would have been fine if I didn't know before, but now that I know, how can I still be like this???

Heartbeat speeding up?!

"what happened to you?"

The tavern owner, who almost punched himself back to his home in Renlian, rolled into bed and cried secretly, trying to raise his hand and said:
"No, Boss, it's okay. I just want to see if it's true."

The mayor, who had no idea what the tavern owner was thinking, stood up rubbing his face.

"So, so it's true? That's a noble king and a noble goddess container?"

The tavern owner added:

"It is the vessel that the goddess possesses."

The mayor still said in disbelief:
"We actually met the most noble person in this world like that? Do you think we have committed anything that could be considered blasphemy?"

They are quite powerful in the New World.

Otherwise they wouldn't be able to distribute so many notes so quickly.

But even with all these people, before they met Moon, they only managed to see a demigod hiding behind the scenes after going through many obstacles.

That's it, and even the mayor, the leader, is very proud of it.

After all, he is a real great man, a truly great person who has transcended the concept of human being.

Then they turned around and saw two supreme beings who could treat demigods as insects, and even chatted and laughed with these two noble beings.
Just thinking about it feels like a dream.

The burning flames brought a flowing wind, and this wind blew the fragrance of the mayor into the nostrils of the tavern owner.

This made him feel dazed.

Is this body odor or perfume?

No? Why am I thinking about this again?
No, I don’t want a man on top of a man!
Another punch hit him, and the tavern owner, with a sweet taste in his throat, finally felt that he had controlled something incredible.

Then, he grinned with his mouth full of blood and said:

"I don't think so, sir."

But the mayor just looked at him straight.

This made the tavern owner feel uneasy, and the urge that he had just suppressed became active again.

Maybe, probably, possibly nothing.

After all, after all, it's not impossible to live here.

Wouldn't it be okay to just commit suicide in the Human League?
And the eldest sister must have endured a lot that she dared not bear. Should I help her share some of the burden?
Before a switch went completely out of control, the mayor finally spoke:

"wrong."

"No? No, no, no, what's wrong? Let me make it clear first, Boss, I don't have any weird thoughts about you."

As soon as these extra words came out, the tavern owner realized something was wrong and looked away.

The mayor couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand.

"I'm a man, don't think about these stupid things!"

"Ah, ah"

The tavern owner turned his head away in embarrassment.

At the same time, in order to ease the embarrassment, I asked:

"So what's wrong, Boss? If it's these two Supremes, what can be wrong?"

The mayor shook his head and said:

"It's not these two Supremes, but the Round Table."

"Round table?"

Realizing that it was serious business, the tavern owner stood up hastily.

The two of them followed the mayor's gaze and looked towards the burning cathedral:
"The Lionheart King has returned. Why has the Round Table, which has been supporting the last bit of Storm Church's dignity, not responded yet?"

(End of this chapter)